Before the room’s door was even half closed, they were in each other’s arms. Propriety had been abandoned at the front door to the hotel. Here for these short moments, in this room, depravity and wickedness rule. Their tongues finding each other, began dueling with passion. They fumbled at buttons as lust and want pounded in their chests. He slid his shoes off, where they went, they’d find them later.
“Please, let me” he said.
She dropped her arms to her side as he began to undo the few remaining buttons holding her dress together. Each button undone revealed more of her pale skin and lacy demi bra. With the last button done, he slowly slid the light dress from her shoulders.
“My turn” she said with a smirk, stopping him from reaching around to continue his quest. She quickly undid the few remaining buttons on his shirt and quickly removed it, tossing it aside. His tee shirt similarly found itself tossed to the side. She ran her hands down his chest, his nipples hardening under her touch. She reached down and began to unbuckle his belt. The leather that would see use later, she laid on the bed. She was certain of that. He would never deny her that. She popped the button on his jeans, hooked her thumbs in the sides and slid them down. As the jeans descended, she could see his cock was swelling, waiting for her to make it her own plaything.
He pulled her up and looked in her eyes, “My turn”. Her nipples poked firmly against the thin lace of her demi bra, her areola clearly visible. He breath caught as he pulled her firmly against him. His arms wrapped around her, his hands clasped her bra and his fingers fumbled the hook, He worked it free. He planted soft kisses on her shoulders as his hands slid the straps off. He pulled back and let her breasts free, dropping the bra to the floor.
She pulled his head to her and the duel of tongues began anew. Her hands dropped down his sides as his arms wrapped around her, running his fingers along her back, grasping her hair in his hand and pulling her head back to expose her neck. He lustily kissed her sucking hard on both earlobes. She hooked her thumbs into the waistband of his shorts and began to tug them down. They hid her prize and she wanted it. He released her grip as she slid them down. Kneeling in front of him, she stared at her prize. The head sensitive, already dripping with his own excitement. She parted and licked her lips as she leaned forward like a moth to flame. His pulse quickened as he felt the heat and force from her breath on his cock.
Looking down at her, he placed his hands on his shoulders and firmly told her “Not yet my slut.” She paused and looked tentatively up. Her eyes found his. “Stand” he said. She slowly stood. He turned her around facing the bed and quickly removed her sodden panties. He stood and whispered in her ear, “Bend over and spread your legs”
She complied, but had no idea what his next move would be. As she glanced behind her, he caught her looking “Eyes front.” he said. She heard rustling behind her and a sound that she was sure was a cap popping. He came back to the bed and placed a pillow in front of her. He then stood behind her and she could feel his thighs touching hers. His cock pressed against her ass cheeks as he leaned over her and whispered in her ear, “You’ve been asking for this and I’m going to thoroughly enjoy fulfilling your request. Spread both your cheeks wide my little cock worshiping slut. You’re going to be filled like you haven’t been filled in a long time.”
She could hear the lust dripping from every word. Obeying, she rested her head on the pillow and grabbed her cheeks. With excitement building in her body, her breath quickening, she waited for what was coming. She felt a cool, slick finger begin to circle her crinkled rosebud. She gasped and tensed at the touch.
“Relax, trust me” he whispered gently in her ear. She felt his free hand gently caress her back. Her eyes closed and a whimper escaped her lips as she felt him gently enter her ass. It had been so long since anyone had deliberately and willfully touched her there. She savored the sensations, a bit of pain from the stretching of her anal ring. His lubed finger penetrated slowly but each millimeter of depth lessened the pain. She felt him twist and rotate his finger in her. Her breath became shorter, her pussy dripped juices down her thighs. He withdrew almost all the way out and then one quickly became two as a second slick finger probed her. More delicious pain as her sphincter muscle was forced wider by his fingers.
Again, he whispered in her ear “Relax my slut, this is only the beginning, there is so much more to come.” He worked the two fingers in and out, rotating left and right, twisting and thrusting. Her breath coming in shorter gasps each time he bottomed out. Then, without warning, a third finger was felt. She moaned loudly as she stretched to accept the intruders. “That’s it, let yourself go,” he whispered in her ear. The heat in her pussy felt intense, the wetness she felt running down her thighs was proof to her, that in this moment, she belonged to him. She began to thrust her hips back to meet his thrusts. “Please” she moaned.
“Please what my slut?” he asked.
“Please fuck my ass sir!” she begged.
“Not yet.” he replied.
In a swift moment, she felt his fingers leave her ass, leave her wanting, leave her on the edge of a cliff over a cool mountain lake that she desperately needed to leap off of. The feelings of his fingers were swiftly replaced by the feel of a hard, stiff object. Most certainly not a cock. “I’m filling you with a plug my slut. You will wear it with pride because it’s yours. It belongs to you and is for your pleasure.” She felt the plug enter her, spreading her anal ring wider that his fingers. For a brief moment, she was scared, but like a moment, it passed. The plug was full inserted into her. He whispered in her ear, “Now the games begin.”
She stood, her knees against the bed, trembling, the plug inserted in her ass, her breath short and her heart beating like a drum. Beads of sweat had formed on her lip. Being full was the only way she could describe the sensations emanating from her ass. Tight also came to mind. His body pressed against her, his arms wrapped around her and his hands cupping her breasts and rolling her hardened nipples between his fingers.
She could feel the heat of his breath as he whispered in her ear, “What are you craving my slut. What do you need at this moment?”
“Your cock sir.” she replied, in an almost lustful, begging tone.
“What about it?” he asked, trying to draw out her anguish.
“I want to worship it. ” she replied, a bit more confidently but still with an undertone of dripping desire.
He got on the bed, sat down on his ankles and spread his knees wide, his cock hard and shiny with his own lust. He motioned her and said, “On your hands and knees my beautiful temptress and look at my eyes.” She crawled onto the bed and positioned herself in front of him, never taking her eyes off of his.
A little smile crept across his lips as he said “You may touch my cock only with your lips.”
Not taking her eyes off of his, she crept forward and leaned down and began kissing and caressing his cock with her soft, supple lips. She heard his gasp and could see him tense as she began working the sensitive head with her lips. As she ran her lips along his shaft, he said “You made an error today. Do you know what that error was?”
She wracked her brain trying to determine what the transgression was. She honestly could think of nothing. “No sir, I don’t know” she replied. She purred as her lips continued to kiss his cock all over.
“Let me illuminate you my dear.” he said. “You failed to thank the gentleman who held the door for you when you entered the lobby.” She paused her kissing for a moment. She remembered nothing about the lobby but him sitting in a chair. Her excitement of meeting clouded all other thoughts or even memories of the lobby.
“Politeness is important. It sets us apart. So, to atone for your transgression, you will receive ten swats.” he said as she felt the cool touch of his belt sliding across her back. It raised goosebumps, tracing a line across her skin. From hip to shoulder and dragging by the tip across her back to the other side. The sensual feel of the leather deepened her lustful feelings. She was now craving not only the taste of his cock, but also the sting of the leather. As her panting grew heavier, he said to her, “Indulge yourself as you receive your punishment.”
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