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Dropping to her knees before him, Madison reached her hand up and pressed his heaving chest. “Life imitating art,” was all she said.
She unfastened his shorts and tugged at them. They had to be pulled out over his straining bulge. Madison knew he was excited and when she pulled his underwear down, she was pleasantly surprised. He was above average sized and hard as steel.
When his underwear dropped, Eugene was overcome with a cold chill. The glass of the elevator was freezing against his bare ass. He watched as Madison licked her red lips. He was so turned on he was afraid he’d bust loose before they even started. He needed a distraction.
Something to take his mind off the pleasure he knew she was going to give him.
The perverse feel of the situation only added to his arousal. There was the initial fear of the people below seeing his ass pressed against the glass. Then the fear of police forcing the door open and him being exposed for the tabloid television crews. The reaction of fans and his own downfall. Prison time and becoming someone’s bitch in a cell. But he was getting too far ahead of himself instead of concentrating on getting public sex.
Baseball…baseball always worked. He tried but when Madison grabbed his bat, Eugene knew he was a goner. Her hands gripped tight and with a smooth swing her mouth encased him. All the metaphors were useless because as soon as she grasped his balls Eugene felt like he had just hit a home run.
Madison rolled his balls in her palm and sucked Eugene into her mouth. She gagged as his cock tickled against the back of her throat, wanting more. Madison had the power and Eugene was utterly helpless to her in this vulnerable position. She was merciless in giving him a true life fantasy and he could barely control himself.
The sensations electrified his body as she sucked his cock in and out of her mouth. Her moans vibrated through him and to his tightened balls. It was heavenly.
Eugene began to gasp and wiggle around. His ass was frozen but his cock was a thermometer rising to a boiling point. He tried to control his urges, but it was useless. She was pumping him in and out of her mouth like a piston and he groaned as he erupted.
Madison moaned softly, taking the hot spurts of seed shooting from his loins. She milked him with her mouth until his knees buckled and he began to laugh.
“Shit, that tickles now.” Eugene was relieved and happy. He could actually say he really did write a scene from something that really happened. Of course, in the story the guy lasted fifteen minutes.
Madison stood up. Wiped the small bit of drool off the corner of her mouth and cleared her throat. She flicked the switch back up on the elevator and Eugene quickly tried to pull his pants up. There was a loud ding and as he zipped up, the doors opened and a couple of older women stepped into the elevator. He strained not to shout because he didn’t get everything tucked away and his pubes got caught in the zipper. It may not seem like something bad but having your ball hair yanked isn’t fun.
The ladies looked at Madison by the door and Eugene shifting in the back. “Young man, are you okay? You look like you’re about to cry or something.”
He looked up and replied, “No, I just, umm, I need to lay down I’m not feeling too well.”
Madison turned as the elevator bell rang, “Oh, come on, you big baby, we’ll order room service. You need to stay inside all night.”
“Yes, dear.” Eugene grabbed Madison’s hand and she led him down the hall.
As the doors closed the ladies began to giggle. “He just got a blow job,” said one.
“Yup,” said the other, shaking her head. “I remember those days. Funny how these youngsters think they invented sex.”
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“I want to be up front here, Eugene. I’m not looking for a husband or a boyfriend or anything like that. This is my time to have some well-deserved fun. After this week I’m not going to wait by the phone for a call, and don’t want you expecting it either. I’ll make you a deal and spend this week with you. No ties, no strings, no…well maybe some rope.
We’ll have one of those summer flings everyone talks about.”
She stopped, waiting for an answer or response from him. “Well? Do you understand what I’m saying?”
“I’m sorry, I was in dreamland somewhere, what did you say?”
Madison put her hand on her hip in a huff and was close to smacking Eugene upside the head.
“Okay…I heard you. I agree totally. If this is supposed to be a week of fun in the sun, then let’s have some fun. We came up here to eat, so let’s get something from room service—what are you hungry for?” He looked
toward the desk for the hotel directory.
“Actually I’m not that hungry now, I just had a mouthful. What do you feel like eating?”
Eugene turned around and smiled wickedly. His eyes lowered to the bottom of her bathing suit.
Madison wiggled her eyebrows in approval. “I see. You want to eat out now.”
“Oh, yeah. I’m a sucker for eating out. Can’t get enough of it.”
