I pull up to the hotel, gripping my steering wheel with sweaty but cold palms. All of a sudden I become all too aware of how truly dangerous this could be for me. If I walk into that room and the person is not who they say they were, that’s it. It’s all over from here on out. I lift my hands from the wheel, almost certain that my snow white complexion is draining of all color. I pick up my phone and slowly tap in the passcode. I open my email and confirm the room number, 213. I stare at one more number, possibly the most important of the night, $120. Slowly I pull down my visor and fix my mascara and eyeliner, staring myself in the eyes. Am I really going to do this again? How many times could I truly get away with this? I stare into my own hazel eyes for what felt like eternity before reaching for the gloss in my center console. I slowly slide the smooth gloss applicator across my lips watching as I turn my pout from dull to desirable. It’s time. I step out onto the broken pavement in my best wedges. I take one final look at my car and fix my hair in the window. My attitude suddenly shifts and a smile begins to grow. It’s game time baby.
I can feel my heart start to pound as I pull open the door of the hotel. I walk straight past the receptionist with a smile and a slight wave as I head towards the stairs. In the blink of an eye, my nerves turn from frightening to thrilling and with every step, the presence of my own sexual desire grows. I can feel everything! My clit begins to throb and my nipples have never felt so hard with my bra rubbing ever so slightly against them. I begin to imagine all of the things I want to do but to tell the truth, I really just want this mystery man to use me. I want to be his personal play toy. I want him to tell me how to do what pleases him. I want to be his student.
I stop just after passing 211, collect myself and make sure all my clothes are falling in just the right way. Slowly I walk up to his door and tap my knuckles against the door. A lump begins to grow in my throat as I anxiously await his answer. I can hear the deadbolt slowly unlatch and click as it falls into the open position. A tall handsome man in his late 30’s opens the door and invites me in with nothing more than his eyes. I walk into his room greeted by humidity from the bathroom, a fresh crisp cologne smell and a random dialogue in the background coming from the TV. Background noise, thank god. I head towards the bed as he shuts the door after me and I hear the deadbolt return to its locked position. I turn around and he’s now facing me with a slight grin on his face. “So…have you ever done this before honey?” His voice is deep yet soft.
“A lady should never kiss and tell.” I give him a cheeky smile and a slight wink as I slowly lean against the wall. “But business is business baby. Pay before play.”
He smiles at me for a slight second and proceeds to reach into his coat pocket. I eagerly watch his hand slide out of his pocket while paying close attention to all the details around us. With the money in his hands he walks over to me and extends his hand. I slowly take the bills out of his hand and look them over, $120. It’s all there. “So how do you want to start this baby, tell me how I can please you.” I stare into his eyes and I can see the excitement brewing. I glance down and I am suddenly more excited than I thought I could ever be from a business transaction.
“Why don’t you show me what else that mouth is good at?’ He slowly pulls down the sweats he was wearing that looked so damn good on him. I take him by the hips and lower myself to my knees without breaking eye contact. He licks his lips and I begin to run my tongue down the length of his throbbing cock from tip to base ever so softly. I can feel his cock growing by the second. I just want to make you feel good daddy. I wrap my hand around the base and guide his cock into my mouth making sure to pay extra special attention to his tip. Swirling my tongue around in circles as I feel his whole body tense. He thrusts ever so gently until my throat is filled with nothing but cock. When he pulls away I go in for more. I want to gag on his cock. I want him to hold me down until I NEED to come up for air. He puts his hand on the back of my head and wraps my ponytail around his hand and as I deepthroat his cock this time, he holds me down. I gag slightly and he releases his pressure. “Get undressed and lay on the bed.” He has such an authoritative tone. I’m a good girl, I do as I’m told
“How do you want me?” I ask him in the most soft and innocent tone.
“I want to fuck you doggy style. Rough and deep.” I know this is business but whoever said to never mix business and pleasure had shit all wrong.
After I have stripped down to nothing but the hair tie holding my hair up, I crawl onto his bed and lay my face down against the soft sheets as my knees are holding the rest of my body in the perfect position for him. He grabs my hips ever so gently and begins to rub his rock hard cock against my already throbbing and dripping pussy. I always get so wet from giving head. He groans softly when he feels how wet I am for him and slowly I feel him slipping all of himself into me. Shocks are sent up my body and I can’t help but moan. I can feel every vein, every inch. He begins slowly thrusting the entire length of his cock into my extremely wet pussy. His cock fills my pussy with absolutely no room to spare. I can feel his grip tighten around my hips as he thrusts harder and deeper. Within seconds the background noise is drowned out by my uncontrollable moaning and gasping for air. My pussy starts to feel so warm and so tight around his cock. He wraps my hair around his hand for a second time and slams my head as far back as possible while leaning down to whisper, “do you like that baby?” I can hardly answer but I manage to respond with, “Yes daddy,” between my moans and gasps.
After 10 minutes of pounding my pussy into submission, he slows and asks me where I want his cum. I turn my head. “I’m thirsty daddy.” As soon as I get the words out of my mouth he pulls his cock from my pussy, flips me over, and kneels over top of me. I open my mouth, begging with my eyes to taste every drop that he can give me. His hand slows and his grip relaxes. He throws his head back and my mouth is filled with his delicious cum. A few drops land on my lips. I look him in the eyes and wipe my face with a finger and suck my finger clean. He grins at me and climbs off the bed.
Whoever said to never mix business and pleasure was wrong.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/sww008/power_and_pleasure