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The Hotel

By: theothermanforu



I meet you, as arranged, at a secluded table in the hotel bar. You sit there wearing an outfit designed to tease and please me: a red leather miniskirt, a white silk blouse, and red leather pumps – “fuck me pumps”, you like to call them – with 5-inch heels. The white silk of the blouse almost glows luminously against the tan of your smooth skin, and your nipples are hard against the caress of the soft fabric. You didn’t wear a bra, did you? Naughty girl. And I’m willing to bet a peek beneath your miniskirt would reveal…well, we’ll get to that soon enough, won’t we?

Your full lips gently suck the dregs of your drink through a straw, stained now with lipstick as red and unashamedly sexual as the leather miniskirt that is riding dangerously high on your tanned thighs. Men at neighbouring tables are doing their best to stare without being obvious. But it’s a losing battle. You always draw lecherous looks when you’re out with me. That’s the way I want it. You are my slut, after all. My private whore. My eager cunt. My Ashley.

It’s only been a few weeks since you surrendered yourself to me; allowed the horny slut within you to finally come out and play. I shake my head in bemusement…if your husband only knew what his conservative, faithful wife got up to when he was away on business…

“Let’s go, slut”, I say, extending my hand and helping you rise from the small lounge table. Your eyes flash with excitement to be called that in public. Did anyone hear? I hope so, because a slut is what you are. A marvelous, daring slut…and you’re mine to command.

The elevator doors slide shut and we begin our assent to our suite on the twentieth floor. We’re alone, except for him. Sales, I think. You can just spot the sales guys. Everyone else at this hotel is here to soak up the Miami sun and this guy’s sweltering in his suit and tie. Been there, done that. But right now I’ve got another man’s wife on my arm, dressed like a high-class whore and grinding her crotch against my leg. Life’s a bitch, ain’t it?

Ding! Tenth floor. The doors open for Mister Salesguy to leave, and, feeling generous, I reach down and lift the hem of your miniskirt to your waist, giving him a good look at your pouting, shaved pussy. Oh, I love the way guys’ heads whip around every time I do this. 

Seizing the moment, you purr “Room 2014. Have a nice day”, giving the poor guy a wanton wink. And it’s all I can do not to laugh at the look on his face as the elevator doors close. You have a wonderfully slutty mind, Ashley, and it excites me to know the pleasure you feel when I lift your red leather skirt to display your pussy and ass to that stranger. Your exhibitionist tendencies have certainly wasted no time in coming to the forefront of our relationship. You love it when I display your body for the pleasure of others. 

However, Ashley, my sweet, seductive slut...I think teasing the poor guy by letting him know our room number is a perfectly wicked thing to do...that's my girl. No wonder you and I get along so well. We have the same horny minds. 

You and I arrive at our room and walk to the open balcony. You lean your hips against the railing, your back to me and your legs spread apart as you survey the sun-drenched Miami beach and deep blue water of the ocean 20 floors below us. It's a Saturday afternoon and the beach is crowded with people, enjoying the water and sunshine.



I walk up behind you as you continue gazing out at the ocean, and you feel my hand sliding up the inside of your left thigh, slipping up beneath your red leather skirt so that my fingers can lightly rub against the outer lips of your pussy. Mmmmmm. You're moist with passion, my beautiful whore. I can tell that the encounter with the stranger on the elevator has turned you on. And I like that. I want you turned on as much as possible.

There's a knock at our door. I wonder...

"Answer the door, Ashley", I whisper in your ear, my fingers still caressing your cunt. You moan softly in disappointment, not wanting to break the contact with my hand. "Do as I say, slut, and you will be rewarded", I insist. And you smile, knowing that my rewards are always so pleasurable for both of us.

As you leave the balcony and walk to the door, I call after you. "Wait a moment. Take off your blouse first."

You stop and turn towards me, hesitating for a moment too long. I stride towards you, my hands reaching into the collar of your thin blouse. "Take it off, Ashley", I repeat softly but firmly, "or I'll take it off for you. And we wouldn't want to tear such a pretty blouse, would we?"

"N...no", you reply quietly, yet trustingly. You know that I would never harm you or let you come to harm, but still, you also know that you enjoy the thrill of surrendering to my control at times like this...and I will do with you as I please. That thought excites and arouses you greatly.

The knocking at the door continues as you unbutton your blouse, letting it drop to the floor and revealing your breasts and hard nipples. You gasp slightly as the cool ocean breeze hits your nipples, making them crinkle and stiffen excitedly. "Now...go see who it is, Ashley."

You stand at the door, dressed only in your sexy red leather miniskirt and a pair of high black stiletto heels. Your legs and breasts are naked for anyone to see. Which is exactly what I want, slut. I want people to see my sexy, horny slut for what she is...my personal sex toy.

Nervously excited, you open the door. And he is standing there. The man from the elevator. He looks shocked and unsure, his face reflecting conflicting emotions of sexual arousal and hesitance. 

Whatever he was expecting, he probably wasn't thinking he'd be greeted at the door by a half-naked slut. His eyes slowly look you over and you can feel his gaze like a caress from your "fuck me" stiletto heels, up the creamy skin of your legs...is that a droplet of pussy juice he sees sliding down your inner thigh...past the red leather of your miniskirt, up across your smooth, round breasts with their dark nipples hard with your excitement, past the elegant curve of your neck until he is gazing into your eyes. His look is a mixture of lust and disbelief.

Enjoying that feeling of sexual power, you slowly lick your full lips - a teasing promise.

"Well, don't keep the man waiting, Ashley. Let him in." You take him by his hand and lead him into our suite.

"Hi, I'm Doug", I greet him."And I see you've met Ashley. She's really something, isn't she?"

"Uh, yeah, she sure is", he responds, a little flustered, his eyes still staring at your hard nipples.

"She has a beautiful cunt, you know. Ashley, show the nice man your cunt." 

"No, no, that's okay", the man stammers, "I don't want to cause any trouble."

"Oh, no trouble at all", I say, walking up next to you and lifting your chin with my hand, as if displaying a prized possession to an honored guest. "Ashley likes showing her cunt to men, don't you, darling?" And you nod submissively, barely able to speak. "Tell the nice man, Ashley. Tell him want you want to do."

Your voice barely a whisper, you look up into my eyes and respond: "I want him to look at my cunt."

"Louder, Ashley...and don't tell me, tell him. Now."

Turning your face towards him, you boldly take the next step, obeying: "I want you to look at my cunt."

"Again, slut. Tell him what you want him to do." And the stranger's eyes grow wide as he realizes that you will do exactly as I instruct you to do.

"I want you to look at my CUNT!” you almost shout, hardly believing that those words came out of your own mouth. Can this really be you, you think...can this whore with her dripping wet pussy really be the sweet, mild, oh-so-ordinary married woman your husband thinks you are? But this feels so good...so right...you want to give up control of yourself to me...to let me use you as my toy, to play with as I wish. And as your mind admits that you will submit to anything - ANYTHING - that I tell you to do, a shuddering thrill pulses up your spine, leaving your skin tingling to be touched. 

"Now then, sir", I ask him, "You can plainly see that this little slut is eager to show you her pussy. So why don't you sit back on the bed there, relax, and let the slut show you. Lead the gentleman to the bed, Ashley."

And you take the stranger's hand in your own and lead him over to the king-sized bed, indicating that he should sit down on the edge.

His eyes are locked onto you as you stand there in front of him. Your hands drift down across your body, brushing against your breasts. You can see the stranger's cock swelling in his pants as you take your nipples between your fingers and give them a hard, sharp pinch. His eyes follow your hands as you bring them down across your stomach, past the waistband of the leather miniskirt and finally to rest gripping the hem.

Standing behind you to one side, I encourage you. "Go on, Ashley. Show him that sweet cunt of yours." 

And your hands lift your skirt off your thighs, pulling the red leather up and up...like a curtain opening on a Broadway show...to expose your naked, shaved pussy to the stranger's vision. You cunt is bare, shaved as I ordered it to be from now on...not a single hair to hide the fleshy lips and hard nub of your clit. It's almost sinful, how young and vulnerable your cunt looks...innocent...and yet so fucking wet and dying to be touched...licked...fucked. The cunt of a whore...your cunt...Doug's cunt, to do with as he pleases. Yes. My cunt. To show off to strangers...to show them what a dirty slut you really are...the slut that you've always imagined yourself to be. And now, because of your surrender to my tender, discreet and understanding care, those fantasies are coming to delicious life. 

You hear my voice behind you. "Ask him to touch it, Ashley."

"Touch my cunt." you ask the now-speechless stranger. 

"Touch my cunt, what, slut?” I growl softly, anger rising warningly in my tone. 

"Touch my cunt, PLEASE..." you beg, and the more you say it, the more you realize that you NEED this man to touch you, you WANT to feel his fingers inside your pussy, knowing that you will be pleasing Doug as well as this complete stranger.

His hand reaches up, tentatively, and his fingers brush against the outer lips of your bare pussy. OHGOD! The feeling sends a shock through your body and your legs spread apart involuntarily, as if urging him to touch you deeper.

Sensing your submissive willingness, the strangers grows bolder…and first one, then two of his fingers slide inside your cunt and begin stroking in and out...in and out...

"Yes, that's it.” you hear me tell him. "Give this little whore a good finger-fucking. Feel how wet and tight her cunt is? Ashley's wanted to be finger-fucked all day, haven't you, Ashley?"

"Y - y - yes...” you whimper, your mind all but consumed by the sensation of this stranger's fingers plunging in and out of your pussy. 

"Well, why don't you give our guest a nice treat for finger-fucking you so well, Ashley? Let’s see... what kind of treat could you give him? Ah, I know just the thing. Ashley? Listen to what I want you to do. Are you paying attention?"

And you nod your head in affirmation, your cunt still throbbing as the stranger's fingers pound into your pussy.

"Take this gentleman's fingers out of your cunt and lick your juice off them."

And you obey, grasping the man's hand and dropping to your knees on the carpet in front of him, taking his fingers into your mouth and licking them clean. The taste of your pussy drenches the stranger's fingers, and you taste the salt of his skin mingled with the musky fluid of your cunt. It's a strange, yet wonderful taste that makes you hungry for more.

"Now...I want you to remove your miniskirt and take our guest out to the balcony, Ashley."

You stand, unzipping the red leather skirt...and, like a surrendered flag, it drops to the floor around your stiletto heels. Except for those sexy high heels, you are now totally naked before this stranger... and you thrill to the thought of it! What would your husband think if he could see you right now, here in this hotel suite naked in front of your lover and a man you just met 10 minutes ago on the elevator? Wouldn't your husband be surprised to see how dripping wet your cunt is? And a sly, naughty grin spreads across your lips at the thought of his reaction to your wanton abandon. Fuck him, you think. I belong to Doug now.

Again you take the stranger's hand in your own as you lead him, his erection straining against his pants, to the balcony.

"Good girl, Ashley. Now...lean out over the railing and spread your legs. Yes, that's it...stick your ass in the air so our guest can see your sweet pussy. Now, slut...I want you to beg him to fuck you."

Your mind is a whirlwind of emotions. Your eyes take in your exposed location - naked except for a pair of high heels, on a hotel balcony, with hundreds - no, thousands of strangers down below you on the beach, and one other stranger standing right behind you, - his pants now hastily dropped to his ankles; his hand furiously stroking his hard cock.

"W-what?” you reply breathlessly, not quite sure you really heard me correctly.

I stride up next to you, angry, my hand whipping out, slapping your ass so hard it leaves a red hand imprint on your flesh. "I SAID BEG HIM TO FUCK YOU, SLUT!" And the sting of my voice is even more insistent than the sting of my hand on your ass.

"F-fuck me."

Another hard slap. "Louder!"

"Fuck Me!"

SLAP! "Again."

"FUCK ME! PLEASE, FUCK ME!” you cry.

And now you can feel the head of the stranger's cock pressing up behind you as he wets the tip against your dripping pussy. And then he is inside you in one, urgent thrust! No foreplay, no romance...this is just a whore getting a good, hard fucking.

He is grunting behind you, his hands on your ass, his fingernails digging into your skin as he fucks away at your obedient cunt. You turn your head to look at me, and you see a smile of satisfaction grow on my face. And you know that you are my slut, totally and completely.

"Do you want to feel his cum, slut?” I ask, bending near you. "Answer me."

"Yes, I want to feel his cum, Doug.” you reply gaspingly.

"Ah, yes, but WHERE should you feel his cum, slut, that is the question...sir, where do you want to cum on her? Pussy, tits, face...she likes it all, so it's up to you."

And he speaks, not believing his luck, but not about to turn down the chance to fuck a hot little slut he just met: "Can I come in her mouth? I'd like to watch her swallow my cum."

"Of course. Ashley's a real cum-slut, aren't you, Ashley? She just can't get enough cum in her mouth, can you, slut? You love to swallow cum."

And you nod your head, ready to obey any command now, the idea of swallowing this stranger's cum taking over your mind, becoming your only goal: to swallow his cum!

You feel the stranger begin to buck and thrash behind you, his legs tensing as he reaches the point of no return. And you turn and drop to your knees there on the balcony, taking the stranger's cock in your mouth and feeling the veins throb with blood on your tongue. Your hand grabs his hot prick, gripping it tightly and stroking his hard shaft as your lips suck on his swollen head, willing the stranger to cum in your mouth. His hands grab your head and force your mouth down deeper onto his cock, fucking your mouth as it once fucked your cunt only moments ago.

And then you feel the hot, thick ropes of cum erupt into your throat. Your mouth fills with his cum and you swallow eagerly, hungry for the musky, salty taste. As you pause to swallow, a second wave of cum shoots from his cock across your cheeks and into your hair. Ignoring the sticky mess dripping from your face, you pull his cock back into your mouth, licking and swallowing every drop as it flows from the tip. 

"Mmmm. That's a good slut, Ashley...a very good slut. And thank you, sir, for helping me put Ashley in her place. She’s just learning what I expect of her, but she shows great potential. I think she’ll make quite a good whore, you know. And she has such a tight little cunt, don't you agree?"

"Oh yeah, buddy, yeah...fuck, she was great. I couldn't believe it when I saw her on the elevator, showing off her ass like that."

"Ah, yes...she can be a wicked little cock-teaser, can't you, Ashley?" And you nod, the stranger's cock still in your hungry mouth and streams of his cum still hanging from your hair and face. "Would you like to walk this gentleman to his room, Ashley?"

"May I?” you ask, letting his cock finally slide, limp and spent, out of your mouth. 

"Yes, you may, Ashley. But on one condition...you will go as you are now. No clothes. Just your high heels. And you will NOT wipe his cum from your face. You will let everyone you meet on the way from our suite to this gentleman's room see you with his cum dripping on your face. I want everyone to know what a dirty little cum-hungry whore you are. Is that understood?"

"Yes, Doug", you meekly whisper, your head bowed in submission to my will.

"Then go on, slut...accompany our guest back to his room and then return here. I feel like fucking you myself."

And you rise, helping the stranger back into his pants, tucking and zipping and returning him to his normal appearance as a straight-laced businessman...and all the while you are still naked, with a stranger's cum drying on your face and in your hair.

You walk to the door of our suite, leading the stranger out of our room and into the hallway. As you leave, you hear my voice follow you...

"Oh, and one more thing, Ashley..." The two of you pause, mid-step. "...when you get his room, ask this nice man if he would like to come back tonight after dinner to fuck your ass."

Not the end...

The Hotel



The streets of Menzoberranzan were busy as usual with drow, merchants peddling funguses, weapons, and other pottery and wares. The early market hustle and bustle parted for the two kender, speaking in hushed voices. They were curious about the colors of the female's battle armor, and the jingling of the bells covering it. They were only slightly less intrigued by the male cloaked in black following her, wielding a quarterstaff of polished walnut. Nobody barred their way as they went into the Black Dragon Inn, located just one block from the gates to the castle.

The drow behind a counter, scowling, looked at the two entering his establishment. In a very tense voice, dripping with malice, he spoke in elven to the security personnel flanking the door. The two elves, large for their race, moved in, but were cut short by a feminine voice. She spoke the tongue as well as if she had been raised by them, ordering the two not to lay a finger upon her. She looked up at the innkeeper, and spoke in flawless drow. "I am Mithrell Kendermore, and I will be staying in this hotel."

The clerk looked at her in surprise a moment, then reclined in his chair in an easy position, of one used to being in power. He spoke easily, with an accent that indicated him a distant relative of the House of Do'Urden. "And how exactly do you plan to pay for this?" At this, the black robed guard trailing her, apparently also easy with the tongue, stepped forward. He brought forth a small satchel of black velvet and handed it to Mithrell. She took it and turned it upside down, revealing a king's ransom in platinum doubloons. Mithrell giggled as she almost saw the pieces reflected in the greedy owner's eyes.

"I assure you, lord innkeeper, that we have enough to pay for this." He stammered to the bellboy, who ran forward wearing the typical gaudy uniform of red and yellow, with twin rows of brass buttons running down the chest. He guided them to the best room in the inn, at the very back. He threw open the doors of carved mahogany doors, and ushered them inside. Mithrell smiled at the room. It was very spacious, almost like being in a mansion of their own. A stove sat in the corner, and an oaken table sat in the middle of the room, large enough for a dozen people to sit comfortably around. Adamante turned to the bellboy, his black robes flowing, and bowed him out. As he closed the doors, Mithrell flopped down on the bed.

Adamante set to preparing lunch as Mithrell polished her battle armor, humming softly to herself. Almost an hour had passed, and she did not notice until the enticing aroma of jasmine-scent candles filled her senses. She looked up to see Adamante smiling, dressed in dress robes of black. He bowed to her and pulled her chair out for her to seat. She gave him a peck on the cheek before sitting, and watched him sit next to her. They talked as they ate the remaining venison from last night's kill, speaking of the looks on the faces of the populace at seeing such a bright and cheery kender enter their stronghold.

As they finished, Mithrell reclined in her chair as Adamante took care of the dishes. When he returned, he tripped and fell against the table, which shook one of the candles loose. It fell to the edge of the table with a soft thud, and Mithrell gasped as a droplet of wax his her bare calf. Adamante looked up to apologize, and noticed something about her... a quickening of her breath and a flush adorning her skin. He smiled to himself as he set the candle back up and lit it again, also lighting a third candle smelling of cinnamon. He pushed the candles aside and looked to her, watching her peel the cooling wax from her flesh. She looked into his eyes, and blushed furiously at what she saw there.

He left her alone for a while, while he washed the dishes. She played absently with the wax she peeled from her skin, humming to herself, and did not notice Adamante sneaking up behind her. She did not feel him slip beneath the table and attach lengths of silken rope to the legs. She only noticed when suddenly he grabbed her neck, putting a paralyzing nerve pinch on her shoulder. She stood limp, unable to react, as he placed her on the tabletop and bound her hand and foot to the legs of the table. When sensation finally returned, she pulled at the bonds, then slumped back as she realized that she would not be able to break them. She watched him walk around the table, observing her heightened breathing and the crimson her face and neck were turning. He draw a long knife from his belt, and she shivered with it touched her belly.

She felt the tip slide up her body, drawing a thin line of blood while at the same time it tore through her travel tunic. A quick motion to either shoulder, and he laid open the front of it to his eyes. He pulled at the material, and it slipped form her body with ease. He grinned evilly as he did the same to her legs, sliding the dagger first down the outside of her left leg then up the outside of her right. He reached between her thighs, pinching her sex roughly before yanking the cut leather from her. She lay nude on the table before him, her bright violet eyes watching him, her breathing rapid and shallow, her chest, neck, and face flushed with desire. She watched him as he jumped onto the table, and kneel between her legs. "Don't say a word, m'Lady, or I will leave you like this for the drow to find and use as they wish."

She knew what the dark elves liked doing with bound and helpless females... she clamped her mouth shut and nodded. He smiled and lowered his face to her sex, breathing cool air on her heated flesh. She watched him reach into his belt and pull a vicious-looking dagger from a concealed scabbard. He slammed the dagger flat against the table, and she heard the metal snap as she flinched. He held up the dagger once more, the blade gone from it, and now holding a polished handle of maple wood. She felt him trail the cold metal pommel, rounded to make it easy to hold, down the valley of her breasts, across her tight belly. She moaned softly when it touched her sex, then shivered as she felt it move lower still. She lifted her hips at his unspoken command, and nodded bleakly as he pressed it against her rosebud, then pushed inside.

Just as the plant had done in the tunnel to the city, she felt her ass being penetrated roughly. She moaned in pleasure as she felt the crossguard press against the flesh of her curvaceous rear end. closed her eyes, breathing heavily at the sensation, and cried out suddenly as she felt another item being pushed into her sex. She looked to see the handle of a bullwhip being forced into her, Adamante's eyes upon hers, a crazed lust filling them. She quaked as it filled her, until the knotted end pressed against her cervix.

He wound the trailing end of the whip around her hips and thighs, binding it inside her in a harness-style rope lock inside her. She watched him leave her then, go behind her, leave her alone with her trickling sex, her pleasantly stretched ass, and her own heat before she saw a length of silk being drawn over her eyes. She closed them as it was tied behind her head, binding her eyes shut. She heard rustling around her, and she shivered in anticipation, then silence. Suddenly, she screamed.

A sizzling drop of wax dripped from the candle in Adamante's hand onto the exposed curve of her left breast. She moaned, her flesh burning pleasantly, and she cried out again as another drop hit her right. Soon, she was moaning, jumping slightly each time a new drop hit her mounds of flesh. She felt the skin being drawn tight under the shrinking wax, making her nipples agonizingly hard. She silently prayed he would not find them, but another voice inside her was telling her that she would like it. After a moment, the drops stopped, and she felt his breath warm her ear. "m'Lady, do try to remain quiet..."

She gulped and nodded, bracing herself. She bit her lip, drawing blood, as the first bolt of pain lanced through both nipples simultaneously, the wax dribbling in swift drops onto the rosy nubbins. She slackened in her bonds as the wax cooled, tightening her nipples in an exotic soft clamp. He sighed softly in pleasure as he regarded his work, then she felt his shadow looming over her. She could smell his cock inches from her as wax trailed lightly down her front. She quivered in both anticipation and fear as he stopped just short of her mound.

Another short pause, and she felt the cold touch of steel to her pubis. He whispered, 'don't move," before drawing the razor-sharp blade across her mound. The lush curls that grew there fell away as he groomed her there, starting with the fleshy mound before moving down. She felt her sex moisten, adding lubrication to the blades as it pulled down the right side of her, leaving the flesh there chilled and very smooth. She bit her lip as it drew up the left side. An agonizingly delicate breath of air upon her, and the last curls were swept away.

He felt his hands undoing the whip and pull it from her, then set it aside. She whispered softly, "no, please... don't..." He smiled as he knelt between her legs, the begging half-heard, drowned out in the lust for him to continue. He took the hood of her clit and drew it up with two fingers, exposing the sensitive nub. She screamed loudly, unable to help herself, as the first drops hit the flesh. A minute passed, wax hitting at swift intervals on and around the burning nubbin of her desire, before he finally stopped. She felt it begin to swell as the wax cooled, locking it in place. She was dimly aware of him releasing the hood back to cover it, and she heard him blow out the candles.

His weight was released from her, and he looked deeply into her blindfolded eyes. He smiled as he reached down, placing the length of his manhood against the opening of her sex. She moaned, her hips bucking upwards as he slid home, claiming her body in one long stroke. He began to thrust in her slowly, then with building speed as she thrashed her head from side to side in ecstasy.

She soon realized, in one sudden burst of thought, why he had encased her clit in wax. The combination of the lust of his rigid cock filing her again and again, combined with the lack of sensation to her clitoris was driving her insane. She bucked hard against his thrusts, trying to stimulate herself as he thrust in and out of her. Her motions swiftly became desperate, rolling her hips around, stretching the ropes, her voice quietly pleading with him to fuck her harder, the sensations combining in an agonizingly pleasurable wave through her.

She felt him reach underneath her, grabbing the length of blade still protruding from the dagger hilt in her ass. He soon began thrusting into her with the same speed and power both above, in her sex, and below in her nether hole. She bucked and writhed, he climax coming slowly. She suddenly cried out in pleasure, the wax now dripping on her breasts once more. The drops quickened as she whimpered, and when she finally reached her climax, the wax was running in a steady stream across her breasts. She saw light flashing even through the blindfold as the orgasm ripped through her body, and heard him cry out in amazement and ecstasy, slamming into her hard one last time before unloading his thick white cum inside her.

They lay entwined for several minutes, feeling him soften and finally slip from her sex. He pulled the dagger hilt out and cast it aside, then slipped from atop her to the side of the table. He smiled as he drew the blindfold from her eyes, looking into them. What he saw reflected in the wide violet orbs was lust and satisfaction, and she mouthed a silent thanks to him as she moaned softly, relaxing in her bondage. She jumped as his fingers broke the cast of her clit, pulling the two pieces of wax from beneath the protective hood, and smiled as he carefully set them aside. She hummed patiently as he swept her breasts clean of the stops and streams of wax, and smiled more broadly as he carefully removed the casts of her nipples and set them aside.

As he finally released the ropes from her arms and legs, she sat up and kissed him gently upon the lips, then slid from the table to dress. Not another word was spoken as Adamante set aside the pieces of wax, then began preparing supper. She reclined in the bed, nude still, her body still quivering in the aftershocks of pleasure, and wondering what she could do to him to punish him for taking her... to punish him, and to thank him.



The Hotel



When you opened the hotel room and walked in I was laying on the bed looking forward to the evening. The look on your face was one of both shock and excitement as I got up and started walking towards you. "Hi," I said, reaching out to shake your hand. "I'm Rob," I said, and not one to be shy, I moved your hand down and placed it at my crotch. "Your friends asked me to show you a good time tonight," I said, smiling as I looked in your eyes. Suddenly it all became clear, your friends had a wild look in their eyes when they gave you the hotel key and told you to go and relax. Somehow they had managed to set this whole thing up. "I hope you like me," I said.

I guess you had already decided that you did because you dropped to your knees in front of me, opened my pants and grabbed my still soft cock in your hands. It was always a favorite of mine for a woman to work me to a full erection with her mouth, and I guess you sensed this from my immediate moans. You had me in your mouth all the way to the base of my cock and you sucked hungrily while flicking my shaft with your tongue. I felt that familiar rush and I was soon coming to life in your mouth as you used your hands to free me of my pants. I was at a full erection in no time and you started to stroke me with your hand as you moved your mouth down to suck on my balls. I had almost forgotten that I needed to maintain some sense of control over the situation. I had a lot planned for the evening. I looked down and saw a little devilish look and as you put your lips around my head and sucked my whole cock into your mouth and down your throat. "Damn," I said, "you are going to make me cum in your mouth if you're not careful."

I pulled off my shirt and you continued to drench my cock in your saliva. I knew that if I let you continue I was going to shoot my load in your mouth, so I grabbed you by the shoulders and stood you up in front of me. I kissed you deeply with my tongue dancing in your mouth as I tore off your shirt and then pushed you back on the bed to remove your jeans. I reached over to the nightstand as soon as I had your clothes off and grabbed the handcuffs and blindfold that I had placed there. "Do you mind?" I asked and you simply smiled as I secured you to he bed and placed the blindfold over your eyes.

I wanted to taste you so badly that I immediately fell on the bed and buried my face between your legs lapping up your sweet juices. I shoved my tongue deep inside of you and as you moaned I pushed my lips against your clit even harder. I continued to eat you with increased passion alternating between sucking your swollen lips between mine and teasing your sensitive clit with my tongue. I knew that I was getting you close to an orgasm but I stopped just before you hit your peak. "Don't worry babe," I said, "I'll get you there, but I have to get something. I'll be right back."

You laid there bound to the bed and wondered what I could possibly be doing. You felt vulnerable. After all you were now handcuffed to a bed and blindfolded in the hotel room of a complete and total stranger. You listened as I left the room and came back in a couple of minutes. Although you were both aroused and frightened you did not say a word.

As you heard me walk back towards the bed you had no idea of what was about to come. Suddenly the hands that were exploring your entire body were different and the touch more soft. I fell to the bed between your legs again and parted the lips of your pussy with my tongue once more. Nikki in the meantime was poised with her face just above yours licking her soft lips. As her hands moved to focus on the soft warm flesh of your breasts she began offering you tender kisses on your lips. It was then that you said the first thing you said all night.

"Oh fuck," you moaned, "this is so good." I guess all three of us were in tune with each other because as soon as I started to kiss my way up your stomach to move up your body, Nikki had begun to kiss and lick her way down. We had exchanged places and at the same time as I took one of your hardening nipples in my mouth, her tongue slowly and deliberately parted the warm wet lips of your slit. You gave a little jump on the bed as if and electric shock had surged through your body and I knew you were enjoying all of this attention. She continued to pleasure you with her incredible mouth as I rolled up closely beside you to nibble on your neck. I removed your blindfold so you could see this beautiful woman that was eating your pussy and making you so wet. I rolled over after removing your handcuffs and started to kiss you hard on the lips, driving my tongue deep inside your mouth. You could still taste your own pussy on my tongue. My now aching cock was resting on your thigh as Nikki now found she had the best of both worlds at her disposal. This was apparently driving her crazy as she alternated between sucking my shaft deep in her mouth and then diving back in to your warm pussy. With each change in focus, she used a free hand to either massage your clit or take long slow strokes up and down my cock. We were both at the point where we could barely take any more when she let me fall out of her mouth and fall back on your thigh with a little slap. She then kissed her way back up the entire length of your body and joined me at your neck as we both let our hands roam all over your body.

As all of our hungers started to grow, the kissing and exploring became more and more passionate. I rolled you over on your side so that I was behind you and you were directly facing Nikki. She sensed what I wanted immediately and reached down between your legs to grab my hard cock and help guide it into you inch by inch. As I entered you from behind she looked you directly in the eyes sharing and savoring your pleasure. I reached around with my arm to pull her closer to you as she offered her warm, wet tongue to your mouth. She then slid her one hand behind your neck and lifted your hair so that I could kiss you there and as this brought tingles down your spine, you reached down between her legs to part her lips and slide one of your fingers into her full, swollen slit. We soon found a rhythm that satisfied all three of us and lost ourselves in the moment. We became almost one body with you between us in a sandwich of smooth, hot flesh.

We continued like this for what seemed like an eternity of pleasure before I noticed that Nikki's breath was getting shorter and faster. Obviously your fingers were working their magic on her clit. I slid my one hand down between your legs and did the same for you as I continued to take you from behind with long, steady strokes. It was almost like a chain of fireworks as the orgasms began. First, she gasped and started to shudder as her body surrendered to her climax, then I felt you grab me even tighter inside of you with your walls contracting as you reached your peak. I had been on the edge for a long time now. "Fuck baby, I am going to cum so hard inside you...ohhhhh fuccccckk!" I screamed and with one final thrust I grew rock hard and exploded, throbbing and pumping stream after stream of hot cum deep inside of you.

All of us were completely spent, and we laid there for a few moments, with our bodies still wrapped together before Nikki started kissing her way down your body once again. She removed my still hard cock from inside of you with her hand and then took me in her mouth savoring the taste of our combined juices. When she had licked me clean, she then put her mouth down to you to lick your lips and give your tender clit a few final flicks with he tongue.

We rested for a few minutes before...well, that's another story...



The Hotel



We have arranged to meet at the hotel in town. He has phoned with the room number and a few definite instructions.

They include that I must be wearing a short skirt, button up shirt no bra and no panties & high heels. I am to ensure I am shaved clean. I can bring along my favorite toys and lubricant.

I arrive with the necessary attire and toys my favourites being my rabbit and my strawberry and chocolate flavoured lube.

We met in a bar. He is a good-looking gentleman a few years older, married and with a beard. He is strong willed and well spoken - intelligent and sexy.

I go up to the room and find the door unlocked and slightly open. I walk in. I am nervous. My heart is thumping in my chest. No one knows where I am. The danger and anticipation have made me wet 

The lights are dimmed in the room. It's a clean room in an average hotel - nothing stylish - functional with a queen-sized bed. There is champagne on the dressing table. I look around in the dim light. He's nowhere to be seen. I'm confused.

My cell phone rings. A deep quiet male voice comes through.

"There is a blindfold on the dresser next to the champagne. Put down your bag, put on the blindfold and stand in the middle of the floor with your back to the door. Make sure the door is still open. Spread you legs and place your hands behind your back."

I do as instructed. As I spread my legs I feel my wetness against my thighs.

I stand in the silent room

Suddenly I feel a satin cord slip around my wrists and tighten. He moves in against my back and I feel his hardness. His hands slip around and find the top button. Slowly he undoes my shirt. He slips his hands around my naked breasts and pinches my nipples, gently tugging at my nipple ring. I feel the shudders running down my spine.

He slips the shirt over my shoulders and slides his hands to the zip of my skirt. I feel the zip slide open and his hands tug my skirt down over my hips. It falls to the floor in a pile. 

His voice whispers against my ear "step forward out of the skirt and spread your legs a little wider please"

I step forward and spread them - feeling the breeze against my wet hard clit. There is silence in the room. I jump a little as the champagne cork pops. I hear him pour it into the glass. I can feel him move in front of me. Suddenly the cold glass connects with my skin between my breasts. He slides it down across my stomach and between the lips of my pussy where he pauses for just a moment and turns the glass between the lips. I giggle for a moment. He places a finger over my mouth and tells me to "shhhh. Feel - don't make a sound - just feel"

His finger trails across my chin and down my body to my throbbing pussy. His finger glides over my pussy and pauses. I strain forward. I desperately want him to plunge it into me and slide it back to grip my hard clit between his thumb and forefinger. He holds it still though almost driving me wild. His thumb joins his forefinger and they glide between my lips skirting my clit. Suddenly he pulls his hand away and he moves behind me. I feel him slip the satin cord off my wrists. He takes my hand and guides me toward the bed.

"Lie down - on your stomach please. Legs nice and wide. Arms above your head toward the wall, wrists together."

I place my face down into the pillows, my legs open and my hands above my head he slides the cord over my wrists and ties the cord to the headboard with a length free for movement.

"Please bend your knees and lift your arse into the air with your head down"

As I follow his instruction I feel myself blush. I am completely exposed. Suddenly I feel the coldness of the champagne running down through my crack. His finger catches it at the bottom. I hear him slide his finger into his mouth and lick it off. Suddenly I feel his tongue against my clit. He licks the champagne off I bite my lip as I try not to cry out. I thrust back trying to get him closer and harder. He pulls away.

"Stay still my little slut or I will stop"

I stop and my breath catches in my throat I hear him going to my bag and opening it.

"Ah, rabbits strawberries and chocolates - a good selection - I can have fun with these."

I hear the lube being opened. I can imagine him spreading it across my trusty rabbit. I can hear his soft footsteps across the carpeted floor and feel his warmth behind me. I feel the warm slippery rabbit slide along my crack. Forward and back. Forward and back. I rock to meet it. Thrusting my hips forward and back.

Suddenly it slips into me. Deep and hard. I feel myself almost cum but he slips it out again and moves away my head is spinning my breath is coming in short sharp gasps. 

"Did you like that my little slut"

"Y...yesssssss" I answer in a husky voice

"Do you want more my little slut?"

"Pl..Please. Oh God yes!

"Very well"

I hear the rabbit's soft hum as he switches it on. He brings it against my wet open cunt lips. It slides in slowly but definitely. His other hands holds my pussy open and guides the rabbits ears around my clit. He twists it from side to side and then in and out. Up and down. Its ears rubbing around and over my clit its slight vibration intensifying the feeling. He increases its speed. I push myself back further, opening myself wider. My back arches. He turns it up further. Thrusts it in deeper and harder. Slides it over and around my clit. I feel my orgasm mounting. The first shudders running up and down my spine.

"Don't cum yet my slut - don't cum yet"

I move my hips in to move the rabbit's ears away from my clit

"No, no my sweet ... stay still ...I will move your trusty friend"

He slides it away from my clit and thrusts it deeper into my cunt instead. I feel it brush against my g-spot.

Suddenly he leans over me his body covering mine his hand moving the rabbit back his other hand finding my hard nipple and tugging on my nipple ring. The change of sensation leaves me breathless and giddy. I feel his hard dick against my arse the rabbit slips out of me and his hand comes up to cup my other breast.

He is quietly rubbing himself against me - his pants still on. His hands slide up over my back and into my hair. His fingers part and grip my hair between them. He tugs and pulls my head back. I feel my back arch and my head tilt back. His one hand runs down the length of my face coming to rest on my chin. He slides it down my throat and along my shoulder. His other hand joins it and they run down my spine. Up and down. A shiver runs through me. He releases me and steps back. I hear the zip of his pants open. I hear him sit down on the chair. I hear his shoes hit the ground followed by his belt and pants. He stands and must be removing his shirt and tie. I feel him move back behind me as his hands come to rest on my hips.

He pauses. I feel his hard cock against my open cunt. Suddenly he plunges into me as his hands pull my hips back to meet him. He is deep inside me. Deep and hard. He pulls out and plunges back into me while gripping my hips.

I feel myself getting lost in the sensations. I feel my cunt gripping him. Suddenly his hands release me and he slides out of me.

My giddiness subsides and I feel my confusion take over.

"I told you to remain silent - you have not listened my slut"

I don't even realize that I have made a noise

"I'm sorry... I really am sorry ... please don't stop. Please" I beg

"In a moment my dear. In a moment."

The silence in the room is deafening. I feel my throbbing intensify again. The anticipation is killing me.

"Roll over and spread your legs - knees bent and knees wide apart" 

I drop myself onto the bed and spread myself wide open as I lie on my back my hands tied above me. My shoes still on raise my hips higher and my legs wide open with knees wide apart leaves my wet cunt exposed. I feel the air cooling my wetness. He is at the foot of the bed neatly between my legs. He kneels down sliding a pillow under my hips. His fingers spread my cunt lips. I feel his head drop and his tongue run along my groove. First one side, then the other. I open my legs wider. 

I wish my hands were loose. I would grip his head and hold him closer pushing his face deeper into my groove.

I catch a moan in my throat and suppress it. He circles my clit his teeth just touching her. I feel myself bordering on cumming. I feel it mounting. I am thrusting up to meet him. To drive his tongue harder into me. His hands slip around my thighs. His fingers pull my lips wide open. His tongue moves hard against me. Suddenly I can't help myself. The orgasm runs down my spine and explodes through my cunt. I feel it pulsing. The thrusts helping it along. It rolls back up my spine and comes down in a second, harder explosion. The scream that breaks from my lips comes from deep down. Somewhere primal. It bounces off the walls and is joined by a second loud moan. I lie back my legs collapsed over the edge of the bed, my head spinning, my lips dry and my breath ragged as the orgasm subsides I hear a knock at the door.

He goes to answer. It is the hotel manager.

"Is everything ok here sir?"

"Yes, perfectly fine."

"Oh," comes the embarrassed answer

"It's just that we heard the screams and thought someone was hurt."

"No, no-one hurt here. Thank you."

"Sorry to interrupt then sir." 

An amused giggle is heard as the door closes. I giggle too. I didn't realize how loud I can be. He unties me and removes the blindfold. As my eyes become accustomed to the light I sit up. He pushes a cold glass of champagne into my hand.

"You enjoyed that did you"?

My quaking knees and heaving breath confirm my eager "Yes, thank you."

I realize he hasn't cum yet. I stand up and move around to stand in front of him. I move between his legs and take the champagne from his hand. Gently I push him back on to the bed. As he lies back I kneel between his legs. His cock is hard and clearly keen to be helped to relax. I cup his balls in my hand and guide his hard cock head into my mouth I run my tongue around the head and slide my lips over the head.

He groans and arches to meet me. I decide not to punish him for the sound and movement. I am too keen to enjoy the taste of him. I release his cock and replace it with my hand. I move my head down over his balls. I lick them and slide first one then the other into my mouth. I run my hand up and down his cock my fingers sliding over the head. He arches again and his hand slip down into my hair. He grips the side of my head.

This is my favourite part. This is where his hands tell me what he wants and I decide when and how to deliver on the demand. I release his balls and slide my mouth back over his cock head. My fingers come to join my mouth along his shaft. I feel his hands grip me tightly and guide me down. He thrusts deeply into me, his cock hitting the back of my throat. I pull back and follow my lips up with my fingers

I am wet. I want to feel him cum deep in my throat. I want to taste him and hear him as he shudders though his orgasm. I feel like a dirty naughty slut. I love it.

I slide my lips back hard along his shaft. I slip my hands under his arse and guide him forward. His feet help raise him as they rest on the floor. As he thrusts up I thrust my mouth down over him. My teeth just touching his head and shaft. Faster and faster we go until suddenly he arches hard and a moan of note escapes his lips his hips thrust forward and his cum explodes into my mouth. I run my tongue along the base of his cock head. He shivers, quivers and moans. He tastes salty and sweet.

I swallow his cum down slowly leaving just enough to give him a taste. I slide up onto the bed over him and find his lips. As I plunge my tongue deep into his mouth I release his cum onto the back of his tongue. I slide it back up coating his tongue. He tastes and a wry little smile graces his lips.

"Tastes good. Almost as good as you."

I hear giggling at the door and realize that the hotel staff has been listening in. I smirk giggle and loudly say, "Hope that was as good for you as it was for us."

"Thank you," comes the reply before the giggles move off down the passage.

I turn to find him, eyes closed, smile wide and breath deep. I curl up beside him and fall asleep with him.



The Hotel



I'm standing at the registration desk of the hotel we agreed upon, a small bag in my hand. I didn't pack much, as you requested. I don't think I'll need much else, this weekend, do you? The woman returns with my credit card and hands me a slip of paper. "You have a message, ma'am." I open the paper and read: 

"Here are your instructions: Leave a key to your room in an envelope with my name on it at the Front Desk. Get to your room. Shower quickly. Lay naked on the bed, legs spread WIDE, and wait for me. Do nothing else. Hurry." 

My stomach flips as I read your note. What have I got myself into? As I crumble the paper, mindlessly searching for a waste paper bin, I realise that my entire body is flushed, warm, tingling. It begins. 

I quickly take the lift up to my room, drop my small bag on the floor and hop into the shower, remembering your words. I'm so aroused already that I'm tempted to linger a bit, but I don't want you to catch me in here (God only knows what you would do if i disobeyed you), so I rinse off and grab a towel. 

I dry myself quickly and lay on the bed. And I wait. 

The room is cold and my nipples grow hard in no time. Five minutes. I'm thinking of what this weekend will bring. Ten. I wonder how far I'll be able to go, can I withstand whatever you give me? Thirty. My stomach flips again, wondering where you are, knowing you're making me wait purposely. Enjoying the fact that I'm completely naked, pussy open, waiting for you, not moving. Just that thought, knowing the control you have over me, gets me wet. 

I'm lost in thought when I suddenly hear the door open. My heart starts to pound. My eyes grow wide, waiting for a glimpse of you, waiting for you to round the corner, waiting to see if I have pleased you. 

Then there you are. You walk to the foot of the bed, not speaking. Your eyes are all over me. And you smile. You have a small bag in your hand as well, and you let it drop to the floor as you start to walk around the bed, your eyes never leaving my body.  

I start to speak, and you raise your finger to your lips, hushing me. 

You reach down and casually touch one nipple, barely, just brushing over it with your fingertip. I gasp softly, the electricity of your first touch waking my entire body. Your fingers trail softly down my body, my stomach. Your expression is intent, assessing my body like a fine piece of furniture you just purchased. 

Your hand trails down between my legs, and quickly dips inside my pussy. I moan and raise my hips slightly. You look at me with eyebrows raised. I can tell you are surprised how wet I am already. You walk back to the foot of the bed, bringing your fingers to your mouth, tasting me. 

Then you speak. "Open your legs wider, slut." I hear your voice for the first time, strong, clear, demanding. My legs are already widely spread, but I open them a bit more, as much as I can. "More" you say. I try to spread them wider, but I can't, and I start to panic. My heart is thudding in my chest, wondering what will happen, REALLY, if I can't do as you ask. I stretch them open a bit more, but you're still not pleased. You grab my knee and pull it back roughly. "Put your hand here. Pull your knees back. Good. Now do the same on the other knee.... Good..." Now I'm completely open to you, pulling my knees back and open, my pussy lips spread wide, pink, and wet. I'm certain you could see inside me if you looked. 

You seem pleased and you walk around the bed again, tilting your head, looking at me. But it's not right just yet -- I can see that in your eyes. You stand at the foot of the bed, staring, and you say "Raise your arms over your head. Reach for the bedposts. But keep your knees where they are. I want that pussy wide open for me." I raise my arms as instructed, and reach my hands for the bedposts, barely able to touch them with my fingertips. 

"Good... That's good" you murmur, smiling slightly. "Don't move." 

I'm laying there, completely naked, contorted on the bed for you, as you reach for your bag. I hear you rustling around, looking for something, then pulling out a few items. My heart starts to pound again, wondering. 

You walk to the head of the bed, smiling again. That smile, the look in your eyes, makes me shiver. I look down at your hands and see you holding two leather cuffs, and I swallow hard. This was what I wanted, I keep telling myself. This was what I NEEDED... 

You put one cuff on the wrist closest to you, and tie it to the bedpost. You can't reach my other wrist, so you climb up onto the bed, straddling my head, and put the other cuff on, tying it tight. I look up at you, your crotch in my face, unable to move my arms at all. I can smell your smell, feel your heat. You look down at me, meeting my eyes (reading my mind!) and grin. Then you climb off the bed. 

You pull out two more leather straps, things I've never seen before (and can't even imagine), and I start to get nervous again. 

You wrap the strap under my knee, a little slack on each side, and attach a length of rope to it. You pull the rope tightly, back towards the head of the bed, and tie the rope to the headboard. You do the same to the other knee, and I realise that I cannot close my legs. The bonds pull my knees back and open, and I'm unable to cover myself. I suddenly feel very vulnerable, embarrassed. I start to panic a bit, testing my bonds, and I find that I can move my feet, and that I can wiggle my hips around a bit.  

But that doesn't last long. 

You return to the bag, and pull out two more leather cuffs and more rope. I watch you, mesmerised, as you attach the cuffs to my ankles and pull the ropes tightly to the footboard of the bed. 

You stand at the foot of the bed to admire your work. "Now, my pet, you are MINE." And you grin. A horrible, evil grin that both horrifies me and arouses me at the same time. 

You fix yourself a drink and slowly get undressed. You know that I'm yours, completely, for the weekend, and you are in no hurry. I watch you, my arousal becoming almost unbearable. I want to beg you to touch me, to fuck me, but I know better than to speak without permission. I pull at my bonds a bit, moaning softly at my own helplessness. 

You walk over to the bed, holding your drink, and you sit on the edge of the bed, next to me. You dip your finger in the scotch and bring it to my lips. I suck your finger greedily, the scotch burning my mouth and throat. You dip your finger in the drink again and wet my nipples, watching them grow hard beneath your wet fingers. I moan and arch my back towards your hands, wanting you to grab me, ravage me! But you're so controlled, so cool. 

You start to pull at my nipples, squeezing, pinching. The louder I moan, the harder you pinch, until I think I can't stand it anymore, and you lean down and whisper in my ear, "Tell me to stop and I will." I look at you, unable to move or speak, and you smile, permission to continue. 

You slide your hand down my stomach, your eyes on my face, enjoying my torment, until you reach my wet pussy. It's completely open, aching, and you start to stroke me. I raise my hips to you, desperately, rubbing against your hand. You stroke my clit, and slide your fingers inside me once, teasing. I raise my hips again, begging you to touch me. You laugh at me and get up from the bed, walking to the phone. You smile at me as you dial a number. I hear you on the phone, but I can't make out what you're saying. 

You lean over the bed and take a nipple into your mouth, sucking it roughly, biting it. I gasp as your teeth sink in, sending fingers of pain and pleasure through my body. My back arches into your mouth, my hips rising rhythmatically towards you, so desperate. You pull away and dip into my pussy again, wetter now, smiling as I press against your hand so hungrily. 

Suddenly, I hear a knock at the door. You look up, then smile at me, telling me you'll be right back. My stomach flips again, wondering again what I've gotten myself into. 

You walk back in the room with a beautiful tall woman, dressed completely in black. She smiles at me, and complements you on the fine job you did of binding me. You nod gracefully and turn to me. "Slut, this is your Mistress for the evening. You will serve her as you serve me. Understood?" 

I look at you in horror. This is NOT what we talked about. I've never been with another woman and have no intention of starting now. "No, Master. This is NOT something I want to do. Let me go. I want to leave NOW." I'm amazed at the strength in my voice as I ask for my release. 

You smile and sit on the bed next to me, stroking my stomach, my chest. "I will release you, my pet, if that's what you REALLY want. Think carefully about this, my treasure. If you leave, you will never see me again." Your fingers tease my nipples, hardening them again, then slowly down my body, between my legs. You stroke my wet pussy, slowly and softly, while you wait for my decision. 

You sense my confusion, my growing arousal, and use it against me. The Mistress stands at the foot of the bed, watching, amused. It's so obvious to her. She wonders how I don't know what you're doing. 

You lean down and whisper in my ear as you rub my warm wet pussy. Telling me how much you know I want you, that I NEED you... that I NEED what only you can give me. Your words never stop, a constant litany, as you continue to arouse me. I start to moan and move my hips slightly and you smile. You know that you own me now and you ask me again, whispering in my ear "It's your choice, my precious. Do you want to leave now or do you want to stay?" My eyes are half closed as I raise my head to look at you. "Answer me Slave. I need to hear you say it or we cannot continue." I open my mouth and whisper the words... "Don't stop Master." 

You smile and motion for to the Mistress to begin. 

The first thing I feel is her hands on my legs, stroking me lightly. I'm nervous, so I jump a bit at first. I take a deep breath and close my eyes, imagining that it's your hands, not hers, trying my hardest to enjoy this. You're still laying at my side, up on one elbow, so you can watch my reaction as she touches me. 

Her hands slide up my legs and I feel her long fingernails lightly scratching the soft skin on my inner thighs. I hear a soft moan, surprised when I realize that it was me. I open my eyes and lift my head a bit to look at her. She's stunningly beautiful. Pale ivory skin, long black hair with short bangs. Red, red lips. I have to wonder how you found her. I also wonder if you've ever fucked her, and I find myself a bit jealous at that thought. 

She smiles at me, a secret smile, as if she knows what I'm thinking, and runs a finger slowly up my wet slit, asshole to clit. The intense feeling takes me by surprise, and I gasp and shove my hips towards her. You lean into me again, your mouth on my ear. I can feel your hot breath on me, and you whisper "Oh you like this, don't you, you little slut. Don't you? Hmmmm?" You keep repeating those words in my ear as she continues to slowly stroke my swollen pussy, and I start to whisper back, my head spinning: "yes... yes... " 

She slides her finger inside me, and starts to fuck me slowly with it. My hips move against her hand, matching her thrusts. My eyes are half closed as I feel her lips on my stomach, and I groan. I don't really want her to do this. I want her to stop. I don't want to enjoy this. I can't stop thinking about what that would mean, what that would say about me. But I don't say a word. I turn my head to look at you, and see you looking at me, your eyes wild with heat. I see what this is doing to you, and my heart skips a beat. 

I keep my eyes on you as I feel her tongue parting the lips of my pussy, then barely touching my clit. I gasp in pleasure as she starts to suck my clit into her mouth, crying out as she bites it, her fingers digging into the soft flesh of my thighs. She slips her tongue deep inside me, and starts to fuck me with it. I'm gasping, thrusting my hips uncontrollably towards her. You start to whisper in my ear again: "That's it, my precious. Give it to it. Feel how good a woman's mouth can feel. You love it don't you. You need it. You don't want her to stop, do you? Do you? TELL ME." I'm shaking my head back and forth, groaning, whispering "no... don't stop.... please don't stop..." 

"Don't tell me," you say. "Tell the Mistress. Beg her." 

I look from your face to hers and ask her quietly not to stop, my face turning red with shame. You roughly grab my chin, forcing me to look at you. "I said BEG her, you little slut. You want her to eat you, don't you? You said it felt good, didn't you? Or were you LYING to me? Now, BEG HER NOT TO STOP. And you BETTER make me BELIEVE IT!" 

I start to tremble, the look in your eyes, the tone of your voice frightening me. I know I can stop this, all of this, with one simple word, but I don't. I'm terrified and aroused, all at the same time. And I don't want it to stop. Yet. 

So I start to beg. "Mistress... please, Mistress... please don't stop!" I beg her more and more desperately, shouting and moaning, until I start to believe it myself. Just then, she dives down between my legs and buries her face in my wet cunt, licking and sucking so hard that my hips are forced back. I gasp and scream and moan and pant. I feel my release coming, and I welcome it. I know it will be like no other orgasm I have EVER had, a release yet unknown. 

But then a flick of your hand, a quick motion, and she stops. I pop my eyes open, gasping for breath, looking at both of you, wondering why she stopped, so very desperate for her to continue, to finish me off, needing to cum like I have never needed to before. You see the look on my face, the confusion, the desperation, and you smile. 

"Now you're going to do something for me, my pet." And you nod to the Mistress. She takes off her skirt (no panties, of course), climbs up on the bed, and kneels over my face, one knee on each side of my head. I look up and see her shaved pussy, spread wide above me. I can see the pink folds of her skin, wet and shiny. 

I turn quickly to look at you, realizing suddenly what you want me to do, the horror in my eyes, and I can't speak. I simply mouth the word "no." Not a statement, but a question. Asking you please, with that one word, and the look in my eyes, to release me from this task. You smile and tell me to stick out my tongue. I stare at you for what seems like hours, then slowly turn my head back, facing the Mistress, and slide my tongue out of my mouth, eyes squeezed shut. 

You move closer to me, your head next to mine. You want to watch. You want a good seat. You slide a hand to my breast and start to tease my nipple. 

She lowers herself onto my face, and my tongue touches the smooth skin of her pussy lips. I instinctively pull back, turning my head, and I feel you pinching my nipple HARD. I cry out in surprise. "Don't test me," you hiss. 

I slowly reach my tongue up again, and she feeds her pussy to my mouth. I run my tongue up and down a bit, just catching her clit, and I hear her groan. The sound of her pleasure starts to get me hot (to my shock), and I begin to let myself taste her, running my warm wet tongue in and out the folds of pink wet skin. Her clit is hard, throbbing, and when I lick it, she moans and shakes. I suck it between my lips, and she groans louder. 

She presses her hips down on my face, and I'm covered with her wetness. Running my lips and tongue all over her hot cunt, eating her hungrily. She starts to grind her hips into me, and I have to move my head with her to keep pressure on her clit. 

Just then, I notice that you are up on your knees next to her, looking down at me. Your cock is fully erect, the head almost purple. You push the Mistress over a bit, and slide your cock across my lips, wet with the Mistress's pussy juice. I reach for your cock with my mouth, hungry to taste you, and you plunge it deep down my throat. A few quick strokes and you pull out. The Mistress pulls me back to her and I start to lick and suck at her pussy again. Then you. Back into my mouth for a few strokes. And back to the Mistress. I'm whipping my head side to side, trying to taste as much of both of you as I can. 

The Mistress starts to buck against my face, starting to cum, and you let her have my mouth for the moment. Her wetness is pouring out of her, all over my cheeks, and I hungrily lick up as much as I can. She screams and moans and I lick deeper and faster. You watch me devour her cumming pussy and you slowly stroke your cock, waiting for your turn. I can feel the heat from your body. 

Finally, she finishes, and collapses on the bed. I'm able to take 2, maybe 3, gasping breaths before you slide your hard cock back into my mouth. You start to pull and twist my nipples, pinching them with each stroke of your cock. I groan each time, each time a bit louder. The louder I groan, the more aroused you get, so you pinch them harder. I can see that look on your face. It's almost evil, but it sets my body on fire. 

You're squeezing my nipple constantly now, continuing pressure, getting harder and harder. It's seriously starting to hurt now, but it makes me suck you harder, groaning. Your hips are rocking against me, pounding your cock into me, fucking my mouth with wild abandon. The bed shakes as you take your pleasure from me. I hear you start to growl, a low deep sound in the back of your throat, and I know you're getting ready to cum. I silently wish that my hands were free so that I could touch you. 

You explode in my mouth. Hot cum pours down my throat and I swallow everything that I can, still pressing my full lips tightly around your hard dick, milking it for every sweet drop. It's too much for me, I can't swallow it all, and some leaks out of the corners of my mouth, and drips down my cheeks. 

You pull out and collapse on the bed as well, gasping for breath, looking at me, my face slick with the cum of both sexes. You see the look on my face, the desperation in my eyes, and you smile, thinking of what you'll do to me next...



The Hotel



Please this is my first submission so please let me know what you think and what I can do to make it better. Thanks in advance. 

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I check in at the hotel and call you and let you know the cab will be there in 10 minutes. I tell you to wear a skirt with a loose blouse. Then I shower and scrub everything clean and as I soap up I start thinking of you, my hand lingers on my cock as I close my eyes and think of you touching me, stroking me. I get hard at the thought of you being with me. I stop, knowing you will soon be here.

I get out of the shower dry off and I hear a knock at the door, I wrap a towel around me and answer the door knowing it's you, as I open the door I tell you to close your eyes and keep them closed. I take your hand and guide you inside the room and then I place a blindfold on you, you protest but know I would never hurt you in anyway. You relax as I guide you to the couch in the room, you sit down and I can tell by the puzzled expression you have no idea what's going on. I assure you all is well and to just relax. I take the towel off and bend down to kiss you, you jump a little as you're not expecting me there but the kiss is hard and passionate your breathing speeds up. I take my hand and run it along your shoulders and down the front to your breast till I cup your left breast and I squeeze a nipple hard, you moan out load and I take my hand away, leaving you wanting more.

I'm as quite as a mouse as I walk around you, I reach out and caress your right breast and tweak the nipple gently, and you jump and then moan as you reach out for me but I move away just in time. I then take your hand and place it on my cock, you moan loudly as you stroke it feeling its hardness I sigh cause you feel so good holding me in your hands, I come back to my senses as I move away you start to say something but I put my finger to your lips and tell you "say nothing, nothing at all" trust me that's all you have to do. 

I lay you down on the couch, gently I run my hands over your sexy body. You twist and turn as I take both breasts in my hand and I tell you how sexy you are to me and that you're such a great turn on. My hand runs along your tummy to your thigh, and down your knees and then back up again. I'm surprised at you as I reach under the skirt and find no panties on you at all. Your clean-shaven and very, very wet. I run my finger up your slit and rub gently there and then pull away leaving you wanting so much more. I'm even harder now then before and as I caress your breast you reach out and find my cock next to your head, you turn your head and slip my cock into your mouth taking it all the way to the base, I squeeze your nipples as you suck harder on my cock. I stop and let the feelings take me to heaven, I moan loudly as I tell you I'm gonna cum, you suck even harder as I explode in your mouth and you swallow every drop. You lick me clean with your tongue and we are both surprised at how hard I still am. You ask me to help you cum, you don't care how you just want to cum, feel that orgasmic feeling run through your body. 

You start to take the blindfold off and I stop you and take your hands and place them above your head and as I am doing that my hard cock slides up your thigh and touches your soaking pussy. You freeze as you don't know what is going to happen next. I take your hands and tie them gently to the legs of the couch, as I run my hand down your legs I tie them to the other side of the couch. I lean down and blow on your aroused pussy lips you arch your back as I stick out my tongue and barely flick your engorged clit. You moan loudly as I stop after a few minutes. You're so close yet so far from cuming.

I lean over you with my hard cock just touching your outer lips and then I push in and back out quickly. You scream out " just fuck me now PLEASE just fuck me now. I move over your body and kiss you deep and hard as I push my hips down and enter your hot, tight pussy. It grabs at me pulling me down into its fiery depths so tight and wet she was.

I bottomed out and then just stayed put not even moving so that I would calm down enough to fuck her and fuck her hard. With the blind fold still on I kissed her deep my tongue playing against hers my hand caressing your breast feeling the rock hard nipple I squeeze softly, you moan then ever so slowly I pull back out till just the head is in your hot pussy then slowly I push in so slow It is even agonizing because I know I want to fuck you so hard and deep and oh so fast.

You arch your back trying to get me even deeper each time. We start at a good rhythm that we both enjoy. We can hear our bodies slap together harder and faster we go. Our moans bounce off the walls as I thrust hard and deep with each push. I knead your breast, squeeze your nipples as I can feel your pussy gripping me, trying to milk me. I'm so close now as we slap each other my balls hitting your ass smack, smack faster and faster I pound into your hot pussy finally you groan loudly as your orgasm overtakes you, you shake and your pussy grabs hold of my cock and milks it for all it can.

I cum hard and deep inside your pussy as I squirt rope after rope of hot cum deep inside of you, I reach down and take the blindfold off and look into your sexy eyes. You see what you have done to me, the expression of pure joy as I thrust one last time as deep as I can into your pussy and grind our pelvises together and you cum again this time I kiss you gently as I slowly harden again inside of you, you smile and I slowly make love to you this time. Gentle, softly and forever wanting you more.



The Hotel



We meet in a hotel and I am already checked in, and in my room. You go to the hotel bar and order a drink, you are dressed in a business suit with black underwear and stockings. I come down ready for dinner but decide to have a drink in the bar first. I wander in and order my drink and see you sitting at the bar, I walk up to you and ask to buy you a drink, you accept and we get our drinks and find a quiet table and sit opposite one another. We chat about all sorts of things as the tension builds. We both know what is going to happen but picking the right moment is key. While we are chatting you take your shoes off and start rubbing your feet up and down my leg, so I reciprocate. After talking for an hour you take the bull by the horns and lean across the table and suggest we go back to my room, and I accept apparently reluctantly but privately very happy. 

Once inside the room you remove your shoes and come over to me and kiss me hard while one of your hands fondles my butt. I then take your suit jacket off and unbutton your shirt revealing a black bra holding in your magnificent breasts, You then take off my shirt and run your fingers thru my hairy chest and then you undo my belt and unfasten my trousers and let them slide down my legs and then you kneel on the floor in front of me and pull my briefs down and eagerly take my cock in your mouth, he instantly becomes hard with your expert touch and it is not long before I pull away and help you to your feet, I remove your skirt and panties to reveal a neatly trimmed bush and then I go to my knees and return the compliment, your hands in the back of my head pushing my tongue into your pussy. 

After several minutes of this you can stand no longer, you break away and pull me towards the bed where you lay on your back in the middle of the bed, I reach down beside the bed and bring up a length of rope. I tie your hands together and to the bed head and begin to caress your body, nibbling on your nipples running my hand over your smooth skin and then licking your body from your breasts down to your pussy, when I get there I nibble on your clit and then insert two fingers into your pussy, your moaning intensifies and you beg me to put my cock in. I delay a few more minutes all the time playing with your clit, eventually I grant you your wish and gently ease my cock slowly into your pussy and again you moan with pleasure. Your hips push up to meet my downward thrusts but I pull away a little so just the head of my cock is buried in your pussy, then suddenly I thrust the whole length deep inside you and you scream with pleasure, your frustration at being unable to move your hands enriches the feelings of pleasure and your first orgasm breaks, the skin above your breasts reddens and your breath becomes shallow and rapid.

I continue to thrust, in, out for several more minutes and you cum twice more then I withdraw and turn you over in the doggie position, I kneel behind you and push my cock quickly into your dripping pussy, thrusting rapidly, again you orgasm. I remove my hand from your hip, lick my finger then start to finger your bum, you catch your breath at this unexpected turn, but quickly become accustomed to the sensations it provides and it soon drives you to another orgasm. After a few more minutes of slow sensual sex , you beg me to put my cock in your arse, I slowly withdraw it from you pussy and ensuring it is well lubed place the head against your tight sphincter, slowly I ease into your arse, stopping every few seconds to enable you to become accustomed.

Eventually my cock is all the way in and it feels great. Slowly I build up speed and depth of thrust and I can feel your orgasm building, you are furiously rubbing your clit with one hand. I feel your orgasm and the constriction on my cock and it almost takes me over the edge, but I control it for the moment, after a few seconds we slip back into the rhythm that brought you to your orgasm, and soon another one starts to build, I too am approaching my climax and you beg me to cum over your tits and face, I pull my cock out and finish myself off over your breasts and you extract every last drop with that expert sucking action. We are sweating profusely and our bodily fluids mingle unrestricted. It is highly erotic and your desires have been fully met, as have mine. We rest together for a few minutes, to regain our breath and composure, then I release your hands from the ropes and you gently grasp my cock with one of them and go to sleep, only to be disturbed an hour later by my cock twitching in your hand ready to start again. .



The Hotel



You are gazing dreamily out of the tinted windows of the limousine, reminiscing about our last steamy encounter on-line. As instructed, for our first rendezvous, you are wearing red stilettos, a tight white mini-skirt and red silk blouse, the ensemble beautifully setting–off your perfect chocolate-coloured satin skin.

Your dark nipples graze against your blouse which is undone just enough to show the curve of your firm 36B breasts.

The black leather upholstery feels cool against your slender thighs. Your skirt has ridden up revealing a tiny red la Penza g-string which barely covers your trimmed pubic hair. It is tight against your wet cunt which is being teased by the metal Ben Wa balls I told you to insert before your journey. You are rocking your hips slightly, enjoying the sensation of the balls floating freely inside your cunt.

You idly trace a manicured finger up and down the see-through gauzy g-string fabric, teasing your aroused clitoris and feeling the dampness that has spread from your labia and dripping hole.

Your long black hair is tied back revealing your high African cheek-bones, and a small red velvet choker completes your outfit.

You arrive at the luxury hotel at midday; as you swing your legs out of the limousine the doorman can clearly see your cunt lips splayed open under the wet g-string, as well as your trimmed pubic hair protruding either side of the panties.

As you confidently stride through the stunning lobby, your heels clipping the polished marble tiles, the other guests turn to look at you. They can just make out the feint outline of your red g-string under your white mini-skirt; by the imperceptible grinding of your hips, some, particularly the women, deduce that you are wearing more than meets the eye.

Past a magnificent flower arrangement in the centre of the lobby giving off a subtle scent of fresh orchids, you head straight for the elevator, the bell-boy urgently following behind laden with your elegant Louis Vitton make-up case and bag. 

Selecting the tenth floor you turn to look at yourself in the dark mirrors; you undo another two buttons of your blouse exposing your breasts so that your dark areolae are now visible. Smoothing your skirt you can't help pressing your mound through your panties. The bellboy looks straight ahead but can see you in the reflection of the elevators doors.

You arrive at the door to our room and knock twice.

Meanwhile I was awoken for breakfast at 9 o'clock by the impeccably-dressed young maid. Sliding under the exquisite Egyptian cotton duvet, she gently cupped my balls and planted soft kisses on my flaccid cock, pulling it slowly into her delicate mouth bringing me to full erection. I reach under her short skirt to discover she is wearing non-regulation crotch-less panties. I finger her shaved cunt while she continues her blow-job on my rigid cock and enjoy the squishing sound of her wet hole. She knows I want it to last. She sucks and caresses my cock and balls keeping me aroused but not letting me climax.

After thirty minutes she gets up and sets the Louis XIV table; scrambled eggs on toast with lashings of Anchor butter and a thin spreading of Martime, served with Scottish smoked salmon and lemon dressing. Piping hot Ethiopian coffee and a champagne mimosa with freshly-squeezed Californian oranges complete the breakfast.

The young maid goes to the luxurious bathroom; she bends over, letting her short black skirt ride up to give me a view of her shaved cunt while she runs the bath. 

Breakfast over, I can't resist and go over to her, open my robe and enter her from behind with long slow strokes as the fragrance of the wonderful Badedas bath oil fills the room.

She rubs her clitoris and grinds back onto me, urgently wanting release. She moans through her climax but knows that I don't want to cum yet.

Settling me into the steaming bath she clears away breakfast.

My mind wanders to the vision of the clitoral stimulator which you strapped onto your pink wet cunt as you masturbated during our last web-cam chat. The memory brings me to full erection, and the maid, ready to go, leans over the bath and takes my wet cock in her mouth again, moving up and down with long slow strokes. No urgency; no goal; just soft gentle sucking.

The maid gone, I luxuriate in the bath contemplating what we will do this weekend.

At mid-day the doorman calls to tell me you have arrived.

I hear you knock. Wearing my robe I open the door and see you standing there, a little flustered, dressed as I had instructed. 

"Come in" I say. 

You walk in, put arms around my neck and kiss me with your full African lips, your wet tongue finding mine. I love the smell of your Coco Chanel perfume and feel the warmth of your body through your blouse and skirt, your breasts pressed hard against my chest. The bell-boy sets your bags down by the bed.

"Let's fuck" is the first thing you say, bending over and pulling your soaked g-string to one side. I see your pink cunt in reality for the first time. Your heels and long legs mean that your sex is the same height as mine and with one easy thrust forward my cock slides into your cunt. So wet. So hot. I feel the Ben Wa balls still inside you as we fuck.

The bell-boy sees what we are doing and quietly leaves; a bulge clearly evident in his trousers.

"Fuck me! Fuck me! You whisper as my rampant cock pumps in and out of your wet hole; on each return stroke your cunt makes a wet slurping sound which turns us on even more. "God, I am so full with your cock and the Ben Wa balls stretching my cunt!" You moan.

I reach forward and pull your dark nipples as we fuck; you are gasping and put your arm on the table for balance. You spread your legs as wide as possible which causes your cunt lips to gape wide open while you enjoy my shaft pumping deep into your cunt and bumping your cervix.

I lick my finger and caress your brown anus. "Ooh yes. I love it. Touch me there!" You moan. You fuck yourself back onto my cock and with your other hand start to finger your clitoris as your orgasm builds.

"Did you fuck the young maid like you said you would?" You gasp. "Yes she has a tight shaved cunt. I fucked her over the bath." This takes you over the edge. "Aaaaaaaah. I love it. I can't hold it. I'm cummmming!" You scream. That does it. I explode into your spasming cunt, stream after stream of hot spunk flowing into you.

I slip out of your cunt and we collapse on the bed; the Ben Wa balls slither out of your sloppy hole along with cunt juice and sperm.

"I want to be your slave for the weekend" you whisper "I'll do anything you want so long as we can fuck when I want to".

"OK. Go to the bathroom and put in your butt-plug. We are going out for lunch."

You get up, still wearing your clothes, and take your make-up case to the bathroom. You put one leg on the edge of the bath and smooth a little Astroglide around your anus and slowly push one finger inside your arsehole; a second one follows, and then you take the black butt plug and slowly press it against your anus; a little more pressure and it slides in, stretching you a little before settling in place. You discard your soaked g-string and put on a fresh black thong that pulls again the base of the plug in your arsehole, and presses tightly against your cunt and trimmed pussy. I can see the slight bulge of your pubic hair underneath the thong.

Meanwhile I have dressed in a pair of chinos, linen shirt and loafers.

"Let's go"

The restaurant is well lit. Your black thong is clearly visible through your white miniskirt, although it is partially disguised by being set-off against your black skin.

The sexy waitress shows us to a table to one side, and notices your erect nipples pressing against your red blouse. What she doesn't know is that the slight in-take of breath you take is due to the pressure of the butt-plug in your arsehole as your sit down.

I reach over and tweak one of your nipples through your blouse. "Did you notice the waitress looking at your tits?" "Yes I did. Do you want to fuck her?" "Yes. You can lick her cunt and put my cock up her hole later."

The waitress takes our order; carpaccio, bruschetta, pepper steak and a bottle of Montalcino. Again she stares at your nipples.

After the main course, I tell you go to the toilet, and wait for the waitress to come and to swap panties with her. You comply without question. When the waitress returns I order two lemon sorbets and ask her if she would go to help my girlfriend in the toilet.

She finds you bent over holding your wet black thong in your fingertips. "I saw you staring at my nipples and thought you might like these" you say and you toss the thong over to the waitress, who catches them and puts them to her nose to smell your cunt juices.

"I love how your juice smells. It makes me wet. Ooooh! You are wearing butt plug! I love the sight of it buried in your arsehole surrounded by your tight black ass cheeks. Listen, I'm still on duty and must get back before I am missed."

"OK, just give me your panties; my master wants us to swap panties." You say.

"Wow, that's really hot!" The waitress says as she hitches up her black skirt to reveal a pair of white skimpy low-rise briefs. "They are a bit wet; I masturbated in them before coming to work this morning." She stammers.

"That's OK. I love to feel another girl's cunt juice on my cunt." You say.

You swap panties and the waitress returns to the restaurant. A few moments later you come back to our table and sit down, again with a slight sigh. "Well? Did you swap panties?" I ask. By way of reply you hitch up your skirt to show me her white briefs and I can see the wet patch over your pussy, the darkness accentuated by your black skin.

We finish our sorbets and the waitress brings the bill. "I love the feeling of your wet thong on my pussy" she whispers. "Can we meet later?"

"We are going shopping now." I say. "Come to our hotel at seven." "OK" she shudders.

We stroll outside arm in arm. I let my hand rest on your arse cheek, just enough to feel the lines of the waitress' panties on your hip.

We pass a sex shop and go in. Rows upon rows of DVDs, magazines, toys and lingerie adorn the shelves. We browse the DVDs. 

"Which ones do you like?" You ask.

"I like the lesbian ones down there." I say.

You bend down to look, and let your skirt ride up to show the waitress' panties which are now tight between your arse cheeks so the butt plug base is clearly visible beneath.

You are looking at the cover of the DVD and exclaim "Oh! They are pissing on each other! I am so horny I want to fuck! Let's fuck right here in the shop!"

We enter one of the video booths and put on a dirty porno movie. You hike up your skirt, pull the waitress' panties to one side and sit on my cock as we watch one girl deep-throat a big black cock while another girl pushes her panties into the girl's cunt.

"Ohh! I want to fuck you all the time!" You moan as you bounce up and down on my rigid cock, as I untie the ribbon in your hair which falls in a tangle around your face.

I have brought a small vibrator from the shop and apply it to your hard clit as we fuck; I can feel the tightness of your cunt caused by the butt plug in your arsehole.

On the screen the girl stands up and pisses on her friend's cunt while the black cock erupts in her mouth, the sperm dribbling down to her chin.

"Oh fuck! I'm cummming! Fuck me! Fuck me! I can't hold it!" You scream as your orgasm overtakes you.

There is a knock on the door, and it's time to leave. You rearrange the waitress' panties on to your wet cunt and then kneel down to deep-throat my cock till your nose is resting on my pubic bone. The sensation is so intense I cum and ejaculate all the way down your throat in an immense flood which you swallow.

We pay for the vibrator and a blindfold, and go for a drink at a wine-bar by the river.

We stand at the bar. The white panties are now clearly visible under your miniskirt, contrasting with your black skin, and you draw plenty of attention despite the low lighting.

As we sip a lightly chilled Chardonnay your fingers draw circles on the back of my hand.

"I love what you do to me." You whisper in my ear, grazing my neck with your sensual African lips. I again smell the musky perfume mixed with your excited body sweat. "Do you know I have been wearing this butt plug all afternoon?"

The sun is setting as we stroll hand-in-hand across the park back to the hotel.

We pass a wooded area. "Let's fuck against that tree!" You say, urgently pulling my hand.

You want it hard and fast, standing up. You pull your skirt up and the waitress' soaking panties to one side. "Fuck me! Fuck me!" you shout. It is hard and urgent.

When we arrive at the hotel, the waitress is waiting for us; she has dressed in a long black evening gown and is sitting demurely in one of the oversized armchairs in the lobby.

We go to our room and kiss in a luscious 3-way kiss.

We tell her to kneel on the bed and then we blindfold her. Hiking up her dress, we see your black thong is still tight against her cunt, and is dripping wet.

First I lick her cunt while you massage her breasts. Then you bend over to lick her cunt pulling her (your) thong to one side. I lift your skirt and pull your (her) wet panties down and put them in the waitress' mouth. She moans as she tastes your mixed wet juices.

The sight of you licking her cunt, your mouth all wet from her juice, and of her with her panties in her mouth, blindfolded, is a sight to behold.

I take my rigid cock and fuck your pink wet cunt from behind. You moan into her cunt and finger her clitoris. She in turn moans into her panties.

Finally I slowly ease the butt-plug out of your arsehole and admire your gaping black anus.

I take my cock out of your dribbling cunt and slowly press it into your arsehole. By now it is loose and I begin to fuck your arsehole with abandon, my balls slapping against your labia.

All three of us are in a heightened sexual state. The waitress cums first hearing us fuck, then you can't hold it as I apply the small vibrator to your clitoris and then explode deep inside your arsehole in a massive orgasm.

This promises to be a great weekend ...



The Hotel



This is my second story ever written. The story is about a few fantasies that my ex-girlfriend and I had. Hope you enjoy.

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As I look out of the window, I see that the sun has already set. The train was unbearably late. We had to stop down the line for twenty minutes for some inane reason. The train was supposed to be in Geneva almost an hour ago. Of course, my phone died, but hopefully the station would have alerted people somehow. As the train pulls into the station, I see her blue car parked in the lot. She's leaning against the front end with a smile on her face.

"At least she's not upset," I thought. When the train stops, I walk out with my backpack. I was only staying the night, so I only brought the essentials: one set of clothes, a bottle of vodka, a tiny plastic bag of something special and enough condoms to last me a week. Never hurts to be prepared.

As I approach her car, she takes her sunglasses off and tells me, "You know how unbelievably late you are?"

"Not my fault. Blame the conductor."

"Mm-Hmm," she says as she smirks back at me. "Get in the car."

We drive down the road for a few minutes. We start chatting, talking about the good old days and how our summers are going. I notice that we are no where near where her house is supposed to be.

"Where are we going?" I asked. Again, she smirked at me.

"Don't worry about it."

After a little while, my mind starts to wander. Where is she taking me? We've already passed enough bars to know we aren't drinking. We are travelling in the exact opposite direction of her house. What could she be planning?

The car starts slowing down. I look around to see where we are. There isn't too much to see. A few restaurants, a car wash and...

A hotel.

She pulls in to the parking lot and parks in front of a room in the back. She takes a set of keys out of her pocket and shows them to me. Apparently, she's already rented the room. We take out sparse amount of luggage and walk into the room. It is not bad. There is a big bed in the center with ample amount of room for two people. I sit down to test the bed. She picks up her bag, winks at me and walks into the bathroom.

As I am sitting on the bed, I start to wonder what she could be doing in there. The fan is on, so I can't hear what is going on. After a few minutes, I can barely handle it anymore. What is she doing?!?

All of a sudden, I hear shower turn on. My spirits sink a little. Apparently, I'm going to have to wait a little longer to see what she has planned. However, I notice something a little strange. The door has been opened. It is just a crack, but I can see into the bathroom. I step out of the bed and walk silently over to the door. As I peak inside the door, I can see the entire span of the room. The shower curtains are not pulled all of the way shut. Inside the shower, I can see her entire body wet and dripping from the water.

"Oh my god!" I think. "She's touching herself." She is leaning against the back of the shower with one of her legs on the side of the other wall. Her fingers are gently rubbing up and down her slit. Her eyes are closed and she is showing immense pleasure in what she is doing to herself. After a few seconds, I notice her fingers are starting to penetrate into her and she starts moaning lightly. At this point, I cannot take it anymore and get an idea in my head. Why don't I just come in and help her?

I strip down in the main room of the hotel room. This has to be done with a little finesse. I quietly open the door as quietly as I can, all of the while keeping an on her to make sure she doesn't see me. When I reach the edge of the shower, I pull the curtains, but the rings clang against the pole. Her eyes do not open, but her legs spread a little more and she increases her pace a little.

"This was her idea the whole time..." I think to myself.

I step into the shower and put my arms around her body. She takes her fingers out and puts them in her mouth. She finally opens her mouth and smiles at me while she cleans off her fingers. Before she's done, she takes her fingers and puts them in my mouth. I can still taste her as I lick her clean. Our bodies press up against each other and our mouths connect. Her tongue rushes into my mouth. My hand comes up and runs through her hair, pressing her mouth against mine. My other hand is rubbing her back, side and ass. 

The hot water is running down both of our bodies as we make out and grind. Her hand starts rubbing my chest. Her hand moves down to my stomach and keeps descending. She finally grips my member and starts rubbing. The water gives her plenty of lubrication and she easily pumps me for all I'm worth.

"Unnngghh," I moan into her mouth.

The warm sensation of the water and her body rubbing on me is almost too much for me to handle. I have to do something before it's too late. My hand reaches down to continue what she was doing earlier. My fingers slide into her slit and start massaging her clit. She slows down her pace on my member. As my fingers start rubbing harder, they are starting to enter her pussy. I start kissing her on her cheek, moving to her ear and down to her neck. As I start to suck her neck, my fingers are fully in her pussy, pumping in and out and rubbing her G-spot.

"Oh god!" she sighs.

I pick up the pace. My fingers are disappearing into her faster and faster. My mouth is sucking her neck as my other hand is scratching her back, digging my nails into her skin.

"Oh fuck yes!!" she moans as her hands rub over my back, gripping me to her body. "Right there, right there!"

My fingers are rubbing her spot harder and harder. I know she is close so I give her all I have. Her body starts shaking.

"AAAAH FUUCKKK YEAAAHH!!!" she screams.

As her orgasm dies down, my fingers still gently rub her clit and my other hand rubs her back and ass. We kiss and grind in the running water for a few more minutes. Finally, she turns the water off and we exit the shower. Taking turns we use the towel and slowly dry each other's bodies off, our hands running over every square inch of each other's bodies. As she is drying off my legs, she looks up at me and grins. Her hands drop the towel and begin to rub up my calves and thighs. I feel her fingers start to wrap around my cock again. Her hands start pumping me again. After the ordeal in the shower, it comes to attention in no time. After a few seconds, she brings her face close and gently licks the tip of my member.

"Mmmm," I sigh as my eyes close and I let the pleasure sink in.

She covers the head of my prick with licks. Her tongue slides up and down the shaft as her hand still grips it and pumps it. Finally, her lips gently kiss the end of my prick and she looks up at me. She opens up her mouth without taking her eyes off of mine. The tip enters her mouth and she takes in the whole head. I can feel her tongue rolling around the tip and underside as she takes more and more into her mouth.

"Uuunngghh!!"

I can barely stand it feels so good. Her mouth continues to engulf me and I can feel myself sliding into her throat. Finally, I can feel her lips against the base as my entire cock entire her mouth. Her head starts moving up and down on my cock and her hand begins pumping as well.

"God that feels so good," my voice rasps out.

Her tongue darts all over my cock as her lips slide up and down the shaft. Her hand gently squeezes and she pumps me for all she is worth. Every once in awhile, she lets me out of her mouth and licks the entire length of my cock and kisses it. The entire time, her eyes gaze up at me. I can barely keep my eyes open through the pleasure. All of a sudden, I feel something stir. It won't be too long now. My eyes must have told her the whole story because she picks up her pace. Her hand begins moving faster and she is sucking harder than I've ever felt. Her eyes still do not stop watching me. I can almost see her smile through all of the work.

"OH GOD!!" I exclaim as I can finally hold it in no longer.

My prick explodes as cum bursts into her mouth. She doesn't slow down at all as I spew into her throat. I can hear swallowing noises as she doesn't let a drop fall from her mouth. She lets go with her hand and just lets my prick slide in and out. When I have nothing left to give, she still slowly sucks and licks me, letting the feeling slowly fade. My cock barely softens as she continues to peer into my eyes and enjoy the taste of my prick.

Without a word, she leans me back into the bed. Even with all I've just been through, I'm standing at attention. Her legs straddle me as she positions herself above me. I can feel the tip resting against the edge of her pussy.

"Do you want to be inside me?" she asks, her body slowly descending onto my cock.

"Oh god yes," I moan.

Her ass finally rests on my legs and waist, as the entire length of me is positions in her wet pussy. I can feel her juices as she squeezes my cock with her cunt. She leans over and kisses me. Her tongue shoots into my mouth. My hands knead her breasts as she starts sliding up and down on my cock. I start kissing her on the neck again and my hands rub her entire body. My nails gently scratch her back and dig into her skin. I grab her breasts and squeeze hard.

"Mmmmm," she moans as her pace quickens.

She leans up and is kneeling upright. Her body bounces up and down on my cock. Her breasts bounce around, turning me on to no end. I reach up and grab them ferociously. She bites her lip, closes her eyes and begins moaning rhythmically to her own pace. She leans back further and thrusts her hips up and down. I can feel her pussy contracting around my cock. Her moans get louder and louder with each thrust.

"AAAHHH!!" she exclaims. Suddenly, she lifts herself back up quickly and my cock slips out of her wet pussy.

"I want to be on bottom. I want to feel your cock pounding into me," she demands as she gets off from on top of me. She opens her legs and rubs her clit as I position myself above her. I grab her ankles and spread her legs even farther apart. I thrust into her hard.

"UNNNGHH!" she moans.

My pace increases quickly. We are both still excited from her being on top. With each thrust, I push my cock into her as far as it will go. I can feel as the walls of her pussy form around my prick. Both of her eyes squeeze shut and she leans her head back. Her orgasm is coming over her as she yells and moans. Even though my pace quickens, every few seconds I push into her and hold my cock in her pussy. I can feel her pussy squeezing my prick, wanting me to spew my cum into her.

"OH YEEESSS!!!!" she gasps.

Her orgasm peaks and she grabs my head. She pulls me down and kisses me. Her legs wrap around my body and she presses me further into her as she moans into my mouth. I can feel her juices oozing from her pussy as my paces slows down. Finally, I rest myself on top of her.

We lie in the bed resting from our ordeal. She rests her head on my chest, rubbing her hands on my stomach. My cock is still standing at attention. Her hands gently rub back down my stomach and lightly grips. My hand slides down her back and squeezes her ass. My fingers slide in between her legs and start massaging her pussy, still sopping wet. She moves her body, kissing down my stomach and she begins licking my prick. I pull her leg, signaling her to position herself. She straddles my face, her pussy inches from my mouth. I can feel my cock slipping into her mouth as she begins sucking me again. My fingers are rubbing her clit, entering her and putting pressure on all the right spots. My tongue takes over as I lick her clit and taste her juices. Her pace quickens as her mouth slides up and down my member. After awhile of intense licking, my fingers start massaging her asshole.

"Mmmmm...," I hear her moan, my cock still stuffed in her mouth.

My fingers start putting pressure on her ass. Finally, I slide my index finger into her ass.

"Oh god!" she says, momentarily letting me slide out of her.

I gain a little lubrication from her pussy and slide another finger into her ass. I'm licking for all I'm worth and my fingers are impaling her ass. Her head is moving faster and faster, her hand pumping me. Suddenly, she leans up and gets up off of my face. She gets on her hands and knees, sticks her ass up in the air and looks back at me with a smile on her face. I know exactly what she wants. I position myself behind her and the tip of my member is resting on the entrance to her pussy.

"My god, it's soaking wet," I think happily.

Without any effort, I slide right into her. Her face plops down into the pillow and lets out a loud moan. I begin humping back and forth, pushing all of my weight into her. Her breasts are bouncing as our rhythm increases. As I fuck her, my hands are squeezing her ass. I slap her ass hard.

"MMPPHH!!" she screams into the pillow.

My nails dig into her back and ass. The bed creaks as our pace quickens further. I thrust as hard as I can, trying to stick in as hard as I can. Her moans are getting louder. There is no way the people in the adjacent rooms cannot hear us fuck. I begin to feel a stirring down below. I know that I cannot last much longer.

"I'm about to cum!" I say.

"Cum in me! OH, CUM IN ME!!!!" she screams.

I give one final thrust as my cock explodes in her pussy. She moans loudly in her pillow as her orgasm peaks. My entire body feels amazing as I spew into her. I finally can't keep up the pace anymore and I slow down. My legs feel weak and I finally pull out of her. A trickle of her juices combines with my cum comes out. She lies down and I lie next to her, spooning out naked bodies together.

I snap out of my slumber a little while later to find the bed empty. The shower can be heard in the bathroom. I can't help but get an idea in my head...



The Hotel



As I walk up to your hotel room my nerves have me on edge. After our last rendezvous in the restaurant my mind is consumed with the unknown. Pulling myself together I knock on the door. 

Standing there staring at the blank door for what feels hours like I suddenly become aware of the couple entering the room next to yours. Mid 20's man and woman. He's fit with dark hair and eyes a bit taller than me but the same build. She is a cute little short red head with curves. I wonder if they'll hear the ruckus that will be going on your room tonight. We'll they stop and listen? I bet they will. No doubt they will and perhaps they will join in on their side of the wall. Just as I start to slip into thoughts the door opens. Standing there to my front is my Goddess. 

Looking down at your feet, I trace your patent black leather boots with needle points heels with my eyes. Following them up to your thighs where they finally stop. Staring at your crouch I see shinier leather. This time a very small triangle just covering your clit with the thinnest of string tracing under of what I can only imagine splitting your pussy lips. On the front of this little sliver of leather is what appears to be a ring or some sort of device for attachments. A quick shudder passes through me thinking of what's in store. Moving up your smooth belly is covered along with your breasts. They are housed in a tight leather corset. Your tits just out of sight being squeezed by the corset. You hands on your hips with more shining leather passing up to your bicep's. 

"You silly cunt, why are you clothed? You are not allowed to be clothed in my presents now strip dick bag!" 

Out in the hallway the other couple just got in the room. I look back and forth nervous afraid of getting caught but I strip immediately hoping no one sees me. I rip my shirt off and drop my pants. Shoes then socks fly off I'm naked as the day I was born with my clothes bunched in front me. 

"Good, now crawl your man pussy in here. And leave your clothes out here, You won't need them till you leave and maybe not then."

Doing as ordered I crawl following my Mistress into the room closing the door behind me I turned my back on my Mistress and immediately regret it. Snap! I feel on my ass. I jump as the crop hit my right ass cheek. I turn in time to see the next blow coming and grit my teeth taking the punishment. 

"Don't ever turn your ass to me unless I tell you too. Now crawl you sorry excuse for a man into the bathroom and get the tube, bully down."

Doing ass I'm told I back into the tub, keeping my eyes on my Domme. She gives me the wry smile knowing that my submission is total with no reservations. Once in the tub laying face down my Mistress walks in bringing with various toys of which I strain to see but cannot. 

"Put your hands on your ass slut." 

Moving my hands one to each cheek I fill the cold embrace of handcuffs on each. My Mistress moves down to my ankles as I feel them forced apart and clamped as a spreader bar pushes my feet to the sides of the tub. Immediately my cock grows underneath me straining against my body weight. 

"Now slut, it's time for you to get dirty, and then it will be time for you to get clean."

My Mistress steps up onto the ring of the tub. Straddling over me looking down at the back of my head. 

"Time to wash your hair."

Pulling your thong to the side she lets out a golden stream aimed perfectly to the back of my head. Feeling the warmth soak into my hair I try to raise my head to get it out of the puddle forming above the plugged drain. The urine now flowing from the top of my head over my face and into my open mouth as my Mistress would want from her dirty little cunt.

"Good boy, swallow Mommies piss."

Finally the stream ceases to flow and my Mistress get off of the tub looking at the large puddle underneath my head.

"That's a little bit of piss. I think we need more don't we! Now piss for me slut!" You command.

"Yes Maam." I whimper humiliated as I never have been before. Working my cock trying to squeeze piss out so I'll be laying in it, how you humiliating. I love it so, my Mistress knows how to use her slut, I'm too lucky. Finally a stream flows adding to the pool under my face and covering my chest in piss. 

"Good little cunt you are. Now, put your face down in it and blow Mistress some bubbles." 

Doing so, the humiliation reaches new heights and knowing that the night has just begun makes my cock throb under me.

Suddenly the spigot comes on with bitter cold water immediately on my head filling the tub quickly. You look down at me smiling as the piss filled water rises and I try to keep my nose above it so I may breath. Just as the water is going to overtake me it is shut off. Straining my nose clears the water by the slightest of margins. The cold and fight for air have shrunk my cock as I shiver bit. Quickly a bucket appears on the side of the tub.

"Now my little slut, how many cubes can you hold?" You ask evilly. 

Feeling your hand leather clad hands work down to my cheeks are pushed apart revealing my vulnerable man pussy. The cold sensation of ice being applied to my ass over takes the cold feeling of the water. Looping my asshole 4, 5 , 6 times you tease me as I strain for breath. Finally the cold push as the first cube part my hole followed by a finger pushing the ice deep inside me. 

A moan escapes me, "ahhhh" as my mouth is quickly filled with the tainted water. I choke for a second before regaining my breath. 

"Now don't die on me little slut, the best is yet to come. Besides if anyone is going to kill you, it'll be me." You say with an evil cackle. Suddenly I feel the needle like point of your boot placed on my head forcing my face under the water. 

I begin to squirm trying to come free but I'm pinned by your boot and stuck at your mercy. Not sure how long I'm down before you release the pressure and I force my nose above water and breathe as deep as I can.

"Don't be scared slut; I'm not going to kill you. I don't fuck cold pussy, well not dead cold pussies." You laugh as another cube is pushed home. 

Quickly now you begin filling my ass with ice cube. I'm shack furiously under the water. 10, 11, 12 cubes in, I'm afraid but I trust my Domme. 

"My poor boy looks cold. Look at you little cock all shriveled. Ok, now I want you to dive in there and pull that plug with your teeth, the sooner you do the sooner you'll warm up. In fact, if you don't pull it you won't come out." With that your boot pushes my under. 

I'm fighting trying to see the plug and get my mouth onto it. I bite down on it but miss. Again, and again I try. Almost out of breath I get to it and pull out to the side. Immediately it begins to drain. Still under water I hope it drains quick enough or this could be bad for me. Just in time the water descends low enough for me to breath. Huffing and puffing I feel the pressure off my head and a slap of 2 more cubes in my ass. Unlashing my feet the spreader bar is removed. 

"Now stand cunt"

Standing as quickly as I can I shiver as the shower is turned on. First freezing cold then followed by warmth as you try to bring me to the polar opposite. 

"Good boy get warm for Mommy. Wash that piss off you, you dirty slut." You say enjoying every second of your control. 

The shower continues for a minute or so until it's quickly shut off. Drying me off with a towel my prick becomes hard again as you knew it would. My asshole leaking water like a freshly cummed in pussy from the ice cubes still melting inside. You spin me around and begin sucking and licking the juices coming out. Spinning me back around we share a hard sloppy kiss swallowing the juices together.

Grabbing me cock in your gloved hand you lead me out of the tub to the bed. The four poster bed is setup already for bondage as my hands are released from the cuffs.

"Get on the bed and lay spread eagle!" You command.

Lying on the bed you move to my left hand and secure it to straps on the left bed post then to the right and more of the same. Moving to my legs you push my right leg up toward my right hand on the bed post. One elevated you secure the ankle close to my hand. Doing the same with my other leg my ass is elevated and spread with my stiff cock pointed from above to my face. Undoing the top button of your corset your tits spring free looking as beautiful as ever. 

Moving around the side of the bed you grab the two candles in glass jars, one red and one blue. They appear to have been burning for hours. The wax is looks to be liquid a few inches down on each. Grasping the blue candle you mount the bed stand over my vulnerable ass in the air.

"I think your ass and balls should be blue tonight, well for now." As you drip a stream of hot wax directly on my ass hole.

I squirm throwing your aim off and covering the cheeks as well.

"Oww, it hurts Maam."

Moving the drip to the bottoms of my balls precum instantly appears at the tip. You cease dripping wax and place the candle down.

"Oh my, what have we here." Taking your fingers you pinch the head of my cock forcing the precum out. Looking down at me you smile. "Taste test time!" Reaching down you force your finger into my mouth and begin fucking my mouth with 2 fingers. "Now swallow cunt," As you withdraw your fingers. "You like you Mistress' cum don't you slut?" 

"Yes Maam, I love you spunk." I reply proudly.

"We need to keep it all inside though, can't let any get out till its time. So we need to plug that dirty little piss hole there," you say as you reach for the red candle blowing the wick out. Placing the candle underneath my cock you bring the candle up dipping my cock in 3 inches of hot wax.

"AWWW fuck," I yell as the molten wax enters and surrounds my cock. Pulling the candle down and back up again you redip my dick like it was a strawberry in chocolate. Again in agony, "Fuck, please stop Maam, please."

"Shut up you fucking bitch, it's my cock and I don't want it to leak; and now it won't." Going back to the blue candle you drip it graciously across my ass and balls. Some spilling down my stomach and squirm biting my tongue to stay quiet.

"Good little slut, your making Mistress very happy," you say reassuring. Dismounting the bed I lose sight of you for a minute or so only to regain it as you return with your crop and what appear to be a huge appendage attached to your groin. As you climb on the bed the first crack on my ass of the crop, taking off a bit of wax. Looking down on me I see your 8 inch long 4 inch round dildo point at my ass. 

"Say hello to my little friend," you quip. "Now, I'm going to remove all the blue wax with my crop. Once that's done I'm going to cum in your ass with my big cock. Any question?" You laugh and immediately slap another chunk of wax of my ass. I jump just as another blow is landed. Working the crop like the master you are swiftly but painfully you remove all the wax from my ass leaving only red marks in its place. Moving up to my balls the first smack brings tears to my eyes and takes my breath away. Again you remove wax with a short swift smack. 

"Awww," I yell out unable to remain silent. Smack, smack, smack and more wax is removed. Smiling down on me one last crop this one harder than the others as the last bit of blue is removed. 

"Argghhh, no more please Maam, I beg you. No more Mistress please, fuck me Maam, fuck your little slut."

"It is that time you fucking little whore. I'm going to rape your fucking whole. After tonight you will never been the same. You're going to crave me, obsess over me, and need me and my big fucking cock." With that a huge glob of lubricant is smeared on my man pussy. The head of the massive cock I can feel on my hole as you push. The head breaks through and I gasp as I'm stretched wider than ever before. Feeding me your dick slowly you begin to fuck me. Working towards fitting your massive dong in my ass. Looking up between my legs I see your tits bouncing above your corset and you slide 2 inches in, then 3, then 4 filling me. Building up pace as you push deeper. The cock hits the water from the ice cubes you placed in the there earlier. My asshole making a sloppy wet sound like a juicy pussy. Cause that's what it is a soaked my pussy swallowing your big dick. Pushing deep into that wet cunt, finally all 8 inches fill me. I'm panting as my pussy is loosening to fit this enormous strap on from my Queen. 

Letting all 8 inches sit in me for a second, you look down at me and see my face. Seeing the look that says after tonight I'll be yours and everything you said is true. Pulling the cock back out to the very tip then ramming it home I get my first full taste of my Mistress. Back out you pull then slamming forward hitting my prostate my cock twitches. Again and again building up speed and rhythm till your full out fucking my pussy, your pussy, that's what it is now, it's your pussy and belongs to you. 

"Fuck me Mistress, please fuck me!!!" I yell out uncontrollably. Panting I say, "Rape my man pussy Maam, take me Maam oh please."

"Take it you dirty slut, swallow my cock with your ass." Ramming your cock into my wet ass faster and faster. You pull the cock all the way out and inspect the hole as it holds open. Slam, back in and out once more. "Look at that fucking hole of mine. It's so pretty I love fucking your pussy." Back in and feeding me all 8 inches as fast as you can you work my ass. Your panting and I can hear the orgasm building inside of you a the strap on rubs your clit. Fucking my ass, you reach over and break the wax from my cock and pull the wax from the piss hole. Hurting like hell I jump forcing that cock in deep. 

"Don't cum till I tell you, that's my cock and I'm going to shoot my load all over you little slut face." My balls already full of jizz react when your hand slides on my cock. My ass taking the pounding like the wet whore I am. Both of us moaning and panting as we both build towards climax as you ravage my ass with that huge cock. I hear it in your breath as you near I'm fighting back using every ounce of strength to keep from cuming. Just when I can't hold out anymore you yell out "Ah, ahhh , ahhhhh, cum for me slut!!" You begin quivering as the first throws of an orgasm hit you. Your hand stroking my cock aims it perfectly as my first spurt leaves it and lands squarely in my open mouth and face. Quivering in my ass and me on your cock as shot after shot of cum land on my and mouth. Your eyes roll back as a second wave hits you. Juices flowing down your legs as you shake. My cum landing on my stomach as the last throws of my orgasm subsides. Leaning forward filling me one more time as both of us spend our last moments of ecstasy staring into one another's eyes, Mistress to sub and sub to Mistress. 

Looking down at my cum covered faced you withdraw the huge prick from my ass. Releasing my legs I lay flat on my back as you straddle me. Whipping the cock across my face and below covering it spunk you have the most gorgeous smirk on your face. "Time to clean up little slut." 

Opening my mouth knowing my place and loving it so, you feed me you're cum covered cock still dripping from my soaked man pussy. Once clean you withdraw it and untie my hands. 

"Now strip me whore it's time for bed!" You command.

Rising I grasp the left glove removing then the right. Moving around you I unbutton and remove the corset. Allowing you to take a seat on the bed I crouch at your feet and slowly remove both boots. Reaching up I grasp each side of your thong with the big black cock still attached and slowly lower in take it off your feet. You reach and grasp me, bringing us face to face. We share a deep kiss, filled with passion, the passion that just brought us to this juncture. "You can sleep in bed with me but you will be at my feet. Like my little slut dog. I will wake you tomorrow and we shall continue our "play". Now get the lights whore and get in bed." 

I rise and turn the lights out moving back the bed and crawling in across the bed at your feet. "Good slut."

"Good night Mistress" I reply. "I Love You!" the words slip from my lips, confirming what you already knew and achieving your goal.

"I Love you too subbie."



The Hotel



I waited in the hotel room for you to come up in the elevator and when you knocked on the door I stood behind the door and opened it. The lights were out and the room was only lit by one candle. I locked the door and without saying a word pushed you up against the wall and started to kiss you. The feel of your lips on mine finally was indescribable. It was as if I had kissed for the first time. 

All that I was wearing was a pink negligee, with a matching sheer ribbon in my hair, a one piece that was lace and sheer and snapped at the crotch. As we kissed I did everything but rip your clothes off of you, my hands exploring your body as your hands caressed and roamed over mine. Your skin was so soft, your muscles firm and your body warm.  

If we had stethoscopes on our hearts with amplifiers, the beating and pounding of both our hearts would have woken all the guests in the hotel. I turned on some romantic music and we began to slow dance, your eyes sparkled and glistened in the candlelight. We held each other close and swayed with the sound of the music so slow we were almost standing still. The kissing and exploring continued, your hands combing through my hair, your lips leaving moist kisses on my neck and chest. 

I could not stop exploring your mouth with my tongue and lips, biting softly, nibbling and sucking on your tongue. Our bodies were molded together and I could feel your hard cock against me throbbing. I took it in one hand and began to stroke it slowly and with the other hand began to caress each of your balls. 

As I kissed you, I could hear low moans of pleasure as you pulled me even closer to you. You tried to pick me up so that my hot wet pussy would be accessible but I refused, and pushed you back up against the wall. I held your arms up over your head, my mouth traveling along the side of your neck, kissing it, and made my way up to your ear. It was so soft, I flicked my tongue along the outline and gently exhaled my excited breath into your ear as I kissed it and nibbled on your earlobe and then back down the side of your neck. 

I finally relented and pulled you to the bed and pushed you down on your back. Your body rippled in the candlelight, you squirmed as if trying to roll away from me, and I got on my knees and straddled you, my pussy brushing against your lower stomach and your hard manhood. My breasts every so slightly brushed against your chest and I could feel the excitement in your body, it shuddered and shivered so I decided to not let you go but to still keep you as my prisoner. 

My body brushed lightly over yours in this slow and steady tease, your hands were busy at work, skimming my body, squeezing a breast for a second, then the other, squeezing the cheeks of my ass. I pulled a sheer pink scarf from my hair and grabbed your hands up over your head and tied them together, you protested and to silence you I kissed you deep again. I slowly moved downward with my wet tongue, nibbling, licking and sucking on your chest and made my way down the front of your torso. 

You writhed in ecstasy, your heart pounding, I went even further down, you eagerly spread your legs open for me, I took your hard cock in my mouth, you almost screamed, I began to stroke it with my tongue, using my tongue around the rim, up and down, the whole thing in my wet mouth, sucking on each ball as I fondled the other with my hand, flickering my tongue on that sweet spot below your balls. The moans coming from you excited me, I began to fondle myself with one hand as I resumed the tongue stroking of your hard cock. My pussy was throbbing; I knew that once I sat down on your cock it would not take long. I prolonged it for both of us, my hands running all over your body, as I worked us both up, both breathing hard, our bodies moist with sweat. 

I kissed you again real deep this time and it seemed to last forever, the whole time, my finger was going in and out of my pussy and the other hand quickly stroked your pulsating cock, and then I reached up and let your hands free, you grabbed me as I was about to sit down and face you to ride your hard member but you flipped me over and pulled me to my knees and entered me from behind. 

Oh it felt so good as you plunged into me, you went hard and deep, I gasped out in ecstasy, grabbing the pillows to hold onto as you pulled in and out of me, the feeling was so intense, my pussy about to explode, your arms wrapped around me fondling my breast never missing a beat and your breath on the back of my neck told me it was close. 

As I felt myself start to cum, I pulled away from you and turned around and grabbed your cock with my mouth and continued to stroke it with my tongue, I wanted to taste you, I wanted you to let it loose in my warm wet mouth, you were crying out my name and holding your hands on your hips, looking down at me deep into my eyes and then I could start to taste you, sweet and good, your hands moved to my head, grabbing my head, pounding your cock into my mouth, I could not get enough and then I felt you shudder, and the warmth of your juices filled the back of my throat, you moaned with pleasure as you thrust your hips back and forth, you wouldn't stop coming and I kept sucking it down, stroking with my tongue as I teased and fondled your balls once again and then with one last hard movement, I could tell that you were finished. 

You pulled out of my mouth and looked down at me, I was smiling, and you said "thank you green eyed dreamer" and collapsed back onto the bed into a deep satisfied slumber with your arms wrapped around me, our legs entwined with each others, and we drifted off to sleep. 

Michelle Crisco - 2006



The Hotel



Emma knew she shouldn't. She had a boyfriend who she'd been with for a long time, but he wasn't there and she was stuck in a hotel with the most gorgeous guy she had ever set eyes on. She was working with him running promotional corporate events, and they had been left – along with the other employees – to entertain themselves for the evening. The two boys were sitting playing on their playstation in the hotel room, and with no other girls Emma had joined them, even though she had no interest at all in the football game they were playing. Through Rupert's tight t-shirt she could see the outline of his toned body, and she couldn't stop staring. It was a good thing he had his back to her as she was unable to take her eyes from his form, completely entranced. Absentmindedly she let her hand creep out and behind to stroke his back. He didn't react at all, carrying on with his conversations with the other guy. Just feeling the outline of his body was getting her pussy wet underneath her skirt, and she rubbed more, scraping her fingers down his back. He still didn't react, and she let her hands wander more, rubbing the top of his tight ass and then running under his t-shirt to touch his bare skin. They reached the end of their game, and Rupert announced he was going to bed. Disappointed that her fun was over, Emma said that she too ought to return to her hotel room that she was sharing with her father. She followed Rupert out of the room, and was just about to walk in the other direction from him, towards her own room when he pushed her up against the wall.

"You're a real cocktease aren't you."

Emma didn't say anything. She wasn't sure whether to be scared or aroused.

"Well you've got my cock hard, now you can deal with it."

He held her wrist strongly and led her down the corridor. They couldn't go to her room as her father was there and they couldn't go to his because he was sharing with his brother. He led her to a phone booth. It was quite small, and had slatted screen doors for privacy that stopped about 2 feet from the floor. Rupert closed the door behind them, and pushed her against the wall, kissing her. Her clit ached in pleasure as his strong hands held her wrists and his tongue hungrily explored her mouth. She knew she wouldn't be able to let him fuck her because she was on her period, but maybe he could bring her to orgasm with his fingers. He pushed her down to her knees, and Emma was face to face with the biggest bulge she'd ever seen. Slowly, he undid his belt, and then let his jeans fall to his ankles. Even with his boxers still on, she could see that he had the biggest cock she'd ever had by a long way. It was long, 9" and as thick as her wrist. 

"Take them off."

Obediently she pulled them down, and gasped as his huge shaft came into view. 

"Suck it."

She opened her mouth as wide as she could and took the swollen tip between her lips. It was so thick that her jaw ached with just the first inch in. He grasped the back of her head and began to push his massive cock into her mouth, her lips getting closer to his balls. Her eyes bulged as he hit the back of her throat and kept pushing, forcing her to suck his meat. She had to swallow to stop herself choking, breathing through her nose as he kept pushing and pushing. She tried to pull her head away but he was too strong as he impaled her face on his thick cock. Finally, he pushed the last inch into her mouth. Her nose was buried in his pubic hair, and her chin resting against his swollen massive balls. Her mouth automatically produced saliva, thinking she was eating which in a way she was, and it dripped from her chin onto her white t-shirt, making parts of it almost see through. His hands still behind her head he began to slide his cock in and out, fucking her face. Her tongue rubbed against the underside of his shaft and he moaned in pleasure. Emma desperately hoped no one walked past the phone booth, where his trouser-covered ankles and her knees would make it immediately obviously what was happening inside. He kept pushing his cock in and out between her lips, until he stopped and pulled her to her feet. She gasped as air flooded back into her abused mouth. He bent her forwards, until she had to put her hands on the wall to keep her balance. Reaching underneath her, he pulled her t-shirt up and her bra down, exposing her perfect pert breasts.

"Rupert, you can't. I'm on my period."

"I don't care. Its important that you learnt the consequences of being a pricktease."

He pulled Emma's skirt up to her waist and then hooked his fingers in the waistband of her thong, pulling it down to her knees. His thick finger brushed over her pussy lips, making her moan in pleasure. He teased her, gently tugging on the string of her tampon. She groaned in delight as she felt it being pulled out, slipping from between her shaven pussy lips. She felt so embarrassed having her soaked tampon being pulled from her by a guy she'd only met that day, but it felt so hot too. He reached around and began to trace the bloody tampon over her erect nipples. She glanced down and saw the blood marking her nipples. He then dangled it in front of her face. 

"Suck on it."

She couldn't. It was so wrong, but a sharp slap on her ass made her open her mouth and he took the opportunity to put her used tampon in between her lips. He held her nose and lips closed, forcing her to suck on it and taste her own blood. He released her lips, and she let it fall to the floor, leaving a dark red mark on the wall as it went down. He reached underneath her and started rubbing her clit, while he used his other hand to rub his massive cockhead over her swollen cunt lips. When he was happy she was wet enough, he held her cunt wide apart with his fingers, and began to push himself inside. She struggle not to cry out as she felt her lips stretching to accommodate the huge intrusion. She felt like he was going to split her in two and he was barely in. He pushed himself in slowly but forcefully, a long slow glide with every inch feeling like it must be the end, but still more went in. She felt like his cock was right at the top of her stomach, like she'd been stabbed by his giant dick. Her pussy ached as it struggled to take him inside. Finally, his balls rested against her clit. He reached underneath her and began to rub around her swollen clitoris as he rocked his hips back, his long cock sliding back out of her. As she looked down, bent over for him, she saw a drop of blood drop from his cock into his boxers, staining them crimson. One hand around her waist, he pushed back in more forcefully this time, and again she had to stifle her scream. Quicker and quicker he began to fuck her, abusing her tight young pussy with his giant dick. It hurt less the more he rubbed her clit, and it became moans of pleasure that she had to muffle. He was grunting with every thrust as her cunt enveloped him, gripping him like a vice. She could feel her orgasm building as he sped up, her g-spot stimulated. She couldn't mask her moans any more as she got closer and closer to orgasm, and suddenly she cried out as waves of pleasure engulfed her. Her pussy, desperate to squirt tried to push his cock from inside her but he held her firm, making her orgasm more intense. When her body had stopped shaking, he pulled out of her, the sensation almost making her orgasm again. He pushed her back to her knees and she didn't hesitate this time as she hungrily sucked him deep into her mouth, savouring the taste of her cunt juices, his precum and her blood. He pulled her head away from his cock and down to his balls as he started to jerk himself off. She took them in her mouth, so big that her cheeks bulged. He was wanking faster and faster, and just before he came he yanked her hair, pulling her head back. He came with a loud gasp, his cock exploding over her face. Cum splashed into her hair, over her mouth and cheeks, and dripped down onto her top. Her tongue flicked out, and she swallowed what she could as he held her head steady to accept his giant load. Then, he pushed his slowly softening cock into her mouth and savoured the sensation as she licked it clean. Once he was satisfied, he pulled it out and wiped it on her top. She was about to stand up and put her clothes back on, but he grabbed her. He pulled her to her feet and then jammed the stool left there for users of the telephone between her legs, forcing them apart. Taking the telephone receiver, he used the cable to tie her wrists.

"What are you doing?"

"You didn't think I was going to let you away with just that did you? I'm going to go and tell my brother I've left him a surprise. I hope he gets here before your dad comes looking for you."

He walked out, leaving her helpless, her tits and freshly fucked cunt on display to anyone walking past the phone booth, cum slowly dripping from her face.

Emma didn't know what to do. Her wrists were tied and her legs stretched apart by the wide stool that Rupert had left there. She didn't want to call for help because there was no way that she wanted anyone to find her with a face covered in cum, her tits and pussy exposed and the small puddle of blood that had gathered on the stool. She tried to get the stool out from between her legs but on her tiptoes she couldn't get any leverage to remove it. Her thighs were aching from being pulled apart and holding her upright as she fumbled to try and kick it away to no avail. It was then that she heard someone walking down the dim corridor next to the phone booth. Desperately she tried to stay still and hope that they would walk straight past but with the bright light of the phone booth and the fact that Rupert had left the door slightly ajar she had little hope. The footsteps were getting closer and closer and she was frozen in fear. Suddenly the door of the booth was pushed open and standing in front of her was a janitor. The black guy in front of her was wearing thick black boots and blue overalls, holding a mop bucket as he looked on in surprise at the sight that greeted him.

"Oh thank God. Please untie me."

The guy muttered something but Emma didn't understand whatever language he was speaking in. The guy looked up and down the corridor as though deciding what to do before he made up his mind and walked in, closing the phone booth door behind him. Emma wished her arms or legs were free so she could try and escape but she was completely helpless. The guy reached into his pocket and pulled out a short knife. For a second Emma thought he was going to cut the phone wire to free her but instead he began to run it under her T-shirt and bra and began to saw through the fabric. Before long her t-shirt and bra were in ruins on the floor, leaving her with just the tiny g-string that was stretched between her parted ankles on her exposed body. He stepped back to survey his work before taking his phone out of his pocket and taking a photo of her. Emma tried to hide her face in embarrassment but there wasn't really any point. He snapped a couple more photos before he walked over and kicked the stool over, making her collapse to the floor on her knees. Before the could stand up he put one hand on her hair holding her down. With his free hand he pulled open the poppers on his overalls and pulled a swollen black dick over the waistband of his boxers. His dick was very veiny and glistened with sticky precum as he offered it ho her lips. She shook her head but he brought out his phone, wiggling it to show that there were consequences to her rejection. Desperately Emma resigned herself to her fate and decided that she would get him to cum as soon as possible so that she could free herself. She opened her mouth and groaned, trying to arouse him more as she took him into her mouth. She sucked him as though she was desperate for his cum, tongue exploring his shaft, lips sliding up and down his whole length. To make matters worse, her wanton behaviour was actually turning her on and she wriggled a little in frustration as she sucked him almost willing him to fuck her with his dick. He was clearly enjoying herself, pushing his hips towards her as she sucked him hard and groaning in pleasure. With a roar he pulled out and pointed his dick at her tits. He obviously hadn't cum in a long time because he gave her the biggest load she had ever seen. She closed her eyes but she could feel stream after stream of hot thick cum hit her tits and neck, running between her boobs and down over her stomach. He shook his cock, getting every last drop of him cum onto her tits before he pulled away. He took his phone from his pocket again and took another photo of her cum-drenched state before he did his overalls back up. 

"Please, let me go now."

He muttered something else and walked away despite her despairing pleas, leaving the door ajar as he had found it and taking her ruined bra and t-shirt. Suddenly they both heard the sound of two sets of footsteps coming towards the corner that turned to the corridor and he looked panicked, picking up his tools and dashing quietly away in the opposite direction to the footsteps. Emma stayed still, knowing that there was nothing she could do and was almost pleased that it was Rupert and his brother who were standing there as the door was pushed open. At least it wasn't a complete stranger seeing her cum-drenched abused naked body. Rupert's brother was as good looking as he was, and Emma couldn't help being intrigued as to whether his cock would be as big as his brother's. Somehow she didn't think there was much doubt that she was going to find out. Neither of them said anything as they pulled their trousers and boxers down, and Emma hardly needed telling what they wanted as they stood in front of her naked kneeling form. They were both almost rock hard already as Emma opened her mouth and took Rupert's brother between her lips. His cock wasn't as long as his brother's but it was even thicker and her mouth couldn't take the thickest part at the bottom of the bell end. He didn't seem to mind though as he fucked her lips with just the tip. Rupert reached down and untied one of her hands from the phone cord. He took her wrist and placed it on his own cock, and soon she found herself alternating between them, wanking one whilst she sucked the other. However it clearly wasn't just a blowjob they were after and once they were both rock hard and dripping Rupert pulled her to her feet. His brother walked behind her and reached around to squeeze her cum covered tits whilst he bit and sucked her neck. She couldn't stop a low gasp of pleasure escaping her lips as she felt his giant thick cock pressed between her ass cheeks. He bent her forwards so that she could continue to suck on Rupert's cock. The hair on the back of her neck stood on end as he spat on her little asshole. She had presumed he wanted to fuck her pussy but surely he wasn't considering trying to force that gigantic penis into her ass. She had tried anal before but not with anything that big. She tried to wriggle away in fear but Rupert held her head down on her cock and in the tight confines of the booth there was nowhere for her to go. He pushed a finger into her tight little asshole and she groaned in pleasure. She loved having her ass fingered and his finger was so thick and it felt so good. He bent down and began to lick her ass which made her moan even more, even though she knew he was only doing it to prepare her ass for that thick cock. 

Once he had decided her ass was wet enough he told her to reach back and hold her ass open. She struggled to keep her balance, and it felt so humiliating to be relying on a huge cock in her mouth to keep her upright. She tried to hold herself as wide as she could, knowing that it would hurt when that thick head pushed inside her. She could feel it right by her asshole and it felt like it was emanating heat. He pushed it against the hole and used one of his own hands to help spread her whilst the other held his shaft in position. It felt huge. Bigger even than she'd imagined. Only the very tip was in and yet it was still the biggest thing that had ever penetrated her tightest hole. He pushed further despite her protesting moans, her ass stinging as it struggled to accommodate his giant dick. Further and further he went. She struggled to stay upright both from having to hold her ass open for him like a slut and the pain of feeling him inside her. He pushed slowly but forcefully, not giving a chance for her ass to get used to the giant penis until he was completely buried inside her. Once he was and his balls were resting against her pussy lips Rupert pulled her off his cock until she was upright. They had clearly done the same thing to other girls before because they never spoke but always knew what the other one was doing next. Emma felt almost relieved that she wasn't the only girl to be forced to pleasure these two gorgeous guys and their big dicks. Once she was upright Rupert's brother hooked his hands underneath his thighs, lifting her off the floor whilst she remained impaled on his dick. His strong hands underneath her meant her legs were almost in a splits position, forcing her even further onto his dick. Rupert stood in front of him and placed his own dick at her bloody pussy. Her clit twinged in excitement as she realised she was about to be double penetrated for the first time, and by the two biggest cocks she had ever seen. She moaned not in pain but in pleasure as Rupert's cock slowly pushed between her swollen pussy lips. She could feel the brother's two cocks almost touching each other through the thin walls of her pussy. She hadn't thought she could feel fuller than when Rupert had fucked her earlier but now, with two giant cocks in her she felt like she was going to burst. His brother used his strong arms to slide her up down, impaling her again and again on the two huge cocks. Faster and faster he went, lifting her up and then dropping her each time so that the cocks fucked her hard. All three were moaning and groaning, not caring that anyone walking down the corridor would see them. Rupert's brother came first, barely able to keep holding her thighs as his cock spasmed, spraying his load of semen into her tight little ass. Rupert obviously got off on the feeling of his brother's cock spasming inside the same girl that they were fucking and he came almost immediately after, bending down to kiss her on the lips as his cock filled her pussy. Rupert helped his brother to lift her off their cocks, her ass and pussy squelching as their dicks popped free. Exhausted she dropped to the floor. Rupert picked up her skirt, leaving her with just the g-string lying stained on the floor as they returned their cocks to their boxers. Emma was too exhausted to beg him to leave her skirt with the room key in the pocket. They walked off, clearly expecting her to try and make her way through the hotel unseen wearing just a thong as her ass and pussy leaked cum. Add to that that she would have no choice but to knock on the door of the room she shared with her Dad and try and explain the situation. Despite her predicament she couldn't help how turned on she was, and she decided to delay her return just a little longer as her fingers found their way to her swollen clit and she began to rub, trying to remember every sordid detail of the evening.



The Hotel



I'm walking up to my hotel room, it's been a long day in a workshop that wasn't what I thought it would be. And to make things worse, there was this little stuck up redhead sitting across the room, torturing me with those freckles and that snug button up shirt that pulled slightly at the breastline, just enough to see a little Victoria's Secret purple lace bra. 

Damn I was frustrated, all through the workshop I found myself slipping into my mind, watching that red hair swing back and forth as her mouth enveloped my cock, then me face first in that gorgeous little red mound of pubic lusciousness, grabbing a handful of that hair as I pounded her hot pussy from behind. God those freckles were killing me.

I went to a bar to get a drink and something to eat, hoping to run into that redhead, no luck. Then I was hoping to strike up a conversation with a girl, take her back to my hotel and give her the hard release of my pent up day. 

No luck.

I was walking to my hotel door when I saw this hot blond opening up the door next to mine. I was stunned. She glanced my way, looked back at the door, and then quickly looked at me. Yeah, she knew me, and I sure as hell knew her. Intimately. We used to fuck like there was no world outside of her and me and our bodies pleasuring each other. 

She shuffled a bit; I walked up and said, "Hey, what brings you to this fine town?" "A conference." she said, nervously. We made a little small talk, but there was a gleam in her eye, she was having trouble breathing. She was controlling it well, but I noticed. It was everything I could do to keep my cock from reaching out to her. I was shaking a little from the adrenaline. 

"See ya." She said lightly. "Yeah." I said. Knowing that she probably wouldn't want to relive a passionate memory with me. No, I needed release for sure; I wouldn't be able to sleep a wink if I didn't get off. I guess it was just going to me and Pamela Handerson. What a sorry excuse I was. At least that's what I was feeling.

I took a shower, put on a plush hotel robe, laid on the bed upright and started watching some TV.

The phone rang. It startled me. I answered it. It was the hot blond. She asked what I was doing. I almost said, "I'm watching TV with my hard cock in my hand." But I wasn't sure how she'd react. She said that her TV wasn't working and she wanted to know if I could help her out. She began describing the problem.

"How bout I come over and take a look?" I offered. There was an awkward silent pause, then, "ok". 

I threw on a pair of jeans and a white undershirt. I knocked on her door, it opened slowly.

I walked in and she said, "I don't know what's wrong with it." "I'll take a look." I said. "I'm going to take a shower if you don't mind." she looked wryly at me then turned and went into the bathroom.

I said, "Would you like to have company? I do backs." She looked at me and I thought I said too much. "Is that right?" she quipped. "Do you do fronts?" she asked. "My specialty really," I said.

She walked into the bathroom without closing the door. I stepped into the bathroom, she was undressing. I took my shirt off. She didn't look at me. I was slightly concerned but kept going. I took my jeans off; I didn't bother putting on any underwear. 

She got in the shower and started wetting her hair. I opened the curtain and stepped inside. Her body was exquisite. I almost came just seeing her. She picked up the soap; I reached for her hands and gently took it from her. I slathered up my hands and began sliding them up and down her back, over the curves of her hips. She looked me in the eyes and gave a hushed whimper. Her breathing was short and shallow. 

My cock was rising to full attention and it brushed against her soft pussy. Her eyes closed with a wanting expression. I moved my face closer to hers and gently brushed my lips against hers. Her mouth reached out and pulled me closer. 

I stepped back a bit and began soaping up her arms, I turned her around and reached in front of her. I lathered up her stomach, my hands moving up to her fantastic breasts. Her hard nipples felt incredible between my fingers. She moaned with delight and arched her back, her head resting on my shoulder.

I turned her back around to face me. I grabbed her shampoo bottle. I poured a bit into my hand and began gently running my fingers through her hair. She moaned with delight. 

I suddenly felt the most wonderful sensation. As I was rinsing her hair, she had lathered up her hands as was gently sliding them around my engorged cock. I gasped. She smiled. God, I thought I was going to come. We rinsed off and got out of the shower.

I took the towel and dried her soft body. She put on a robe and I dried off.

"About the TV." She said. "I rented a movie that I really wanted to watch, can you fix it?"

"Yeah, it appears to have come unscrewed from the cable." I said.

"Hmmm, I wonder how that happened?" she said coyly. 

I hooked the TV back up and all of a sudden the sound of a woman being fucked hard came through the TV speaker. I looked down and instinctively grabbed the remote to change the channel. "Don't you want to watch the movie I paid for?" she asked.

"HOLY SHIT!!!" my mind was officially blown. "Hell Yeah!" I said.

I had a towel wrapped around me as I lay next to her. My cock was at attention, which made the whole towel wearing experience absurd. We watched as this redhead sucked this enormous cock. "Damn" I thought.

The hot blond looked at me, then looked at my cock standing at attention under the towel and said, "Why don't you take that towel off?" I was happy to be rid of it. 

"Damn, that cock looks good enough to eat." she looked at me hungrily. She stroked it with her finger, watching how my cock bounced when she stroked the sensitive underside of the tip. She gripped it and I shuddered with pleasure as precum oozed out.

"Mind if I have a taste?" she looked at me as she went down. She slowly began licking my hard shaft, then as her tongue reached the tip, she swirled around my precum with her tongue, then put her lips together over just the tip and sucked it out. She opened her mouth letting her tongue work around the head of my hard cock. Then she slowly took it into her mouth.

I moaned with pleasure. She sucked my cock for about 3 minutes when I exploded in her mouth. She sucked hard as I came, drinking all my cum down. She licked her lips and came up to my mouth. She kissed me and I felt her tongue in my mouth and tasted the remnants of my manly juices.

I scooted down on the bed, below her knees as she knelt facing the headboard. My head disappearing under her robe. I reached up and pulled her hips down on my face. Damn, she was wet and dripping. I lapped up her hot sweet pussy juice, felt it run down my face toward the sheets. I reached up under the robe toward her breasts. She loosened the robe and threw it back off of her. She reached down and grabbed the back of my head and pulled it up hard against her. Her hips were grinding against my face.

"Oh shit!" she screamed, "I'm cumming." She threw her head back and squealed. She suddenly rocked forward and moves her body down the length of mine and presses her lips hard on my mouth. We enjoyed each other's lips as her dripping pussy rested against my still hard cock.

She began moving her hips forward and backward allowing her wet hot pussy to grind against my hard cock. She moved it back and forth. Our mouths and tongues still enjoying our flavors. She began to pitch upward and downward harder. I could tell she was going to come again. She pitched up once farther than before, allowing my cock to raise up slightly, then as she went back down, I was inside of her.

My god what a feeling. She stopped with my throbbing cock fully inside her; she reached down and scratched my chest with her fingertips as she came again. I could feel her hot pussy spasm against my cock.

"Fuck me from behind." she demanded. I positioned myself behind her and drove my cock hard into her. She backed up into me, taking all of me inside her. I put my hands on her hips, pulling her toward me rhythmically. Her head was down on the bed. I reached down and took a handful of hair. Pulling gently. She came up on her hands and her back arched. 

I bent down over her and turned her head so that I could kiss her. "I'm coming" I whispered. Just then my cock exploded inside of her. She let out a quieted scream as she came again as well.

"Clean me." she said. "With your mouth, like you've always wanted to do." "Bring it to me, bring me your hot cum, I want to taste it."

I quickly slipped under her and she brought her pussy down on my face. I licked my cum from her hot pussy as she sucked what was left of herself and me from my cock.

She turned around and we kissed. Sharing each other.



The Hotel



(c) 2010 Andy Learner

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I entered the hotel at 11:30 at night. I had driven most of the day to get to the Hilton on the Canadian side of Niagara Falls and I was a bit tired. I was halfway through checking in when a pair of attractive Japanese ladies came in. They both were both in their early twenties and had long, straight black hair. The shorter one was wearing a red sundress and had an ample bosom. The taller one was wearing a designer t-shirt and long thin jeans to highlight her tight athletic frame.

There were two receptionists at the check in counter, so they immediately approached the one who wasn't taking care of me. The taller girl pointed to herself and stated that her name was Sachiko Nakamura. The attendant looked in her computer and frowned. "I'm sorry, but your reservation has been canceled."

It was clear that the two girls couldn't speak or understand any English as they just gave the receptionist a puzzled look. The moronic attendant, instead of speaking more slowly and using easier words, just repeated herself -- more loudly.

I had studied in Tokyo for a while, so I decided to speak up. "Excuse me, I speak Japanese can I help translate?" After the receptionist nodded affirmatively, I informed the girls what had happened. It turned out that the girls were a day late in arriving because of issues with the airline that they came in on. The hotel couldn't help because after the girls didn't show up, they gave their rooms away. 

"What about finding her another hotel?" I asked the receptionist.

"I'm sorry, but all of the hotels that we work with are booked as well. There are three conventions in town. Please, give us a few hours and we will try to figure something out."

"A few hours? What are they going to do until then?" When I didn't get an answer, I thought, well maybe I can have some fun with this.

I explained the situation to the Japanese girls and offered to let them come up to my room. "Why don't you freshen up, relax and try and find another hotel up in my room?" After the usual back and forth banter about how they didn't want to impose, they eventually agreed to come up. 

On the elevator, I noticed that the girls did not have any luggage, so I asked if they had left it with the receptionist. Keiko, the shorter girl, told me that they were having a really awful day. Not only had the airline delayed them for a day, they had lost their luggage as well.

The spacious room had a breathtaking view of the Niagara Falls. It had a king size bed and a bathroom with a Jacuzzi. The bathroom had a large window with a retractable privacy shade. At the moment, it was up so that you could see the falls from the tub.

Once we had finished looking at the falls for a few minutes, I helped them set up their computer so that they could check the internet for other hotels. I chanced that they would not find something this late.

"I'm going to take a shower, do either of you need anything?"

"No," Keiko replied, "you have been very kind."

I took a quick shower and got ready for bed. By the time I was done, I realized that it was 12:30 am. I also realized that the girls might not appreciate my nighttime wardrobe -- I usually only wear my boxers to bed. 

I stepped out of the bathroom and asked the girls, "Did you have any luck finding another hotel?"

The girls turned to eye me in my boxers. Again, Keiko was the one to respond, "No, do you wish for us to leave?"

"Of course not. There's plenty of room for all of us," I said trying not to appear too eager. "Why don't you take a shower if you wish."

"Thank you so much, but we don't have any clothes to change into..." Sachiko quietly explained. I thought for a second and then looked through my bag. I gave each of them a white t-shirt. They looked at the t-shirts, looked at each other and ultimately agreed to take a shower. 

While Keiko was taking the first shower, I walked back over to the window to watch the falls. "Sachiko, have you ever seen anything like this before?"

"No. I went on a short trip to Spain, but this is my first time to North America. After visiting the falls, we will be traveling down to New York City. I'm very excited to go shopping there," she said with a twinkle in her eye.

We talked for a bit more about nothing important until Keiko finished her shower. Keiko had not dried herself very well, and it was causing her shirt, which was bit tight around the top, to become a bit wet. I started imagining her appearing in a wet t-shirt contest -- and I started to swell a bit.

Feeling a bit shy, I sat down on the coach near the window over looking the falls. Sachiko went into the shower and Keiko came over and sat down next to me. "Thank you so much for letting us stay with you."

"I'm glad I could help. I remember when I was in Japan a stranger helped me out when I really needed it. I am glad I could repay the favor."

Keiko, who was clearly more outgoing than Sachiko, and most Japanese women for that matter, responded by giving me a long hug. Keiko started talking about the trouble they had with the airplane, but I had trouble concentrating on what she was saying as I kept sneaking peaks at her nipples. I merely nodded in agreement a lot.

When Sachiko had finished in the bathroom, I noticed that her t-shirt barely covered her pussy. I could now tell that she and Keiko were not wearing any panties. As I started to swell again, I asked if the girls were ready for bed.

"Yes," responded Sachiko looking at the couch, "but where shall we sleep?"

"The bed is plenty big..." I mentioned casually. 

Keiko, looked down at the bulge in my pants and smiled. "I see that is not the only thing that is big..." 

I responded by smiling and blushing. I was not sure how much to push the action, so I tried to stay on topic but in a light hearted way, "Is it true that American men are usually bigger than Japanese men?"

Sachiko surprisingly decided to get in on the action by responding, "There is one way to find out..."

"Yes there is," I responded. By this point I was rock hard, and if I didn't pull my pants down, I think would have burst out. So I pulled my pants down and stood there naked before the two beautiful Japanese ladies. I was not huge, but if they had never been with a Westerner, I thought they would be duly impressed. "Does this help answer your question?"

Keiko was the first to arrive by my side. As she started stroking my cock in her slender right hand, Sachiko walked up behind me. Sachiko slowly started massaging and scratching my shoulders and reached around my body to tweek my nipples. I took turns kissing each of them and I gently tickled their nipples under the t-shirt that neither of them had bothered to remove.

Breaking the action, Sachiko asked Keiko, "How do you think we should thank our savior for his kindness?" Keiko continued to stroke my engorged cock as she whispered something back to her friend that I couldn't hear and they both giggled.

They brought me over to the bed and laid me down on my back, but in such a way that my feet were touching the floor. Sachiko climbed on top of me, doggy style, and presented me with a fantastic view of her trimmed bush. I pulled her closer and eagerly dug in. Meanwhile, Keiko pulled my cock straight out and positioned herself so that she could take as much of my manhood into her mouth as possible. As Keiko worked herself into a smooth pumping rhythm, I practiced writing the alphabet with my tongue on Sachiko's clit.

I felt Sachiko beginning to cum, so I reached up to grab her nipples and pinch them gentle. This brought her over the edge as she gave a muffled shout of ecstasy. She climbed off of my face, and Keiko gently put my cock into Sachiko's dripping pussy.

Keiko then took her place on my magical tongue. Unlike Sachiko, she had a fully dark black bush, but I tend to prefer this over a shaved pussy. I quickly got back to work licking Keiko's mound as Sachiko began riding me like a cowgirl. 

I gave a low moan of appreciation as Sachiko gently rubbed my balls. I felt like I was getting ready to explode, but I did not want it to end yet, so I changed rhythm a bit. As I slowed to a new pace and focused on pleasing Keiko, they both climaxed.

I decided to take charge. I made Keiko sit doggy style and started fucking her from behind as Sachiko lied down underneath me so she could lick my balls as I pumped Keiko. I only lasted another minute until I had to pull out. I was about to spray my load all over Keiko's ass when Sachiko took my cock in her mouth and accepted every last drop of my explosion.

Completely drained, we collapsed in the king size bed and quickly fell asleep. I certainly felt like they had thanked my properly for my hospitality.



The Hotel



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The Hotel



I'd followed the instructions carefully. Taking care to double check the address of the hotel. The room number. To make sure I was wearing what I'd been told to; a loose silk shift dress over my black corset. High, peep toe stilettos. Sheer stockings that connect to my garter belt, pinching slightly at the soft pale flesh of my thighs. No panties.

My instructions had also been to make sure my pussy was clean shaven. I felt the cold air through my dress when I'd entered the hotel foyer, making me feel vulnerable. I tried not to sound nervous as I asked for the room key from reception using the false name I'd been given. Now I was glad to be inside the safety of the hotel room. Safety is an odd word however, considering what was going to happen to me here. 

I look at the clock on the wall, just 10 minutes to go, the butterflies in my

Tummy leap into life. I prepare myself. Slowly I unzip the side of the shift dress, and wiggle myself out of it, careful not to catch the heels of my shoes. The silk feels good against my

Skin & I'm already feeling aroused in anticipation for my visitor. 

After hanging the dress in the wardrobe, I walk around the room. It's a beautiful hotel, with a great view of the city. The most dominant feature is the king size bed, all fluffy white pillows and inviting softness. As I turn I catch a glimpse of myself in the full length mirror hanging on the opposite wall. My long legs & plump breasts. My dark hair framing my red lips and smokey dark eyes. My bare cunt on offer. I look like a slut.

A slut ready to be fucked. And I love it. 

I get the final piece of my outfit from my handbag, a black eye mask. It's lined

with soft cotton and has adjustable straps to make sure it fits the wearer perfectly. I position myself facing away from the door, right in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling widow. The blinds are open and being that it's the middle of the day I can see the cars & people going about their day. There are other buildings opposite, and even though I'm on the 14th floor of this hotel, anyone could see in. I put the blindfold on.

And wait.

My eyes adjust to the darkness, and my hearing strains to pick up details of my surroundings. My breathing sounds loud and my balance is altered, I have to part my legs slightly to stop myself wobbling on my heels. I begin to think about what will happen when he arrives, my heartbeat quickening.

I wait for a long time. Has it been 10 minutes? 15? Or maybe it just seems that long. I hear traffic outside. And then the click of the key card in the door. He's here! I resist the urge to turn around. I stay perfectly still as instructed, trying to control my breathing. I listen for his footsteps. There are none. Was I wrong, maybe it was the next room I heard being unlocked? I'm disappointed. How long until he gets here? 

Then I sense him. Can I smell him too? I hear keys fall onto the table and it startles me. Quiet again. It's all a part of this game. I compose myself, stand as still as I can and wait for him to begin. I feel the footsteps on the soft floor behind me, it's so hard not to turn my head to try and hear the movements better. He is close behind me. I'm sure I hear him smile. He's pleased with the way I've followed instructions, presenting myself for him. 

I long for him to touch me. But he moves away and I hear a briefcase being popped open and movement in the room. Something clacks onto the table, and my mind races through objects it could be. A few more things are added to the desk and I can hear him sit. Removing his shoes? Will he undress? I bite my lip, the waiting is too much. I want to play, but I know that is not my choice. 

Then I feel his heat on the back of my neck and I draw breath quickly. His smell invades me and I breathe him in. He doesn't move, I wait. My heat is beating so fast. Then I feel it. 

WHACK! The suprise buckles my knees. I ungracefully wobble on my heels and fall to the floor, my hands outstretched to steady myself. What the hell was that? A whip? My ass is tingling but doesn't hurt. It was the unexpected nature and my lack of vision that has lead me to be on all fours on the floor.

He doesn't speak, but waits for me to regain my composure. I consider trying to get back on my feet, but I was told beforehand not to move unless instructed. And I might buckle over like Bambi again. I hear the mini bar fridge opening in he room behind me, a seal breaking on a bottle, liquid flooding into a glass. There is more movement but I can't work out what it is. 

He moves toward me and I tense for another slap on my ass. But instead I feel the soft caress of his hand, it's warmer than my skin and feels nice against my butt. I relax a little and enjoy this. I push my head down to the carpet, mask still in place and push my ass up greedily to meet his touch. A soft laugh? I'm not sure as all I can hear is my own breathing getting heavier. His hand leisurely inspects my buttocks, rounding down to the crease where they meet my legs and then slipping quickly over my pussy. I'm wet. My clit tingles from the brief contact but then he pulls his hand away.

I hear him stand behind me and wonder how I must look. My blindfolded face mashed into the hotel carpet, arms stretched out in front of me. My knees must be getting red from the abrasion on the floor while my bare ass is raised up to meet him, ready for whatever he wants to give it. His dirty little slut. 

I hear the sound again - Whack! But no pain? He's standing over me playing the Instrument on his own hand. The sound excites me. I smile. It gives him a green light to go to town on my ass. And he doesn't hold back. 

Whack! Whack! Whack! Whack! He unleashes an unrelenting attack on my ass, each one stings and my mouth falls open making an unattractive yelp of

shock. It must be a crop, each slap is small and never quite hits the same part of my ass twice, but the pace in which my punishment is delivered doesn't slow. The sound it makes is delicious, the crop cutting into the air then finishing on my flesh with a satisfying crack. But it's starting to hurt. My skin is taught because of my positioning and I feel the heat on my behind. I struggle to catch my breath and my tongue desperately

tries to catch the saliva dripping from

my gaping mouth. 

Whack! Whack! Whack! Again and again. It's hurting and I wonder if I should stop it. But I don't. I can't control the sounds escaping from me, more whimpers now, as tears steam down my face. The skin on my ass must be broken! 

He stops. I hear him walk around to the front of me. I feel his hand on my face, his finger under my chin and he slowly coaxes me up so I'm leaning up with my elbows on the floor. I can't sit on my ass because I know it's too sore, so I keep it raised. He readjusts my blindfold, making sure I still can't see, and roughly wipes a tear from my cheek. He takes my arm and pulls me to stand. I wobble in the direction he pushes me and I fall face down on the bed. The softness of the sheets is a welcome feeling, although the sting on my ass is oh so satisfying. Will he leave now? My body is craving to be touched some more, the hiding my ass just took made me so wet. I want to reach down between my legs, but I know he is still watching me.

I feel his weight join me on the bed and I raise myself onto my elbows. I feel something touch my lips. At first I think it's him, but it's too cold. I part my lips slightly and feel the smoothness with my tongue. He pushes it in further and my mouth cannot resist. I suck it as he rolls it around my mouth, it feels tapered - a butt plug! My muscles clench knowing my treatment is far from over, it's only just begun. 

He withdraws the object from my mouth and moves towards the back of me. I've no idea which way I'm facing in the bed. I'm disoriented & highly aroused. I feel him place his hands on the back of my legs, and pulls me into a position on all fours again. The skin on my ass tightens, and I enjoy the feel of the pain. I feel something rough against the skin of my leg. It chafes. He begins to lace rope around the bend of my elbow, and then my knee. He takes his time tying my left arm & left leg together at the bends, tight enough so I can't move. Then he begins with the other side. I wish I could see this rope work, I've always loved it's beauty, and the time he takes to secure me makes me think it must be intricate. It makes me

feel special. I am hogtied. 

When he's finished with the rope, satisfied i am secure, he roughly pushes my knees apart. The ropes tighten & pinches my skin. I am presenting unobstructed access my wet pussy and tight little asshole, and I have no choice, I can't move.

Without warning I feel it plunge into my pussy and I gasp. The butt plug? He pulls it out. My lips are quivering and I want it inside me again. Then suddenly I feel a warm wet tongue slapping up my pussy lips and around my asshole. Ahh! It feels so good! I want to push myself to meet this flickering tongue, but I am restrained. My clit is aching. He tongues my tight little hole, spitting on it then I feel a gentle finger rolling at my entrance and I relax as it slips in. It pushes in, then out and in again. My greedy asshole clenches around his digit, then relaxes. I should feel ashamed at how easy he slips his second finger in, but I just want him to fill me. I groan in pleasure as his fingers pick up speed. His other hand slides down the wetness of my pussy and finds my clit, circling it at first, then pinching it with his thumb and forefinger. He slides back up and pushes his fingers in my pussy and begins to fuck me with his hand. It feels so good to have both my holes pumped in this way. I'm groaning so loudly I sound like an animal but I don't care. I want this too badly.

My senses are heighten because I can't see. My nipples are hard and scrap the inside of my corset as I'm rocked by his fingers. My ass is still stinging but it feels good mixed with the pleasure I'm receiving now. My face drools onto the cotton sheets and my hands desperately grad at them, trying to steady myself.

I feel him slow and remove his hands. A cool liquid is poured into my asshole, and he massages it in. Then I feel the pressure of the butt plug invading my ass. Slowly it pushes in and it seems too big. I relax and my ass loosens. He circles it around, teasing my hole to open up. Just before I think it will hurt my ass accepts it and sucks it in, closing around the sleekness. 

It feels so so good having the plug

caressing my asshole as his fingers find my clit again. My pussy is gushing and I feel the wetness drip down my inner thighs. He shifts behind me closer, grazing my flushed ass cheeks and then I feel his erection pushing at my pussy, trying to enter me. He continues to roll the plug, gently pulling and releasing it, before plunging his cock inside of me.

Oh God I feel so full! He thrusts inside me, pushing the plug deeper and slapping my sore ass. His pace is rapid and I can hear his grunting as he smashes himself into me. His balls swing through my legs and slap into my crotch with each thrust. His hands dig into my hips as he continues to pound. I cannot move, I just have to take it. I feel myself nearing climax, as he twists the plug feverishly in my asshole. Suddenly it's yanked out of me and it triggers a delicious orgasm, shuddering my bound body. 

I feel him pull his hard cock out of me and as he lets me go I collapse onto my side, my tied limbs unable to balance my weak body. My mouth lies open as I pant, aching in every muscle but I feel so calm. Warmness squirts onto my face, dribbling down my cheek and my tongue instantly laps at it. The salty bitterness invades my mouth and I strain my neck trying to capture the dispensing cock in my mouth. More cum splatters onto my face but I fail to catch my prize. I hear him move away. 

I lay on the bed still tied up, sedated & satisfied. I hear movement and feel a cold blade against my thigh. A knife! Panic suddenly floods over me as it presses into my skin, but then it cuts into the rope and my leg is released. Finally! My leg aches and my muscles protest as the blood rushes back. A few more cuts and I'm free. Outstretched on the bed. Fucked. 

I lay there calm and wonder if he'll remove the blindfold. Do I want to see him? I strain to hear him but after a few minutes I realise he's gone. Nervously I raise a hand to my face, my arm aching from being bound, and remove the blindfold. 

My eyes blink as they adjust to the afternoon light flooding through the window. I'm alone in the room. Slowly I raise my aching body from the bed, and stumble onto my feet. A see my reflecting in the mirror. Holy shit! I look horrendous. My hair is slick with sweat and protrudes in frizzy lumps from my head. My mascara has run down my face, tear stains down my cheeks and whats left of my lipstick is smudged. Some of his semen is drying on my chin. My stockings are laddered, one of the garter clips has snapped. There are red indentations in my skin where the ropes were and I feel them softly with my fingers. I turn to inspect my ass. It's red, raw but the skin isn't broken. I smile. How satisfying to inspect myself like this. A fucked little slut. 

I begin to gather my things, slipping my dress on and combing my hair. It's then I see it. On the side of the table stand two glasses. One has a lipstick mark on it. It's not mine. There was three of us in this room.



The Hotel



This is my first submission on here. I hope you like it. I am not sure if I am going to continue it on as a series or not. I am always open to constructive criticism.

*

Sunday night. The bane of Cayley Lane's existence. 

She had been with the hotel for 3 years and always hated the slowness of Sunday nights. She would sit in the back room waiting for a guest to come in and entertain her, even for a short while. Even with a laptop to keep her company, nothing could replace the interactions with other human beings that she loved.

DING! DING!

The bell ripped Cayley out of her daydreaming and she rushed to the front desk in a hurry. 

"Hello, welcome to the Backwoods Inn, What is the name on the reser..." Cayley stopped dead in her tracks when she looked up at the guest.

Right in front of her stood a man with rugged good looks and deep green eyes in a black pinstripe suit. He looked all business, except for the smirk that spread across his face when Cayley froze. 

"Michael Lambridge." His voice was smooth and soft, a sweet seduction in itself.

Cayley shook her head away and looked at the arrivals list on her computer. 

Lambridge, Michael. 2 days. Corporate rate.

She couldn't help but avoid eye contact as she checked him into the hotel. Even though she wanted to see him again, she felt compelled to keep him away. She chose room 330, the highest floor, farthest room away from the front desk. He didn't seem to mind the room location, and as quickly as he appeared, he was gone again. Cayley caught a quick glance at his back, and realized he hadn't brought a bag. She quickly dismissed it and tried to get back to trying to entertain herself. 

That didn't last very long. 

Before she knew it her thoughts were devoured by the face of the smirking guest and sexual thoughts raced through her. Her heart raced at the thoughts, and she could feel her thong becoming wet. She had had handsome guests before that she fantasized about, but none of them oozed dominance like this Mr. Lambridge. 

The rest of the night went along smoothly, with only a few walk-ins. By the time the clock rang 11:50, she had all but fallen asleep. She quickly tallied up her drawer and did a quick In-House check. 

Right as Taylor was walking through the door for 

3rd shift, the phone rang. 

Room 330.

"Front desk." Cayley quickly answered the phone.

"Hello. My air conditioner does not seem to be working. Can somebody come take a look at it?"

"Well, our maintenance guy is off today, I can have him fix it first thing in the morning." 

"I need it fixed tonight." Cayley rolled her eyes. She had not pegged him for a trouble guest.

"I will have somebody come up as soon as possible."

"Make sure you do." The phone abruptly hung up and Cayley let out a sigh. It was 12:04 and she knew 

Taylor would not go up to his room, even though he had less of a chance of being cut up like the black dahlia by some psycho guest. 

"Taylor, can you please take care of a guest for me? I should be clocking out right now." 

Taylor shook his head and said, "You picked up the phone, it's your responsibility."

Cayley let out a huge sigh. That's what she gets for working for a company full of lazy losers.

Cayley grabbed the a/c monitor and the front desk key and headed on up to room 330, fuming from head to toe. 

She had wanted to get a couple drinks from the local bar before the 12:30 closing time, but that wasn't going to happen now.

She knocked twice on the door before saying "front desk". The door opened smoothly and there he was.

Her anger spilled out of her body when she saw him in nothing but long green pajama pants and a black muscle shirt. He looked comfortable and sexy in the worst way. He motioned for Cayley to enter and she had to snap back into reality and head for the a/c unit. She quickly plugged the monitor into the unit and her heart stopped when it read "no errors". 

The a/c wasn't broken. 

Slowly, she turned around to find him standing in front of the door with his arms crossed over his chest and an evil looking smirk splayed across his face.

She knew she was in trouble and instantly went for the window. When she looked outside, her decision to put him on the 3rd floor smacked her in the face. She had unknowingly put herself in a corner she couldn't get out of. 

He slowly came towards her and she retreated into a corner. 

"I've been watching you for a while, Cayley. I knew you would come up here alone. You know, sometimes you are a little too trusting, little one."

Cayley was taken aback. She hadn't ever seen him before, and she never got the feeling she was being watched.

"Please, just let me go before you do something you'll regret." Cayley wanted to scare him but her words came out shakily.

"Oh, I don't think I'll be regretting anything." 

His smug smirk was back and she took the chance to attack. She ran at him quickly and nudged her right shoulder right into his stomach, knocking the wind out of him. He quickly recovered and locked his hands around her waist, holding her against his hard body. She laid a quick kick onto his right foot, but it didn't seem to hurt him much. 

He let out a feral grunt before throwing her on the bed, knocking the wind out of her, and making her vision go hazy. She tried to scramble away but there was nowhere to go. 

Her left ankle was snatched quickly and a sharp tug brought her back to him. Rolling around, she laid a kick to his stomach, and he let go of her ankle, stumbling backwards. That's when she knew she had screwed up. His eyes glowed with anger as he looked up through his tousled brown hair. 

"You want to play rough. I can play rough." His words were as sharp as a knife.

He closed the distance between them in 2 long steps and grabbed her sharply by her hair before she could even breathe. His other hand quickly scooped her wrists behind her back. Her scalp was on fire and her neck was painfully craned as he once again had her on the bed. The weight of him on her back made it hard for her to breathe and tears streamed down her face, soaking the comforter underneath. His hand let go of her hair but he did not get off her. She could see him grabbing for something and she once again started fighting when she saw a length of rope that had been tied to the bottom of the headboard. The end of the rope had two cuffs that looked stronger than her. 

Cayley bucked up at him and tried to twist out from under him, but he held her arms behind her back, making it painful for her to try to move. 

Before she knew it, her hands were cuffed onto the headboard in front of her, and his weight was off of her. She tried to twist around and sit up but there wasn't enough slack to even get her hands an inch off the bed.

Clank.

The cold hard feel of metal was suddenly around her ankles, and she could no longer put her feet together. Looking behind her, she found that two cuffs attached to a metal bar were fastened around her ankles and Michael was tying another rope from the floor around it, making her stationary with her ass slightly elevated. 

"You sick freak. Let me go or you'll be in jail for the rest of your life!" 

His eyes quickly fixated on hers and she wished she hadn't threatened him. 

"If you want to be a fucking brat, I will treat you like one." He opened the bedside table and retrieved a small length of cloth. Despite her struggling, he wrapped the cloth around her mouth and tied it in the back, effectively gagging her.

Then he pulled out another item from the drawer and her eyes went wide. Scissors.

He slowly inched the scissors up her pant legs, splitting them in half and revealing the softly pink flesh underneath. His hands trailed underneath as he stripped her of her uniform. When he made it up to her waistline, she squirmed, the touch of his hand on her inner thigh making her uncomfortable. He did the same with her polo shirt, his hand snaking up her back and around to grab her petite breast in his huge hand.

"mumphh". She tried to yell at him but the gag wouldn't allow her to form words.

She could feel his groin against her ass as he cut the remainder of her clothing off, leaving her in just her thong and bra.

His hands went back down her body, caressing her skin, until a hard smack on her right butt cheek made her squeal. 

Her ass stung and another hard smack mirrored the other. The pain wasn't intense, but it was enough to make her jump. 

"This is your punishment, little one. You put up a good fight, but you had to know you were going to lose."

Cayley tried to yell "Fuck you", but it once again was muffled by the gag.

Five more hard spanks fell onto her tender ass and it surprised her when her body started to react to the abuse. She bit her lip to keep in a moan on the last spank but accidentally groaned when he stopped. 

His hand was suddenly caressing her ass, and a finger dipped down along her thong. Her hips instinctively moved when a finger entered her wet pussy. But as quickly as it had entered, it was gone. 

Michael once again retrieved something from the bedside table, but this time, she couldn't figure out what it was.

He was once again behind her and he quickly tore her flimsy thong off of her.

She heard the sound of Velcro and felt something hard on her clit before straps were fastened around her thighs. She heard him walk over to the right of her and she turned her head to see him sitting in a chair with some kind of remote in his hand.

"It's about time you realize who's really in control, little one."

He pressed a button on the remote and the hard object on her clit began to vibrate, taking her breath away. The vibrations seemed to hit that sensitive spot that made her mind blank out. 

However, Cayley was still trying to fight the pleasure. She didn't want him to think she wanted it or that what he was doing to her was right. 

Michael hit another button and the vibrations increased in intensity. Cayley's back arched like a stretching cat and she knew she could no longer hide it. She was enjoying it, perhaps too much. 

The air was doused in dominance from the stranger watching her, and she could help but find it highly erotic. 

Michael could see it in her eyes that she was starting to succumb to the pleasure, but he wasn't even close to being done.

Once again, Michael pressed a button and the vibrations intensified until an inferno overtook her body. Pleasure was all she could think about, no longer wanting to escape. It built and built, until she felt right on the verge of orgasm. And then it stopped.

Her hips instinctively bucked and she tried to rub her thighs together; anything she could do to get stimulation again. She opened her eyes to find Michael with a fire in his eyes. 

He waited a couple minutes, letting her panting calm and the sensitivity of her clit to go down. She knew not to try to yell anymore. He wouldn't hear her after all.

Just when Cayley started to get her sanity back, 

Michael pressed that familiar button again and the vibrations started again, throwing her back into ecstasy. She moaned and moved her hips, trying to get that release she needed. 

When he once again turned it off, she screamed through the gag. Her eyes fixated on his and she silently pleaded with him to end it. 

With calm grace, He stood up from the chair and walked over to the side of the bed. Keeping his eyes hooked on hers, he knelt down beside the bed and did something that shocked Cayley. He started to take off the gag.

She was so surprised, she didn't even think to scream or yell for help. When it was off, He took her face in his hand and made her look at him.

"Listen to me now. That is only a fraction of the pleasure I can give you. But you have to want it first. I can be your master, or I can be gone, along with that orgasm you want so much."

Cayley's mind reeled. Suddenly he was asking permission? Did she want it? Yes. Did she want him? Definitely. 

"Tell me." 

She had never been more turned on in her life and she didn't want it to end yet.

"Please, I want it."

Her words made him smile for a minute, before he stood up and his face went cold.

"Then who am I."

"You're my master."

There it was; that familiar smirk again. God, she could feel herself getting wetter just at the look he was giving her. His hands went to his shirt and slowly unbuttoned it and threw it on the floor. He didn't have a six pack, but he was definitely fit. 

He was the kind of fit you get from labor, not from the gym. His hands then went to his pants but before he took them off he walked behind her, to where she could no longer see him. She knew better than to say anything, and when the familiar vibrations turned on low again, she knew she had been right.

His weight was suddenly on the bed and she could feel him behind her. His hands went to her hips and she could feel the tip of his cock against her pussy. The vibrations made her want to back up onto him, but he held her steady as he used his cock to tease her even more. He would enter her just up until the head was in, and then when she was going crazy, he would take it back out. Her skin was hot and she couldn't take much more teasing.

"Please, master. I need you, please."

Just as she finished pleading, the grip on her hips turned hard and strong. Then suddenly he thrust into her, making her almost scream. He started a rhythm that was slow and hard and it turned her body into an inferno. He knew she wouldn't last long and he wouldn't either. He slowly started picking up the pace and right as he could feel her building, he hit the familiar switch one more time and the vibrations quickened to the fastest speed. Her mind went blank and she bucked against him while he slammed into her. 

Her orgasm seemed to last forever, but she certainly wasn't complaining. Before she knew it, she was untied, laying on the bed, completely unable to move. Her breathing steadied and she could see Michael moving around the room. She felt so tired, she could barely keep her eyes open.

"Michael." Her voice was raspy and low, but he definitely heard it. He made his way by her side and his voice was soft when he spoke to her.

"Sleep now, little one. I'm keeping you now."



The Hotel



I was tired and bored and fed up. I was sitting up in the world's most uncomfortable bed in the world's worst hotel in the world's most boring town. 

Apart from that, everything was going well!

It was nearly 10.00pm and I had just checked in to this dump of a hotel. My job as a salesman saw me burn 10's of thousands of miles a year on the roads up and down England. I must have travelled down every motorway and stayed in every type of hotel from the joys of 5 star luxury to the sort of flea pit I was in now. The company's expense policies changed with the weather and we were currently in what was called "challenging times" and our hotel expense allowances had been cut to the bone.

I had travelled from some forgettable town where I had held a meeting with a non-descript buffoon that clearly had no authority to make a decision. The traffic had been bad, the weather awful and the food at the motorway service station barely digestible. 

Did I say I was fed up?

To try and get out of my self-pity, I had thought about drinking a bottle of wine while watching the TV. The wine was fine. The TV wasn't. What was that Bruce Springsteen song: 57 channels and nothin' on? You got it there Boss! 

So it was the wine and misery.

As I sipped my wine, my self-inflicted gloom was interrupted by the slamming of the door to, I presumed, the room next door, followed by a girlish squeal and a man's voice saying. "right, I have got you now," followed by another squeal. 

Oh great! I had now found out that the hotel had virtually no sound proofing and I could hear what was being said almost as clear as if I had been in the room with them. 

"Come on then Lucy, get your clothes off and let me see those wonderful tits of yours!" the man said.

"Oh John, what are you like!" 

"You know what I am like, that's why you are with me Luce!"

Oh no, I groaned to myself. I was now going to be subjected to listening to a couple play out their sex life for me, whether I liked it or not. I was half tempted to bang on the wall, before he started banging her, but my distinct lack of bravery stopped me. What if he turned out to be a 6 foot 6 inch boxer with muscles in his spit. He was clearly on a promise and an overweight middle aged salesman knocking on the wall was not going to interrupt him getting his leg over with Jucy Lucy or whatever her name was. So cowardice ruled and I sat there, hoping they would skip the foreplay, would get on with it, he would quickly cum and they would fall asleep.

"Good they look good!" I heard John say, "Come here let me feel them, let me lose my face in them."

"Oh god", I groaned quietly. A fucking porn film script!

"Oh John, yes, harder. Bite them. They are all yours." Lucy said.

Clearly John had his mouthful as there was no answer.

"Harder John, harder. Please," she urged.

I heard a zip being undone. His? Hers?

"Oh feel me, I am so wet," Lucy said quietly. 

It must have been hers. He was moving on.

"Yes, bite me there as you put your finger in. Can you feel how wet I am?"

I heard a murmur. I imagined him licking and sucking and biting on her breasts.

"Put two in; rub my clit with your thumb."

Lucy was clearly driving the process, and I hate to admit feeling the first signs or arousal as I sipped my wine and heard the lovemaking going on in the next room.

"John, stop, let's get undressed properly. I want to see your cock."

Part of me wanted the lovemaking to quickly be over, but the other part, the part that was sending blood to my hardening prick, wanted this cheap audio show to carry on a bit longer.

Silence descended for a few minutes. They must be taking their clothes off. 

"John, he looks ready for me, you are a big boy!"

They really have seen too many porn films I said to myself as the corniness of what they were saying to each other momentarily lifted my gloom and a smile crossed my lips/

"Mmm that's nice." It must have been Johns turn to receive attention.

"Want me to suck you?" Lucy said in a barely audible whisper.

"What do you think, but I might not last long."

The next sound was the unmistakable sound of lips and sucking accompanied by a man's appreciative murmurs.

"Oh God yes Lucy, you are the best."

More sucking noises filled the air.

A minute or so later I heard: "John I don't want you to cum in my mouth now, maybe later. I want you to lick me and make me cum, and then fuck me really hard. Is that Ok?"

"Ok, you know I love licking you."

I heard the sound of bodies moving, presumably re-arranging positions to allow the next stage of their session to take place.

"Oh god yes yes!" I heard Lucy cry out, no attempt being made to keep quiet.

I imagined John licking her lips, her clit, putting his tongue deep inside her. Fucking her with her tongue. I wondered if she was shaved, hairy or trimmed. 

I felt myself get harder as she continued to urge him on. She was clearly enjoying his oral attentions. 

"Yes John, yes!"

Obviously busy, there was no response. Certainly nothing I could hear.

I put my wine down and felt my now hard prick. It wouldn't hurt if I played along would it?

"John, John yes. I am nearly there! Oh God yes, don't stop. Just there!"

I took my prick out and felt it. Felt the moisture at the tip. Listening to John and Lucy in this dump of a hotel had really turned me on!

"Yes, I am cumming. Oh fuck yes!" she cried.

Then silence. I could just hear heavy breathing.

The silence was soon broken. "You OK Luce?"

"Oh god yes, that was amazing. Now I want you, I want you hard and fast and don't worry about prolonging it. I want you to be selfish."

Her monologue stopped and the next thing I heard was "Oh God yes, that feels so good!"

He must have entered her.

I soon knew the pace of their lovemaking as I heard the bed springs creak. "Oh God Luce!"

"Yes John, keep going!"

I started stroking myself as I heard the heavy breathing and the animalistic noises of their urgent lovemaking next door. I didn't know about John, but I wasn't going to last long. I had never been one of those porn star types with the ability to keep going for ages, and certainly when it was me and my hand I could cum very quickly.

"Luce, turn over. I want to finish doggy style."

"OK."

I heard movement and then more creaking of bed springs

"Oh God John, I think I am going to cum again!"

"Me too," he said through, by the sound of it, gritted teeth.

"Oh God I am cumming!" John shouted

"Yes, so am I" Lucy's grunted in response.

"Yes!" John shouted,

Then silence.

Apart from my heavy breathing as I too came and shot large hot wads of cum over my stomach and hand.

Little did Lucy and John know that inches away from them, as they were regaining their breath, I was doing the same.

I got up and cleaned myself as I heard the movements of bodies next door, followed by the sound of kissing and then nothing.

They must have gone to bed, to sleep, I thought to myself as I finished my wine, feeing somewhat satiated but also guilty from having enjoyed the voyeuristic experience.

I soon went to bed and fell into a fitful sleep trying to picture John and Lucy and imagining their situation. In their 20's or 30's? They didn't sound very old.

Boyfriend / Girlfriend? Probably not as why go to a hotel. Which one was married or involved with someone. One or both of them?

I must have eventually fallen into a deep sleep as I woke with a jolt. Unaware of the time I grabbed my watch. 3.15am.

Then I realised why I woke. There was the unmistakable noise of a creaky bed and the moaning of sexual gratification,

"Yes, yes John. That's so naughty but I love it."

"Why is it naughty Luce. Tell me I love hearing why it's so bad."

"Oh you know!"

"Tell me!" I heard John say as the bed protested and I could hear flesh slapping flesh.

"I love it in my bum John. It's so rude!"

"Oh God, my all-time fantasy," I said to myself. Anal sex. I had done it a couple of times but was often the first kind of sex I looked at on those dodgy websites I kept hidden from my wife.

"It fills me up so much," she continued.

"And I was the first and only one right?" he asked. Clearly a question he had asked many times and one he liked hearing the answer to.

"Yes, you know that. Others tried but I said no."

The talking stopped for a minute, but the sound of the bed, their bodies slamming into each other and murmurs of satisfaction continued.

"Quick rub my clit," Lucy implored with some urgency. "I can feel you are nearly there."

"Yes," he grunted.

"Oh God yes!" he then cried and the sound of the bed creaking stopped.

I was by now stroking my hard cock, and knew I was soon going to cum. I imagined him deep in her bum, holding still as he pumped his sperm into her rectum, while stroking her hard clit with his hand, bringing her to her requested orgasm.

"Yes, harder John, just there!" she cried. "Yes!"

Then silence again, only broken by the sound of my muffled cry as I came and covered my stomach and hand in thick white warm cum.

Then a giggle from next door. Did they hear me?

"You couldn't if you tried," Lucy said in a mocking tone. "But if your tongue wants some exercise, my clit wouldn't say no."

"Maybe in the morning Luce, in truth I'm knackered."

"But it is morning!"

"You are insatiable."

"I know!" Lucy giggled. "That's why you love me!"

"I don't, I lust after you, but let's go to sleep. Please."

Again there was silence and I too fell asleep, only to be woken by my alarm at 7.00.

There was no noise from next door, no sign of any early morning sexual activity. 

I showered and dressed and went down for my breakfast, intrigued at who else might be there; would my neighbours John and Lucy be there?

As I entered the room there was a couple already there. Both in their mid to late 20's, we exchanged "good mornings" and a smile. I sat down far enough away to be polite, but close enough to just about hear their conversation.

"I know, Bill. But it's what Mum would want." I heard the girl say; immediately answering my question that these two were not my sexually active neighbours.

A few minutes went by and the door to the restaurant opened and another couple walked in. Again in their mid to late 20's, they nodded and smiled at me and the other couple as they took their seats.

I had to walk past their table as I walked toward the buffet table to fill my plate. 

As I was alongside them, she spoke to him. "John, I am starving!"

"I can't think why Lucy," he replied smiling at her.

So these two were my neighbours. The couple that I had overheard making love, no, not making love; having sex, and with her enjoying anal sex. The couple that enabled me to have two very satisfying wanks.

As I returned to my table, I tried to take a closer look at them. A good looking couple. She had dark blonde shoulder length hair. They were both sitting down and without being caught staring I couldn't see anymore.

As I sat down they stood up to go to the buffet table which enabled me to see her more clearly. Tight fitting jeans covering a nice shaped bum, immediately allowing my mind to flash back to the anal session during the night. Nice sized boobs under a blue sweatshirt, this time allowing my mind to flash back to her imploring him to suck them harder.

I felt my cock harden as I tried to look at her without being caught and my mind continued to fill with flashbacks to the overnight activity.

I soon finished my breakfast and thankfully my cock had softened enabling me to stand-up without a noticeable erection.

I nodded goodbye to both couples, both of whom hardly acknowledged me.

As I returned to my room, there was a envelope under my door. 

Expecting it to be the bill, I opened it.

It wasn't the bill, but a note.

"We hope we didn't keep you awake, we just realised how bad the soundproofing is here. If we did keep you awake, we hope you enjoyed it. We did!

Xx

John and Lucy"

I groaned as I re-read the note, and felt my cock harden again.

Maybe this hotel wasn't so bad after all!



The Hotel



We were in my room on the bed. It was late so we decided to call it a night. She laid down beside me and turned her back in my direction. Soon she was out like a light, but I on the other hand couldn't sleep. My pussy is aching, dripping wet. Her body is amazing, gorgeous. She was laying in her bra and panties, her ass is perfect. The more I think about seeing her 38C completely naked. Mmm how great it would be to rub my pussy against hers. To feel her juices running down my aching cunt. I started to breathe harder and sharper the more I got turned on. 

Finally I could no longer help myself and I slowly slid my hands up and down my body. I turned on my back to be sure not to wake her as I didn't want to freak her out. I mean she is my boss; I don't want to get fired over something as petty as her cunt being all over mine. The thought alone drove me crazy; if she were up in sure she would smell my juices by now.

I slowly took my clothes off, moving not even inches but centimeters. I had to proceed with caution. As I lay there naked the cold air hit my pussy. My clit is swollen and just begging to be pinched. I tease myself running my hands up and down and touching everything but my pussy. The wait is killing me but I need to enjoy this.

I slide my hands up and grab my breast. Rubbing my nipples and lightly twisting them, pinching every so often. It sends chills up my spine and throughout my body. I can't take it anymore and I put my hand on my clit. I begin to rub slow clockwise circles. The more I rub the wetter I become. I close my eyes and imagine that my boss is eating my pussy. Mmm baby yes! "Fuck my pussy babe, make me cum" I whisper to myself. I have one hand on my pussy and the other on my nipple. Damn this feels so good. I get more into it and start grinding against my hand involuntarily. I don't want to wake her but she's so fucking hot. 

Knowing that she is lying here next to me only turns me on more. Part of me wants her to wake up, to see how she would react. Would she join me? I wonder what her pussy taste like. I am on the edge and I hear her moan. I freeze with fear. I quickly turn over and pretend to be asleep as she stretches and makes a trip to the bathroom. I peak at her as she walks and can see that her nipples are poking out through her shirt. My pussy tingles at the sight of those perky beauties. 

Bouncing up and down as she walks I imagine her riding my cunt. I quickly slide my hand back down and close my eyes once more. I want to cum, no, I need to cum. My pussy is aching and I NEED to cum. I stick one finger inside and slide it in and out starting out slow. Then I stick another in. Finger fucking myself is great, especially when there's a risk of getting caught. The thought of her catching me only makes me drip more. I don't care if she does, I need this. I need this so bad right now. My heart is pumping and my fingers are moving in and out. I'm dripping but this isn't enough to make me cum right now, I need more. 

I tweak my nipple and a small moan escapes. 'Mmm' I try to keep quiet but it doesn't seem to be working. I switch between tweaking my nipple and just grazing my clit. The feeling is amazing. I feel myself getting closer and closer to losing it. I begin to bite my lip and squeeze my breast while I finger myself faster and faster. 'Fuck' I whisper as I bring myself closer to the edge. I feel my body start to tense up and then my juices flow out from my aching cunt. 

"Oh fuck, fuck me, mmm mmm, yes!" I lick my lips and keep fucking my aching cunt. God this feels so good, I don't want this feeling to stop. I feel my orgasm subside and I lay back on the bed. I open my eyes and see my boss standing in front of the bed rubbing her pussy. Her eyes are filled with lust and passion. Seeing her like that makes my pussy begin to tingle again. "I'm sor.." is all I manage to get out before she jumped on top of me and began to give me the most passionate kiss I had ever received. I couldn't believe this was happening to me. The longer we kissed the more she started grinding her pussy against my body. 

Feeling her juices over my stomach felt amazing. I had never been with another woman before but I had always fantasized about it when I got off. It has to be my biggest fantasy. I slowly slid her body down and turned her over. This was my first time but I wanted to be the one in control. Once she was on her back I immediately began to suckle her breast. I nibbled at one nipple while tweaking the other. She let out a couple soft moans. Her moan was sexy, hearing it drove me over the edge, I instantly knew I had to hear it again. It's my job, I need to pleasure her. I ripped her panties, craving her pussy on mine. Her cunt was soaked. "Damn babe did I do this to you? I'm sorry, let me help you with that" I said as I ground my pussy into hers. I started off slow, not wanting to reach my second orgasm too fast. 

Eventually I couldn't control myself. Her pussy felt amazing. Our clits rubbing back and forth, I reached out and put a hand on each of her breast. She grabbed my ass and began grinding against my motion. She matched my speed perfectly which made it feel even more amazing. "Oh shit" she said as I increased speed. You know how you see two sexy ass lesbians do it in the pornos? That was us right at that moment. If we were being filmed we would have sent anyone over the edge. I looked into her eyes and kissed her. 

She was moaning through my lips. "I'm gonna cum" she said through her moans. I started rocking faster. "Uh uh fuck. Mmm mmm. Ah fuck me. Fuck me!" Her hips started bucking but I kept going. I didn't want to cum yet, I wanted it to last. One, two, three waves of orgasms shot through her body and I kept rubbing my cunt on hers. "Mmm you like that bitch? I'm gonna fuck you until your pussy is sore" She cried out "Please.... Fuck... me....dont....stop" She bit my neck and that made me lose control. My hips began bucking and that triggered her fourth orgasm. Bucking together our juices mixing.

I didn't want it to end, she felt so amazing. We lay there cuddling after the orgasms subsided. I whispered in her ear, "Fuck me again?" She looked at me and straddled my body. She began to kiss my neck and move down to my nipples. "Mmmm" I let out as she nibbled at one and twisted and pinched the other. She slowly made her way down to my cunt and began to lap up my juices.



The Hotel



Here I am, somewhere I thought I might never be. I am finally realizing that my dreams and fantasies can come true. My dream to utterly turn him on. Combined with my dream to be a complete slutty exhibitionist, anonymously. I am too fearful of being recognized, but have such a desire to let my hormones overtake me in a somewhat public setting. I'm not sure why, or when it really came about, but my body just keeps getting more and more excited as I think about other people catching me in heat. I get so turned on when I think about scenarios to make this happen. And then HE came along and seems to read my mind.

He is standing opposite me now. He is naked, and sporting a semi erect, gorgeous cock with so much potential. We are staying in San Francisco on vacation. We had taken an afternoon nap and woken up feeling very horny. And here I am, standing in front of our fourth story window in some of my sexiest Lingerie. My bra is of the blue and white lace variety with mini half cups to hold my breasts and allow my nipples to press through the sheer white lace around the edges. My panties are of the thong variety with blue and white sheer lace for the small amount of fabric that barely hides my smooth, shaven pussy. 

I had woken up before him and taken a bath before stirring his sleep. He is going to need all his energy. I have on some matching high heels that really help push my ass out. That is one of my best assets, he tells me. I love to move my ass around. I am dancing slowly and seductively to him in front of the window now. The sun streams in and baths me in warmth. It is an idyllic sunny day and the sun's rays warm my body in front of the window. 

My body feels energized and in need of expressing my desires. I turn and face the window, bending forward and placing one hand on the window for support. My breasts strain over my bra as it can't contain them when bent over. My other hand slides down over my ass as I run it around in circles over my gyrating ass cheeks. I move my other hand onto the window and caress my other ass cheek as my hips slowly gyrate on their own. 

Right before my bath I had placed a large bottle of scented oil in front of the window, just below where my breasts are straining to pop free now. I reach down and pick up the bottle that has been basking in the sun while I bathed. I was in the bubble bath daydreaming how good this now sun warmed oil is going to feel as I carefully shaved every part of my body, paying very close attention to my pussy. 

The bottle feels warm in my hand. It feels slightly warmer than the rays of sun heating my body in front of this window. I lift the bottle up and point it back towards my ass and squeeze. The stream of oil sprays across my ass. I spray up and down my lower back. I make sure I am dripping in oil before setting the bottle down. I switch hands again, looking back at him standing in the room. 

His cock has perked up since I last laid lusty eyes on it. It is now standing at almost full attention, pointing towards the sky, as if pointing out something very exciting out the window. His arms are crossed and he is standing back slightly, head cocked, as if analyzing my body in heat. I rub my free hand around my ass cheeks. They have become slick with oil and feel warm and glowy with lust. I spiral my ass around in circles as my hand rubs the oil in. I make sure to slide my hand around my ass and up to my pussy. My thong panties are soaked, becoming almost transparent with the oil. 

I release my other hand from the window and bend forward. My legs are spread wide as I bend forward and bring both hands up to my ass cheeks. I grab both ass cheeks and pull them apart as best I can despite all the oil. I run my hands down my ass cheeks and continue all the way down my legs to my ankles. I see him upside down now. I see his cock straining against his skin. He is licking his lips as he looks directly into my eyes. His intense gaze shoots electricity tingling down my spine and directly into my pussy. I slide both hands up to my pussy and feel it leaking my slick juices. I run my hands up and down my slippery pussy, making sure to spread my juices and oil together over every inch of my now glistening pussy. 

He has uncrossed his arms and now stands holding his cock with both hands. It still sticks out, with both his hands wrapped around his cock. I see the glistening drop of moisture building at the end of his cock. The sun glistens off the head of his cock as the droplet grows and drips down from his cock. From my viewpoint it's as if his cock is dripping precum into my mouth. I want to feel his precum dripping onto my lips as I spread it around with my tongue. That will come... 

For now I continue rubbing my hands up and down my legs, paying special attention every time they reach my moist pussy lips. I wrap my hands around my ass as I bend my body back up into a standing position. I arch my back, sticking my oily ass out at him. I press both hands into my cheeks and massage my hands all over my glistening ass. I press and slide both hands deep together, over my ass and across my moist pussy lips. My fingers peel each labia apart, pulling my oily pussy lips apart. As my fingertips slide over my pussy lips, they slap together slightly. I can feel the sensation just enough to excite me further. I continue this motion several times, letting out a deep moan each time. As I lose myself in the sensations, I lean forward into the hot, oily window.

I feel him come up from behind me and grab my wrists with his strong hands. I let my body sag against the window, hanging from my arms stretched out behind me. I feel him pull slightly and press his hot cock into my ass. I feel him press his hips forward, sliding his cock up my ass crack, pressing his balls into my dripping pussy. He rocks his hips and slides his hot cock up and down the full length of my oily ass. My pussy aches to feel his cock enter my quivering womb. He is driving me into a lustful abandon.

He pulls back slightly and moves his stiff cock down from my ass and slides it now forward, across my pussy and up my belly. Yes, up my belly. His cock is so hard it now reaches my belly button on the outside, as he presses his oily hips forward. He then reverses and slowly lets his straining cock slide down, between my pussy lips. Just when his cock head starts teasing my screaming hole, he slides back up my pussy lips. He repeats this several more times. I let out a loud moan of lust and frustration as I can't stand the teasing much longer. He pulls back and positions his cock at my dripping entrance.

I am pressed into the glass. My head is turned to the side, pressing my cheek flat against the window. My breasts are pressed into the glass and slide around, creating an oily film on the window. My back is in a back bend with my ass sticking out. He holds my hands behind me. He has my wrists in his powerful grip as I hold tightly back. He stands in a slight backbend as his hips glide forward. He moves with a slow determination. His hips work their rhythm as my pussy gets filled with his rock hard cock. It feels so incredible. His cock. His hot cock filling my pussy as my oily body soaks up the hot sun from the window, where my breasts are pressed into the warm oily film. 

Every time he pulses his hips forward and fills my pussy, my breasts press harder against the window and I let out a wanton moan. I peel open my eyes and glance out the window, catching a glimpse of a few people on the sidewalk and in the park across the way. Anyone looking in this direction would surely see my oiled, glistening body pressed against the window, obviously getting fucked deep as my body pulses into the window; my pussy pulsing around his hot cock. My pussy sings with the pleasure of his cock sliding slowly in and out of my pussy. 

My pussy sucks onto his cock, not wanting it to leave each time he slides out. He pulls out just far enough to keep the ridge of his cock head inside my pussy. I can feel the pulse of his heart through his cock. He surges with pressure and excitement as he then presses his hot, pulsing cock slowly in. I press my ass backwards, into his cock as much as possible as he presses slowly and deeply to the ends of my lustful pussy. The rhythm we have is overwhelming. Heat radiates out from the center of my pussy, wrapping itself around his cock and spreading in waves throughout my body with each round of pussy plunging.

As he buries his cock deep into my aching pussy yet again, he releases my wrists. "Baby, I want to you to turn around so I can hold you in my arms and fuck you against the window." I suddenly get an idea as some yoga poses flash through my head. I turn my body to the side and lift a leg into a standing split as I lower my breasts and torso down towards the floor, sliding all the way down the oily window. 

This brings my leg up past his face as he gazes down at my wide open glistening pussy that still has his cock embedded all the way. "That is incredible babe!" He wraps his hands around my hips and holds my leg close, pressing it into his chest. His cock starts to slide out of my gaping pussy. My pussy quivers with fear, fear that he is removing his cock. My pussy is taking over. He stops pulling out with just his cock head pressing into me. I feel him push his cock forward again, pulling me over his rigid, throbbing cock.

As one of his hands rubs and spirals around my ass while pulling me in, the other is palm down on my pussy, rubbing in circles around and over my oily clit. My body rushes past the line of no return. The one I have been flirting with. The line I have been trying to stay on the controlled side of so I can enjoy this moment as long as possible. I feel I can no longer hold back, yet my body has some uncontrollable escalation still building. My entire body flushes. My hips are spread so wide they can barely convulse, but they do. As his velvety rock hard cock presses into me yet again, I feel my body erupt. From deep within my pussy, right about where his cock is pressed at the ends of my pussy. I explode. I feel the electricity erupt around the inside of my pussy and blast out through my clit. 

My clit wants to scream. It IS screaming. I join my pussy and let out a loud screaming moan. He fills my spasming pussy with his cock and keeps his cock pressed deep inside me. Then he starts spiraling his hips as he holds my leg and ass tight against his now oily chest. I just keep screaming in an orgasmic moan. My scream vibrates with the orgasms rocking through my entire body. If it weren't for him holding my ass and leg so tight against him I think I would collapse to the floor, not able to stand on my own. I just let him spiral and bounce his cock deep in my pussy as I wobble around on my standing leg, moaning loudly and loosely in ecstasy.

As my pussy slows its orgasmic pulsing, I realize his cock is still rock hard inside me. "Babe, I am going to hold you tight around the waist and I want you to lift your other leg up, and wrap your arms around me." Is he serious? I don't think about it, I just do it. One arm is wrapped around my waist and he holds tight. The other lifts from my back and helps me lift up as my standing leg lifts. I wrap both my legs around his waist and feel him press my back into the oily window. I feel the heat of the window heat my back. I feel the heat of his cock still filling my pussy. 

He just presses me against the window for a minute as my body recovers from my pussy shattering orgasm. And then he starts moving slowly. First it's his hips just gyrating ever so slightly. This wakes my pussy up and I feel my pussy is quickly going to overtake my senses again. I apparently am not done yet. His gyrating gets more accentuated. Slowly, round and round, he spirals his cock inside my pussy. This really just stirs me up. My pussy is just a boiling cauldron for him to stir! And boiling it is.

I hold tight around his neck and shoulders and start pumping my hips forward and back, leveraging my ass cheeks off the window. He cups his hands underneath my ass and literally holds me up. My legs are lifted and my pussy is pressing forward as he literally pumps my whole ass and pussy onto his cock. I love the feeling of him completely using my pussy. I pump my pussy onto his big stiff cock. He is still rock hard. I intend to make that rock hard cock explode inside me. I start leveraging my pussy onto his cock with my legs and arms. I am worked up into such a frenzy, feeling our bodies combine in lust.

My oily back is sliding around the window. He plunges his thick cock into my moist pussy, pressing my ass into the window, spreading my ass cheeks out across the oily glass. Every time he plunges deep into me my ass cheeks spread into the window. I can only imagine the view from behind me, outside, if anyone is watching.

My breasts squish into his now oily chest. Our bodies slurp and press into each other with every plunge of his cock; with every plunge of my pussy onto his hot cock. His cock feels like it pushes through me, out the window. It feels so good filling my lusting pussy. 

He pulls back, pulling his cock out. His hard, velvety, oily, pussy juice covered cock slips below my pussy and rubs along the length of my pussy and ass. He presses forward, into me, and I feel his cock sliding along below my pussy, across my ass, and up between my ass cheeks as they press around his cock, against the window. He holds me tight against the window and rocks his hips. This presses his cock between me and the oily window. I feel him sliding along the window, along my oily ass cheeks. Anyone outside will see his huge inflamed cock sliding along my ass. 

How utterly delicious. I feel his hot cock fucking my ass cheeks against the window. My pussy boils in desire, missing his cock instantly. Yet the feeling of him pumping his cock along my pussy, up my oily ass, along the window, knowing anyone could be watching from outside, arouses me even further. I press my lips deep into his and slide our lips and tongue together in lust. I feel like his fuck toy now. He has full control of my body. I can only respond with wanton abandon. 

He pulls back from the window slightly and releases my legs. I can't even think, talk, or respond I am so worked up. I just want his cock back in my pussy. He turns me around, facing the window, and pushes me forward. "Bend forward and present your pussy to me babe." I do. I fold forward, grab my ankles, leaning my ass against the window as I look upside down back into the room. I slide my hands up my oily legs and feel the heat of my oily pussy.

He does the same, in reverse. He turns around, bends forward, bending his knees, and folds forward. He pushes his bursting cock into my stretched pussy and rests his cock head just inside my pussy. As he presses further into my hot pussy he slides his hands down my torso and rubs around my breasts and settles his fingers around my areolas and nipples. I slide my hands up to meet his cock and oily balls as he slides deep inside me. All our yoga classes are well worth it right now. The only danger is I will be daydreaming about this pose in yoga for months.

My legs hold me up as my torso hangs down, pressed against the window. My 34C breasts hang and bounce just above my lips as his cock starts rhythmically pumping my pussy again. My breasts are getting rubbed, squeezed, and focused on by his strong hands. My pussy is in heaven, filled up, pulsing on the verge of exploding. His rock hard, straining cock plunges deep inside me yet again.

We face each other, upside down. Our hands massage every bit of erotic sensation on each other, working towards another boiling point. His cock strains against my pussy as his muscular legs pump his velvety cock deep within my flexed body. I can feel every ridge, vein, and pulse of his straining cock with each stroke. I can feel electricity shocks firing from my nipples, radiating out from each breast. The shocks ripple through my pussy and surge out through my toes.

My hands hold his slippery balls still as he plunges over and over into my pussy. This way my hands massage the very base of his cock, massaging his balls with each movement. His cock is harder and bigger than I have ever felt, like hot steel igniting my gushing pussy. 

My cooked pussy has reached its climax and starts erupting. His cock is buried all the way inside me. He keeps pressing deep and starts rocking his hips side to side, swirling his cock deep inside. I explode. It starts from my pussy and envelopes my whole body. My legs shake. If it weren't for the support of the window on my back I would probably crumple to the floor in convulsions. My body shakes and convulses around his cock. He cups both breasts in his firm hands and slides his fingers over and around my nipples. My eyes are rolling into my head, my pussy is screaming throughout my body. I feel his cock surge to absolute maximum hardness.

He erupts deep within me, cock straining. The first explosion of cum erupts deep in my pussy. He roars with his release, caught up in our carnal fucking. His first wave surges around his cock deep in my pussy. I feel it rush around the entire inside of my boiling pussy. His next wave causes my pussy to overflow with his cum. I feel it leaking out of my cooked pussy. He gyrates his hips as he continues to pulse rivers of cum into my cauldron. His hands have slid up my belly and his thumbs now slide around my engorged clit. My boiling, oily, cum soaked, sweaty pussy cauldron explodes again. 

My drop my hands, as I don't have energy to hold them up anymore. I scream with my eruption. More because my body clenches tight around his cock, and presses all the air out of my lungs with my pussy spasm. I rock and shake on his spewing cock. His hands slide around my clit, wrapping around his cock and press all over my pussy. He lathers up our gushing cum and spreads it around in spirals with his hands, down my belly, over my chest, around my nipples, and slips a couple fingers of the juicy mixture into my mouth. I suck on his fingers relishing the taste of our mixture. 

As our waves of orgasming slowly subside, he wraps his hands up and around my ass. Pulling me towards him, he slowly rolls backwards onto the floor, pulling me with him. His cock remains deep in my pussy as we gently roll together onto the floor, my legs spread wide, pressing my pussy full of his cock. I lay in a deliciously sweaty mixture on top of him. His legs are bent, mine our out straight in a forward fold across his body. Quakes and aftershocks ripple through my body. I can feel the same aftershocks rolling and twitching through his body and cock. As we both melt into each other after our body quaking fuck session, we drift off into a blissful nap in the warm sunbeam enveloping our ravaged bodies.



The Hotel



Arriving early as I usually do when I'm looking forward to something. I check-in and txt you the room number. Meeting on common ground was decided to be our best option as neither of us would hold the "home field" advantage. I begin to unpack my bag of tricks not knowing if anything will be used but I always like to be prepared for anything. I receive a txt from you "be there in 15" so I take advantage of the time and take a quick shower to relax my nerves.

I have been looking forward to this moment for what seems like a lifetime although it's only been a few short weeks. Getting dressed there's a knock at the door. I answer to find the most beautiful eyes staring back at me. I smile as I've been waiting to see those eyes again for almost a week. Before the smile can be returned I move in for a kiss, just a light peck but slowed to convey the passion that you bring out in me. 

As I pull back I am again entranced by your eyes until from a distance I hear you say my name followed by

"Are you planning on letting me in?"

I smile, slightly embarrassed that you've managed to hypnotize me once again and open the door to invite you in. As you pass I notice the slight sent of perfume and the way your hips move in that dress that has captivated me for weeks. Your eyes scan the room and a slight look of disapproval comes over your face.

"Silly man you forgot to bring snacks?"

"I'm sorry I thought if we got hungry we could go out."

"But that just won't do." "What if we decide we don't want to leave the room?"

Although I know this is just a ruse (we both love to tease and this will just intensify my frustration) I play along and grab my keys.

"There's a store down the street I'll be back soon."

"I brought a book to read I'll be fine." You reply.

When I return to the room I find you half sitting half laying on the bed reading. You're no longer wearing the dress but an over-sized white button up shirt and your long dark hair is slightly damp. Seeing this I realize that you have paid attention to our random conversations and truly understand how to seduce me.

Moving to the foot of the bed as to not disturb your reading I begin to rub your feet one at a time so that both of my hands can feel every inch of your soft supple skin. I move up to your calves and you turn to your stomach. My hands slowly and gently find any sign of tension and rub it away as I move farther up your beautiful legs. I slow as I reach your upper thigh just to tease you a little my hands get so close I can feel your heat. 

You half moan half purr as I rub a bit deeper before moving farther to your hips and lower back. You remove your shirt which you left mostly unbuttoned to provide me access to your back and shoulders. As I feel you relaxing more and more my massage turns into a caress and a slight tickle bringing out goose bumps on your soft skin. 

I move your hair to the side so I can see your neck and begin to kiss and gently bite your neck slowly moving down to your shoulders and back retracing with my mouth all the parts of you my hands have already had the pleasure of experiencing. As I reach your lower thigh you turn to your back and I can feel your tension building. 

I continue to passionately kiss your inner thigh slowly moving upward as your hips begin to move slightly at first but more aggressively as I continue to move up your leg. I slow even more when I reach that sensitive place at the top of your inner thigh. Your hand gently nudges my head to you but I resist. When I feel I've teased you enough I tickle your clit slightly with the tip of my nose and move to your other thigh...Was that a growl I heard?

I don't spend as much time teasing your other leg as I don't want to lose the tension that's been building in you so I move in to finally taste you. My lips and tongue explore you, kissing, licking, biting and sucking till your ready to explode I wrap my arms around your hips to hold onto you so I can prolong your orgasm till you can no longer take it and beg me to stop.

I look up to your face to see a look of shock and complete ecstasy. I slide up next to you as you giggle a little from the continued spasms. You turn to kiss me and your eyes say 

"This will be a night neither of us will soon forget"

Your kiss is slow and passionate but I can feel you are holding back. Although I had just granted you release there will be no such mercy for me just yet. You roll me onto my back and begin to tease me with your still damp hair. Tickling me with it over my face and down my neck you tease my nipples with your own and it sends electric tingles down my arms. I reach to touch you but you gently move my hand away telling me to "Relax and enjoy".

As you move down my body I feel the silky soft flesh of your breasts gently graze my throbbing cock and continue down to my inner thigh. I feel your warm breath on my shaft as my hips clench in anticipation until you pull away and begin teasing it with your hair. 

My body tense and twitching as I don't know how much more of this I can take I feel your hot wet tongue tickle me at the base of my shaft and continue up to the head. You wrap your lips around just the head and your tongue continues its tickle inside.

I can take no more, my fingers entwine in your hair at the base of your neck and I try to pull you onto me further. You face me with a look of disappointment 

"I thought I told you to relax mister." You scold me as you slide up my body and position yourself over my cock and begin to tease yourself with it.

I know you're just as turned on as I am. I can feel your heat. Your wetness is flooding me and has already begun to dampen the sheets below and yet you continue to tease us both.

Have I finally met my match?

You close your eyes as your hips rock back and forth. I feel your soft folds engulf my shaft and the hardening of your swelling clitoris as it travels the length of my shaft and catching on the head of my cock again and again. Your lips straighten and thighs begin to twitch you continue to flood me as you cum. 

My throbbing member can take no more teasing I adjust my hips to position myself to enter you as your hips move back to me. I feel myself begin to penetrate you the heat and tightness is almost too much to bare when your muscles clench and your motion ceases...

I am almost inside of you and it feels like heaven but you stop... Open your eyes and say...

"Just what do you think you're doing mister?", "We have this room for another 16 hours and I came to play."

You turn around and put your gorgeous round ass in my face and begin sucking my cock feverishly. My arms wrap around your hips and my hands squeeze your ass as I pull you onto my face. The view from this angle is amazing and I'm finding it hard to take my eyes off of it even while burring my face into your dripping wet pussy. 

I suddenly become conscience of your mouth on my cock and feeling the pressure building, I am about to cum when you lean back and grind your ass on my face and your hand clenches my cock just a moment before I can release...

As the pressure in me subsides you roll your hips to expose your ass to my awaiting mouth and play with your clit until my rimming brings you to yet another unanswered orgasm. 

You lie next to me and begin to kiss me as your hand firmly strokes my aching cock our lips part for a moment and I bring my kiss lower to your neck and between your beautiful breasts as you roll to your back. My patience has found its limit as I part your legs and enter you. 

With each slow and steady thrust I feel the tight gripping of your muscles as you bite your lip in ecstasy. I slowly pick up the pace and you roll to your side I wrap my arms around your leg kissing your calve as I plunge even deeper into you. 

My thrusts become stronger and faster as I roll you to your stomach and force your legs apart with my own. My breathing becomes erratic as I near climax I am completely oblivious to your moans and screams as I savagely drive my way to orgasm. The frame of the bed creaks as I slam myself into you with all I have and explode like never before deep into your quivering wetness. 

I fall exhausted onto your back gasping for breath, my body covered in sweat is convulsing as echoes of my orgasm repeat over and over again.

As I begin to gather my composure I roll to my side and free you to move and you crouch to your knees and say...

"You better get a snack big boy...Round two will be starting soon!"



The Hotel



Click. The door swung open, revealing a neat, organized hotel room. To her right was a bathroom and to her left a closet, both of which she walked by, entering the main room. It was nice – not overly fancy or showy. The king-sized bed took up most of the room, with a nightstand on either side and a TV on a dresser at the front of the room. In the corner, by a pair of large curtains she assumed led to the balcony, sat a desk. She placed the room key, her purse, and her phone on the desk. 

She had been in hotel rooms, before, of course, but never by herself. She dropped her backpack on the floor and looked to the bed, kicking off her sneakers. The brown and gold comforter was perfectly folded and tucked under the corners of the king bed, fluffy pillows sat at the head. She'd never had a king bed to herself before, either. Playfully, she jumped onto the bed, enjoying the bounce as the mattress springs handled her weight easily and silently. She laid down on her back, spreading her limbs out to each direction, like a star. Studying the ceiling intently, she let the situation rush over her. Was she really going through with this?

The clock read 12:26 in glowing red letters. She turned her attention back to the ceiling, mentally reviewing the constant list of responsibilities she held. Biology homework, chemistry review, Spanish paper, prep for her lab courses, talking to that professor for her research study. She sighed, shaking her head to clear it. That wasn't what tonight was about. Sitting up, she grabbed her backpack and pulled it to her, rummaging through it quickly. She pulled out a plastic grocery bag filled with travel-sized bottles, a toothbrush and toothpaste, two razors, and a small poof – her first task, of course. She set the toiletries next to her and dipped her hand in again, pulling out a pair of panties and a night gown, lacy and sheer. She smiled at the lingerie in her hand; the contrast of her pale skin against the bright blue color was beautiful. Peering in the bag, she saw a pair of strappy black high heels sitting on regular clothing. Yes, she knew she packed all this, but seeing it in the hotel room made it more real. Lastly, she pulled out two bottles of nail polish and placed them, too, on the comforter.

She stood and began to pull off her clothing: a pair of tight blue leggings, a baggy tank top, a push up bra, a simple black thong, and her socks, which didn't even match. Typical college girl apparel, she thought, stuffing the clothing into her pack and zipping it shut. She gathered her toiletries and polish and walked to the bathroom, tossing her backpack in the closet as she went. Flicking the light as she entered the bathroom, she paused, taking in her surroundings. The counter of the sink was lined with the little freebie soaps, and white, fluffy towels were on every rack, piled high on the shelf above the toilet. The shower seemed clean, the curtain partially open and dry.

She shut the bathroom door behind her, locking it for good measure. She pushed the curtain to the corner, plugged the drain, and started a bath, adjusting the water to be quite warm, but not hot. She turned back to counter, looking herself over in the mirror. She caressed her body, her hands tracing up the curve of her sides and over her breasts – they were large, with soft pink areolae that barely stood out on her white skin. Her nipples were tiny and usually unresponsive, they did not perk at her touch. She studied her face, taking in the naturally dark lips that had formed a small smile that always bordered on a smirk. Her eyes were a deep blue-green and her face was flushed. Anticipation, she supposed. Her hair was somewhat wavy, curling at the tips which hung by her breasts. She was a brunette, she supposed, or an incredibly dirty blond. She grinned – maybe she wasn't blond, but she was certainly dirty! 

The room was beginning to steam from the bath as she turned, looking at herself in profile. The stretch marks on her hips and breasts were faint on her fair skin, but mildly noticeable. Her breasts barely protruded past her stomach, which was rounded and soft, normally a point of insecurity for her. She turned more, so she could see her butt in the mirror. She flexed her legs, pleased at the way her ass bounced and moved. For a white girl, she had an awesome butt. She looked down, taking in her legs which could not be seen over the counter. Her feet were wide, but small, leading to her ankles – the only part of her body that was without scars, she knew. Her calves were heavily tapered, and grew wider as her eyes traveled up her leg, tucking in at the knee and leading to her thighs. She ran her hands over her legs, reveling in the sensation of her coarse hair bristling against her fingers. Her knees were heavily scarred, which explained why she could not feel them any longer. Her thighs were bright white, pressing together tightly when she stood with her ankles together. As her hands ran up her thighs, she felt the soft hair, so light and blond it was nearly imperceivable on her skin. Her left hand dipped between her thighs and met her mound, slowly stroking the thick bush of hair. She smiled, tugging lightly at the hair that had taken weeks for her to grow out. Her smile turned into a grin as she realized that she was probably one of the very fewest girls at her university that had a full bush.

She turned to the water, which was filling a third of the tub. Grabbing a bottle from her bag, she poured bath soaps into the running water, watching it bubble instantly. She added a fizzing crystal that she had stolen from a gift basket at some point. This was all about her, she had decided – she was in a luxurious hotel and she was going to have a luxurious bath. She hoped it would calm her nerves, too.

Using the hair tie that was always on her wrist, she pulled her hair up into a high ponytail, hoping to keep it out the bath water. She doubled up the tail, making a bun that hung to her ears. Sufficient, she thought. She laid out her soaps, razor, and polish on the edge of the bath, hanging the poof on the water knobs. The water filled half the tub and she stepped in, letting her feet adjust to the sudden onslaught of heat. She sat down slowly as her body acclimated to the heat; she enjoyed watching the water level rise and the bubbles slosh from her movements. She turned off the water and sat back with her eyes closed, her short body fitting fairly easily in the tub. She soaked for a few moments, her thoughts churning.

Was this actually a smart idea? She had never met this man before... There were many ways this could go badly. He was older, after all, at 28; she was just 19. Horror stories of girls meeting the "perfect man" from online that turned out to be murderers flooded her mind. No, that wouldn't happen to her. She had seen him in the pictures and videos – talked with him on videochat even. He was so honest, he couldn't be lying. She had given him nothing but her first name, yet he gave her both his first and last and never pushed her for more information than she willingly gave. Surely her internal creeper-alert would have gone off by now if something were wrong... and her instincts seemed to tell her the complete opposite. No, this was okay. It was right.

Her thoughts drifted to this man, to his body... the way his words affected her. Idly, her left middle finger traced circles on her clitoris and she bit her lip. How had he convinced her to go through with this? To meet him in a hotel room... To spend the night with him. Her hand combed through her bush as she thought of the sexy texts they had exchanged, the snapchats that she had told herself she wouldn't send but did anyway. She wanted to feel his hands on her body, his thick member pressing between her legs. Her mind replayed the memory of his hand stroking his cock as he watched her masturbate for him, the image changing to his cum sprayed across a mirror...

She sat up, grabbing the side of the tub and panting. She had been on the verge of climax without realizing it. Her clit throbbed and her body was flushed pink. No, she wanted to save that for him.

The bubbles had faded and the water had cooled significantly while she was lost in her thoughts. She let some water drain from the tub, refilling it with hot water. She dried her hands on a towel that was barely within her reach, and then picked up her nail polish. One was blue, to match her lacy outfit that awaited her on the bed. The other was a clear coat which she methodically brushed on and waited a few minutes for it to dry. Next, two coats of blue, and a longer waiting period. She was careful with the last coat of clear, which made her nails shine. After a few moments she added cold water to the tub, letting the water rub over her fingers, hardening the polish. She quickly added the hot water back and then picked up a razor.

She toyed with the purple disposable razor in her hand, looking at her body through the water. Her toes were getting wrinkled from her extended stay in the water. The biology of skin pruning ran through her mind and she smiled, lifting a leg into the air. Setting down the razor she picked up a bottle, squeezing a scented body wash into her hand. Fruity and flowery – not normally words she used to describe herself, but a scent she enjoyed all the same. She slathered the soap on her left calf, working it into a thick lather that clung to her skin. She picked up the razor again and dipped it in the water before bringing it to the inside of her calf. She always started on the inside ankle. She dragged the blade smoothly up her leg, watching as her pale skin was revealed through the lather. She inspected the triple-bladed head, then rinsed it in the water and began again. 

The act of methodically preparing herself for a man turned her on; she loved to watch herself transform. The razor ran over every inch of her skin on her calves and knees, revealing slick, warm skin. She shaved her quads, ignoring the backs of her legs where the hair grew soft and thin; it was too much work and she doubted he would notice or even care. She rinsed her legs and then ran her hands across them, feeling for bits she may have missed. Any such patches were quickly remedied by her razor, which then made a pass under her arms. She looked at the second razor, realizing it as superfluous. Her hand ran through her soft bush for the hundredth time, glad she wouldn't have to shave it.

She let the tub drain before standing and removing her hair tie, letting her hair fall down to her shoulders. Relaxation was over; time to get down to it. Pulling the curtain across, she turned on the shower and let water run over her face and chest before dipping her head into the spray, thoroughly soaking her hair. She scrubbed shampoo into her scalp, letting the foam fall into her face and onto her body. She rinsed her face and picked up the poof, squeezing the lovely scented body wash onto it. She began at her left shoulder, traced down the arm to her hand, and back up the other side. Then from her shoulder to her chest, starting on her left breast and moving to her right, then on her stomach. The loofah made its way around her sides and lower back, switching hands as it went. She washed her right arm similarly, then scrubbed her neck. Resting a foot on the corner of the tub, she scrubbed down and up one leg, around her foot, and then rinsed. She treated the other leg equally, her back to the spray while she gently washed her mound and between her legs. Turning to rinse, she washed each butt cheek and then hung the poof on the water knob to dry. She turned about once again, taking suds from her hair and rubbing them into her bush. 

Her head tossed back, letting the water comb the suds free. Her hands shook free loose bubbles and dragged through the tangles. As she faced the water again she picked up her conditioner, squeezing a large dollop into her hand. She spread the conditioner through her wet locks, massaging her scalp deeply at she enjoyed the water on her face. Her hands, coating in conditioner, stroked through her hair to untangle it. The remnants of the conditioner were similarly worked into her pubic hair, which she played with. She rinsed her hands and stepped back from the spray, pulling out face wash. She washed and rinsed gently before pulling out an exfoliating scrub, which she nearly ground into the skin on her cheeks, chin, nose, forehead, chest, and neck. Satisfied, she stepped back into the water and let it cascade over her face, washing away the gritty scrub. Ducking her head under the spray, she let the conditioner run out, leaving her hair silky and untangled.

She shut the water off and squeezed the excess water from her hair, which splattered into the tub noisily, then she gathered her soaps and bottles, collecting them in a corner of the tub. She drew back the curtain, the condensation heavy on the mirror and in the air. She picked up a towel and dried herself, starting with her face and arms and working her way down her body. She wrapped the damp towel around her hair and head, grabbing a second towel for her body, and exited the bathroom, leaving the door open.

Her phone blinked from the desk and she snatched it up, her heart pounding. Was this him? She glanced at the time: twelve past two. What time had he said he would meet her? She unlocked her phone. An email. Great. Because prepping for bio lab had just left her mined. She let out a breath and went to her conversation with him. Scrolling through, she confirmed what she had already known: he would be there between 3pm and 7pm... She assumed that because he had rented the hotel room and she had managed to get in, that he must definitely be coming. Still, he had not yet messaged her that day, and the possibility that he would stand her up lingered in her mind; it would not be the first time she was prepped for a guy, only for him to ditch her.

She tossed her phone on the bed, letting her towel drop. From her purse she retrieved her chapstick and ritually applied a smooth layer to her lips; she rubbed her lips together, the action soothing her. She dropped both the purse and chapstick on the nightstand and sat naked on the bed, her mind wandering again. Perhaps music would keep her sane. She picked up her phone and with a few quick taps it was quietly singing at her side. She got up, unleashing her hair from the towel and picking up the second one from the floor. Dutifully, she returned them to the bathroom, which had begun to cool down, the mirror clearing up. From her toiletries bag she picked up her toothbrush and paste. A button turned on the buzzing function on her brush, reminding her of the vibrator she had stashed away in her backpack. He requested she bring it, adding that he would be bringing toys of his own. She brushed her teeth, rinsed her mouth, and set her belongings to the side of the counter. She picked up the last little bottle from her plastic bag and from it squeezed a dime-sized drop of thick, clear liquid into her palm. She rubbed her hands together and then coated her hair in the stuff, raking her fingers between the locks and ensuring even application. When she finished she shook her hair slightly, letting her hair fall naturally. She smiled at herself, and then returned to the bedroom, basically dry.

She picked up the panties and slid them on, taking time to adjust them. The lace stretched over her large behind, tucking between her cheeks and hugging tightly to her as she smoothed it down across her hips. The nightgown was next, and she inspected it before putting it on. This didn't leave much to the imagination at all. The cups were black with the blue lace overlaid, which continued down to create a little dress, finished by black tool on the end. The straps were removable, attaching in front with a simple hook. The back had a keyhole cut out, pulled together by the band that created the bra. Perhaps not her person style (she rarely, if ever, slept in clothing) but cute nonetheless. She was sure he would enjoy it. She stepped into the lace, fitting her breasts into the cups and clasping it behind her back. She straightened the straps, puffing the skirt out around her butt. 

She yawned, and glanced back to the clock. She had between thirty minutes and hours before he arrived. He surely wouldn't mind if she took a nap, right? She sat her phone on the nightstand, setting the ring volume as high as it went just in case he texted her. She set her alarm for five o'clock, assuming he would be on the later side of his window. Another layer of chapstick was added to her lips before she pulled back the covers on the bed and sliding beneath them. 

She found herself on her stomach, facing the balcony. Her right leg was stretched out, her left pulled up to her hip. Her right hand rested under her hip, and her left curled below her pillow. 

The music from her phone helped to drown out the flurry of thoughts as she fell asleep.

***

Her face was hanging off the side of the bed, normal for the way she slept, with her damp hair was strung out behind her. She awoke with a start as the bed dipped at the corner. Her eyes shot open, quickly taking in a pair of boots and button down shirt at the foot of the bed. Suddenly a weight pinned down her body, pushing the breath out of her lungs. She couldn't scream as she tried to sit up, her heart racing. She struggled to turn, trying to see her attacker. Was it him? It couldn't be, it was so early, her alarm hadn't even gone off. 

She had wrapped herself up in the sheets as she slept and cursed herself for it; her legs could barely move under his weight and the tangle of sheets beneath the comforter. She tried to push against the mattress to get on her knees, but he was on top of her, straddling her hips, his chest pressed against her back. She could make out the side of his body, but not his face. A hand entwined in her hair and she gasped. Her head was jerked backwards and her body forced flat against the mattress. She kicked with her legs, irritated that the comforter was so tight on the bed; she worked her hands free from under her.

"Stop! Let me go, asshole!" She was pissed. If this was him, what was he doing? If it wasn't... She shook her head, immediately regretting it as his grip did not lessen and instead her scalp twinged.

Finally her arms became free from the mess of sheets and she reared back, managing to get her chest off the bed. His arm snaked around her neck, and she grabbed it, trying to pry it away from her throat. She bucked her hips and yanked his arm down, to no avail. "Stop it! I swear I will fucking --"

His arm tightened around her windpipe, cutting off her words. She gasped and gagged for air, flailing underneath him. The covers had slid down and she could feel his warm chest against her back, and his hot breath in her ear.

"You're going to shut up or I'm going to gag you. Now, you're going bright red, so I'm going to loosen my hold a bit so you can breathe. Try anything and I will make you black out next time, okay?" His grip lightened and she greedily sucked in air, nodding. It sounded like him. His voice, the accent, were familiar. His tone was not.

"What are you doing?" She squirmed uncomfortably, panting as she regained her breath.

A dark chuckle answered her. Her hands still held on his forearm, but she didn't dare try to resist. His legs were clamped around her hips, his knees digging into the side of her ribs, his weight pressed on her lower back. 

"Answer me!" She struggled again, slipping a hand on the inside of his forearm, by her throat. Breathing room, if nothing else. His right leg moved forward, his knee pinning her shoulder and upper arm. His left leg quickly followed and his weight pressed most of the air from her lungs. He released her throat; she was stuck, face down in the pillows. She wriggled underneath him, attempting to free her arms. She wasted her breath in grunts, swears, and threats. He gathered her wrists in one of his hands and she felt cool plastic brush against them. 




The Hotel



Zzzzzt. Her wrists were locked together, she assumed by a thick ziptie, though she couldn't see it. The noise sent her into overdrive, and her body whipped back and forth in attempts to throw him off. Another zipping noise followed and his knees were removed from her shoulders. She yanked her arms, trying to sit up. He sat on her lower back and laughed under his breath at her struggles. Clearly, she was stuck without hopes of escape, as her hands were bound to the slotted headboard.

"Fuck. You better cut these fucking ties right now!" She growled in his general direction, barely able to pick her face up from the pillow to say it.

"I like it when you wriggle and fight me." His deep voice was barely audible over her heavy breathing. She felt his hands trace up her sides, lightly. It made her shiver, goosebumps covering her skin. 

"Fucking pervert." she said hoarsely, her struggles dying down as she realized the bonds would not break.

"Now, now. You're the one who told me all your dark little fantasies..." his hand entwined in her hair, wrenching her neck back. "Sent me all those naughty pictures and videos..." He forced something into her mouth – round and made of rubber, it seemed. She struggled, trying to spit it out, but it was strapped around her head before she realized what was happening. A ball gag. "You can't tell me part of you doesn't enjoy this. Or, all of you, really."

Her mouth adjusted to the intrusion and she grunted. The gag did a decent job of muffling her noises. She tried to ignore his words, but he was right – her body was reacting to him. His voice, his scent, his strong hands that controlled her body... the situation terrified her and excited her immensely at the same time.

"And for the finishing touch," he paused, and then slipped a sleeping mask over her eyes. Blind, mute, and bound... Her thighs pressed together, squirming below him again. This time she wasn't escaping, but trying to contain her growing horniness.

He dismounted her and pulled back the covers, revealing her lingerie-clad body. The air felt cold on her flushed body and made her skin prickle. He turned her over, his hands lingering on her hips and shoulders. She tried to kick him, but he must have dodged, as her foot hit nothing. He chuckled under his breath at her left. 

Moments passed in silence; the music on her phone had long since ended and she couldn't hear him. Briefly, terror swept through her as she thought that perhaps he had left her bound on the bed. What would happen when the maid walked in and found her like this? Her body twisted, slightly turned on by the idea. Logic hit her; she had never heard the door click, so he must still be in the room.

There was movement at the corner of the bed, and then a strong hand clasped over her left ankle. She tried to resist, yanking her leg back, then kicking. Something soft slid over her foot and around her ankle. The gag silenced her numerous complaints. Tension pulled her leg to the edge of the bed, parting her legs. He must be tying her legs. She kicked again, finding her leg barely mobile, and cursed through her gag.

She fought harder on the second leg, though she had nowhere to go; in moments that leg, too, was secured to the bed. Her sex was only protected by a thin layer of blue lace, tight and damp against her mound and lips. She heard him approach the head of the bed. The mattress dipped by her side and she could feel his presence over her. His lips were on her throat, and she tried to pull away but was immobile. His teeth grazed her earlobe.

"I'm going to cut you free because zipties aren't nice to your wrists. Don't fucking move your hands." His fingers tapped on her cheek, threateningly.

She nodded. Her body was on fire at his words, his gruff voice in her ear, his lips on her neck. She must have been bright pink, both from the exertion of her struggles and the way her body burned for him. She held still as a pressure was applied to her wrist restraints; a snapping noise accompanied the flood of feeling into her hands. Limply her hands fell on the pillow; she was paralyzed with both excitement and fear.

A rope cuff was tied around each of her wrists and then tied to the respective corners of the bed. Words flooded through her mind as he tied her: spread eagle, open, vulnerable, trapped. She tugged lightly at all of the restraints as he finished – she could struggle and move a couple inches in each direction, but no significant movement could be afforded. She sighed behind her gag, letting her body relax into the sheets. 

"All out of fight?" His words came from the foot of the bed. "Shame. Watching you writhe was beautiful. Guess I'll have to make you writhe in a different way." The bed dipped and she felt his breath on her left calf. He began to kiss up her leg, pausing to nip gently at her flesh before continuing his journey. She shuddered at the sensations, pleased as he made his way to her inner thigh. He switched to her right leg and began to kiss downward. She let out a content sigh that was skewed by her gag. His hands were firm on her thighs, running over every inch, as if to massage them. He made his way back up, moving his lips to her hips and pushing up her nightie as he went. 

She shifted under him, her lust building. She wasn't a fan of oral, but at this point she didn't seem to have a choice. It was a favorite of his, she knew... just as he knew she hated it. Still, if he insisted she may as well enjoy it; her cunt was craving attention. Teasingly, he skirted all of her hot spots, his lips tracing up her stomach. She trembled, uncomfortably. The dichotomy of his soft kisses and their previous physical struggles confused her body. She normally felt nothing, her body had been hardened and numbed by sports over the years – but now, as desire overtook her body, she felt every touch and kiss like fire that licked her body.

His lips were as her collar bone now, and he was straddled over her again. The material of his pants was rough on the delicate skin of her stomach, but his soft lips and the stubble on his cheek that grazed her chest made up for it. She moaned lightly, unconsciously exercising her jaw around the gag. Her arms pulled their restraints as his lips met the hollow of her throat, sucking and nibbling. He moved to the side of her neck, tracing the length with his nose. Her body shivered at the soft touch.

Teeth met the tender flesh of her neck and she screamed, not expecting the rough treatment. Her body arched into his, her chest swelling into his while her limbs strained in the rope. He licked the spot he bit, then pulled away. The blindfold had slipped and by her nose she could see light and could make out his figure on top of her. He leaned out of her view, beginning to kiss down her right arm... an excuse to check her cuff, she believed. He kissed his way back, his teeth grazing the meat of her shoulder. She moaned and her hips writhed in response. 

"Now that's what I want. Your body begging for my touch." The words were spoken to her throat, where he bit down, making her squeal. She would have matching bruises on each side of her neck, she was sure. His mouth ran the circuit on her left arm, his teeth meeting the soft flesh of her upper arm. His breath tickled as he moved to her breasts, his hips moving down on top of hers. He reached under her, and she arched her back to give him space. He unclasped the back of her nightie, and then detached the straps at the front, peeling back the cups to reveal her breasts. He murmured his approval, enveloping them in his hands, his thumbs rubbing over her nipples. His warm mouth latched on to one, his tongue and teeth coaxing a reaction from her body. He pinched and pulled her nipple between his fingers as he moved to the other. In moments, her tiny pink nipples were standing at attention. He cupped her breasts in his hands and kissed each one, before moving down her body again.

She expected him to continue his teasing; instead, the sharp noise of a zipper caught her attention. From under her blindfold, she glimpsed him sliding down his pants, revealing his cock. He stroked it in his hand, looking at her body. She moaned at the sight, and shook her head side to side, trying to toss the blindfold off; he didn't seem to notice. He knelt on the bed, still stroking himself with one hand, the other tracing down her thigh. He moved between her legs, then leaned over her, supposedly picking up something that was out of her view. A flash of metal glinted and she felt coldness at the dip in her hips. 

He slid the blade of the knife under her panties and then pulled, eliciting a gasp from her. The material gave way haphazardly, the elastic and lace clinging to each other. It was split again on the opposite side, the pieces on her hips falling to the side. She heard him let a breath, his hand running over her hairy mons. She felt bare, her top gathered on her waist and her panties in shreds. The piece that covered her sex remained, stuck to her lips from her dampness. Unable to control herself, she wiggled uncomfortably, glad to have the knife away from her skin.

Movement in the bed told her that he laid down between her legs. She could no longer see him, as her breasts blocked the view. She felt his long hair brush against her thighs, his hands holding her hips. Slowly the last scrap of fabric fell from her wet slit. His hand, his teeth? She couldn't tell what he used, but it was gone and the cold air mingled with his hot breath, dancing over her labia. Did he say something? Was that a moan? Her head shook, trying again to remove the blindfold while he was otherwise preoccupied. His tongue traced over her inner thighs, and she instinctively tensed. She really hated oral.

He steadied her thighs and dived in, his tongue sweeping from her opening to her clit. She flinched, pulling on her restraints, her verbal protests garbled. She couldn't tell if he took that as encouragement or complaint – he continued, regardless. She groaned and tried to pull away over and over, squirming and writhing. Her struggles were rewarded as the blindfold slid off her head and she could suddenly see. He didn't notice, his attention was trained on her slit.

She threw back her head, accepting that he wouldn't stop. A finger slipped into her dripping cunt, curiously exploring. She jumped as it pressed against her g-spot. His lips sucked on her clit and she groaned, this time from pleasure. His thick finger massaged her spot, sliding in and out. Clearly, part of he was enjoying his ministrations, as his fingers elicited the sluttiest wet noises she had ever heard. Her hips circled, enticing him. She liked his fingers and wanted more; she could never cum like this, but it felt wonderful all the same.

A loud noise came from her right. He looked up, noticing her blindfold was off. The noise came from her phone, the alarm screeching. He picked up her phone, unsure of how to disable the alarm. He pulled her head forward and with a click released the gag. Her tongue pushed out the rubber ball, saliva hanging on her lips and chin. 

"One three seven one" she gasped, adjusting her jaw. A moment later the alarm was silenced, and his torso was over hers. Leaning down, he kissed her, pushing his tongue into her mouth. Her stiff jaw didn't resist as his hand closed around it, pulling her to his lips. She could taste her juices on his lips, on his tongue which entwined hers. Her eyes shut as she found herself kissing back, sucking on his lower lip and biting his tongue playfully. He bit her lip, hard, and pulled away.

She took a deep breath, loosening her jaw as the pain subsided.

"Now those were the lips I've fantasized about for months... well, partially. They still belong wrapped around my cock." 

She opened her mouth slightly, her tongue flicking over her lips. "Let me up and I'll give you the best blow job you've ever had." She gave him a coy look – he knew it was true.

"Or." he said, pointedly, throwing a leg over her chest. The head of his cock rested on her bottom lip. She flicked her tongue over it, vertically, letting her lips close of the very tip. She smiled, leaning her head up so she could reach more of his cock. It was unnecessary, as he grabbed the back of her head and thrust his shaft into her mouth. Her eyes went wide and she gagged at the intrusion which tried to push down her throat. Her jaw was aching from the gag and now her mouth was being forced open as wide as it could go. She tried to accommodate his length, gagging again as he tried a second time to fit in her throat.

"Come on. That's barely half of it. Where are your legendary skills, huh?" He forced her head to his cock. The tip pushed past her gag reflex and into her throat. Another inch slid in before she pulled back, whipping her head around. He pulled out as she gasped for air, the bed shaking from the way she pulled on the ropes. She hadn't gotten two full breaths when he plunged back into her mouth, his fingers scraping against her scalp. He pumped a few times in her mouth as she struggled to keep up. He pulled out with a laugh "You're right; probably better when you're in control."

She was panting, covered in a light sheen of sweat. "No shit. I can control my gag reflex. You can't." She hated being facefucked. Her attitude was rewarded with his tip tickling her throat; her eyes watered, her body protesting with flailing limbs. He pulled back and she swirled her tongue over the tip as it left her mouth. 

He stroked his cock, letting her watch his hand pump the shaft while he stared her down. She bit and licked her lips, enthralled by the specimen in front of her. She opened her mouth and met his gaze, seductively twirling her tongue to entice him. He grinned, obliging her with the head of his cock at her lips. She leaned her head up to take more of his cock into her mouth, her tongue lapping at the very tip. Her lips made a tight O around his shaft, pulling over the ridge and then relaxing as she repeated the stroke. Her tongue snaked down his shaft, coaxing him closer. 

"That is the image I've been fantasizing about for months..." he moaned, watching her intently. His hand smoothed her hair down as she greedily took another inch of his thickness into her mouth. Her jaw ached, but she continued, desperate to please him even in her limited state. 

He pulled back, the head of his cock making a popping noise as the suction broke, and dismounted her. "Among other things." he finished, his hand dipping between her legs, running one finger down her slit and then back up, circling on her clit. She bit her lower lip, holding in a moan. He brought the finger to his mouth, sucking the juices from it as he stared into her eyes. Somehow, that was undeniably sexy.

He slid off the bed and knelt at the corner. The tension on her right leg relaxed and she bent her knee, glad for the change of position. The cuff was removed from her ankle; light indents from her struggles marked her inside ankle. He freed her left leg as well, then moved up to her arms. He untied her left hand, crossed the bed, and tied it to the opposite corner. He moved to the other side and repeated the process, so she was face down in her pillow, again. He pulled her nightgown down her body, dropping it on the floor. Then he turned her to her knees. Her ass was high in the air, her legs slightly spread to reveal her drenched slit. His hands ran down her back, over the swell of her ass, and down her thighs, intentionally missing her sweet spots.

Why she didn't fight him as he repositioned her, she wasn't sure. Her body ached from straining in the ropes already, so she mentally excused herself. She was mobile enough that she didn't feel totally out of control – she could move her legs freely. He added two pillows under her hips, then positioned himself behind her, his hand stroking over his shaft. She watched out of the corner of her eye, her head turned to the right. She wondered if he would fit, he was so thick. His thumb ran between her cheeks and through her lips, to which she shuddered in response. He leaned down, his tongue sliding between her folds and swirling around her button, moving up her slit. His tongue slid into her hole, his hands steadying her as she squirmed away from him. 

"Just fuck me already!" she said, partially to her pillow. The build up of the whole situation was getting to her and the ache in her cunt wouldn't be tamed by his tongue, regardless of his talent. He obliged, taking his cock in his hand and placing the tip at her entrance. A smile played across her lips as she felt the head run through her wet lips, gently pressing on her clit and then pulling back up. She pushed her hips back to him, circling them. He pulled away and she lost track of him as he slid off the end of the bed. Moments later a small crinkling noise met her ears, and she felt him return to the bed. She sighed with relief – in her horniness she had almost broken her cardinal rule: condoms, always use condoms.

His hands started exploring her curves again. She grunted in frustration and spread her legs a little wider. His hand traced over the curve of her ass, his thumb stroking between her cheeks. She moaned, encouraging him with a another circle. He grinned at her enthusiasm and settled his cock at her entrance, pushing forward slowly. 

"Oh yes..." she murmured. He stopped immediately, his hands in a vice grip on her hips. What was he waiting for? She growled "Come on! Fuck me!"

He pushed in, another half inch, the thick head of his cock barely inside her walls. "What do you say when you want something? It's only polite."

A spark of rebellion flooded through her, warring with the empty ache in her pussy. She didn't want to give him the satisfaction of hearing him beg, but she wanted to be filled. She glared at him over her shoulder and pulled away. He shrugged and returned to licking her pussy. 

His finger slid into her cunt, stroking on her g-spot. She couldn't deny that it felt good, and she bit her lip to suppress a moan. She pressed back, grinding into his face and finger. She heard him moan into her cunt, licking and nibbling wildly at her soft, pink lip. His finger retracted all too soon, but returned immediately at the puckered star between her cheeks. He teased the tight little hole with his finger, testing her resistance, his mouth latched onto her clit.

"Nooo! Please, fuck my cunt. Fuck my slutty pussy instead." The words escaped her mouth without registering. She had only done anal once and she grimaced at the thought of taking his huge member... if her pussy could barely handle it, how would her ass?

"That's better." His tongue caressed her clit one last time. The tip of his cock found her slit again, teasing up and down in it. "Let me hear it."

"Please, I need your thick cock in my cunt. I..." She paused, finding the right words to express her desire and convince him. "I want to cum and spasm on your cock. Please. Please fuck me. Fuck me like your good little whore. Please!"

His cock plunged into her wetness and she screamed, and extended swear. It was an incredibly tight fit, if the pain in her abdomen told her anything. She couldn't feel his body on hers and slowly it dawned on her just how big he was. "Holy fuck, you're huge..." she moaned. She felt him pull out and tease her slit again. Her clit was throbbing, desperate for attention. 

"Hm. About five inches. Tight little slut, aren't you? We can fix that." He thrust back into her, making her scream again. He went deeper; his thighs brushed hers, but he wasn't quite there. She trembled, her body tight and bracing for impact. He forced all eight inches into her, his hips pressing to her ass finally. Over her guttural groan she heard him gasp in his own pleasure. Slowly she drew a circle with her hips, feeling him touch every inch of her walls. She pulled forward slowly and then pushed back, fucking herself on his cock, over and over. Each movement elicited gasps and moans, her cunt hugging his cock and her juices coating him and running down her legs. Her left hand strained in her binds, fighting for freedom, hopeless to rub her clit. 




The Hotel



He began moving with her. Long, slow strokes followed the initial thrust; her body accommodated his size in a few moments and his pace increased. She was screaming into the pillow every time her body jolted forward, her arms giving up in the restraints. His thick member pounded into her fuckhole, the smacking sound from each thrust echoing in the room. She felt his hand snake around, sliding between her legs. His fingers found her sensitive little button and he rubbed in quick circles on it, matching his thrusts. He continued ruthlessly for a bit, his panting accompanying her screams. He stopped, balls deep in her stretched cunt, his fingers diligently twirling over her pearl. She grinding against him, her muscles clenching and unclenching around his dick, her breathing shallow and laced with expletives. She could feel her orgasm building rapidly. His teeth met the back of her shoulder, and he growled lowly, causing her to yelp, her pussy squeezing down in response. 

Fuck. She was almost there. "Fuck me. Hard. I'm so close." her breathy words were laced with lust. His hands withdrew, grasping her waist for leverage as he pulled back to the tip, then slammed into her again. He was rewarded with a loud groan. He followed with deep, rapid strokes, slapping her ass for good measure. "Please! My clit. I can't cum" she was panting "Rub my clit, please!"

He withdrew with a wet pop from her pussy, startling her. He pulled the pillows up from under her; they landed haphazardly on the floor. His hands pushed her lower back downward, flattening her body against the sheets, as he straddled over her ass as she closed her legs. He slid backwards, to the tops of her thighs. She moaned in frustration, wiggling her ass to coax him. Denied her orgasm, she lay panting and red-faced on the bed. She was about to explode, she just needed a bit of stimulation on her clitoris. Why wouldn't he let her cum? 

His cock, still slick with her juices, nestled between her cheeks. She felt his weight shift, and a pressure at her back door. Her eyes shot open and she tried to pull away, protesting verbally. He ignored her, pressing the tip of his cock forward, his hands firmly planted on her back lower back to keep her still. Her feet hit repeatedly against the mattress, making thumping noises.

"Stop! You're never gonna fit. Please don't." Her struggles against the restraints renewed, her thrashing contained by his mass on top of her.

"Oh no. A dirty, slutty tease like you deserves a thick cock in her ass." His cock head pushed through the ring of muscles as he spoke. She moaned in answer, her body going tight. "You better relax, or this is going to hurt more than it needs to." His hands massaged her ass, as he rocked his hips forward, delivering another inch to her basically-virgin hole.

"Stop! It hurts! There's no fucking way I can handle that! Stop!" His hand reached forward, grabbing her hair and pushing her face into the pillow, effectively muffling her protests. He thrust again, and then spanked her with his free hand. Her entire body jumped; had she not been face-down in the pillow, he would have heard her cry out. He relished in the way she spasmed, the muscles of her ass tightening in response to the slap he delivered. Her butt was cute, flexed and expecting another smack. 

He released her hair, letting her breathe. When the expected spank didn't come, she let out a breath, her body relaxing slightly. He took the opportunity to thrust deeply, and her asshole swallowed a couple more inches of his thick shaft. She screamed, her back arching as her hips hit the mattress hard. He moaned with her, her hole squeezing him tightly as she resisted. He held still and she went limp under him, her legs landing with a dull thud on the bed. He pulled back a bit, and pushed forward again, his hands spreading apart her cheeks as he watched his cock slide deeply into her. Her breathing was slow and deep, her eyes shut tightly and she fought to relax.

"Your tight little ass feels amazing." he punctuated his sentence with a thrust of his hips, jolting her. She moaned loudly, her hands balling into fists and he feet kicking up. He plunged back into her, making her squeal. "A good little slut likes a big cock in her ass, doesn't she?" He thrust again. "Are you a good little slut?" 

She nodded, her face turned to the side. She had to admit that the sensations were nearly as pleasurable as painful; he had loosened her up enough that he was pumping into her at a slow and steady pace, each thrust feeling better than the last. He clit twinged and she squirmed, grinding her mound into the bed, her thighs tight together.

"Yeah, you do. A cock-hungry whore needs it in every one of her sloppy holes to be happy." He spanked her again, and her gasping turned into a low moan. She heard him spit; his cock slid more easily through her abused little hole. She began to press back with her hips to meet each of his thrusts, her knees planted on the bed and her hips lifted a few inches.

His weight pushed her down as the full length of his shaft slid home, his balls gently tapping against her thighs. A small movement, and then his chest was on her back, his mouth at her ear. "I want to feel your tight little asshole spasm when you cum... So I'm going to free your arms. You have a minute to orgasm." He reached to her right hand, the direction she was facing, and pulled part of the rope; the cuff loosened, allowing her to untangle her hand and pull it free. She groaned as she bent her arm, circling her wrist slowly. The tension broke on her left hand as well, and suddenly he pulled her hips backward, so she was on all fours. Her arms protested at the sudden need to support herself. "Starting now." He thrust deeply into her, again.

She dropped to her elbows, her head hanging down. Cautiously, she lifted her left hand; confident she wouldn't fall over, she reached backward to her clit, her middle and ring finger immediately finding the sweet spot and rubbing tight, little circles. She screamed wordlessly, her hips bouncing off his thighs as his thrusts quickened. She desperately wanted something in her cunt, raking over her g-spot to toss her over the edge. Irritated, she howled, throwing her hips back to meet him as she raced to her orgasm. She needed this. Her body screamed at her, her joints aching and her ass on fire, but she continued. Fuck, how much longer did she have? Her fingers circled her clit furiously.

His hand clasped her forearm, pulling it away. She wailed in frustration, her body trembling. Her arm was twisted behind her back, his right hand closing around her throat and pulling her upward. He held her firmly, her arm trapped behind her back, between their bodies, and his arm tight to her torso, between her breasts. His teeth bit into the left side of her neck, but she had no air with which to yell. His hips circled against hers, his lips moved to her ear. "Awww, did my poor little slut miss her orgasm? How sad." She nodded, squirming in his grasp, her horniness preventing her from being still. He relinquished his grip on her throat, his hand dropping to her breast, cupping it before pinching her nipple. 

She whimpered, her chest rising and falling heavily with her breath. "Please, I just want to cum."

He released her, pushing her forward so she fell to all fours. He pulled his cock from her ass, slowly. "Turn over," he ordered. She scrambled to follow his command, her back hitting the mattress in record time. She spread her legs, her heels barely resting on the bed. Her hand rested on her cunt, playing with her clitoris.

He grabbed her legs under the knees and yanked her body towards her, causing her tits to bounce as she gasped. Her ankles rested on his shoulders as he guided his cock back to her hole, which gaped slightly. She moaned, her hands squeezing her breasts together with both hands, as he buried half his shaft in her ass. He held her thighs as he leaned forward, letting his dick sink deeper into her as she folded in half. Her fingers pinched and tugged at her nipples, her feet locking behind his neck so she had some semblance of control. He fucked her deeply, roughly, biting the inside of her calves, his fingers digging into her thighs. She threw her head back, her eyes shut as she lost herself in the sensations. 

Her cunt was throbbing, begging to be filled. It clenched down repeatedly, as if looking for something to grip, to draw in and hold on to. Being kept so long just before orgasm made her delirious; her screams were no longer intelligible but long vowel sounds. It briefly occurred to her that it was a miracle he hadn't cum yet. Perks of older guys, the barely-functioning part of her brain, decided. None of the boys at her university could tease her so endlessly as he. She needed to cum – the pressure building inside of her could only explode in one way.

She threw her legs open and wide, pulling them back so her knees were level with her breasts. Her hand shot down to her clit, rubbing furiously. "Make me cum" she begged, her hips bucking with each of his thrusts. "Fuck, please, make me cum!" she stared at him with pleading eyes.

His hand smacked hers, and she withdrew it, moving it back to her breast. His thumb replaced her fingers, making hard, tight circles that were painful on her aching bundle of nerves. His eyes narrowed and he leaned down, pinning her to the bed by her throat with his free hand, but avoiding her windpipe in the process. "Cum." he said, his eyes locked on hers. She screamed, her body writhing under him, bucking and jerking. She was right at the edge, terrified that he would stop and leave her wanting more. Her head tossed back again, her eyes shut.

His hand released her throat, slapping her across the face. "No. Look at me. I want to watch you cum with my cock buried in your ass like the good little slut you are." Her eyes locked onto his – impossibly blue and cold – as his hand returned to her throat. She was distinctly aware of his thumb, grinding against her clit. "Cum, you dirty whore. Cum with my cock raping your ass and my hand around your neck." 

She fell. She cascaded into an orgasm which rolled through her body, making her back arch and her hands grab at the sheets. Her head whipped from front to back, bouncing off the mattress, but her eyes remained on his the entire time. Her orgasm was filled with her hoarse swearing that quickly reduced to garble. Her hips bucked and her legs kicked as the orgasm took her.

A second wave rocked through her body. The spasms of her asshole and cunt, coupled with her screams, must have sent him over the edge; he bottomed out in her ass and came just as hard, spilling his cum into the condom with a series of his own groans. He felt her knees at his ribs, pushing her away. Her body seemed to be rejecting him as she became over-sensitive, but he didn't move. I He released her neck, his thumb circling gently on her clit. Her body spasmed as if electricity flooded it. He grinned, and pulled out of her ass. Her hand rested on her pussy, as if to block it from further stimulation; he pushed it aside, pinning back her legs, taking a long lick of her fresh squirt. Her body shuddered as his tongue delved into her gushing hole, lapping at her juices as her body thrashed. Her head whipped from left to right, her fingers gripping the sheets with white knuckles, another orgasm crashing over her as he skillfully stroked her bud with his tongue. Her heels met his shoulders, her hands on his head, pushing him away. He resisted for a moment before obliging. Her hand covered her pussy again, and her legs shut tightly around it. She fell to her side, curling up, her breathing and occasional swear the only signs that she was conscious.

He dealt with the used condom quickly and climbed back onto the bed, laying down behind her on his left side. She greeted his presence with a soft sigh. His right hand ran down her arm, and then slipped down to cup her breast. She shuddered at his touch, but stretched out, lining her body up with his. He pulled her closely, his chest pressing to her back. He toyed with her nipple, his lips covering her exposed shoulder in light kisses. Her free hand ran over his forearm, catching his wrist and pulling it further around her body. She shivered slightly as he kissed on her neck.

"That was... fun." She murmured, a smile playing on her lips. 

"You seemed to enjoy it." The words were whispered in her ear. "As good as you envisioned it?" She nodded in response, too tired to respond verbally. 

They lay together for moments while she recovered. When her breathing had slowed sufficiently, she stretched, pointing her toes and arching her back, moaning as her body complained. She turned in his arms to face him, smiling gently and opening her eyes, finally.

"Water. Massage." She grinned and kissed him, lingering. His hands firmly running down her back and over her ass, lifting her knee over his hip. She felt his erection beginning to grow as their tongues entwined. Her hand pushed against his chest as she pulled away. "And then Round 2." She smirked.



The Hotel



The pain cuts through him like a surge of lightening, the vibrations of the egg sending him over the edge. He reaches up with his mouth and rips the belt from hers, grabbing her by the waist and flipping her over in one fluid motion.

She gasps at the loss of control as his teeth grab the skin on her neck, she claws at him,; marking his back. Straddling her, he places her hands above her head and holds them while releasing his balls from their prison. She locks eyes with him and grins as he folds the belt and matches the look. With a low growl He speaks, "Now then, do YOU wanna play little one?" before she even has the chance to respond he brings the belt up and binds her wrists together. "Do NOT bring them down are we clear?"

She whimpers and nods quickly, "Yes Sir," her mind settling into her place. He looks down at her lustfully, His hands on her breasts, tearing them from the bra. Her nipples call out to Him, His mouth consumes the left, gnawing on the hard nub, as His fingers twist the right. Her cries falling onto deaf ears as her body reacts positively, arching against Him, pressing her tit deeper into His mouth, He moves to the right; devouring it with equal vigor before pulling back up, smirking as she lays panting beneath Him. Speaking with a deviousness she has never heard from Him before, "MY turn love."

She pulls her wrists against the binds testing her motion as he slides back a bit, "W/we both know what you are, who you are...," his strong fingers take hold of her panties as he leans towards her ear, "you... love.......to tease Me," ripping the material as if it was nothing more than paper. She squeals as the panties tear from her body, "I...I...," He silences her with His tongue, rudely forced into her mouth, raping it with a passion unknown to them as he pulls the material back and forth over her slit.

No more words, His mouth feeds from her flesh as if it has been starved for centuries, leaving a trail of wetness down along her belly. His fingers dig into her tender thighs, tearing the nylons as He parts them roughly. With an animalistic howl He rips the remainder of the panties from her and dives between her trembling thighs. Her wetness overwhelms Him, drowning His face with her juices as He crams His tongue into her entrance. Licking her quivering walls like a madman, her aching clit crushed against his nose. Her hips thrashing towards Him as her cries grow stronger. He pulls back as she begins to move harder, His face drenched as He looks up to her with a sneer, "you don’t think you are gonna cum that easily do you syn?" She screams, shaking her head back and forth almost forgetting to leave her arms above her head. This does not go unnoticed, "your time to turn over girl," He orders as He rises from the bed.

Wearily she rolls onto her tummy, feeling His hands on her ankles as He pulls her down towards the foot of the bed, His voice chillingly calm " The belt was a nice touch syn, but you do have a lot to learn. Lesson Number 1...if you are going to play switch love, make sure you hide the belt before the sub switches as well."

The sound reaches her about the same time as the leather bites into her creamy cheeks, SWISHHHHHH. She throws her head back as tears spring into her eyes, determined not to cry she bites down on her lip, sobbing quietly. Each strike causing her to bite harder until she can taste the warmth of the blood on her tongue, SWISHHH SWISHHH SWISHHH. Her cheeks a crimson flame, her cunt contracting violently, dripping onto the sheets beneath her. He smiles as He watches the crisscross pattern rise on her ass, unable to help Himself He bends down and follows the trails with His tongue. This brings out the scream. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh Goddddddddd pleassssse, I can’t, pleasssse Sir’.

He chuckles, "please what syn?"; she inhales deeply, trying to calm herself as the words fall from her lips "please fuck me, fuck me for real like you fuck me online, oh God Sir pleasssssssssse."

"Oh, is that all?" He snickers; dropping to the floor between her thighs, lifting her hips from the bed and sucking her cunt into his mouth. She squeals at the suddenness, rocking back against Him, feeling His fingers dig into her hips, His tongue rising against her tiny dark hole, massaging it, teasing her. 

He can’t wait any longer, He must have her. Rising quickly from the floor he winces, the cord from the egg, catching on the frame of the bed, tugging it crudely. He frees it and pulls her to the edge; her ass rising for Him, her desperate moans marred with pleas. Bound hands grasp the sheets above in anticipation as she begs for His cock. Holding His erection within his fist, He watches her cunt flex hungrily as He rubs the head over her slit; knowing she loves the feeling of it against her clit, He pays special attention. 

His own ass clenches around the egg still vibrating in His ass, grateful that the control is on low. Even still, the build up in his balls is torturing Him; He pulls back and presses the angry bulb of His head against her hole. Unprepared for the warmth and tightness that surrounds Him. He strokes slowly, finally pulling back. 

She rips at the sheets as He inches in, her walls stretching to accommodate Him. A silent cry as she feels Him pull back, she turns and immediately is rocked forward. The force of the thrust surprising her, His hand wrapping in her hair; pulling her back onto Him. She rises onto her elbows, each thrust met by the tilt of her hips, feeling as if He will tear right through her cervix. Their bodies dance together like old lovers moving to the beat of their own music. His thumb presses pass the ring of her asshole as He rolls His hips, grinding into her walls, needing to feel every inch of her fiery cunt.

She throws her head back and screams as His thumb hooks into her ass. Her motions devastatingly severe, her moans turning into grunts, the room dimming around her. Her walls threatening to quake, contracting furiously around Him. The voice that spoke was barely recognizable as she opened her mouth, the severity of it haunting her, "Pleasseeeeeeeeeeeeeee let me cum for You." 

The tension in His legs increased, the orgasm crested as He permitted her release, "Cum with me syn, NOW." Their screams blended, an erotic chorus of insane pleasure; He brought her up to him by her midriff, thrusting upwards as she rained her creamy juices onto Him, as He coated her walls with His. She lay her head back against Him, strands of hair stuck to her face. His lips on her neck, whispering to her as they rode out the waves together, "I dreamed of this... God, you are so beautiful...Do they realize how lucky they are?" She smiled at His words knowing that she is the lucky one.

They collapsed onto the bed and she looks to him wickedly as He unbinds her tender wrists. He raises an eyebrow, "what?" 

She quickly points up at the picture hanging over the bed, exclaiming "Oh my God What is THAT?" Startled, He turns back to look and screams as she rips the egg from His ass and tosses it over her shoulder, "BITCH!!" 

She giggles and rolls over, only to be grabbed back again. He kisses her softly and whispers "Payback is a bitch ya know."



The Hotel



It's a Friday evening, and I have invited you out to a nice weekend at a romantic hotel. I pick you up, and on our way to the hotel I tell you that you look stunning as always. When we get to the hotel, I ask you to go to the restaurant, and I'll check in and put our bags in the room.

A few minutes later, I'm back with you, and we order our meal, and a bottle of red wine. While we wait for the food, we start to talk about whatever is on our minds, and it always amazes me how easy it is to talk to you. When we have eaten our dinner, we go into the bar, which also has a dance floor and a small band playing. We dance for a while and kiss at the same time, and I let my hands caress your back through your dress. 

It's close to midnight and the bar is going to close, so we walk to the room hand in hand. When we enter the room, it surprises you that it's lit only by candlelight, and that there is a bottle of champagne on the table, with a plate full of chocolate covered strawberries next to it. I open the champagne, and pour each of us a glass. I take your arm, and lead you to the balcony, where we stand just holding each other, looking at the stars. It's such a beautiful night for looking at stars.

I stand behind you, and embrace you, gently kissing your neck and shoulders, gently blowing in your ears, whispering how beautiful you are, and that I want to make love to you tonight. You turn around in my arms, and we kiss long and passionately while you let you hands run down my back, caressing it, making me moan slightly in pleasure. As I kiss you, I let my one hand play with your hair, and let the other run down your spine, ending up on your butt, gently squeezing it.

You pull out of my arms, take my hand, and lead me to the poster bed. Here you ask me to sit down, and as I watch you, you start to undress in front of me, while you look into my eyes. You can tell how much I love you by the way I look at you. When you are naked, I pull you up in front of me, and while I'm sitting on the bed, and you are standing in front of me, I start to kiss you belly, let my fingers caress you back, and your hips. I let my tongue play with your belly button, before I start to move my head up your body, up to your cleavage, and I start to gently kiss and suck on your nipples, first the left one, and then the right one, and back to the left one again. When they are hard, you pull away from me, ask me to get undressed, and lie down on the bed, watching me, while you let a finger start to play with the area around you clit and pussy.

When I'm naked I move up to you, kiss you passionately, whispering in your ear how much I love you, and that I want to make love to you all night. I then let my mouth move down your neck, kissing it, down your cleavage, giving your nipples a quick kiss, and down your belly. You spread your legs for me as I move close to your clit and pussy, but to your surprise, I move around them, and start to kiss my way down your leg. As I get down to your foot, you watch me reach under the bed, and suddenly I pull out a soft rope, and tie your leg to the bed.

You look at me, and wonder what I have in mind, as I let my mouth move up your leg again, and down the other one, kissing my way. When I've reached the other foot, I also tie this leg to the bed.

I move away from your legs, up your belly and up to your arms. I kiss my way down the right arm, and as I reach the hand, I give it a kiss, and tie that to the bed, too. I move over to the other arm, giving it the same treatment, and get it tied up, too!

I stand up, and take a step back from the bed, look at you, smile, and tell you how much I love and adore you. I bend over you again, and kiss you long and passionately again. While I kiss you, I pull a folded scarf out, and blindfold you.

As you lay on the bed, very excited, you can hear me move around in the room, and suddenly you can hear me open the door, and the steps of someone entering the room. You hear me tell the stranger to undress, and help me to give you a great experience. You feel someone getting up in the bed next to you, and slowly position above you. You then feel the stranger's body lower itself on top of you, and to your surprise, you can feel breasts against your breasts, and you realize that it's a woman. You moan in surprise, and can hardly wait for her to explore your body. She kisses you, letting her tongue move all over your body, playing with your nipples, down your belly, and finally you feel a tongue moving around and over your clit, down to your pussy, and that she gently starts to play with your pussy.

The woman then pulls away, and you can feel her position herself above you, with a leg on either side of your head. As you smell her sensual scent, you slowly start to let your tongue blindly explore her, while she is licking your pussy, and letting her hands caress your hips, thighs and butt. You find her clit, and start to play with it, letting your lips tease it and your tongue move over it.

You can feel that you are getting close to an orgasm, and let your tongue move to her pussy, gently at first letting it move over and around her lips. But as you get more and more excited, you start to tongue fuck her, slowly at the start, but soon you are moving it faster and faster in and out of her. You can hear her moaning between your legs, and you do the same. You can suddenly feel that you are going to cum very soon, and you let your tongue move even faster in the woman's pussy, and as you cum, you can hear her cum, too.

You both lay there, you with her on top of you, and you ask me to remove the blindfold so you can see who it was that gave you such pleasure. I remove it, and to your surprise you see that it's one of your good friends, who had asked me if you might be interested in trying it with another woman. And because I knew you would like to try it, she and I had arranged this night together.

We untie you, and all of us go into the bathroom, and take a shower. We then go back to the bed, and with you in the middle, we start to caress your body again, telling you that the night is still young!



The Hotel



I put the uniform on as I always did. Except, that night I did those little things that make a woman feel different. 

The long bath, soaking for at least an hour in my favourite scent, the one that made my partner erect at the first smell. The new black knickers and matching bra that I had just bought, the set had cost me almost a full week’s wages. A lot of money for such a small amount of material. Brand new tights and a carefully ironed work shirt and skirt. The shirt felt good against my skin as did the tights, the skirt and the mandatory waistcoat that looked like a road accident spoilt the look, but I was used to them by now.

I looked in the mirror at my hair carefully pinned up with loose curls falling around my face and applied my lipstick. 

I liked my face and especially my mouth, men like those features on me, the breasts helped of course. My full D cups. I hated fastening my shirt and covering them up. 

I left the flat and walked the short distance to the hotel where I worked. I had been looking forward to work all day. Strange it must sound but the group of builders who were staying at the hotel made the trauma of work a lot easier to bear. They had arrived to stay with us a week ago and I had worked every night. Getting their drinks, fetching their meals, and some of them were extremely tasty.

I had felt the odd hand caress my behind, the lingering looks at my chest as I bent over to pick things up or place things on the tables. Two of them in particular went out of their way to be extra friendly if you know what I mean. Jim and Wayne. I liked Jim, I had stayed late at work to have a drink with him one night, which ended up in us kissing and then running to the toilets for a quick fuck doggie style.

It was fantastic! He had turned me around and ripped a hole in my tights forcing his cock inside and into me, making me cum straight away. Biting my lip hard, trying not to make any noise, making sure that we didn’t get caught. 

I reached the door of the hotel and walked through. Saying hi to my fellow colleagues as I made my way to the bar that was to be my workstation for the night. I stepped behind the bar and turned with my back to the people in the bar as I checked my fridges to make sure I had everything I would need for the night.

"I would recognise that bottom anywhere" I heard Jim say in his low voice, before I had even turned around I could feel the familiar stir in my pussy. I turned to see him leaning on the bar, Wayne next to him as always with a knowing smile on his face, both looking me up and down. They stayed at the bar all evening, drinking steadily.

We had a function in the next room, a wedding reception, which meant that all staff could stay late and drink in the bar if they wanted until the function ended, the best thing was that most of the guests were staying over night so...that meant a bar open until it was no longer needed. I was well prepared for a long night, in fact I was hoping for it with Jim, I got a lot more than I bargained for.

Usual time was called for the visitors to the hotel and the bolts put on the doors. I opened myself a bottle of something cold and relished in the feel of it going down my throat aware that as I put it to my lips I was being watched, very carefully. I made sure I closed my eyes and licked the end of the bottle catching the drips with my tongue. I opened my eyes after and smiled calmly at Jim and Wayne who were watching with great interest. I removed my waistcoat and un buttoned my shirt down so that the little lace bow on my bra could be seen quite clearly.

I kept to my job, cleaning up and refilling the fridges ready for the next day, aware of the wetness inside my knickers. The men watching. A few more of the builders had come to join the evening binge in the bar. There were about 8 of them now all laughing and joking together. 

It was then suggested that I might be interested in a little smoke, you know, something to loosen me up. I warmed at the thought of a chance to relax and flirt and hopefully cum on a hard cock.

I sneaked upstairs with Wayne and Jim. They let me into the room that they were sharing with 3 other builders. There was a huge four poster bed in the middle of the room and little camp beds all over the floor. I took my shoes off and chose my spot, laid across the bed hanging over the edge. 

Wayne lay down next to me and moved up close as Jim sat on the floor in front of me rolling a joint. We must have stayed like that for an hour, talking laughing, and smoking. I sat up and lay back on the bed, aware that my skirt was very high. Jim came round to my side and sat down next to me, leaning over giving me blowbacks with the smoke, kissing me as he did. I moved my head to one side to see Wayne watching. I could see the bulge in his trousers blatantly pulsing. I looked him in the eye and smiled and looked back at Jim and pulled his head to me. 

I wanted it, all I could get. Jim kissed me deeply letting his hands rub my breasts on the outside of my shirt. I could feel Wayne rubbing my legs, working his way up my thighs. I opened my legs a little letting him reach the mound, warm between my legs. He rubbed me firmly, increasing the need for me to fuck and cum.

My head was spinning but I was in heaven. I let my body go with the feelings and what was happening. I closed my eyes and let myself turn into a rag doll. I could feel a hand massaging my pussy on the outside of my knickers and tights. I could feel my shirt being opened exposing my bra. A set of lips moved to my chest. Someone else was kissing me while yet another tried to take my skirt off, I could feel all of my clothes being pulled at. 

I opened my eyes to see Wayne at my waist trying to pull my skirt down over my thighs. Jim was removing his shirt, there were also 3 of the others from the bar, they had let themselves into the room. They were the ones that were removing my clothing and kissing my chest. They paused looking at me for permission to continue. I lifted my hips letting my skirt slide off. I sat up to allow my shirt to be removed. I smiled and closed my eyes as the mouths descended onto my body. 

It was all a big blur of touch and pleasure all over my body. My bra had been un hooked and my breasts were free, being caressed and kissed, nipples sucked. My tights had been ripped at my pussy and fingers were pressing on the outside of my pants making the wetness of my cunt soak through my underwear.

I moaned as I felt fingers slip past the fabric of my underwear, playing with me, fucking me. I moved my hips against the hand that was playing with me. My nipples were hard as they were sucked. I could feel an orgasm approaching and I grinded my hips against the hand. I could feel my wetness on the inside of my thighs and a tongue finding its way to the outside of my cunt, arousing me more. I was begging to be fucked, I could hear this voice coming from my mouth pleading for cock.

I felt something hot and hard against my lips and I opened my mouth to let the cock slide inside. I groaning as I took it deep into my mouth. My breasts were being massaged with hands and what felt like another cock being rubbed against my nipples. My cunt was dripping, the heat between my legs was unbearable. I opened my legs as far as I could exposing myself to them all. I felt a cock rubbing against my cunt and I opened my eyes, I wanted to see what was happening.

I sucked on the hard cock in my mouth looking up at the man smiling down at me fucking my mouth. One was stroking his cock just above my face and this made me groan even more. My breasts were being rubbed with a cock, from either side there were hands all over my body and Jim between my legs, watching my face as he stroked the outside of my cunt with his cock, his mouth open slightly. Wayne was stroking his cock sat to my side watching. 

I was moaning and whimpering at the feelings that were growing inside me, I sucked hungrily on the cock in my mouth making sucking noises as I did. These noises seemed to arouse the men more, I could feel more pressure against my cunt and in my mouth and I could hear moans from them.

I let the cock slide from my mouth as I looked down at Jim, "fuck me slow" I closed my eyes and let the cock be pushed back into my mouth. I could feel Jim push his cock into my cunt slowly. I groaned loudly as he pushed into me as far as he could, I grinded my cunt against his hard cock. 

He was fucking me with deep thrusts, grabbing my hips as he did. The cock in my mouth was being stroked at the same time as I was sucking it. Someone get hold of my hand wrapping it around a cock, I began pumping it hard and quickly. I could feel a cock against my cheek, bumping against the one in my mouth.

I opened my eyes to look up, the orgasm was close and I knew it was. I pulled away from the cock in my mouth moaning out loud as I could feel my cunt tightening. I could hear Jim saying that he could feel me starting to cum. He started to fuck me hard, slamming his cock into me, slamming his balls against me. 

I was fucking back hard, pumping the cock in my hand. The man who had had his cock in my mouth was groaning loudly, I looked him in the eye willing him to cum over my mouth, flicking the end of his cock with my tongue. He came hard over my mouth, I felt my orgasm hit, I was fucking back against Jim.

I saw Wayne pumping his cock hard moving closer to my cunt with his cock in his hand. The sight of them all around me kept my orgasm going as I saw Jim pull out and come so hard over me it reached my tits. Milking the last drops from his cock with his hand. The cock in my hand came with a loud groan form its owner, meeting Jims cum with his own all over me. 

He moved quickly out of the way, my cunt was still going and I pleaded to be fucked more. Wayne happily slipped into place and pushed his pulsing cock into my cunt. He was bigger than Jim and I could feel my pussy responding to him.

I lifted my legs to let him get deeper into me. He fucked hard and fast, I pulled the other man close to me, sucking hungrily on his cock. I came again, arching my back a little as I pulsed, milking Wayne’s cock. I sucked harder and fucked harder with every ripple of my orgasm. The man to my side had hold of my head fucking my mouth I felt his cum shoot down my throat as I felt my orgasm continue. I grinded against Wayne using his cock to finish my orgasm I heard him groan and push into me cuming with the pressure I was putting on his cock. 

I felt my orgasm start to subside. I sucked slower on the cock till the grip on my head was released. Wayne sat back a little, his cock still inside me. I closed my eyes and let my hands move over my body, feeling all of the cum. I moved my hand down to my pussy, stroking myself lightly, rotating my hips against Wayne’s spent cock. 

He stayed there stroking my thigh. I was moaning quietly, happy and content, satisfied. I opened my eyes to see Jim with a towel wiping my chest clean for me. I giggled and grabbed it, rubbing my dripping mouth and face then handed it back.

I sat upright to find a joint being handed to me and a bathrobe.

The service was fantastic, after a quick shower, with a good hard fuck half way through from one of them, I was laid out on the bed ready for more. The joke of "we will have to cum to this hotel again" was made. I closed my eyes as I felt a mouth against my nipple and a hand stroking my pussy lightly. It was going to be long but fantastic night.



The Hotel: A Small Task



It was 7:30am. The buzz of Denna's cell phone went off next to the bed. She rolled over and tapped the snooze, flipping back over onto her back. The Hotel, it was the first thought in her head. Her mind began to spin. 

"Would there be a lot of people there? Would someone sit down next to me? Or would they simply come up and touch my hand, just so I'd know they were talking to me?" All of which she couldn't wait to find out. 

Denna stood in her closet, knowing full well what she was about to wear. A smile curled at the corners of her mouth, only one person knew what was underneath. 

It was a satin bra to make the light-weight, hugging sweater fit just right. Panties weren't needed, not for this. Professional but, low too the hips, she wore snug-fitting, black slacks. A pair of medium height heels, and a black satin blindfold that acted like a scarf was nicely tied around her neck. It would've stood in for a collar, for the way she wore it. Denna was excited to do what she was told, dying to know if it turned Him on more than it was affecting her. 

Denna took one last look in the mirror, not just smiling to herself for the strength she had to do it but, for eagerness that filled up every nerve in her body. 

A chilly morning it was. Denna slipped into her leather jacket and then grabbed the planner, purse, and keys off the table. She tried too concentrate but, it was hard. Denna hoped too remember the important things she needed for her appointments and yet constantly distracted by the fun she was about to have. Business was business and it came first. Those clients were before "The Hotel" but, that's the way He planned it. 

Denna drove to her first appointment, the client only fifteen minutes away from The Hotel. Denna's hands were ice cold. She could barely feel the pads of her fingers, as she rubbed them together. Just below the surface was the heat, coiling behind her softly,lined bra. Denna felt her bottom lip. It had become sore, just to the inside. She exhaled, not realizing that she'd nibbled at it over the course of getting to this point. 

The meeting had ended, quicker than expected for which she was relieved. The next appointment was across the street, a small office building which stood plain with no visible character to it. The fresh air felt good against her partly covered breasts, as she walked across the street from her car. The goose bumps began, unable to shake the many thoughts of Him. How was he feeling knowing that this was the day it would happen? 

Now standing at the front desk, Denna looked around their lobby. Big, puffy, sofa chairs were pushed up against the wall. And just off to the side, a big fireplace was next too an all-seeing window. She laughed to herself, thinking of the step by step directions of her task. Those same chairs were at The Hotel. The meeting went quickly, so far making her day run like clock work. 

A short drive to The Hotel and Denna was walking into the lobby. She glanced at the front desk, a brisk smile, as though she'd already checked in. Her heart was beating so hard, it was heard in her inner ear, as it muffled the sounds of the lobby. She passed the first set of sofa chairs, which were placed in the shape of a horse-shoe. The next set of chairs, back to back. Denna had sat in these chairs once before, meeting several clients in the past. 

A couple feet away from the front desk, almost unnoticeable were large love seats which faced the fireplace. Denna walked slowly toward it and then sat down making herself comfortable. 

The foot traffic in the lobby was heavy. An obvious meeting had just gotten out or was just beginning. Denna waited and waited, playing with the edges of her satin blindfold, enjoying the delicious torture He'd put her right in the middle of. 

The noise died down some but, it didn't leave the lobby empty. Denna looked at the wall clock above the fireplace, 10 minutes she had too wear it. Pulling the blindfold free of her neck, Denna tied it securely around her head, covering her eyes --the clock started. 

The incredible sound began. The constant sound of feet, voices, and a faint type of echo rang through the lobby. Denna's breasts began too rise and fall at a rate of just being out of breath. And then... 

She jumped. Her cell phone was on vibrate and was moving in her jacket pocket. Her heart was not only pounding now but, felt as though it was going to jump right out of her chest. She struggled to get herself under control, trying to ignoring it while the time ticked away. She had 10 minutes, there was no turning back now. 

Wetting her lips, Denna listened, as she tasted the unknown.

"I bet that's going to be a great surprise!" One lady said, as Denna heard the woman's heels keep on walking past her. 

Denna smiled, feeling her skin heat up, as she took a deep breath. 

"The woman didn't' touch me, so the blindfold has to stay on. It was just a simple statement made." Denna thought.

Denna sighed. "How long have I been wearing it?" She thought, listening to the sounds of the lobby. She bit her tongue, avoiding her sore lip. 

It seemed like moments passed but, it could've been seconds. She wondered who had been watching her and what they thought. Did they want to ask her what she was doing, sitting in a hotel with a blindfold on?

Denna pulled her planner from beside her, placing it onto her lap. The next limit was about to be pushed. Her mind raced as her hand found its way between her legs. The heat was so intense, as she felt her slacks. They were sticking to her legs like a wet towel. She had to know. 

"Am I wet enough to soak through?" she asked herself. 

Panties wouldn't have mattered, merely one more piece of thin material -hardly enough to keep anything back. 

Denna took a deep breath, trying not to move her arm too noticeably, as she curled her first two fingers down and around the junction between her thighs. She thought of Him, knowing that He would touch her if He was sitting next to her while this unfolded. Denna flinched at the thought, wishing that He would just walk into the hotel and take her too a room. 

She was bold, getting away with it, and she knew the rewards He gave would be great. Saturated, Denna held nothing back. The heat of her excitement leaked like a dripping faucet. Then there was a voice.

"Can I get you anything?" Denna was sure it was the clerk from the front desk -obviously curious as too what she was doing. 

"A friend recommended I do this to relax." Denna replied with the safe statement that He had given to her. She then removed the blindfold. Looking at the clock before answering her, dying to know if she made it the full 10 minutes. It's was 9 minutes past. Just one minute shy. "Would there be a punishment?" 

When Denna finally looked into the desk clerks eyes, her hesitation was one of waiting for an answer. But, she looked at Denna as if she knew exactly what she'd been up too.

"Does it work?" she asked with a smile of disbelief.

"Not today it didn't." Denna returned the smile, carefully removing her other hand from under the planner, buried in spot she wanted Him to touch. She grasped the planner off her lap and began to stand up. 

Denna felt her heavy legs. She moved slowly, feeling the desire that had built up over such a short period of time. Denna tried to appear steady in her stance, as she smiled.

"I would think that a blindfold would work better on a bed with the lights out." the desk clerk said, giving her a wink.

"You'd be surprised how you can grab some personal time, especially when you need it." Denna replied, pulling the planner up in front of her, her nipples spiking through her bra, as she crossed her arms over it, blocking a possible view of them.

"Don't forget this." the desk clerk said, reaching for the blindfold, lying on the love seat behind her.

Denna placed the planner on the couch and then tied the blindfold back around her neck. The desk clerk smiled at how easily it worked in with her outfit and then said-

"You have a nice afternoon." she said with a long, curious smile, and then turned toward the desk, walking away.

"You too." Denna let out a long exhale, watching her leave.

Denna looked down and saw the flesh of her breasts. Peeking from her sweater, they were bright red, flushed, almost the same color as her sweater. It was obvious that she didn't by Denna's story. Her breasts were the cradling evidence.



The Hotel: A True Story



Personal note:

First, thank you all for the many encouraging comments about my first story. This is my first try at writing so I appreciate the support. I also want to clarify, these are true stories. And yes the humiliation of inadvertent and compelled exposure is very powerfully arousing for me. It's not voluntary exposure that excites, but a happening because of circumstance that renders me publicly exposed. In any case, I hope you enjoy this as well. Lisa

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"Ladies and gentlemen, from the flight deck, we apologize for the delay. There appears to be some confusion about our gate assignment, so we will be waiting here on the tarmac for a while longer."

The resulting groan from inside the cabin probably could have been heard from the control tower. 

First, our gate had changed in Houston and we had all had to race, not just to another gate, but to a different concourse. Then, we had been delayed in leaving while waiting for a crew. Then we had sat stacked on the runway. By the time we arrived in Atlanta, I was hot, tired, uncomfortable and irritated. Worst of all I had gone on this trip for a business convention at the last minute and the only seat available was a middle seat, and you guessed it, I was right between two very large people.

"At least," I thought, "if the plane crashed, I wouldn't have to rely on just my seatbelt to keep me from flying forward."

Finally we got to the gate. The sun was about to go down and I had been on a plane all day for what should have been a three hour trip. Fortunately, my luggage made it as well, so after struggling to get it out of the carousel, I dragged my bag out to the cab stand and into a sweltering evening. My cab ride was just another ordeal as the car's air conditioner was broken and by the time I reached the hotel, I was feeling really sweaty and gross.

The hotel was across the street from the convention site and though I would have preferred staying in the hotel there, but my last minute arrangements had me at the next best place. On the plus side, the clerk was very nice and apologized that she had to put me on the second floor where she warned I might still hear some street noise. I said I didn't care as long as the a-c worked.

She laughed and assured me I would be happy with the room. She explained the hotel had tinted the room windows so that they were a light barrier and stayed even cooler. I thanked her and dragged the bag to the elevator. After a hike down the hall and three attempts at the electronic key in the door, the fates smiled and I was in my room. It was very nice. The bathtub was a Jacuzzi style and I for the first time in hours felt optimistic. I twisted the spigots and the water started filling. 

It was actually starting to get dark outside by then. The western sky was streaked with red and pink. I turned on the lights in the room and immediately started to undress. I could not wait to get out of my sweaty clothing and rapidly stripped down to my birthday suit. Finally, as I took of my bra and panties, the cool air on my skin hit me like an epidermal refreshment. I stood in the middle of the room and held my arms up so that every inch of me could cool. The gauzy curtain and the tinted windows allowed me to see out, at the elegant hotel above the convention center across the street and the sunset that was a glorious display between the buildings without allowing anyone else to see in. Or so I assumed.

As I wrote in my other story, I am a naturally modest, "body self-conscious" (a term I heard on Oprah about women who get extremely embarrassed showing any anatomy) divorced mom of one child. When this happened I was 32 and had been divorced 4 years. I have short blonde hair-yes I color it- a cute face, stand 5-3 and weighed about 115 when this happened. I had a rather excessive breast augmentation, an idea of my ex husband's nine years earlier and so my measurements are 34DD 28 36. By that time my breasts were "settled" and though they are too big in my opinion, they do move and even hang a little like naturals. My ex even nicknamed them, to a very embarrassing effect, which he loved. Because unfettered they actually move and "knock" against each other with the slightest movement, he started calling them my "knockers". Even now that very term makes me blush.

So there I was, standing arms up, eyes closed, as I cooled off facing the window, believing I was invisible because of the window treatment. The room was just getting to a perfectly icy temperature when my cell phone suddenly rang. It was my boss calling to brief me on some issues I might encounter at the conference the next day. I immediately became caught up in the conversation and switched to my hands-free ear-bob so I could start unpacking as we talked. 

I bent over unzipping the bag and started putting things away. My business pantsuit went in the closet. My underwear went in the drawers. Back and forth I went, obliviously chattering away. At times I paused as he made a point and reacted. As I think I explained previously, I am half Italian and so I "talk with my hands" expressively. I gestured and moved like I was talking to someone standing right there or in the board room. 

At one point as I walked across the room I stepped on something sharp and hopped a few steps. In my naked state it had some pretty profound secondary anatomical effects. My breasts banged against each other and bounced as did my buns. I sat down on the bed facing the window and raised my foot up to inspect it. In that position one leg was turned outward while the other was bent at the knee and my foot was pulled up to my face. Needless to say, it created quite an awkward position that really opened my thighs. But no one could see in so, it did not bother me in the least. I finished the call, and had just hung up when I saw something across the street that drew my attention. I walked over, and hiding behind the curtain, peered out at what seemed to be a commotion in some of the rooms across the way. In two rooms some people appeared to be having a cocktail party. 

"No doubt a business gathering after hours," I thought.

They all seemed energized, laughing and all of them were looking at my window. I glanced over and saw several other rooms with men standing looking in my direction as well. A sudden, horrifying awareness began to churn my stomach. Then I saw the digital cameras and the cell phones being held up. 

In the room with the large gathering, a woman pointed directly at me as she turned to say something to the rest of the group. They erupted in laughter as she turned back and look right at my face. Then I knew. With the lights on, the gauze curtain and the tinting were completely neutralized. They had all had a completely unobstructed view of me for the last half hour. 

I immediately realized what they had observed. I had walked around! I had bent over! I had hopped! I had inspected my foot facing them! The humiliation crashed over me like a wave. I turned and RAN to the light switch and doused the room in darkness, realizing that as I did it they had seen, for all practical purposes, a rear view of a mini-streak!

I couldn't help myself. I went back to the window now hidden and looked out. The crowd was still laughing and clapping. The shame that they were laughing and had seen what I never intended just pierced me. Two of the people in the room wrote on a big piece of paper and held it up like a message.

It said, "Encore!"

I wanted to die.

That night I could not shed the disempowerment, the very sensation of public nudity and humiliation, the utter crushing victimization of such exposure for their amusement. And I got very aroused. It was an overpowering sensation of humiliation and despair and intense physical sexual reaction. I lay back on the bed and spread my legs. Shamed, I reached down below the rectangle of trimmed black hair and stroked softly along the shaved folds of my vagina. Greedily, I peeled back the protective flesh around my clitoris and strummed it. My breathing came faster and my nipples erupted in thick knobs of electric sensation. I reached up and gently twisted and pulled as my body began its inevitable intense trip to a crashing waterfall of an orgasm. As it did, I thought of the disabling experience of being seen so privately, and providing such humiliating entertainment for a bunch of people.

The result was intense and recurrent. I literally had a multiple "O". 

The next day, I got up dressed, and went across the street to the conference. At first things were okay. I visited the vendor's area, listened to a couple of presentations and then I started to notice something. Some people, men and women, stared at me. The looks ranged from curiosity to downright- how shall I say this- knowing, mocking smiles. That is when it hit me. They recognized me.

The realization was crippling. I blushed and became immediately so self conscious. I fled the area and tried to find a private place to collect myself, but no matter where I went I seemed to run into someone that I was just sure recognized me. 

A middle aged balding man said, "Well hello!"

I tuned and hurriedly walked away.

Another man in his sixties grinned at me and looked me up and down blatantly. He also looked at my company identification badge for the conference. My jaw dropped and my eyes went wide. I felt as good as naked right in front of him. It was worse when he said all suggestively, "Well, hello Lisa. It's nice to put a name to a body!"

I turned and was about to leave the hall when a woman who had walked up behind me said, "Well, if isn't Miss Two tone...."

For the second time in twenty-four hours I ran away from the scrutiny of these people.

Behind me, I heard the sound of their crippling laughter at my expense. I came home and I'd be lying if I didn't admit that I have replayed the situation a hundred times. And always with the same hypersexually arousing result.

Again, I have more stories. If you like these, let me know and I'll keep going. 

Lisa

Aka *Oops on lit chat and WardrobeOops in Lit personals



The Hotel and the Balcony Pt. 01



While I have been a long time reader of this site and a subscriber for few years this is my first completed attempt. Please enjoy and give feedback if you have any. Thanks a bunch!

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In a hotel room only a few floors above ground level we have a balcony that looks out over a high traffic shopping area. It is a beautiful late spring day with temperatures in the low 70s and a gentle cool breeze blowing over the nearby lake. We have the balcony doors open so the breeze invigorates our room. As afternoon begins to turn into evening we go out onto the balcony to discuss dinner plans. Your skin looks so soft and so warm in the rosy evening light that I just have to run my fingers along the exposed skin of your arm as your hand rests on the railing. My touching distracts you and you stop speaking. I stop moving my fingers to ask what is wrong but don't break contact.

You murmur that everything is wonderful and resume planning our evening. I resume my caresses and as my finger tips reach your should it makes you shiver. Your skin starts to get goose bumps, so I step behind you and start to run both of my palms up and down the outsides of your arms.

You sigh and relax, leaning back into me ever so slightly. I understand your signal and lay gentle kisses on the side of your neck. After a few seconds of my kisses you lose your train of thought and just give in to embracing the feelings of my hands and lips against your exposed skin as I turn my kisses to the other side of your neck.

Needing more stimulation you slowly turn around and we kiss. The kiss is light to start but quickly gains intensity and becomes very passionate with our tongues battling for space. Your turning around has allowed my hands to move to rubbing your back in little 'S' and 'C' shapes. You place your hands on either side of my face and take control of our make out session. 

This allows my hands to wander and they drift down to your firm, rounded ass. You bite my lower lip a bit when I squeeze, and then start kneading your cheeks. We're both breathing heavily as I run my hands up your back. When my hands reach the base of your neck you break the kiss just enough so you can lean back for some air. We're grinning at each other and I am in danger of getting lost in your eyes, even though they are barely open. 

Briefly a devilish smirk flashes across your face before pushing me back into the lounge chair. You climb into a kneeling position on top of me in the chair and resume the kissing. But your face doesn't stay put long and you start kissing along my jaw, at the base of my ear, and down my neck.

My hands are roaming from the middle of your back, over your butt and down the back of your thighs. Your hands are all over my upper body as your kisses descend and you start to scoot back down the chair. Your hands reach my waist band just as your kisses do and you switch to trailing your lips along the edge of the fabric teasing me.

Sensing my need you waste little time getting my erection free from its' confines and plant a kiss on the tip, tasting the juice of my arousal. You kiss down one side of my cock, and then up the other. When you get back to the tip you pause just long enough to look me in the eyes, and I can see smoldering lust. You lower your gaze and run your tongue around my member before engulfing it with your mouth. I groan as your soft lips close around me, tilt my head back and close my eyes as I melt to your expert ministrations. I feel your tongue rolling from side to side across the underside of my dick. A moan escapes my throat as you move your head forward and take me deep into yours. 

I gasp as you occasionally drag your teeth lightly. You are getting into it and I open my eyes enough to sit forward so that I can rub your shoulders in appreciation. You saliva is starting to escape the seal of your lips on my shaft and you begin sucking a bit to try to keep the lubrication in place.

This has a bonus effect on me and I start nearing orgasm. You can feel me swell and I can hear little moans from you. The encouragement pushes me over the edge and I release my cum into your mouth. Your head is just barely bobbing, and I can feel the movements of your tongue as you swallow my load.

As my orgasm subsides I reach down, place a hand under a chin and guide you back up for a deep kiss. You slip me your tongue and I can taste a little bit of my spunk. I can tell you got a thrill giving me back a little of my wares and I wrap you in my arms so I can stand us both up. I'm kissing all over the exposed flesh of your beautiful chest as I push you back against the balcony railing.

Your top is too form-fitting for me to easily remove so I just caress your breasts over the material. I start by rubbing where they slope gently away from your ribs. Then I use the heels of my hands to rub from your sides towards your sternum, and I can feel your taught nipples through the material as they slide past my palms. Reaching down for the hem of your shirt I bunch it up so that I can I run my kisses down over your stomach and abdomen.

Your breathing is becoming ragged even before I dig my hands into your waistband. I'm delighted to verify that you're not wearing any panties; which confirms my thoughts from earlier in the day when I couldn't see any outlines during the many times I was mesmerized by the sway of your hips.

I guide your skirt over the swell of your hips and let it fall to a pool at your feet. I slide my hands down your legs as I kneel and you spread your legs to give me access. I don't dive straight in, but instead trail long lines of little kisses up and down the inside of each of your thighs. Although I don't touch, I inhale deeply each time I move my face over your groin. There is no way I could ever get enough of the scent of your distinct femininity.

You start to give a little moan of protest at my slow pace, but it quickly turns to a sigh as I extend my tongue, press it flat on your labia, and drag it up towards your navel. I point my tongue as I get to your engorged clit and give it a few flicks up and down.

I elicit more sighs from you as I run my hands up and down your thighs. As my hands get near your wonderful pussy you put one leg up onto my shoulder and lean back into the railing. This helps thrust your sweet mound into my face and I bring my fingers in to gently splay your lips apart.

I'm enjoying the moisture that is now flowing from you and the gasping and moaning as I continue swirling my tongue over your little pleasure pebble. You have started grinding into my face and I know you're climbing up that wonderful mountain.

I place one hand at the small of your back and pivot my other so the fingers can hold you open. I'm trying to inhale you and noisily slurping up all I can. There is so much of your nectar that I can feel it dribbling down my chin.

Your breathing is stuttering, and then you explode, arching your back with a wail as you summit the mountain and orgasm. I slide a finger into you and start curling it against the little ridges of your insides to prolong your fall into the abyss and don't stop lapping at your clit as you convulse in ecstasy.

As your orgasm subsides you slide your leg off of my shoulder and gingerly place your foot back on the ground. I hold you with my hands on your hips while you regain your composure. I lean back and slide my hands up your front as I stand. This gets my hands under your top and you lift your arms to help me finally take it off of you.

Now fully standing we wrap our arms around each other and kiss passionately, our tongues dancing and dueling with each other. The remnants of orgasms on our tongues combine our escapades creating a unique cocktail all its own. Standing presses your warm breasts against my chest and traps my erect penis against soft swell of your firm belly.

I wrap my arms around you in an all encompassing bear hug, and lift you off your tip toes enabling me to spin us around. This puts us right in front of the lounge chair. Still locked in our hug I nibble on each of your ear lobes and start leaning over the chair. As I lay you into the lounge chair I slip my hands low so I can massage your behind again. I put a little too much into a swing of my hand and it connects to your ass with a resounding crack, causing you to yelp in surprise. I adjust my position while you lift your feet from the ground and bend your knees. I move forward with a gentle rock of my hips and slip into you easily. As I bottom out and our pubic regions meet you wrap your legs around me and link your feet at the small of my back.

We pause for just a few seconds and revel in our conjoining. I can sense your need but am determined to go slowly. I start by slowly grinding into you and kissing and sucking at your neck. I lift myself on my elbows so that I can pinch, twist and tug softly your nipples. I see your stomach muscles tighten then relax as you back arches and you cum suddenly with a squeal. I change to sliding my palms over your nipples so your breasts move up and together, then juggle as I drop my hands. I keep moving in shallow little thrusts until you come back down.

We roll over so that I'm sitting reclined and you're on top. You start moving, rocking your hips slowly, then in steady circles, but before long are riding me hard, using your legs to sharply thrust your hips back and forth while I brace you with my hands on your sides. Your head tilts back and we fuck as if our lives depend on it. One of your hands twisting in your hair, your mouth is wide open and your other hand has two fingers extended rhythmically pushing on your clitoris.

I wrap my hands backward and lower as I increase the pressure which makes you slow down. I get a firm grip on your thighs to hold you against me and start lifting my hips. This drives me incredibly deeply into you. I can feel my tip bumping into your cervix and revel in our connection. The pressure is building in me and we pause just long enough to lower the back of the chair. You lay forward so that our stomachs are touching, but your breasts still dangle, barely brushing against my chest. You push your clit into my nest of pubic hair and we rock together. I can't stand it anymore and cum, moaning loudly, spurting into your warm vagina. You are swollen from arousal so tight around me that we both feel every surge. Three or four squirts into my orgasm your shiver and shake as another orgasm ripples through you.

Now spent and satisfied, I collapse into the chair to catch and you fall with me. As our breathing and heart rates come back to normal you lift your head and we look each other in the eyes. Your eyes are dancing and I can feel a shit eating grins on my face that has to be a match for yours. Then the sound of slow, gentle clapping drifts up on the breeze and we remember where we are. We freeze and I watch your eyes go wide. You clamber off of me and we both scamper inside giggling as cat calls and wolf whistles chase us through the door of the balcony and back into the room.

Now about those dinner plans...



The Hotel Attic



Thank you all for such a strong response on my last story. I wrote this one after I met My Toy but before we had started our adventure. It is not a true story as those are but still a hot thought. I hope you enjoy and thanks again for all the feedback. It is always appreciated greatly. 

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The hotel was quiet that night. All guests were checked in except one. There was plenty of other work to get done before the next shift arrived. She pulled a luggage rack into the back office to load extra supplies to be taken to the attic. She was loading the last box when the main door opened and she heard him at the counter. 

They talk briefly as the normal check-in goes smoothly. She wishes him a good night and follows him to the elevator with the loaded cart in tow. 

He asks if he could be of any help. She accepts his offer knowing the boxes are heavy. He unloads his own baggage in his room and joins her on the top floor to access the attic. 

The attic is full of extra supplies from every department. Miscellaneous furniture scattered throughout the room, boxes of front desk supplies in one corner, housekeeping boxes in another corner, and pool or maintenance parts in another. 

They finish unloading the cart and turn towards the door. As she reaches to open it, he grabs her arm and spins her around to him. She loses her balance and falls into him. He catches her and holds her against him. Holding her there, he kisses her and presses her up against the door. 

He notices she is not resisting him and kisses her harder. It soon becomes a very heated kiss and leads to more, quickly. His hands move down her body. They briefly squeeze her breasts through her uniform. He reaches down and grabs her round ass firmly with both hands and lifts her up; against the wall. Her legs wrap around him and squeeze. 

His kiss is still firm and does not break in the movement. Her nails scrape his chest as she rips open his dress shirt. Buttons fly through the air in all directions. His hands quickly work to open her uniform blouse and release her firm breasts. 

He turns her away from the wall and carries her over to an extra desk. Her legs still wrapped around him. He leans into her pushing her back onto it and pulls her blouse down over her shoulders but traps her arms before they are free of the long sleeves. He holds her arms secure behind her. 

She struggles to break free but realizes he has her bound and does not waste time in taking advantage of it. He moves from her lips to her neck. His hot breath causes her to let out a soft moan as she tilts her head back, giving him more access to her skin. 

Her legs tighten their grip around him, pulling him closer into her. She feels his excitement through his slacks pressing against her. He seems to grow every second he enjoys biting on her flesh. 

She struggles again to free her arms so she can grasp his growing erection. She wants to feel him. Anyway she can. He keeps her seized. He moves down to her chest as he keeps his grasp on her. He buries his face between her breasts just above her bra. One hand stays clutched to her trapped arms and the other unsnaps her bra, releasing her firm size Cs from their still hanging sling. 

He leans forward to take one into his mouth. He bites down on a nipple causing another moan from her, then the other one. He continued alternating for a short time, sending small shocks through her with every bite. 

He releases her arms, allowing her blouse and bra to drop. Revealing her chest to him fully, he leans forward. Her hands free, she grabbed the back of his head and pressed his face directly between her swollen nipples and held him there. 

Her heels dig into his ass like spurs, pushing him further into her spread legs. He reacts and presses his stiff cock against her even harder. He scoops her off of the desk and stands her in front of it. 

They both reach to remove another layer of restricting attire from each other as they stumble over to a sofa. (She manages to get his belt loose) They lean against the back of the sofa as he unsnaps her uniform slacks; he follows them to the ground. His face is directly in front of her craving pussy. He can smell her sex getting wetter and cannot hold himself back. He reaches up and removes her soaked thong giving him her full scent. 

"Eat my pussy." She instructs him. 

He dives into her crevice with tongue fully operating her mound. His tongue massages around her lips and pushes its way to her already sensitive clit. He enjoys her moist morsel for a long span of time. He finishes his feast by lapping up her juices as they start to run down her leg. He feels her body quiver in orgasm and tastes her release it into his mouth and onto his face.

"Don't stop! Make me cum again!" She almost screams it. She holds the back of his head in place between her legs. She wants to feel more of his mouth. The heat of his breath is making her cum harder than she ever has. The talented movement of his tongue is entrancing. 

She arches her back as she still jumps often from his touch. She is beyond sensitive and almost can't take another forceful orgasm yet this soon. Then she feels him insert a finger into her dripping hole and she has no choice as she feels it building to an emphatic surge. She manages to bite her lip to keep from alerting the entire hotel of their activity. 

The intenseness of her full-body quake has his cock throbbing with anticipation. He is ready to take her and fill her with his length. 

He stands up to her and she kisses him hard. She can taste her own release on his lips and it makes her even hotter and more determined to return the pleasure. 

She leads him over to a wingback chair. She pulls at his slacks at his waist and lets them fall to the floor. She pushes him back into it as she also drops to the floor and clutches his erect staff in her hands. She slides her tongue over it a few times slowly to make sure he is wet. She strokes his entire length increasing speed as she goes. Alternating between her mouth and her hand, she keeps him close to that building edge, but does not let him get too close....yet. 

She moved her body as she sucked him. Up 'n down on him she moved; sometimes looking up at him to see the expression on his face. She liked the taste of him and the feeling of him lancing her throat. She slowed her motions and kept him from exploding too soon. She circled his cock repeatedly and slid her tongue all around it; giving him a flick on his tip occasionally. Then she increased again to bring him quickly back to that edge. 

She knows that most guys will have one good orgasm and be done for the evening. She had a hunch that he was not one of those 'most guys'. 

She slid down on him to the base. She had him fully down her throat when she heard an attempted muffle of a scream. Then she tasted her success as she felt it shoot down her gullet. She did not stop until she was sure he had spent his full load into her.  

He tried to contain his vocal expressions but had little accomplishment. She smiled as she heard his ardor. 

She continued to stroke him hoping not to lose the full erection. She did not want to stop not even to take a break. She kept him stimulated enough to climb on top of him in the chair and straddle his lap. 

His cock was solid again as she directed it into her inviting wetness. They both moaned out as they felt the entry and her muscles tighten around him. She began to slide slowly up 'n down on him. 

He took hold of her hips and initiated pumping her pussy. The movements were slow at first. They matched rhythm with her bouncing and his thrusting as they got faster. He was pounding his full staff into her and she was slamming herself back down onto him. They were both trying to keep from waking any other guests but it was not easy. 

She grabbed the back of the chair to give herself leverage in her progression. Her breasts hung and swayed in his face and he could not help but bite down on her erect nipples as they came into reach. 

She can feel the walls of her inside spasm and tighten around him. She knows she is close to another shattering orgasm. 

He suddenly tightens his grip on her hips and pulls her off of him. Surprised and slightly disappointed, she looks down at him. He has a smile and simply says, "Not yet."

He stands her up and walks her back over to the desk. He stands behind her and leans her over it. He slides his hands down her back and lightly smacks her ass. That is what he wants. He slowly but firmly runs his hands over her cheeks as he separates them. He leans in and slides his cock down her crevice. 

The tip threatens entry and does not wait for her reaction. He slides right into her rear entry. She clutches the desk and bites her lip to keep from screaming out loud. He is buried inside her completely before he starts to really pound her. 

Again, he takes hold of her hips and begins to increase his speed. He thrusts in and out of her tight ass. She cannot make a sound. If she does, it will be a scream of ecstasy. She keeps her teeth clenched tight on her lips. 

She matches his thrusts to her own back at him. He continues to pound her until she cannot take anymore. He can tell that she is about to lose control of herself and her sounds. 

He reaches up her back and grabs a handful of her long hair. Then, with the final plunge into her, he releases his own spray. She can feel it splash deep inside her dark hole. They are both trembling together as they are spread across the desk. She can feel her own juices running down her shaking legs. 

They stay leaned over the desk in a heated heap for a long while before they gather themselves and get dressed. Very little is said on the elevator ride back down into the hotel. He kisses her hard once more before departing on his floor. 

She thanks him for a wonderful time before the door closes and she returns to the front desk to wait for the next shift.