Business Trip – wrong room role play.

Another day on the road, we were in another Hotel. They didn’t have a room with a King or Queen bed Screen Shot 2014-08-19 at 10.10.57 PMso we had two separate rooms, although they were right next to each other.

She came storming into my room, taking off the peignoir as she came in and slamming the door closed. The moon was shining through the window and showed her off very nicely and nude. That peignoir had been the only thing she had been wearing. She apparently hadn’t spotted me yet, probably because the bed was where the shadows were deepest.

I had no idea why she had barged into my room and stripped. I waited for her to explain. What the hell was going on? She came stalking over to the bed and sat down.

“What’s the problem, Lisa?” I asked her. “Maybe I can help.”

“Who the fuck are you?” she squealed. “How dare you be in my room? Get out before I scream.”

“Ah, it’s me, Michael and it’s my room,” I said, still using my calming voice. “You came in the wrong room. Just a moment while I get the light and you can see for yourself.”

OK. I’ll admit that last bit was just being mean, but I couldn’t resist, knowing she was naked.

“No,” she squeaked. “No light. Ah, I mean I’d rather you didn’t turn the light on. People might notice.”

Why don’t you just sit on the side of the bed and tell me what’s going on.”

“Um, if it’s all right I’ll just sit here for a few minutes and then find my own room,” She

“It’s easy to find,” I consoled her. “You only missed by it by one. You’re next door, that-away.” I jerked my thumb toward the right then realized that she probably couldn’t see me. “That-away is actually the first door to the right when you step into the hall, same side as mine. I noticed that I was next to you.”

You have a choice. Run off to your own room right now, naked or snuggle under the covers for a while and warm up. You can safely choose the covers. I’ve already said I’m not going to molest you.”

She didn’t say anything, but neither did she get up to leave or get under the covers. I sighed, tossed the covers to one side and drew her over next to me. She made a token struggle but then relaxed, lapping up the warmth. I just held her lightly. She had gently tested the strength of my hold and seemed satisfied that I wasn’t trying to hold her prisoner.

She cuddled up to the warmth. I started rubbing her back. Enjoying the soothing massage. She tensed up once more when my hand started stoking lower, settling on her bottom and rubbing it.

“Not there,” she muttered, reaching down and pulling my hand away from her bottom.

I slid my hand back over her back and down to her bottom again.

“I said, not there!” she said firmly.

“I know. I heard you. You have a lovely ass, you know.”

“If I say not there, then you are supposed to move your hand away.”

“Yes, I know. Silly idea, that. I like rubbing your bottom.”

Actually, my rubbing was coming very close to other sensitive places. I was now stroking down over her thighs.

“You can’t do that! I’ve said I don’t want you to.”

“Is this better?” I asked.

My hand left her bottom and moved up her back. Half way up it moved to the side, meeting a soft warm breast. My massaging continued, though I wasn’t moving my hand very much.

She gasped, “Will you stop touching me?”

“I don’t think so,” I replied. “I like the way you feel, all warm and silky soft. Why don’t you lie on your back for a while?”

I moved closer. Her instinctive move away from me landed her on her back. My hand came up and cupped her breast again. I didn’t wait for an answer. I bent over her, my mouth seeking her breast and finding it. I bit gently into it, then ran my teeth across her nipples, letting her feel them rasping against it. At the same time my hand slid down over her tummy, across a smooth mons and down over her mound, cupping and squeezing. She bucked sharply when that happened.

“What do you think you’re doing?” she gasped.

“Just touching for now,” I reassured her. “You can relax. I’ll warn you before I actually start getting serious.”

“You won’t. You’re a liar. You just admitted as much.”

“Well in that case, use your own judgment as to when you need to struggle in earnest. For now, you can feel free to relax a little.”

“Relax?” she squeaked. “How can I relax with you trying to excite me?”

I was too busy to answer. My mouth had found her breast again and I was gently sucking it. Her struggles were very minor. She was breathing hard. I started teasing her nipples and rolling them between my fingers and gently tugging at them. I started kissing her from the neck down.

She gasped and with a husky voice said, “If you’re finished I’ll go back to my room.”

“Oh no, I’ve barely started,” I said. “I’m just taking off my pajamas.”

“What?” Lisa almost shrieked. “You’re not seriously suggesting that you’re going to, to…to”

“Take you?” I asked. “Of course I am. Why did you think I was petting you?”

“You’re not really going to, are you?” she whispered, while I snaked a foot between hers and drew her legs further apart.

”You’re not serious?” she said as I moved into the space between her thighs.

“Oh my. You’re really doing it,” she gasped as she felt my erection pressing against her softness. “You’re … you’re…. So b… bbbb… big! Is that because of me?”

She laid there, legs parted, to give me greater access. I eased my middle finger into her pussy, exploring her. I added a second finger as he began working them around deep inside her pussy. Still no struggle. I wasn’t going to disappoint her. I pressed slowly forward, feeling her lips first yield to the head of my erection and then close around me, drawing me deeper. I pushed firmly forward, slowly sinking in deep.

“Oh my god, I’m being ravished,” she gasped, pushing firmly up against me, making sure I was fully engaged.

“Oh my, I can’t believe this is happening to me,” she said, panting with the effort she was making to meet my thrusts. I started slowly, bringing her along gradually to a satisfactory pace. She was bucking hard beneath me, urging me to do my best.
Sliding into her felt like coming home after a long, difficult journey. She was incredibly enthusiastic and responsive, each move one of us made spurring on the other!

I did truly appreciate her. She was exquisite, matching my movements and cooperating with my every whim. I kissed her hard, dragged my mouth down to her breasts to taste them and to suck on her erect nipples, then back to her mouth to taste her lips, all the time with my hips pumping into her, hard and feeling her reciprocate.

She was all excitement, and our mutual lust just kept escalating. I was driving in harder and harder while she clung to me, humping her hips in a frantic effort to meet me.

She was groaning with the effort she was putting in, and I could hear her voice developing a higher pitch as she moved inexorably towards her climax. Clinging to me, shuddering, while I came as well.

She fell asleep shortly. A short while later so did I.

When I woke up the early morning sun, she was still asleep, snuggled up close to me. . My arm was around her, holding her breasts. .

Needless to say I was hard. She muttered and shifted in her sleep, rubbing against me. I sighed quietly and waited for her to wake.

It wasn’t long before her eyes fluttered open. She seemed to slowly take stock of her situation and then blushed. She gave a little jerk and would probably have been out of the bed if I hadn’t been holding her.

“You! You! You took advantage of me.”

What could I say? I had indeed taking advantage of her, and enjoyed every moment of it.

” I’ve got to get back to my room,” she said.

“Don’t worry about it. There are a couple of minor issues that we should go over before you leave.”

“Like what?”

“You’re naked and you’re” I reached down and shifted her hand to my hard cock
” Holding my erection!”

“You don’t really think I’m going to let you . . .” Her voice trailed off as I got harder in her hands.

“I want to look at you,” I told her. Reaching over I took her wrists and lifted her hands up above her head, holding them there quite easily in my own hand. She pushed up her chest to me. I admired her nude body, my free hand tracing lightly over it, sweeping from her nipples down to her pussy.

“Move your legs apart,” I murmured, gently rubbing her there.

“If I do that then you’ll want to do things to me,” she whispered. Then looking at me with a smile.

“Yes. I do.”

“Do you seriously think I’m going to give you permission to fuck me again?” she demanded.

There was a moment of resistance and then her legs started drifting apart, while she glared at me.

I released her hands and they went to my erection and played with her new toy. My hands wandered freely over her body. A little tongue action around the area of her clitoris and she was almost bouncing off the bed. That was my cue.
Her legs were spread, my erection pressing firmly against her mound. She pushed herself up slightly onto her elbows, seeking a better view, and watched intently as I held my cock and pushed past her lips and into her, her soft flesh yielding eagerly.

As soon as I was firmly in place I was withdrawing again, preparing for the next thrust. She gave a little gasp and pushed urgently up to meet me.

For a while she watched me sliding in and out of her. I have to admit I was watching it, too. Seeing our bodies coming together was stimulating, heightening the experience for us both. As the tempo of our fucking, my hips were pumping hard!

My hands cupping her breasts picked things up another notch. Her eyes were now closed, her senses all turned on! I bent down to suck on it! That made her goes crazier. A few more strokes and we both came! She was clinging to me as she rode it out. I thrust harder and harder. Exhausted, we both lay there hardly able to move.

Before she left, I gave her a robe so she wouldn’t be caught nude in the hallway. I opened the door, looked both ways before she darted off.

Our naked bodies met once more, we kissed and she whispered “Come to my room to shower and.”.

Lisa then darted off… she enjoyed our game playing “strangers in the wrong room.”

Later that day, after our meetings were over, she told me “she wanted to meet, like strangers again and have sex outdoors. I want to be bad. I want to be bad with you. I want to say things and do things I’ve been afraid to say and do.”

After the meetings, that afternoon, we agreed to meet in a wooded area while most people were getting ready for the night’s dinner.

I came across her and she was against a tree. She saw me, and looked the other way.

I said “Hi. Are you lost Miss?” She looked at me, blushed and turned away.
“Have you been having some naughty thoughts?”

“I don’t know what you mean,” she said.

“I think you do and I’m going to push you up against that tree and pull down your pants!”

“Wha … wha… what are YOU going to do?” Blushing again … “I don’t even know you.”

“It sounds like a GREAT idea to me.” Grabbing her arms and placing her against the tree.
Looking around to see if anyone else was around…Taking hold of her pants, I eased them down. “You think you’re a good girl but you like being a little bad.”

“You can’t do that! No!” Her pants were down and so were her panties.

I was touching! Rubbing! Massaging her! Then keeping her against the tree with one arm, I loosened my pants and pushed them down. Then I was easing her lips apart and my erection was pressing against her. She was already so wet

“Noooooo,” she gasped. “What do you think you’re doing?”

I drove in hard and fast, her wet lips parting.

She squealed and gasped, her bottom bouncing frantically as she exercised her hips to meet my cock, ensuring it sheathed itself deep within her at every thrust. I was taking her so vigorously this time that she didn’t have time to swear. All her breath was taken up in giving her the oxygen required to keep up the activity.


I took her harder and harder, pushing her higher and higher. The squeals seemed to be getting a frantic note to them, with her being driven post-haste toward another climax.
My hands went around her waist and I began to pump in and out of her all the way in and all the way out. I fucked her hard and she was dripping all over my cock as her pussy squeezed me, thrust for thrust. I pulled her hair back with one hand and she groaned.

I took my other hand and began to slap her ass hard several times making her scream out in pain and pleasure. Her pussy was squeezing me harder and harder wanting my cum.

“I’d love you have you naked.” Taking her harder and she was pushing against me, “I want to see! Feel your breasts as we fuck!” Every thrust was becoming more forceful!

I gave a groan of relief when I found myself cumming! She shrieked and shuddered, absolutely tossed over the edge and into her own raging climax.

“Yesssss.. yessss.. Don’t stop!” She shouted! “Ohhhhh ffuckkk! yyyyessss!”

The waves of orgasm were starting to wash over us. Her body shaking as she came, my cum shooting into her body…we were both done. Squirt after squirt, I slowly slid out. She bent down to retrieve her pants and I looked down at her sexy ass and I spanked her!

“Owwwww. What are you doing now?”

“Spanking you, when was the last time?” She didn’t stop me. She stayed bent over.

“I’d love to continue this,” I said, rubbing her bottom, “but we’d better make an appearance.”

We were both drained and we sank back down onto the grass, my hips still giving helpless little jerks against her. Then all was quiet. .

“We can continue this later tonight in my room.” –Wink-

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6 replies
  1. Ben G. says:

    Great story! Enjoyed some early morning self love anticipating my lovely wife coming home later today. I came while reading this. Keep putting out the stories my brother! God bless!

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