All characters engaging in any sexual relationships or activities are aged 18 years or older. Any names, characters, business, places and events are purely made up.
This is part 2 please fill free to go back and read part 1 of the story.
Day 2 of these meetings seemed to take longer than the first, not to mention all the thoughts going around my head after yesterday. I've never done anything that crazy before, on my knees sucking some old guys massive cock till he came all over my face. It had only been a couple of hours since he and sent me the video that he had filmed without me knowing and i could not help but go play with myself in the toilets while watching it.
I spent the rest of the day wondering if he was going to message me, asking me to do it again today, did i want him too? The damp spot in my panties said yes, does that make me a slut? Maybe.
I had just got back to my from when my phone vibrated, it was Tom.
Hello slut, be ready at 8pm same as yesterday but different underwear.
Why did i get so wet just from reading his text? Did he want just a blowjob again or did he want more this time, the thought of having that huge cock in my pussy scared me, no way would that fit he would rip me in half. The only cock I've ever had in me was my Ex's tiny little one.
I jumped in the shower and shaved while i was in their, he never even had me remove my underwear last time but you never know. Once out and dry i put my hair in a ponytail like he asked for last time and put on a nice set of matching blue bra and thong.
"Oh Emma what are you doing?" I said while looking in the mirror, dirty blonde hair in a ponytail toned body on show and my perky boobs in a nice push up bra. If I'm going to be a slut might as well be a good looking one. I threw on the hotel room robe and sat on the bed waiting.
At exactly 8pm the door knocked, he did like to be bang on time. I opened the door to see Tom standing there still in his hotel manager uniform. He was wearing the glasses again, the glasses that just happen to be a secret camera, i said nothing. Did i want to be filmed? Did the thought of being filmed turn me on even more?
He walked into the room and sat on the edge of the bed facing the the desk and the large mirror.
"Stand there." He said pointing in front of him.
"Lose the robe."
I slowly undid the robe and let it drop to the floor.
"Now the bra."
This was different from last time i had not taken my bra off for him before, showing he my boobs felt like a big thing and i got scared and could not move.
'Now!" He snapped at me.
I slowly reach my hands behind to undo the clasp, hands shaking. I managed to undo it and slowly dropped my bra to the floor. As i did he reached out and grabbed them with both hands and squeezed them, i got even wetter as he roughly played with them.
"Now the panties." He said as he stopped playing with my boobs.
These i removed a bit of quicker but with my hands still shaking. I was glad i did shave earlier. Once fully naked he looked me up and down inspecting every inch of me it felt like.
"You looking stunning naked slut."
"Thank you sir." I said. Being called stunning and a slut in the same sentence made me fell weird, even weirder that i thanked him for it.
"Now on your knees." He said as he stood up and removed his shirt, showing off his big but not fat body.
