Money at the Airport - Sex Stories

Money at the Airport

The wife and I had gone down to London to see a show, we’d gone on a trip where you get the journey down from up North, theatre ticket and an overnight hotel room all for one price. We’d been out and seen the show and had got back to our hotel, which was situated near the airport, at around 11:30pm. I wasn’t particularly tired but she was knackered and after eating she’d had a shower and was soon nodding off in bed. I decided to go down stairs to the smoking area and have a cigarette. I was smoking when I realised I was busting so heading off to the toilet I was surprised to see, upon entering the gents, six cubicles. I usually use the cubicles as I like to take my time without anyone watching, also sometimes I have a wank and this night was one of those nights, as the wife was asl**p there was no chance of anything else for me. I noticed that two of the cubicles were already taken which surprised me for the time, nearly midnight, anyway I opened the door to one and sat down. I was feeling myself up and lost in my own little world when I heard a cough obviously from the next booth but I just ignored it. Then without any warning a piece of paper came under the partition with a pen, I picked it up and it said ‘How much for a blowjob?’ I wrote £50, it was London after all, then the paper came back and said ‘Room 212’, I said aloud “Ok”. As I unlocked my door I walked out and towards the lift, I pressed the button and stood behind me was an oriental gentleman, looked Japanese but ...

... I couldn’t be sure. As the lift arrived I got in and he followed and said “You going to 212” walking towards him as the lift doors shut I answered “Yes I am are you?” he smiled and nodded. The lift doors opened on the second floor as we walked side by side towards room 212, when we reached the room he unlocked it with a key card and I stepped in, he turned around to lock the door and I rubbed his ass he turned back smiling and said “Can I cum in your mouth?” and I replied “Another £50” with which he took out his wallet and gave it to me. After putting it in my pocket he was still standing by the door I reached forward and ran the back of my hand down the front of his trousers, he smiled and dropped his bag. As I ran my hand over his genital area I leaned in and kissed his lips, he carried on smiling. Rubbing him it was apparent he was getting hard although he felt to be small. After a few minutes I crouched down in front of him and rubbing his erection I unclipped his pants and they fell down, he had a small bulge in his undies, as I rubbed him he moaned. I noticed his cock didn’t seem to be getting any bigger so I presumed he was fully erect. I peeled down his undies and there he stood 4” if he was that. I leaned forward and licked his helmet, running my tongue up and down his shaft he was moaning and talking in a foreign language, obviously his own tongue. I carried on licking from eye to balls before I touched him, licking and nibbling his balls he was thrusting as I came ...