Just a night out

Michelle just kind of started at the lush hotel in bewilderment for a moment before asking “uh, what’s going on?”

“You’ve just been working so hard lately I thought that you needed the night off,” Remy said putting his arm around her waist.

“Uh, well, first you do know that I need to work tomorrow,” Michelle said. As much as she would just love to blow off work so she could spend the whole night she needed to get back to Scarborough by nine am the next day.

“Don’t worry, I took care of that,” Remy said smoothly, leading her into the main lobby of the hotel. They past through the door and soon found themselves at the front desk getting a room key.

On the way to the elevator she turned on him. “And how exactly did you ‘take care of it’?” Michelle asked.

“I called in and said you had a throat infection so you cant talk or come into work,” he said with that mischievous look on his face again. And before Michelle could start to really lay into him he pressed her against the wall of the elevator and mashed his mouth against hers.

No matter how much she tried to hold onto her anger and fury she could feel it start to drain from her body as he kissed her and stroked her body in the elevator. When they reached their floor and broke apart she glared at him and said “don’t try and change the subject, I'm still going to kill you!”

“Oh yeah?” he teased and quickly reached under her arms and tickled her along that place on her ribs that made her collapse in giggles every time right before taking off down the hallway.

“Oh you are so dead!” she yelled, chasing after him. He managed to reach the room and get inside before she caught him. She managed to catch the door before it locked shut and rushed inside.

Remy was grinning like a fool on the other side of the big triple padded bed.

“And I thought you would be happy!” he said laughing as she chased him around the room, eventually randomly throwing pillows at him. The continued like this until Michelle finally toppled Remy over the edge of the bed onto his back. She straddled him, pinning his hips down so he couldn’t escape.

“Do you surrender?” she gasped, out of breath. All the chasing had worn her out but in that weird way it always had it turned her on. And from the hard bar of flesh she was feeling pressed between her thighs she knew Remy was feeling the same.

He looked her right in the eye, panting and stated “never.”

She reached down and grabbed the front of his shirt, pulling his back off the bed sheets and locked her arms around his neck, taking his mouth. Their teeth clicked and tongue wrestled against each other. Their clothes started to come off, the kiss breaking only long enough so their shirts could be tossed onto the floor. Michelle’s nails scratched down Remy’ chest making him grunt in pain and pleasure. His quick fingers undid her bra, wrenching it off of her arms, nearly tearing it and joining the growing pile on the floor.

Hands gripped and scratched flesh while they passionately made out, their bodies writhing and moving in synch with each other. Remy suddenly rolled over onto Michelle, pinning her to the bed his eyes couldn’t help but take in every inch of this body that he craved so much, watching her breasts gently roll across her chest. He reached for the zipper on her jeans and yanked it open, popping the button from its threads. Michelle was very far from caring.

Michelle watched Remy’ eyes cloud over with hungry lust as he looked at her, every muscle of his body clearly defined and moving, as if each one desired then nothing more then to take her. Her own body was echoing this sentiment. She watched him strip off her jeans and toss them aside. There was no gentleness, no teasing. His head ducked right down and immediately sucked her throbbing clit into his mouth.

His tongue rolled and sucked on the little bundle of nerves, giving it soft nibbles with his teeth. He slipped two of his long fingers into her pussy, massaging her wet walls, slipping in the river of juice that was gushing out of his girlfriend. He sucked hard on her clit, making her scream as he started pistoning his fingers into and out of her. Michelle clawed at the bed knowing if she grabbed his head she might leaves deep wounds in his scalp…again. Her hips rocked and rolled on their own, grinding her pussy into Remy’ face as he ate her. She soon came, hard and screaming his name, nearly tearing the sheets apart with her nails. Gargantuan was not a word she used often, but that was one fucking gargantuan orgasm.

But she wasn’t satisfied yet and neither was Remy. This time she actually did grab him by the hair and pulled his up onto the bed, now being the one to strip off his pants. Remy new she wasn’t thinking clearly cause she didn’t take the time to make sure she ripped the button off of his pants as she did.

Remy’ dick bobbed into view pulsing with his heartbeat, a drop of precum colleting at the very tip of his purple head. Michelle’s shoved his legs apart sucked half of his meat in one go, her tongue working and swirling around hit shaft and head. Remy groaned loud, mutter under his breath as she blew him. Coming back up to the tip she sucked and slurped at it, her hand stroking the quivering shaft. Her other hand caressed his balls, pulling them gently away from his body. Remy squirmed and bucked beneath her magic mouth as his fingers ran through her hair. Michelle speeded up her bobbing head when she felt Remy’ thighs start to tense against her arms. He groaned, nearly a scream, and came deep in her mouth.

Things were going too hot and heavy for Remy to even think of going soft even after cumming so hard. He pulled her up onto the bed and positioned her on her hands and knees. He took a moment to run his hands over her back and ass loving the feel of her curves under his hands. His girlfriend dug her nails into the soft sheet and pushed herself back against him, telling him to hurry. He lost no time in lining his dick up with her pussy and firmly shoving it into her. Michelle cried at the invasion, feeling every inch of her boyfriends cock slip into her tight insides, spreading her tight walls when the head came in. He was so hard she could feel every throbbing vein along the shaft, rubbing her slick insides.

Remy lost no time in starting to slap his hips against her ass, watching her cheeks ripple with the force of his thrusts. She met every one of his thrusts as he fucked her from behind. His fingers dug into her hips when he pulled her back hard for each thrust, diving deeper into her slippery cunt. The room filled with the sounds of pants, moans and the slapping of wet hip to ass, rapidly getting faster.

Remy reached underneath Michelle’s frantically heaving hips and placed two fingers on her clit, rubbing it in tight little circles. Immediately he felt her tense and stutter in her smooth motions as she started to cum on his dick, drenching him in slick juices that had him cumming as well deep inside her, filling her with his cum until it was dripping out.

Finally they both collapsed onto the bed, catching their breaths. With the absolute last of her strength, Michelle took a pillow and whopped Remy with it.

“What was that for,” Remy asked.

Michelle just shrugged her shoulders and said. “Just felt like it.”