This is the continuation of A NYC Cab Ride so if you haven’t read it, please read that first so you get the full story!
When we arrived back to our hotel, all 7 of us piled into the elevator to ride up to our floor. My two friends were full on making out in front of Steve, Brian and I. As the elevator doors opened, we quickly moved to our hotel room down the hall. We had a suite with two bedrooms and a small reception area. (Side note: My friend’s dad was LOADED and paid for this trip!) This was an amazing suite in the heart of downtown Manhattan. The girls tugged their respective boy toys to the bedrooms while I offered Brian and Steve a drink from the bar area.
Steve flopped onto the giant couch while I took Brian’s hand and guided him to the oversized chair. He sat down and I immediately snuggled myself onto his lap, my one leg draping over the arm and the other dangling between his legs. I knew my pussy was fully exposed and that both boys could see all of me. I had promised Brian I would take care of him and I would. But first, I wanted him to finish what he had started in the cab. I needed release.
I pulled his head down to kiss deeply. His hand traveled up and down my leg, pulling me closer to his chest. He kissed me thoroughly, I mean damn he could kiss. I could feel his cock growing under my ass and my pussy getting wetter by the second.
I felt his fingers on my pussy lips that were slick and open for him. I thought he would tease me for a bit but no. He slid 2 big fingers deep into me in one go, curling them up and then began to fuck me. My head flopped onto his shoulder when his thumb found my clit. You could hear my pussy juice squishing around as he fucked me. His thumb rubbed my clit in circles over and over. Then he whispered softly for me to cum for him and that did it. My body convulsed, my pussy clamped down and soaked his hand as I cried out against his shoulder.
I lay there on his lap for a few minutes. Completely useless and barely conscious. I stirred when I felt a pressing under my ass, his dick flexing under me. Straining against his pants. I had promised to take care of him and I’m a girl who keeps her promises. I pushed off his chest and kissed him again. Slow, sensual, deep. I seriously could’ve just stayed in his lap kissing him all night. But I didn’t, I slid down between his legs, my pussy dripping onto my creamy thighs. My dress had shifted to expose my tits and my ass and pussy were still on display.
Brian unzipped his pants springing his cock free, allowing me to see the cum coating his head. He took my hand and said something like “you don’t have to do this, I don’t usually cum from BJs.”
Now if you’ve read some of my stories, y’all know I am a cock sucking enthusiast. I mean truly I fucking love a cock down my throat. The combination of servitude and control is intoxicating to me. So when Brian said that, my mission was set. I wasn’t going to let him leave without swallowing every drop.
Game on, Brian.
I stood up, and slid the straps of my dress over my shoulders so the fabric puddles at my feet. I carefully stepped out, trying not to trip in my intoxicated state. I stood there before Brian and Steve entirely naked except for my heels. I kept my eyes focused solely on Brian but I could hear Steve whisper, “Jesus Christ man”. Haha, I’m already winning.
I slithered back down to the floor between his legs and carefully tugged his pants to his ankles. Then I removed his shoes and pulled his legs free. I wanted to be able to get to him entirely, not just his cock. I could see the cum leaking out the top and dripping down. Brian’s legs jumped when I placed a hand on each thigh. Staring at him, I touched the base of his cock with my tongue, right between the shaft and his balls, and slowly dragged it all the way to the tip. In one long, painfully slow motion, our eyes never leaving the others. When I reached the top, I lapped at the cum, licking the head of his cock clean.
I could see Brian’s chest rising and falling as his breathing deepened. I knew I had him and I think he knew it too. I pulled the head of his dick into my mouth and sucked him like a vacuum. In and out, over and over as he watched my face. I worked my way back down his cock and began to suckle his balls. Taking each one into my mouth to lavish attention to it while I rubbed his cock with my hand. I then slid further into the floor and nestled my face under his sack and licked at that so sensitive spot that make most men groan in delight. And I continued to fist his shaft, faster and slower. When I pulled away, my hand was coated in more cum, so I licked my fingers and palm clean as he watched me.
Brian continued to stare at me as my mouth engulfed the head of his cock for what would be the final time. I wrapped my hand around him again and moved my other to fondle his balls. I swallowed him all the way to the base of his cock, lubing him up and then started to suck him. Fisting him up and down as I sucked and swirled my tongue around his head. I felt his body begin to tense under me and knew he was close. I kept going, unrelenting, forcing his orgasm. When he exploded, I only had the head in my mouth so his cum shot all over my tongue. I didn’t swallow him immediately, I waited and held still until I knew he could focus on me. Slowly, I pulled away from him and opened my lips slightly, pushing a bit out with my tongue before swallowing his load finally.
The boys left shortly after, all of us were spent and needed sleep. We exchanged numbers but I never saw them again.
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