Room 312. I double check your text message and the numbers on the door. Repeat them multiple times. Room 312. 3-1-2. 312. I smooth down my straight brown hair and check the length of my skirt. Realizing where my ass meets my thighs has been visible all the way through the lobby and the elevator where those two guys were standing behind me, my temperature rises. Heart racing, labia tingling, I take a shallow breath and finally knock.
You open the door and I immediately oblige your instruction, the carpet making my hands and knees itch. My ass and pussy hang out in the hallway, barely contained by my small cotton thong. Across the way, I hear a deadbolt clicking followed by a door hinge creaking. While excited at the thought of being seen, I also feel relief when you finally instruct me to crawl inside the room. The door swinging closed behind me sends a chill breeze across my backside telling me I'm already soaking through my panties. The door latches. The deadbolt clicks. The knock of the additional swing bar being secured sends shivers over my skin.
A low, "Good girl," from you sends my heart to my labia. My groin pulses intensely. I sit on my feet and press my heel against my clit shooting electricity through my entire body. Soft, heavy brown locks escape my grasp as I lift my hair for you to fix a collar around my slender neck. The cling of the collar ring connecting with the leash makes my clit jump. I open my mouth instinctively. We want our first encounter to be your cock in my mouth. I can already see you're hard through your jeans.
You stand in front of me. I moan, almost whimper, when you pull out your thick cock. So much bigger than your pictures and videos. I'm not sure I can take all of you! Determined, I lick my lips and build up saliva in my little mouth. You wrap the leash around one hand and rest the other hand behind my head. Without a word, I take your mushroom head in my mouth fully. I wriggle my tongue along the underside of your tip. Moaning with delight when you throw your head back in ecstasy.
Finally, after waiting for so long, I'm blissful to feel your veins along my mouth, the weight of you on my tongue. I suck on your tip and release, making a popping sound. Your precum already glistening on my lips, I can taste your salty sweetness. My tongue traces every inch of your shaft leaving bubbly trails saliva mixed with precum. Every time I reach the top of your dick, I blow out a hot breath, as if to take your head in my mouth but continue to lick your shaft up and down instead. My big green eyes are delighted to see you smiling down at me and I feel you petting my hair as I tease you.
