The Hotel Hookup - Sex Stories

The Hotel Hookup

... come from a blowjob, your mouth would be filled." He groaned and I could feel it through his prick. Moreso in that vein.

His hand came down lightly pushed mine away. "Don't worry, I don't choke you. I just want your mouth alone." He put his hands on either shoulder and began pushing me away and pulling me back.

My mouth slid along his length, and good to his word he didn't push fast enough for me to gag. He'd hit my soft palate gently, the smallest push.

"Yeah. Really good." He said calmly and I felt him surge, his heart pumping himself thicker. I didn't know if he'd done it involuntarily or not.

He pulled himself free of my mouth. The shining coat of my saliva reflecting the light of the room.

Turning, he motioned to the bed, "Why don't you get up there. Lay on your back. I'm going to try to fuck you." It was polite, but there was no question that it was going to happen.

I did as instructed, my butt close to the edge of the bed. He took a position with his groin at my ass, laying his generous prick over the top of mine. His huge, wet sack rest on my taint.

Slowly he rubbed himself against my length, the wetness on his shaft slithering along me. It felt amazing.

He moved away and into the bathroom, returning with a small bottle. He applied done if the fluid to himself and then to me. Once the lubricant was applied he took one of his fat fingers and pushed into my hole.

It sent shivers through me. I always love this, the first moment of entry, ...

... where my nerves get briefly uncomfortable with the intrusion, then my subconscious takes over and I feel nothing but pleasure.

The finger went back and forth, pushing against my anxious ring. I could feel his knuckles as they pressed against the muscle, a direct line to the length of my rigid prick.

Shortly, a second finger entered. "You're tight. I'm gonna enjoy this." He grumbled towards me as he pulled the fingers away. I ached for the loss.

The blunt end of him pressed only seconds later. I looked down to where he held himself, guiding his marvelous prick inside me. His light chest hair trailing down to his groin, obscured by my erection.

He pushed forward and the warm, tingling feeling hit almost immediately. He began to spread me, forcing me open, sending that electric sensation across my body. It warmed me everywhere, down to my soul.

Onward he pressed until I felt that gentle angle from his head to shaft. His next move was to withdraw completely, and I felt his slick head dip to my taint.

Again he took hold and inserted himself, this time further by an inch or so. He withdrew completely again only a second later, driving my anus nuts.

Over and over. Further and further. Every time driving me crazy with the sensation. The rumble of his moves. The pulling up slightly as his root got closer and less able to bend into me.

An exhale came from me as I finally felt his matted pubic hair at my burning, ecstatic hole. It was an involuntary groan, the width ...