Hey, all! Glad everyone enjoyed my post about my fiancee‘s last encounter with “Sam,” the businessman she met and served as an oral slut for a few nights. Some of you asked via DM if this has been an ongoing thing, and it has, albeit in pieces, as he’s in town for a day or two here and there for work. However, the short answer is yes – and here’s what happened last time he was here. (Backstory: see my previous posts – happily engaged couple, stag and vixen.)
On his last visit, Sam used my girl’s mouth several times while he was here – she loves his thick, veiny cock and said he was very dominant while being very soft-spoken and direct – a man who is wholly in charge, in everything. Said he came like a firehose as well, which she loved, but he told her during their first encounter that he ‘didn’t want to make love,’ opting for all oral. (Which was fine with her, but of course, she wanted to fuck him.)
During their final get-together last time (a few weeks ago now), he said that he would be back in town a couple of times around the holidays and asked if she would be available. She said yes, she would MAKE herself available, and she said he nodded, apparently not even really getting the humor – apparently, he’s all business from top to bottom. He said he’d text, then nothing for quite a while.
So a few days ago, he finally came back to town – she gets a text from him that says “hello, it’s Sam. Renaissance, 11pm. Room # when you get here.” She says yes, she’ll be there, and asks if she can bring her husband (we’d talked about my watching them, mainly because I want to see her suck his cock). He replied, “no. When I’m with a woman, she belongs to me.” This turned us both on, so when she got home from work, we had hot sex, cooled down, and then she showered and we got her ready to meet him. Sexy panties and bra, sexy makeup, and she was off for her night of fun. I got the story when she came home about four hours later.
She got to the hotel, texted, and went to his room, which was a nice suite. She came in and found him in a pair of silk boxers, right out of the shower. He said, “Very lovely. You dressed like a whore should.” She said she was instantly wet, and he led her in—this time to the bedroom, where she stripped to her sexy lingerie on his order. This time, he roughly took her in his arms, felt her all over, touching and teasing, but not kissing. He stood behind her, his cock stiffening against her ass, hand on her throat, reaching around and palming her pussy through her sexy lace panties. She leaned back, and apparently he thought she was going to kiss him, as he said, “I don’t kiss whores. Kissing is for romance,” then smacked her ass, fingers pressing against her lace and feeling how wet she was. He got on the bed, slipping off his boxers and said, “your mouth,” pointing at his dick. She said she was out of her mind already, devouring his cock, slurping and sucking and gagging, bobbing her head as he held her by the hair.
”You love to drink my cum, don’t you?” He said at one point, and she moaned “mmhmmm“ loudly. “Yes,“ he said, “you love to be a man’s cumslut like this…” She’d mentioned before that he had pretty amazing stamina, so after a bit of sucking, he eased her off his cock and sort of pulled her into position on all fours in the middle of the bed as he got behind her. He told her to spread her legs, sort of manhandling her thighs apart more than they were. She said she was so wet that she was literally dripping onto the sheets, and he noticed this right away, her pussy lips flared out and parted.
“Look at you,” he said, and she could tell he was turned on and pleased by his voice, she said it changed a little from that total business approach. ”Look at how that pussy welcomes me…what do you want, whore?” She replied, “please, please fuck me,” and he got up behind her, teased her lips with the head of his cock, rubbing it up and down for quite a while, talking dirty like that. Then, finally, he sank the entire thing inside her – she said she saw spots for a second and gasped out loud at the sensation as he was quite big and thick. He began pumping her deeply, gripping her hips tightly, amping up the dirty talk.
”Yesssss, take it, you wanton slut, married whore,“ he said, pumping away. She said she was babbling and gasping, begging him for more, deeper, harder. “You see what I mean when I say I make a woman belong to me? Who does this pussy belong to now, you slutty bitch?” ”Oh, my god, you, it’s yours, it’s yours whenever you want it,” she was gasping. She said he started going harder, and then said, ”yessss, take this seed…gonna fill your fucking womb…” He exploded inside her, so much she said it immediately started dripping and squishing out, and she came so hard she said it brought tears to her eyes. After they were done, he slipped out of her, she rolled over in a heap on the bed, and she said he came up next to her, had her suck him clean and then continue sucking him for a quite a while, just sort of relaxing afterward, her nursing and sucking his dick. She got the feeling he thought he wouldn’t cum again, but she really went for it, and said after a bit, he situated himself up against the pillows, moving her down between his legs, and she sucked him for a long time until he finally tensed up and came again – she eagerly swallowed every drop. “Such a hungry fucking whore,” he said as he unloaded, and then he sent her home. They’re going to get together again around NYE – hoping I can watch this time…;)
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