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They had only chatted on the Internet a couple times, but that was enough to know they should meet. They found each other in a chat room and seemed to make an instant connection. They shared a common interest and upon learning they lived only twenty miles apart, each decided to act on the situation. He said he had never met anyone over the net, but she had done it a couple times before with success. She pulled up to the hotel in her red convertible and entered the parking lot. Driving around back, she found room 117 as they had discussed. She got out of the car and pushed her black leather skirt down. She checked herself in the reflection of her window, grabbed her purse and closed the car door. She knocked one time.

"It's open." She turned the knob and pushed the door open. He was sitting on the couch across the room, a drink in his hand. "Welcome. Did you have any trouble finding the place?"

"No. Your directions were great." She looked him over, he was reasonably attractive with seemingly a nice physique.

"Can I pour you a drink? I'm having whiskey."

"That would be great ... with ice please."

He scanned her long legs, his eyes rising from her high heels and up her shapely legs. He stood and walked to the wet bar. As he poured her drink, she took a seat on the couch next to where he had been sitting. She crossed her legs, her skirt riding up her hips and exposing more of her tanned skin. He handed her the glass as he sat back on the couch beside her. They talked about the city, small talk really, as they sipped on their drinks. After fifteen minutes of polite conversation, he was ready for some fun. At least he was hoping it would be fun.

"Should we get down to why we are here?"

"I think we should. Will you excuse me for a minute?" She stood, grabbed her bag and walked towards the restroom. Closing the door behind her, she quickly pulled her sweater over her head. She possessed large firm breasts. The kind men love to fantasize about. She unzipped her skirt and let it drop to the floor. She looked at herself in the mirror and admired what she saw. She was wearing a royal blue body stocking with holes cut around her nipples and crotchless in design as the fabric stretched between her thighs. It was a thong from the backside with just the briefest of fabric stretching up to her neck. From her bag, she pulled out a twelve inch long, one and one-half inch thick penis shaped vibrator and a little device that had two marbles attached by strings to a small base unit.

Meanwhile, he had moved into the separate bedroom and removed all his clothes. He had applied generous portions of baby oil to his body, paying close attention to his nipples, cock and balls. His body was shaved smooth with his mustache as his only body hair. They had chatted about this and she had commented that she found the smooth look particularly exciting. He was standing in the bedroom facing the bathroom; his semi-erect nine inch cock pointing in her direction.

"Are you ready for me?" She called out from behind the closed door.

"I'm semi-ready" he responded, trying for a little levity as he found his nervousness rising. As she walked out, he couldn't believe how lucky he was to be standing there at that moment. She cut a striking figure in the bodysuit and heels.

"Before we begin, I could use your help." She walked up to him and handed him the balls on the string. He had a confused look on his face. She turned to face away from him and bent over, her hands on her knees. Her beautifully shaped ass pointing up at him. "Please be a doll and help me with those." He realized what she wanted, he had seen this on a movie some time ago but never in person.

"It helps if you cover them in saliva first. They are clean." He put the marbles in his mouth, then one at a time slid them through the rim of her asshole.

"Please turn the switch on for me." As he did, she stood straight up and let out a low moan of pleasure. She turned to face him, "They bounce around inside and feel so very good. Now it's your party, where would you like me?"

"Anyplace you are comfortable is fine with me." Pulling the bedspread to the floor, she crawled onto the sheets. She rolled onto her back and spread her legs wide apart for him, her heels digging into the mattress. He was at the end of the bed staring at her beautiful body. His hand encircled his hardening cock and he began to stroke himself. She turned her twelve-inch vibrator on and began to tease her clit. They watched one another, neither saying a word. After a few minutes of foreplay with the vibrator, she began to ease it between her blood engorged pussy lips. She slowly fucked herself with the large vibrator as he watched. His hands were moving over his oiled body, but never moving far from his erection.

His cock was solid in his hand as he watched this beautiful lady writhing on the bed before him. He reached into the ice bucket and grabbed three small ice cubes. After pushing them around his body, he brought them between his legs. In quick succession, he slid each of them inside his asshole. The sudden cold invading his body sent shivers through him. Her left hand teased her nipples as she used her heel to slowly pump the vibrator into her body. They continued to play with themselves and fuck the others mind for close to thirty minutes before he knew he could last no longer.

He stretched out on the end of the bed, his hand quickly pumping his cock. A giant stream of cum shot from his cock and landed on his chest and neck. He continued to milk cum from his cock, it bubbling out the tip and over his fingers. She watched and waited until he was finished with himself. She brought the vibrating penis to her clit, a wave of pleasure swept over her body. She collapsed on the bed for a couple minutes. She turned off the marbles and pulled them from her ass, then abruptly stood. "You were great. Send me an email in a month or so and I'd be happy to meet you again." She grabbed her bag and keys and walked out the door ... wearing only the bodysuit and heels.