Emma knelt in front of him, her summer dress sitting lightly on her shoulders. The hotel room the were in was far away from any disturbances and her heart started to beat a little faster in anticipation of what was to come.
“Up” John said harshly, and she stood up a little too quickly, blood rushing to her head. She was stood in front of him, looking down at him as he sat on the edge of the bed. “Eyes forward” he instructed, and she snapped her eyes upwards, breaking contact with his.
John’s hands began to wonder up the outside of her leg, sliding underneath the hem of her dress, his eyes exploring her body. When his fingers reached the waistband of her underwear he slid them under, bringing his hands closer together and then pulling them away, running his fingers down the front of her thighs as he did so.
“Strip for me.” He commanded “Slowly.”
He sat back, resting on the palms of his hands, as Emma began to strip for him. She began by lifting up her dress, flashing him her panties for a moment before giggling and letting the dress fall back down. She turned around and bent over, showing him her ass. She wiggled it in the air for a few seconds before tucking her thumbs into the same spot John’s fingers had been moments ago, slowly sliding the panties down past her knees, before stepping out of them, leaving them in a pile on the floor. Next she turned back around, this time pulling off the dress in a smooth motion, showing John her shaved pussy. She could see a bulge growing in his trousers as she bit her lip, grasping the clasp on the front of her bra. The bra popped open and she sighed as her tits burst out of their cage. She slid the straps over her shoulders seductively and let that also drop to the floor.
John admired her body. He gestured for her to come closer towards him and she stepped forward. Now all she was wearing was knee length socks and the plug he’d asked her to put in earlier that day.
He squeezed her breasts gently and stood up, swivelling so that he was behind her. He kissed her neck, running his hands up her belly and groping her tits. She gasped as he twisted her nipples, pulling her body closer to his.
“I’ve got a gift for you” He said smiling, pulling his body away from hers, leaving her standing there, waiting for him. He reached into the bag, pulling out an egg shaped toy. He turned it on, smiling at the look on her face and slipping in between her legs. She was already wet and the egg slipped in without any trouble.
Emma moaned and crossed her legs a little as the vibrations flooded through her. John gently moved her up onto the bed and she crawled on to it. The bed was ready for her, there was a towel laid down and pillows for her head. She got comfy and John placed the pillows in the correct way so that she was resting just how he wanted her.
Johns warm hands began running slowly over her socks and over the back of her legs. Combined with the vibrations from the toy inside her, this felt like heaven. She let out a soft moan.
“What do you say?” John said, as he climbed over her, straddling her, making sure not to put pressure on her.
“Thank you, Sir!” Emma moaned happily, feeling his hands press gently on her lower back. A few minutes later her muscles were completely relaxed as John’s strokes started to get the deeper, pressing into her more and more with each pass. The intensity of the egg vibrating inside her also seemed to be getting more intense and John smiled as he noticed a wet patch forming on the towel he had laid out.
He slowly moved his hands down her body, gently exploring every inch of her body. He began teasingly running his fingers up Emma’s inner thighs and she took a deep breath as he gently brushed her lips.
Soon he was drawing circles around her sensitive clit, and her body was staring to respond to his touch, her breaths were more erratic and the moaning got louder and more intense.
“Oh my God, Sir it feels sooo good!” Emma mumbled into the pillow. “Please can I cum?”
John laughed. “Not yet.” Emma let out a little cry of frustration as his fingers continued to grind her towards the edge.
“Ffffuckk” She moaned again, biting into the pillow.
“Language.” John said sternly, keeping up the pressure as the toy buzzed persistently away.
“I’m sorry Sir” Emma said through ragged breaths “It’s just… It’s just… Oh God” she inhaled “I’m so close!”
With his free hand John slid the toy deeper inside her, and she bit harder on the pillow. “Cum for me slut” he said. She didn’t need to be told twice. Her head lifted off the pillow and her legs crossed. She came and wriggled away, pressing her knees together, but the toy still buzzed away.
“Ummm… Hmmm” She looked up at John, her mouth hanging open “Oh God, please make it stop Sir!”
He looked amused. “And why, exactly, would I do that?”
***
Hope you enjoyed.
I have part 2’s coming for [Sorority Auction](https://www.reddit.com/r/BDSMerotica/comments/aw3txd/sorority_auction_part_1/) and [Self Bondage](https://www.reddit.com/r/BDSMerotica/comments/av5arc/self_bondage_part_1/) in the next couple of days. And a few more in the pipeline as well.
I’m actually interested if anyone has any ideas on how this should continue? I have a few of my own but I’m always open to ideas…
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/awjzgm/hotel_massage_part_1