Kendra admired herself in the mirror. Her long blonde hair hung sensuously down her back. Her black dress accented her porcelain skin and tightly clung to her seductive curves, tracing her massive tits and skinny waist. She left the radiant reflection to admire her hotel room, with Oceanside sunlight streaming in.
It was nearly time to meet her patron, but Kendra felt only excitement. The contract she’d signed promised her a lavish 24 hours spent in her favorite ways: balanced between a luxurious Princess and a hungry fucktoy.
At 10am, she made her way to his suite and knocked. Kendra knew her patron was a rich divorcee, but was stunned when a handsome middle aged black man opened the door for her. Her pulse raised in excitement. Noticing her expression, the man said, “let’s get right down to it, then,” and extended a hand to guide her into the suite.
He sat on a couch and said, “show me what you got. Let’s see you earn your check.” Dollar signs flashed in her mind and knew this would be easy. His intense stare elated her. This first round was a test, but one she’d easily pass.
Syncing her body with the light music, Kendra swayed her hips and teasingly ran her hands up and down her body. Slowly rotating, she pulled the dress up, flashing her pale ass in its black lacy thong, and at his hungry stare, ripped off her dress.
“Come.” With a wicked smile, Kendra fell to her knees, seductively crawling over to her patron. Their eyes met and she knew he was under her spell. Between his legs, she sat up, stroking his groin over his pants. “Fuck, you are so big,” she moaned.
Kendra undid his pants and pulled his throbbing cock free. She could almost feel the money raining on her as his lust radiated off his body. She slowly took his steaming cock into her mouth and felt him shiver in pleasure. She felt a rush of pride and adrenaline as she bobbed her mouth up and down.
“Get up here,” he whispered. Kendra climbed onto his lap, unsnapping her bra. Wrapping her hands around his head, she thrust his face between her heavy tits for him to lick and kiss happily. He moaned as their soft warmth engulfed him.
With her patron distracted, she carefully guided his throbbing head between her wet slit and slowly slid down. His moan was muffled, but Kendra let a soft “fuck” escape as she shifted her hips around, letting his cock brush against every inch of her insides. Finding a hip sway her partner liked, Kendra’s rhythm increased until she rode him like the stallion she knew she was.
The man reclined back, squeezing Kendra’s breast but admiring and enjoying his sexy cowgirl. She knew he was under her spell, his eyes widening in amazement while she rode. To really amp him up, she added a bigger bounce, her juicy tits hypnotically swinging and her sensual blonde air swaying with her efforts. Her moans grew louder, purring with encouragement.
After her moans hit a shaking peak, she whispered, “I want you to pound my pussy. I know this huge cock would feel so good drilling my little hole.” They repositioned, with the patron climbing on top of her. “Fuck Kendra, you are so wet.” In response, she purred, “it’s all for you, daddy.”
At her urging, the man kicked up his pace, till he was thrusting with reckless abandon. He squeezed her tits for balance and scrunched his face from a mix of exertion and delirious pleasure. His grunting alerted Kendra that he was almost done and offered up a treat. “Cum on my tits, baby!” She screamed as he rammed her slit. Abruptly, he pulled out, barely getting to her tits before exploding.
Kendra giggled as he covered her tits, with a rogue blast reaching her chin. Finally empty, the man collapsed back into the couch. As a final flourish, Kendra licked the cum she could reach off her juicy tits while her spent patron watched, before moaning, “how did I do, daddy? Did you like making a mess of your little slut?”