I woke early to the sound of Jack in the shower. I got out of bed and joined him. He kissed me then pushed me onto my knees. I knew what he wanted and I wanted it too.
My hands slowly stroked his cock as I licked his big heavy balls. They were full of cum and I was going to drain them one way or another. I licked them gently then took each ball into my mouth to suck on them. My lips gently tugged his balls out. He groaned as I did that yet I could tell he was loving it.
I focused on his balls for a minute or two while stroking his cock until it was rock hard. My mouth slipped off his balls and licked my way up towards the head, then down the other side. One of my hands massaged and played with his balls gently.
As I licked my way back up to the head, teasing him as I went, his hands forced my mouth onto his dick. I moaned as he did. I'm really starting to love when he manhandles me. My lips wrapped snug around his cock and my head started sliding up and down his cock. My free hand gently stroked his shaft.
As my mouth worked his cock, my hand continued to massage his balls. Gently tugging the heavy sacks. I started humming, knowing the vibrations would feel good on his cock.
Then he grabbed my face and started thrusting his dick in and out of my mouth. Gagging as he thrusted as deep down my mouth as he could. Choking, coughing and gagging. Eyes welling with tears but moaning from being used like this. My cunt was dripping below me, but the spray from the shower was washing it away.
Suddenly he pulls me off his cock and stands me up. One hand grabs hold of my throat as he holds me against the shower wall.
"My what an eager little slut you are this morning." Grinning at me with that dark evil look and grin I'm getting used to, and honestly loving.
"Couldn't wait for me to get out of the shower, could you? Had to join me in here. So eager for me to use you. Claim you as my slut? As mine. For my use, my enjoyment and my pleasure."
I stared, unsure if I should answer.
"Well Shelly? Answer your new Master, unless you have changed your mind." But before I could answer his free hand slid two fingers inside my slippery wet folds.
I moaned as they slid in. He laughed, "My, my soaking wet already. Such a good slut, learning to be ready for my use anytime, anywhere. Am I wrong whore?"
"No Sir, you are not wrong. I'm yours, if you'll have me. If you want me. Please claim me as your slut."
"Even if being my slut, means having my friends fuck you while I watch? Or having my friends watch while I fuck you or flog you?"
"Yes Master."
Jack then smiled, not his dark evil smile, but his gentle caring smile.
"You do trust me to always keep you safe, don't you? You trust I would never allow anyone near you if I ever thought they would harm you."
"Oh yes Jack I trust you. Part of me says it's crazy to trust someone I barely know, but I trust you."
"I will prove to you that I am worthy of your trust Shelly. My actions will prove it to you."
Before saying anything else his fingers started to fuck me. Short but rough thrusts in and out of my pussy. "Such a good slut deserves a small reward."
He added two more fingers, four fingers pounding in and out of me. His other hand still holding me by my neck. I was moaning and squirming, trying my best to fuck his fingers back.
"Such a needy depraved slut this morning. I guess being fucked and used by five men at once has made you a greedy bitch. Does my slut want me to fist her drenched cunt?"
My head was swirling, I was so close to an intense orgasm I couldn't focus on his question, yet I knew he was waiting for an answer. I knew that I've loved everything he's done to me up till now, so I replied the only way I could.
"Yes, oh God please yes."
Not another word was spoken. I could feel him stretching me, adding his thumb. His hand on my neck let go, there was a bench in the shower and he had me lay on it and had me spread my legs wide open. In and out his fist went.
I sobbed, not because I wasn't enjoying this, but because I was. I've never felt anything like this. I was finally free of my "boring" reputation and able to be myself. Free to discover myself and what I love and enjoy and most importantly what I want out of life.
His fist started slow, then built in intensity. Until his fist was pounding me hard, rough and fast. He kept going until I was screaming and squirting as my orgasm took over. My body was shaking, my cunt gripped his wrist tight as I covered his hand in my juices.
"Such a good slut. A good little whore for me. So good I might even let you fuck my cock."
"Thank-you Master, your praise means so much to me. I only want to please you."
"My beautiful Shelly you do please me."
He removed his fist from me and I quickly grabbed hold of his arm and started licking and sucking each finger clean. Then I started to lick his hand, and wrist clean. Surprised by just how much of his arm was inside me. I cleaned every drop of my juices from him. He smiled down at me, clearly pleased by my cleaning him.
He helped me to stand and wrapped his arms around me, kissing the top of my head. My 5'8" frame felt tiny compared to his 6'4" frame. My long strawberry blonde hair clung wet to my back. One of his hands wrapped my wet tresses around it. He tugged my head back and nibbled on my neck. I could feel his cock, hard and throbbing against my stomach. Suddenly his other hand grabs my ass and starts to lift me. I quickly wrapped my arms tight around his neck and jump upwards to help him, wrapping my legs tight around his waist as I did so. He growled softly as he suddenly bit down rougher on my neck. I screamed from the shock and the pain mixed with pleasure of his bite. He pressed my back against the wall. His hand left my ass and guided his big hard dick slowly into my wet folds.
Fuck why was he going so slow? I needed to be fucked by him and he was taking forever to get his dick in me. He kept alternating between nibbling, kissing, sucking and biting my neck. Growling like a wild beast, I felt him bite me harder than before. I could smell the coppery scent of blood as he broke my skin with his teeth. Then I heard him, licking and sucking each drop of blood from my neck.
Just then he places his cock right at my entrance and then slams fully into me. I made a noise I never heard myself make before. This mix of a scream, a yelp, a whimper, moan and a growl all in one. Whatever it was it must of did something to Jack. He was done with my neck, for now at least, His baby blue eyes staring into my emerald green's, he grunted and started jack hammering himself in and out of my cunt.
His breathing became quick short breaths, mine became a mix of holding my breath, when he'd slam into me, combined with quick deep or short breaths as he'd pull out of me. He'd alternate between slowly pulling out, and slamming back in quick and hard, with quickly pulling out and slowly, agonizingly slowly thrusting back in. The slow movements gave me time to breathe, but with the quick ones I always held my breath.
Time always seemed to stand still when I was with Jack. I have no idea how long we had been in the shower nor how long he has been fucking me. He certainly took his time. Bringing us both to the edge of orgasm then staying deep in me and kissing me tenderly. He was whispering things he wanted to do with me while I was in Vegas. Places he wanted to take me, places he wanted to fuck me, plans for having one or two of his friends to join us once more before I leave.
Then all of a sudden he changed into this wild beast. He started thrusting in and out of me harder. Each thrust in slammed my back against the shower wall. I was screaming louder than I thought possible. Normally I'd be worried about the people in the next room, but in that moment nobody else existed but the two of us. I forgot we were in a hotel.
He was growling like a wild beast. We didn't talk, our eyes looked into each other's spoke all we needed to speak to each other. In moments we were cumming together. This was by far my strongest most intense orgasm ever. Any I thought before as intense were nothing compared to this. I passed out. Not sure how long but I came to to Jack still fucking me, slapping my face yelling, "Shelly wake up slut, Master isn't done using you."
Leaving Vegas was the last thing I wanted to think about. Suddenly he turned off the shower. He saw the disappointed look on my face and laughed. His fingers tilted my chin up, he kissed my lips tenderly then whispered into my ear.
"My little slut I am far from finished with you today. We can't stay in the shower all day."
With that he wrapped me up in a towel and dried me. He handed me a towel for my hair as he turned to dry himself, but I grabbed hold and pulled him near me. Using the towel I started to dry him. I could feel like he was pleased by this. First I dried his back, since it was facing me. Then I walked around to dry his front. His blues watched my every move. Once I dried his body I slid down to my knees and started sucking his cock.
I love how his dick tastes and feels in my mouth. I needed Him inside me in one way or another. His hand gently caressed my face as I sucked his dick. It wasn't long before I heard him grunting. I knew he needed to cum and I was hungry for every drop.
My hands started massaging and lightly tugging on his balls as my mouth moved up and down his hard cock. His hands grabbed my head and he started jack hammering his dick in and out of my mouth fast yet deep. I kept gagging and coughing while drooling and sucking. Finally he thrusted himself deep down my throat grunted and moaned as he shot stream after stream of hot sticky cum into my throat.
Vegas seemed like just yesterday, but it wasn't. I woke up and stretched. My muscles ached and I could feel the bruises that were on my body. I smiled softly at the memory of what had happened. I instinctively reached to my side for him, but he wasn't there.
I sat fully upright in bed and sighed softly. His memory was just as vivid as if it had happened last night. My week in Vegas had passed and I was back home. I had spent every moment of my time in Vegas with Jack. We parted ways after exchanging contact information, but a part of me wondered if I would ever hear from him again.
