Tribute Story for cokokisses Part 4! - Sex Stories

Tribute Story for cokokisses Part 4!

As she laid there, quiet but breathing deeply, I started to pull my hips backwards, the tight confines of her asshole gripping onto my hard and throbbing cock so tightly I wondered if I would even be able to escape the super tight ring of muscle there. Eventually, a little coaxing and a little relaxing on her part, I was able to slowly pull the length of my meat from the crinkled star, the tip of my cock pulling with it the dregs of my orgasm, drippings falling onto the sheets below me and being soaked into them almost immediately. Slowly shuffling backwards, I stood up on the edge of the bed and glanced around the hotel room. It was a nice place to play to be sure, but it lacked a certain edge to it that I found myself craving. Moving over towards the window, I threw open the blinds quickly, the early morning sun streaming in and filling the semi-dark room with light, allowing me to fully glimpse the gorgeous woman on the bed behind me. My cock was still rock hard, throbbing and a drip of cum fell from the tip onto the carpet. I glanced down at the air conditioner and turned it on a bit, as it was quite warm in the room and I needed it more chilly for what was to come next. While it kicked on and slowly basted the room in frigid air, I grabbed the nearby chair and dragged it over towards the bed, setting it up near the edge of the mattress. Grabbing onto her ankles, I rolled her over onto her back, exposing those large and perfect tits of hers. My hands shot forwards, ...

... grabbing them both up into firm holds, squeezing tightly as my mouth fell down to one, sucking on the tightly peaked cap of her nipple hard, teeth finding the tip and biting down onto it while the tip of my tongue flicked back and forth over the sensitive bud. A whimper of pleasure was given from her, filling the room better than even the cold air and the sound alone sent a tremor down my spine. "I need you..." I whispered up to her, glancing towards her eyes and holding contact with her fully for a few seconds. The hunger would be apparent, the light behind my eyes replaced with a sort of dark look that had taken hold of my psyche and was controlling my actions. "You've been very good, and very naughty to me the last three days...but I think it's time for a change." Grabbing her ankles, I spun her to face the chair, making sure she was lying on her back the whole time. Moving over towards where my luggage was, I opened up the fabric bag quickly and extracted three belts I'd brought for this occasion. Each was long enough to serve it's purpose obviously or I wouldn't have brought them. Grabbing the first, I wrapped it around her right wrist and cinched it down tight, just enough to restrain but not so much as to cut off bl**d flow. I tied the opposite end to her right ankle. Repeating the process with her left wrist and ankle, I grabbed the third belt. "Now what should I do with this..." I mused. I knew what I was going to do obviously, but that was for her to guess. Whipping it ...