This story was automatically created with AI assistance. All characters are adults. 18+.
She sat alone in her hotel room, the lights of Munich glittering outside her window. The memory of the evening still made her glow inside, but that glow had long since transformed into something much more tangible. She was a pianist, and her music had captivated the audience. Yet it wasn’t just the music that made her shine tonight, but the presence of his body in the front row. He was her tour manager, and she’d known him for months, but tonight she’d seen something in his eyes that made her pussy wet. She felt her panties already soaking through early in the evening as she played, while he watched her.
The day had been hectic, but the tension had morphed into a different kind of energy. As she sat on stage, hands over the keys, her gaze met his. He stood there, and she saw his eyes glide over her body, over her breasts beneath the dress, over her legs. She felt caught, as if he knew she was already imagining him fucking her. The way he looked at her made her nipples harden, and for a moment she forgot the music. She pressed her thighs together to control the growing wetness between her legs.
After the show, she fled to her hotel room. She tore the dress off her body and stood before the mirror in just her panties and bra. Her breasts were heavy, her nipples standing hard. She ran her hand over her belly, lower, until she felt the wet spot on her panties. She slid her hand inside and began to stroke her wet cunt. Her fingers glided easily over her swollen labia, and she moaned softly. “Fuck,” she whispered, imagining how he would fuck her. She closed her eyes and massaged her clit until she was on the verge of climax, but she stopped. She wanted him. She wanted his cock.
With trembling fingers, she grabbed the phone and dialed his number. He answered after the first ring. “I’m down in the lobby,” he said, his voice making her shiver. “Can I come up to you?” She hesitated only a moment, her fingers still stroking her wet cunt. “Yes, come up,” she breathed. She hung up and tore off her panties. She stood naked, breasts free, cunt dripping wet, and waited.
The knock at the door made her heart race. She opened it, and he stood there in a dark shirt, sleeves rolled up, veins visible on his forearms. His eyes darkened when he saw her naked. “My God,” he murmured, stepping in and closing the door behind him. She stood there, letting him look at her body. “You’ve been watching me all evening,” she said softly. “I knew what you wanted.” He stepped closer, his breath hot on her skin. “And what did I want?” “For me to fuck you,” she whispered.
He laughed softly, but it wasn’t a laugh of amusement. It was the laugh of a man getting what he wants. “No,” he said, his voice deep and rough. “I want to fuck you. Hard. Until you scream.” She felt her pussy grow even wetter at those words. She stepped closer and began unbuttoning his shirt. Her fingers trembled with anticipation. She pushed the shirt off his shoulders and ran her hands over his bare chest, over the hard muscles that tensed under her touch. “You’re so fucking hot,” she murmured.
He grabbed her hips and pulled her against him. She felt his hard cock through his pants pressing against her belly. She moaned and rubbed against him, feeling the heat radiating from him. “I want to see it,” she whispered. “I want your cock in my mouth.” He smiled, a dangerous smile, and opened his belt. His pants fell to the floor, and his cock sprang out, hard and long, the glistening head slick with arousal. She swallowed. It was huge, thicker than anything she’d ever had. “Do you like it?” he asked, wrapping his hand around the shaft and stroking it a few times.
She didn’t answer. Instead, she dropped to her knees right in front of him. She looked up at him as she extended her tongue and lightly touched the tip of his cock. The taste of salt and man made her tremble. She opened her mouth and took the entire head in, surrounding it with her lips and sucking gently. He groaned and grabbed her hair. “Yeah, that’s good,” he panted. She moved her head back and forth, letting his cock slide deeper into her mouth until she almost had it all in. Her tongue played with the underside of his head while her hands cupped his balls and massaged them gently.
He pulled her head back, only to push it down onto his cock again, harder this time. She let him, enjoying the feeling of being used. Her mouth was full of him, her saliva running down his shaft. She heard his panting, felt his pelvis thrust against her face. “You’re fucking good at this,” he panted. “But I want to fuck you now. I want to be inside your wet cunt.” She let his cock go, a thin strand of saliva connecting her lips to his head. “Then fuck me,” she breathed. “Hard.”
He pulled her up and threw her onto the bed. She landed on her back, her legs automatically spreading as he came over her. He leaned down and took one of her nipples into his mouth. She arched up as his tongue circled the hard nub. “My breasts, yes,” she moaned. “Suck them.” He switched to the other breast while his hand slid between her legs. His fingers found her wet cunt and slid in effortlessly. She cried out as he entered her with two fingers. “So tight,” he murmured against her skin. “And so wet.” He began moving his fingers inside her, slowly at first, then faster. She clawed at the sheets and thrust her pelvis against his hand.
“Please,” she begged. “I want your cock.” He straightened up and positioned himself between her legs. The head of his hard cock touched her wet lips. She felt the heat radiating from him, and her cunt twitched with desire. He rubbed the head over her clit, and she screamed. “Just fuck me, goddammit!”
He laughed and thrust forward. With a single, hard push, he entered her. She screamed loudly as he filled her, as he stretched her tight cunt. “God, you’re so tight,” he panted, staying inside her, getting used to her tightness. She felt her walls pulsing around him. “Move,” she begged. “Please, fuck me.”
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