Recently my best friend gifted me two nights in a fancy room at the Cosmopolitan to go and recharge by myself. I’d put off scheduling it for a while, but then I got an order for a custom erotica that takes place on the strip! It felt like the universe was telling me to go enjoy, so I did.
As soon as I got to my room, I stripped naked and put on a short silk robe I brought with me. I took in my surroundings – a huge, plush bed, big velvet chair and floor to ceiling windows. The bathroom was dark and sensual, complete with a rain shower head, my favorite. I was really excited to shower but I was starving so I ordered room service first.
As I was waiting, I read over the custom erotica commissions I planned to work on. I wrote down some ideas and notes to revisit later, and let my customers know I’d be starting their pieces tonight. As is always the case, I was already kind of turned on reading about their fantasies. When the room service was delivered, I jumped, I was so engrossed in what I was doing.
I opened the door and the guy wheeled my food in on a little cart, it was so fancy. I hadn’t expected him to come in, though, and felt a bit exposed in my robe that just barely covered my ass. I didn’t think he noticed, until I tipped him and walked him to the door.
He thanked me, cheeks red and smiling, and added quietly, “I really like your robe.”
I laughed and thanked him, and I wondered to myself if he’d jerk off to the image of me like that later. I hoped he would.I sat in the huge bed while I ate and watched the sun go down. When I was done, I carefully put the tray outside and made the room nice and cozy for myself. I dimmed the lights, put on my “sensual” playlist, put out the toys I brought and some lingerie to wear after my shower.
My little JBL speaker echoed in the huge bathroom, helping me get out of my head and into my body. I slipped my robe off and stepped under the shower, letting it soak me. The hot water loosened me up, and I moved my body to the music and ran my hands over my wet body. I held back from fingering myself just yet, wanting to savor this aroused state.
After my shower, I moisturized my body, did my hair, and put on lingerie. It was this burgundy lace basque that made my breasts look incredible. I didn’t wear the matching thong it came with, knowing I’d want easy access to touch myself soon. I pulled on a pair of thigh high fishnet stockings to complete the look.I took a few pictures to send to my FWB. He replied almost immediately, asking where I was.
“The Cosmo. Gonna do some writing and make myself cum like a zillion times,” I replied.
“So hot. Keep the pics coming.”
I opened my laptop and started writing. As I wrote about a rendezvous between me and a Redditor on the strip, I imagined him with me in my room, and what we’d do to each other. The lounge chair on the balcony caught my eye, so I went outside and laid on it. Being so high up, I knew it was unlikely anyone could see me, but not impossible.As comfy as the lounge chair was, I decided that him taking me from behind as I leaned over the railing was hotter. I got up and draped myself over the railing, tits overflowing, on my tippy toes. I was preoccupied imagining a hard cock pounding me into the glass, so it took me a second to realize that someone a few balconies over could see me when I leaned over. I jumped and stepped back but they definitely got a good look.
My heart raced and my breathing was heavy, making my already enormous breasts rise and fall dramatically. My wetness was beginning to cover my inner thighs, and I was aching to be touched.Back inside, I grabbed my rabbit vibrator and slid it inside me with my clit wedged between the bunny ears. Just having it in place felt good, and the anticipation of the pleasure I was about to feel made me tingle. I wrote about my customer taking me on the balcony, and then turned my vibrator on. I let out a soft moan and turned it up.
The strong, rumbly vibrations felt heavenly, and I rocked my hips against the toy. It pushed deeper inside me and the bunny ears massaged my swollen clit. I grabbed my phone, hands shaking, and took a photo of me riding my vibrator.
“Oh my god. Stroking myself to you right now,” my FWB responded when I sent him the pic.
I lowered the intensity and kept writing. As I described myself getting face fucked by my customer, I found myself moving my hips faster. I wanted to cum, but forced myself to wait until I finished this first piece of writing. Edging myself made everything more intense. I texted my FWB not to cum yet, that I wanted us to edge together, along with a close up of my toy penetrating me. He sent back a video of him slowly stroking his cock, telling me I had control of him.
Back to my writing, I described myself riding my customer on the hotel bed, and imagined how incredible his hard, throbbing cock felt as it slid in and out of me. I wrote about how I fondled my tits and pinched my nipples, then actually did it. I was trembling at this point, so overwhelmed with arousal.When I finally finished the piece, I pushed my laptop aside and turned up my vibrator. My hips circled and I caressed my body. When I was getting close, I FaceTimed my FWB, and he answered immediately.
“I’m close,” I whimpered, “Cum with me?”
“Fuck, yes,” he grunted, showing me his hand furiously jerking his cock, “show me how you ride that thing.”
I propped the phone on a pillow pointing between my legs. With my hands free, I pulled my tits out and fondled them as I rode my vibrator hard. After just a few thrusts, I came, moaning and whimpering through my orgasm. I heard my FWB grunt and moan too as he came all over his hand.
After we hung up, I slid the vibrator out of me and got to work on my second piece of writing for the night. This customer wanted me to write a story about him tying me up and forcing me to have multiple orgasms. This is already a fantasy of mine, so I was excited to write about it.
I could still feel my pussy throbbing after my last orgasm as I typed. I got super into it, even googling different restraints and toys to ensure I was as realistic as possible. I ended up ordering an under-bed restraint system and one of those Liberator ramps with the cuffs built-in. Getting back to writing, I incorporated them into the story.
As I described my customer restraining me, leaving my naked body completely under his control, I was getting so hot. This customer happened to have a picture of himself on his profile, and I loved imagining him strapping me into some leather cuffs. Soon I was aching to cum again.
This time I pulled out my Satisfyer, a clit sucking toy, and turned it on. Just the sound of the little hole sucking in air got me so excited, and when I placed it on my clit, my body doubled over, knocking my laptop over. Imagining my customer forcing the toy on me, I came quickly, grabbing the bed and struggling not to be too loud. After I came, I left it there, despite my legs pushing together in protest. I was so sensitive, my whole body trembled. I squirmed and fought but let the toy continue sucking on my sensitive clit, picturing my customer there stroking himself as he watched.
It occurred to me he might want to fuck me while this happened, so I slid my crystal dildo inside me, slowly thrusting it in and out. The cold, smooth texture felt divine as it filled me up. As I was ravaging my body with two different toys, I slipped and turned the Satisfyer up, which I rarely do. My body twitched against it in both pleasure and pain, and I had what I can only describe as two consecutive, body shaking orgasms before pulling the toy off of me. Afterward, I was a sweaty, shaking mess. I had to rest for a few minutes before finishing my story, though I was now very inspired.
I sent both stories off and thanked my customers, letting them know I’d had a nice time writing them from a hotel room. Both were very enthusiastic and couldn’t wait to read them. I texted my FWB, telling him I was done writing, covered in sweat, and somehow still wanting more. I included my room number.
“You’re insatiable, I love it. I’m on my way.”
I left the door unlocked so when he got there, he let himself in and immediately got undressed. He loved seeing me with sweat glazing my tits and my hair a mess, and jumped into bed with me. I climbed on top, pushing his cock inside me, and rode him with every ounce of energy I had left. I wanted another orgasm and it wasn’t long before I got it. I grabbed his chest and hair as I came, using him like a toy, and he loved it.
Immediately after I came, I hopped off and got between his legs. I cupped his balls like I knew he liked, and sucked his dick with determination and enthusiasm. Making him squirm and moan my name really gets me off. His dick started to twitch, and then sprayed the back of my throat with his cum.I slept hard that night, exhausted in the best way.
I’ll have to write about my second night in another post, I’m already too turned on from writing this one. I hope you liked it, I had a lot of fun writing it. Let me know if you’d like to commission your own custom erotica. I assure you I’ll give it the time and dedication I gave to these customers, leaving us both satisfied.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/v494mf/solo_play_while_writing_erotica_a_fwb_encounter
Loved reading this! You are quite a writer!
Loved reading this! You are quite a writer!