I drive into the hotel parking lot, send a text that I'm here. I get out of my car to go to his and on the driver's side is the hotel key he put aside for me. Once I get to the room, I unlock the door and walk in. The room is dark with candles lit, him sitting at the far end of the room on a chair. I can't see his face, outlined by the candlelight. Per his earlier instructions, I remove my jacket and place that, along with purse, into the closet. Standing 10 feet in front of him, I slowly remove my shoes, socks, jeans, and then stand up taking off my shirt, then bra. Clad in only my black thongs, I walk slowly to him. I stop a foot in front of him, turn around, and wait.
He comes up from behind, brings his arms/hands around, cupping my breasts, bringing his right hand down to my crotch, roughly rubbing my slit over the material, then moving his other hand up to move my long hair aside. He breathes in my neck, smelling the perfume I put on for him. He licks and kisses the nape of my neck. In my ear he growls, "You were 3 minutes late." I don't say anything. "You were 3 minutes late, right?" I say yes. I know my place, I can only answer yes or no, unless I am talking dirty. He says to bend over and hold ankles. He spanks me hard, first the right side of my ass, then the left. He repeats this. He pulls my thongs down just to mid thigh. Probing, feeling my wetness. Pushing one finger, two fingers in. He can feel I'm ready. He pulls back, I hear the buckle of his belt as he removes it, then the zipper of his pants.
Still bent over, I grip my ankles. I feel the head of his cock line up with my hole and he pushes it in roughly, gripping my hips to hold me up as he thrusts in and out. I am gasping and moaning, not expecting the rough beginning. He pulls out as quick as he started, then sits back down on the chair. He tells me to face him, and then motions for me to kneel, to suck his cock. I know from when he was in me seconds ago that he is bigger than I've ever had, and I am eager to have it in my mouth, seeing how much of it I can take in. I slide my hand from the head to the base, holding it straight as I bring my lips to the tip, sticking my tongue out to taste him, taste me. I slowly push my mouth down on him, tightly, deeper and deeper until I start to gag. I don't stop, I keep pushing until my nose is against his stomach, my chin against his balls. He moans, "Oh baby, yes. Suck that cock". I eagerly do so, bobbing my head up and down, using my tongue to swirl around his shaft, making sucking sounds as my saliva drips around my lips, covering my hand. I feel his cock pulse in my mouth as his breathing quickens. He grabs my hair and stops me, tells me to go to the bed and lay on my back. I am quick to do so, eager. My panties are still halfway down my thighs. He stands there, staring at me, his eyes lingering on my body. I can see the lust in his eyes. I can see how bad he wants to fuck me, from his face and from his erection. He pulls his pants off now, his shirt.
He comes onto the bed, lays down next to me, his hand moving appreciatively up and down my smooth leg. I have shaved everything for him, again per his instructions. His mouth claims mine, his tongue gliding in and out, me sucking his bottom lip in between. I grab the back of his head and pull him close to me, wanting his touch, craving it. He grabs my thong and pulls it down, me pulling my legs up to accommodate him. After throwing it aside, he brings his hand back to spread my legs apart, to slide his fingers back to my wet cunt. I can feel how he loves to push his fingers into me, feeling how tight I am, me squeezing them. Wanting him inside of me.
