Randy hung up the phone seconds before there was a knock on the door. Lindie had just told him that her trip was going well, but some unexpected business my keep her there a few more days, if not another week or two. Something about a business associate of her sister's being out of town, and how she had to wait for him to return to take care of something.
Lindie always spoke cryptically, but he could tell from her tone that she was fine. She ended the call with, "We're friends, Randy. You don't need my permission to fuck anyone. In fact, I look forward to licking where you've been when you're done. Enjoy." Several hundred miles away, and she knew.
Becca knocked again. "Room service" she called.
"Come on in." Randy called back.
Becca's smiled beamed. She bounced as she pushed the dinner cart through the door. Randy could smell her moist pussy and knew she had masturbated several times before coming to work that day.
"Miss Becca, I remembered how good breakfast was, so I decided to try dinner here, too." Randy smiled at her. He really was hungry for food, though.
"Well, Mr. Randall, I hope you're hungry. When I found out you were staying here again, I tipped the cook a little extra so you'd have enough to - eat." She raised her skirt and flashed her freshly - waxed, hairless pussy.
"Would you care to join me for dinner? Big, juicy steak? You didn't have breakfast with me last time, but I think those were different circumstances. This time, I think you can - and should - indulge. I know you want it," Randy pulled the sheets aside exposing his swelling dick.
"I've had a taste for meat all day." Becca said as she stripped out of her hotel attire.
"I know the feeling." Randy smiled. He cut a piece of steak and put it in his mouth and smiled again. "Now, that's good."
Becca frowned as she slid next to him in bed. Randy cut another piece of steak and offered it to Becca. She shook her head no. He put the second piece of steak in his mouth, but before Becca lost all hope, he grabbed her by the back of her head and pushed her face into his lap.
"And that's even better."
She kissed and licked his rigid cock with renewed vigor as Randy finished his dinner. She didn't interrupt him, and she did her best not to interfere as he enjoyed what turned out to be a very satisfying steak.
Becca didn't have to be told to move the tray off the bed. She hopped off the bed as soon as Randy was finished eating his food, and placed the tray and glasses on the small business desk. Then, she stood at the foot of the bed. Beaming, posing, and waiting.
"I'm ready for desert." Randy said as he pulled a strand of meat from his teeth. Within seconds, Becca was face - fucking Randy. Her wet pussy made Randy's mouth and nose glisten. She must have been on the verge of orgasm because when she did come, it was quick.
She didn't know the rules with Lindie had changed, and was surprised when Randy pushed the head of his cock in her mouth as he came.
The taste was different in some way. It wasn't bad, but it was different than the dozen or so other ejaculates she allowed to fill her mouth. She swallowed and that load was soon replaced with another. She was surprised by that, too. Again, she swallowed, as Randy motioned for her to lie on her back.
As she laid on the bed, she raised her knees so her feet were on the edge of the bed. She looked between her raised knees as Randy stepped closer, his thick cock bobbing left and right as he moved.
"I know you want me to fuck you," Randy started, "but you need to understand that's all this is. Fucking. I will make you come when I fuck you. Several times, if you'd like. But don't misinterpret this as anything more than fucking between friends. Do you understand?"
He may as well have been talking gibberish, as the only thing Becca could think about was feeling Randy's large, veiny cock inside her. She nodded emphatically.
Randy took his time. He imagined Becca teased herself with her dildos before pushing them all the way inside her pussy and asshole. He pushed the head of his cock between her wet pussy lips, and then pulled out. Becca looked at him with disappointed eyes.
Randy pushed the head of his cock back in, this time a little deeper. She gasped.
He fucked her for a few seconds and then withdrew, taking a step back from the bed.
He left just enough room for her to step off the bed and kneel before him. She sucked his cock until he motioned for her to stop, and then she resumed her position on the bed.
Randy entered her again, this time easing in a little further, and fucking her a little longer. Again, he withdrew and stepped back. She dropped to the floor and licked his shaft, balls, and fingered his asshole.
After he motioned for her to get back on the bed again, he held her legs as he fucked her with half his full human length. Becca choked and gasped as he hit bottom. He filled her completely, and fucked her through three orgasms. She would normally rub her clit whenever she knew the guy was getting close. Randy showed no signs of getting close, and paused only long enough to reposition her. In every position she had every tried, with both men and women, Randy fucked her. Had it not been for the phone ringing, she wondered just how long he planned on fucking her - not that she was complaining. Her tight pussy was only beginning to feel a little sore.
"Is everything to your liking, sir?" the hotel manager asked.
"Yes, thank you." Randy said. He stood as he spoke, while Becca resumed her position on her knees.
"Um, is Becca there?" the hotel manager asked, shyly.
"Yes, we've been talking about current events and must have lost track of time. Is she needed at the moment?" Randy asked.
"Um, no, I suppose... may I speak with her?" the hotel manager stuttered.
"Her mouth is full at the moment. How about I send her down after I've finished eating?" Randy asked.
"Still eating, sir? She was supposed to bring your food two hours ago. Is she just getting there now? Your food must be cold!" The hotel manager exclaimed.
