Sun streamed into my hotel room, waking me from my alcohol aided slumber. My head ached, my mouth was dry and my memory of the night before was spotty at best. I heard the shower in my room running and confusion set in. I had come to the conference alone and I had no idea who could be showering in my room.
I recalled talking to a woman named Janice early at the kickoff reception and she was my best guess. She had been a pretty but heavy set woman several years my junior with nice cleavage, wide hips and beautiful eyes. I'd always had a thing for curvy women with nice eyes. A deep pang of guilt shot through me as my mind flashed to my wife at home. I had never been unfaithful before. The water stopped and my breath caught in my chest as I anxiously waited for the big reveal. My eyes grew wide as the door opened and the last person I could have imagined walked into the room.
Water glistened from his solid and very muscular body. His long flaccid cock hung over his big shaved balls, swinging from side to side as he walked confidently towards me. I looked up and our eyes met. A light shiver passed through me and a deep pit formed in my stomach.
"Good morning Pet," he said playfully as he toweled his hair dry. My eyes locked onto his and I felt my cock begin to stir. I had never been with a man before and in fact I had never even fathomed it as a possibility. My mind began to piece together the night before and my cheeks began to flush a deep crimson.
"Hey," I replied. I smiled weakly and my hand instinctively slid down to my slowly growing dick. I was shocked to find my cock and balls shaved bare and a spark of recognition shook me. His name was Mark and he had been seated on the other side of me from Janice at the reception. He was from California and he was a presenter at the conference.
"I was hoping you would wake up before I left,' he said as he grabbed a pair of silk boxers from the floor and stepped into them. I felt a strange disappointment as his cock disappeared from view and it shook me. My mind flashed back to the night before and I remembered sitting naked on the bed, my hands exploring his taut rippled abs as his hard cock slid into my mouth so deep that tears rolled down my cheeks.
"I am," I said softly. My cock was fully erect and I squeezed it as I smiled at him. My heart was racing and while I wanted to say more I didn't know what to say. I knew his first name and that I had, at the very least, sucked his dick but my mind had yet to process or acknowledge what else I had done.
"Are you free after the afternoon session?" He asked. His big hands toyed with his silk covered package and he smiled knowingly at me.
"Sure, wanna grab dinner or something?" I asked. I had the unfamiliar desire to spend more time with him and while I still hadn't filled in most of the blanks from the night before I was pretty sure that we had made a connection that transcended sexuality.
"Or something sounds better to me but you will have to eat to keep your strength up if we are going to continue your training," he responded with a wry smile on his handsome chiseled young face. He was at least ten years my junior but I felt this odd need to please him and a strong shudder passed through my body.
"You do want to continue your training don't you?" He asked as his steely blue eyes bore into me awakening goosebumps all over my body. Again my mind flashed back to the night before and I remembered him shaving my chest, cock and balls and telling me that I was a good slut.
"Yes," I said softly as my hand glided over my painfully hard dick. I was openly ogling his strong body and he looked down at the movement of my hand with a disapproving glare.
"Don't you dare make yourself cum, " he said sternly, "and how is a Pet supposed to address his Master?" A deep and powerful shudder shook me. I had long harbored deeply submissive fantasies but try as I might I could never get my wife to play the dominant role. Suddenly it fell into place and a flood of memories from the night before filled my head. His eyes tore into mine and he stepped closer. I couldn't look away from his pretty eyes but I could sense his cock straining to be set free from his shiny silk boxers and I wanted it.
"Yes sir, I am sorry sir," I replied. My heart thumped mercilessly in my chest and it felt as though it would burst free at any moment. My hand slowed on my cock so I wouldn't cum and my free hand moved slowly towards his beautiful manhood.
"Ask permission slut," he demanded as his eyes continued to mind fuck me to the brink of insanity. "We both know what you want, what you need."
"Yes sir," I groaned, my voice so thick with lust it was almost unrecognizable. "Please may I suck your beautiful cock." I looked up at him with needy, pleading eyes. I could smell the fresh scent of his newly washed body and it sent me spiraling into a deep canyon of wanton desire. My breath caught in my chest as I awaited his permission to free his cock and devour him.
"You may suck my cock but you have to make me cum fast," he said pushing his boxers down. "No dallying and sucking me for hours like last night. I have to present to several hundred people in less than an hour." I remembered him telling me the night before that he was the youngest executive vice president in his firms history.
His cock sprung from his body and slapped against my cheek. My mouth watered and I released my cock from my firm gasp and slid my hands up his beautiful body. I ran my tongue up the underside of his cock. I had spent hours licking and sucking him the night before and I felt like I knew every nuance and vein on his long circumcised dick. I wrapped my lips around the tip and swirled my tongue quickly, flicking the head as I stroked his thick smooth shaft. The briny flavor of his precum filled my mouth and brought with it more recollection. He had brought me into the men's room during the reception. I was already drunk at the time and I had willingly followed him into a stall and knelt at his feet sucking his dick and head as he stroked the shaft. I hadn't known what to do and truth be told his hand did most of the work. The entire time other conference guests streamed into the men's room unaware or unwilling to acknowledge what was happening in the big handicapped stall at the end of the row. His cum had filled my mouth andI'd that time I'd had no choice but to swallow it.
I cupped his balls and sucked noisily on his cock. His rapid breathing and trembling legs made it clear that his release was immanent and I forced the entire length of his sizable dick down my throat as he erupted with a loud grunt. His hot cream pumped down my gullet and I looked up to see his face filled with contentment as I gulped his seed like a greedy slut.
"Enjoy the seminar and I will meet you in the lobby after the afternoon session. Be there at six sharp and wear something sexy for me. Like these," he said as he reached into his overnight bag and tossed me a silk thong banana hammock.
I shuddered and squeezed my still hard dick. He finished getting dressed while I idly played with my dick. I wanted desperately to cum but that was against the rules and I knew my reward for obeying him would be worth the wait.
I watched him leave and I lay back and replayed the events of the night before. I'd noticed his commanding presence almost immediately but my attention had been centered on the cute and flirtatious Janice. The plentiful free drinks soon had us both ready to sneak up to my room for some hot drunken sex but before we did he had spoken up as the voice of reason.
I replayed the entire conversation n my head.
"You don't want to do that, " he had said when Janice excused herself to go to the ladies room. It was the first time I had really noticed his eyes. They were pale blue and stunning but mote than that had an intensity that drew me in and held me in their grasp.
"Why not?" I recalled asking. I was drunk, horny and ready to fuck the chubby brunette despite the risks.
"For one thing you're married and besides that she is much to submissive for you, " he had answered quickly. He had correctly read both her and me and his assessment was spot on. "You need a strong dominant person to take control of you."
"And who would that be?" I had asked almost defiantly but I was both curious and frightened where he was going.
"Me," he had answered confidently. His eyes had continued to hold mine and my heart had begun to race. It took me a moment to process what he had said and when I did I looked at him quizzically.
"I'm not gay," I had replied quietly, my alcohol clouded mind trying desperately to reconcile what was happening. I had been ready to fuck a twenty something brunette and suddenly I was being propositioned by a strong, dominant and very good looking man.
"Neither am I. I am open to any gender and I will take you exactly where you have longed to go for your entire life." His hand rested on my knee under the table and he traced small circles up my inner thigh, slowly creeping up to my fast growing cock. His soft touch was not only exciting it was welcome and I made no attempt to stop or dissuade him on his journey. The next thing I knew I'd been on my knees between his legs in the men's room sucking his cock.
I climbed out of bed and walked naked to my bathroom. My cock was so hard that it was pointed skyward and a large drop of precum oozed from the tip. I scooped it up with my finger and slid it into my mouth. It was almost as sweet as his had been and I had an overwhelming urge to find another cock to suck. What was happening to me?
The sink held remnants of my newly shaved body and I ran my hands down my smooth balls back to my taint and asshole. It too was smooth and still sore from his big hard cock. I pushed a finger inside it and moaned. It felt good and I wanted more.
Steam filled the room as the shower heated up and my eyes fell to a pair of handcuffs on the counter. I recalled the helplessness when he cuffed me to the bed. His hard cock had jutted straight out from his freakishly athletic body and it had glistened in the harsh incandescent light as he slathered lube onto it. I had been simultaneously scared and excited when he rubbed it across my tight virgin ass but I had wanted it. I had wanted anything he was willing to give and I had moaned like a wanton whore when he buried his cock in my ass. I had never felt anything like that before. The combination of pleasure, pain and pressure was intense. It had been the ultimate act of submission and it was life altering in every conceivable way. I knew I would never be satisfied with straight vanilla sex again.
Most of my day was a blur and I felt like I was walking through the motions in a daze. I was waiting for him at six when he walked confidently into the lobby. His shaggy blonde hair and blue eyes drew the attention of several women as he glided past them but his gaze was affixed on me. I felt my heart race and a surge of blood rushed to my cock making the skimpy thong feel tight, restrictive and incredibly sexy.
"You look good pet," he said as he brushed the back of his hand across my cheek. It was an oddly intimate gesture that was out of character for our purely sexual relationship and yet I liked it. It made me feel desirable and sexy.
"Thank you Sir," i replied. The words flowed naturally as though I had been saying them my whole life and yet their meaning was not lost on either of us.
"Let's roll," he said as he walked out towards the valet parking stand. His car, a Cadillac Escallade, was already there and we climbed in. He fished his semi erect dick from his suit pants and looked at me expectantly as he pulled out onto the Vegas strip. I quickly unfastened my seatbelt and leaned over the console, taking his soft spongy meat into my mouth. He tasted salty like sweat and there was something very sexy about that. It was him, all natural and primal and he grew rigid in my eager mouth.
