I sip on wine as I finish my makeup to help ease the nervous knot in my stomach. I am simultaneously beyond excited and yet apprehensive to see you again. I always wonder if this time could possibly be better than the last. Hearing the knock on the door to the hotel room, I scurry across the room and open the door for you. As you walk in, I drink in the view. I wrap my arms around you, smiling slightly, letting you gently brush my lips with yours. I appreciate your gentleness, despite my desire for the exact opposite. I let my hands wonder up your shirt. Your skin is so warm against my hands. Pulling you closer to me, I feel your cock pressed against my side. Clearly you are as excited for this moment as I am.
"Go ahead, you know you want to," you say to me. I grin, as you have read my mind. I sneak one more quick kiss and lower myself to my knees, kissing along your delicious V as I do. I take you in my mouth, remembering just how big, how heavy you feel. I start slow, letting my mouth adjust to your size, but pick up my pace as I feel you growing in my mouth. I want to feel you in my throat, I want to gag on you. It doesn't take long for your hands to find the back of my head as you push your cock farther into my mouth and hold it there. As I gag slightly, you push it down farther. I spiral into your control, your dominance. As you ease your grip, I begin working you in and out of my mouth again, as I a relic in the moment. You grip the counter behind you and throw your head back slightly. I look up at you, admiring you, as you let out a curse under your breath.
After a few more minutes of me worshiping you orally, you reach down and pull me up towards you. You offer a gentle kiss that quickly turns greedy. Grabbing my throat, you lead me to the bed, pushing me down on all fours. I feel you behind me, your hand on my back as your line your cock up with my entrance. You ask me a question and I start to answer, until I feel your length fill me. I lose my train of thought as I am overtaken with sensation. I always forget how big you feel inside of me, how much you fill me, hitting all the spots no one else can, the ones that send me over the edge. I feel both of your hands on my hips, holding me tight as you pump in and out of me. The sound of your body hitting mine resonates in the room. I feel my orgasm building quickly, the feeling intensified by the anal plug I put in before you got here. You continue your assault as I shove a pillow in my mouth, biting down to release some of the tension in my body. A few more thrusts and my world turns white for a moment, my pussy tightening around your cock as my orgasm rocks through me.
As I come back to earth, I push myself upward. I find your rhythm and match it, push back on you with each thrust. The simple change in position lets you reach the deepest parts of me. While it borders painful, it is also like nothing I have ever felt before. You lean over me, kiss my shoulder. As you straighten up, you begin thrusting in and out of me, rapidly.
"Spank me," I say. And you do. Twice. "Harder," I say. And you comply. The sting of your hand against my skin adds to the sensations I am experiencing. And quickly, I feel my body rising again. So quickly. You sense it too and grab a fistful of my hair and pull me upwards. Another slight change in position and the orgasm comes quickly. The sensations are nearly too much to take in - the pain of you pulling my hair, the full feeling of you deep inside of me, and the pulsing of my orgasm. Even with my hair in your fist, I cannot hold myself up through my orgasm. My arms, my shoulders collapse to the bed as my hands grip onto the blankets. I find myself uttering single curse words in a primal voice as I bite down on the pillow again. You slow down slightly, giving me time to come back from my orgasm. As you loosen your grip on me, you pull out of me.
I hear you say, "Look what you did to my dick." I look down and see you covered in the juices from my orgasm. Instinctually, I lean down and suck them off of you. You ask me if I taste good, to which I merely nod a yes. I lay on the bed while you stand next to me, us both catching our breath, our bodies momentarily resting. You lay down on top of me, your weight against me is one of the most glorious feelings I have ever experienced. I find my legs wrapped around you. A few kisses and then I feel you rush into me again. I stare at you, in awe of the power you have over me. You catch me staring and dive in for a deep, hungry kiss. I grab your hand and put it against my throat. The feeling of your fingertips digging into my flesh is exactly what I need right now. I close my eyes and let my body give way to you. I feel my breath growing short, shallow. The edge that I teeter on is this perfect balance for me.
