Tl:dr- a slut gets in trouble for making too much noise, the manager gets involved.
You took me to a hotel. I had on a nice button up shirt and a short skirt, low heeled sandals. Hair up in a ponytail, since I knew you’d be using it to hold me. No jacket despite the chill. Walking through the parking lot, the cool breeze teased my nipples to hard points under the thin shirt, drew goose flesh across my thighs and teased chilling fingers over my damp, bare pussy. Pulling me to a stop halfway to the door,you make a slow show of unbuttoning my shirt to bare the upper curve of my breasts. I shivered as you smiled approvingly and led me inside.
You walked me right up to the desk and I take the cue to lean on the counter. The clerk gets a good view and those behind me are close to seeing everything else. The skirt is that short. You leered at me while the clerk, No…manager, tried not to be too obvious in his admiration. The slow Southern conversation as we check in is your way of making sure I am throughly embarassed and well showcased before we have our keys in hand. Heads turn as we made our way out of the lobby. When we reached the elevator cutout, just out of sight of the main hallway, you pulled a sharpie from a pocket, opened my shirt further and wrote “fucktoy, rm401″ across my chest. Tugging the shirt into place, but not buttoning it, you guided me onto the elevator. Of course, its one with all the mirrors. After pressing the buttons for every floor (thank God there are only four), you settled in a back corner, placing me squarely in front of yourself, your single bag at our feet. I can feel the hard bulge inyours pants as I lean back. I’m soaked from all the attention and gratefully welcome the hands pushing my skirt up. I want you to fuck me right here.
I start to lean over and grind myself against you. My shirt gapes open just as the first floor doors do the same. The older lady waiting, just stares in shock as I return the stare, mortified. Flustered, she walks away in a huff. Surely to report to the front desk. You start to chuckle as the doors close and I can’t help but giggle along. Those giggles quickly turn to startled moans as you bury two fingers deep inside my snatch. You have me pulled tight up against you, slowly finger fucking me when the second floor doors open.. No one. Gratitude registers briefly before I fall back into the delicious feeling of fingers pushing me closer to orgasm. Third floor, no one again. I am so close to cumming, I don’t care. As the doors close, though a hand catches it. A business man pushes through, case in hand. He pushes the number for the first floor and checks his watch before he notices us in the mirrored wall. Or I guess, he notices me. Flushed face, taut body, wide eyes, obviously aroused. You pull the fingers from my body and I moan. I never stop looking at the man before us, when your fingers slide into my mouth. As I suck them clean, Business Man’s eyes widen and I realize You’ve made sure my shirt is gaped open. Easy enough to read, though he never turns around. Here’s the fourth floor. You mutter ‘call us if you’re interested ” as we exit the elevator. My skirt is still tucked up over my ass so I am sure I leave an impression.
I can’t look up past my feet as I follow you to the room. I am shocked at how easy it is for me to act so shamefully. I scuttle past you at the door and go to sit decourously on the bed. You laugh outright, taking great pleasure in my mortification. The contents of the overnight bag get overturned onto the second bed. Dildos, buttplugs, restraints and such scatter about . Pulling a set of cuffs out of the mix, you tell me to strip. Eagerly I divest myself of clothes and stand coyly before you. Spinning me around, you cuff my hands behind me and push me forward onto the bed. A little rearrangment and I’m kneeling on the bed, face down, ass up, watching you consider the different toys in the stack. A dollop of lube rests on my anus, warming with my skin, waiting for whatever you please to fill me with.
The phone rings as you finish your considerations. You pick up the line as you swirl the tip of a 2 inch wide plug in the lube at my anus. I only hear bits of the polite conversation. Your apologies for being distracted in the elevator are interspersed by the moans, cries and whimpers as you impel the plug to settle in my bowels. The promise to not further bother the guests comes just as you shove the 2.5 inch wide dildo into my pussy. The suddenness makes me scream. Its too quick and im too tight but it feels so good! I don’t try to stay quiet, you enjoy everyone hearing me. Your fucking me with the dildo and I wonder vaguely if the person on the other end can hear the sloppy noises of my eager cunt. Still I hear you apologize again on the phone and invite the manager to come to our room if any further issues are reported. As I am panting on the bed, muscles clamped down on my intruders, you smile down on me as you hang up the phone. You pat my ass and congratulate me on doing as expected. More rearrangement and I am kneeling next to you, same position. But now, you sit on the bed, calming flipping channels as you play with the toys buried in me. The sounds of the toys moving in me sound huge to my overly excited self and I expect the manager to knock any minute.
But this playtime goes on for a hour. An hour of me moaning and wiggling as you twist, push, pull and delve into my ass and pussy. Apparently though, I am too quiet for your purposes. Retrieving other toys, you pull the dildo from me, simply to replace it with the 3 inch wide one. Setting me upright on my butt, you watch my face as the dildo grinds deep and splits me open all in one movement. I’m still squealing in amazement when you fastened the first clamp on my left nipple. Then I’m screaming again, chest thrust out as if I can distance myself from the pain. You wait only long enough for the pain to start to subside before you set the second one in place. Tears have happened at this point and I can’t imagine why you want to get us kicked out before you even fuck me.
It seems like only moments before there’s a knock on the door. You usher in the very flustered manager who starts to bluster at you before he stops in shock at the sight of me perched in the beds center. You take advantage of the break to begin berating me for being so loud. I just nod, tears still streaming down my face. You instruct me to show the manager why I’ve been so loud and apologize. Putting on my best pitiful face, and hefting my breasts in my hands, I apologize for the screams. The manager( His nametag says Bill) seems mesmerized by the sway of the chain linking my breasts. Next, I bend over and show him the large dildo in my pussy. His eyes widen at the explaination that my pussy was too tight for me to take it and be quiet. He sputters through my apology as the bulge shows large in his pants.
I look over to you and get the nod before moving to kneel before Bill. I offer that he fill my mouth so I don’t make any more noise. The shock is quickly replaced by greed. He pulls a moderately large cock out and shoves it between my lips. I want to make the best show for you, and the distraction takes away from the pain on my chest. I throw myself into lickinging and sucking to my best ability, even slurping his balls into my mouth. I begin trying to push his full cock deep into my throat. I’m not trained at it yet and begin gagging myself. It seems to only excite him further and he pushes deeper in me. With Bill’s cock full in me, I can’t see as you reacs over and remov both of the clamps. The wail of pain doesn’t make it past my lips because my mouth is full. But the vibrations from my cries are enough to tip Bill over the edge and he floods my mouth with cum. I gulp franticly to keep up. He’s almost sweet and very tasty. After scooping the overflow from my lips, I grin and show you my reward. Another gulp and I move to lick him clean as Bil struggles to catch his breath.
Straightening himself, he thanks you for understanding the situation. Answering him with thanks for conveying the imporatance of keeping me quiet, you fit the ballgag in my mouth. A quiet smile is all Bill offers before he lets himself out.
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/e1868s/hotel_fantasy_part_1