I went to a stranger’s hotel room because I wanted my ass fucked. [FM]

This is a continuation to my last story. I was procrastinating writing it, but thanks to some encouragement from u/calmilforniadreaming I have finally compiled my recollection and am excited to share it with all of the Reddit horndogs.

Only two days had passed since [my first hookup with Joseph](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ea6j0o/fm_all_tied_up_in_a_strangers_hotel_room/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x). His business trip in my city was coming to an end, so we made plans to have some more fun. He wanted to know what I had planned for us and whether I wanted to be tied up again. I told him he would just have to wait and find out what I had in store.

I showed up at his hotel room in the early evening. We asked each other about our days but didn’t dilly dally for too long before jumping onto the bed together. He lay down in his t-shirt and jeans and I climbed onto his lap. I straddled him, rocking my hips slowly. I was wearing a short floral dress and no panties. I looked into his eyes while grinding my bare pussy against him and could feel his cock become stiff beneath the dark blue denim.

After a few straight minutes of grinding on top of him (and getting a bit wet myself), I moved to his side and unbuttoned his jeans. I pulled his nicely sized cock out of his boxers and stroked it with my hand. I hadn’t gotten to do this the last time. Then I leaned forward and put the head of his dick in my mouth. Mmm. I swirled my tongue around and moved my hand up and down slowly but tightly. He held my hair back to watch me as I took more of his long cock into my mouth. My throat felt full and soon I came up to breathe. He let out a sigh and opened his eyes to look at me. I went back down, taking him even deeper, and could feel him gripping my hair tight.

I kept sucking his rock hard cock as he moaned, and eventually I sat up to face him and smirked.

“I’m not wearing any underwear.”

“Oh?” he replied.

“Nope. But do you wanna know what I *am* wearing?”

I turned around and spread my ass cheeks. A pink gem butt plug was all of a sudden in his view. I jiggled my ass a little to show it off. Razzle dazzle. He said something sexy indicating his approval as he sat forward to feel my swollen pussy while admiring my backside.

Then he stopped moving his hand up and down and slid two fingers into my pussy instead. “Oh fuck,” I gasped as I closed my eyes. I was so wet. He smacked my ass which sent shivers up my back. He fingered me so good while I rocked my hips towards him in a natural motion.

Soon enough I felt his cock replacing the fingers. His length filled me up with each swift thrust and the shiny butt plug only complemented the sensation. I arched my back which allowed him to reach forward and choke me from behind. It also allowed his cock to hit my gspot. I moaned as much as I could manage with my throat being held tightly. He thrusted with so much force and I struggled to get enough air – in a good way.

With each of Joseph’s thrusts a new moan escaped me. Like last time, I was relieved nobody was on the other side of his wall. Dear fucking God, I get so embarrassingly loud sometimes. I guess I just become lost in the pleasure. Can you blame me? Everything felt so fucking good, and I knew he had a great view of my ass, so I told him to take some pictures. He promptly grabbed my phone from a few feet away. Then he slowed his pace, slapped my jiggling ass, and took some flash photos. Knowing that this salacious moment was being captured was such a thrill.

It was mentally and emotionally difficult for me to do because of how great his cock felt in my pussy, but after a while I made him stop. I was impatient and knew I wanted something else.

“Will you please eat my ass?”

I had never gotten my ass eaten, and Joseph knew that. It had been the topic of conversation a few times in the days prior. I knew that he was excited to cross this activity off of my bucket list. He gently pulled the plug out of my hole and put his face against me. I felt his tongue begin to tease the skin around my asshole. I was utterly unfamiliar with this sensation and unsure how I felt about it so far. But then he applied more pressure and with that came a more intense feeling. He made noises which reassured me he was enjoying himself back there.

He continued to lick my saliva-drenched asshole while I became more comfortable with the concept, eventually moaning a little. Now his hands were holding my ass in place very sturdily and I suddenly felt his tongue take a more direct path as he snuck the tip of it into my hole. Whoa. What an interesting feeling. I officially knew the pleasure of having your fart box tongue-fucked, if you will. His fingers were tightly gripping my skin.

“I need you to fuck my ass.” The demand came out of my mouth before I was even aware.

Joseph removed his mouth from my backside and proceeded to align his hips behind me. After applying some coconut oil, he rubbed the head of his cock on my asshole, and slowly started pushing it in. My asshole was tight but very much ready and eager. When it was clear that could be a little more rough, he let himself plunge deep into me.

“Ohhh,” I cried.

“Are you okay? Does it hurt?”

“It’s so fucking good.”

He went in and out slowly at first. My ass hadn’t been fucked in a long time and I appreciated his care for my body. Eventually he picked up the pace. I whined euphorically while my face was getting smushed into the duvet, unmotivated to lift myself up because this felt way too good. Joseph had one hand on the small of my back, and the other was bringing an occasional slap to my ass, each forcing a louder whine from me, which were ultimately getting muffled by the duvet.

A long time of vigorous fucking went by before I mustered the strength to raise myself up a bit, just enough to grab my vibrator from my bag which was thankfully within arm’s reach. He maintained his pace while I did this, and I set my toy over my clit and turned it on.

“You gonna cum for me?” he asked.

“Ohhhhh my god, fuck me.” was all I could respond.

The pulses on my clit while my ass was being fucked were almost too intense. *Almost*. I orgasmed so quickly, my arms giving out and my face falling to the bed again. I was physically defeated. My body felt so perfectly… used. My pussy kept contracting. Joseph kept pounding into my ass. More of my moans were muffled. I gripped the sheets to avoid drifting into space out of pleasure. Within moments I could feel him taking longer strides with shallow breaths. He pushed deeper and deeper into my ass, slowing down, moaning like I was. His body was now pressing mine into the bed, and eventually his thrusts came to a stop. He carefully pulled his cock, which was now drained and sensitive, out of my well-attended ass.

We lay next to each other on the bed, me out of breath (I always forget to breathe during sex) and Joseph a little sweaty. After a quick recovery I gathered my belongings, pulled my dress down, and said goodbye.

I’m definitely looking forward to Joseph’s next business trip in my city. I want my holes to be worn out by that cock again and again.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ec77ca/i_went_to_a_strangers_hotel_room_because_i_wanted