Walking into the hotel lounge, I was looking for some cock. My husband told me to wear my short black sexy dress, my toeless, heel less pumps, no panties or bra and my make up extra heavy. My husband likes it when I go out looking for cock. When I return to him I always have a hot exciting sexual adventure to share with him and nice sloppy pussy for him to eat and fuck full of his own cum.
Tonight was to be a little different. Just getting picked up by some well-hung stud just wouldn't do. Tonight's cock was going to pay for my pussy. Tonight I was going to be a whore. My pleasure would come from the thrill of telling a man he could have me if he paid for it, taking his money and letting him do me according to his pleasure.
It never takes long for me to be noticed when walking into a lounge. After all I dress like a slut and I am one nice piece of ass. A nice gentlemen in his forties, I guessed, wearing an expensive suit approached me and offered to buy me a drink. Smiling seductively, I told him I'd have a Manhattan ice tea.
We sat down in a small booth and began to chat. He was there on business, his eyes were devouring me and he obviously wanted to get a piece of ass while away from his wife. I liked him. He was forty-five, married, two kids, and a very successful life insurance salesman. He was very entertaining; he had the gift of the gab.
He asked if I was there on business as well. Reaching for his hands and with a seductive look I told him I was there on business and I hoped he and I could come to terms and go to his room to close the deal.
His eyes got real wide and he smiled real big. Then his eyes dropped to my tits and back up to my eyes. He then told me rarely paid for a piece of ass, but he wanted me and he'd give $300 if he could fill all three of my holes with cum. Smiling; I slid from the booth pulling him out with me. I embraced him and standing on my tip toes I whispered in his hear that his offer was acceptable and that I was ready to go to his room to close the deal and provide the requested services.
What a fucking rush, actually selling myself for sexual services to a total stranger. As we walked through the lounge; it seemed everyone in their was watching us and somehow I felt they new I was being taken from the lounge by a "john".
Once we got to the room I excused myself for a moment to freshen up. When I entered the room he had already removed his shoes and suit coat. In his hand were three one hundred-dollar bills. Handing them to me I put them in my purse. Next, I walked over to him and again standing on my tiptoes I asked him in a professional business manner which hole he wanted to fill first.
He reached around me and grabbed me by the ass. Pulling me in tight he asked if I could feel his hard cock. I just moaned and cooed as I ground my body into his. He stepped back and started to unfasten his belt and pants I guessed it would be my mouth so I knelt in front of him helping him step out of his pants. I reached for his shorts and as I pulled them down his hairy legs I saw the cock that I was being paid to pleasure. He was already partially erect. His cock was uncircumcised, very thick and he had to be at least seven inches.
With his shorts off I knelt on the floor and looked up at my "john" he was naked and looking down at me in anticipation of the services he paid. He slowly stroked his cock and it grew longer and harder. I gently slid my hands up his strong hairy legs till I found his heavy hairy balls. I caressed them and he moaned. Next, he pointed his cock at me and I new that he wanted it in my mouth.
