We got to our table, a round table for 4 in the corner of the dining room.
You pulled out one of the chairs facing the interior of the room for me but instead of sitting across from me, you sat next to me, facing the room, too. You explained you like to people-watch, but as you got comfortable and placed your hand on my inner thigh, I knew your real intention was to torment me through dinner.
I don’t remember what we ordered but I know I barely ate, needing my other cravings satisfied before I cared for food. I did drink quite a few glasses of wine, though.
You had spent a good portion of the evening finger-fucking me under the table, roughly toying with my clit while I tried to stifle my orgasms as we sat in this restaurant. We skipped dessert, paid quickly, and left in a hurry.
It’s only a short drive back to my hotel but you tell me to suck your cock while I play with myself as you drive. I gag on your cock as I press it into the back of my throat.
To show your appreciation for my efforts, you spit onto a couple of your fingers and massage your saliva onto my asshole. Your index finger starts probing my tight little hole but it resists you. You finger my pussy to lubricate your fingers and you try again. I moan loudly onto your cock as your finger penetrates my ass, followed quickly by a second finger. You finger fuck me briefly but you stop. You don’t want to loosen my ass up too much.
Your cock is what will stretch my ass, you determine. We’ve arrived at the hotel anyway.
You follow me into the elevator and grope me obscenely once the doors close, your cock pressed against my ass, one hand taunting my clit, the other pinching my nipple hard, your mouth driving me wild by kissing and nibbling my neck and ears. I press my ass into your groin further as my body responds to your onslaught of pleasure.
We reach our floor and you give me a second to compose myself before the doors open. Flushed, I hurry to my room with you closely behind.
I barely hear the door click behind us before you have me bent over the bed, your cock head slamming against my cervix.
Roughly pinching and twisting my nipples, you hammer me from me behind as I beg you to keep fucking me, harder and more, to never stop fucking me, telling you how badly I need your cum in me.
As I cum on your cock for what may be the 20th time in the few hours I’ve known you, I smile to myself at how easy it is for me to cum. I know it’s a gift many women don’t have. Suddenly, I feel your cock grow even more ridged. Another orgasm builds in me as I think about what’s about to happen.
“Take all my cum up your fucking pussy, you little slut. I’ve got so much cum for you,” you grunt. With both hands you grip my hips, pushing me down as you bury your cock as far as you can into the depths of my pussy. The spasming of your cock as you release your torrent of jizz into my wanton hole triggers another orgasm in me.
I cum hard with your last couple spurts, milking the cum from you.
“Slut, did you just cum on my cock simply because I was cumming in you?” Your cock slides out of me and I roll over to face you. I look at you, smiling slightly before I cast my eyes downward, trying to hide my smirk. “Yes sir. The thought of you filling me with your cum makes me feel so dirty. I love feeling dirty.” The knowledge that I came on your cock because you were cumming in me fills you with a rage-lust.
You weren’t really angry but Goddamnit if it didn’t make you want to punish me. Ok, you little slut. You wanna feel dirty? I can make that happen, you thought to yourself. Your cock barely had time to start to soften before it was raging for another warm hole.
You pushed me back onto my stomach as you pinned me down and shoved a pillow under my hips. You order me to spread my ass cheeks apart for you.
With your cock still covered in our juices from just a moment ago, you watch your cum slowly leaking out of my pussy and you wonder how it still looks so tight, albeit swollen. You shake your head, telling yourself to focus, trying not to let yourself get side tracked by my pussy again. With one hand you line your cock up with my puckered little asshole and with the other you cover my mouth.
You want to muffle any sounds I may make, you know I haven’t been fucked in the ass in a long time but you have no intention of taking it easy on me. You start to press your cock into me. You aren’t going to ram it in, but you aren’t going to go slowly either. I start to moan and the moan gets louder as your cock sinks deeper into my ass.
I knew your cock was big but it felt like it was splitting me open as your cock sunk to its depths.
Once you have fully invaded my ass, you grab another fist full of hair and spank me hard.
“Whose slut are you?”
“Yours, sir!”
SMACK!
“Whose ass is this?”
“Yours, sir!”
SMACK!
“Do you need me to fuck your ass?”
“Yes! Please, sir! Please fuck my ass!”
SMACK!
And with that, you start to fuck my ass mercilessly, your cock brutally stretching my once tight hole.
“Oh fuck yes!” You hear me yell before I bury my face in the pillows.
I yell more indecipherable profanities and exclamations as I cum repeatedly from your anal plundering. You roar as you empty the contents of your balls into me once more. My final orgasm subsides as your cock spasms one more time, depositing the last of your cum into my ass. You smile knowing you’ve now filled me three times and you aren’t done yet. You tell me what a good slut I am but that you wish we had a butt plug so your cum would stay put until you were ready to use my ass again.
I smile at you while I shimmy over to the edge of the bed to reach into one of my bags, being careful to keep your cock in my ass until I find the plug. I pull it out and you pat my ass in approval. Sliding your cock out of my ass you marvel at how much you’ve managed to stretch my asshole in one go. You see a bit of your pooled cum in my ass, causing you cock to twitch with anticipation of depositing more later. You insert the butt plug which makes my moan lightly.
You decide you’re going to tease me for a while.