Airport Hotel

It was getting late. Dawn sat at her desk watching the clock. It seemed that the time was passing so very slowly. Her body was tingling as she thought about the evening ahead; it had been ages since she had last seen him. She looked again at one of his stories and realised she had to go to the bathroom to masturbate....again.

Since their last meeting they had discussed their fantasies over the internet and he had written stories which had made her wet just reading them, and in a few hours time she would get to meet him again and savour his long, thick cock.

He had sent her some instructions which she would follow to the letter; they were simple but clear:

Arrive to meet him at the airport wearing smart business type clothes; a blouse, skirt, stockings and high heels. She must not wear any panties when she meets him. In her luggage she must bring some clothes to dress like a school girl. He had also instructed her to make sure her pussy was freshly shaved and nice and smooth.

The only question in her mind would be whether to make the entire trip without panties, or take them off in the toilet after leaving the plane. Maybe she would see how she felt later......

She collected her bag from the carousel and headed for the exit. She knew he would be there, she had just confirmed her arrival with him on the mobile phone. Her pussy was soaking wet, and not having any panties on made it feel even worse. Her lips were swollen and her nipples hard as she struggled to stay calm walking though the customs exit.

She saw him waiting and her heart rate increased. His tall frame was dressed in a suit, over which a cashmere overcoat was keeping him warm against the cool November air. They met, and he lightly kissed her cheek.

"Hello, Miss Taylor" he said. "I'm glad you could come."

"Hello Mr. Shaw," she replied. "It's nice to see you again."

They walked towards the hotel and made small talk, and all the while she maintained her respectfulness and addressed him as "Sir" or "Mr. Shaw", in line with her instructions. As they approached the hotel, he asked her if she had followed all of his instructions, and she confirmed that she had.

He had already checked in, so they headed straight to the lift. If the lift was empty, maybe he would have time to put his hand discreetly up the back of her skirt to feel her wetness, but time may not allow. If he did, she would say nothing, other than "Thank you, Sir," when he removed his hand.

They reached the room and her heart was now thumping, her pussy wetter than ever. She couldn't see, because of his overcoat, but she knew his cock must be rock hard, and she desperately wanted it inside of her. She also knew that it would be over very quickly, but it didn't matter, she knew he would fuck her several times that night and the next morning.

They entered the room and he told her to take off her coat and stand over by the desk. He just stood and watched, and then he removed his overcoat and said: "Well Miss Taylor, my cock is very hard and my balls are ready to explode. I'm going to fuck you very, very soon, but first I need you suck my cock for a short while."

She replied, "I would love to suck your cock Mr. Shaw, and then have you fuck my sweet pussy, until you come right inside me. And please, Sir," she said breathlessly, "don't worry about being quick, I will have your cock inside me many times tonight."

With that, she dropped to her knees in front of him, unzipped his trousers and slowly released his 8" cock from his pants. It was oozing with precum and she slowly licked and teased his aching cock, all the time looking up to see the ecstasy which was obvious from the expression on his face. She kept talking to him, calling him Sir, as she licked and gently stroked his huge cock with one hand, while her other hand had slipped underneath her skirt and was playing with her clit.

Then he pulled her to her feet and said he needed to come inside her. "Go over to the table, lift your skirt and bend over," he instructed. She did as she was told; looking over her shoulder she saw him make his way towards her, his trousers still around his ankles. Within seconds he was behind her, and she reached behind her and guided his cock into her aching pussy.

"Please fuck me hard sir, fuck me hard and come quickly!" She said as he banged into her. She worked her clit furiously with her finger, hoping he would last long enough for her to come as well.

After very few strokes he came with a shuddering groan and she felt his spunk enter her body with some force. "Thank you, Sir," she said as he pulled out of her. She caught the fluids in a tissue from the box on the dressing table.

He then said they should go for a drink. He knew of her liking for Cider so they decided to walk back up to the airport where there was a bar which served it. He instructed her that she was not to get changed, and she must not wear any panties. They left for the short walk to the bar. On the way she popped into the Ladies toilet to wipe off his juices that had started to run down her thigh.

Once there, their discussion was far more informal, and she called him Alan and they caught up on things which had happened since they last met. He then informed her of the next part of the evening.

Once they returned to the room, their familiarity must once again stop, and she must call him Sir. She was to go into the bathroom and change into the school girl clothes he had instructed her to bring. When she had finished she must wait on the bed while he had a shower.

While she was waiting she saw a carrier bag by the bed. Her curiosity made her look inside and she found a nice new vibrator and a pornography magazine. She thought she had plenty of time while he showered so she lay on the bed, pulled her panties down slightly and inserted the vibrator into her pussy while she looked at the pictures in the magazine. She lost track of time as the vibrator sent shock waves through her body, then she noticed him standing and watching her, his stiff cock jutting out straight in front of him.

She stopped, blushing, and said, "I'm very sorry sir, I just found it in that bag."

He moved round to the chair by the desk and sat down. "It's no problem Dawn, please carry on with what you were doing."

"Please, Sir," she said. "I would rather not." He looked at her, lying on the bed in her white stockings, short skirt and high heels.

"It wasn't a request." He said. "It was an instruction. I want to see you fuck yourself with that vibrator. And I want you to imagine it's my cock, and I want you to tell me what my imaginary cock feels like inside of you."

She proceeded to fuck herself with the vibrator, telling him what it was doing to her and how it was making her come. He sat in the chair and watched, occasionally rubbing his precum into the tip of his rock hard cock. She lay on the bed desperately wanting the real thing, but afraid to stop in case he was angry. But she knew she had to take control of him, deep inside she knew he would react positively to it.

She removed the vibrator from her swollen pussy and got off the bed. Still fully dressed in her uniform, she bent over and removed her white panties. She walked over to him where he was still sitting and said, "I'm now going to sit on your cock, and you will fuck me in any way I want." With that, she lowered herself onto his huge monster cock. Their faces were inches apart and for the first time that night they enjoyed a long passionate kiss, their tongues entwining as she slid up and down on his cock.

After a while she stood up and went onto all fours at the foot of the bed. "Fuck me from behind." She ordered. He moved up behind her, but instead of pushing his cock deep into her pussy, he went to his knees and started to lick her ass, gently running his tongue down over her asshole and dipping into her pussy. She loved the feeling of his tongue as he licked the entry to her ass. She knew he would not enter her there with his finger or his cock, but his tongue felt so good as he played with her pussy with his fingers.

He eventually stood up and moved his cock into her pussy from behind. He slid in and out faster and faster as she begged him to fuck her hard. He then turned her over, lifted her ankles to his shoulders and entered her again. The sight of this stunning young lady dressed as a slutty schoolgirl was too much and he came again.

They collapsed on the bed and she slowly slid down his body and took his soft cock in her mouth and gently licked the juices from it. They talked as she continued to lick and stroke his body, waiting for his cock to become hard again.

Eventually his cock stirred and she licked her lips, whispering in his ear.

"Please sir, this naughty little girl needs to be fucked again."

The night and morning came and went and he walked her back to the departure gate at the airport. She didn't know when she would see him again, but they both hoped it would be soon.