After engaging sexually with Thomas in the restroom stall during the Meet & Greet part of the business convention that I was responsible for, I stayed at the Meet & Greet until all the clients left. Thomas was the last to leave, and he reminded me that he would be showing up at my hotel room at 7:00 PM, and to be ready for a second round of sex.
I returned to my hotel room, with the events of the day swirling nonstop in my head, wondering if I had overly encouraged Thomas to follow me to the restroom. I knew in my heart that I was responsible for having sex with him, maybe not the time or location, but it was an exciting adventure in its own right. Not reaching any conclusion, I decided a hot shower was what I needed most.
While standing under the hot shower, I continued to reflect on the desire that came over me when I was sucking Thomas’s cock, then allowing him to fuck me. I could have refused his dominant advance, but the sheer excitement of the situation allowed me to continue. I knew in the back of my mind that my husband would have wanted me to have sex with Thomas, so I just allowed it to happen.
I gave myself a douche to clean out all of Thomas’s cum that was still inside me. I even had the insane idea of giving myself an enema just in case he decided to take me anally. My mind was all over the place, and I wasn’t even sure of what I was doing. My pussy was still wet from thinking about what happened between Thomas and me in the bathroom stall. Remembering the picture of his cock on my phone, I viewed it and began playing with my clit and fingering my pussy, and fantasized about the events yet to unfold. I’d be likely sucking Thomas’s large cock again, then letting him fuck me.
I never had a cock as large as his before. It reached untouched regions I never thought I had. The difference was that this time I would be prepared for it, and I was looking forward to it. All of this was too much to hold back, and in a matter of minutes, I orgasmed.
As the anticipation of Thomas’s arrival grew closer, I paced the floor, thinking about what I should wear. I knew he told me to answer the door naked, but I didn’t want to make it all that easy for him, so I decided my lacy see-thru bra and panties would look much sexier anyway.
It was 6:45 when I finished drying my hair and putting on a light touch of makeup. I spent the next fifteen minutes pacing the floor, waiting for Thomas to arrive. Twenty minutes went by. Thirty minutes later, I thought he stood me up. I was frustrated and angry. Finally, at 7:30, the knock came, and I nearly tripped over myself rushing to the door.
When I opened the door, Thomas walked in carrying a bottle of champagne in an ice bucket. He placed the ice bucket on the dresser. Then he pulled me into his arms and kissed me. It was a deep kiss; his tongue immediately found its way into my mouth, and I had no hesitation in returning mine.
Breaking the kiss, Thomas stepped back and pulled his shirt over his head, revealing his athletic physique. After kicking off his sandals, he loosened his belt, pulled down his zipper, and allowed his pants to fall to the floor. Going commando this time, his insanely huge cock sprang free. I wasn’t disappointed.
Now naked, he stepped out of the pile of clothes at his feet and stepped toward me. “What are you waiting for? Take off your bra and panties.”
I was compelled to follow his command. I took off my bra first, then my panties. Thomas, already with his cell phone in his hand, started taking photos of me.
Thomas had taken a lot of photos of me, first of me sucking his cock, then fucking me from behind, so what difference did it make if he took a few more? I started to like it.
“I just knew there was a great set of tits hidden under that dress you wore today. And that pussy of yours…Mmm-mmm!” Thomas hummed.
Now totally naked, Thomas ordered me to cup my tits and massage my nipples for him. I eagerly complied and was rewarded by seeing his cock jump with excitement. He turned me around, stood behind me, pressed his hard cock against my backside while he cupped my breasts and tweaked my nipples, all the while grazing my shoulder and the side of my neck with his hot, wet lips. My entire body began to shudder with hot, carnal lust rushing through my veins.
“Now, isn’t this the way you wanted me, naked in your hotel room, about to fuck that hot cunt of yours?” Thomas whispered hotly in my ear as he pulled on my elongated nipples.
My lips hissed an immediate “yesss” before I even thought about a response. By now, I was so hot, I would crawl on my hands and knees for that cock of his.
“Now, get on that bed and spread those beautiful long legs, use those sexy fingers to hold your cunt open for me, and tell me where you want this big black cock,” Thomas commanded, and turned his phone from camera to video mode.
Feeling like his personal porn star, I crawled on the bed with my ass pointing at him, then rolled onto my back, with my legs spread wide. I used my fingers to rub my wet folds, then spread them open to reveal the glistening pink flesh and the hole where his cock would eventually go.
“I want your big black cock here, all fourteen inches of it, planted deeply inside me. Fuck me easy, fuck me hard, fuck me deep, but fuck me good,” I said, playing it up for his video, and meaning every word of it.
“That is what I like to hear. Now, smile for the camera. I plan on taking lots of video and pictures before this evening ends. Your husband, Jack, if I remember correctly, is really going to want to see these,” Thomas boasted.
He climbed onto the bed with me. Then he instructed me to get on top of him in a 69 position, saying he wanted to taste my pussy while I sucked his cock. I was more than eager to oblige, feeling hot to get his cock back into my mouth.
His tongue explored my pussy for the first time, while I was once again stuffing my mouth with his tasty black cock I had sucked earlier in the day. Our 69 lasted for only a few minutes before his talented tongue brought forth my first orgasm. I pressed my pussy hard against his mouth, while issuing moans muffled by his cock, as waves of pleasure swept over me.
Rolling me onto my back, he pulled me to the edge of the bed, spreading my legs wide. He ran his cock up and down my sopping slit, then smacked my clit with the head of his cock several times, before letting his cock rest on my abdomen.
I looked at Thomas quizzically, then he told me that if I wanted his cock, I needed to guide it into my wet, sloppy hole. Without a word or hesitation, I reached between my legs, grabbed his cock, and placed its mushroom head into the introitus of my cunt. With his cock just barely inside me, he asked if I was ready for a real fucking.
“Yes, please fuck me, right now! Don’t make me wait any longer! Give me that big black cock.” I begged for it like the horny, white married slut I was in his eyes, knowing it was what he wanted to hear.
“Your wish is my command,” he said with a laugh.
With that said, he began to sink his cock into me, again in an agonizingly slow single push. He wanted to make sure I felt every inch of it. Lying on my back, I could see the swell of my abdomen showing how deep his cock had penetrated me. The swell actually reached up to my belly button. I had never seen my belly swell like that before. It looked like something out of a horror movie, a living creature invading my body. But it felt so good, I raised my hips off the bed to take his last few inches, and felt his balls rest against my ass.
“You did it again! You took all my cock! Very few women have,” Thomas chuckled.
It might have been a joke to him, but knowing that I had once again taken all 14 inches of his cock made me feel proud of my latest accomplishment. If I could only get that all down my throat, it would be worth a gold star!
Now balls deep inside me, he remained motionless for a while, soaking his cock in my juices, then he began moving his hips from side to side, further stretching and widening my cunt. After a minute or so of slow stroking, he began fucking me harder and harder until he was nailing me against the mattress. He soon had me crying out and clawing his back as my orgasm rushed through me. He didn’t slow down, just kept fucking hard, bouncing my ass against the mattress. My cunt never felt so full! It was wondrous, and I didn’t want it to be over anytime soon.
The fucking continued, with Thomas driving deep into me over and over. I was feeling sensations I had never felt before, intense sensations, yet beyond pleasurable. We were both covered in sweat. My cunt was so wet, it was making squishy sounds with every stroke. He continued slamming into me. More orgasms came and went, one right after another, so many that I lost count.
I heard myself moaning, almost to the point of screaming, constantly, telling him to fuck me, over and over. As the night went on, we fucked in so many different positions, I felt like his personal rag doll. After starting with him on top, then shifting to my side with one leg high in the air, while he jackhammered my cunt. Then doggie style, cowgirl, back to doggie style, and missionary again.
I couldn’t believe the number of times he made me orgasm, and he was still holding back his cum. When it was my turn to ride Thomas again, he rolled onto his back. Then, climbing on top, I reached between my legs, grabbed his cock, and steered it in me. My pussy was so loose by now that I took it in without any effort, sinking down until my pussy had swallowed up the base of his cock.
Leaning forward with my tits swinging above his face and to increase the slick friction of his shaft against my clit, I rode his 14-inch cock hard and fast. With him fully inside me, and riding him like a crazy maniac, I orgasmed again in nothing flat. As my orgasm ebbed, I collapsed on him, my breasts flattened against his chest, his cock still deep in my cunt, only now slowly sliding in and out by his hips moving beneath me, giving me a chance to recover.
My mouth and throat were parched. Climbing off his cock, I got out of bed, as I desperately needed some water. All of this sexual activity and heavy breathing had left me dehydrated. Thomas got out of bed as well, and we each downed a bottle of water.
Minutes later and fully rehydrated, knowing Thomas wasn’t finished with me, I took his cock in hand and led him to the bed. Once there, Thomas resumed control, bending me over at the waist, my feet still on the floor, and my ass high in the air. As he stood behind me, brushing his cock up and down the widened gash of my wet pussy, there was no doubt about what he wanted. I braced my elbows on the bed and waited for him to enter me from behind.
Placing his hand in the center of my back, coaxing me to bend even further, arching my back downward until my face and breasts were resting on the mattress. He entered me again, his hands on my hips, pulled me back toward him as he pushed all 14 inches of cock inside me. Our fucking had officially resumed.
We remained in this position, his groin repeatedly smacking my ass, his swinging balls slapping my clit, for several minutes, long enough for both of us to break into a renewed sweat. After climbing back onto the bed, he kept me on my elbows and knees to fuck me doggie style, grabbing my hair, pulling me back onto his cock, finally forcing me to lie flat on my belly as he lay on top of me, flexing his ass to force his cock in and out of my cunt.
With each new position, he took more pictures of me. Since my face appeared in almost every photo, there would be no denying that I had been fucked by him. I can hardly recall all the ways we fucked, but remember enjoying them all. I lost count of how many orgasms I had, as they continued to occur one after another. Some were little tremors, others were large quakes that had me screaming loud enough for the rooms next to mine, or anyone walking past my door to hear.
Finally rolling me onto my back, the intensity of his fucking increased. I knew for sure he was finally ready to release his long-awaited load.
“Go for it! Cum in my cunt! Fill me with your hot load,” I cried up at him, opening my legs wider.
With that said, He pushed in so deeply that I could feel the head of his cock pressing firmly against my cervix. Keeping his cock fully implanted, he inseminated me with his sperm. Spurt after spurt flooded my cunt, each blast forcefully spraying my now very sensitive cervix. I swear I could feel some of his seed being injected directly into my womb. This new sensation caused an uncontrollable rush of pleasure as I experienced my first cervical orgasm.
The experience was utterly amazing! The sensation came from deep within my vagina, quite unlike a normal clitoral-based orgasm. In response, I opened my legs wider so that my feet were pointing to opposite walls in the room, savoring this newfound pleasure. As our mutual orgasm ebbed, I reached between us and massaged his balls, milking them for every last drop.
His balls now drained, Thomas collapsed on top of me, obviously spent, at least for the moment. I have to admit that I was spent as well, but somehow found the energy to lock my legs around his waist, encouraging him to luxuriate as long as he wanted in my warm, sperm-filled cunt.
Finally, Thomas started to stir. He kissed me and slowly withdrew his huge cock. As the head of his cock emerged from my introitus, air rushed into my gaping hole to fill the void.
I wasn’t surprised when Thomas used his phone to take pictures of the cum that drained from my cunt and ran down my ass. I even helped by using my fingers to hold my folds open to the camera. I had become his personal porn star and found myself smiling for the pictures as I used my vaginal muscles to force out more of his load, providing yet additional graphic photo opportunities.
After taking a good number of photos of his conquest, Thomas opened the bottle of champagne. He poured us both a glass of bubbly.
“To us, and the night is still young,” Thomas toasted. I clinked glasses with him. And I was certain he had more sex planned for me.
I tried to resist, telling him that I really needed some much-needed sleep. I had already arranged for an early wakeup call, so I could prepare for the next day’s meetings. It was to no avail.
“See, I recover quickly. My cock is very hard and ready for you. Let’s fuck one more time, then you can get your sleep. And since there is no one waiting for me, I will stay here with you until morning.”
I knew it would be futile to argue with him.
True to his word, Thomas fucked me again, twice actually, each time pumping more cum into my cunt. I could not believe this man’s regenerative power. After giving me his final load, he rolled over and spooned me. Exhausted as I was, I fell asleep in spite of his presence.
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Aroused by my morning wakeup call, I realized that Thomas was still in bed with me. I felt his morning erection snuggled against my ass, his arm still around me. As he woke, his hand at first massaged my breasts, then moved inexorably downward, and finally stopped when he reached my strip of pubic hair. I began to squirm as he moved his hand up and down my pussy.
Sensing my pleasure and wetness increasing, Thomas switched his technique, spreading my pussy lips, while his middle finger concentrated on applying pressure to my clit in a circular motion. He used his fingers to lightly tap my pussy, gradually increasing the speed and intensity of his taps. In no time flat, he had me shaking and bucking through my first orgasm of the morning. It was so intense!
It was up to me now to satisfy Thomas. Kissing him briefly, I moved my hand down his muscular torso until reaching his rock-hard member. After stroking him for a while, I repositioned myself and wrapped my lips around the head of his cock.
After sucking and bobbing my head up and down his tasty cock for a while, Thomas rolled me onto my back. I thought this meant that he intended to fuck me again, but he had other plans for me when he got up and moved me to where my head hung off the edge of the bed. He knelt at my head and placed his cock back into my mouth.
“Since your pussy was able to take all of me, let’s see how much of this cock you can swallow,” he said.
The idea of having me hang my head back from the edge of the mattress is that it straightened my throat. I took it as a personal challenge! Fighting off my gag reflex and trying to breathe only through my nose, I closed my eyes as he slowly pushed his cock through my mouth and into my throat. Even though my eyes began to tear, I did manage to let him push half of his length through my lips.
Thomas drew back, then pushed again, watching my neck swell like one snake swallowing another, and managed more cock down my throat. Just when I thought I couldn’t possibly take any more, I felt his balls brush my forehead. In a final effort to throat him entirely, I reached out with my lips to briefly touch the base of his cock before pushing him away, allowing myself to breathe normally again.
As his cock left my mouth, a long, thick string of throaty saliva bridged the distance between the head of his cock and my lips, before breaking and falling on my face. During the entire process of deep throating Thomas’s 14-inch cock, he was taking pictures of it, ensuring my deed had been duly recorded.
“Damn, woman, that was impressive! You have accomplished a feat that no other woman was capable of accomplishing,” Thomas acclaimed. “But now what I want is to get this cock buried balls deep in that hot pussy of yours.”
He came around and climbed between my legs, with my head still hanging off the bed, slid his cock into my cunt, and began to fuck me.
As we fucked, Thomas stopped briefly, pulled his cock from my pussy, and laid his cock flat on my abdomen, which extended to my navel, demonstrating just how deep his cock had penetrated me. Of course, pictures were taken. He surely was proud of his cock.
After the brief interlude, Thomas resumed fucking me, hard and fast, jackhammering my cunt as he held my legs high. His intensity was short-lived. When he was ready to cum, he pulled from my pussy and shot his load all over my face, neck, and tits. His balls must have recharged overnight, as his cum shot out in long, pearly streams. The first couple of streams landed on my face, the rest covered my neck, breasts, and tummy.
“Oh my god! Are you for real?” I laughed astonishingly as I lifted my head from the edge of the bed.
It made me feel sexy and dirty when Thomas shot his load on my face and tits. I love the way it felt landing on me, and through my laughter, I began to rub it all over my tits like a smooth body lotion, which Thomas enjoyed watching and taking pictures of. I scooped it from my cheeks and licked it off my fingers. Then I sat up and took his cock into my mouth and sucked his balls dry. His cum tasted delicious!
“Now this is the grand finale, at least for now!” Thomas said as he finished taking pictures of me and the way I cleaned up his mess.
All told, his phone contained a photo album of our encounter, consisting of over fifty pictures. After briefly thumbing through them, he said, “Wow, these are so fucking hot! I can’t wait to show these to my friends.”
I begged Thomas not to give a copy to anyone else. He agreed not to, but I didn’t know how well I could trust him on his word.
“Would you like a copy?” Thomas asked.
“Yes, please,” I answered quietly.
"No problem, maybe you could use them to excite your husband, look at them together when you are having sex, but I hope you use them while you masturbate, thinking about me, my cock, and how good it felt in your mouth and pussy!”
On both of these counts, I knew he was spot on.
After kissing me and complimenting my sexual prowess, he got up from the bed, dressed, and left my room. Only then could I shower and dress for the Friday meeting. It would be a long day!
To Be Continued.
