December 23 Evening
I ordered roasted duck in an orange reduction sauce, a tossed salad, roasted new potatoes and steamed asparagus from room service, courtesy of an anonymous benefactor. The iPhone camera was on and in position in case I needed it.
The room service delivery was by a very handsome and young black man in a hotel uniform. After arranging the meal on a table, he seemed to be waiting for a tip like the porter had done. His name was John.
I explained that my tips were personal in nature.
"John, I appreciate you delivering this great meal. As a token of my thanks, I want to offer you three options. You can take a tip of $15. Or you can lick my pussy for five minutes or you can have me suck you cock for five minutes. Which would you like?"
He smiled and asked me to repeat those options. He wasn't sure he heard it correctly. After I repeated my offer, he said, "Are you trying to trap me or set me up?"
"Of course not. I'm visiting here to have a good time. I love sex and I can tell from the look in your eyes when you saw me that you like it too. So how about it?
"My baby mommas are all black and they suck my cock almost daily. I've not seen or licked a white woman's pussy. Are you serious?"
"I am. I like my pussy licked and I'm sure you're a pro at it."
"Do I have to pay you anything?"
"Nothing." To prove my sincerity, I dropped my tights and showed him my naked crotch. I pointed to my mons pubis and spread my legs to give him a preview. "Here you go, have at it."
He walked to me, picked me up and threw me onto the bed, like I was a rag doll. John was strong and the look in his eyes were animal-like. He spread my legs and engulfed my vulva with his mouth. His tongue entered my vagina and explored a couple of inches inside. He knew all about a woman's clit and his attention to mine with his nose made me squirm with excitement.
Just when I was relaxing to enjoy his full attention, I felt a finger rubbing my asshole using something like the lubrication from my vagina or his spittle. Although I clinched my sphincter muscle to prevent his finger's entry, it was no use. In it went.
"Be easy, John. I don't do anal."
I felt his finger slowly withdraw and refocus his full attention to every part of my crotch. He was wild with energy and the firmness of his tongue amazed me. Although his five minutes were up, I let him continue until he stood and pumped his semen all over my legs. He had a big cock and big sack that hung low. I was glad I didn't offer to fuck him. It would've hurt.