Mingling with your hotel neighbor.

Powering through the lengthy security process of an American airport, you finally stride through the exit and take a deep breath of fresh air. . . and then cough and hack when you realize that this is where a hundred cars and buses are waiting. Damn, did you catch tuberculosis or something? Your mother hails a taxi and the two of you toss your luggage in and quickly get in- your nose twitches at the foreign smell of a stranger's car. The cab driver into the back seat, "Hello my friends! Where are we going today?"

After enduring some awkward small talk, the taxi finally pulls up to your destination: the Viva Sol hotel! What with all that sitting you did on the plane, you were exhausted. . . it was time for some relaxation! As you drag your luggage behind you, your mother taps your shoulder. "Okay, sweetie, here's some money. Aunt June said she has a surprise for me and is taking me out to dinner!" She exclaims excitedly, "Just check in and I'll come back later tonight." You nod and take the bills, stuffing them into your pocket and enter the hotel.

_Ah, damn. Room X3. . . Room X3. . . Did you pass it? Let's see, these room numbers are going in reverse order on the left, so that means. . . Hmm. . . Oh! Room X3!_ While fumbling for your key card, you hear the tell-tale sign of a luggage rolling behind you and you look up to see a stunning woman sauntering down the hall.

"Oh, hey. are you X3?" She tilts her head inquisitively. You nod wordlessly, your mind already racing to think of a way to distract her. . . after all, how else would you manage to get your magic cock-ring on? "I'm Waverly, I'm staying in X4!"

"Oh, I'm John. . . so, are you headed to a party or something?"

"Oh, I'm going to be in a commercial, have you ever seen Krakatoa Lava Lamps?" You shake your head in the negative and your heart flutters when she turns around. "I have a little pamphlet here somewhere in my luggage, hold on!" You quickly grab your portable gloryhole out of your pocket and quietly stuff your hand down your pants. "Ah, here it is." Waverly turns around just as you press your hands against your side, pretending to be in a natural pose. You graciously accept the pamphlet while peeking at the corner from the corner of your eye.

Just as it always has, your flaccid cock quickly plops out, this time at waist-height. You consider moving it, until you watch as the black-haired beauty begins kneeling down. "See, these lamps are really cool!" She chirps, "They have this goopy stuff floating around inside." You can't help but grunt as she slurps you into her hot, wet mouth like a vacuum. Her lush lips coil themselves around your shaft and slowly roll down as she takes you deeper down her welcoming throat. As she starts giving your hardening prick a proper suck, she attempts to speak with her mouth full. "Ith pwetty cool, wight?"

"Uh-huh." You nod, watching the sexy minx perform a porn-star quality blowjob on your cock, all while still pitching the concept of lava lamps. "C-can you tell me more?" You stammer, leaning up against the wall for some support. Waverly's lips attempt to contort into a smile while she continues fucking her own mouth. She blabbers on about God knows what, but you focus completely on her pretty little head bobbing against the wall, slurping down the length of your cock.

The buxom babe suddenly stands, the purpose is made evident when she begins unzipping. "This is going to be a big moment in my career, I just know it!" She says enthusiastically while stepping out of her pink dress, pooled around her ankles. Some stray saliva drips down her chin from the messy blowjob she's been mindlessly giving. "Maybe if I write a book about my success one day, I'll include you in it! Then you could buy it and read about our little interaction." As soon as she finishes explaining, she crouches down again and resumes her tireless cock sucking. You lick your lips and watch as her slender hands creep downwards, gently rubbing her pussy.

Waverly continues speaking, her slippery, wet tongue rolls around your cock, wrestling with it as she enunciates words and it's not long before you feel the familiar tightening of the testicles. You grab a hold of the wall and shut your eyes, letting the sensation of your climax overtake you. You hear Waverly suddenly **** and coughing as your throbbing cock erupts in her mouth, thick, creamy strands of semen flooding her cheeks. Every pulse empties your more and more gooey spunk between the oblivious girl's lips as she desperately swallows it all down.

While Waverly is panting and recovering from chugging down cock juice, you remove the cock-ring and bask in your post-orgasm. The soiled actress stands, wobbling a bit and a bit disoriented, her tits jiggling freely in her nude state. "Ah, well, thanks for talking to me. I just had to share my excitement!" Waverly giggled, her tongue flicking out and savoring a loose strand of semen. Strangely enough, she looks down at her discarded pink dress and cocks her head."I wonder who's dress this is, it looks really familiar. . . someone must have dropped it by accident."

Stepping over it, Waverly ignores her lost clothes and continues on while still completely naked. She retrieves her key card from her luggage and flashes you one last smile before entering her room, leaving you alone in the hallway. You idly wonder if she'll put something on before leaving the hotel. . . or will she unknowingly go streaking around Hollywood.

After all that, NOW you were really tired. You stumble into your room and collapse on the bed.