COVID was nearly the end of business trips, but they didn’t quite die out. Things have started to pick back up for my work in the past month or two, and I recently headed out to another East Coast city for a 3-day business trip. I brought Olivia with me. I’ve written about Olivia a few times before — 24, petite, slender, and beautifully kinky and submissive. She’s in the third year of her PhD program, and her spring break coincided with my trip. I wanted her to be my hotel room fucktoy, and she was happy to fill the role. This took place on the our second night there.
I came back later in the evening, around 10. We had both already had dinner separately, but we met in the hotel bar and brought drinks up to our room. We’ve had a lot of sex in the past few months, and there’s a few rhythms we’ve gotten into that are comfortable but still exciting. Something about Olivia’s effortless femininity and eagerness to be dominated keeps even our routine sex interesting.
This started out as one of those routine nights. I put her on her back in her little dress, pulled her panties to the side, and fucked her with her wrists pinned down against the mattress over her head. I took a break from fucking her to choke her and finger her in the center of the bed, and then we moved to doggy style at the edge of the bed. I pulled her hips over to the side of the bed, dropped her legs down, and stood behind her, stroking in deep and spanking her. Half bare bottom, half still covered by her dress. Olivia still calls me Daddy when I fuck her, but it’s different now. Less of a fetish, more of an admission. I draped my whole upper body over her petite frame, my forearms planted on either side of her face, and pumped a half dozen ropes of hot cum into her as she called herself daddy’s private pussy.
I stood up, but kept my cock in her. I rubbed my cum over her pussy as it slowly leaked out of her, roughly teasing her pussy lips and circling her clit. Olivia looked back at me over her shoulder and told me she wanted another drink. I read between the lines. I had bought her a remote controlled vibrator for Valentine’s Day, which we hadn’t yet put to a real use. We were about to.
Olivia and I headed to the elevator, dressed just as we had been when we went up it ~30 minutes ago. Except now she had a vibrator in her and cum running down her bare legs. And I had my phone out, with the vibrator app running. I put it on low just as the elevator doors opened at the bottom floor, just to see her flinch right when we stepped into the lobby. She didn’t even blink. She’s amazing.
I took her right to the bar and ordered us drinks, 5 minutes before last call. We drank quickly at the end of the bar, watching a basketball game across the room as I rubbed the back of her neck and flicked the vibrator up another level. This time she flinched, shifting forward on her barstool and leaning over to me. I touched her leg. Her skin was damp down to her knee with my cum. Olivia flashed me this look — just pure lust.
I walked us over to the hotel club lounge, one of those rooms with coffee and snacks and extra tables that you get access to with the right membership or a little extra on the booking fee. Tonight, it was a long, empty room. Coffee and fruit up by the entrance, tables and chairs scattered down the length of the room, and a big TV fixture with a chest-high wall at the other end. I nudged the vibrator up another level and walked Olivia down. There were a few big chairs at the end of the room near the corner, and we went there. She was gripping my forearm hard and breathing heavily as we walked. When we got there, I wrapped her hair up in my hand and held her head up to me for a long kiss, tracing up and down her side with my other hand.
Olivia pressed into me. She was melting into me, shaking a little. She was totally mine. I moved her closer to one of the big chairs, positioning my body and the chair between her and the door across the room. I told her to get on her knees. She sank to her knees, sliding down my body. I told her to put her hands behind her back. She did. I held her head against the front of my suit pants, her little face pressed up against my throbbing cock through the fabric.
I turned the vibrator up again and stood over her. Olivia’s whole body was trembling and she was panting “oh my god daddy” into my crotch. In that moment, I owned her. I told her so. Olivia let out a string of “yes you do daddy”s as she came. Her back arched and she pressed into my legs, gyrating away from the vibration that stayed right against her clit. I kept her head against me, and she kept her hands behind her back. She was fucking perfect. I let her go for 15 or so seconds, which is usually as long as she can take a vibrator after she starts to cum.
I turned off the vibrator, gave her a hand up, and held Olivia in my arms for a moment. One last “you’re my good little girl” whispered into her ear, and we headed back for the elevators.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/tof0f7/mf_olivia_came_on_her_knees_on_the_floor_of_the
I’m so jealous, I wish someone would control me like this