Worried that I got too slutty in a hotel room [FM] [Part 2]

I beg like I never known dignity. Please give it to me. *Please.* He finally puts me on my back and pushes his cock into me while kneeling between my legs.

“You like that, you little bitch?” He asks me.

He’s fucking me so hard that I can’t even answer. I want to tell him that bitch doesn’t do anything for me. I don’t give a shit about being a bitch. I want to be a slut. I want to be everyone’s slut. I want to be the BEST slut.

I only manage to get the word *slut* out of my mouth.

He’s amused at my correction.

“Is that right?” He fucks me hard at the word right. “Is that fucking right?” He presses me again. I can only nod in response.

“What about this? Is this *right*? Is the way I’m fucking you *right*? Fucking answer me you slut”

Something inside me cracks at the word slut.

“Yes, fuck yes, it’s the only time I feel right,” I say quickly and all at once, my words a desperate confession.

“You don’t like the word bitch, huh?”

“What about… princess,” he’s mocking me now. Embarrassing me for asking him to call me something else. *Sweetie? Dear. Honey pie.* My cheeks flush. He fucks me hard at each word. It’s so hot he’s found a way to shame me with sweet words. It hurts more than the demeaning ones. *Baby*

“Look at me. I want to see that slutty look in your eyes. How hungry you are for my dick.”

He grabs onto my legs hard. My moans are getting louder and more uncontrollable as he starts fucking me harder.

He leans over and spits into my open and panting mouth. This takes me by complete surprise since my head is back and my eyes are closed. I almost choke on it.

“I told you to look at me. Next time it won’t be spit.”

I suppose I deserved that. It’s the one thing that’s hard for me. Eye contact. I want to slip back into the comfort of the darkness behind my closed eyes. Let my body be used without any thoughts, without seeing. Let the raw feeling of being fucked invade the dark corners of my mind. I can’t do that with my eyes open. But for him, I’ll try.

He puts his fingers into my mouth. It feels like he’s trying to shove the spit he just dropped into my mouth farther down my throat.

Our spit coats his fingers as he pulls them out of my mouth and presses them against my asshole. He fucks my ass with two fingers and has his other hand pressing down on the smooth part of my pelvis that dips down between my hips. He’s not even moving his cock anymore, but just feeling myself tighten around it is so fucking good. I swear I can feel it throbbing inside me. Something about feeling pressure from both sides, while he holds me still drives me crazy. I feel like I’m being both split in half and held together by his cock at the same time. Like the knife in a stab wound.

I touch myself and I can feel tears build up between my closed lashes. Hot and wet. I know what’s going to happen when I open them.

He tells me to cum for him. I open my eyes as I cum hard around his cock. Tears roll down my face. I look at him and I know it turns him on. That he fucked me so good it made me cry.

I’m shocked I came that hard from his dick simply being inside me. He starts *actually* fucking me again and I can’t deal with the sensation. He reaches under my body and grabs my hair at the base of my neck. He pulls on my hair hard, making me arch into him. My hair hurts, my back hurts, my pussy hurts from how hard he’s fucking me. Still, I want it.

He pulls out of me and drags me to the edge of the bed to a make me watch him stroke himself.

“You want it?” He asks.

I want him to cum in my mouth so bad. I open my mouth and stick my tongue out to prove it. As he gets closer, I imagine how good it’s going to be to swallow. He can tell. He reaches down with his free hand and closes my mouth slowly, enjoying the mild panic on my face. *Wtf?* He smiles at me when he can tell that I’ve figured it out.

He cums all over my face. It drips down my face and into my hair. Some got on the hand that was on my chin. He shakes it off onto my face, making sure every last drop is covering me. Then I feel his hand smearing his cum all over my face.

“Yeah, you’re right. You’re definitely more of a slut.”

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/rxi70x/worried_that_i_got_too_slutty_in_a_hotel_room_fm