Showing posts with label Missy Chin. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Missy Chin. Show all posts

Saturday, April 19, 2014

A Hotel Story

English: Manhattan’s Hotel Pennsylvania.
English: Manhattan’s Hotel Pennsylvania. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Missy Chin stayed with me recently in Manhattan for a few days while we were working on a project. During that time, I had one of those industry parties to go to at the Pennsylvania Hotel here in NYC. It's the one across from Penn Station and Madison Square Garden on 7th Ave, for those who are familiar with New York. I decided to take Missy with me, in order to curb the boredom

Missy and I were in one of the banquet halls, doing the usual; making rounds, laughing at the same jokes of people who we never found funny to begin with. Quite frankly, we were bored. However, my woman was looking good, due to working out a lot (you know how I always go for the athletic ones). She had on a black cocktail dress that wasn't hiding too much. I was the envy of all the men there.

After listening to yet another stupid joke, she excused herself from the group to go to the bathroom. That left me to listen to some corporate drone who had a hard on for his own bureaucratic rules talk about all the forms he coauthored for the upper brass. After a few minutes, my lady walked back from the bathroom. As she slid up next to me, she kissed me on the cheek and discretely handed me something. It was her thong panties. She winked and said to the guy I was getting bored by, I mean, listening intensely to, "do you mind if I take my man? I have someone I need to introduce him to". Saved!!

We walked out of the room and down a hall. Now, Missy had a model friend who used to work at the hotel. She couldn't get a room for us due to the holiday season. Her friend said there was a janitor's rest area closet somewhere on that particular floor and Missy wanted to live out a fantasy. After some searching, we finally found it. We weren't sure of the housekeeping schedule. Plus, it was near one of the main corridors. We could be discovered any second. Not a problem. I live for this.

We got into the closet. It wasn't too roomy but roomy enough. We closed the door behind us. There was a small light but it would've given us away. We had to do this one by feel. We started kissing. She moved her hands down to my pants zipper. I moved my hands down to her waist & lifted up her dress. Slowly, I slipped my hand between her legs and slipped two fingers inside her. She undid my pants and started stroking my cock.

She felt so wet as my fingers worked their magic. Her hands were already getting my cock rock solid. Her pussy juices were making my hands soaking wet. I took them out of her pussy and fed them to her. She licked them completely, savoring her taste.

I lifted her up to my waist and put her against the wall. Once she was balanced, I grabbed my cock and guided it into her wetness. She felt so good. She started biting my suit jacket collar to hide the gasp and moan from my initial entry. I started grinding her against the wall; slowly at first so her hips could adjust to being against the wall. She adjusted quickly. Soon, she was grinding her hips into me.

Suddenly, we stopped. There was talking coming from just outside the door. Housekeeping? It didn't seem like it. It sounded like a few people from the party. I slowly started fucking Missy again. All the while, the people were just outside the door talking. I got more excited and started fucking harder. My lady was rolling. She tried so hard not to make noise; continuing to bite into my jacket. That just made me fuck her harder. She was getting close. I could feel it. She was digging her fingernails into my back.

I felt her leg muscles tighten and let her continue to grind me as she came all over my cock. Her pussy muscles contracted around my cock, begging it to cum inside her. I oblidged, pumping a load of creamy sweetness inside of her. As we finally got ourselves back together, we heard the people next to the door leave. I slowly opened the door and peaked out. The coast was clear. We left the closet and left the hotel. We had already made our rounds. No sense in going back in. Besides, we had some sexual business to take care of when we got home.
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Tuesday, March 25, 2014


Missy Chin laid in my bed on her back. Her arms were handcuffed to the headboard. Her eyes were blindfolded with a black silk scarf. I had gone into the next room but she didn't know what for? What would I bring back? Would it be a paddle? Maybe it would be a feather.

I came back into the room and closed the door. My next move told her all she needed to know. I shook the can. " got the whipped cream" she said. "Uh huh". I took the can and sprayed some onto her large pierced nipples. My tongue instinctively followed what my devious thoughts told it to do. It started licking the whipped cream off of her her nipple. My lips started suckling. The tongue teased the point of her glorious nipple until it was hard and sharp. Seductively, it swirled around it, enjoying every millimeter of her goodness; the bumps of her nipple getting bigger with each swirl. I repeated dragged my teeth over her nipple, enticing excitement and moaning from her.

Not one to neglect any part of my Asian lover, I moved to her right nipple and repeated the process. As I was enjoying the taste of her nipple and whipped cream, my left hand reached down and started caressing her pussy. I wanted it wet and ready for what I was about to do with it. She moaned; first quietly, then louder and louder. I kept it slow and steady. I wanted to prolong her enjoyment.

Once I thought she was ready, I took the can of whipped cream and shook it up. My mouth traveled down her stomach and chest until it found its destination: her sweet tasting pussy. I spread her legs, aimed the can downward, and started to put the cream all over her pussy lips. She squealed and giggled as the cold cream found its mark. I started slowly, erotically licking the cream off of her pussy. The taste of both the cream and her pussy juices was so good. I feasted like a famished man. My tongue started licking and sucking cream off of her clit, working it up while my fingers probed the tightness of her pussy; first with one finger, then with two.

My fingers started working faster and faster. My tongue spread its pace. Her clit was so ripe. I was in heaven. Missy started twisting. Her hands wanted to break free from the headboard but cold steel prevented her escape. She was mine. Her pussy was mine. I was going to fulfill my mission and make her cum hard. I love watching her cum so much. Her body has an otherworldly experience.

I worked her to the brink, eased up, and worked her to the brink again. I repeated the process several times; playing her body like a concert pianist. She was under my complete control. When she would cum would be determined by me. Finally, I let her go over the brink. The bed shook as her hands tried gripping the headboard, only to find air. Her legs shook. Her back and hips arched up, thrashing about while my arms tried holding her down. Her moans and screams turned into loud cries, her body shaking as if possessed by an inner earthquake. I rode the tremors with her as she started lowering her body, catching her breath.

I took the can of whipped cream, put some whipped cream on my tongue and licked her pussy a few times. I brought my mouth up to her lips. Our tongues explored each others' mouths; her tongue tasting the combination of her pussy juices and the whipped cream. She grabbed every bit of the cream off of my tongue and swallowed, giving me a deep, long, erotic kiss. We proceeded to have many adventures with that can that night.

Sunday, March 23, 2014

Bet You Can't Make It To Six

"I bet I can make you cum in 5 sucks" Missy said as we cuddled on the bed. We had been having fun in Los Angeles ever since I got back into town, having sex almost every night. Missy and I were working together on one of my projects so it was great to work with her during the day, then go back to the hotel and have sex with her at night. "Oh, is there some new trick you learned?" I said. "You'll see" she said as she moved from my arms, got off the bed onto her knees and told me to stand up and steady myself by the side of the bed. "5 sucks" she said. I was intrigued to find out how.

I didn't have to wait long as she knelt down and began her work. With one movement, Missy opened her mouth wide, breathed in deeply, and swallowed my cock whole. Her tongue started swirling around the bottom of my shaft, as her throat started massaging my head. The rest of her mouth muscles started tightening and loosening around the shaft, applying just the right amount of pressure. Her entire mouth region started giving my cock a high powered cock massage. I wasn't sure how she doing it without a gag reflex.

After a few minutes, she pulled away from my cock, saliva streaming from her mouth and my cock. I was already getting weak. "That was amazing" I gasped. "That was one. Here's two" she cooed, took a deep breath and dove right back in. This time, she grabbed my ass cheeks and pulled them apart. With her right hand, she shoved a finger into my ass, while her left hand started to massage my balls; all of this while her mouth continued working its magic.

I started feeling the pressure build up in my cock. This woman's skills were incredible. I began to think I wasn't going to make it to 5 strokes, the way she was going. I was determined to make it to number six. I tried thinking of other things to keep myself from cumming too soon. Food, sports, work, anything to put off the inevitable.

Missy pulled out and repeated the process two more times. I was proud of myself. I had made it to suck number 5. All I had to do was to make it through this one and she lost. Victory would be mine. Missy dove in again, putting her finger up my ass while her mouth continued its extremely good impression of a Hoover vacuum cleaner. Just as I figured I was going to win this bed, Missy pulled out all the stops and shoved her finger up my ass harder and further.

That pretty much did it. I started breathing heavily and grunted, trying not to cum. "I'm going to cum" I screamed as I felt my load about to pop out. Missy pulled out just in time as my cum shot out and covered her breasts. She rubbed my cum onto her skin as she proudly smiled. She looked up at me and said "I win". She may have won that round but there were many more rounds to play.
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Monday, March 3, 2014

Los Angeles

     I'll be going to Los Angeles on business soon. I have a few meetings planned, plus a couple of projects that I need to consult on. I'm looking forward to seeing a couple of ladies. The first is media representative Amber. Amber is a former beauty queen from the midwest who married young to a doctor, who moved them out to Los Angeles. Her husband had dreams of becoming a celebrity doctor while she dreamed of becoming an actress. Her husband's dreams are sort of mid-level at the moment while her acting dreams hit a brick wall. She is, however, a very good media representative. I think that she could be a good entertainment spokesperson.

     The thing that I've noticed is that she seems very unhappy. I've gone to restaurants with Amber and her husband. He's very emotionally abusive in public and gets openly drunk and flirtatious with other women right in front of Amber. That, I do not like. If I were doing business with him, our business would be concluded rather rapidly. However, I'm doing business with her.

    Amber's actually a very nice woman and opens up her personality when her husband's not around. It's not my nature to try to rescue someone but in a weird way, I feel like I should with her. I'm sure it's because of what I saw my mother go through when I was growing up. My father was very abusive towards both her and myself. I've never forgiven him for what he did to my family and it hurts me to see women treated in the same manner.

     Amber's extremely beautiful with a tight aerobicized body. For a man to disrespect a woman like this is a shame. A lot of men neglect their women. I'm here to make sure they are neglected no more.

     The other person I'm looking forward to seeing is model Missy Chin. She's a sweet Asian model who I've had the pleasure of working with before. This time, I'll be behind the camera photographing her. The last time she and I worked together, things got pretty hot and bothered between us. We ended up having sex back in the hotel after the photo shoot was over. I'm pretty sure it's going to happen again.

     The hotel I normally stay at in Los Angeles is the Luxe City Center. This hotel is beautiful and is perfectly located in downtown, right down the street from the Staples Center. This hotel gets a big thumbs up in quality from me.