Tonight is the night...

the night we are going to meet for the first time.

We have been chatting for a long time and you are finally coming to me. Both of us are nervous about tonight, but there's no denying the inevitable. We have been wanting this for a very long time and our dreams are about to come true.

You call me and let me know that you made it to your hotel and that the flight was good. I tell you that I will be there and we will go out for dinner and we will get to know each other all over again. We agree to dress our sexiest and as revealing as we can without causing too much trouble with the men that will, no doubt, look their fill. I walk into the hotel bar and there you are sitting at the far end in the shadows. From what I can see, you look perfect.

Your top is very low cut and your breasts are straining to be released.

The bartender is definitely getting an eyeful. You haven't noticed me yet, so I watch you for a while.

You sip your drink and toy a drop from your lip. As I watch you, my softness starts to throb and my thong is instantly soaked with wanting you. I watch the men watching you. They keep looking down so they must be looking at your legs. The way they keep looking, your legs have to be fantastic.

You look up and see me and your beautiful mouth smiles at me. You smile all the way to your eyes. We are so excited and happy to finally see each other.

Smiling back at you, I see your gaze travel down my body. I am also wearing a very low cut revealing top. It's as if my breasts recognize your body already. My nipples pucker and are clearly visible through my lacy bra and almost see through top. The men in the bar can see that there is something between us and they wait in anticipation to see what will happen next. Slowly I walk toward you. My legs are bare and my skirt is short. My spiked heels make my legs appear longer than they are. You stand up as I reach you and we just look at each other, taking in every detail. As our eyes meet the connection is complete. We know that we are so totally made for each other. You look over my shoulder and I look over yours. You can hear the silence in the room, the only sound is the background music.

We know what they are waiting for and all eyes are on us. We each take a step forward and our lips meet for the first time. Our eyes close but we don't deepen the kiss. The shock of your lips finally on mine is my undoing and I open my mouth just enough for my tongue to poke out and I stroke your lips once...twice with my tongue. Around us, we hear barely audible moans.

These men are definitely getting what they wanted. The tip of your tongue just briefly meets mine. Lips still touching we smile against each other. Pulling away from each other is the hardest thing we've ever had to do.

We find a table in a corner where the light is dim.

No one will be able to see too much although I'm sure their imaginations will be running wild.

The waiter comes over and takes our orders for drinks and munchies. We are just holding hands under the table.

We don't want anyone to see anything more than they already have just yet.

But, I can't help myself and I put my arms around you and we hold each other until we hear a quiet "Ahem". With our arms still around each other we look into the smiling face of the waiter that has come back with our drinks. He says that our food will be out shortly and walks away. He looks back over his shoulder at us hoping to see something more than a hug.

He sighs with disappointment when there is nothing else to see. Neither of us has really noticed the decor of the bar and neither of us cares. We only have eyes for each other. Out of the corner of our eyes we notice that the men are still staring...

waiting..I look at you and my eyebrow arches in question. Should we or shouldn't we? Your smile tells me the answer and we lean toward each other again. Our eyes close and our lips meet again.

I can't believe how wonderful your lips feel and taste.

Mouths open a little more than before and our tongues meet more fully.

I groan deep in my throat and I hear a matching groan from you. I can't help myself at all now and my hand comes up to cup your breast, my thumb just grazes your nipple. You growl deep in your throat and your hand starts rubbing my leg and runs up what little there is of my skirt. My skirt rides up enough for the men behind us to see that I'm not wearing actual panties.

Still kissing each other your hand cups my soft place and kneads it gently and slides under towards my inner thigh. My hand presses more completely against your breast and I also knead you gently before pinching your nipple lightly enough to elicit another growl from you. By now my legs have uncrossed and are spread enough for you to reach between my legs. I feel your middle finger slowly move my thong aside and enter my already teasing wet softness. Your thumb gently presses against my personal place and I immediately gush all over your hand.

Gasping for breath during my orgasm our lips separate and we just stare at each other. You decide to give the men a show and slowly remove your hand from between my thighs. You are torturing them and me as you toy your lips and bring your hand up to your mouth to toy my cum from it. The moans around us are louder now and we are suddenly interrupted by the waiter bringing our food. We notice the telltale bulge in his pants and it is a huge one!! That makes us more horny for each other than ever before. We love the fact that men find two women together very exciting.

It's too bad that we aren't looking for length that night because he would have been fabulous. We take our time eating our food. Feeding each other has turned into a major turn on for both of us as well as everyone else in the room.

When it came time to order dessert a hush fell over the room, everyone waiting to see what we would order. We gazed at each other for a long time and we knew what we wanted. I turned to the waiter and said, "No thanks, I have my dessert right here.

" We paid our bill and walked out of the hotel bar.

Behind us there was a loud scrambling of chair legs on the floor.

When we reached the elevator we turned and there in the doorway was every heterosexual male that had been in the bar. Most, that we could see, had very telltale bulges in their pants.

Some were openly rubbing themselves as they waited to see if we would give them anymore.

When the elevator doors opened we walked inside and turned around to face the men waiting across the lobby. The last thing they saw before the doors blocked their view was you and me blowing them kisses. Arriving at your room you dropped your key. I don't know if it was on purpose or not, but it gave me the perfect opportunity to get a close up of your legs and soft place.

I knelt down to pick up the key and I couldn't help but reach out to caress a calf.

Your skin is so smooth and it feels so good to touch you. The anticipation is just about killing me...I want to taste you so much. I look around the hallway and seeing no one, I hand you the key and run both my hands up the outsides of your thighs and up under your skirt to your soft place.

You sigh at my touch and lean up against the door.

Still seeing no one in the hallway I push your skirt up over your hips and take in the sight of your almost shaved softness. It turns me on so much to see that you aren't wearing any panties. Leaning close, I take a deep breath. You smell so damn good and I can't wait to taste you. Just a little further and my tongue touches your personal place. You shudder and spread your legs further apart giving me better access to the most delicious softness ever. As my tongue snakes out to toy your softness again, we hear the elevator arrive at your floor. At this point I don't care who sees what I'm doing to you.

My tongue slips in between your soft edges and I suck them gently.

By now the elevator doors are open, but we don't hear anything. Glancing to the side all I see are men. The men from the bar.

Somehow they've found out what floor you were on and followed us. They're just standing there, rubbing their engorged lengths, not saying a word.

One of the men from the back just happens to have the room next to yours and he unlocks his door. As the men cross the hallway to enter his room my tongue snakes out quickly and toys you thoroughly. We know they are going to listen so we will definitely give them something to hear. By now your softness is so soaked and you are trembling so much you can't get the key in the lock.

I rise from my knees and retrieve the key from you and open your door. As soon as we are inside you push me back against the door and drop to your knees. You raise my skirt and immediately press your mouth against my own sopping wet softness. Your tongue moves my thong aside and you graze my personal place. With a moan I push my hands through your hair and hold your face to me. You need no further encouragement. Your hands come up to spread my soft edges and my legs part further. You push your tongue deep inside my softness and tongue play me until I cum all over your face.

Oh, God it feels so damn good to have my woman toying my softness. Making me cum.

Giving me the best orgasms I've ever had in my entire life.

I help you to your feet and our tongues finally meet the way they couldn't when we were in the bar. I can taste my softness on your lips and tongue.

Nothing has ever tasted so good...

except for your softness...Still kissing, we make our way over to the bed, which just happens to be on the same wall as the room next door where those men are listening.

Hotel walls are notoriously thin and we did our best to give them what they wanted. Stepping away from each other we slowly strip for each other. Leaving our shoes on we slowly remove our tops to reveal that we are both wearing very sheer lacy bras. Yours is red and mine is black. Our nipples are so hard its all we can do to wait to touch each other. Skirts are next. We put our thumbs in the waistbands and inch them down our legs to pool at our feet.

Stepping out of our skirts we unhook our bras and they, too, fall to the floor. All that's left is your in your pumps and me in mine plus my thong. You walk towards me and you just rip them from me. The look in your eyes tells me that we are done fooling around and that we were definitely getting down to business.

Since you started it, I was going to finish it. I can't wait anymore to have you completely. Grabbing you around the waist we are tit to tit and softness to softness.

Our hands are all over each other...caressing..grabbing..kneading...

everything we can get our hands on. Our mouths meet again in one of the most passionate kisses I have ever experienced. Tongues mating, sucking, toying each other. I finally get my hands on your tits and they feel so wonderful. I pluck at your already hard puckered nipples. Groaning into my mouth, your hands make their way back to my softness. You immediately shove two of your fingers inside me...then three.

Damn, woman, it feels so good. I can't wait for your mouth to be on me while your fingers are inside me. I want you to finger play me so I walk backwards toward the bed and sit down. My hands are still kneading your tits and gently pinching your nipples. You lean forward so you don't lose contact with my softness and you kneel over me, your tits right in my face.

My legs spread so you can finger play me easier. I hold one tit and bring the other to my mouth.

My tongue slowly circles your nipple and I pull the whole dusky pink of your nipple into my mouth and suck gently.

"Damn, " you exclaim loudly. "Oh baby, that feels so damn good.

Keep sucking my tits." From next door we hear a faint "Oh shit, here they go." I swear I could hear zippers being lowered. We giggle and continue our explorations. By now you're finger playing my softness so hard that I've already orgasmed. My softness is soaked and so is your hand.

You remove your hand from my softness and toy my juices off.

"Mmmm, baby, " you purr. "Your softness juices taste sooo good. I want my tongue in your softness again." "Let's 69, " I say. "I want my tongue in your softness again too." Climbing further on the bed we lie face to softness. Spreading our legs we both dive into each other. Lips and teeth sucking personal places, pulling gently. Tongues swirling around those personal places.

Flicking them, making them harden and extend out from their hoods. Our fingers spread each others soft edges open and tongues slide right in. We tongue play each other for what seems like hours until we both start bucking against each others faces. Moaning louder and louder we are both awash in each others cum.

Exhausted, we lay there, our faces still between each others thighs, breathing heavily. Reluctantly, you get to your knees and lean over the side of the bed to retrieve a bag.

Reaching inside the bag you come out with the hugest double headed dildo I've ever seen.

"Baby, that thing is never gonna fit inside us." Giggling you wiggle it at me and say, "It does, believe me. I tested it out before I brought it with me." Smiling widely, I ask "And how did you test it out?" Getting to my knees and grinning wickedly, I grab the dildo from you and ask again. "How did you test it?" To be continued...