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Joanne relaxed on the bed, trying to concentrate on her college textbook, knowing she wasn't going to remember one word of it. "Why doesn't he call?" Her mind ran around and around that one thought, unable to settle down to anything else.
She'd been so thrilled coming out here on the train, looking forward to plunging headfirst into all the fun and sex they'd been planning for months. "Just check in to the hotel by the highway, and I'll call you there." Was she too impatient, to expect him to call her as soon as she got there? Damn right she was impatient, her pussy was boiling for his cock, and she wasn't in the habit of denying its needs.
Lying there, naked and ready on the hotel room bed, she reached her hand back to touch that aching hole, running her fingers lightly over the ultra-sensitive skin. "Mmmmm, god, all this waiting has me going crazy!" she thought to herself as a flush of heat ran through her in response to her touch. "Well if the bastard's gonna keep me waiting, I sure ain't gonna wait for him!" and she started stroking herself with more pressure, reveling in the shots of pleasure shooting through her cunt.
Joanne loved her cunt, the feel of its soft, sensitive lips, the tiny opening to her deeper treasures. The tightness made every fuck a mind-blowing experience, and ever since the first time, she couldn't get enough of it. She was a small-built girl, lithe and slender, and she loved the feeling of being totally overwhelmed by a man, his big cock practically splitting her in two as he speared her little body. Just thinking about it had her dribbling pussy juice out of her tight opening, her clit standing up, begging to be touched.
Gently teasing herself, she let a hand slip down over her soft thigh, round to come into contact with her wet little hole. "Ohhhhhh!" she sighed as she parted her pussy lips and sunk her finger in there, wiggling it around to touch all her most sensitive parts, "I'm so on fire! I could just about blow already!"
Just then the ringing of the phone broke the tension of the moment. Joanne hastily scrambled across the room and grabbed it from its cradle. "Hello? Is that you?" she gasped.
"Patience, patience, Jo, you'll get it soon enough," he laughed, then his voice turned softer, "Is that pink pussy all wet and for me?"
"You know it is, I'm practically cumming just listening to your voice" she moaned, reaching down and stroking her burning cunt. "I've just gotta see you, gotta fuck you, or I'll lose my mind!"
"My dick's like a piece of iron here too, babe," he growled down the phone at her, "I want you here on your back, spreading that little cunt for me!" Then his voice turned mock-serious, "Ready for your instructions, my little slut?" He didn't wait for an answer. "Get that hot little body scrubbed down, bathed and fresh, all ready for the fucking of its life in 30 minutes. 433 Hogarth. Be there, baby!" and the phone went dead.
"Gahhh!" Joanne moaned, "30 minutes! Bathed? Fresh? I'm ready for him now!" but even as she grumbled to herself, she was dashing for the bathroom, following his orders as the only hope for getting her needs fulfilled.
Scrubbing up in the shower, though, she slowed a little. With a body in dire need of dick, there was no way she was going to be able to smooth those suds over herself without getting all heated up again. Her tiny titties felt wonderful under her soapy hands, the nipples hardening to nubs like little clits in their sensitivity. Stroking over her firm young butt felt like heaven too, her cunt and asshole involuntarily spasming from the contact that promised a closer touch. That butt was just so smooth and sexily fleshy, she loved it when she was fucking and the guy reached back to pull her asscheeks wide apart, just like this!
"Stop, stop, stop, Jo, you're never going to get out of his shower if you keep that up!" she berated herself, snatching her hands away from her ass. She really had to get this finished and get down there before he escaped her again! Running the soap over her pussy, she tried to stay businesslike, but it was useless, she just had to touch herself again, feel the rushes of pussy-pleasure radiating out from that rock-hard clit and aching hole. She spread herself wide, thinking of the big dick that was going to go plunging in there, ripping her apart, filling her to her very depths….....
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