My Night with Qing-Li

It was a rainy evening when I walked down to the hotel lounge. For a first-time trip to the United Kingdom, it has been pretty uneventful. There was so much I wanted to do and see and I only had a week left.

I sat at the bar and ordered a drink, thinking about what I could do with my time left. Lost in my thoughts, I didn't even notice the incredibly adorable Chinese woman sitting next to me.

She was with another man who just left. Judging by the ring on her finger, I assume it was her husband. I didn't think anything of it until she accidentally knocked my drink over.

"Oh, I'm so sorry!" she said, grabbing napkins to clean up the liquid.

"It's okay. Totally my fault," I laugh. I look at her and try not to stare. Her bright smile made my heart skip and her low-cut black top, a hint of cleavage, slightly exposed bra, and short, frilly skirt made my cock jump in my pants.

"You're not from here, are you?" she asked, noticing my American accent.

"Neither are you," I smile, noticing her accent.

Blushing a bit, she acknowledges her Chinese origin and the accent she tried so hard to change.

"Hey, it's okay. More than okay. I actually find it very sexy," I say with a smirk.

The woman blushes deeply and tries to hide her smile.

"How about you replace my drink and we'll call it even, Miss..." I say, fishing for her name.

"Elizabeth," she says with a beautiful smile.

"Hi, Elizabeth," I smile, shaking her dainty hand firmly.

Over the next hour, we drink and talk, telling stories of where we're originally from, this unfamiliar land, our jobs, the weather, everything. It's such an easy and carefree conversation that we don't realize just how much we've had to drink.

The clock above the bar chimes. It's late. As we get up to leave, I ask for her number. I know I'm not here for much longer, but it was so nice to talk and have fun with someone, I want to do it again. Patting my pockets, I realize I left my phone upstairs.

"Aw, shoot. My phone is in my room. Do you...do you want to come up for a minute?" I ask.

"Well..." said Elizabeth, unsure if she should.

I grab her hand and she practically melts.

"Sure...just for a minute...so you can get my number," she relents.

The ride up in the elevator is tense and exciting. My heart beats a little faster. I catch Elizabeth fixing her hair and her skirt in the reflection of the elevator wall. The ding signifies we've reached my floor and snaps us out of our own thoughts.

She follows me to my room. The click of the lock breaks the silence as I open the door to my room. Since this was supposed to be a nice vacation for myself, I spent the extra money and got a suite. The large bed sits in the middle of the room among fancy furniture and a bar. My cologne hangs in the air, sending a shiver up Elizabeth's back.

Nervously, she steps into the room. She fidgets a bit. She knows she's not supposed to be here.

Walking further into the room, she stands near the bed and waits for me. I grab my phone and wait for her to give me her digits.

"Maybe I shouldn't," she says, having second thoughts.

"I really enjoyed talking to you," I tell her. "And I know you did too. How about this. I'll give you my phone. If you want to put your number in your can. If you want, you can give me a fake number and that will be that."

I stand in front of her and hand her the phone. It's at this moment that I notice how much bigger I am than Elizabeth. I practically loom over her as I smell the faint scent of her perfume. It smells gorgeous, just like how she looks.

Feeling my presence, Elizabeth takes a step back. Her fingers hesitate for a moment. She thinks about the past hour and how it made her feel. She puts her real number in quickly. So quickly that she entered it under her real name.

Elizabeth hands me the phone and I look.

"Qing-Li?"

She blushes deeply. "Oh...that's...that's my real name." Elizabeth was so comfortable, so at ease that she let down her guard, and it was too late to go back.

I take a step forward. Anxiously, she takes a step back and realizes she is against the wall with nowhere to go.

"It's beautiful," I say softly. "You're beautiful."

I place my fingers under her chin and lift her face up. Slowly, I lean in and gently press my lips against hers. Her heart flutters in excitement as our eyes connect. A contented little moan escapes her lips as we kiss again, more definitive this time.

Our mouths open and tongues briefly connect. Elizabeth's breath quickens and her skin tingles. Wrapping my arms around her tiny waist, I pull her close against my body. She gasps feeling my hard cock press against her through my pants.

Our tongues wrestle, sliding and gliding across each other, the kisses becoming more frantic, more passionate.

I press Elizabeth up against the wall and place my leg between hers. Elizabeth's eyes grow wide, a shaky gasp shatters the silence. Her pussy aches from the unexpected touch. Overcome with lust, she begins to swivel her hips, slowly grinding against my thigh. Her little whimpers only serve to make me push my leg into her more.

Tilting Elizabeth's head to the side, I purposely kiss and lick her sensitive neck and collar bone. Her grinding grows more forceful, practically humping my leg she's so needy. My strong hands rises from her waist, up her tight stomach, cupping her perky breasts through her pretty black top.

"Oh, god," she whispers, continuing her mindless dance on my thigh. I can already feel her soaking through her panties. Lifting her skirt up with my other hand, I smile broadly seeing the huge wet spot on Elizabeth's pretty gray and black lace undies.

The little bow on the waistband sways hypnotically with her grinds.

In one swift motion, I pull her top off. Elizabeth tries to cover up, almost embarrassed, before once again losing herself on my thigh. My cock grows stiff, admiring her cute black and purple bra, my eyes drifting to her inviting cleavage. I slide my hand inside her bra, gripping her tits. My fingers dance across her nipples, making them stiff and sensitive.

Completely in my control, I take Elizabeth's small, dainty hand and guide it to my cock. She gasps, her bright eyes looking up at me.

"Wow," she says quietly, gripping my cock, realizing how big and thick I am.

I remove my leg from between her thighs, noticing the big wet spot she left on my pants. Instinctively, Elizabeth drops to her knees, her shaking hands fumbling with my belt buckle. I place my hand on hers, steadying it as she pulls down the zipper.

Reaching in my pants, she grips my cock and pulls it out.

She stares at my cock in her tiny hands, making it look even bigger. She gives it a few long strokes, unsure if she can take it all. It's so much bigger and thicker than her husband's. Nervously, Elizabeth looks to me. I nod and place my hand on the back of her head. Dutifully, she spreads her beautiful red lips and slowly takes me in her warm mouth.

I moan slightly as she sucks on the head of my cock. Little by little, her mouth opens wider, taking more and more of me down her throat. Her red lipstick leaves stains on my shaft as her head moves back and forth with more confidence. Overcome with excitement, her hand slides down her panties, playing with her wet, throbbing pussy.

Her slurps and moans echo in the hotel room as she bobs up and down faster and faster.

"GUH GUH GUH GUH!" sounds come from Elizabeth when I begin thrusting, fucking her mouth.

"All of it," I tell her.

With a big breath, Elizabeth tries to take my entire cock down her throat.

"More. More!" I encourage, pushing her head down, forcing my entire cock is in her little mouth. She gags loudly, her spit coating my cock, dripping onto my balls. I can hear her playing with herself frantically as her face gets redder and redder. Finally, I release her and she pulls away, gasping for air.

"Good girl," I praise her, petting her head. She wipes the drool from her chin and off her chest and smiles.

"Now it's your turn," I tell her, picking her up from her knees. I turn around and push her onto the bed, her cute tits bouncing in her bra. Reaching under her skirt, I sensually pull down her drenched panties. Balling them up, I place them in my pocket, telling Elizabeth "These are mine now."

Flipping her skirt up, I admire her small, dripping pussy. I watch Elizabeth's face as I graze my fingers against her sensitive area, smirking as her expressions change. Her brown eyes roll in the back of her head when I ease my middle finger in. Taking my time, I push it in and out, warming her up. Getting her ready.

"Mmm!" she groans when I force a second finger in. She's so tight and sensitive, her entire body tenses up. Curling my fingers up inside her, I push them in and out steadily. Slowly, Elizabeth's pussy opens up, leaving a small pool of her juices forming on the sheets.

"AH!" cries Elizabeth when my tongue connects with her swollen clit. I work it around and around with my tongue, manipulating it. Up and down, up and down, up and down. Then left and right, left and right, left and right. Her tiny body arches up with each hungry lick, her head thrown back in ecstasy.

Like a hungry animal, I lap and devour her pretty cunt. She grabs my hair, compelling me to continue. Grinding against my face, her juices drip from my chin. My fingers shove in and out, making her thrash and twist on the bed. Enveloping her buzzing clit with my lips, I suck hard, pulling with my mouth. I can't hear what she's groaning, but I'm pretty sure it's no longer English.

Elizabeth is ready.

I stand up and remove my shirt and turn her onto her stomach. My hands grip her cute little ass, fingers digging in. She gets on all fours, presenting herself to me. Grabbing my stiff cock, I slap her throbbing pussy several times, her knees buckling from the force on her sensitive parts.

Slowly, I ease the head of my cock into Elizabeth, stretching her. She groans loudly, gripping the sheets, knowing there is more.

"Ooooooooooh!" she groans loudly as my thick, hard cock pushes deeper and deeper. "So big!" she says, her accent getting louder, turning me on even more. Holding her hips, I steadily thrust in and out, her little pussy gripping me tightly. My balls sway and slap her pussy over and over, torturing her with additional pleasure.

Placing my hand on the back of her neck, I hold Elizabeth in place, making her take it.

My strokes become faster and harder. I raise my other hand and bring it down hard on her little bottom. SMACK! Elizabeth cries out, but does not stop me. I do it again. SMACK! She cries louder. My hand moves from her neck to her hair, gripping it tightly. I pull back on it, raising her head. SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK!

Her ass begins to get red and she tightens up on me even more. I fuck her as fast as I can, my cock plunging in and out, our bodies colliding over and over. And then it happens.

"I'm cumming!" Elizabeth screams, soaking my cock with her precious cum.

Her pussy contracts over and over and she buries her face into the bed and groans in ecstasy. I ease my cock out of her, watching her open and close, her legs trembling. My fingers run up and down her back before unhooking her bra, letting her know we're not done.

She turns over, her face a mixture of shock and pleasure. Breathing heavily, Elizabeth smiles that perfect smile. Sitting next to her, I grab her hand and pull her up, placing her in my lap. She shudders while guiding my cock back into her eager pussy. We kiss repeatedly, overcome by our undeniable chemistry.

Our tongues flick and fight as she starts to ride me, her cum, dripping down my shaft. My strong hands grip her back, pulling her body against mine, bouncing her up and down.

Leaning her back, I drop my hand down and wrap my mouth around her dark, pert nipple. My tongue swirls around it, making it hard and sensitive. Sucking hard, Elizabeth tightens around me. I switch to her other nipple and down the same. She tightens even more. Rocking back and forth, she loses herself on my cock, groaning in my ear. Her legs and arms wrap around me, fingernails digging into my back.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" she cries out with every bounce, her accent even thicker now.

I pick Elizabeth up and toss her onto the bed. Grabbing her fit legs, I place them on my shoulders and shove my thick cock inside her quivering cunt. I lean forward, pressing into her as far as I can.

"It's so deep!" yelled Elizabeth, mouth hanging open in shock. My entire cock plunges deep inside her, spreading her more than she's ever been spread before. My balls rhythmically slap against her ass with each thrust while her tits hypnotically bounce. Elizabeth grips my cock tightly with each forceful push. Our breaths become heavy, sweat glistening off our bodies. We're both so close.

I summon all my remaining strength and fuck her as hard and fast as I can. The bed shakes and slams into the wall. Our moans can no doubt be heard in the next room.

We don't care. We're lost in this moment.

"Do it," I tell her. "Cum for me. Cum for me, Qing-Li!"

Elizabeth's eyes grow wide and she gasps loudly. Hearing her real name while being fucked is an unexpected thrill and it sends her over the edge.

"Wǒ yào shè le!" Elizabeth screams as she squirts all over my cock. Fluids gush from her trembling pussy, soaking me. Her body quakes and spasms from the intense orgasm rippling through her entire body. Her rapidly contracting pussy squeezes my cock and I groan.

"Cum in me!" begs Elizabeth. "I want it! Give me your baby!"

"Fuuuuuuck!" I yell as the cum rushes out of me. Shot after shot after shot after shot fills Elizabeth's pretty little cunt. My loads are always big, but tonight they're absolutely huge. She shivers in surprise at just how much gushes out of me.

"It's so warm!" she moans, her eyes rolling in the back of head. Reaching down, she grabs my shaft, stroking it, coaxing out the last few drops, not wanting any to go to waste.

When I finally stop, I lean down and kiss Elizabeth deeply. We both know we've just experienced the most incredible sex of our lives and can only thank each other with more kisses. Her face is red, her makeup smeared, and her hair a mess.

I ease out of her, cum oozing from her worn out pussy onto the sheets. We are both exhausted and lay there in silence for several minutes. Looking at the clock, Elizabeth realizes how late it is and rushes to get dressed. She doesn't ask for her panties back. She knows they're mine now.

Fixing her hair as best as she can, she rushes towards the door, cum dripping down her thighs. I grab her hand and pull her close to me. We kiss one final time, her body melting into mine. We look into each other's eyes and I softly ask "Tomorrow?"

She opens the door and steps out into the hallway.

Before it shuts, Elizabeth looks back, smiles that amazing smile and says, "Tomorrow."