Watching with wide eyes, Tiffany kept her gaze on the city that was getting further and further away from her. The glass walls of the elevator had a faint glare due to all of the city lights below them. She wasn't that scared of heights, but she was starting to feel uneasy. Partially due to their rising altitude and partially due to their impending destination. She thought she was used to this, but, for the first time in months, she was actually nervous.
"Right this way, Ms. Hwang." the bodyguard-turned-escort insisted as the elevator doors opened.
Facing him, he didn't give her a second glance as he stepped out into the hallway. The hotel hall was simple, but only a fool would think it was generic. The fancy doorknobs, the art on the walls, and even the carpet was a constant reminder that Tiffany was somewhere of class. Everyone who stayed here spoke the same language: money. Even Tiffany was fluent in it, in her own special way of course.
The bodyguard suddenly stopped in front of a door, and Tiffany almost continued walking straight past him.
His knock echoed through the silence. The voice that flowed through the door was barely heard.
"You don't have a keycard?"
He sighed, digging in his front pocket for the silver key. The door beeped upon him unlocking it, and he held the door open for her. Making sure it was okay with him before she went in, Tiffany hesitantly walked over the threshold. The door falling shut behind her made her jump.
"You can come in."
Following the soft voice, she wandered further into the suite. When her eyes fell upon Taeyeon, Tiffany froze. There she was. With the same blank look on her face that Tiffany had imagined her having, there she was. Sitting on one of the loveseats, Taeyeon was wearing a short silk robe. Nothing else. It was lazily tied, and Tiffany wondered if it was on purpose or not.
"You may be more comfortable staring at me like that if you sit down…"
Embarrassed, Tiffany just smiled as she spotted another loveseat to sit on, "I just can't believe I'm actually here right now."
"My manager told you that I'm not like your other clients, right?" she asked nonchalantly, getting straight to the point.
Tiffany nodded, "I mean, you're Kim Taeyeon. I usually only fuck actors, not singers. I feel like I'm moving up on the chain."
Taeyeon laughed a little, but it didn't seem like it was at Tiffany's playful tone.
"There's a little more to it than that."
"Like what?" she wondered, unable to imagine what Taeyeon could possibly be talking about.
Was she into really kinky stuff? Tiffany had dabbled in all different types of fetishes. It was part of her job. Most too weird for her liking, she had no trouble sucking it up for her pay. If she actually enjoyed it, then that was just a bonus.
"Strip for me. Then, I'll show you."
"Like a tease?"
"Like a tease."
A smile of pride was already taking Tiffany's lips. She could effortlessly do a strip tease. Slowly, she stood back up. Running her hand through her hair to tousle it, she made sure to keep her seductive gaze on Taeyeon as she started unbuttoning her shirt. Button by button, more of her skin became revealed. Taeyeon's eyes followed her fingers.
She ran her hands up along her stomach and chest, making sure to stop and massage her covered breasts before letting her blouse slip from her shoulders. She kept her bra on and went straight to her dark skinny jeans instead. Tiffany let her hand linger over her crotch before she undid the button and pulled the zipper down. There was a smirk playing at her lips when she turned around. Bending over, she gave Taeyeon a perfect view of her ass as she undid her heels. She took her time and kicked them to the side before pulling her jeans down.
Now in just her black bra and thong, she really put on a show. When she turned back around to face Taeyeon, she got to her knees on the ground. Tiffany knew how to show seductiveness in all of her features, including her eyes, and she gazed up at Taeyeon as she playfully tugged at her thong to barely reveal herself. Taeyeon wanted it. She couldn't even hide it as Tiffany crawled on her knees forward to her. She reached out to spread Taeyeon's legs, and she didn't even register the small bulge near her thigh at first.
It was pushing up against her robe. With wide eyes, she just gazed at it. She'd frozen in disbelief. Taeyeon spread her own legs for her, and the cover of the robe revealed most of the thick length between them. Their eyes met, and Taeyeon had a faint smirk on her lips.
"There's… There's no way you're transgen..." Tiffany somehow managed to find a voice and lose it just as fast.
Her unfinished words made Taeyeon laugh, "No. Definitely not."
"You-"
"This is what I meant by not being like your other clients."
For Tiffany, it was a first. She hadn't even seen a woman like Taeyeon online before. Then again, when it came to her porn, she was quite vanilla. There was probably a big, giant section full of videos with woman having cocks. There were probably even whole websites dedicated to it. Tiffany's eyes subconsciously fell back down. Now more upright, the only part of Taeyeon she couldn't see was the tip.
Taeyeon inhaled deeply, causing Tiffany to focus on her face again. She rose a brow when Taeyeon shook her head.
"No, keep staring at it. I want you to watch me get hard for you."
As Taeyeon's cock moved under her gaze, Tiffany started to feel a dim heat pool between her thighs. As surprising as it was, it was hot. Tiffany couldn't decide if she wanted to touch herself or touch Taeyeon. When Taeyeon adjusted in her seat, making the robe end completely slip to the side, she decided that she wanted to touch Taeyeon. Her cock was bouncing against her thigh every so often, the faint red color becoming deeper the more stiff she got.
Tiffany couldn't mask her surprise with anything when Taeyeon's hand came into view. She took herself in her hand and stroked herself a couple of times. Cock now standing straight up, she shifted in her seat.
Her stare was Tiffany's invitation to crawl between her open legs. She ran her hands along Taeyeon's thighs as she leaned down closer. Kissing the side of her length, she made sure to keep contact with her eyes the entire time. She let her parted lips brush all along her shaft. When she let her tongue graze along her hot skin, her cock spasmed in reaction. It lightly bouncing against her lips, Tiffany smiled.
Though she had been in this exact position plenty of times before, something about this time was already a lot more fun.
When she wrapped her fingers around Taeyeon, Taeyeon's heavy exhale through her nose didn't go unnoticed. With a loose grip, Tiffany started jacking her off slowly. Her mouth stayed busy by kissing and licking near the bottom of Taeyeon's shaft. She sucked and pulled at her tight skin. Taeyeon's legs were already tensing up around her.
"Suck me off."
Taeyeon's soft-spoken demand affected the heat between Tiffany's thighs in a good way. Leaving a kiss near her balls, she did as told. Taeyeon wasn't big in terms of length. However, she was thick. With no trouble at all, Tiffany went down on her. She took all of her in before coming back up and wetting her lips. The sneak peak she had given Taeyeon had made her jaw tense.
Tiffany wrapped her fingers around the bottom of her shaft again and kissed the tip. She looked up to Taeyeon with sultry eyes as she licked along her slit. Taking her between her lips, she sucked on it like the candy it was. She could feel her throbbing in her grip when she swirled her tongue around her head. Tiffany sucked at a slow pace but with growing force. Her job required her to be good at many things, but this was her specialty.
When she started bobbing her head, getting lower and lower, she started to get more reactions out of Taeyeon. Her head was cocked to the side some, and she was watching her intently. When Tiffany took all of her length in her mouth, a hand came down to rake through her hair and low moan came from Taeyeon's throat. Tiffany made sure to keep running her flat tongue up her shaft.
She couldn't keep her eyes off of Taeyeon when her head fell back. Her perfect neck and jaw was on full display. She was ridiculously gorgeous, and Tiffany was just now actually taking all of her in. Pictures and videos didn't do her justice. Her long golden hair flowed beautifully down along her shoulders. Her jawline stood out just as much as her deep brown eyes, and, when they met Tiffany's again, she became even more aroused under her gaze.
Fingers wrapped in her hair gently. Realizing what Taeyeon was wanting to do, Tiffany stopped moving. As soon as she did, Taeyeon started rocking her hips up. It was easy for Tiffany to breathe, as Taeyeon moved into her mouth at a slow pace. Her strokes gradually became deeper and Tiffany let out a moan, egging her on, when she reached the back of her throat. Taeyeon's legs were tensing around her again.
Tiffany rubbed up-and-down Taeyeon's thighs. Her breaths were getting more and more heavy. Seeing tell-tale signs, Tiffany started sucking. Taeyeon's thrusts became a little more strong. However, she was still gentle. Although she wasn't used to such treatment, Tiffany didn't hate it. In her head, she'd made Taeyeon to be something the complete opposite.
But, once again, she didn't hate how Taeyeon was seeming to be.
She really didn't as another quiet moan came from her. Taeyeon's mouth stayed open as she suddenly stiffened. Her thrusting stopped, but Tiffany kept her mouth working. The second she felt warm liquid shoot into her mouth, she focused on only the tip. Sucking on it, bringing a hand over to stroke Taeyeon's shaft, she let her tongue take all of what little there was of Taeyeon's cum. Swirling it around her head, she just watched Taeyeon's eyes close in pure pleasure.
The fingers in her hair gripped it tighter, but they soon disappeared. Both of Taeyeon's hands went straight to grip the armrests of the loveseat.
Tiffany lightly sucked as Taeyeon seemed to finish up. She made sure Taeyeon was looking down at her before she pulled away and swallowed her load. Then, she leaned back in to lick what was still on Taeyeon's red skin. Her chest was falling heavily. Her half-lidded eyes were hazy. Tiffany was ready to break the silence, but a hand reached for her.
Taeyeon leaned forward as she urged her up by caressing her cheek. Tiffany was barely off of her knees when Taeyeon got close. She stopped breathing. Often, kissing her clients was something she wasn't fond of. However, her heart was beating in anticipation as Taeyeon's lips grazed against hers.
Unlike her callous palm, her mouth was just as soft as it looked. Their lips melded together slowly. When Taeyeon's tongue found its way inside her mouth, she was able to taste alcohol.
Taeyeon was setting her whole body on fire so easily that it was making her feel lightheaded. Getting breathless, she pulled away. She wanted to go right back in as Taeyeon muttered.
"Do you not like kissing your clients…?"
The hand on her cheek held her still, and Taeyeon leaned down even more. Lips brushed along her jaw, leaving kisses here and there.
"I like kissing while I fuck."
Her words went straight between Tiffany's legs. Fingers touching what they could, she stood up. She straddled Taeyeon just as fast. She pushed the robe off of Taeyeon's shoulders and slid it off effortlessly. As soon as it was out of the way, Taeyeon's hands were on her hips. Tiffany lowered herself down and started grinding up against her slowly.
With the way her panties were pressing against her, she realized just how wet she really was.
Their lips naturally found themselves on one another's again, and Tiffany wrapped her arms around Taeyeon's neck to keep her close. She could already feel Taeyeon getting hard. It didn't seem to take much to get her going at all. Tiffany let out seductive hums in an effort to get her just as turned on as before. Moaning into her mouth, her noises were getting far from forced as she rubbed against Taeyeon's stiffening cock.
She was breathless when Taeyeon broke the kiss, "There's condoms in that top dresser drawer."
Tiffany rose a brow as she was silently urged to go get one. Taeyeon must've known what she was thinking.
"It's just to be safe."
Her thoughtfulness made it hard for Tiffany not to smile. She kissed her again before getting up. There was a small, beat up box of already open condoms surrounded by a whole bunch of random items in the drawer. She couldn't help but comment on it.
"Have you been having a fun weekend?" she teased as she pulled one out.
"What?" Taeyeon didn't seem to get it until Tiffany flashed her the almost empty box. She lets out a laugh upon realizing what she's insinuating, "I've had that for months… I travel safely."
It was hard to keep her eyes off of Taeyeon's chest as she stood up. She shamelessly walked over, and Tiffany let her take the box of condoms from her hand. After taking one out, she threw it back in the drawer and pushed it shut before pushing Tiffany against the dresser. She ripped open the condom wrapper, but Tiffany beat Taeyeon's own hand to her cock. She stroked Taeyeon's hardening length.
"I'm want you inside me." Tiffany insisted, not even trying to force seductiveness anymore. She didn't need to make Taeyeon want her at this point, but she desperately needed to get rid of the pressure between her hips, "I want you so bad."
Taeyeon hastily forced her hand away so she could put the condom on. Beyond ready, Tiffany watched her fingers fumble with it before she rolled it on. As impatient as she was, Tiffany found it cute how Taeyeon gave herself a once over with her eyes before looking up at her with a slight smirk on her lips. Tiffany wet her lips in anticipation as Taeyeon's hand ran along her thigh, and she wrapped her leg around Taeyeon's hip with no hesitation. She focused on her cock as she dragged its head along Tiffany's core. Even the slight pressure against her clit made Tiffany's muscles clench.
She guided it past her lips and as soon as she found Tiffany's entrance, she moved her hips forward. Tiffany let out a moan at the feeling of Taeyeon filling her up. Her hips rolled slowly at first, not even pulling herself out very much at all.
One hand on her hip and the other holding her thigh up, Taeyeon's gentle pace didn't last very long. Tiffany let her head fall back in pleasure as Taeyeon started thrusting faster. Her hands were gripping the edge of the dresser behind her. With her leg where it was, Taeyeon was able to move inside of her in the best of ways. Tiffany's limbs were already weakening in pleasure.
She opened her eyes and focused on Taeyeon as her consistent pace changed. Hands went around her back to fool with her bra strap. Just so Taeyeon could focus on what she was doing, Tiffany replaced her hands with her own and managed to unhook it for her. It got tossed to the floor immediately. As soon as it was off, Taeyeon's lips were marking her breasts. She was surprised but satisfied when Taeyeon went straight to licking and sucking her nipples.
Taeyeon had a tighter grip on her thigh now. Her nails were digging into her skin, but Tiffany didn't mind. The pain was almost as pleasurable as the way Taeyeon was moving her hips.
Tiffany was having a hard time keeping hers still. She couldn't resist rolling her hips to meet Taeyeon's. Her clit aching to be toyed with, she was trying to get some friction. She brought up one of her hands to run it through Taeyeon's thick hair as she breathlessly urged.
"Touch me too. I want your fingers on me."
Swirling her tongue around her now raw nipple before pulling away, Taeyeon let go of her thigh. Tiffany kept her leg up, but her knee weakened the second two of Taeyeon's fingers went between her legs. Slowly pumping into her, she used her two fingers to rub against her clit. Tiffany's moan was cut off by Taeyeon's lips taking hers. Her hands cupped Taeyeon's cheeks as they kissed.
With each forceful stroke, Tiffany found it harder to stay standing. She ended up having to grab Taeyeon's hand and urge her to stop.
"I can't keep standing like this." she uttered, keeping her lips close to Taeyeon's.
An abrupt kiss met her lips before Taeyeon spoke, her low voice making Tiffany throb, "Get on the bed. Hands and knees."
Her demand caught Tiffany off guard, but she didn't hesitate to follow once Taeyeon pulled out of her. Looking down into a pillow, Tiffany made sure to flaunt her ass. The bed shifted and soon Taeyeon's hands grabbed her hips. Missing Taeyeon inside of her, Tiffany almost made her impatience vocal. Her whole body shook in reaction to Taeyeon running her length along her wetness. A moan of satisfaction came from her as Taeyeon effortlessly pushed inside of her again.
Taeyeon's hot skin was sticking to hers as she leaned over some. Her hand snaked its way back between her legs, and Tiffany's head fell as she started playing with her clit.
"Oh God…" she groaned, it being muffled by the pillow she now had her face in.
Taeyeon wasn't holding back anything as she thrusted in and out of her. Her pants were just egging Tiffany on. The blood running through her veins was on fire, and, in the position they were in, it quickly became too much to handle. Her hands tightly grabbed on to what they could as she felt her orgasm coming. Her mind started to spin.
"Fuck." Taeyeon hissed, slipping out of her.
Tiffany wasn't empty for long, and pleasure ripped through her throat as Taeyeon rammed back inside of her. The way Taeyeon's fingers had roughly went back to her clit as soon as she did was enough to suddenly push Tiffany over the edge.
Her whole being tensed as her climax hit her. Hands digging into the bed sheets, she couldn't control her body as it spasmed in pleasure. Her moans were being eaten by the pillow. She couldn't really breathe, but she didn't care. Taeyeon kept playing with her clit, rubbing along it with both of her fingers still. Tiffany's hips grinded and jerked against her hand in an effort to get as much as she could from her.
When it became too much for her to handle, she couldn't even speak up about it. Practically drooling, she couldn't form any thoughts or words due to being overwhelmed with ecstasy. She was grateful when Taeyeon slowed her pace and pulled off of her clit. She was trying so hard to catch her breath that Tiffany barely heard Taeyeon's words.
"Can I pull out and cum on your chest?"
"Oh, fuck…" Tiffany muttered to herself, Taeyeon's words having affected her like her touch.
Even though her limbs felt useless, she forced herself forward some. Taeyeon pulled out of her, and it made Tiffany shudder. Hands ended up helping her move. In a daze, Tiffany found herself on her back. She laid on her elbows so she could sit up and watch Taeyeon. Her pale skin having become faintly red with sweat glistening on her body, she looked beyond sexy. She rushed to take her condom off and immediately straddled Tiffany's stomach.
Tiffany had a strong desire to touch herself as Taeyeon's hand began pumping her cock. Soft grunts came from her every so often. Her furrowed brow made her look hot, and Tiffany's eyes kept shifting between her cock and her face. When Taeyeon's jaw started to slack, Tiffany focused on her length and didn't even think about looking away.
One hard stroke was all it took for Taeyeon to reach her limit. Her hand stayed wrapped around her shaft as her body jerked. Releasing her load all over Tiffany's chest, she didn't hold back any noises. Her cum marked several spots on Tiffany's chest, and she felt some hit her chin as well. Entranced, Tiffany couldn't look away as Taeyeon milked as much as she could out of her.
"You don't know how badly I want to touch myself right now." she absentmindedly insisted.
Taeyeon's head fell back as she let go of her cock. Her chest rose and fell heavily, and Tiffany found herself wanting to kiss her skin and along the tendons in her neck. She struggled to move under Taeyeon and sit up. Her back against the headboard, she gave Taeyeon a smile when she focused on her. Taeyeon let out a sigh once her lips met her shoulder. She left long kisses all along her skin.
"Please don't get me hard again." Taeyeon begged in tired amusement as Tiffany started kissing her breasts.
"No promises…"
"Fuck."
"Do you want to be done?" Tiffany asked, remembering it wasn't up to her.
"Not really. But I need a break…" she softly chuckled, "At least a drink."
"I like scotch. What about you?"
As Tiffany let her hands glide along Taeyeon's waist, a playful smirk appeared on Taeyeon's lips. Ready for what else the night would bring, she couldn't help but give her one in return.