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By Paula (Address withheld by request)


As soon as he entered the reception hall I knew something was different. I saw him enter with a confidence that was a pleasure to behold. The band was playing a slow piece and I tried to pretend that I did not notice his entrance.

He walked slowly over to the table where my girl friend and I were sitting and I felt my heart begin to beat wildly. He quietly asked me to dance. I accepted and as we were dancing he said, "You make a good dancing partner, partner."

I responded, "Thank you, partner." Not too original but what was a girl to say. I noticed that he smelled of shave cream and lotion as well as a distinct male odor. Boy, what a turn on.

He said that his name was Greg and I liked that name. We danced several times ad watched the wedding reception procedures with humor and interest.

As the reception was closing and the bride and groom were leaving he asked if he could escort me to my room in the hotel. I nodded my head in a hesitant way. This did not seem right and I was a little nervous as well as excited.

We arrived at my door and I took out my key card to slip it into the slot. As is usual for me it did not work and the door did not open. He gently took the card and slipped it into the key slot. Presto the green light went on and he opened the door easily. I started to step inside and he followed me.

I whispered, "You shouldn't be inside here." Why a whisper?

He whispered back, "You know that is not true."

He than took me in his arms and kissed me with a soft touch that made me knees weak. As he ended the kiss he ordered softly "This time, soft and open."

I followed his directions without a thought. His tongue teased mine and I felt myself beginning to really meet his. Dam he tasted good. And I felt really sexy.

As we were kissing, his hand gently unzipped the back of my party dress. The thin straps slipped down my arms and the dress fell in a puddle of silk on the floor. The bra was next. He expertly unhooked the back and I was left with just my panties.

At this point I remember saying, "Maybe we should stop now?"

He sort of chuckled and whispered again, "It is too late for that."

Before I realized it I was on the bed and he directed me to rise up as he eased my panties down below my knees. Much to my surprise I helped him slide them off.

I don't know how he managed to get undressed but it was very quick. Soon he was stroking my sex and I felt my body traveling up the passion path. I was truly hot and moaned softly as he teased my clit. His lips were kissing my breasts and soon he was working his way down to my teased pussy. When his tongue found my clit, I instinctively arched my back and groaned with a sigh.

By now my body was in control and all reservations of the mind were gone. My legs were wide open and I was ready for anything he had to offer. He stopped just as I thought I had reached my peak. How did he know that?

He worked his way up to my lips and I felt his cock enter part way into my wet pussy. I arched again and forced his manhood to enter all the way. It felt so right. My hands went to his buttocks to pull him deep. I humped to get more of him. I went over the edge with my climax and truthfully lost consciousness for a few seconds. I felt him spend his juices into my pulsating pussy and I gloried in feeling his throbbing cock.

I glanced at the clock and it read 1:35. Both of us fell asleep. Sleeping spoon like with his hand under my head on my breast. I woke at 2:20 because he was gently rubbing my nipple and it was growing hard. I groaned and asked, "Are we going to do it again?"

He responded with a soft grunt, saying, "I haven't finished with you yet." And with that he turned me on my tummy and raised my ass. His one hand worked on my left breast and I liked that. His other hand began to stroke my pussy and his fingers found my clit. My tits began to feel heavy, nipples erect and my clit was loving his work down there. His cock entered me from behind and just rested in my sex. Filling me completely.

I found as I pursued the path of passion again that I could not be still. I wanted that cock moving in my honey pot. I began humping and pushing and squirming. He chuckled and moved as well.

"Hump, Paula, hump. That's it! Good girl." I did, and again he came and I loved it as I went over the edge again and again with him.

As he climbed off me, I felt the cool of the room. He considerately pulled the blanket over us as we dozed again.

As I napped a saying my mother often said came to mind. "Animals sweat, men perspire, ladies glow." Well I was glowing from he exertions of this night. Dam, it was good.

The clock said 3:45 as I woke due to Greg's stirring. I looked up and realized that he was dressed. He leaned over me, squeezed my right tit, and said, "I have a plane to catch. See you again, partner!"

Wow, I sure hoped so!