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A New Taste Part 19 (Room Service) free porn video
A text message vibrated in my pocket. It had been a dry week, busy with work and no time for oral pleasures so I hoped it might be an invitation to kneel and satisfy. It was.
'I will be leaving the country for about six weeks and require you before departure. I do not have access to the empty office anymore but will be staying overnight in a fine hotel before my flight. It would be helpful if you could spare an hour or two on Tuesday evening.'
Phillippe was particular in his communication and in the flesh. He had manners and discretion. I enjoyed the code and responded positively.
'Please bring a tailors measuring tape and the rings you used previously. 8pm until approx 9.30.'
He included the hotel address and I was intrigued by the expense of such a famous hotel and the relative danger of meeting so publicly. The measuring tape could only have one use surely?
I showered at work that day as I couldn't make it home and back in time. I sat in the lobby of the hotel trying to look at home until after a few minutes Phillippe sat beside me and quietly said...
“Good evening Ben. If you climb that staircase over there and go to the second floor I will let you in to room 48 at the end of the corridor. Ten minutes should be adequate for me to completely undress and welcome you.”
He departed and I waited. I watched the pampered passers by. The suitcases and the haircuts. The jewellery and the deference. All the while I thought of that beautiful penis I would be sucking in a few minutes. Everyone milling around, going about their business could not know that in moments I would be on my knees with a huge cock in my eager mouth and gratefully filling my stomach with a mans hot cum. I checked the time and stood up. I felt a wetness on my thigh. Precum was the undeniable telltale sign of my cock sucking lust. I climbed the stairs with all the nervous excitement of first date.
I tapped quietly on the door. A muffled shuffling on the other side told me he was checking the spyhole. The door opened and I entered, he closed in behind me and I saw he was completely naked.
His stunning pendulum cock swung as he moved across the room. It still made me take a breath and stare.
“I have to go away for a while Ben so I hope you make the most of this opportunity. Did you bring the rings?” He asked.
“Yes, and the tape measure! Do you want me to measure you?”
“Yes... Yes, when you have me at my fullest. When I am as hard as you can manage I would like it measured.” He spoke so calmly. Never boastful, always in control. It is an attractive quality in anyone. Doubly so when one is about to service his magnificent penis.
“May I ask where you are going?”
“Hamburg. I have business there. I will message you on my return. Probably about 6 weeks from now.”
“Will your wife be travelling with you?”
“She will visit me at some point. No more personal questions Ben if you don't mind. Get on your knees and place the rings on me as you did before.”
I removed my jacket and took some items from my bag. Kneeling before him I first had to gently lift the shaft and place a few kisses on its length. A thing so beautiful must be kissed and caressed before the filthy face fucking begins.
I takes some amusing pushing and pulling to get rings into position on a man with such a long cock and low slung balls. He chuckled as I manhandled his manhood. Eventually it was done and I lent back to look at his splendid cock. He turned so I could see a profile. God I was in love with his dick.
I picked up a camera. “Would you mind filming me sucking you? I timidly asked.
“I might film some of it. I will decide. Now I want you to go and kneel in front of that mirror over there and suck my cock.”
I hurriedly positioned myself before this gilt framed opulent mirror, he stood hands on hips. “Suck it hard. Be vigourous.”
His head enter my mouth. My lips rolled his foreskin back and I tasted him. It was heavenly. I bobbed with wet suction on the first few inches before nodding like a machine over about 6 inches of thickening shaft. I cupped and gently caressed those two pool balls in a sock that harboured so much living sperm, waiting for me to savour.
He grew and grew. I looked up at him to see his head raised and eyes closed. His open mouth agape in a reverie of sensory pleasures. I was a delight to please him. I pushed deeper and once I was engulfing as much as 9 inches he intervened with some dominance. His hands slipped behind my head as I briefly caught him looking at the pair of us in the mirror. What a thrill. But I couldn't keep my eyes open as he pulled me to the base of his penis. I felt rubber against my lips and cock in my throat. I managed to enter the throating zone and he fucked my mouth for a short while. As I fell away I gasped for air and saw my red face in the mirror. He masturbated proudly and we both watched him wank himself in the mirror.
“Measure it.” He ordered.
I picked up the fabric tape and placed the metal tip under the tight ring at the very base of his cock on the side of the shaft. I worked it along aware of it sticking to the flesh because of all my drool covering it. As the tip a clear and large bead of precum glistened so I licked it up. I could have happily swallowed a pint of that sweet liquid.
The measure read 10.5 inches. I was proud to be able to take every inch. I noticed he was filming me now and with a deep erotic thrill I took the monster back into my mouth and, hands on his buttocks, throated every inch for the camera.
Soon he instructed me to move to the large bed and get in position. I understood and got on my back, head hanging over the edge.
I took a throat fucking. He used me but it was beautiful. His dick was getting darker due to the constriction of the rings, it was an angry cock full of blood. He beat my face with it and I dutifully thanked him each time. There is almost nothing more pleasing than to have a hung man slap his cock across your face.
We moved about the expensive room finding new positions for me to fellate him and I was sweating from the physical effort I was putting in. He was flexing himself and edging that cock as long as he could stand it. To calm him I performed a slow two handed wank on it. I wanted to tell him that he was welcome to fuck me but thought I must not break the spell of ecstasy that enveloped him.
Finally he spoke. “Stroke it just like that but suck the head. I want to see all the cum in your mouth before you swallow. It will be gallons Ben!”
As always I did as I was told. I may not have been gallons but my god he unloaded such a large cumload I struggled to carry on sucking. I'm ashamed to say some thick white nectar spilt out as he contained a roar of manly orgasm above me.
He snatched his cock away and looked down at my mouth. I showed him the contents.
“Gosh I do cum a lot don't I?”
I moved my tongue through the spunk to show my appreciation..
“You may swallow it Ben.”
I gulped it down and took the last from my chin.
“Clean me up and get these rings off.”
His massive flaccid penis was already hooding over the glans so I probed under and cleaned out any remaining seed. I carefully removed the rings and once more kissed his perfect cock.
“That was exactly what I wanted. Thank you Ben.”
“No thank you, it is an honour to suck you.” I fawned. A little patch of precum stained my jeans.
As he walked naked to the bathroom he said “Your payment is on the table by the door. I will let you know when I'm back from Germany. Bye for now.”
I heard the shower start as I packed my things. I was delighted that I could watch myself sucking him later. I licked the inside of the cock rings before popping them in my bags, I was still extremely aroused and wanted to taste his sweat. I adjusted myself in the mirror, picked up the folded notes and left the room. As I walked through the lobby it did occur to me that I was just another of thousands of payed cocksuckers who have gobbled down mens semen in this prestigious hotel before. I was smiling as I walked, delighted that I had this erotic and truly satisfying secret life.
'I will be leaving the country for about six weeks and require you before departure. I do not have access to the empty office anymore but will be staying overnight in a fine hotel before my flight. It would be helpful if you could spare an hour or two on Tuesday evening.'
Phillippe was particular in his communication and in the flesh. He had manners and discretion. I enjoyed the code and responded positively.
'Please bring a tailors measuring tape and the rings you used previously. 8pm until approx 9.30.'
He included the hotel address and I was intrigued by the expense of such a famous hotel and the relative danger of meeting so publicly. The measuring tape could only have one use surely?
I showered at work that day as I couldn't make it home and back in time. I sat in the lobby of the hotel trying to look at home until after a few minutes Phillippe sat beside me and quietly said...
“Good evening Ben. If you climb that staircase over there and go to the second floor I will let you in to room 48 at the end of the corridor. Ten minutes should be adequate for me to completely undress and welcome you.”
He departed and I waited. I watched the pampered passers by. The suitcases and the haircuts. The jewellery and the deference. All the while I thought of that beautiful penis I would be sucking in a few minutes. Everyone milling around, going about their business could not know that in moments I would be on my knees with a huge cock in my eager mouth and gratefully filling my stomach with a mans hot cum. I checked the time and stood up. I felt a wetness on my thigh. Precum was the undeniable telltale sign of my cock sucking lust. I climbed the stairs with all the nervous excitement of first date.
I tapped quietly on the door. A muffled shuffling on the other side told me he was checking the spyhole. The door opened and I entered, he closed in behind me and I saw he was completely naked.
His stunning pendulum cock swung as he moved across the room. It still made me take a breath and stare.
“I have to go away for a while Ben so I hope you make the most of this opportunity. Did you bring the rings?” He asked.
“Yes, and the tape measure! Do you want me to measure you?”
“Yes... Yes, when you have me at my fullest. When I am as hard as you can manage I would like it measured.” He spoke so calmly. Never boastful, always in control. It is an attractive quality in anyone. Doubly so when one is about to service his magnificent penis.
“May I ask where you are going?”
“Hamburg. I have business there. I will message you on my return. Probably about 6 weeks from now.”
“Will your wife be travelling with you?”
“She will visit me at some point. No more personal questions Ben if you don't mind. Get on your knees and place the rings on me as you did before.”
I removed my jacket and took some items from my bag. Kneeling before him I first had to gently lift the shaft and place a few kisses on its length. A thing so beautiful must be kissed and caressed before the filthy face fucking begins.
I takes some amusing pushing and pulling to get rings into position on a man with such a long cock and low slung balls. He chuckled as I manhandled his manhood. Eventually it was done and I lent back to look at his splendid cock. He turned so I could see a profile. God I was in love with his dick.
I picked up a camera. “Would you mind filming me sucking you? I timidly asked.
“I might film some of it. I will decide. Now I want you to go and kneel in front of that mirror over there and suck my cock.”
I hurriedly positioned myself before this gilt framed opulent mirror, he stood hands on hips. “Suck it hard. Be vigourous.”
His head enter my mouth. My lips rolled his foreskin back and I tasted him. It was heavenly. I bobbed with wet suction on the first few inches before nodding like a machine over about 6 inches of thickening shaft. I cupped and gently caressed those two pool balls in a sock that harboured so much living sperm, waiting for me to savour.
He grew and grew. I looked up at him to see his head raised and eyes closed. His open mouth agape in a reverie of sensory pleasures. I was a delight to please him. I pushed deeper and once I was engulfing as much as 9 inches he intervened with some dominance. His hands slipped behind my head as I briefly caught him looking at the pair of us in the mirror. What a thrill. But I couldn't keep my eyes open as he pulled me to the base of his penis. I felt rubber against my lips and cock in my throat. I managed to enter the throating zone and he fucked my mouth for a short while. As I fell away I gasped for air and saw my red face in the mirror. He masturbated proudly and we both watched him wank himself in the mirror.
“Measure it.” He ordered.
I picked up the fabric tape and placed the metal tip under the tight ring at the very base of his cock on the side of the shaft. I worked it along aware of it sticking to the flesh because of all my drool covering it. As the tip a clear and large bead of precum glistened so I licked it up. I could have happily swallowed a pint of that sweet liquid.
The measure read 10.5 inches. I was proud to be able to take every inch. I noticed he was filming me now and with a deep erotic thrill I took the monster back into my mouth and, hands on his buttocks, throated every inch for the camera.
Soon he instructed me to move to the large bed and get in position. I understood and got on my back, head hanging over the edge.
I took a throat fucking. He used me but it was beautiful. His dick was getting darker due to the constriction of the rings, it was an angry cock full of blood. He beat my face with it and I dutifully thanked him each time. There is almost nothing more pleasing than to have a hung man slap his cock across your face.
We moved about the expensive room finding new positions for me to fellate him and I was sweating from the physical effort I was putting in. He was flexing himself and edging that cock as long as he could stand it. To calm him I performed a slow two handed wank on it. I wanted to tell him that he was welcome to fuck me but thought I must not break the spell of ecstasy that enveloped him.
Finally he spoke. “Stroke it just like that but suck the head. I want to see all the cum in your mouth before you swallow. It will be gallons Ben!”
As always I did as I was told. I may not have been gallons but my god he unloaded such a large cumload I struggled to carry on sucking. I'm ashamed to say some thick white nectar spilt out as he contained a roar of manly orgasm above me.
He snatched his cock away and looked down at my mouth. I showed him the contents.
“Gosh I do cum a lot don't I?”
I moved my tongue through the spunk to show my appreciation..
“You may swallow it Ben.”
I gulped it down and took the last from my chin.
“Clean me up and get these rings off.”
His massive flaccid penis was already hooding over the glans so I probed under and cleaned out any remaining seed. I carefully removed the rings and once more kissed his perfect cock.
“That was exactly what I wanted. Thank you Ben.”
“No thank you, it is an honour to suck you.” I fawned. A little patch of precum stained my jeans.
As he walked naked to the bathroom he said “Your payment is on the table by the door. I will let you know when I'm back from Germany. Bye for now.”
I heard the shower start as I packed my things. I was delighted that I could watch myself sucking him later. I licked the inside of the cock rings before popping them in my bags, I was still extremely aroused and wanted to taste his sweat. I adjusted myself in the mirror, picked up the folded notes and left the room. As I walked through the lobby it did occur to me that I was just another of thousands of payed cocksuckers who have gobbled down mens semen in this prestigious hotel before. I was smiling as I walked, delighted that I had this erotic and truly satisfying secret life.
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