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I travel for work. This memory happened while I was in Atlanta. I was 25 at the time.

Immediately once the wheels touched down on my flight I was already swiping. I hadn’t been laid in 3 weeks. Fun needed to be had.

While in my Uber to the hotel I received a notification “MATCH” from Tinder. Let’s call her Giselle.

Giselle was 21. Her eyes were brown and radiated energy. Her curly brunette hair fell to her shoulders. Tiny freckles on her high cheek bones. She had thin lips with a hometown girl smile. She was cute in a girl-next-door way. The tom-boy who found her feminine side later vibes.

As for her figure, she was 5’2 (according to her user account). Her breasts were small and perky. Her ass was big for her frame, she definitely did her squats. Athletically petite is the best way to describe her.

She reached out to me (in my user account I mention my massage abilities). We didn’t chat long (message – We both had similar mindsets to what this was…

I met her in my hotel lobby at 9 that night. She wore a white jacket with a blue tank underneath (it was summer) and yoga pants. I wore a pair of casual nice pants and a nice t-shirt (commando underneath).

She was a little nervous and timid at first. Expected. She was meeting a stranger in a hotel. So I suggested we grab a few drinks at the hotel bar.

Comfort and trust = hotter sex

We chatted over red wine. She was someone who talked fast when nervous. But she settled down after a glass. Our conversation was intriguing and flowed. She was a fun person. She spoke with passion and excitement. A type of person your energy feels rejuvenated around.

Red wine has all the time been an aphrodisiac for me… So after round 3, my hormones and naughty mind were racing.

I wanted her. Our laughs into silent lustful gazes became more frequent. I knew it was time to make my move.

“I think now is a perfect time for your massage” I hinted as I placed my hand on her leg under the table. Her skin was smooth and soft…

I could see the adrenaline rush light up her eyes. She nodded a smile yes. I paid for the drinks (be a gentleman fellas. Even if it is a sex-first type of relationship.)

Once the elevator door closed (with just us on it) I leaned in and kissed her soft lips once. Sensually pulling away. So our lips disconnected from each other as slowly as efficient.

We both wanted more but the art of the tease is to enhance those urges…

I led her down the hall, my right hand on her lower back.

Once we stepped inside my hotel room the door shut behind us, I had to taste her lips again. I turned and kissed her. My right hand gripped the back of her neck while my left was on her lower back. I kissed her against the wall. Deep and hard with passion. An electricity passed between our lips. My cock grew hard as her body pressed up against mine. Tongues swirled.

I kissed her neck while my hands grabbed her ass. She moaned softly in my ear from my tongue swirling and the feeling of my hot breath on her soft rosy skin.

I pulled away. I kept eye contact as I slowlyyyy pulled down the zipper to her hoodie. I took it off for her. Then pulled her tank over her head.

She wore no bra. Her small, dark nipples were rock hard. My mouth had to be on them. I took each of them into my mouth. Rotating. Sucking in while her hands pulled lightly my hair. The flick of my tongue on her hard nipples made her moan and gasp for me.

She then unbuttoned my shirt…

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