(M)oans and (W)himpers from the hotel room

He’s waiting for me at the hotel,

RIGHT now. TRAFFIC COULD NOT GO ANY SLOWER.

I can’s stop thinking of his 8″ inside me. Anywhere. Mouth. Pussy… Ass. I would make so many bad decisions if he asked me to make them… He can make me cum so good. Better than I can myself. I am so stupid for him…

He’s in town. He rode the train to see me, like he always does. He’s so obedient but ironically, I can’t help BUT obey him. That curve MAKES me obey him. You would think a major curve would be a disadvantage in sex but his cock curves in juuust the right way. It fits perfectly right into my mouth with handfuls to spare. It’s literally my favorite thing…to swirl my tongue around his cock….

Now, I’ve had bigger guys. Taller guys. I’ve had Longer cocks. I’ve had THICKER cocks. But nothing, NOTHING makes me cum like him. Don’t get me wrong… It is a hard, long powerful cock. But a huge long member on the wrong guy turns into a disaster.

FINALLY! Which room? Room 304…

knock… waiting… wetness…

Right as I get in the room. He throws my bags to the side and starts kissing me. Passionately. Softly, yet firm. He tells me he’s missed me, he loves me… he’s MISSED me…I’ll tell him he is perfect. He laughs and gets on his knees…

smelling me… rubbing my pussy .

Hotels in 3 cities. We have rode the train and driven miles to see each other. Just months before, we had no idea we would be so important to each other.

We were just strangers….

We chat about dinner as he continues to smell my pussy. Every girls worst fear is a smelly pussy. He tells me NOT to shower. He WANTS to smell me, CRAVES my essence as a Goddess… I always shower though. Almost every time. It turns me on when he COMMANDS me to not wash my pussy so he can taste me. and oh god can he taste me. For HOURS he could taste me. I didn’t think much of him bragging about holding his breath…. We drove through a tunnel one time and he held his breath…. about 4 seconds because it was a tiny ass tunnel. NOT impressive until he kept it held for about 2 minutes AFTER we left the tunnel. I thought he was cheating until I was riding his face to a third cum with him breathing like Micheal Phelps getting a medal.

You get that medal.

God, a man that loves to eat pussy like I love sucking dick. A match made in heaven.

I love him. It’s not just sex. It’s not just his curve hits my gspot perfectly. Or the curve brushes my gspot during doggy. It’s so perfect. He can go forever and he is CRAZY for me. Thank god because he could do so many bad things to me if he were that type of guy. But he’s not. It’s so weird but he is a nice, decent, emotionally intelligent nice guy with a big dick. But you know what he did without his dick? Make me cum on my neck by sucking on it. Or my nipples. On command. Within minutes. It sounds insane, but he can.

Like, “Yoga sex training on a mountain” good sex. Legs in the air, from behind, choke me, fuck my face over the bed, cum on me daddy, cum in my pussy, cum in my mouth, please film me daddy, spank me, I’m a good girl…

And then cuddles and laughs and kisses. I love to feel safe. I love to be in his arms. Then back to his bratty cum slut begging to swallow his 7th load for the weekend.

After my…fifth cum in the first hour, he drags my limp, sticky body across the bed. I’ve cum so hard I can barely move…. He positions my head hanging over the bed… He’s going to fuck my face. It fills my mouth and slides down towards my throat. The curve is insane but in this position my mouth can just be his fuck toy. The saliva kicks into overdrive. I start literally thirsting for his cock in my mouth. I could suck him for hours. He is gentle but firm. I can hear his moans and grunts as he uses my lips to pleasure himself. Even after a half dozen orgasms I can’t help but play with my wet pussy as he fucks my mouth… I could do this all night.

My tummy rumbles. “owoutieese”

“what?” He says as his cock slides out of your mouth, pre cum dripping down my chin. “How about Chinese?” I repeated, now un-cocked.

“Sounds great! Put this in.” It was intimidating and commanding. An instant switch from the playful mouth fucking a moment before. He handed me a remote control toy. He could make me cum by phone. I was dripping with anticipation…

Im in the car outside the Chinese place. He finished paying on his phone and switched Apps.

“Go get it.”

“yes sir…”I opened the door.

I opened the door, Hand Sanitizer, don’t forget your mask… Ew… A sad looking Aquarium was all dried and empty. I’m sure this placed was packed on a Sunday afternoon in the before times but….Pandemic. Sad.

I feel a buzz.

He turned it on… God I can barely think, it’s so direct on my clit… so wet…”OH YES! Hello!! Uh I have an order for pick up…”

*BUZZ*

The lady stops for a second. She looks around as if looking for something… Oh God, she hears the vibrator.

“Sorry, Do you hear a phone vibrating?” She asks.

“YES! That’s me! My husband like to mess with me.” I sputter while blushing.

“Your order will be ready in a few minutes.”

*BUZZZZZZZZZZZZ*

“Thankyouverymuch” I rushed away from the counter, trying not to twitch or moan.

I looked out the window to see his eyes staring at me. I knew his fingers were gliding on the screen. Turning up the buzzing toy nestled in my panties. It kept buzzing, slower, then faster, random. I couldn’t predict when it would come. Or when I would. I turned away from the lady, but I’m sure she could tell something.

“Here you are!” She placed the bags on food on the counter.

He turned it up. I squealed with a tiny Orgasm.

I hope they didn’t hear that. I hurried and asked for napkins and forks while twitching more than I meant to.

“Thanks so much have a great DAY! ” I shouted the last word so loud the cook poked her head out while the dick in the car cranked the dial to 10 one last time in public.

He had turned it on full blast as he saw me leaving. One last moment of sexual perversion. One more embarrassing slut moment in front of strangers. I was shaking walking back to the car. It was full blast and I was so close to going over the edge just putting pressure on the toy while sitting down. He kisses me passionately the second the food is on the floor of the car.

I cum. My wetness starts to soak into my panties. He reaches for my body, fingers gliding to everywhere. Each point of pressure shoots desire into my body… Hotel…

We eat. Watch a movie. Very fun date night for a pandemic. But that’s the thing. It IS fun. It IS romantic. It should be awful, masks and takeout and not going beyond the bathroom for 3 days, but it is fun. Being together is fun, doing nothing is fun. I couldn’t be happier… It feels like there should be something wrong, like, he’s sexy but not fun. Or he’s mean. Or disrespectful, but he keeps being great. He tells me the same thing about me. I believe him. I can tell how much he loves me, how much he tries. The effort, the attention to detail. I love him….

We clean up and cuddle in bed… Picking something to stream… He flips through netflix taking my viewing preferences far too much into account because I plan on watching his eyes roll into the back of his head. I start playing with his cock. It grows in my hand as he clicks the remote. He starts…. something…

My mouth finds the head of his cock and sucks. Slowly. Deliberately.

He drops the remote of the bed…

My hand strokes him up and down as my mouth slides down to meet it. Slobber starts to drip in between my fingers. I draw my head back and spit on his cock as he smiles. He lays back to enjoy himself. My favorite. I love to control this man with my mouth. I could suck his soul out.

I grip both hands around it and still have room to fill my mouth.

The bulge on this mans gray sweatpants.

I keep buying him ones I want to see his bulge in. I wish it wasn’t the pandemic so I could show his package off to more than the front desk girl or housekeeper… This gives me a sexy idea… As I suck his cock I start to plan….

He takes his time with my mouth. He flips me over to fuck my throat off the bed. He tweaks my nipples as he fucks my tongue. He starts to suck on the left one… He flicks and sucks and kisses my breasts and nipples as I shudder and take his cock however he gives it to me.

He whispers the single word “cum”

He says it through the side of his mouth briefly coming off of sucking on my nipples

and then he starts to cum down my throat.

I took the word as a command, not a warning, but I drank his jizz as my own shaking orgasm tingled through my nipples, simultaneously…

We wake up the next day, after being , whats the technical term? “High as fuck” I believe it is… My plan begins… I turn him towards a PARTICULARLY gray pair of sweatpants as we plan our day. I love getting him all ranges of stiff as I play with him throughout the day. We are planning a little outing, and I plan on his guy to be out as much as possible.

We get in the car, I’ve been eying his package. It’s perfect. He looks so…. bulgy. It’s impossible not to notice. Unless you’re him. He doesn’t seem to notice, but he isn’t wanting it in his mouth like I do. I can’t stop thinking about it. We sit down to eat lunch. Beautiful day, but just cool enough for sweatpants. Gray Sweatpants.

I pull a chair for him, “Madam” I say as he giggles and sits down.

I picked the spot so that a bunch of old ladies across from him can’t help but see his buldge when he sits back.

I’m sure he doesnt know but I give him a look…. He gets it. He also has no shame.

The looks on the ladies faces were priceless. To his credit, he never looked at them, to keep up the illusion we weren’t flaunting his 8″ stuffed in Medium jogging sweats. He spread his legs to show off as we flirted and talked waiting on each course. I was loving to kiss and flirt and show off. Especially Because I could see my audience watching. They didn’t seem to have the self control to look away. I feel the same, ladies.

But more than the flirting, I loved to see him innocently flash his long cock spread down one pant leg. “Adjusting” as he stood up and sat down again. Slowly. You could see the head outlined in the material. I swear I heard a gasp…

The positions and reasons he came up with for showing off were amazing. He would literally lean into tell me to “watch” as he pointed a chubby at the group of cougars while he was “stretching” while waiting on the check. Their eyes widened and you could tell they were taking it in their memory for later. They even leaned in to whisper to each other. Maybe they were going to say something to the manager. Maybe we should head… I mean leave….

Back at the room we start to relax and smoke weed.

Edibles? Yes, thank you.

The relaxation hits my body, God, I am STILL super horny, even after dozens of hours and dozens of orgasms later.

Something is on the TV. I can’t even focus. I wonder if he is still horny as I cuddle up closer to him. It’s so warm and cozy, maybe we will fall asleep by mistake… Until I feel his cock under the blankets. It is definitely getting harder. My mouth starts to water, My hand grazes his crotch. He laughs, “You CAN NOT get enough of my cock, and I love it…”

He pulls his dick out and pushes my head to meet it. I greedily start my job, His hands wander all over and either drive me wild and teases my nipples or holds my head as I bob my head on his shaft. He grunts and thrusts into my face as I try to take him all in my mouth. It is so hot, I start to play with my clit. I must have started to moan because as soon as he noticed he barked at me:

“Are you PLAYING with yourself?”

I took my mouth off his cock and nodded sheepishly.

“Then you must need to cum….”

He jumped off the bed and pushed my head into the warm pillow he was just laying on. He told me to present my ass, so I propped myself up with a pillow… I’m not sure what’s happening, it’s a bit dark and my face is squished into the pillow. Suddenly the warm wet lips and tongue showed me what he was doing next. He started eating me out from behind.

Spit and juices start dripping down my leg. We might have to get another set of sheets…

He was so passionate and into it. It was HIS pleasure to eat her, I can tell when eating pussy is just to get laid and when it is an enjoyable pastime. He ate me like it was his job. It was sloppy and sexy and unabashed. I could let myself go because I knew he was enjoying it too.

The licking, back and forth, the lapping, the spitting…. oh god the spitting…

A moment of pause. Silence…

He spits on my pussy…

God, he didn’t need to, because I was dripping with wetness. I can feel him start to line up with my pussy… He begins to mount me…

He starts to fuck me, but it’s not like before. He usually picked positions that hit my gspot with his curved dick. Legs spread and pointing at the ceiling, curved 8 inches fucking my spot ’til i’m a puddle…

He usually picked positions that could hit my clit as well as pound me deeply…

He was using me…

He was wild and just plain using my body, I was his sex slave. He had made me cum in countless ways in countless positions, but I could tell…

This time he was using my body to get off.

It was primal and forceful. His dreadlocks brushed my ass and back as his cock thrust and pushed inside me. His hands gripped my sides as he used the leverage to thrust every inch inside me. Each push makes my eyes close in pleasure. He could use me as his fuck doll for hours and it would feel amazing.

“Fuck, you’re tight…” he says starting to slow down…. I think he almost came.

He starts to fuck me again.

“You gunna cum for me baby?” I purred?”

“Shhhhh… Holes don’t talk”

He started to grunt. The bed bounced and squeaked. I can’t wait for my prize…

Suddenly, he loses control. I love when he does that. I imagine the spurts coating my insides, the gushing and twitching cock head spilling it’s beautiful sticky seed into my waiting slick pussy. My cum starts to mix with his, my juice spills down my leg. I can feel the cum cocktail still surrounding his dick , which nestled tightly inside me. Still hard.

Such a great weekend…

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