by Red Snapper
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Later that evening while she was strolling away from the limousine, the hollow echo of her footsteps followed her through the complete-darkness of the long alley that led her toward the hotel. The late September air was cool, crisp, and cloudless as the full moon shined bright just behind the exquisite hotel. When she finally made it toward the end of the alley toward Main Street, she could see the entrance to the hotel to her left. She sighed while she wondered why the limousine driver dropped her off so far from the front of the hotel.
She finally made it to the front entrance and stepped into the hotel foyer. When she stepped into the exquisite edifice, Caramel quickly strolled over toward the Concierge station just to the right of the guest services desk as instructed. It was as if they were inspecting her to arrive when the clerk immediately smiled and said, “Miss Love right…we’ve been inspecting your arrival. Just let me check you in and get you your key. While the Concierge was checking her in she thought, “Now that’s what I’m talking about…but who’s this John…I can’t remember who he might be. I guess I’ll find out soon enough.”
The clerk gave her the suite key and instructed her to take the elevator to the executive floor. When she made her way toward the elevators she thought, “What if he doesn’t like me…why did he pick me out of all the females at the benefit? I hope he knows what he’s dealing with toying with me.”
The elevator doors finally opened and she stepped into the empty plush elevator car. She closed her eyes while the doors immediately closed and rode up the smooth elevator ride to the executive floor while she thought, “Remember what happened the last time you got an invite from some big shot…just relax and everything will be just fine.”
Suddenly she began to reminiscence about that cold October night in 2005. She was invited to a party at Howard University after a rival football game with some friends. She remembered it vividly as she remembered entering the dorm where the party was being held. She remembered how dark that place was while she envisioned strolling through the overcrowded dorm.
She remembered taking a cocktail from one of the football players when he said, “Just try it…I know you’ll like it…trust me.”
After she gulped it down, before she could take three steps she felt herself spinning out of control, while she fell toward the floor. All she could remember while the drug had her hallucinating in and out of her mind was the laughter of about ten guys from the football team who flipped her over and repeatedly sodomized her and made her perform oral sex on each one of them. They continued taking advantage of her until her rectum was bleeding profusely. After a few seconds of this thought, she quickly closed her eyes again, trying to erase the grimy shadows from her mind.
When the elevator doors immediately opened, Caramel sighed heavily as if this was her first time doing something like this. She had always been involved in-group sexual activities, but this was different, this was a request for her by name. Again, she reminisced briefly on an incident that took place a few years prior when she was first indoctrinated into this game. That experience almost cost her, her life while she thought about how her John thrashed her so bad that she nearly checked out permanently. She continued down the well-illuminated exquisite hall, observing the many paintings on the walls when she finally made it to Suite 215. While she was now standing in front of the door, she sighed heavily again gazing at the gold plated numbers on the Maplewood door. She tried to shake the thoughts of that night out of her mind as she tried to convince herself that this was different and that this man was not a beast like the one before.
She took the key from her purse and unhurriedly swiped it, waiting for the tiny light to flash green. It was funny because while she observed the light turning green, it was as if it was some sort of passage to go forth on this particular quest. Maybe deep down she was hoping for the light to turn red, which in her mind would have indicated that she shouldn’t go through with it. However, because it turned green, she sighed while she thought, “This must be meant to be.”
She slowly strolled into the suite, observing its exquisiteness while she glanced around, ensuring that her client was not already there. She browsed over toward her left and instantly noticed how the flames crackled in the fireplace and how the view of the elegant suite overlooked the National Mall. She slowly strolled over toward the full bar where she searched for her chosen beverage, quickly finding it and pouring herself a drink. Now feeling a little anxious, she quickly gulped down the glass of Hennessy, immediately filling the glass again. When she was about to quickly gulp down the second glass, she caught a glimpse of her reflection in the mirror directly behind the bar. She gazed at her appealing countenance as she thought, “You need to just calm down and relax…just take it easy…it’ll be fine…It’ll be FINE.”
She continued to gaze at her reflection while she smiled slightly and slowly lowered the glass to the bar as she said aloud, “I’m just gonna be me.”
2
Congressman Thomas Alan Whetstone a self-made multi-millionaire who has a long list of enemies, business competitors, political rivals, and mistresses too numerous to count has always been a political force to reckon with, but his kryptonite so to speak has always been a room full of gorgeous women. It didn’t matter the persuasion, as long as he had several at his disposal is all that matter to him. For that reason, when he first laid eyes on Caramel Love, she made his nature rise to the occasion and like most men in his influential class, he knew he had to have her notched as a score on his penis.
When he first laid eyes on her when she entered the Big Buddies Social Benefit the night prior, he knew that he had to have her. She sauntered in with several of the other escorts from the agency wearing an ebony Charlotte back appliqué dress with rhinestone crisscross strapped sandals equipped with 4” heels. Her shoulder length hair was flawless and her make-up was so unblemished that it looked as if she was a star on the red carpet. He hoped that she would look just as pleasing as he prepared to enter the extravagant hotel.
When he entered the hotel he was being extremely discreet, trying not to bring any attention toward him while he drifted passed the Concierge station. Although he was, wearing sunglasses and wearing incredibly plain apparel, when the clerk saw him she quickly acknowledged his presence by discreetly nodded her head toward him. He smiled slightly as he returned the nod while he made his way toward the elevators. He now stood in front of the elevator doors when he thought, “I need to get a better plan for doing this…this one is just too flawed.”
The elevator doors opened and when he stepped into the elevator, there were two uncanny individuals on the elevator car. One was a very petite Asian woman who seemed to have an issue with the smell in the atmosphere or something because she stood there with an inexplicable grimace on her face. The other was a tall Caucasian man, who seemed like he had a lot on his mind while he constantly rocked back and forth impatiently. The elevator stopped just two floors short of his destination with the doors opening up wide. He gazed outside the elevator with his eyes, careful not moving a muscle while he hoped that no one else was going to enter the elevator. He watched while the grimacing Asian woman slowly strolled out the elevator, mumbling something under her breath.
The doors closed while the fidgety tall man continued to rock back and forth. The elevator swiftly made its way to the executive floor when the sound of the bell chiming indicated that they were at their destination. The elevator doors swished open while Thomas gazed at the man when he gestured for him to exit the elevator first. The man glanced back at him while he motioned for Thomas to exit. He sighed while he thought, “I know he’s not trying to follow me is he?”
Thomas smiled when he leisurely stepped out of the elevator. The uneasy man immediately stepped out of the elevator behind him as the doors swiftly closed. Thomas was now deeply concerned about this poor bizarre guy whose actions seemed to display that he may be a potential threat. He slowly strolled down the extensive executive hallway, ke
eping his distant while he observed his movements from the corner of his eye.
Suddenly, the man stopped about two suites down at Suite 211, pulled out his key card and swiped it, entering therein. When Thomas witnessed this, he quickly sighed with relief as he now thought, “I’ve really got to stop being so paranoid.”
He continued down the hall until he reached the suite. He stood there for a second gazing at the numbers 215 ensuring that it was the correct room. He sighed while he slowly raised his fist to knock on the door. As he knocked on the door he thought, “I really hope she likes me...I’m so ready for this…I can taste it.”
Seconds later, she slowly opened the door while Thomas’ eyes grew huge. She was standing there dressed in a red long satin gown with an empire waist style and a sweetheart neckline. She was wearing matching red glamour girl lace slippers with 4” enamel heels. Her cold black hair was draping on her shoulders, which looked like she just came from the hairdresser, and her make-up was impeccable.
She smiled while she responded, “So are you gonna come in or do you want me to come out there?”
He smiled as he replied, “Ummm…please forgive my manners…I’ll just come in.”
He quickly stepped into the suite removing his sunglasses while he now stood by the door. She motioned for him to enter the service area of the suite while she sauntered toward the bar. While she moved toward the bar, Thomas couldn’t keep his eyes off her. She was so beautiful, even more then he had imagined. As he sat down on the couch, she gazed at him seductively and asked, “What would you like to drink?”
He sighed as his mind went totally blank as he tried to remember what he wanted. Before he could answer she responded, “I bet you’re a Cristal type of guy aren’t you?”
He smiled in amazement as he responded, “How did you know that?”
She smiled as she took out two crystal glasses out of the bar and opened the bottle to pour the drinks. After pouring them, she sat the bottle down on the counter, picked up the drinks and then unhurriedly strolled over to the couch where he was sitting. She gave him a glass as she slowly lowered herself down to sit next to him. When she lowered herself, her face was about an inch from his face with her lips just about an inch away. The fragrance of White Diamond mixed with the aroma of her cherry flavor red lipstick was all he could smell when he began to feel his nature rise. She smiled as she slowly positioned herself about three inches from him, with her sexy legs crossed in his direction. She smiled when she asked, “So Mr. Silver Fox are you comfortable?”
He smiled slightly when he gasped for air. He had been with numerous women before, but none as alluring as this one. This only intrigued him even more while he took in the intonation of her sweet raspy voice.
“When I saw you last night I knew then that I wanted to get to know you better.”
She smiled while she sipped her drink and then responded, “So what is it that you want to know about me?”
He laughed slightly while he tried hard to wrestle with the hypnotic aroma of her perfume.
“I can’t explain it but I’m just so attracted to you.”
She gazed at him for a second with a serious expression when she replied, “You really don’t want to get to know about me…its best that you just forget you met me!” “I can see to it that you get your money refunded to you.”
When she stood to her feet, he just gazed up at her confused. He quickly grabbed her right hand when he responded, “What’s this nonsense? I just got here.” “Why are you trying to get rid of me…am I not desirable to you?”
She smiled while she pulled him up to her as she answered his question, “You’re very attractive Mr. Silver Fox…it’s not you, I just feel you don’t need any of my drama in your life. He smiled while he put his right hand on her cheek.
“Whatever it is that you’re going through, let’s not spoil it tonight…I really want to get to know you so please let’s just relax and have a nice evening shall we?”
She looked at him deep into his soul as she allowed him to kiss her, allowing his tongue to dance deep into her mouth. The kiss was so seductive that he immediately felt his nature pressing against his slacks. She rubbed his back with her left hand while she reached down grabbing his manhood with her right. When she got a grip of his sex, she cooed as she said, “You seem extremely tense. Maybe I should take care of this big problem for you.”
He moaned slightly as he responded, “Please…do.”
With that, she slowly began to kiss him on his neck while she unbuttoned his shirt. He knew he wanted her as his manhood stiffened even more in his pants and her fingers stroked it through the fabric while they continued to kiss passionately. Their mouths met in a wet fiery kiss while her tongue thrusted deep into his mouth. She pulled his shirt over his head and tore at his slacks. Her long manicured fingernails raked down the bare skin of his back as they continued to kiss. She dropped to her knees and raked her fingernails down his stomach leaving red welts down his white torso. Caramel looked up at him with her sexy brown eyes while she took his manhood into her mouth. Her head bobbed over his dick as she buried her nose against his pelvis deep throating him with each stroke. Her thumb expertly massaged the underside of his shaft as she mouth fucked him bringing him to the brink of orgasm before she stopped cold. He groaned with disappointment. She continued to tease him repeatedly until she stood up and led him back to the couch.
She gazed into his eyes when she asked him this question, “Are you sure you want to go further?”
He looked at her confused while he breathed heavily, “What are you talking about…yes I want to go forward.”
She smiled while she replied, “You really don’t get it do you…okay…it’s your turn then baby,” she said playfully while she lay on the couch. He moved up as he lay on top of her, removing her gown as he kissed her deeply. They’re bodies grounding together in an impassioned frenzy. He kissed the nape of her neck as she moaned seductively. He planted soft butterfly kisses down to her fantastic breasts, which were firm and round with medium hard nipples. Caramel cradled his head while she moaned as he sucked and nibbled on her sensitive nipples.
He continued his journey down her luscious body while he kissed his way to her belly button and his tongue slithered around it making her moan louder. He settled between her splayed thighs when he looked at her panties. Suddenly he looked at her panties closely when he tried to clear his eyes. He looked again when he realized that she was a transsexual.
He sighed as he thought, “What…the fuck is this shit?”
He looked up at her in complete shock as she continued to moan at his touch. At first, he was angry as he thought about striking her, but he thought as he continued to gaze at her, “She’s so fuckin’ beautiful and I’ve got to have her. I’m too far gone at this point to stop now and I don’t care what’s between her sexy legs. I can’t believe this but this shit kind of excites me...really who’s gonna know?”
He tentatively touched her hard shaft through her panties. It was about seven inches long and extremely hard. It was warm and while he stroked it, his passion consumed him. He was no longer tentative. He was consumed with her sex and he needed her, all of her. He moved back up to her face while they started to kiss again becoming extremely intimate. Thomas moved down as he started to suck on her glorious breasts. Suddenly Thomas’ undershirt came off and she became extremely aggressive. She got on top of him, ripping the rest of his clothes off and immediately started to suck on his semi-hard shaft again. She sucked him until he was rock hard and about to cum, but she must have known because she stopped and just stared at him. He could see the big bulge in her thong panties as he got down on his knees and pulled her panties off her.
There it was the first up close encounter he had ever had with a male shaft. It was looking at him straight in the eyes. He started to sweat as he glanced up at Caramel; she winked at him knowing that he was intrigued with her masculine sex. He took her big shaft in his hand and started to stroke it s
lowly. He felt how powerful it was as he took his other hand and grabbed ahold of her big balls. They were very heavy and her skin was smooth. He looked down at it as he began to lick her sex.
At first, he was nervous, but then he really got into it. His mouth began to explore her shaft and balls while he began to suck it in deep, his mouth was licking, drooling, salivating. His mouth made those dirty slurping sounds while he bobbed his head up and down on her sex.
After a few minutes of this, she stopped him and then proceeded to lead him to the bedroom. When they reached the bedroom and walked over toward the bed she seductively said, “Bend over…now.”
He smiled as he complied. He trusted her and he knew he wanted her. Thomas wasn't sure exactly how it was done, but he bent over and spread his cheeks as if he had seen some girls do for him occasionally. She laughed while she said, “You know…you’re really cute.”
3
“Another day in the life of me,” Caramel thought while she stood by the sliding door smoking her Newport menthol filtered cigarette. She was careful not to allow her smoke to enter the room as she immediately stepped out on the balcony toward the panoramic view of the city. An unambiguous observation of the Washington Monument was all she could distinguish as she further glanced down toward the crowd that was beginning to roam the entire area of the mall. She turned around slightly while she observed her lover sleeping after a hot and passionate session of unadulterated sex. She could hear the obnoxious snoring that was also blending in with the reverberation of the city traffic when she thought, “I know I fucked his ass good last night…listen to that shit…he sounds like a fuckin’ pig in there wheezing like a fool.”