Hot Bed Brides
“Typical fuck-up. Now I have to go down to the airline office and straighten out these damn tickets. Come on, Mimi. May as well get it over with.”
Mimi was lying on their hotel-room bed in her pink peignoir. It was almost five in the afternoon, but Mimi had not yet gotten around to getting dressed. She and Sam had been making love since the morning. They hadn’t been seeing a lot of New York, but Mimi didn’t mind. She felt sexy, and slinky as a cat. She stretched and yawned.
“I don’t really feel like eet right now, Sam darleeng.”
“But we’re supposed to fly out to see Tate tomorrow, Mimi. We can’t put it off until the last minute.”
The French brunette could not understand how her husband could be so agitated after such a relaxing day. Sometimes Sam’s capacity for worrying annoyed her, though she didn’t let it show. Instead, she sought time alone to mellow out on her own. “Why don’t you go without me, Sam? You know, you took a lot out of me, today. I don’t theenk I could walk eef I had to.”
She had struck just the right chord to balm Sam’s ego. After a compliment like that, Sam could not stay angry. He had worn his poor little wife out! Of course he would go and do this nasty chore on his own. “See you later, Mimi honey. Don’t you worry about a thing. Just relax and get your strength back.”
He blew her a kiss from the door which Mimi returned languidly. As soon as he was gone, she called room service for a bottle of Calvados and an evening paper. She thought it might be fun to talk to that cute bellhop for a few minutes, now that she was free of Sam’s watchful eye.
The man who appeared at the door was not the bellhop who had been serving them for the past couple of days. This one was taller and older and much more sure of himself. He was just as good-looking, and he looked Mimi straight in the eye. She was interested.
With her flawless French cool, she remained unruffled as he set the bottle and the paper on her bedside table and stared blatantly at the generous cleavage exposed by her carelessly closed peignoir. She stared just as blatantly at his crotch, then back up into his eyes.
“Anything else I can do for you, madam?” His tone said much more than his words.
Mimi wondered what such a sharp-looking guy was doing as a bellhop. He looked too old to be working his way through college. She wondered if there were other things that went on in a bellhop’s job. For instance, he didn’t seem the least bit surprised by her informal attire, or by her frank interested look. He acted like he had met the situation before.
The thought that she was not the first bold lady he had met on the job excited Mimi. She felt very wicked and very sexy. Sam’s day-long labors over her hot cunt had her very relaxed, and very greedy. With Mimi, the more she got, the more she wanted. She hadn’t intended to seduce the man who brought her liquor and the paper. But then, she hadn’t put on something more modest either.
“Do you have time to try some of my Calvados? Do you know eet? Eet ees very good.” She was delighted when he picked up the bottle and started to pout.
“I’m the best bellhop they’ve got here. Nobody gives me any trouble. I have all the time I need.” He sat on the edge of the bed next to her and proposed a toast. “To the beautiful French lady in Room Three Fourteen.”
Mimi blushed with pleasure and took a long draught of her drink. Her cunt was still wet under her dressing gown from her day’s passion. The nearness of this handsome American stranger was making it wetter. “And to new acquaintances in new lands.” She took another drink. He immediately refilled her glass. “You are very qeeck.”
“That’s how you get by where I grew up, lady. You’re either ‘queeck’ or you’re pushing up daisies.”
“And where did you grow up?”
“Right here in good old New York. On the wrong side of the tracks, you might say.”
She noticed the defensiveness with which he referred to his background. His stiff pride appealed to her. “What does that matter? Een America, every man can be president.”
“I never did care much for fairytales.”
She liked him. He was very well groomed, very handsome… but he had this all-male toughness that reminded her of men she had known in Marseilles. “My name ees Mimi. What ees yours?”
“Howard. I prefer Hawk.”
She reached out and touched his arm. She had decided about him. “Well, Hawk… I like you. You are a very beautiful man.”
Her soft words in her soft French accent were getting to him. “I like you too, Mimi. You’re a very beautiful lady.” He put down his glass and accepted the invitation of her open arms. His mouth bore down on hers. As soon as he sensed her eager response, his passion grew savage. He climbed on top of her, stretched full-length over her. His hand pushed open her peignoir and groped for her firm tits. He fondled them roughly until he felt the nipples sticking up like little daggers. Then he reached for her cunt.
It was sopping wet!
“Jee-zuz, Mimi… you sure are wet… you and your husband must have been busy before he left.” He sank two fingers deep into her hot pussy and felt her cunt-muscles grip them fiercely. He started to fingerfuck her.
“Oooohhh… I like to make love…” she whispered into his ear. Her tongue followed his words, sending shivers of naked pleasure up and down his spine. Her language grew bolder. The sheer daring of what she was doing had Mimi feeling weak with passion. “Mmmm… I like my cunt to feel good. Where ees your cock? I want eet. I want to feel good.”
Hawk was beginning to understand where the French got their reputation as lovers. If they were all like this black-haired beauty, the whole country must be doing it all the time. “I’d sure like to make your cunt feel good for you. It feels awful nice and hot in there!”
He leapt to his feet and quickly stripped off his neat black uniform. His cock sprang long and hard from his pants. He watched her eyes sparkle as she stared at it. “What do you think, Mimi? Do you think it’ll do the job.”
“Oh yes,” she crooned. “Eet ees very beautiful. Eet makes my cunt hungry to look at eet.”
“Damn, you’re a sexy woman!” He straddled her half naked body. He gazed down at her firm round tits with their hard nipples, at the thick dark patch of her pussy-hair. Hawk was feeling luckier by the minute. His hand reached for his cock and guided it in between her thighs. His balls throbbed as she nudged her cunt up to meet him.
His cock-head caught a free ride in the moisture that coated her pussy. It slipped right up inside her cunt as easily as a knife cuts mustard. Hawk was riot prepared for the ecstatic close clasp of her tight pussy.
“Uuuuuuhh, Jee-zuz! It feels mighty good up in there, Mimi.”
“Oooohh, yessss! My cunt ees… uuuhhh! C’est magnifique!”
The language of love on her lips drove Hawk into a superhuman effort. He began to move his cock in and out of her cunt in long deep, forceful strokes. Lusty grunts escaped his throat each time her pussy tugged on his throbbing cock. This wasn’t the first time Hawk had been seduced by a guest in the hotel, but it was certainly the first time he had had so much fun at it. The dark-eyed stranger had stripped away all his New Yorker’s defenses. Hawk was operating on a primitive level of pure lust. “Uuuuhhh, Jeez-z-z!” Her loins were thrusting up against him. They, seemed to be frying to buck him right off, an impression belied by the possessive clutch of hot cunt.
Mimi had not tried anything so bold since her marriage to Sam, a few months before. The excitement of her brazen behavior turned her on. She wanted to savor the experience fully. She wanted to let loose. It was so thrilling to have a new man riding her, when her pussy was still wet from her husband’s orgasms.
Mimi was not the kind of woman who could feel guilty about what she was doing. She was used to being pampered. She was used to getting everything she wanted. This handsome American was bringing her pleasure. She deserved pleasure. Therefore, what they were doing could not be bad.
“Oh let me get on to it. Pleeze! I want to do eet to you!”
Her sexy plea made Hawk’s cock lurch. He rolled over onto his back in one smooth motion that took her with him. His cock didn’t even lose contact with her steaming pussy. He watched her impatiently throw aside her peignoir. Naked and proud, she threw back her head, and began to raise and lower her buttocks over his stiff cock. She moved quickly at first, then more slowly. She was teasing him. She grinned down at him to see how he was standing up under her torture.
He grabbed hold of her hips and sent a hard thrust up into her cunt. He watched her eyes close briefly, her mouth fall open in ecstasy. Then, once again, she took the reins. She sank her fleshy cunt down over his upthrusting cock with devilish enthusiasm. He could feel her flesh rippling, closing around him. He felt as if he were immersed in a pool of pleasure. It was a rare treat for the man to be able to lie back and let a gorgeous woman screw him.
He took pleasure in observing the gyrations of her olive skin as her hips guided her cunt up and down in ever new paths of pleasure. Her hips were fluid poetry in motion. As she grew more and more involved in what she was doing, it was more difficult for her to slow down her pace, to vary her motions. She was growing impatient for the ecstasy. Her round smooth ass slapped harder and harder against his thighs.
At last, unable to restrain himself from taking part in her lust-fired revelry, he ground his ass upward, thrust his cock deep into her cunt. His passion matched hers. They were a fierce pair, each hungry for their own satisfaction. “Uuuhhh… I haven’t had a treat like this, baby, since I don’t know when.”
“Mmmmmm… my pussy ees so hot inside. Your cock ees so good in meeee!” Mimi was imagining how she must look, her dark hair tossing about her face, her breasts bobbing on her chest, her ass grinding wantonly. She felt deliciously lewd. Her body was vibrating. Every inch of her was striving for release… sweet blissful release.
He could see the growing ecstasy in her eyes. Her dark orbs were becoming cloudy. They were losing their focus. She was far gone.
He lunged his cock up into her, determined to see her expression dissolve into raptures of howling orgasm. Already he could imagine how beautiful she would look that way. A woman like this one only passed through a bellboy’s life maybe once in a year. Hawk was very glad he had decided to work tonight. He had been right on the verge of taking the night off to go dancing with some of the guys.
“Oh baby! Let it all go! I can tell you’re almost there! Do it for me, beautiful! Chin on, Mimi!”
His goading words pushed her right over the edge. She loved to hear the cool, arrogant stranger giving in to the lure of her hot cunt and steaming passion. “Mmmmmm… uuuhhhh… I’m cummmm-eennggg-g-g! Oh Hawk, eet ees soo good-d!”
Her explosive cries took Hawk right along with her. He could feel her talented pussy-muscles milking the cum from deep in his balls. His cock spasmed as he filled her full of his milky load. “Uuuuuhhh… Mimi baby… Jeee-zuz!”
His fingers were still digging into her smooth hip-flesh as she collapsed on top of him. Even though his cock was sated, he reveled in the feel of her small but firm breasts pressing against his chest. He could feel the sticky ooze of his cum trickling from her twat onto his thigh. The obscene sensation gave his cock a little farewell twang.
“Oooohh… Hawk… I am so glad you brought me my paper and my Calvados. I feel so, good now.” She struggled up off of him and sought out the sticky shaft of his deflated cock. Her hand grasped it lovingly. Her head bent to his cock-head. Her tongue shot out and began to lick the combined juices of his orgasm and her excitement from his cock.
The amazed New Yorker could do nothing but watch wide-eyed in amazement. He had never had any woman lick his cock clean for him after screwing, not without some pretty forceful coaxing, that is. “Mimi baby… you are far out, you know that?”
She looked at him for a moment, her eyes very serious. Just the hint of a twinkle glittered in their dark depths. “I know that. The men have been telling me so since I was ten.”
“I just bet they have… hhhnnnhhh.” He could feel the first glimmers of returning arousal. But, as soon as she was satisfied that his cock was clean, she got up and put on her peignoir. She combed her hair in front of the mirror while he dressed.
“We must not be too foolhardy,” she told him. “Husbands sometimes come home sooner than expected.”
Hawk could appreciate that logic. He wasn’t interested in getting in any hassles with irate husbands. Not even for a beautiful broad like Mimi. He was about to leave she handed him the almost full bottle of Calvados.
“A leetle keepsake. Sam might not like the idea that I called the room service while he was gone. You have a drink for me, okay?”
He kissed her sensual mouth and saluted her. “Baby, I’ll be drinking to you for the next month. You’re going to be a hard one to forget.”
“Good,” she replied saucily. She closed the door behind him and locked it firmly. She didn’t want Sam to think she had been careless while he was gone.
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