Hotel Once More

Our tour group had been together for about a week and new friendships were being established. Leni came from a different country and was ten years older than me. She had a wonderful smile and a very nice body which I had instantly noticed when we first met. My reason for the trip was research as I was preparing a series of history talks later in the year and this tour was going to visit many places of interest. Leni, on the other hand, was interested in visiting new places and meeting new people. We hit if off as soon as we met. We seemed to spark off each other and shared a similar sense of humour.

As our friendship grew each day, it was also the case that we pushed our boundaries by asking more and more details of our lives and our tastes. One day when we were traveling on the bus we talked about physical desire and I made a joke about how women appeared to be left frustrated by men who finished first and early! Leni replied that she knew this well, but sometimes this led to greater solo things. She laughed, then blushed as she realised she was being very open indeed. Even though we moved the conversation on, I could feel the familiar sensation in my cock as it twitched when she said 'solo'. Looking back, it was this casual conversation that changed everything.

We each had our own hotel rooms when we stopped in a city, and that night it was no different. This was our seventh night on the tour and we were in Vienna. As it was late when we got in Leni and I walked to our floor and said goodnight as usual as we headed in different directions. Over my shoulder I jokingly asked which room she was in and said I'd call to say goodnight again. Once in the room I threw my bags on the floor and stripped. As I stood in front of the mirror before my shower, my cock was swelling up at the thought of Leni and her 'solo' remark. After my shower I lay down on my bed naked. My cock was rock hard and as I edged around it I shuddered. It was then that I remembered Leni's room number. I lifted the hotel phone and called her room number. She answered immediately.

My sexual state of arousal was intense before we spoke and I tried to sound calm as she asked me how my room was. I could feel my breath quicken as she then asked what I was doing?. By now of course the phone was in my left hand and my right hand was firmly wrapped around my swollen cock and gently pumping. As I looked down the tip was so full and smooth with just a little hint of pre-cum beginning to ooze. I told Leni that I was just out of the shower and was cooling down on the bed. She laughed, then told me that was exactly what she was doing. After a little silence she quietly asked if I was naked. Thinking that she was just being funny I said yes I was, then I asked the same question back, when she softly replied yes I felt an incredible sexual surge from ass right to the tip of my cock. We both went quiet but I could hear her breathing harder, I gently asked what she was doing now and she told me she had her legs wide open and was edging herself. I could barely breathe and speak now as I was pumping hard. Through deep breaths she asked me to tell her what I was doing to myself. As I told her about hand pumping my cock I could hear her moaning. I asked her to tell me more. She told me that she had been feeling aroused all day since our chat on the bus and she knew that she had to release her sexual energy, so, like me, she had stripped and showered before lying naked on her bed. She told me how she had gently teased her nipples with her fingers and caressed her neck and thighs before moving between her legs. As she was opening her lips to tease her clit I phoned. I told her that my cock was so hard and the pleasure was so intense that I knew I would cum soon. I also told her that I had just taken the pre-cum juice from my tip and smeared it on my lips. She was repeatedly tasting herself, too, she told me.

As we each talked more about what we were doing to ourselves, our voices began to break up. Leni was now moaning so loudly that I knew I was on a countdown to orgasm. I asked what she was now doing and she told me she had three fingers inside her and was fucking herself. That was the trigger for me. I could feel the surge of fluids rise up from within me. I was still on my back and my pumping was intense. Leni was now gasping for breath as her own orgasm was taking grip. At the same time we both cried out and released, as I could hear Leni say yes, yes, my first cum spurted out of my cock and shot up past my face and over my shoulder; the second spurt landed on my face and covered my lips; the third fell on my chest and the final string landed on stomach.

Leni was still moaning as I tasted the cum that was on my lips. As I told her what I was doing she gasped more and continued to cum. It was the most beautiful sounds I had ever heard.

Exhausted and drained, I lay there with my cum all over my body and my hand trembling holding the phone. Leni whispered that she had the most intense orgasm of her life and that she so wet that the sheets beneath her were now soaked. After a while we agreed that showers were required for us both and that sleep was needed, so we said goodnight and arranged to meet for breakfast in the morning.  

The next morning we met for breakfast and simply smiled at each other. Over the next number of years we often phoned each other and had the most wonderful phone sex you could imagine, but those stories are for another time.