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Room 307

By: winkna55



I slide the key through the lock on the hotel door. I enter the room and see you there, sitting in an armless chair as I instructed, clothing removed, blindfolded. 

I walk over to the chair and stand behind you, tracing my nails lightly down your neck and across your chest. I pinch your nipples hard as I kiss your neck, your ear, my breath warm on your skin. I unbutton my blouse and take it off. You feel my breasts against your back as I run the coolness of the silky fabric back and forth over your hard cock. 

I wrap your hair around my hand and pull your head to one side and I whisper in your ear to stay still. I move around in front of you and put a breast against your parted mouth. Your tongue darts out to lick it, but I pull your hair harder and away. I told you not to move. Slowly I allow you take my nipple in your mouth to suck and bite it. My free hand closes lightly on your throat. I moan as your tongue darts around my nipple. I pull your head away and kiss you, tightening my grip on your throat. 

I remove your blindfold and instruct you to touch yourself while I unzip my skirt and let it fall to the floor. Watching you makes me wet, and I tell you to touch my pussy so you can understand how wet I am for you. I lean forward and kiss you while you as your fingers enter me, my breath quickens and a shiver of pleasure runs through me. 

I take your hand from my pussy and put it to your mouth so you can taste me. You lick your fingers as I straddle you to rub my wet pussy against your cock, sliding along the shaft and almost allowing you to enter me, but not quite. I pull your head back sharply by your hair and take your fingers from your mouth, kissing you deeply as feel your cock slide against me. I feel your hips move against toward mine; I haven't told you to move. I stand and slap you hard twice. 

I kneel in front of you, raking my nails over your nipples and down your torso as I do so. I slowly spread your knees farther apart and faintly touch your inner thighs. I take your hair in one hand, and place my other hand on the chair beside your hip. I lean over your cock, my hair touching it lightly. You can feel my breath against your hardness. You squirm in your chair and I slap you again, harder. I return to your cock, and slowly lick your shaft, tasting myself on you. I move my tongue around the head slowly as you watch me. I wrap one hand around your cock and take you into my mouth. I know you want it faster so I don't give it to you. 

I feel you hit the back of my throat and I indicate you can move. You start fucking my mouth, gradually increasing in speed. You place your hands on my head, forcing me to take you deeper, and I can feel my wetness dripping as your cock uses my mouth. I place my hands on your hips so I can pull you closer to take more of you, digging my nails into your skin. 

I pull away, and straddle you. With my hands around your throat, I look into your eyes and I slowly start to lower myself onto your hard cock. I let you touch my breasts, and you pinch my nipples hard. I start to move up and down on you, and force you to be still while I use you. When I'm ready to be fucked, you move your hips against mine and we buck against one another. I put your hands at my throat too, and take you into me faster and faster. I take one of your hands from my throat, and lubricate your finger with the wetness from our sex. You finger my ass as we fuck harder and harder. I feel the tension grow in both of our bodies as eyes locked we climax. 

I make you lie down on the bed and I straddle your face. You lick my pussy soft and slow, putting your tongue inside me to taste us both. I touch my breasts as you put your fingers inside me, and your tongue on my clit. You put your hands on my ass to pull me close, and when you spank me I cum hard against your mouth. 

You return to your chair. I dress and leave. Until next time.

Room 307 Hotel CA



She was the first thing I noticed when I walked into the hotel lobby. Her long dark hair and perfect curves caught my eye. She turned to glance my way and I saw she was wearing dark glasses and she raised a disapproving eyebrow. She seemed to be stern, and I thought she must be a school teacher or someone who yells at people all day. She stood at the reception desk and seemed to be waiting. I started my check in with the odd man behind the counter and at the end he said "You're in 307, please sir if you need anything just let me know. Enjoy your stay at the hotel California" I stole a last glance at her as I picked up my bag, I noticed her silky muscled calves and pointed black heels, stockings and a skirt with enough length to say professional but short enough to say dangerous. She seemed angry to be waiting, and I thought whoever is about to meet her is in for a cruel surprise. 

Getting to my room was a relief after so much travel, I looked around tested the taps and opened my bag. Got ready for a well deserved shower. I wasn't there for more than a couple of minutes when I could hear something out side. I stopped the shower to realize someone was knocking at my door. I grabbed a towel and was about to yell "hold up" but when I opened the bathroom door, she was standing there. 

"How did you get in my room?" I said trying to get the towel around my waist.

She slapped my face.

"Who told you to speak?" 

"What are you doing..." I tried to reply.

She slapped me again.

"Maybe you don't deserve this you stupid..."

"Look lady if this is your room...?"

"My room?! My room!?"

I had said the wrong thing. The fire in her eyes got hotter. She grabbed my hair and started to pull me out of the bathroom and into the room. She stood me in the center of the room and removed my towel. She moved a plush chair and sat in front of me. She crossed her legs. She stared at me and I felt so shy, embarrassed. This Woman was looking at me like a wolf hunting prey.

She laughed "Perhaps you will do. Are you scared little boy?"

All I could do was stand there.

"I asked you a question!" she demanded.

I tried to speak but couldn't. 

She stood up calmly but with more lust in her eyes. She clamped her right hand around my throat. It wasn't too tight but I had to work for air. She got close to my ear.

"You are mine. My toy. If you displease me you will not like what happens to you, if you please me, you will be rewarded." and she bit my ear lobe.

"Owww" I reacted foolishly. She slapped me again and I froze.

"Let me see...". She stared to walk around me slowly. Touching me with one finger, across my back and over my chest and slowly she circled around lower, and just when she was about to touch my cock that was almost full she stopped.

"On your knees".

I fell to my knees and she wrapped her hand around my hair and pulled my face into her dress. 

She pulled my face in close and I felt her leg twitch just a little. She pulled me away and laughed at me.

"You like that don't you?" she said.

"yes" I weakly muttered.

"What?!"

"Yes! Please can I have more?

"Now you are beginning to learn."

She slowly slid down her dress, her black lace underwear against her milky white hips pulled my eyes attention. She turned around to show me perfect ass, round and just enough bounce. I moved my face closer but she stopped me.

"If you are good..."

"Thank you" I blurt out pathetically.

She laughed cruel at me.

She removed her top and I could just see the edges of her breast from behind. 

"Sit in the chair and you may touch your self."

I move quickly to the chair and reach down and it feels so good to feel how hard I am.

She moves around so I can see her remover her bra, her luscious breast fall a little as the bra lets them go. She moves them close to me as I sit and stroke myself. I can feel them brush against my face. So close to my mouth and yet so far. I try to lick them and she moves them away.

She slaps my hand away from my cock. 

"No! You break the rules you don't get to please your self. I never said lick. Hands and knees!"

"But I am sorry I ..."

She grabs my throat as I sit in the chair. Don't speak you..." She leans and she whispers in my ear "Hands and knees now."

I get down on my hands and knees and she sits in the chair.

"Get me a glass of water!" 

I start to get up.

"Did i tell you to stand?" and she kicks me down from behind. 

I crawl to the bathroom, not knowing what will come next. I try to bring her water crawling and when I look at her she sits legs spread bare and I can see her soft pink glisten. 

I give her the water. She gestures for me to come closer. She grabs my hair and brings my face closer.

"Please me with your tongue."

I start to lick gently and I melt at her taste. I look up and she is drinking her water looking away seemingly bored. I stop holding back and pure passion takes over and all I want is to make her cum, make her scream with pleasure. Suddenly I understand my purpose in life. To please her every sexual desire. I moan with pleasure as I swallow every drop she gives me.

She pulls my head away. She smiles. She lays me on the floor and slowly stands over me. Lowering herself to ride my rock hard cock. She sits and slowly slides me inside of her. I can feel me filling her. Her eyes give away her pleasure. When she reaches the bottom and starts to grind her hips with slow cruel twists. Reaching down she puts her hand on my throat. My throb with pleasure and she knows I am hers to play with. She slaps me with her other hand. 

"Speak." She says and lets go of my neck. I gasp for a breath and I let words flow faster than I can think.

"You are so beautiful, so passionate, so cruel, your tits are amazing your ass is perfect..." and on and on. Telling her every detail about how she is everything I ever desired, very inch of her is a wish, a dream come true. She laughs at me with such heartlessness. She wraps both hands around my neck and a struggle to talk.

"I can't hear you toy? I said speak!" She grinds deeper. I can't speak or even form words in my mind, my eyes roll up in my head and all I feel is pleasure. Suddenly I have breath and she slaps me.

"You are so disappointing. Sad little boy." She gets up and sits in the chair. She inspects her nails as I catch my breath and feel my face sting and my dick scream for more as her lust drips down my balls. 

I crawl to her and beg her. "Please may I have more... I need to please you."

"You think you deserve more?! Haha. Look at me! Look at this body, my skin, my tits, you think you deserve my perfect hard nipples. You think you are even in the same dimension as me! Haha. Sad little boy!" 

She raises her foot and places it on my head, and lowers it to the floor. I must kiss her feet. I do. And before I can think I am licking and sucking her toes. She laughs again. She speaks but I am gone, grabbing her ankles and licking faster, sucking harder. 

She reaches down and grabs my hair, she pulls me slow and hard, and I resist her pull just to feel it more.

She stands pulling me along and she pulls me past her on to the chair. I land sitting and when my eyes focus she is on her knees. She spreads my legs. "Don't watch me you pig." 

And I close my eyes...

Every move, every lick, every suck is a blur of pleasure. Long licks, fast deep sucking with strokes of ecstasy. Slow long hard licks that make me quiver. Moves I could never describe. I forget who I am with and I move my hands to her head and I take over. She moves her hands away and lets me push deeper. I feel her moan as I reach deep to her throat. she pulls up and she drools all over me. I started to hear her speaking. She had let go and was telling my rock hard cock that she loved having it in her mouth and hands. and suddenly she groaned. "Look at me!" she smiles knowing she has me. she reaches and feels my balls. Clamping my dick at the base, she smiled and kept on stroking me hard and mean. As we looked into each other eyes she smiled at my fear, I knew I would do anything she asked. I knew there was no way I could deny her the slightest pleasure. I was her slave. Her toy. Her anything. 

She looks over glasses and says "Follow me."

She moves over to the bed and crawls on her hands and knees. I get up and keep giving my dick a work out.

I move closer to the bed and she says to hurry and I jump fast to move inside her. I start to fuck her hard and fast. Getting as deep as I can.

"Pull my hair!" she demands, and I twist my fingers deep in her hair, move her head down pull and push even deeper inside her. I pull and thrust over and over. I see her toes curl and I pull harder. I reach to feel her breast. It fills my hand perfectly and I start to pinch her nipples.

"Oh fuck!" she screams out. I feel her pussy get tighter as she orgasms and I can't hold back. I cum hard. The cum pulses out of my cock with hard rhythmic beats. She feels my release and her whole body shocks and we look into each others eyes and she starts to smiles shyly. I start to see her as a shy, sweet, innocent, kind person, and suddenly I'm in pain. She has slapped me again. She pushes me away and again on to the floor. She moves to sit down on my face, 

"Who told you to cum you selfish boy! I never should have thought you could please me." and she sits hard on my face and I can feel my warm cum on my lips. I start to lick deep trying to get all of my cum from her. "Mmmmm good boy" she moans.

Slowly she stands and gets dressed and I lay on the floor, my legs twitching, convulsing between fits of euphoria.

As I see she is dressed and ready to leave I try to get up but stumble, my legs are still numb. I get half way when she leans down and kisses me, tasting both of us on my lips. 

"Maybe we will meet her again little boy, maybe." and she laughed her self out of the room. All I could think is there is so much more I want to do to please her.



Room 307: My Plaything



Hello room. My favourite room.

You are already here, waiting for me. You are sitting in a swivel chair at the desk, hands placed on the arm rests. I've told you not to touch yourself. You are reading a story about our last encounter. About cumming on my breasts and my throat. About licking me clean everywhere. You're just my plaything, but my whole body is vibrating in anticipation. I can see your erection through your pants and I smile. I'm looking forward to using it. Using you. 

I turn the chair to face me. I run my fingers through your beard with my right hand, nails lightly raking over your skin. I pull you toward me and kiss you, softly at first. I let my tongue run lightly over the inside of your lip, then into your mouth to meet your tongue. I take your beard in my hand and tug you towards me, kissing you more intensely. I let my other hand rest on your bulge. I let you press into my hand for a moment, then pull away from you and slap you hard before kissing you harder. 

I walk behind you and take off your jacket, kissing your neck. I press my hands into your forearms to keep you still as I kiss and lick your ears and throat. I can feel you quivering with each little lick and bite as I move my hands to wrap them around your throat, squeezing as I continue my kisses. I take your hair out of its tie, pulling it a little as a do so. Just a little. Just enough to frustrate. 

I unbutton your shirt slowly, touching your chest and pinching your nipples hard as I go. I slide my fingers into the waistband of your pants, almost but not quite touching you where you want me to. You don't get that yet. You don't get me yet. Sometimes I'm not sure you should get me at all. I undo your belt and slowly remove it from its loops. I place it carefully on the desk. I plan to use it later. 

You lift yourself slightly in the chair so I can pull your pants and underwear off, slowly letting my fingertips graze your cock and scratch your inner thighs as I do. Kneeling in front of you I lick your nipples, biting and sucking them hard. I can feel your cock rise up against my blouse as I do. I bring my mouth down to your hand, still resting on the chair arms. I slowly lick your fingertips before lifting one of your hands to my mouth. I lean forward as I do so that my breasts brush against your cock through my blouse and you can feel the hardness of my nipples. I take your thumb in my mouth, moving my tongue around it slowly, alternating between nips and tongue play. I move from one finger to the next, taking them in my mouth deeper, sucking hard, biting, letting my tongue swirl around your fingertips. I can't help but get wet as I do this and hear your response, you begging me to keep going, thanking me. 

I order you to stand. Wrapping your hair around my hand I pull you over to the bed and pull you to your knees in front of it, your face into my skirt. I hold you there tightly, making it hard for you to breathe. I push you away slightly. You're inches from me as I unbutton my shirt, slowly revealing my breasts. I unzip my skirt and bend forward at the waist slightly to slide it over my hips, my nipples almost but not quite close enough for you to lick. I step out of my skirt, now just in my heels, thigh high nylons and lacy thong. I pull you by the hair into my pussy, making you tongue me through the fabric. You take hold of my ass and press me closer to your mouth, trying to move the thin fabric with your tongue. I feel your tongue slide into my wetness and catch my breath. I kneel too, and you pull my hair hard to the side and kiss and lick my neck. I start to breath hard and ragged, my hips pushing towards you. I moan as you pinch my nipple with your free hand, then move your mouth down to bite and suck them. It hurts and I like it. You hold me there in pleasure until I want to beg you to fuck me; I order you to stop. There is so much more I want first. 

I stand and leave you on your knees. I turn my back to you and lower my thong, hooking my thumbs over the lace and leaning forward as I pull them over my hips and to the ground in one slow movement. I move my legs apart. You beg and I say yes, inviting you to lick my ass and pussy as I place my hands on the bed and push back onto your tongue. I feel your fingers slide into me, stroking my g spot while you continue to tongue me. It's too much to take. I climax, my body shaking. 

I stand and walk over to the desk to retrieve your belt. I sit on the chaise and order you lie across my lap, your cock pressing against my pussy, pre-cum dripping onto me making me even wetter. I loop your belt around your neck, knowing each time you try to pull away it will get tighter. I hold the end of the belt and your hair in the same hand. I lightly run my fingertips over your ass, and when I spank you you jump, causing you to choke and have your hair pulled at the same time. I spank you again and again, loving the feeling of your cock slide against my clit over and over. 

I order you to your hands and knees, and use the belt to walk you over to the bed. You climb up onto it. I remove the belt and take a pair of handcuffs from my purse. You are face up, and I attach them to your wrists using the bed frame as an anchor. The chain is long enough so I will be able to turn you over later. I pull you by your beard towards me for deep kiss. From the bedside table I take a bottle of massage oil, and slowly drip it over your body, its coldness startling you.

I massage you, starting with your hands, working my way up your arms. I straddle you, your cock sliding against my pussy as I continue working my hands over your neck, shoulders, chest. I pinch your nipples, then take them one at a time in my mouth, sucking and biting hard. My breasts are also now covered in oil, and I slide them against you. I work the muscles in your thigh, avoiding your hard cock. I work out the kinks in your legs before placing my hands on your hips and lowering my mouth to your hardness, using my tongue and sucking it the way I did your fingers. You rise up against my mouth, but each time you do I pull away a little, frustrating you. I take my mouth from you, giving you a final flick of my tongue before making you turn over. I massage your back, pressing hard into the muscles. I work down the backs of your legs, the bottoms of your feet and then come back up to your ass. I drip more oil onto your ass and crack, massaging the muscles deeply and deliberately, pressing my thumbs closer and closer to your asshole, teasing you. I start to kiss your ass, nipping you with my teeth, then run my tongue along your crack. I spread your legs and part your cheeks with my hands and start to flick my tongue against your asshole while you grind your hard cock into the mattress. You try to push back against me as I dart my tongue inside you. You moan and beg as I tongue-fuck you. 

I drag my body against yours and lie with my breasts against your back, one of my legs hooked over one of yours to pin it in place and keep them apart. I bring one of my arms around your neck, your throat choked in the crook of my elbow, your hair pulled taut in my hand. I run my other hand down your back and ease my oiled finger into your ass, grinding against you as I do, choking you, pulling your hair to expose your neck so I can kiss it. 

I release you and make you prop yourself up on your forearms and knees, cuffs tugging at your wrists. I tie your hair around your throat. I move so that I am under you between your thighs. I run my tongue over your cock, letting your bring it to my mouth. I need it. I touch myself. I don't think I've ever been so wet. As I pleasure myself I push my finger into your ass again as your fuck my mouth faster and faster, almost choking me with how deeply I'm taking you. I feel your body tense and know you're going to cum. I moan in anticipation, feeling myself going over the edge. I cry out as my climax rocks through my body and you come in my mouth. I gently release your cock, swirling my tongue around it as I swallow. I move and you collapse on the bed, shaking. I undo the cuffs, and hold you from behind, stroking your hair. You behaved so well, my plaything. Maybe next time I'll let you fuck me.



Room 307: Next Time



It's dark in the room. 

I can't see anything and I'm waiting for your return. For your touch. 

I am laying on the bed, hands tied to the headboard, legs parted and bound. I can feel the cool air on my skin. I wriggle around, trying to make use of the toy you've left in me, but it only serves to frustrate me in the most delicious way. I want to touch myself to release the tension, but I can't. 

I want you more than I've ever wanted anyone. To be teased by you, on fire at the thought of being touched by you, fucked by you. Just the thought of your hands on my body, your mouth, your skin against mine makes me wet. The memory of all the little sounds and growls you make while you fuck me. When we're rough with each other and when we're gentle. I think of these things often and am grateful the day has come again when I can feel you against me. To have you use me anyway you want. 

I hear the key slide into the lock, and smile. You're back. My hips move in anticipation of your touch. 

I feel your mouth against mine, and the rough cloth of your jacket against my skin. You kiss me in a soft and teasing way that only heightens my desire for you. I lift my head to get closer to you, and you gently pull away. 

I hear you undoing your belt and the thought of your cock makes me even wetter. I hear your clothes fall to the ground piece by piece, and then feel the bed dip down as you join me. You run your fingertips lightly along my cheek and I try to catch your fingers in my mouth before you move them over my throat, along the sides of my breasts, over my hips. I shiver and arch my back, wanting so much more of you. 

I hear a sound. Ice in a glass. I jump as I feel the combination of your warm mouth and cold ice on my nipple. I bite my lower lip and buck towards you fruitlessly. I feel you lower your palm to my sex and I push up against it, longing for you. 

Please fuck me. I've waited so long. 

You won't yet. 

I feel your breath on my bare pussy, hot and cold at the same time, and you slowly remove the toy while licking me. I moan and arch towards you, feeling your fingers enter me. I breathe in sharply and beg for your cock. Please. I need to feel your hard cock inside me. I need it. I need you. 

You enter me so slowly over and over. I want so badly for you to fuck me hard, but you won't let me have that yet. You want me to beg, and I will. I will do whatever you want me to. 

You kiss me again, soft and slow while pinching my nipple hard. I can taste myself on your tongue and I love it. 

You straddle my chest and I can feel your cock against my face. I move my head, searching for it with my tongue. I find it and take you in my mouth. With your hands resting on the headboard, you fuck my mouth. You release one of my bound hands so I can touch myself while I take you deeper into my throat. You reach down and pull my hair, pulling me closer and you deeper and I cum, moaning and choked by your hard cock. 

You turn around so we're in sixty-nine, once again licking my pussy. You lower yourself towards my face, this time letting my tongue slowly, steadily explore your ass as my free hand takes your cock in a firm grip and strokes you hard. I feel your tongue dart between my folds as I rise to meet it, your hands now under my ass pulling me closer. I feel you finger me. My whole body is alive in pleasure. 

You move back up to face me and place your cock between my breasts and let my other hand free. I push my breasts together and interlace my fingers overtop of your cock as you slide against me. When you move forward, I lick you to taste your pre cum and myself on you. You pump faster and faster, your hands now at my throat. I groan in anticipation as you get closer and closer, my heart racing with every thrust forward, every sound you make. I want you to cum on my chest and throat. I want to feel your warmth on me as you use my body. Please. 

Please.



Room 307: She is His Toy



I come into the room and she is waiting for me. I walk up to her, She is sitting in a chair. I bend down and pick up a short small rope. I tie her wrist to the chair. I move around and see her bite her lip. I bend to tie the second, and as I finish I move to whisper in her ear.

"I have been thinking about you. I touch myself and make myself cum while I see you in my mind. You are my perfect toy."

She moans, and I smile. I put on her blindfold, as he moans again.

I bind her legs to the chair and stand in front of her. I take off my clothes. I walk around and stand behind her. I touch her back with my finger tips, her shoulders, and down her arms. She tries to move her arms but can't. I move my hands around to her chest. Feeling and holding her breasts, gently touching her nipples. My blood is flowing faster. Around my hands go, touching every inch of her. My gentleness is giving way to my passion and I slowly touch her with more desire. She bites her lip. I kiss her neck gently. Give her earlobe just the tiniest lick. 

I grab her breast again but for my own pleasure, and she squeaks. She squirms in her chair and I laugh. I move in front of her so I can touch her legs. I bend down, her thighs quiver as I run my hands over them. 

"Please don't. You can't. You shouldn't," she begs.

"I can't help myself, I need to feel you. You are all I desire. I want to feel how wet I make you." 

I gently hold her face while I reach between her legs and I move my fingers slowly down until I am close. I can feel where it gets wet and I push my finger to separate her lips.

"Please, we can't!" she lets out but her voice isn't convincing. 

I slowly bring my hand up and away. I move it towards her lips and she can sense my finger and she opens her mouth. I let her lick my finger lightly. Her body shakes just a little as she tastes herself. She struggles with her ropes and she tries to free her wrists. I move my cock towards her fingers, she senses it's close and tries to grab it but can only touch it with her finger tips. Her wrists tied down make it impossible for her to get a grip. She frustratingly grumbles her struggle. I let her grab it hold it and I can see her relax and she tries to shift in the chair. I pull away from her and just look. I stand, wait and watch. As time passes I can feel she is insecure and she tries to move not knowing where I am she tries to sense me. Moving quietly I get in front and close, I start to tell her about how I am touching myself, how she drives my mind to incredible pleasures. I tell her all the things I do to her in my dreams. Both awake and asleep. She smiles and I can see she is getting restless.

"Please let me..." She lets out.

"No." I say say before she can finish. "This is my time. You will do as please."

"Yes master" she gives in knowing she can't escape. 

I position her in the chair so I can taste her. Her wetness is delicious and slowly makes me loose control. Licking sucking touching her pussy for so long I don't know how much time passes. All I hear are her moans of pleasure and all I feel is waves of euphoria. I start to guide a finger inside her as my tongue plays with her clit. She moves her hips and I guide my finger to her G spot. She tries to move away as the pleasure seems too much but I don't stop. I tell her to let go and I move my hand faster. Harder. I remove her blindfold so she can look in my eyes. Quickly the chair looks like a waterfall. Her legs twitch and I thrust in a second finger and get her back to the point of coming hard again.

"Yes!" she says over and over. And again she releases and she soaks down the chair and her thighs. 

My cock hard in my hand can wait no more. I kiss her. She passionately kisses back trying to taste herself on my lips. I put my hand on her throat. 

"If I untie you will you be good?"

"Yes master." She smiles coy. 

I untie her legs and wrists and hold her by her hair. I put her in her knees and lightly bind her hands behind her back. Moving in front of her I stand with my dick inches from her. She moves her mouth to my cock. I grab her hair.

"Did I say you could taste my cock?"

I pull her head back. Lay my balls in her mouth and the she feels the weight of my hard cock laying on her face. She licks and sucks my balls furiously and I start to jerk off while she looks up at me. 

I pull them away and she tries hard to keep them in her mouth. Jerking my cock with one hand used the other to pull her up by her hair. I kiss her neck and I stroke myself long and slow. 

I move her to the bed. On her knees and bend her over, hands still bound behind her. I give her a spank. 

She says "Thank you." 

I give her another just a little harder. Again she thanks me. 

Slow sharp spanks and moans of tingly painful thank yous.

The time is now and I slide my cock easily into her wet waiting pussy. Fucking her hard and fast. She begs for me to slow down and I don't. I can't. Grabbing her hips and pounding ruthlessly. Her asshole stares up at me. I can't resist. I spit in her ass and slowly slide my finger in. 

She moans more as I slide my finger in her tight ass. Her eyes roll back. I keep fucking her hard but slower and guiding another finger in her ass. Feeling how tight her ass is drives me wild. I give her another spank.

"Please." She whispers

"Please what?"

"Please master I need your cum."

I untie her hands and push her over on her back. I demand she play with herself and she doesn't hesitate for a moment. Both her hands dive between her legs. I crawl up on top of her and grab her breasts. I start to kiss her neck and go down to suck and bite her nipples. Moaning she begs again. 

"Pleeease, I need your cum."

I spit between her breast and position my cock between them. I squeeze them together. Slowly at first so she can lick the tip of my hard cock. She fingers herself faster and her teeth are clenched with furious pleasure. I start to fuck her tits faster and soon I can feel my balls tighten. My eyes roll back and my dick pulses over and over. Releasing cum and orgasms. 

My legs shake and I start to loose balance. I fall over in fits of pleasures. She rolls over to kiss me. My cum covers her tits neck and her face. We kiss as I lose control over my body.

"Was that good master?" she asks knowing the answer. I nod yes. 

"Good. Then it's my turn." she says smiling...



Room 307: Taking Turns



I enter the room and I can hear you in the shower. I imagine you touching yourself as I have told you to do; leaning against the shower wall and letting the water spray tease your ass as your rub your hard cock. I knock on the door to let you know I'm here but do not enter.

I take off my clothes, revealing the collar I am wearing. I kneel and wait for you, pussy throbbing in anticipation. I want to touch myself, to lay on the bed with my legs spread, fingers inside me while I squeeze my nipples hard, but I have to wait. The bathroom door opens and you walk towards me. I see your hard cock and want it in my mouth so badly. My mouth parts and I lick my lips, feeling myself getting wetter and wetter as I watch you pick a leash up off the desk, and you fasten it to my collar. You lead me to the couch, where you sit and I kneel in front of you. You pull the leash so I can almost reach your cock with my tongue, and hold me there in torturous excitement. You take hold of my hair, and every time I try to reach forward and try to lap at you with my tongue my hair is pulled and I am slightly choked at the same time. 

You pull back on the leash, tilting my head back and exposing my neck. I feel your cock rub against my breasts, feel your precum on my nipples, and I gasp raggedly as you slide against me. Everything you do feels so good. No one makes me feel the way you do. Excites me the way you do. 

You use the leash to pull me forward and I take your cock in my mouth, darting my tongue around it, licking and teasing and sucking, taking as much of you as you will let me. You control the movement of my head. You pull me forward more and more and I take you deeper and deeper, tasting your precum and moaning around your cock. I want you so much. To be fucked by you, used by you. I want to be your toy as much as you are mine. 

You yank the collar just hard enough not to hurt me, but to make me stop sucking your cock. You pull me up to standing and walk me to the bed, pushing me face first down onto it, my ass at the edge. You tug the leash so I don't forget you're in control, and it presses against my neck in that way I like. You order me to spread my cheeks, and I feel you drag your tongue at first just against my pussy, and then up to my ass. You start tonguing my ass and I groan, grinding against the bed. I feel your finger slowly enter my pussy, and I try to push back against you. You are moving so slowly, torturing me. You stop licking me and I protest, begging you for more until you hand me a plug for my ass. You want to watch me insert it while your fingers move inside me. You help me hold my cheeks apart while I push the plug inside me, crying out again and coming hard at the combination of sensations. You feel my pussy tighten around your fingers as I climax. 

You pull me to standing, and remove my leash. I walk over to where my clothes are, and pick up a silk scarf. You turn around, and I tie your hands behind your back. 

I sit on the couch. You straddle me, knees on either side of my hips, unsteady. I wrap my hand around your cock, stroking you slow and hard. I lean forward and take your nipple in my mouth, sucking hard, biting, making you cry out at the pleasure and pain. I lube one finger and press against your ass as I stroke you, lightly pushing my finger in but not as deep as you want it at first, teasing you, making you want more. 

I take a dildo and place it between my thighs, tight against my pussy, holding it upright underneath you. 

I gather your hair in my other hand and pull hard, forcing your head back and your body down, easing you down onto the dildo and letting it enter you. I stop moving my hand on your cock, forcing you to move up and down to regain the friction, forcing you to fuck my hand and the dildo at the same time. 

I swing my legs up on the couch so I can lay down. You fall on top of me, and I enjoy feeling you struggle on top on me, your hands unable to support you. I feel you kiss and lick my neck and groan in pleasure. I take the dildo and place it in your tied hands, making you hold it as I guide it into your ass again. As you struggle against me I feel your hard cock against my pussy, and I buck up against you, feeling you slide into me. You gasp as you feel my tight wetness, and you can feel the plug in my ass through me. I grind my hips up, feeling your balls against my ass as you fuck me, the dildo sliding in and out each time you pump. I pull your hair and choke you in one motion. You start to fuck me hard, and I wrap my legs around your hips, taking you deeper and harder. The plug moves in my ass every time you thrust into me. Your cock feels so good inside me, and every movement with you on me has my clit on fire.I rake my nails across your back, overtaken by a desire to ride you and fuck you hard. I untie your hands and push you onto the floor. I ensure the dildo is in you, and lower myself onto your cock. I place your hands on my breasts and you pinch my nipples. I wrap my hands around your throat again, bucking against you hard, riding you, using you, my juices covering your cock and running down your balls. I remove one of my hands from your throat and reach back, tugging on your balls. We're both so close to climaxing, and I look into your eyes, relentlessly fucking you, feeling myself going over the edge and moving faster and faster until we both come. 

I lean forward to kiss you gently, feeling you shake beneath me. I lie down beside you, a leg over yours, my head on your chest, one hand lightly stroking your neck. I lift my head and kiss your ear and whisper. 

Thank you.



Room 310



She was nervous. Not nervous like I have to go to the doctor and get a shot, but nervous like I only have 2 hours to ride all the roller coasters free at Disneyland with no one else in the park. How many roller coasters could one person ride in 2 hours without throwing up? She wondered. Feeling juvenile she resumed folding laundry and wondering if 1pm would ever get here.

Her family's needs were always first on her agenda. Her husband and children never needed anything long before their needs were taken care of. She loved her family and would die for each and everyone of them if that was what was needed. Her children were for the most part well behaved, well mannered and seemed happy and content with life. Her husband was loving, kind, caring and amazingly forgiving. 

He was also very sick, in and out of this hospital and that. It was some mystery illness that no one had an answer for seven times in four years was the number of illnesses that stole him away from all of them for weeks on end. 

For those weeks she was split in a multitude of ways. She was mom, Dad, Caregiver, teacher, errand girl, store shopper, house cleaner, cook and laundress for the children. Then, she had the added stress of seeing her husband of 10 years in pain daily when she visited, wondering what was wrong, why they couldn't find anything out, wondering if he was going to loose his job, worried what would happen to them all if the insurance ran out. She was the babysitter, coordinator, peacekeeper, and bitch when the doctors or nurses did something which made her husband suffer or displeased his militant mother (must keep the peace). She ran books, magazines, laptops, socks and underwear up to the hospital and back. Above and beyond the call of duty to be sure.

I am sure most people would agree that going through that amount of stress once, twice even three times is do able but, seven times in four years was wearing her down.

Her faith was there. Her church friends were there but, that was part of the problem they were there not here and here is where she needed them. Luc, Luc was here. She met Luc when her family had moved in a few houses down the road about 9 years back. He and his wife had made quick friends with her family. He had been her protector even back then. Looking out for her, making sure she was safe walking home late at night, coming to her rescue when she was badly hurt once and generally being a steady protected in her life.

She was immediately taken with his carefree manner, inner confidence and of course his black hair and steel blue eyes. She had always liked black hair and either blue or green eyes. But, I have to say that when he spoke...she almost creamed her panties. The one thing that she couldn't resist was an accent and you guessed it. Out of his sexy mouth flowed the English language with an Irish accent that set her nipples to harden the moment she heard him.

She couldn't gage his reaction when he met her for the first time but, she wasn't the kind of girl to push herself on people. They all spent many nights playing games together and having dinners and drinks. She always jumped up to help Luc with dishes in the kitchen. It was a small kitchen and the likelihood that she would get to "innocently" rub up against him was promising.

Nothing happened from these encounters and she assumed it was because he was either happily married with no need of added attention or just not interested. As time went on, life changed their paths. Luc and his wife moved several times and they all lost contact with each other.

All that changed a few months ago when tragedy brought Luc back into her life. Luc stopped by one afternoon to tell them that a family member had passed away. The loss was clear on his face and her heart ached for him and what he had been made to endure since she had seen him last. She vowed to help him out in any way he needed her. Hoping that he would require physical attention that she was only too happy to provide.

They were able to spend a lot of time together. Luc and his wife were car less so, she spent a lot of time taxiing him around. He insisted on paying her for her gas and time to do it. After all the time she had spent caring for and catering to her husband and family, it was nice to help someone out that was grateful. Innuendos were spoken back and forth, each one was a bit more inviting and brazen than the last.

He told her of his longing and attraction one evening as she drove him home from work. She was pleasantly surprised, excited and now caught up in inner turmoil. What was she going to do? True she had always thought him devilishly attractive but, it went way beyond that.

With her husband being so sick most of the time, she didn't feel safe and secure like she did with Luc. She knew that a husband should make a wife feel safe but, he didn't for her.

And if she felt so safe and secure with him as a good friend; what would happen if they took it to the next level? She loved her husband and family but, she was a very passionate and sex starved woman. She thought that maybe a tryst was in order.

This brings us to the present; 12:15pm. She was meeting him at the Sleep Inn at 1pm. He was bringing the condoms; she was to bring just herself. With her families needs taken care of for a few hours, she slipped her shoes on, grabbed her jacket and keys and headed for the door. 

"Need to do some shopping" She called out to no one in particular, then she quickly left before someone called out that they wanted to come with her.

She drove to the local grocery store and bought $50 worth of canned goods as quickly as she could along with some KY. She knew that she wouldn't need it as she could already feel the wetness seeping through her panties. 

She paid for her purchases and quickly threw them into the car, careful to put the KY in the monster sized purse she carried along with a few surprises that she dusted off from home.

She quickly drove to the Sleep Inn. parked in the back, checked the clock and took a deep breath before opening the door and heading to room 310. She knocked twice and waited.

Luc opened the door wearing a T shirt and loose fitting jeans. 

"Glad you decided to come" He said with a smile on his face.

"I haven't yet but, we'll see" Was her reply before closing the door with both hands and she stepped backwards.

He took the opportunity to press her against the door with the weight of his body, putting each hand slightly above and to each side of her head. 

He leaned down and whispered "Are you sure you want to do this? Once I start I may not be able to stop?"

She noticed two things immediately; the first being that he smelled of pure masculinity. She was sure that he wore no cologne but, from just the smell of him she could feel her pussy dripping with thick juices. The second thing she noticed was the immense cock being pressed against her belly. Her mouth watered at the thought of sucking such a huge cock.

Her answer took a little while but, looking up into his eyes she nodded her head up and down as his slowly descended upon hers. His mouth slowly and lazily began kissing hers. She responded with a slight moan that he must have heard. His kiss doubled in intensity as his hands came down to rest one on the small of her back and the other to cup the back of her skull.

Her hands responded by wrapping around his waist and pulling him to her, grinding his hard cock against her belly. As the kiss continued she relaxed, thought of the saying "in for a penny, in for a pound"; and decided to do some exploring with her hands. First, grabbing his perfectly plumb ass and rubbing downward to the inside of each inner thigh.

His breath caught in his throat as she continued her exploration. His kisses changed from mouth to kissing and nibbling her neck, shoulder and ear.

Her hands roamed the expanse of his back and down again, putting a little space between them she slipped her right hand between their hot bodies to squeeze his rock hard cock. They were both moaning now. 

He took a step back but, before he could do anything else, she grabbed for his pants. She swiftly unbuttoned and unzipped them and dropped to her knees before him. She had been wanting to do this for 9 years.

She looked up to see his eyes and gage his reaction. They were staring at her but, glazed over with need. She quickly removed the underwear that had trapped his cock. She grabbed a hold of it with her right hand and slowly pumped it up and down while she licked the head of Luc's cock slowly around and around. The precum was quick to show itself. She continued pumping but, she wanted to taste his balls also. She licked and sucked each one slowly savoring the taste of him while still pumping his hard cock. The tip was covered with precum but, she licked most of it off then, popped the head of his cock into her mouth. Her tongue swirled around his cock head as she slowly took in more and more of his huge cock. Her head lazily going up and down on his cock taking it inch by inch. Trying to stuff the enormous cock into her mouth to be able to taste it all. 

"Ahhh" was all she heard but, that was enough for now. Her panties were still on and her cunt dripping.

She finally let go of his cock with her hand as she was not sucking his whole cock down her throat. Up and down, up and down, catch a breath then, repeat a little faster. Precum mixed with her own spit was dripping out of the corners of her mouth. As her left hand steadied herself against his hip bone her right hand snaked into her underwear to find her swollen clit. Within a few moments she could tell that they were both within moments of cumming and she wondered what his cum would taste like.

"No you don't! you sexy Bitch!" with effort and an almost animalistic snarl he pulled his now wet, purple and rock hard cock out of her mouth. " On your knees. on the bed Bitch and I don't want to hear a word out of you."

She complied rapidly and waited to feel his cock inside her. She looked back and saw him taking a few deep breaths before stepping out of his pants and covering the 4 feet to where she was. Kneeling doggie style waiting on the bed, her cunt dripping onto the bedspread.

"I have something for you" He stated.

"I was hoping you would" was the reply she gave him.

"Face forward and don't speak" He commanded.

She complied and as he drew closer to her she closed her eyes to savor the moment he entered her. She was startled to feel his cock lightly rubbing against her inner thigh and his chest hair on her back. Before she could open her eyes a black cloth was draped over them and tied tightly in the back.

"Don't move' was all she heard whispered into her left ear. Nothing could be seen or barely heard as the thick cloth was tied around her ears as well.

Seconds, seemed to take forever when she felt him retreat to nowhere. Then, she felt his fingers spread her pussy wide and wetness touched the inside of her already drenched, hot pussy. She was startled and tried to place to feeling as the wet thing slowly began running up and down her pussy stopping to quickly flip her clit back and forth before traveling on again.

On the second trip she could feel the pressure building inside her again. Luc flicked once more and she moaned so loudly she thought the manager would come running.

"Not yet" came the reply to her moan.

She whimpered and he took pity on her, stepping back into no where she was rewarded with the feel of his cock head at the entrance of her now pulsating pussy. He entered her slowly, not stopping until his balls slapped against her thighs.

"Aaarrgh!" She screamed in passion. Her cunt clamping down on his cock. He slowly fucked her cunt in and out a few times til he was sure she was finished with her orgasm.

"Let me help you by cleaning that up. Roll over to your back and spread your legs."

She did as she was commanded and was rewarded with his mouth and tongue consuming her cunt juices mixed with his cum. Within minutes she was clawing at the bedspread and whimpering loudly.

She broke his command and pleaded "Please Luc, Please fuck me! I want to feel your cock inside my pussy! Please!" He took pity on her again and pushed his rock hard cock back inside her warm wet pussy. He fucked her slowly at first then, as the tension was building so was his momentum. By the end of a few minutes they were both covered in sweat and he was ramming his cock fully into her cunt; his balls slapping against her asshole each time.

"Your cock feels so good! Oh God fuck my pussy Luc!" still unable to see anything she was shocked to feel a sharp and painful slap to her ass. The pain was just enough to send her over the edge and her pussy clamping down on his cock again was more than enough for him. She could feel his cock swell almost double in size inside of her. Even with the heavy cloth over her ears she could clearly hear his animal cry of release. She felt his cock pumping cum inside of her as he ground his hips into hers. She had never felt so full, fulfilled and safe as she did at that moment.

Thank you and let me know if you want more of this story. 



Room 311



Hi, my name is John. I'm a voyeur. I can't remember exactly when it became clear to me that I actually prefer to watch rather than participate, but it's been a long time. At first and for many years I tried to deny what turned me on, sexually. But once I admitted it to myself, I set out to find an occupation that would afford me optimum time and opportunity, to indulge my tendencies.

I spent about 5 years, bouncing from one career to the other, hoping the next one would do the trick. Freelance photographer, manager of gentlemen's clubs and porno houses, to name a few. I had a steady porno habit all along, but I wanted and needed to observe the real thing taking place. 

It wasn't until I was traveling out west and ended up staying over night in a motel right outside of Denver, Co. that it came to me what direction I needed to take. It was actually right outside of a little town, which was right outside of Denver. I remember thinking this place is really off the beaten path, but it wasn't seedy or dirty. It was actually a pretty nice place. 

Anyway as I said, I just kind of stumbled on this place and I only stopped because I was too tired to drive but I wasn't sleepy. So I ended up hanging around in the lounge that was adjacent to the check in area. I was sitting at a table reading and half way listening to the TV. I could also see the front desk from where I sat, so I could see people as they arrived. Almost without fail, they were couples. And not the "we're tired as hell and want to lie down" kind of couples. These were the "we are going to fuck our brains out" kind of couples. You know the type. Constantly touching and playing with each other. Looking around, whispering, giggling. 

It was while I sat there watching these couples come and go (that's right some of them weren't there but a couple of hours) that I started to formulate the plan which would allow me to make a decent living and have enormous amounts of time to pursue that which arouses me sexually.

So here I sit in the room I keep for myself, at the motel I now own. No it's not the same one, but similar. Nice, clean, and most importantly; discreet and out-of-the-way. I'm sitting at my desk as I write this and at the same time I am watching the couple in the adjoining room through the special mirror I had installed. Yep, just like in the police line-ups. I can see them, but they can't see me. All they see is the mirror over the dresser, but I can see their entire room. In fact, I even had the glass made where it would magnify and illuminate the room. Therefore they appear closer than they actually are and things are brighter than they actually are in case they turn the lights out. And high-quality sound equipment, of course. There is nothing more exciting to me than the sounds a woman can make and the things she will say while in the throws of passion.

This particular couple? Not married, definitely. At least not to each other. He's probably in his early fifties, and if she is a day over 30 then I'll eat my hat. A boss and his underling would be my guess, just from some of the conversation. But it was the age difference that sparked my interest earlier when they came in and I was still working the front desk. That is my routine most days. I will work most late afternoons and early evenings at the front desk in order to pick the couple I want to direct to the room next door.

But this couple is not why I am writing this story. What I wanted to tell you about was the pair that came in about two weeks ago, late on Saturday night. Actually it started out as just a man in his mid-thirties. He was well dressed but casual, like someone out for a night on the town in search of a woman. He had obviously had a few drinks. And he was black. 

He requested a single room with a king size bed, paid with cash, and signed in as Larry Smith. "Oh yeah, right pal," I thought. While checking in he kept looking back towards the front door and smiling. On a hunch, I decided to put him in 311, the room next to mine. Watching an attractive African-American couple having an affair would be a great way to spend Saturday night, I thought to myself. After he'd signed in and I'd given him his door key, he started back out the front door and as he approached it I could see him signaling to someone with his hands by putting up 3 fingers, followed by 1 finger twice......311. 

Once he was outside the door I could see him light up a cigarette and could hear muffled conversation and laughter. Then he came back in by himself and went straight for the elevators. About this time another car had pulled up and an elderly couple was making their way into the lobby. As I checked them in I noticed out of the corner of my eye a nice looking woman in her thirties making her way from the front door to the elevators. I didn't remember her checking in earlier but maybe someone else handled her while I was away from the desk for a bit. Her pace was quick and she had her head down and her blonde hair concealed most of her face, but I remember thinking she looked a little familiar. She was dressed nice, but fairly provocative. Like a woman in search of a man might dress on a Saturday night. And she was white.

While I continued to check in the elderly couple (who by the way I could tell were only interested in sleeping) another younger couple came through the door. And they fit the profile much better. Giggling, touching, even necking a little while they waited their turn. "Geez," I remember thinking to myself, "Get a room, will ya." And then realizing and laughing at myself, "Hey dumbass, that's kind of what they're here for, don't ya think?"

While all of this was going on I kept watching for the black woman I was sure would come through the door on her way to "Mr. Smith's" room. But I never saw her. Thinking I had missed her, or worse, that my hunch about him was all wrong I decided to head for my room. I told my assistant for the evening that I was tired and was calling it a night. Once again, this was the routine. I would put the couple I thought most likely to please in room 311 and then retire for the festivities, leaving the front desk to whomever was on duty that night. 

So now I was on my way to my room thinking I may have really screwed up by putting Mr. Smith in 311. Thinking I may have to settle for some porn, I ran the keycard through the slot and entered the room. Just to make sure I wasn't wrong, I quickly flipped on the sound switch for the room next door and was pleasantly surprised to hear conversation. Low, quiet conversation, but conversation all the same. Hurriedly I removed the large picture I used to conceal the window into the next room and was shocked when I saw the white lady that I had noticed earlier sitting on the edge of the bed. Mr. Smith was standing directly in front of her and she had one arm around one of his legs and the other hand was reaching up underneath his partially unbuttoned shirt rubbing his stomach and chest. He had his hands in her blonde hair pulling her head up against his hips with her face only inches from his crotch area. 

I was now able to make out some of the conversation. He was saying, "That's right, go ahead.....you know you want to." 

"No, no....I shouldn't even be here," she said, turning her face away and flat against his upper thigh, her words obviously denying the fire building within her. "My husband.....oh God! What if my husband finds out?" 

It was at this point that I realized why she had looked familiar. She was Alex Sanders' wife. Though I had never met her, I definitely recognized her from the times I had my car in for work at his shop on the other side of town. The few times I had seen her I remembered thinking what an attractive woman she was. Just a little on the heavy side but not in a way that was unattractive at all. On the contrary, she was one of those women who look even more beautiful with a few extra pounds. And she looked exceptional tonight. Her hair had been done in a way where it fell seductively across one eye. She was wearing an attractive short skirt and blouse with one too many undone buttons revealing more of her milky-white cleavage than any normal man could resist. And now, here she was in the room right next door with this black stranger, just a few feet away and completely unaware that she was being watched. 

"You can feel it now, can't you?" he continued to coax her, as he turned her head back toward his cock, and forced her face closer still to the growing lump in his pants. "Kiss it, rub your face on it. Kiss it and I'll take it out and let you suck it like the little whore you know you are. Yeah, come on baby put those red lips on my dick."

At that point I heard a soft moan escape from her lips as she gave in to her desire to touch his penis through the fabric of his trousers. She began to seductively rub her hand over his stiffening prick, lightly tracing the length and girth. Then with his right hand clutching a fistful of her blonde hair, the man forced her face to his cock, as she kissed and nibbled it best she could, covered as it was. Then he took her head in both hands and moved her face all over his crotch, up and down the length of his penis, as he started to move his hips in and out, and then taunting her further, "There whore, what do you think of that? You wish my cock was in your mouth don't you, you dirty little slut?" 

She was moaning loudly now and I heard a muffled "Oh God yes," as I watched her hands reach up and around to his buttocks, clutching tightly to pull him even closer. 

"You want me to fuck you right between those ruby red lips of yours don't you," he half asked and half demanded. "Tell me the truth you beautiful white wife whore, you want this black cock in your mouth, don't you?"

"I do. I want to taste your cock. I don't care if he finds out," she panted as she reached and began to undo his belt buckle and then tore at his pants as she desperately tried to unleash his cock. It seemed the worse he talked to her, the hotter she got.

I was beside myself at this point and now had my own dick out, stroking it slowly as I watched the scene unfold. I had never imagined anything like this happening when I decided to put Mr. Smith in this room. Watching this beautiful white wife lose all control and cheat on her husband with a black man was almost more than my heart could take.

She was now reaching in his boxer briefs for his manhood, as she pulled and tugged to lower them. I had noticed earlier by the bulge in his pants that he appeared to be pretty well endowed, but I had no idea. This guy had a cock that looked to be almost as big as her forearm. And it was black as coal. She grabbed a hold of it with both hands and shoved it in her mouth as she pleaded with him, "Fuck me in my mouth, please fuck my mouth". 

With that he laughed a dirty laugh, grabbed her head again and said, "OK bitch, hold on." He started a slow, forceful undulation with his hips, causing a little more of the damn thing to disappear down her throat with each stroke. He had two fists full of blonde hair and was giving it to her just like she asked. Although she was holding his ass again it was clear who was in control, and it wasn't her. She was starting to gag, and her saliva was coming out in strings, falling on her opened blouse, drenching it and her tits but good. When he spread his legs a bit for better balance, it looked like he was fucking a blonde rag doll, as she tried to hold on. 

He continued to berate her, "Suck this black cock down your throat you fucking whore. Suck it deep and slow and I might let you swallow this black man's cum." 

His huge black dick was slimy now with her saliva. He would pull it out every once in a while and ask her, "You like sucking my black cock, don't you?" She would groan approval and back down her throat his dick would go. This face fuck went on for another five minutes, and she hung on like a champ.

As he gave one final thrust, he withdrew his dick and announced, "I'm gonna have me some of that sweet white pussy now. You ready to feel this black cock in your twat, you fucking slut?" 

She didn't say a word, but just moved slowly and cautiously to the edge of the bed, while pulling her blouse over her head not even bothering with the buttons. Then she was unfastening her bra and revealing a lovely set of tits. Not huge but very adequate. They were natural and had a wonderful shape to them. Her ass was at the edge of the bed and he pushed her back until she was lying flat, looking up at him. The look in her eyes was one of cautious lust. Like, there was no way she wasn't going to go through with this, but a little apprehensive about his size and the entire scene. 

By now he had unzipped the side of her skirt and was sliding it over her knees and down to her ankles, and then off. This left her lying there completely nude to him, except for the incredibly sexy pink thong she was wearing. I could tell it was silk and I could also see the wet spot in the fabric covering her pussy. He noticed it too.

"You done made a mess of them pretty panties while sucking my dick, ain'tcha girl?" he teased. "You knew you wanted this black cock when you put them panties on tonight," he continued. "You knew it yesterday when you agreed to have drinks with me, ain't that right you pretty little whore".

She closed her eyes, embarrassed because she knew he spoke the truth, and she was reaching for his cock at the same time. She grabbed that black monster and started rubbing it all around the outside of her blond vagina, and then stopped right at the entrance and used her thumb and forefinger to wedge its bulbous head inside her glistening pussy. She moaned a sound I had never heard before, as he pushed her knees forward up to her breasts, and slid about half of that black cock up inside of her. Then slowly he started working it in and out of her, reaching a new depth on each down stroke. There were more of her juices on his large penis each time he withdrew, making it shine in the light of the bedroom. 

She was going absolutely ape shit now, as was I. I was matching the strokes on my cock, to the rhythm of their fucking. And I do mean fucking. He had reached up at one point and grabbed a pillow, and worked it up under her butt in order to improve his leverage. And now, he was plowing into her with an incredible force and speed. 

Suddenly her body tensed and she released an "uuuunnnnnggggghhhhhh....OH FUCK!!!" 

He watched in amazement, almost drooling, "Oh yeah, get it whore!! Get that nut!"

Next he was pulling out, rolling her over, and guiding her up on the bed into a kneeling position. It was at this point that I was able to see just how beautiful her feminine form truly was. Her ass was large, but perfectly shaped, and milky white. The contrast of his black hands on it was extremely erotic. 

He moved in behind her saying, "Let me see that white pussy slut. I'm gonna tap me some of that sweet white pussy from back here now. OOOOOO damn, you got a fine ass on you girl. I might have to get me some of that later," as he gave her a firm slap across her rear, that was now sticking straight up in the air. 

On her own, she had lowered herself down to where she was resting on her shoulders, with her head turned to one side, At the other end, only her knees were touching the bed, forming a perfect upside-down V, with her ass at the top. She had also reached her arms around and was now spreading her ass cheeks with her hands, inviting him to attack her pussy. He raised his big ol' black cock up with his right hand and shoved it all the way home with one thrust. 

It wasn't long before she was begging him, "Fuck me hard and fast. I want to cum again. Please fuck me hard." He was jamming his cock into her as fast and as hard as he could. Both of them were sweating profusely and were moaning uncontrollably. I could tell that she came numerous times in this position, especially hard once, when he wedged a finger up her ass. It was also at this moment that I shot a load of cum all over myself. 

Then, it wasn't long before I heard him scream, "I'm gonna cum up in your cunt, you fucking whore," as he tensed, and began to shoot his sperm deep inside her. He seemed to cum for damn near a minute, I swear. 

Afterwards, she collapsed forward and lay motionless on her stomach and side, with her legs spread and his cum oozing from her pussy. He stepped back from the bed, and said "OOOO shit, girl. You one fine piece of ass." Then headed for the bathroom, grabbing his cell phone on the way. 

While he was in the bathroom, she continued to lie perfectly still on the bed. I could here him talking with someone on his phone, but I couldn't make out what he was saying. As he exited the bathroom, laughing that dirty laugh again, I thought I heard him whisper, "And she likes it in the ass too, dog. So get your ass up here." 

Could it possibly be he was inviting a friend to join them? And they were both going to fuck this cheating white wife. 

I don't think she heard him on the phone, because she still hadn't moved when he reached the bed, again. It wasn't until he reached down and ran his hand over her ass and inner thighs, that she finally made a move. She rolled over and looked at him and immediately moved to take his cock into her mouth again, giving it a couple of slow, deep strokes. With that, she was up and off to the bathroom, closing the door behind her. Soon afterwards, I could here water running. 

It wasn't long after that; there was a soft knock at the door. Mr. Smith jumped up and pulled on his shorts, and hurried to answer it. Sure enough, it was another black guy, and it was obviously someone he knew. Without a doubt, the same person he was talking to on the phone. They were whispering and getting their plan together when suddenly, she stepped through the bathroom door, still completely naked. She jumped and withdrew back into the bathroom when she saw the stranger in the room. She re-emerged with a towel wrapped around her, barely covering her breasts and bottom. If she did this to cover up and thus make herself less appealing, then it was a complete failure. She was a fucking sex Goddess, standing there in that towel. I could feel my own cock stirring once again just taking in her beauty. 

But she was pissed. "Who the hell is this?" she demanded turning to Mr. Smith. "I didn't sign up for any group thing, babe." 

"Now just settle down a little. This is Clarence, a buddy of mine. He knows how to treat you, if you'll let him." Clarence stood there looking at her in a lustful way, taking in her beauty from head to toe. He was taller and younger than Mr. Smith, and more muscular, as well. His leering was totally uninhibited. He hid nothing from her, and I could see that see liked it that way. She still had a stern look on her face, but you could tell she was watching the young Clarence, watching her. 

Mr. Smith kept trying to calm her. "You loved what we just done, Laura. And shit, this'll be the bomb." That was the first time I had heard him call her by name. Hell, I didn't even know her first name before that.

"The bomb? What the hell does that mean? I don't even know this guy," she stalled.

Both men were moving closer now. "Now what you doin all this damn complaining for, anyway?" he demanded. "You didn't know me either till you shook your big ol' ass at me, yesterday at the shop, while your old man was out there sweating, trying to make some money for his whore wife. And now you're here with two black dudes, fixing to give it up real good. You know its true, now don't ya girl?" 

"Yeah, give it up real good," Clarence said in a low voice, growing with anticipation. "And she's fine Larry, real fine." Hmmpph? I guess his name really was Larry Smith.

"I....I..don't know about this. I....I....," she stammered, starting to yield a little, because he was talking to her again in that same rough, demeaning way.




Room 311



"What the fuck don't you know about? There ain't shit you need to know 'cept you like sucking and fucking my black cock, and now you got two of 'em. We gonna juice you up and make you cum real bad, doll," he scolded her, as he came in behind and wrapped an arm around her shoulders, and began to talk his shit right into her ear. Clarence had moved in front of her and was moving his hands over the scant towel that was still draped around her female form. 

She was trying to resist, but it was pointless. She was still protesting, "Wait, I...I'm not sure that I can.....please wait". But her eyes and body were saying something entirely different, as she started to press her ass backwards against Larry's groin, and began to move her delicious hips very seductively, in a circular motion.

His hot breath was still right at her ear, taunting her on. "That's right, you fine ass white bitch. Rub your stuff back on this black cock. Show me, and my man Clarence, how bad you want two cocks, at the same time. You got some fine shit between your legs and me and C gonna fuck you like you need fucking, girl."

That put her over the edge, and she let Clarence pull the towel from around her. As he tossed it to the side, she dropped to her knees and went straight for Clarence's cock. He had managed to unzip his pants while Larry talked to her, but his pants were still up around his hips. Laura was tearing at them now, trying to unveil what he had underneath. As his cock came into view, she was reaching back to lower Larry's shorts. She wanted both dicks in her mouth at the same time. DAMN!! She had me hard as a rock again.

She was now moving her mouth from one black cock to the other. Clarence had a long dick, just like Larry, just not quite as big around. She was sucking them both with equal zeal, not paying either one more attention than the other. And then she was trying her best to force them into her mouth at the same time. What a sight that was. This gorgeous white slut wife on her knees, and two very well endowed black men shoving their dicks into her mouth at the same time. FANTASTIC!!

After a couple of minutes she turned her attention to the newcomer, pushing him back onto the bed. Together they removed the rest of his clothes and she immediately climbed on top of him and started to really deep throat his cock. Clarence was surprised by her aggressiveness, saying, "Damn dog, look at this white bitch sucking on my dick. Oooo shit, we gonna have to treat this whore to some double fucking and do her ass right."

"Wait till you feel that pussy. She's juicy as they come, brother," Larry said laughing out loud. "She been thinking 'bout some black cock long before we done showed up."

"Uuuummmmm," she moaned responding to what was being said about her. Then she was releasing Clarence's big dick from her mouth and slowly crawled, no slithered up his body until she had her pussy where she wanted it, and grabbed his cock and forced herself down on it with a purpose. "Uuuuunnnngggghhhhh," escaped from her mouth as his dick slid inside. "Uunngghh, oh yeah. Oh God yeah! Come on Clarence; fuck me good with your black cock! I want it baby! I want it fucking bad!!" 

He began to shove his hips upward into her as far as he could, his entire 10 inches disappearing inside of her. But it was Laura who was the star of the show. She was pressing her entire body down on him with all of her might, with her head to the side of his and her arms wrapped around as tight as they would go. Her hips and pussy were digging down onto his cock even more forcefully than he was thrusting upward. Larry had moved around to her head, but she was so into fucking Clarence that he had to pull her face up to his throbbing cock, and force it slowly past her lips and into her mouth. She began to tense, and he started to feel a vibration on his cock. 

"MMMMMMMMMMMM" she moaned around the big black dick in her mouth, as she reached the peak of her ecstasy. She was pressing down with her hips on Clarence with all she had, as she continued in a long, intense orgasm.

"This white cunt whore is too much, dog," Clarence exclaimed, amazed by her passion.

"You got that right, my man. Think she's down for both these cocks now?" Larry asked as he withdrew from her mouth and started moving around to her backside. Her saliva dripped from his cock as he moved.

She raised her head and started to protest, "No, no...wait. I don't think I can. I've never...." But Larry knew just how to handle her objections by now. 

"Shut the fuck up, bitch. You know how bad you want to feel my big black cock sliding in and out your tight white asshole, while Clarence does your cunt," he shot back at her. "You gonna love this shit and you know it, whore."

Once again her eyes closed, as she succumbed to his temptations. "OK, but...but....just be careful. Don't hurt me, please". 

"You hear this shit, Clarence?" he laughed. "Ain't nobody gonna hurt you, cause we ain't gonna force shit! You done showed us how you move that big white ass of yours when there's black cock to fuck. So here, work this dick in your butt as slow as you like," as he pressed the head of the monstrous dick at her backdoor entrance. "We ain't goin nowhere, and we ain't doin shit till you say so. And you will say so, I know you will. And so do you, don't ya slut?" She had already started moving her hips in a circular motion, almost before the words had left his lips.

Larry reached down and retrieved a small bottle of lubricant from Clarence's front pants pocket, and was now pouring it all over his cock, and her anal opening. As she continued to move her hips back against his slick black penis she reached around and pushed down on the huge head, guiding it directly in front of her anus. Clarence had slowed his thrusts now, and was talking his own shit.

"Damn you got one slick fuckhole in you girl. You sure 'nough gonna make me cum, and when I do, it'll get you nasty-faced and shit".

She was gyrating and pushing her ass backwards with increased force now trying desperately to get Larry's dick in her asshole. "Oh God, Oh God....aahhh...OOOHHH," and then, "AAAAAHHHHHHhhhhhhhhmmmmmmmm," as the huge black head passed through her anal ring. But then she suddenly tensed up, and pulled back just a little, when Larry moved his hips forward just slightly.

"Oh shit! My bad, baby. You do it. You do it nice and slow now, girl. Whatever you want. This here black cock is yours," he coaxed her back. 

And back she came. Almost immediately, and ever so slowly onto his dick. "That's right child, you do it....you do it. Think about this cock sliding up and down in your asshole, girl. That's right, that's it. Ease on back," he said low but forceful, regaining control. "Oh yeah, that's my nasty white whore-wife slutty bitch". He watched from above as more and more of his thick meat vanished up her poop-chute. 

She now had lifted herself up, and had her hands on Clarence's chest using it as leverage to push herself back further onto the big black cock that had been in her pussy, and now the new one invading her anal canal. Her discomfort had subsided, and now she was moving faster and more forcefully as the heat built within her. She had her eyes closed, and was emitting only a very low and steady moan, as she seemed determined to get Larry's entire dick in her ass. And I could tell that it was getting good to her. So could Larry.

"Oh yeah, you fucking unbelievable black cock whore. You got half my dick up your butt, girl. Come on back, Momma. You know you want to feel all of this black snake up in your shithole, bitch." And with that, she pushed back extra hard leaving only about 2 inches of cock on the outside. 

She laid her head back down on Clarence's chest and demanded, "Now! Now fuck me in my white ass with that big fucking black dick of yours, you motherfucker!! Give me all of your black cock, and make it hurt!!"

Right then I blew my second load all over the fucking place as I watched both Larry and Clarence shift to an entirely different method and speed. Within just a minute, they had reached a fucking style where one was withdrawing his cock, as the other was thrusting his forward. Laura picked up on this quickly, and started moving her hips perfectly to accept each of their thrusts. 

"Oh Goddamn, please keep fucking me! I've never been filled up so good in all my life," she panted deliriously. "PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE!!! OH MAN, FUCKING JESUS IN HEAVEN, PLEASE FUCK MY BUTT AND PUSSY HARD!!!"

She had these guys so hot they were no longer sneering, but instead they both had the same determined look on their faces, as if all they could think about was answering that desire building in their loins. And man were they ever fucking this gorgeous, white man's wife. It was like nothing I'd ever seen before, even in the best porno around. 

She was literally screaming now for them to fuck her as she reached an incredibly long-lasting orgasm. Just as hers was starting to subside Larry pulled his dick from her butt and announced that he too was going to cum. 

"I WANT IT IN MY MOUTH!" she begged, "Please put your cock in my mouth and let me taste your sperm.....PLEASE!!"

Larry was more than happy to oblige her, as he scrambled to reach her mouth before erupting. Laura rose up off of Clarence, who was still driving hard up into her sopping pussy, and she reached out to meet Larry with her open mouth just as he began to shoot streams of cum from his glistening black cock. The first blast missed her mouth and landed across her nose, eyes and forehead, and up into her blonde hair. But she quickly covered the end of his cock with her mouth and sucked and pumped with all she had, trying desperately to swallow all of his black seed. 

Just as she was going to work on Larry's big dick, Clarence had started moaning, as he forced her off of him, and yelled, "Me too. Oh yeah, here it fucking comes!!" As he pushed her off, she had rolled Larry onto his back and was now on top of him, sucking the last few drops of semen down her throat. She finished just in time to pull away from him and started to turn her head toward Clarence when the first blast from his long, black, shiny, cock hit her in the side of the face. Then another stream across her nose and forehead. Then another....and another. She gave up trying to get her mouth over the head, and just pressed her face up against the erupting black cock. She held on as it drenched the side of her face and hair. When he was through shooting cum, he too fell onto his back, and she then took him in her mouth in order to suck away any remaining goo from his cock, cleaning him up good. 

At last, she released Clarence from her mouth and rolled over, between the two of them, as they all fell fast asleep. I too drifted off, after about a half hour of trying to get my heart rate back to normal. 

I woke up twice during the night. Once, when Clarence had his way with her alone, taking her vaginally and anally. And then a second time, as both of these black studs shared her once again, to her sheer delight. 

I drifted off to sleep not long after that session, and when I awoke, all three were gone. I hope some day, they will return. But in the meantime, I have a strange desire to get my car worked on. Go figure.