The longer I stood alone in the room the greater my suspicions became that room 107 had been specifically designed to be used as an arena for sexual combat. The first dead give away was the massive mirror that formed an entire wall of the room but the lack of windows for someone to peer into from across the way was a fairly hard to miss sign as well, everything about the room practically screaming privacy. Other than the main room with the wrestling mat covering almost its entire expanse, and the bathroom I had already made use of, I noticed a bedroom with nothing but a single large bed that must have been two king sized mattresses put together and covered in red silk sheets. This was indeed the perfect room in which to test herself sexually against another and I couldn't help but think it would be a shame for this to end before she had extracted several orgasms from her mystery opponent. Thinking back I only now wondered if the receptionist knew about the room's use and just who I would be fighting, laughing rather loudly as I imagined him picturing the fight in his head.
The lone clock upon the wall was the only decoration the room truly possessed and my eyes couldn't help but be drawn to it, watching as the minute hands made their rotation at such an agonizingly slow pace that I quickly became convinced it was running slow by design. My decision to arrive at the hotel early had been partially based on the belief that just being in the room would lessen the anticipation that had been killing me ever since I had received the call inviting me to this sensual affair, but if anything I was even more anxious to begin now than I was before arriving. As the clock reached the ten minute till mark I realized I had been pacing the last few minutes and stopped myself, glancing to the door before laying down upon my back facing the doorway where my opponent would be stepping through at any minute. The thought then entered my head that perhaps I was just nervous about going up against a woman I had never seen before and not simply anxious to start.
Yet as my eyes fell upon my own reflection in the mirror that covered the back wall a wide grin spread across my lips and that thought became banished from my mind. My confidence grew with every second I spent watching beads of water from my hair dripping down onto my heavy breasts which rose and fell softly with every breath I took, the firm muscles of my toned body flexing as I couldn't help but pose for my own pleasure, particularly enjoying the sight of my impossibly long legs as I lifted one up into the air to properly admire its flawless shape. This feeling coming over me was one I had had become intimately acquainted with in every sexual duel I had taken part in since my very first, the overwhelming desire to test the strength of my body and my willpower against another, proving my dominance over yet another worthy rival. That desire grew immensely as the door at last swung inward and the woman I had been anxiously awaiting stood before me, my jade green eyes inspecting every inch of your tight body without any shame for I knew you were doing the exact same with me.
"Me? I've been waiting here for nearly an hour waiting on you dear. I had almost lost hope that you would show up at all, but I am glad to see I was wrong in that regard." I spoke matching your confident tone with my own, not showing you anything you might take as weakness in my voice. Just as I was about to rise to greet you properly you began to put on a little show for my viewing pleasure, and considering it rude to deny you the honor of performing for me I sat back and simply took it all in. As I watch you peel the form fitting dress from your body, your lovely lingerie coming into view, I note the difference in our height and breasts as while you are certainly a strong looking contender I have both of those advantages in my favor and plan to fully exploit those. Though I have to admit to myself that your ass is one of the best I have ever laid eyes upon, all the more fun to spank.
A soft sigh escapes my lips as your dance finishes, shrugging my shoulders before rolling backwards onto my shoulders and with a kick of my legs into the air leap back up onto my feet in the classic martial arts maneuver, my breasts threatening to break free of my tight fitting bikini top in the process yet for the moment they merely bounce and stay within the top. "Oh you asked me a question didn't you?" I say slyly with a rather devious smile upon my lips as I then step towards you, my left breast pressing up against your right as I lean my head forward to brush my lips against your ear. "Lets just say I will enjoy taking my time with you...exploring every inch of your body on my path to winning..." My voice trails off as I then take a step back, keeping my body no more than a few inches from your own.
All my anxiousness has now melted away and only the desire to conquer you remains, stronger than ever before now that your sexy body stands before me like a present waiting to be unwrapped. "I'm Lyanna by the way, remember to cry it out when I make you cum all over my fingers." I let out with a cheerful smile, shooting you a playful wink before my hands shoot forward to dig my fingers deep into your large mounds, making sure to get a good grip before pulling you towards me into a fiery kiss from the very start.
