HARD MEETS JAN

Around the same time that Mark from Hard meets Terri emailed me, I received an email from a lady who lived in New York complaining about the fact that she hadn't seen any updates on my site for a while. She said that she read the stories on my site regularly and wondered whether I was still around. I replied telling her that I had been quite busy and hadn't really had the time to update my site but would be doing so pretty shortly.

Within a couple of days Jan as the lady was known shot me a reply letting me know that the following week she would be in London for a couple of days on business, She enclosed a picture of herself and wondered if I would consider coming down to her hotel at Heathrow to see her. "Hard", I said to myself "it's time to update your site!". Jan looked good! She had blonde hair tied back in a bob and even though she was wearing a pretty stern business suit you could tell she had a fantastic body....... just the way Hard likes it.

She informed me that I would have to be discreet as she was married and she didn't want her husband to know, but she had always been fascinated about my site and wanted to see whether I was the real deal. American and Britain have always had a good relationship and knowing what a great nation America is and  in the interest of fostering that relationship further I agreed to meet her on condition that she arranged for a taxi to pick me up from my apartment in London and take me to her hotel, after all, Hard didn't want to worry about driving through London to Heathrow when there was serious business to get down to afterwards would he folks. I had a few days spare the following week so her timing was spot on.

At the appointed time the taxi picked me up. As we drove through the warm London night I wondered what the evening had in store for me. At five minutes past eight the taxi deposited me outside the Radisson Edwardian Hotel at Heathrow. I went over to the driver to give him a tip but he informed me that "the lady has already sorted me out". Quite a euphemism if you asked me. If only he knew what I was was about to get up to in the interests of Anglo-American relations.

I walked through the foyer and into the bar and saw her. She looked stunning! Gone was the business suit and tied back hair. She had a cream coloured top on and a dark tightly fitting skirt that emphasized her curves and brought to mind the promise of things to come. Her blonde hair lavishly flowed down her back glistening like a fjord in the sun. Man, this lady was Hot with a capital H!

I smelt her perfume which was very subtle as we kissed a greeting. We sat down and she ordered a glass of Chardonnay for herself and an orange juice for me (I wanted to keep all my senses in focus that evening). We chatted merrily away about this and that and nothing in particular all the while eyeing each other up. She told me she was some kind of bigwig in American Airlines. A couple of glasses of wine later she suggested that I take her key and go up to her room and wait for her as she didn't want anyone seeing us going up to her room together as her husband didn't know about us meeting. Hard has never been a man to argue with a beautiful woman and I was up there like a shot.

After a respectable period there was a knock on the door and I opened it to let her in. She kissed me and pushed me back onto the bed. I responded and allowed my tongue to wander around her mouth at the same time feeling her full and shapely breast beneath her top. Before I knew it she had pushed me back onto the bed eased my shirt off and got her mouth over my black cock. Now I want you guys to realise that maintaining diplomatic relations is "Hard" work but somebody has to do it and Jan sure knew how to give head.

She slid my jeans off and ran her wet tongue up and down my shaft. Baby, baby, I think I might just go and check what American Airlines shares are doing at the moment as it might be a good time to get them into my portfolio before they rocket!

I held her head and pushed it down on my throbbing shaft and she was only too happy to oblige me. I could feel the veins in my cock swelling as she sucked on it. I wanted to see what her pussy would feel like so I eased her over and lowered her onto my cock.

 Mmmmmm, felt good to me and she wasn't complaining either. I was in my element as she rose up and down on my black cock.

I gripped her thighs and pushed deeper and harder into her wet pussy. As she rose I could see her juices glistening on my dark cock. We were so into it I hadn't even noticed that she still had her skirt on. What the hell......she had her knickers off and that was more important! I rolled over on top of her and pinned her hands down above her head as I ground my hips into hers. I felt like I wanted to shoot my load right there and then but I knew that Jan wanted to be fucked Hard doggy style so I held back.

She turned round and pushed her ass up to meet my cock. I gripped her around the waist and pulled her onto my weapon as she squealed with pleasure If only you guys could join me, then you would know how Hard felt! And ladies, what can I say? Hard....... doggy style!

My balls felt heavy with my cumm as they slapped against that sexy ass of hers. Deeper and deeper into that sopping wet pussy. I could feel that I was ready to explode and I knew that Jan didn't want to waste a drop. The sweat was dripping off me as I pulled out of her and pushed my cock in her mouth.

I shivered as she ran her tongue over the tip of my black cock. I knew the way she was expertly sucking my cock that I wasn't going to last much longer. I could feel my cock throbbing, ready to shoot my hot cum over her as I fingered her pussy. I pulled out of her mouth as my pulsating cock erupted shooting my cum all over her tits and face. I watched the smile on her face as she licked the last droplets of cum of my cock. Wow, this lady was one for Hard to remember.

As usual names and locations have been changed to protect the guilty!