My Mind Unleashed

I got back to my hotel room, got cleaned up, and figured I should get some sleep. I had a busy day ahead of me.

Suddenly, there was a knock on my door. I looked through the peephole; it was the concierge. I opened the door and she said to me, "I was hoping you wanted to touch me some more".

I took her hand, told her to come in, and I led her over to the bed. I sat on the bed, my back against the headboard. I had her sit in my lap, with her back against me, and her head resting on my shoulder.

I unbuttoned her blouse and opened it. I caressed her stomach, then moved my hands to her breasts. I pulled her bra down so I could see and touch her breasts.

I began softly kissing her neck. Her moans, her breathing, her scent, her whispers of pleasure drove me crazy.

I whispered in her ear, and told her to take off the rest of her clothes.

I didn't even have to tell her to spread her legs; she did it on her own, like a good girl.

I placed my hand between her legs. I whispered in her ear, "I love how wet you are".

I moved my hand away from between her legs. I told her, "I want to see you touch yourself". She put her hand between her legs, and started rubbing her clit. I told her to do it slowly.

I reached down and placed two fingers inside her.

After a little while, I whispered, "Place that finger inside of you".

Her finger was inside along with my two fingers.

With my other hand, I started rubbing her clit. I instructed her to rub it too, with her other hand.

She was enjoying every second; moaning and occasionally shouting expletives.

I could feel she was beginning to orgasm. As she began to cum, she removed her hands from herself, and grabbed my arms tightly. Her orgasm was really intense. Her nails were digging into my skin.

I lightly pinched her clit and that pushed her over the edge. She scratched up my arms as her orgasm intensified. I said, "You like that, don't you?" She shouted, "Yes! Don't stop!"

As she finished and started to relax, her body went limp.

I caressed her body as she came down from her orgasm high.

She didn't stay very long after that. I told her she could stay, but she decided not to.

For the rest of the time I was in town, I was very busy. Unfortunately, I didn't get to see her again before I went back home.

I had to go on a business trip for my job for a few days. While away, I was going to be pretty busy each day, except for one day. One day, I had nothing on my schedule and was free to do anything I wanted. I had never been to this city before.

I looked online for things to do. I didn't know the area or if these things/places were worth doing/going to. Then, I noticed a little sign on the desk in my room. The hotel had concierge service. That's who I need to ask for suggestions on what to do.

I went downstairs to the lobby. As I looked around for the concierge, I noticed a beautiful woman sitting at a desk. I thought to myself, 'please don't be the concierge'. The only reason I thought that is because I had a lot of work to do while in town. I couldn't be sexually distracted.

Just my luck, she was the concierge. I sat down at her desk, which was more like a table; it had no sides and no back to it.

She began asking me questions about why I'm in town. Then, she asked me what sort of things I like to do. I couldn't help but smile as I thought of the dirty/naughty list. But, I told her the clean/non-sexual list.

She began searching on her computer. I leaned back a little to catch a glimpse of her legs. They were sexy. I hoped to get between them at some point.

She began suggesting things to do and places to go. None of them peaked my interest. All my interest was on her.

She could tell I wasn't interested in any of those places/activities. She kept searching. Then, she mentioned something else; a tour of the city by limo. I told her, I'd be interested in that, but it probably wouldn't be much fun going alone. I asked her if she wanted to go with me. She said hotel employees are not allowed to go places with guests. I told her if she's off the clock, then it's none of their business what she does with her free time. She agreed with me and said she would go. She scheduled it for that night at 8:00.

Around 7:45, I went outside to wait for the limo. I didn't see the concierge anywhere.

About 10 minutes later, the limo pulled up. Still no concierge. The driver got out and opened the door for me to get in. There she was, already in the limo. I must have had a confused look on my face. She laughed and said the driver picked her up at her place first.

I got in and noticed the privacy window, between the driver and us, was down. I hoped it wouldn't stay that way.

We got on our way, and the driver said he was going to put up the privacy window, but if we need anything, we should press some button. I wasn't really paying attention. I just wanted that window up.

The tour came with a complimentary bottle of champagne. The concierge poured us some. We were riding around and she was pointing things out and telling me about them. Honestly, I wanted to know things about her, not the city's history.

When there was a pause in the history lesson, I grabbed the opportunity and started asking her questions about herself. I was trying to read her and get a sense of her sexual side. Like, if I were to put my hand up her skirt, would she slap me or spread her legs for me.

I kept the first several questions casual. Then, I shifted to more personal type questions. I asked if she was married, she said no. I asked if she had a boyfriend, she said no. I then asked if she had a girlfriend. She laughed, surprised by my question, and said no. I noticed that question made her blush. I took that as a good sign. I then asked her if she ever wanted a girlfriend. I could tell that question made her nervous. So far, her response consisted of, 'Um. Well. Um'. I told her she didn't have to answer that. She looked relieved.

I put my glass of champagne down and then I took her glass from her hand and put it down. I asked her if I could kiss her. She hesitated a bit, but then said yes. I took her hand and told her to sit on my lap. She sat sideways on my lap. I placed my hand on her face, pulled her to me, and began kissing her.

I then moved my hand to her lower thigh and gently moved my hand upward. My hand made it up her skirt. I caressed her inner thigh. My other hand was softly rubbing her back.

I placed my hand, inside and down the front of her panties. She was incredibly wet. I stopped kissing her just for a moment to whisper in her ear. I told her to spread her legs for me. She did, like a good girl. I began slowly rubbing her clit.

I placed my other hand, inside and down the back of her panties. I inserted 2 fingers inside her.

I told her to show me her breasts. She did. I began kissing, licking, sucking, and lightly biting her nipples.

She was getting wetter and wetter.

I inserted a 3rd finger inside her. I could tell she really loved that. I told her not to cum yet.

I began rubbing her clit a little bit faster. I also fingered her a little faster. Her moaning got louder.

I whispered in her ear, asking, "Are you gonna cum for me"? She said yes. I asked, "When"? She answered with, "When you tell me to". That turned me on so much.

I went faster. I told her to cum for me. Her entire body began to shake. She began playing with her breasts. My hands were getting wetter by the second. She pulled my head into her breasts. I sucked on her nipples as she came for me. She was so loud. The driver had to have heard her.

As she started to relax, I removed both my hands from her panties. She was dripping off my fingers. Her panties were soaked as well.

I told her to go sit on top of the mini bar. I then went over there, removed her panties, got on my knees, and told her to place her feet on my shoulders.

She had both hands firmly gripping the mini bar as I began licking her clit.

After a while, I took her clit inside my mouth and began sucking it. Not too hard, but not too softly. She immediately started shaking. She loudly said she was going to cum. I continued sucking her clit until she was done cumming.

By that time, the tour was just about over. We got ourselves together just as the driver put the privacy window down. He said we're almost back at the hotel and he hoped we enjoyed the tour. I think that was the best tour I've ever been on.

Every once in a while, I got the pleasure of seeing this incredibly gorgeous, sexy receptionist.

For a while, we were just acquaintances; seeing each other only when I went there. When I saw her, I always told her how nice she looked, and that it was great to see her. I asked how she was doing. Just some casual chatting/flirting. Though, deep down inside, I wanted to have my way with her right there on the receptionist's desk. But, I do have some control over my impulses. Well, most of the time.

We grew from acquaintances to friends, after I told her I had a dirty dream about her. We exchanged numbers and occasionally hung out on the weekends. It was all casual.

Well, I did try to touch her the second time we hung out. I figured she wanted to considering we started talking and hanging out after I told her about the dream I had about her. But, when I touched her, I got the, "Wait. Please stop."

Each time we hung out, it got harder for me. I felt like a caged animal and she was prey, pressed up against the outside of my cage. My urges became stronger and stronger. I didn't want to be a bitch and tell her, if she doesn't give herself to me then we can't be friends. I didn't want to be that kind of person. I guess I was just going to have to find a way to deal with it. She was a great person and we had a lot in common.

Around 10:30, on a Saturday morning, I called the receptionist. When she answered, I said 'hi' and asked her what she was doing. She told me she had just gotten out of the shower. What was she trying to do to me? The images that flooded my mind. I love that look; wearing nothing but a towel and dripping wet. She's trying to tease me.

I took a deep breath and let it roll off me. I asked her if she wanted to have dinner with me later. She immediately answered, 'yes'. I told her I'd pick her up at 7:00.

I got there a little before 7:00, but even so, she was ready and waiting like a good girl. She looked gorgeous, wearing a sexy sundress and heels. The cage animal feelings emerged.

We had a good time at dinner. We talked, we laughed, we enjoyed each other's company.

I watched her intently. I watched her lips move while she spoke. I watched her hands, her eyes, every movement she made. I was beginning to come undone.

I excused myself from the table and went outside for some fresh air. I needed to calm down and get a grip.

After a few minutes, I went back inside and asked if she was ready to go.

We got back to her place. I had no intentions of staying, but she asked me to come in for a drink.

As we're talking and drinking wine, I kept noticing her dress strap falling off her shoulder. She would put it back up, and it would fall back down again shortly after. It was driving me crazy.

She went to the kitchen to get more wine. I soon followed her. I stood right behind her. She turned around, startled, and nearly dropped the bottle. I apologized for startling her. I took the bottle from her hand and placed it on the counter.

I took her hands and placed them behind her back, holding them there with my hands. I began kissing her.

I then moved and started kissing her neck and shoulders. She didn't stop me.

I let her hands go so my hands could explore her body. I placed my hands on her breasts. She wasn't wearing a bra. I slowly pulled down her dress straps, all the way down until the top half of her dress was off. Her nipples were nice and hard. I began kissing and licking her nipples. Occasionally placing her nipples in my mouth to suck on them.

I placed my hands on her ass, over her dress, and caressed and grabbed it. She was either, not wearing any panties or she was wearing a thong. Either way was fine with me.

I put my hands up her dress and repeatedly grabbed her ass.

I turned her around, got on my knees, and slowly pulled the rest of her dress off. She was wearing a thong. A black one. I pulled down her thong, but not all the way off. I began licking between her legs from behind. Her legs began shaking. She held on to the kitchen counter for dear life. She tasted so damn good. It was certainly worth waiting for.

Her moans got louder and more intense. She reached around and placed one of her hands on the back of my head.

She started to lose her balance. I stopped. I pulled down her panties the rest of the way. I then led her into the living room. I laid on the couch and told her to straddle my face.

She put both hands on the top of my head and began grinding my face.

After a little while, her entire body tensed up. Her moans turned into short, frequent gasps.

She then let out an extremely loud moan and closed her legs a little. My head was locked between. She pushed herself into my face. She grinded my face and tongue hard, as she climaxed.

Once she was done, she got up and fell onto the other half of the couch. Her legs were still trembling.

The entire lower part of my face was covered in her. She tasted so good.

She looked completely spent. Exhausted, drained, and weak. She'd soon realize that was just the beginning. I had a lot more in store for her.

I ran out to my car real quick, opened the trunk, and grabbed my goodie bag. In the bag, there were: a couple pairs of handcuffs, a couple vibrators, a strapon, a couple dildos, blindfolds, a riding crop, rope, and massage oil. She had a long night ahead of her.

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