I'm a user and abuser (part 1) - Sex Stories

I'm a user and abuser (part 1)

... in the car and driving away I told her we were checking into a HOtel, checking in and dinner and clubbing later. Of course under my breath I was saying no food. I wanted her d***k and fucked up. Then came the questions. Did you pack my clothes, make up, tooth brush and so on (including her toys)and the hot oil. Yes was the only answer. And it was the correct answer. She settled back and talked about her day at work. We pull into the HOtel and I let them carry our items up to our room while I checked us in. In our room she was amazed at the size of it. Nice king size bed, large open patio, another room for a business setting so to speak and one big ass tub with a large bathroom which faced or was visible from our patio area. When I say an open patio there were no walls, the patio was well open and you could walk around the entire floor, it offered no privacy. In no time at all she was undressed and in the tub taking her hot bubble bath. Little candles were lit to set the mood. Back then we could smoke in our rooms. I opened up the sliding patio doors and poured her a large cold glass of champagne with two shots of tequila in it. Patron tequila is great stuff, no bad taste and it went down smoothly, a bit expensive but well worth it. Best part was it didn't have that tequila smell. Three glasses later in less than an hour and she started talking about dinner. Yes, we would go eat. But not really. She loved the champagne btw. So she got more and more. She had finished off the ...

... first bottle and we were working on the second one. I didn't notice any change in her, she cant handle her alcohol btw. You know what I mean? Once she hits the zone she is all fast talking and laughing at everything. Not there yet though or so it seemed until I refilled her glass again and she stood up. Oh she was definitely in the zone. Drinking from her glass and wanting more as she dried off. Oh she got it for sure. She walks clumsily out of the bathroom holding her glass and talking, bumping into things. No towel on and no clothes on either. She was fucked up. I was standing out on the patio smoking and she joined me in all of her nudity. Damn was my thought. She didn't care at all. I even poured her another drink while she stood naked at the railing. This time I cut down the amount of patron in her drink. She drank it in one quick move and wanted another. She was laughing and talking a thousand miles an hour. I knew she was fucked up and had to plan accordingly for how she would be dressed. Into the room we went. Time for some fun with her as she stood naked putting on her make up as she bent over the bathroom counter. I simply just walked up behind her and did what I call the reach around and started playing with her pussy. She bent over even further telling me to fuck her which I did. She had thing of looking at me when she was being fucked. It was like she was measuring how good she was. Oh I worked that pussy of hers. I enjoyed how her lovely 42ds would just bounce so ...