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Kiwi Hospitality 1/2
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Subject: Kiwi 1 of 2
Date: Fri Jun 16 13:02:00 1995
Hello All!
Kiwi Hospitality.
It was just another trip to Christchurch, the garden city of New
Zealand. I was staying in my usual hotel and was glad to return there
at the end of the first day. I took a nap and when I woke up, I found
that it was past eight o'clock. Feeling hungry, I went down to the
restaurant for some food.
I was greeted by a hostess who quite took my breath away with her
looks. She was a willowy blonde with long, curly hair. I would put
her at about 5'6" with a 35-24-35 figure. She was dressed in a black
mini-skirt which must have been about 20cm high above the knee but
still she had more thigh to come! Her backside was full and rounded
something I could not ignore as she walked ahead of me.
The meal went quickly and because it was a quiet night I was able
to converse with this young lady, whose name was Tracey. It turned
out that we had some things in common such as running, sailing and
skiing. There was real chemistry between us that I had not
experienced for years and it seemed only natural to arrange to meet
for a drink.
I went up to my room and showered. To my surprise a knock sounded
on the door while I was drying. Wrapping a towel around myself I
opened the door to find Tracey there. I apologised and asked her in
while I got dressed. I returned to the bathroom and was towelling off
when I felt a cool draught on my back. Turning around I was greeted
by the sight of Tracey standing there in her underwear. This
consisted of a half-cup bra, high-cut bikini pants, suspender-belt
and white stockings. The underwear was all in a delicious shade of
pink.
Her body was everything I had imagined... ivory-skinned, trim and
curvy. I made a feeble attempt to cover my cock but the laughing look
in her eyes made me realise the futility of my gesture.
"I don't know about you," she said, "but I really want to fuck."
Her brazenness took me aback, but I was happy to agree. She came
towards me and started gently kissing my face and chest while running
her hands down my back. I could feel her full breasts and her thighs
pressing against me.
She worked her way down to my prick, which was now at half-mast.
She ran her fingers through my pubic hair and around my heavy balls.
Then, with excruciating slowness, she stroked up the shaft to my
glans. My cock rapidly hardened until it was quivering against my
belly. Tracey held my gaze and slowly, deliberately, dropped to her
knees in front of me. With an expert tongue she licked up and down
the length of my shaft before easing the head into her voluptuous
mouth. The sensation was incredible. While she sucked strongly on the
head, she held both her hands around the shaft and pumped up and
down. My own hands clutched at her blonde tresses as the ecstasy
mounted.
"Uuuuuhhhh, baby! I'm going to come!" I gasped as my balls
contracted and surged.
At the last moment Tracey lifted her mouth off so that the spurts
of creamy sperm shot out to spray her gorgeous tits. Staying on her
knees, Tracey undid the clasp between her breasts and removed her
bra.
"I want you to lick your come off me," she said.
I knelt down and ran my tongue over her tits to the protruding
nipples. She shuddered as I took each nipple into my mouth in turn
and bit gently on them. My come was now running down her chest and
stomach and I began to lick it up. I was surprised at the pleasant
taste and found myself getting horny again at the thought of what I
was doing with a woman who was a total stranger to me.
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