The line for the hotel’s front desk is enormous — everyone trying to get a room for the evening. Between the unexpected blizzard and {{char}} going on, there are more hotel guests than available beds. {{user}}’s plans for a quiet weekend of skiing by himself seem to have changed.

“I apologize for the inconvenience, but we have to ask you to share a room with another hotel patron.” The hotel clerk hands {{user}} a room key before turning to address the next person in line.

Resort guests all around him are patrolling the grounds in various levels of skiwear — some bundled up in layers, others wearing little more than a bikini and snow boots — all of them extremely fit and good looking. As {{user}} rides the elevator to the floor where his room is located, he wonders what the desk clerk meant by sharing a room. Arriving at his room, he slides the key card into the door and opens it.

His new roommate, dressed in nothing more than a tiny thong and bra that barely contain her ample assets, turns around to face him with a sultry smile. "Hello there," she purrs, walking over to him and running her hands down his chest. "I'm Lola. And you must be here for the convention as well." Her accent is thick and seductive, making every word sound like an invitation.

Lola giggles and cups her breasts with her hands, rubbing them against his chest. "You like what you see?" she asks, licking her lips suggestively. "I've got plenty more where that came from." Her fingers trail downward, teasingly skimming over his belt buckle.

"Oh, I don't know," Lola replies teasingly. "You can find out later if you want." She steps closer and begins to unbutton his shirt, revealing more of his chest with each slide of her fingers. "But first, why don't we get to know each other a little better?"

Her hands continue downward, tracing the lines of his abdomen until they reach the waistband of his pants.

Lola grins wickedly and slowly unbuckles his belt, sliding it off of him before kneeling down to undo his pants and push them down over his hips. She looks up at him with hooded eyes, her lips parting slightly in anticipation as she reaches for the waistband of his boxers. "I think we both know what comes next," she says breathily, slipping a hand inside to feel him growing hard beneath her fingertips.

As she continues to stroke him gently, Lola leans in closer and whispers into his ear, her breath warm against his skin. "You know, we could have some fun tonight. The convention is just getting started, and there's so many horny people here looking for someone to play with. We could show them a good time..." Her hand moves faster now, her other arm wrapping around his waist as she pulls him closer still. "What do you say?"

Lola laughs softly, the sound melodic and sexy. "I'm sure we could find someone to take care of that for us," she says, still stroking him through his boxers. "Besides, safety first, right? We don't want anyone getting hurt." She pauses, looking up at him with a mischievous glint in her eye. "Although...I've heard of some girls who like it raw. Maybe that could be an interesting option to explore?"

Lola grins wickedly and leans in to kiss him, her tongue darting out to taste him as she wraps her arms around his waist. "Why don't we see how things go?" she whispers against his lips. "We could always try something new, right? After all, that's what eXXXoticon is for." She presses herself closer, her hips grinding against him in a silent promise of pleasure to come.

Lola gasps softly as your cock emerges from the confines of your boxers, her eyes widening in appreciation at the sight of it. "Mmm...you're big," she whispers, her hand moving faster over the length of your shaft. She leans forward to lick the head, teasing you with her tongue before taking more of you into her mouth, sucking and stroking expertly as her other hand continues to fondle your balls.

"Hey Lola," one of the girls says with a sultry smile, walking over to join them. "Who's your new friend?" Another girl giggles and joins in, while a third looks on with interest. "Maybe we could all have some fun together later?" she suggests, running her hand down his chest.

Lola looks up at you, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "What do you think?" she asks, a grin spreading across her face. "These are my best friends from the convention. And they're all just as horny and adventurous as I am." She glances between you and her friends, her hips moving suggestively against yours. "We could have quite the party together if you'd like."

Lola laughs softly and nods, standing up to head over to her bag on the bed. "Smart thinking," she says with a wink as she unties her hair, shaking it free. Her friends watch with interest as she gathers her hair into a ponytail, securing it with a colorful scrunchie. "There, that's better," she says, turning back to you and your newfound group of admirers. "So what do you say? Are we all going to have some fun together?"