Loading...“They have got to be kidding.” she muttered as she flipped the channel. Another pointless commercial. Another pointless day.
She had spent the majority of her day lounging in her hotel room, watching dull TV and reading even duller books. Her body felt restless, her brain felt numb.
“Why did I make this trip?” she wondered to herself again. She had come to see her family, and a special someone, but they were all too busy with work, and kids, and their own stuff.
She had spent most of her days the same way she was spending this one, doing nothing, and waiting. Waiting for someone to have time to do something with her. Outside of room service, the only person she had talked to the whole day long was that someone. He didn’t have time for her either.
So she sat, and watched TV, afraid to leave her room to go to the mall or out to eat, for fear she would miss one of those rare opportunities to see someone, her sister, a parent, anyone.
She rolled over onto her stomach and reached for one of the 3 books she had open on her nightstand, not caring which one she grabbed, knowing none of them would relieve her boredom any better than the others. As she opened it to where she had left off, she heard someone shuffling around outside her door. She started to get up, then flopped back down,figured it was the maid. When the knock sounded she nearly jumped out of her skin.
“Idiot” she muttered, “You knew someone was there, how can you be startled by a knock?”
Talking to herself was an old habit, one she never really tried to break. She continued muttering as she approached the door.
“Who is it?” she yelled out.
“It’s me” a deep voice responded, muffled and made unrecognizable by the thick hotel room door.
“ME doesn’t tell me much.” she answered back irritably.
“You called and said you were bored.” he said. “I left work to come and keep you company”
Realization dawned on her. She had thought he didn’t have time for her, and yet here he was.That special someone to the rescue.
She quickly unlatched the door, shedding her lethargy, her hands flying over the locks. She felt the instant excitement he had always caused in her, her heart beating and her breath catching in her throat as she opened the door and saw him standing there.
“Hey!” she said with a huge grin. “It’s great to see you!”
He came through, closing the door behind him before she had finished her greeting.
Suddenly he was on her, his mouth crushing hers, his hands in her long hair.
She managed to extricate herself from his grasp long enough to breathily ask “What the hell?” before he had pushed her up against the wall and was bruising her lips with his own, roughly forcing his tongue into her mouth.
Rather than push him away, she melted into the kiss, reveling in the taste of him as he brutally savaged her mouth. His hips pressed into hers, his hard cock grinding against her clitoris, sending shock waves through her body.
He broke the kiss long enough to say “I didn’t come here to talk.” as he pulled her shirt over her head, his hand grasping her breast firmly, almost cruelly. He rolled her nipple between his thumb and finger, pinching it hard, causing her to whimper in a mix of pain and pleasure. His tongue continued it’s onslaught, his other hand untying the drawstring of her pants, and slipping his hand in to stroke her.
Her own hands had found their way to his belt, and she frantically tried to remove his pants and grasp his cock at the same time. He reached down and pushed his pants down, grabbing her hands in his.
“On your knees” he said. She quickly obeyed, dropping to her knees as if someone had kicked them out from beneath her. He held both of her hands above her head with one of his, his other hand going to the back of her head. She obediently opened her mouth, and was instantly rewarded by the taste of his pre-cum as his cock slid between her lips. She wrapped her lips tightly around his cock, savoring the taste of him as her tongue flicked wildly around the head.
She moaned deep in her throat as he slid further into her mouth, his hand on her head urging her to take more, his other hand holding her wrists, preventing her from pushing him back.
She felt him slide into her throat, and tried to breathe as her throat opened to him. She concentrated on not gagging as she grew accustomed to the feel of his thick cock in her throat. He thrust in and out of her mouth rhythmically, sliding into her throat with every thrust. She moaned and took him, every inch of him, and felt herself getting wetter with every thrust. He let go of her hands, and she instantly reached down between her own legs, shuddering as she made contact with her clit. She rubbed herself furiously, feeling the thick moisture, sliding a finger inside, wanting desperately to climax.
As he continued to use her mouth, she felt her climax building, felt herself nearing orgasm. Her moans warned him, letting him know exactly when to stop, when to pull his cock out of her mouth and grab her hands, preventing her orgasm.
“I didn’t say you could come yet” he told her.
“But…I…you…oh god please” she sputtered in a lustful daze.
“I’ll tell you when you get to come.” he answered calmly, so matter of factly that she never even thought to question it. Doing as he said came so naturally. It felt right to be under his control.
He pulled her up from the floor, kissing her deeply as he did so. He removed the rest of his clothes, watching as she did the same. Then he grabbed her wrist and pulled her over to the bed. He sat on the edge of the bed, reaching out for her hips, and pulled her onto his lap, straddling him, his cock resting against her pelvic bone. He pulled her head down and began his exploration of her mouth once again. His fingers toyed with her nipples, one second gentle and playful, the next cruel and painful. She moaned in pleasure with each change, relishing the mix of pain, pleasure, and anticipation that he sent coursing through her. He leaned back, pulling her down on top of him, his cock rubbing against her clit as he did so, causing her to gasp in need.
“Please” she moaned.
“Not yet” he answered. He rolled her onto her back, sliding his body down to kneel between her legs. He lips met her flesh above the knee. She cried out in shock as his hot tongue met her skin, slowly working it’s way up her thigh. She tossed her head in abandon, her back arching as he traced her soft moist folds with his tongue, slowly teasing her. Her hands urged him on, her breath quickening into panting as he flicked his tongue over her clit lightly. He continued his teasing, listening to her begging, occasionally flicking his tongue across her clit and watching her jerk. She writhed on the bed, pleading with him to take her, begging him to make her come.
Suddenly he plunged his tongue into the depths of her pussy, causing a violent jerk as his warm tongue delved into her. He moved up to grasp her clit between his lips, sucking it into his mouth, flicking his tongue against it harder and harder, as his fingers entered her, stroking that magic spot only he knew how to find. She twisted on the bed, her cries becoming louder and louder, her back arching, her hands grasping the bed sheets violently, her face and chest flushing as she neared orgasm.
“Not yet” he said as he suddenly pulled away. She shuddered and collapsed on the bed, ready to scream in frustration. Her clenched fists pummeled the bed as she groaned.
He flipped her over onto her stomach, crushing her with his weight as he whispered into her ear “I said not until I tell you” and started running his tongue across her shoulder. He remembered her weakness, that spot between her shoulder blades that made her melt, that made her squirm. He remembered all her secrets. He was using them against her, playing her, making her crazy. And she was eating it up.
He bit down on the nape of her neck, causing her to gasp. She could feel her clit pressing against the bed, sending small bursts of pleasure through her as she squirmed. His hand reached down between her legs, his fingers making contact with her most sensitive spot. He began to stroke her, listening as she made small animal sounds of need.
“Tell me what you want” he said.
“You, I need you” she answered.
“Need me to what?
“Fuck me” she moaned roughly, her throat raspy. “Please, oh god, please fuck me”
She felt his cock pressing against her, felt him enter her, sliding easily into her wet folds. She moaned long and deep as he roughly pushed all the way into her, opening her up to him. She heard him gasp and realized his entire length had come to rest inside of her. His fingers continued to move on her clit, as he began thrusting into her, taking her hard, taking what he wanted with no regard for anything but his own need to feel her pussy wrapped around his hard cock.
She pushed back to meet his thrusts, wanting all he had to give.
Her grunts were no longer recognizable as human sounds. She was lost in her own pleasure, aware of nothing but the feel of his hard cock inside her. If she had been coherent enough, she would have heard his grunts and moans, as he roughly took her, feeling the tight grip of her pussy as it clung to his cock.
He grabbed her hair, pulling her head back, his lips next to her ear
“God you feel so good” he moaned. “You can come for me now.”
She wanted to answer, to tell him it was he that felt so good, that made her feel so god damn good, but all that came out were raspy guttural sounds and mewling whimpers.
She was reaching her peak, her muscles beginning to contract around him. She began whimpering, crying out as it hit her, wave after wave of intense pleasure coursing through her, sending bursts of light through her brain. He felt her inner walls clamp down hard on his cock as she came, felt her body tense beneath him.
“Oh god yes, come for me baby.” he moaned.
Her body went limp beneath him, her breathing fast and staggered.
“Did you enjoy that?” he asked playfully, still sliding in and out of her, more slowly now.
“Mmmmhmmm” was all she could say.
“Good, cause now it’s my turn.”
She felt his hands on her ass, spreading her cheeks apart. His cock slid in and out of her pussy as his thumb pressed against her most hidden spot.
“Do you like it when I touch you there?” he asked, knowing that she did.
She didn’t answer, waiting to see how far he would go. She felt his thumb slide down into the juices leaking from her pussy. He started pressing his thumb into her ass. She felt the pressure as the muscles refused to open to him. Suddenly he was inside, and she shuddered. She loved that feeling, loved the naughtiness as well as the sensation. She moaned, pressing back to allow him deeper access.
“Is that what you want?” he asked “You want to be taken like that?”
She moaned her assent, afraid to speak.
“Then say it” he told her. “Tell me what you want.”
“Fuck me” she begged.
“Tell me what you really want” he demanded harshly.
“Fuck me, take me, take my ass” she cried.
He reached to the nightstand, finding the little jar of vaseline she used as lip balm at night. He slowly massaged it into her ass, working a finger into her. He pulled his cock out of her, pushing the head against her tight little opening. She panted as he worked the head of his cock through that tight ring of muscle attempting to bar his entry. She gasped as he suddenly popped through, her head flying up from the bed. “Oh god” she panted at the same time that he moaned. “Oh god yes.”
He stayed still for a moment, allowing her time to adjust. She pushed back, wanting more. He grabbed her hips in both hands, and thrust forward, burying himself all the way in her ass.
She screamed out in a mix of pleasure and pain, her fingers digging into the mattress beneath her.
“Oh fuck, yes, please, fuck me” she cried.
He began thrusting, responding to her urging. She cried out, her head tossing wildly, sending her hair flying. Her own fingers were working her clit furiously. She pushed back to meet his every thrust, her grunts getting louder and louder. He could feel the tight hot walls of her ass clinging to him, trying to crush his cock. He could feel himself nearing orgasm, could feel it building deep within him. He felt her ass start to tighten around him, felt her muscles grip him in a vice, heard her screaming and moaning, begging him for more.
“Come for me, come for me again” he moaned as she tensed under him. She cried out raggedly as her climax ripped through her, her juices soaking her frantically working fingers. She felt him tense a mere second later, his cock pulsing inside her. She heard his gasp and felt the heat spread through her as he shot hot jets of come deep into her ass.
He collapsed half atop her at the same moment she went limp. She could hear him breathing raggedly, her own breath coming in uneven bursts.
He lifted himself up enough to kiss the back of her neck. She sighed heavily and said “God, I needed you. You still know how to make me squirm, don’t you?”
He laughed, kissed her neck again and said “Oh yeah, and in a few minutes, I plan to do it again.”