When Paul got up I felt almost sleepy, I was defiantly tired, and I felt used. It was like I was in a euphoric bliss I opened my eyes as Paul pulled away and said “OK Baby, it’s my turn now, lets get you back to the hotel.”
He got in and we drove to my hotel. I did feel drained yet I had a smile on my face like I have never had in my life this was one nasty man and I loved him for being this way. My mind was spinning as to what I could possibly do to some how give him some kind of reward for all of his efforts doing all this for my pleasure. What could I do that no other woman has ever done for him before? What could I do to make sure that Paul goes home to his wife wishing and praying to God that it was me he was going home to?
My God with his nasty and filthy mind, our life together would really be way out. I can’t help but wonder why he loves it so making sure that I am having so many wonderful climaxes. Why is it he loves eating cum out of my sperm filled pussy so much? I don’t think Paul is gay, maybe he is, I don’t think he is Bi-sexual, he never gave me any hints in that direction. Shit I love his nasty-ass fucking mind, this trip is turning out to be way more than I had ever hoped for. I know that if I don’t watch my self, I may not get back on that plane. Oh shit the kids, oh well, this has turned out to be one hell of a trip so far. I well think of something to do to him before I go back, something real nasty.
Once in the room, Paul said, “I know you are tired and most likely wore out, why don’t you take a nice hot bath, wash your hair and relax a bit, I’m going to order us some food.” I heard that and it was music to my ears. I took a nice long bath and just relaxed in the huge tub, I think I even fell asleep for a bit. I finished and dried off; there was a blow dryer on the wall so I used it. When I came out of the bathroom, Paul had a dinner plate waiting for me; he must have been tired also, because he had fallen asleep on the bed on his back and nude. I looked at him and I loved what I saw, he was hung and I stood there just a minute debating on where I would eat. I looked at him and then at the covered plate. I walked over to it, lifted the plate to see a lovely steak. I set the lid down and looked at him again.
Well I am sure I don’t have to tell you what I decided to eat. That steak was delicious; it was cooked just the way I liked it. When I finished I covered the dish and went to Paul. I got on the bed with him and I wanted desert. When I touched him he woke up, he grabbed me and we rolled on the bed laughing. We kissed and kissed. I wanted him bad, I was not horny, I just wanted to feel him inside of me.
He asked me “Are you ready to sleep, or would you like some more wild sex?” I smiled at him and said “I can sleep on the plane back, I came down here for sex, so give it to me.” I kissed him wild and hot, he broke the kiss and said, “I have some more surprises for you baby, come over here, I want to tie your hands up.” I smiled and said, “Oh my, Paul wants to get kinky, OK honey, tie me up.” I moved to the center of the bed and stretched out my arms. Paul tied them and then he took some soft ropes and tied my ankles. The ropes where not tight like my arms so I really had almost total freedom of my legs and feet.
I expected him to go down on me, to my surprise he got off the bed. He went to a bag and pulled out several things. One was a body massager, another was a big fat rubber cock another was this pink looking rubber cock that he tested to make sure it vibrated. He had a soft mitten with white fur and other different dildo’s. He came back to the bed and said “Well My dear Linda, I can guarantee this, after tonight. Every time you ever think about sex again tonight will flash into your mind first and foremost. You will go to your grave thinking about tonight” I said, “Oh I know, tonight has been wonderful.” Paul then responded, Oh no, I don’t mean what you have done so far, I mean what you will be going through the next few hours.”
I heard him turn on the body massager and he put the head of it against my exposed pussy, after all, I had my legs open thinking he would eat me at any time. Now I have used vibrators before, but this way he laid there holding the massager so it just barley touched my exposed clit. I felt like a fluttering bee was touching me. Sending through my nerves, nothing but pure lovely, wonderful pleasure. I felt myself beginning to respond to the touch. I tried to scoot down to push myself tighter against it, but he would pull it back to keep it just barley touching. I had my ropes stretched as far as they would go. I felt myself after some time very close to having a climax. I knew it would be a small one, but I also knew it would feel good. I don’t’ know how he managed to tell I was ready but right at the moment of perfection, he pulled it away from me.
I called out to him. “Oh honey, I am ready, let me come baby.” I heard him say, “Oh you were, I’m sorry, I wanted to see how you could handle this.” I felt him inserting a nice fat cock inside of me, I looked down, and he lay there smiling as he slowly slid the big fat rubber cock inside of me. I could not climax because as good as it felt with the cock, it changed the feeling from my clit to my insides. I could feel the movement of the cock as Paul stroked me with it. I could feel myself loving it as it touched every fiber in my cunt.
I began to fuck back at it; I knew I could have a lovely climax any moment. I was there and Paul pulled it out. “No” I said, “put it back, I’m ready, give it to me, put it back.” He did not say a word, I heard the massager click back on and the electricity of it touching my clit again. He did it again, just as I was there, he changed everything, and I could not climax right then because he changed the feeling. I was getting lost in this desire to climax. I knew my body was building to a big climax now. I decided to try and fool him.