Princess After Dark - The Traveler

Princess and I decide to have a little fun for date night. We pick out a hotel with a bar that is close to the airport. After checking in, Princess changes into her little black dress—you know the one. I go down to the bar ahead of time, finding a seat in the far corner with a view of most of the room. Moments later, Princess follows, but she takes a seat away from me. Since no one knows we are together, it is time to let the fun begin.

We both watch the room while sipping our cocktails. After a little while, an older, distinguished gentleman walks up to the bar. He has salt-and-pepper hair, a neatly trimmed beard, and wears a business-casual suit with a loosened tie. Honestly, he looks tired. She must have caught his eye because despite several available seats, he walks right over to Princess.

“Is this seat taken?” he asks.

She replies with a shake of her head, and he sits down next to her, ordering a drink from the bartender. Once it arrives, he starts up some small talk—the usual where are you from, how long are you here kind of conversation. He quickly finishes his first drink and asks Princess if she would like another. She nods, and he orders another round for them both.

“You seem very stressed,” Princess tells him, her voice sweet.

He nods and begins venting about his day while they sip their cocktails.

“I can help you with your stress,” she says, looking up at him with a smirk.

He looks up at Princess with a half-smile. “I’d like that,” he responds.

Princess doesn't hesitate; she leans in a little closer, letting her fingers brush against the edge of his glass. She points across the room toward me and softly whispers, “Wait ten minutes, then follow him to our room.”

Princess finishes her drink, slides off her stool, and leaves the bar without a backward glance. I give it a beat before I stand up, walk over, and slide onto the stool she has just vacated. The stranger looks at me, completely caught off guard by the sudden intrusion. Before he can say a word, I look him dead in the eye, offer a calm smile, and say, "I'm her husband." Watching the sudden wave of shock, confusion, and raw arousal hit his face is intoxicating. I order a fresh round, checking my watch as I lean back, keeping him locked in conversation while we wait out the longest ten minutes of his life. 

I check my phone one last time; the ten minutes are officially up. The air between us is thick with a mutual, unspoken hunger. I look at him and nod toward the exit. "All right, let's not keep her waiting any longer." He stands up almost instantly, his nervousness completely swallowed by desire. Side by side, we leave the dim lighting of the bar and head toward the elevators, the quiet hum of the hotel hallway only heightening the thrill of what we're about to do. 

The elevator ride up is entirely silent, the quiet hum of the building contrasting sharply with the loud thumping in my chest. The stranger stands beside me, his eyes locked on the floor numbers as they light up one by one, his breathing noticeably heavier now. When the doors slide open on our floor, I lead the way down the carpeted hallway until we stop right outside our room. I look back at him one last time, enjoying the sheer anticipation written across his face, before I slide the keycard into the lock. The indicator light blinks green, and the mechanism clicks open.

The door opens to reveal a softly lit room, arranged exactly as planned. Princess waits on her knees in the center of the floor, wearing nothing but dark green, crotchless, sheer lace lingerie. With her hands resting quietly in her lap and her head bowed, she completes the perfect picture of submission. 

He walks over and stands directly in front of her. She slowly looks up at him, her eyes filled with anticipation. She told him down at the bar that she would relieve his stress; now, it is entirely up to him to use her body to his exact desire. 

He reaches down and unzips his pants. Princess doesn't move from her posture even slightly; she remains completely still, waiting to be instructed. He pulls out his cock and slowly guides it into her now open mouth. 

I take a seat nearby and watch as Princess gives this man a relaxing blowjob. His posture changes almost immediately as the heavy stress from his day finally starts to melt away. She continues to take him deep into her mouth, reaching up with one hand to stroke the shaft in a steady rhythm. 

Feeling completely relaxed, the man now places his hand on the back of her head. He holds her firmly, guiding his cock deep down her throat over and over in a steady, dominant rhythm. 

Suddenly, without any warning, he blows. He cums all over Princess's face and breasts. This actually happens often; Princess gives the absolute best blowjobs, and very few men can resist coating her when she is this good. 

The man is far from finished, though. Like a gentleman, he reaches down, takes her hands, and lifts her to her feet. He leads Princess over to the bed and lays her on her back. She stares up at him while he undresses. He has quite a toned body under those business clothes for an older gentleman, and Princess drools a little at the sight of him. 

Now, he crawls onto the bed with her and positions himself like a sniper between her legs. Her body shakes a little with anticipation. He begins to gently kiss her soft, smooth legs and inner thighs. As the tension builds, he moves right over her pussy, gently kissing her clit with his lips. 

She lets out a sharp moan, her body reacting instantly to the touch of his lips. Arching her back, she lifts her hips up off the mattress to meet his mouth, practically begging for more pressure. The contrast of his smooth lips against her sensitive skin sends a shiver straight through her. Her fingers grip the bedsheets tightly as she tilts her pelvis, completely caught up in the rhythm of his tongue as he continues to tease her clit. 

Now he gives her exactly what she wants. He dives in fully to eat her out, his tongue working over her with an intense, steady rhythm. Princess looks over to where I am sitting, her eyes glassy with pleasure, and says, "Come here, Daddy." I stand up, pull my shirt over my head, and climb onto the mattress. I lie right next to her on the bed, wrapping my arms around her and holding her tight while the stranger continues to pleasure her with his tongue. 

I start to softly kiss Princess while he eats her pussy. She moans into my mouth with ecstasy. Soon, the man flips her over on the bed so she is positioned doggy-style. I stay face-to-face with her as the man continues to eat her pussy from behind, but now he begins licking her ass as well. 

“He feels so good, Daddy,” she whispers to me through her soft moans.

I continue kissing Princess through the intense pleasure, reaching down to cup her breasts. She unzips my pants to expose my throbbing cock. She pulls it out and begins to suck my shaft, taking me in between her moans of pleasure. Suddenly, Princess takes my cock out of her mouth and gasps as the stranger slides his cock into her wet pussy. She still has his cum on her face from earlier and is surprised that he is already hard again. Resting her face on my abdomen, she strokes my cock with her hand, moaning as he fucks her from behind.

“Your pussy is amazing,” the stranger groans from behind her. Oh the praises!

Princess begins to bounce back, driving her ass toward him. She is determined to make good on her promise to relieve all of his stress and let him use her body. Turning around, she sucks her own juices off his cock while keeping her ass in clear view for me. She backs up slightly, allowing me to slide my cock into her pussy, and begins to bounce on me while continuing to clean the other man off. 

The man rolls onto his back as Princess climbs off my cock and onto his. She lets out a moan of pleasure as he slides into her pussy resting against her cervix. Leaning down, she presses her lips to his, her breasts resting against his bare chest. She continues to kiss him while grinding her hips, taking him deep inside her as I look on, stroking myself. 

Princess slowly transitions from grinding on his cock to bouncing on it, both of them moaning in pleasure and ecstasy. She rides him like a professional. Her bounces, her rhythm, and her body movements are completely precise. Feeling his cock harden inside her pussy, she knows he is getting close to cumming again. 

With a loud groan, the man releases another load of cum, this time deep inside Princess's pussy. She moans with pleasure and smiles as she feels the warm load inside of her. She sits straight up on him, grinding on his sensitive cock to make sure she gets every drop. Then, she rolls off the man and onto her back. Her head rests on his chest like a personal pillow, leaving her cum-filled pussy in clear view where I sit, still softly stroking my cock. 

I reposition myself between Princess’s legs and slide my cock into her cum-filled pussy, loving the slick, full sensation. I softly kiss my Princess while giving her pussy long, deep strokes, her head still resting on the other man’s chest.

She arches her back slightly to meet my thrusts, letting out a soft, breathy sigh against my lips as her focus shifts entirely to me. Wrapping her legs tightly around my waist, she anchors me inside her, her hips echoing my rhythm as I fill her pussy with my own load of cum. A contented smile plays on her lips, her eyes locked onto mine as she surrenders to the double warmth filling her up.

I slowly pull out of her, watching as our mixed fluids begin to leak out of her well-used pussy. Princess lets out a soft moan at the loss of friction, her body trembling slightly as she starts to cool down. She uncoils her legs from my waist and stretches them out, thoroughly satisfied.

The other man runs a hand through her hair, a tired but content smile on his face as she snuggles closer into his chest. I lie down right beside them, pulling Princess against my side so she is sandwiched comfortably between us. The room is quiet save for our heavy, synchronized breathing as we rest together in the quiet afterglow.

The man’s breathing slows until it turns into a heavy, rhythmic rumble, his eyes closed as he drifts into a deep sleep, clearly satisfied and completely stress-free. We let him rest and get ready to go to sleep ourselves. Princess is snuggled tightly between me and the man, sandwiched in the middle of our shared warmth. We all drift off together, waiting for the first person to wake up and want to play again.