Perverted

 

Andrea sometimes thought she was lucky that whenever she was in the mood for easy quickie sex, she always seemed to be in the mood for fairly perverted sex too. It made everything simpler, looking for both at once.

She was away for work, stuck in a hotel, waiting for a meeting, and bored. She put on a dress, a work dress, fairly dull and conservative, and went down to the hotel bar.

She found a guy, and sat down beside him. He looked at her, and smiled.

“Don’t bother,” she said.

He looked a little offended, but didn’t make a fuss. He shrugged, and said, “Sorry,” and that seemed to be that.

She looked at him for a moment, waiting just in case, but that was all he said. He didn’t say anything more.

That was good. That was why she’d told him not to bother. She needed to know he wasn’t a dick.

“Hey,” she said, after a moment. “I meant, don’t bother with asking if I want a drink.”

He turned back towards her. He seemed a little more interested in her, suddenly.

She leaned over, and whispered, “I want to suck your cock. For an hour. I’m the most perverted person you’ll ever meet, and I want you to come my mouth, like now.”

He looked at her. He didn’t speak. He actually seemed quite stunned.

She liked that. She liked it a lot.

“Upstairs?” she said.

He nodded, and stood up.

In her room, she knelt down, and sucked his cock almost before the door was closed. He watched her in the mirror beside the door. She sucked him, and undressed them both as she did. She threw his clothes on a chair, all except his tie. She kept that, and when he was naked, she said, “Go jump in the shower.”

“But…” he said, confused.

“Yep,” she said. She got why. She’d already had him in her mouth. “But go get in the shower anyway.

That time he did. She finished undressing while he was in there. She wrapped his tie around her wrists.

When he came out he was wearing a towel. He noticed the tie and grinned. She took the towel off him, and led him to the bed, and sat him down. Then she sucked him again. She sucked him, and rubbed herself as she did, slowly, teasing herself.

“Lift up your feet,” she said, after a while.

He seemed confused, so she pushed, showing him. Lifting his feet up in the air. He seemed self-conscious. He probably hadn’t done this before. She lifted his feet, and made him hold them up there, and then she licked his ass. It was perverted and wrong and she felt sexy doing it. She liked doing it a lot. She licked his ass, then licked his balls, and sucked his cock, too. She licked from his asshole to the end of his cock and back again, sucking his balls as she went past. She got him all slippery and wet, and masturbated herself as she licked him.

She felt kinky and filthy and depraved, and he must have thought so too.

He came, everywhere, while she had his balls in her mouth. It went in the air, and came down on her, on her face and hair, and on his tummy. She slid up, and put the end of him in her mouth, and sucked the last of it out of him as he finished, then she licked his tummy too, licking it up, smiling.

She sucked him some more, until he was interested again, then she sat on his face and rode him. As she did she leaned forward, to sixty-nine, and pretty quickly she came.

She finished him off again, just to be polite. Then she sat up. She slid sideways, off him.

“Do you want to fuck me as well?” she said.

He looked at her, and didn’t answer. He didn’t seem to care.

“You can if you want,” she said. “I don’t mind.”

He didn’t seem that fussed.

“Okay,” she said, and unwound his tie and handed it back to him. “I’m going to jump in the shower,” she said. “Thank you and bye, yeah?”

He looked at her. He didn’t move.

“Um, thank you and bye meaning it’s time to go,” she said.

He understood, and got off the bed, and went over and got his pants. He tried to say thank you. He tried to say she was wonderful, and ask for her number. She shook her head, and closed the bathroom door, and started running water.

He was gone when she got out. He hadn’t stolen anything, either, so that was nice too.