She knew she shouldn’t be here as she hesitated in front of the door marked 213. Her heart was beating so fast that she could feel it thumping under the soft silk of the expensive black lace bra. Her usual business attire discarded for her afternoon rendezvous. She felt light headed yet strangely excited. She was sweating despite the exposed flesh. It was her first time with a client; ‘ i must be mad, out of my mind to be doing this’. Her hand trembled as it reached out to knock three times as instructed on the door. It looked old and well used just like the rest of this run down cheap hotel. Her car looked out of place in the parking lot., if you could call it that. Weeds sprouted between the concrete slabs between the assorted automobiles, there were crumpled fast food bags, discarded soda cans and old wooden crates stacked against a wall. She’d smelt the old acrid cigarette smoke, seen the burn marks in the faded carpet, chewing gum stuck to the edge of the door, and various dark brown stains from dubious liquid sources on the hallway carpet as she hurriedly walked from the entrance lobby, past the lobby man who leered at her with lustful envy, up the two flights of steps ( elevator out of service) and finally to where she stood now.
“It’s open” a deep grave voice spoke from inside the room. She pushed the door and stepped inside the darkened room. The curtains had been drawn across the window but the gap where they didn’t quite reach let in enough light so she could make out the room details. There was a double bed over to one side pressed up against the peeling wall, a light shade swung methodically from the ceiling, and a man was sitting in a chair over to one corner near the bathroom door. She was silhouetted against the light from the corridor. He could see her but she couldn’t see all of him. She smelt alcohol and cigarette smoke. It stung her eyes. She hesitated a moment.. ‘Why had i agreed to this?’ Why do i need this?’ .. but she knew the answer to that question even if she couldn’t admit it too herself. The woman at the agency had told her that there was nothing wrong with her fantasies, she was a perfectly healthy liberated modern woman. She began to doubt that the silver pack she’d paid for would be worth the cost. This was the first INTEX ( Intimate Experience) the woman had explained to her at her appointment. The man shifted in his chair, she could tell he was tall and muscular. At least he wouldn’t be a fat slobbering pig she reminded herself. She suddenly felt alone and vulnerable. She felt uncomfortable but her beating heart and dampness between her thighs told her that she should stay. She closed the door behind her and took several steps into the room. Her high heeled black hookers boots brushed against her thighs and echoed on the hard foot.
“strip” the voice was hard and unemotional. No introductions, no handshakes, no smalltalk.
She put her hands behind her and reached for the zip of her red micro mini skirt…
“stop… the top first”.
She unbuttoned her silk blouse and slipped it off her shoulders revealing the black lace push up bra that emphasised her pert breasts. She felt a warmth between her legs. She felt ashamed yet excited, turned on by the thought of stripping for a stranger in a cheap hotel room.
She unzipped her miniskirt and stepped out of it. She stood before him in only her hooker boots, black fishnets, and matching bra and panties.
She could feel his eyes roving over her body, his eyes admiring the feminine curves, and the slutty lingerie she’d bought for the occasion.
“come here.” Her nipples felt hard pushing against the silk. She wanted to be fucked over the bathroom sink, legs spread wide while he fingered her and forced her to cum… she was such a slut. She couldn’t help herself at night when the vibrator pushed her over the edge as she imagined being fucked raw like some cheap whore. She wanted it bad, so bad but this man frightened her. She felt he could do things to her body no man had done before.
She stood in front of him as he gazed up and down her body. His eyes lingered on her pussy barely hidden under the thing whisp of black lace. . She shivered with desire. She loved him looking at her like that, like she was an object to be used and fucked and enjoyed.
“Turn around”… she felt his hard fingers grasp and knead the soft flesh of her ass. A small whimper escaped her mouth. No man had treated her like this before. He delicately moved his hands up and down the insides of her legs up to her… he pushed her thighs apart. He stroked her pussy through the lace. She moaned and put her head back. He rubbed harder till his finger became sticky…..
“Fuckin’ whore…. you’re already wet”.
“whore”… the word caught her by surprise. She hadn’t expected that. She was here with a man, a complete stranger, who was going to pay to fuck her yet the word seemed too harsh, too cold, too abrupt. Her mind was racing. She half glanced at the door. She still had a chance to get out before it was too late. ‘Run now Madison’. … The same woman had told her that some clients liked to play rough. She wanted it rough but did that mean being verbally degraded? Her head was spinning. She felt she was losing control of he situation.
Without warning he spun her around and then pushed her down onto the cold hard floor so she was kneeling between his outstretched legs.
He grabbed her hair and pulled her towards his crotch “Suck it , whore.”
Her hands were trembling as she reached towards the bulge in his jeans and began unbuttoning them..
“Hurry up… i’m paying you for this. Don’t take all fuckin’ afternoon.”
She touched his warmth and she froze. He was already rock hard. She gasped as it sprung out in front of her face. It was huge maybe 7 or 8 inches. She hadn’t seen one this size before but then she’d only been with two other men before today… in her fantasies there were dozens queueing up outside her door to fuck the living daylights out of her…She felt a shiver run down her body, out of fear or lust she wasn’t certain. Anyway it didn’t matter now. There was no turning back.
She parted her lips and pressed them to the top of his shaft.
“Lick and kiss it you dirty slut.” She swirled her tongue around the tip then licked up and down. She remembered watching one porno where the girl spat on it so she did that. She rubbed her saliva along his shaft mixing it with his pre cum. Her hand grew slick over his thickness. There was a warmth radiating from between her legs and she was already wet down there. Her heart was beating faster now. ‘Do it like a pro’ the man at the agency had told her ‘take your time and remember to look the client in the eye.’ She looked up at him as she took his cock into her mouth. She saw the unforgiving harshness in his eyes. He grabbed a handful of her long brown hair and pulled her roughly onto him. She choked as it hit the back of her throat. She gagged almost immediately but he was unforgiving. He tightened his grip on her hair and forced her head to move up and down on his throbbing hardness. She was struggling for breath and her eyes started to water; He pulled her off and she coughed and spluttered… some whiteness dribbled down her chin and fell onto her lace bra… “dirty fuckin’ whore” he growled. “Clean up your mess” he commanded so she licked her lips before her head went down on him again. She sucked and licked all the time looking up at him. She loved it. She was pleasuring a stranger in this seedy hotel. Servicing him like a hot dirty whore. She gulped as some went down her throat.’ I’m getting good at this ‘ she thought. He moaned and she felt his hardness stiffen inside her mouth. He put both his hands on the back of her head as he increased the rhythm. Her heart was hammering in her chest… she couldn’t take it much more.. burning pain in her lungs as he forced her to deep throat without mercy… then a sudden gush of hot stickiness hit the back of her throat and she had to swallow to avoid choking. He pulled out and released her. Her knees trembled and she fell to one side gasping for air then coughed up some of his still warm stickiness that drooled from her mouth and splashed onto her bare stomach and lace panties. Hot tears rolled down her cheeks. She felt humiliated, abused and owned. She was his whore now.
He took her upper arm in a vice like grip and pulled her backwards towards the bed. Suddenly he threw her onto her back. ” She sat up on the crumpled pillows. He loomed over her drinking in the soft curves of her body. She swallowed… her throat sore from its pounding. ” Get naked whore”. He had used that word before towards her and it disgusted but also turned her on. She looked up at him then smiled. She knew he was going to fuck her into the sheets any moment like some worthless little slut but she was going to show him she still had some self respect.
“why don’t you say please?”.
The hard slap resounded around the room ” who the fuck do you think you are?” ‘You’re mine now, you little slut”. A tear rolled down her cheek. It wasn’t supposed to be like this. She hadn’t paid so much to be treated like a worthless piece of fuck meat, or had she?
“If you’re nice to me i’ll give you more pleasure” she whispered in his ear.
“Let me show you how i can take care of a man like you”… that seemed to work as she slowly reached behind and unclasped the black lace bra and her pert breasts popped out under his lustful gaze. He moved closer to her and caressed her face then slowly moved his hands through her hair. She licked her bright red lips, He looked down at her with her smudged lipstick and her mascara and make up already ruined by his throat fucking. He smiled sadistically then whispered in her left ear ” they’re paying me to fuck you like the dirty whore you are. ” She gasped as he reached out and pinched her nipples, played with her breasts, pinching, pulling, grabbing them as she winced zt his roughness. He suddenly stood up and took both her ankles pulling her down the bed then slipped two fingers into the sides of her lace panties and yanked them down; Her pussy was exposed and a wetness glistened between her legs. He knelt on the bed between her legs and started licking and kissing along the insides of her thighs, up to her belly, across her stomach and the hot sweat kisses rained down across the breast, her neck and down her sides. He didn’t stop…the endless caressing, stroking, blowing warm air from his mouth over her pussy and between her outstretched legs. His mouth found her pussy… long torturous licks in a circular motion followed by his tongue teasing her clit. He parted her lips and dug his tongue inside her as her hips moved to take him in more. She wanted him deep inside now but he was going to torment her into ecstasy. All the while moving his hands across her body, caressing and kneading her flesh; She was moaning and she felt the warmth spreading out. She wanted him so badly. She was being used like the dirty little whore in her secret fantasies and it felt so good. She lost all sense of time as he pressed his tongue deeper inside her moving it up and down, using his fingers to open her up wider and she felt her juices running down inside her thighs to seep onto the bed. She groaned and arched her back; her breath quickened and she felt herself slip into a deep pleasurable void.
She opened her eyes as he plunged into her. He went deep straight away and she cried out as he hit her back wall; He was huge and it hurt so bad. He thrust in and out, long slow torturous thrusts that left her gasping from the pain and the pleasure. Slow first then faster and faster her tits wobbled with each thrust. He was sliding in and out of her soaking wet pussy. She could feel every vein in his cock throbbing as it slid against her walls. Her pussy tightened around his cock. She dug her nails into his back as she felt her thighs tighten against his muscular legs. She raised her hips to meet his thrusts and she started to writhe beneath him. He was panting above her now, sweat dripped of his face and spattered onto her breasts, one hand took both her wrists and roughly pinned them down into the pillow above her head. His hard legs forced her thighs even wider. Any more and she’d tear into two. His belly slapped down onto hers and she tried twisting her head away from his piercing blue eyes but his mouth covered hers and his tongue snaked out into her hot sticky mouth. Her body shook and writhed from the pleasure, she rolled her head back and clasped her eyes shut… letting go to the brutal pleasure as he rammed into her again and again. She’d never been used like this before… Her juices seeping out onto the already damp sheet beneath her. She felt him harden deep inside then the hot gush flooded her. He kept pounding into her pussy until she felt him go limp. He lay on top of her for several minutes; He stayed inside her for what seemed like an eternity, no doubt enjoying his control over her; She smiled to herself. No man had fucked her raw like that before. She’d given him so much pleasure like the good little whore she was. hIs chest expanded and contracted against her flattened breasts. she swore she could hear the blood rushing through his body against the stillness of the darkened room. His hot stickiness crushed her into the bed. Pain in her wrists from the vice like grip. He suddenly let go and rolled off her. She slowly closed her legs. Her pussy was still throbbing and her lungs ached from the lack of oxygen. She tried to sit up but her head was spinning and her back hurt. She watched as he got dressed. She saw him fully for the first time. Short blond hair, blue eyes, probably 35-40, about 6’2 and 220 lbs. No wonder he’d fucked her into the sheets. A cold wave enveloped her. At the agency last week the man in the elevator stepping out as she arrived for her appointment.
He turned towards her then put the money on the bedside table “same time next week babe.”
The door banged shut and she was reaching for her clothes when her phone rang. The woman’s voice “how was it?” ” If you want you can upgrade to the premium pack and next time you’ll get The Carlton instead of this dive. You know you want to.” She put the phone down and picked up the pile of grubby bank notes from beside the bed…. 300$… not bad for less than an hours work… but next time she’d ask for more, much more….
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