Chapter One -- Day One
The alarm rang and I looked at the clock. 5 A.M. I usually hit the snooze alarm but not today. I sprang out of bed. The day had finally arrived. I have about an hour to get ready before I need to head to the airport. I smile to myself, thinking of what is going to happen over the next few days and feel myself grow wet with anticipation. I go into the bathroom and turn on the shower. I need to spend some time and care here today. The hot water is a shock to my system, but feels good. I lather myself up and grab the razor. I slowly shave my legs and then concentrate on my pussy. You like it shaved, so I take care to make sure it's smooth, inside and out. I enjoy making myself smooth for you and can't resist rubbing my clit a little while checking for smoothness. I know this is against your wishes, as you want me to be hot and ready for you. You told me to not make myself cum for a week before today when we finally get together and my body, more especially my pussy aches to be touched!
I finally leave the shower and wrap myself in my robe. I find the outfit that I had picked out just for this day: a leather miniskirt with a zipper on the side that can be opened to show 3 inches of thigh, a nice low cut midriff blouse, no bra and no panties. The topper of the outfit is my brand new, thigh-high leather boots with a three inch heel. Although I'm a little embarrassed to go out on a plane this way, I am also excited about the reaction it will get from you. I only hope that my wet pussy doesn't stain the skirt! I dress, do my hair and makeup, and do a final check of the things I am bringing this weekend. Even though I will be gone for four days, I'm not bringing much, as you have promised to fuck me most of the weekend. I have my bikini packed as I hope to be able to play in the pool or sauna. A couple of other short skirts and revealing tops for when we go out to dinner and play in public, and absolutely no underwear or bras. That was another one of your orders. I also pack a couple of surprises. I just hope they make it past security!
When I arrive at the airport, I definitely get some strange looks as I walk through security and find my gate. It's not often that they see someone dressed as I am that early in the morning! I board the plane and find my seat. I can't believe that in just a couple of hours, I will be there. I have to shift in my seat as I feel myself get wetter. I look around to see if anyone is watching, and since I have the whole row to myself, I slip a hand under my skirt to rub my clit. Not enough to cum, but just to make sure that I'm extra hot, just for you, when I get there.
After a fairly non-eventful flight, I arrive. I can barely stand as I am shaking with anticipation of your reaction to what I'm wearing. I've described it to you, but I don't think you think I'd go through with wearing it. As I exit the plane, I see you and you get a devilish grin on your face. You are very pleased that I have worn the outfit. We greet each other with awkward hellos, as it has been a while since we've seen each other. You share your approval of my outfit, but are skeptical about whether I went through with all your commands. I told you that you'll just have to find out and with a grin I walk towards baggage with you by my side.
We have to go in an elevator to the ground floor to pick up the baggage, and I remember something you mentioned about elevators. I move in front of you and bend over, pretending to adjust something with my boots. This gives you a full view of my naked, smooth pussy. I look back at you and see you grin as you raise your hand to feel. I gasp as you run your hand along my pussy and slip a finger into it. You slowly finger fuck my pussy and I start to find myself moaning, even though there are a few other people in the elevator. I look around and see they are not paying attention, so I move back toward your hand. All too soon the elevator comes to a stop, and you withdraw your hand and I stand up. My cheeks are flushed and I feel disappointed that the ride wasn't longer, but looking at the grin on your face tells me that there is much more to cum...er come.
We pick up our bags and head to your car. The airport wasn't crowded but it seems like everyone is trying to leave at once, so there is a slight traffic jam. You look at me as if you expect me to do something to pass the time. I'm not quite sure what you want, but you answer that question by grabbing the back of my head and lowering it to your crotch. I know what you want now and I am not sure that the car is the best place. But you won't let my head up, so I maneuver myself in my seat so I'm in a more comfortable position. I slowly take your zipper in my teeth and lower it. To my surprise, I'm not the only one not wearing underwear! Your semi-hard cock catches me by surprise. You still don't loosen the grip you have on the back of my head, and as I look into your eyes, you mouth the words "suck it, slut." I like it when you call me that and I quickly take the head of your cock in my mouth. I forgot how nice your cock is and I take my time exploring just the head with my mouth and tongue. You don't like the teasing and try to force yourself into my mouth. I take the hint and slowly begin to swallow your cock, feeling it grow bigger in my mouth, reacting to the sucking action of my mouth. Soon your balls are hitting my chin as I have all of your cock in my mouth. I remember that you like being deep throated and you let out a moan. I move back up til you are almost out of my mouth and wrap my hand around the base, slowly jacking you while I suck on the head. My tongue sneaks out to tease the opening at the tip and I taste a bit of precum. I grin.
I feel the car begin to move and figure that traffic is moving again and try to sit up. But I find your hand still on the back of my head. I want to sit up because you know how I feel about things in public (all talk, no action) but you won't let me. You tell me to keep sucking your cock and not worry about the traffic. I figure I have no choice, so I start sucking your cock once again, this time taking my hand and massaging your balls. I find that you have shaved for me. That makes me moan. I pull off your cock and push it back so I can suck on your balls. I slowly lick between them, and take one, then the other in my mouth, sucking each for several seconds. I then go back onto your cock. I'm so busy enjoying your big cock in my mouth that I don't even notice that you've moved my skirt up so that my pussy is exposed. I feel your hand move from my head to my pussy, slowly tracing a path up and down, but not coming into contact with my clit. I moan out of frustration, wanting you to touch me, but you won't. So I start moving faster on your cock, wanting you to cum right there for me. But I know you won't. You're saving it to fill my ass with later. Traffic is still moving and I barely notice the ten minute drive to the hotel as I am glue to your cock the whole time, licking, sucking, pleasuring. You pull me off, reluctantly, it seems, and announce that we're at the hotel. I sit up and arrange myself and you will your cock to go back into your jeans.
You tell me that you've already checked in, so we can go directly to the room. My heart flutters and my pussy tingles, knowing that in a matter of minutes it will be filled with your delicious cock. We go to the elevator and you push the button for the 15th floor. It's one of those glass elevators that overlooks the lobby. We have the elevator to ourselves, though I don't notice what you're doing as a result. I'm too busy looking out over the lobby to notice that you're now behind me. I feel you ease up my skirt once again, and I'm shocked, thinking that the other people in the elevator will notice. When I start to protest, you assure me that we're alone and to keep looking out over the lobby. I reach behind me and feel that your cock is still hard under your jeans. You open your jeans and pull out your cock. I try to turn around, thinking that you're going to want me to suck it again, but you don't let me. You pull my legs back and slightly apart. My pussy is dripping, knowing what you're going to do, and while part of me is afraid of being caught, the other part of me wants it too bad to stop. You slowly slide your cock into my pussy. I'm so wet that it's not a challenge. You begin to pump slowly in and out of my pussy and it feels so good. I start to push back on your cock, and you make me stop. You want to be in control of just sliding in and out. The elevator dings and the doors open. You slide your cock out of my pussy and put yourself back in your jeans, but tell me not to pull my skirt down.
We walk to the room, thankfully not passing anyone. You put the key in the lock and open the door. When we get into the room, you tell me to get on all fours on the bed. I comply and you move up behind me and begin to fuck my pussy hard. I just start moving with you and moaning when you stop. I look at you, disappointed, but then feel you press your cock against my ass. With our eyes locked, you push into my ass, not stopping to allow me to adjust. I cry out and that makes you laugh. You begin to fuck at my ass hard, driving my face down into the bed with every thrust. I try to play with my pussy but you swat my hands away. You continue to pound my ass and I beg you to touch my pussy. You ignore my pleas, fucking my ass harder and harder. I feel you tense up. You are going to fill my ass with your cum, but not let me cum. I almost cry at this realization but at the same moment, I feel you start to cum, feel it hitting my insides and I moan at the feeling. You finish cumming and pull out of me. You go into the bathroom to clean up, but tell me to stay where I'm at. When you're finished, you get dressed and give me my instructions for the day.