Playtime Stories Ch 13 Unbelievable Motel Reward
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Playtime Stories Ch 13 - Unbelievable Motel Reward free porn video
Ok, so this one is hot, but is mostly fantasy...I have 'earned' a few nights kinda like this though...
13.
I also fuck the hotel managers of another city. To be able to come and go all dressed up without anyone noticing is usually very important. Sometimes my company will have me stay at a premium ‘nice’ hotel. So I’ll get a slightly less nice motel on the side so I can do what I want without having it get back to my boss. A little caution and a few extra expenses go a long way.
One of the cities I go to on a quarterly basis can be a lot of fun. I’ve had some fairly hot times. Ironically, it all started off back home.
I was twenty minutes from home and blowing the manager of my local favorite slut motel. This was about the tenth time after we’d brokered our agreement and I was taking advantage of our deal to get a free afternoon of fun and games. When I finished him off and spit him out he brought up some connections he has with other motel managers. We started to talk as I reapplied makeup and he mentioned several cities I went to on a regular basis. I asked him about one in particular where I had yet to find a really appropriate place to whore out. It turned out that he was actually very close to the owner/manager and called as we spoke and in no time I was set for next week’s trip.
I normally didn’t really like going to the conferences in that town, but on the first day all I could think of was the adventures I might have that night. Fortunately, the meetings ended around 2pm and I was not required to “hang out” afterwards. I jumped into my rental and sped off to my hotel. I considered just getting a hot call-girl to come by and fuck for a while, but I wanted more. After a day of endless meetings, some cleaning up, a little pre-dressing, and a quick phone call to the number of the other motel manager I drove out of the downtown business district and across town. I had never been to this area and was turned on when I saw several adult bookstores, a nice shady park, and what looked like a couple of “alternative” clubs in the area. I pulled in a little after 4pm and went to the front desk where I found the manager was waiting patiently for me.
His name was bro. He was in his early forties and had remained fairly good looking and fit. I found out later that bro had worked construction for several years until his parents gave him the family business. He was a little standoffish when I came in. At first he looked me up and down and asked me a little background about Vick, our mutual acquaintance from home, to make sure I was the right person.
Although I’d given him plenty of information he became very blunt and wanted to get concrete proof that I was the “Gurl” his friend mentioned. “So, let me see your bra.”
I looked up at him and then at the security camera behind him and said that this wasn’t really the best place. I explained that I really hated exposing my lingerie before I was made-up and while still wearing my boy clothes.
He was accommodating and asked me to follow him. I went behind the counter and followed him into the luggage room. He closed the door and leaned against it and held his hand up and said, “Well? Lets see.”
I was wearing a button down collared shirt with a tight t-shirt underneath. Under that I wore my cincher and stockings, my panties and my bra. I took off my shirts and he could see that there was more to the package so he asked me to drop my pants. I was uncomfortable but a little turned on by his demands. I complied, letting my pants slide down my stockings to my ankles. He stepped close and caressed his hands on the smooth Lycra and the soft leather. He reached around back and traced my panties between my cheeks and found my little surprise. My anal plug was inserted and warmed to body temperature. He was about a foot taller than me and he was able to reach all over me with little effort.
I began to loose my inhibition and want his cock. I reached around to his ass and squeezed him through his pleated cotton trousers. He also had a nice ass. He just worked his hands over me and slowly brought his body closer to mine. I felt him touch his stiffness against the top of my cincher. I thought I knew what he wanted, the equivalent of a down payment on the room, a blow job. I reached around and worked my hand up between us and found his large cock and heavy balls.
He breathed hard as I grabbed him. I masturbated him and found his fly. His hands shifted behind me to grab my panties and pull up on them in order to push the thick black buttplug deeper into me. I opened his pants and freed his cock. It was thick and meaty, but not long. It was just over six inches long with a healthy foreskin and it was almost two inches thick.
“You want a sample?” I said in a lusty, femme-male voice.
He nodded and let go of my panty straps.
I knelt in front of him and looked up. Then I took him into my mouth. I started sucking his cock and massaging his balls. He moaned and breathed quickly. I let go of his balls and stroked his shaft. Within only a few minutes he was slowing me and I knew he was about to cum.
I don’t really mind sucking cock dressed as a boy, I do it often, but it is just not as fun, so I rarely get really wild. On this occasion, however, I knew I was selling my worth to get my room. So, I put a little extra into it. I slowed and moaned. I paused and said in a semi femme voice, “Mmmmmm, this is what I needed, mmmmm yeah!” Then I worked him smoothly and slowly with my tongue and lips. He leaned his head back and drew in a breath and held it. I felt his cock jump and then I felt his cum spurt into my mouth. I was touching myself now and caressing through my satin panties. He tasted good, but there wasn’t really much. After a few throbs he exhaled and moaned and then looked down to see my lip-lock on him. He moaned as I finished him off properly with an after blow.
He said, “Let me see it.”
I figured he meant the load of cum in my mouth, so I let him out and reeled back onto my heels. I looked up with an open mouth showing the wet deposit. He laughed a chuckle and said “Do you swallow?”
I wasn’t really feeling like a total slut yet, but I knew what he wanted. I left my mouth open and leaned my mouth further back and felt his essence slide down my throat. He smiled back and squeezed himself as he watched. I then licked my lips and swallowed again. I made and “Ah!” sound and looked at him with a smile.
Ten minutes later I was in a room with two nice twin queen sized beds and the porn channel was on, free of charge. I was very excited to get dressed and out on the town, but it was only 4:30 PM. I laid out my things and started getting dressed anyway. I wanted to masturbate. I was already wearing nearly half of my outfit. I smoothed my stockings and straightened my panties. I put in my silicon falsies and grabbed them a few times. I applied my makeup with care, highlighting my cheeks with dark rouge, darkening my brows a little. For my eye shadow I used a lighter to darker to lighter scheme from my lids outward with a silver-white blue, then a gray metal, then a warm peach. I made sure my eyeliner was striking and thick to complement my naturally long lashes that were thick with black mascara. I completed the makeup with a dark magenta color brushed onto my lips. I was so hard as I prepared. I finally put on my auburn shoulder length $200 wig with lusty lazy curls going past my shoulders. I removed the butt plug and cleaned myself for a night of action. I looked hot and felt like such a whore.
I placed a CL add and played on the local Adult Connecter for a couple of hours and made a bunch of guys cum over the phone stroking myself as I played. I didn’t really meet anyone who was both able and serious about coming over to fuck me in my room. I came once while I role-played with a guy as “his wife’s lesbian r****t and golden shower giver.” I also listened to a hot guy’s homoerotic experiences. I got him to give me his number, but he had other plans. I decided I’d have to go out to get satisfaction. Unfortunately it was a Tuesday. I waited until after 8 o’clock and went out only to find a miniscule of action. The places were ok, but nobody was as horny as I was that Tuesday. All I had done was sucked a couple of cocks and walked through the park to see a few boy-toys teasing and closet bi’s playing together. I saw a couple of guys fucking, but not much real action. I was disappointed as I parked my car at the motel. I decided I should cut my losses and call the local adult chat lines again and masturbate. Who knows, I thought, I might get lucky…
I went into my room to see the message light blinking on my phone. I took off my coat and started to get comfortable. Then I picked up the phone and checked the messages. bro, the manager had left me four messages. The first one said that he’d seen me leave all dressed up and complemented how sexy I looked. The second one simply wished me luck. The next asked me to give him a call if I needed “anything, anything at all.” And the last was a request to answer a question he had. Well, I was a not really horny for small talk, but I was there for free, so I called the front desk and was surprised to hear a young woman’s voice. I asked her for the manager and she said she was the manager. I asked her for bro and she said he’d gone home at ten after his shift. She offered to help me and I thanked her politely and said I was just simply returning his call. I didn’t really want to talk to him anyway, I thought as the call was drawing to a close. Then at the last minute she said, “Oh you’re in room 29. I am supposed to call him if you call me and let him know. He asked me to. Do you know what it’s about? Should I? I mean, I don’t know what this is about, but it is late, so do you want me to call him and tell him you are waiting for him to call back?”
I didn’t but I knew if he put that much effort into getting a hold of me I had better at least give him one more chance or he might not let me take advantage of our new bargain. “Sure, that would be great!” I said in a cheery voice.
Five minutes passed and I slowly masturbated while watching a white girl suck a black cock on the porn channel. The phone rang.
bro was on the phone. “Hi, I ah, saw you leave and it really turned me on watching you strut out to your car. You looked really hot.” I thanked him and asked what it was that he needed. He seemed to want to ask me about how my evening had gone but without really asking the specific question. Finally I just came out and said to him, “Well, bro, it has been great talking to you, but I have a few things to attend to. Is there anything else I could do for you?”
He bit. “Well, if it’s not too late, I ah, would like to stop in for a closer look at you.”
“Sure,” I had nothing else to do. At least maybe I could get his fat cock back in my mouth while I shot my load.
Fifteen minutes later he knocked at my door. I hopped off the bed and pushed my skirt down and re-zipped my leather vest. On the second set of knocks I opened the door to see bro’s towering figure. He asked to come in and complemented me again.
In my femme-slut voice “Well, thank you, you don’t look so bad yourself.”
“Wow! That’s a hot voice too.”
“Thanks!” I smiled.
This time I wanted to be the aggressor. I closed the door and stepped over to him and felt his cock though his pants. I gripped it and lowered myself to my knees. I opened his zipper and pulled out his cock and licked him up and down. I pulled myself from under my skirt and stroked my precum covered head. I twisted my head as I sucked him and worked his shaft. I was finally getting some thick cock in my slutty whorifice like I needed. I had wanted it so bad all day. I sucked him with long passionate strokes. My lips were locked around his girth. I pumped him with my mouth as I stroked my hardness.
He stopped me and moved to a chair and then told me “Walk over here like the little slut you are and suck this cock!” I strutted over with a wicked smile on my face. I stopped about four feet away and crawled over the rest of the way. I reached up and grabbed his cock and pulled it upward a few times. Then I looked him right in the eye and opened my whorifice over him. I descended onto his fat hard cock and closed my mouth around him. I felt him at the back of my mouth and went wild with lust. I finally, had a thick cock suffocating me. I wrapped my tongue around him and sucked. I went up and down on him. I was getting him to pop my throat each time. Even though it wasn’t a true deep-throat he was still getting a bit of pleasure from the small gags I was involuntarily having. I sucked him and fucked him with my dirty little mouth. He moaned and said I was giving him a great blowjob. I moaned back into him and vibrated his thick dick. I sucked his foreskin beyond the length of his cock and then used it like a sheath as I went back down on him and rubbed his shaft with it. I tasted his wet salty pre-cum and tongued his head with hard swirls. All the while I was getting closer and closer knowing what a slut I was for sucking him off for my room. What a whore. What a cheap cocksucking slut, I thought as I blew him. I was rubbing myself so good, even without lube. I felt so dirty as I got what I needed, I was a whore.
I felt he was getting close because of my really fantastic blowjob when there was a knock at the door. I looked up at him and he smiled down at me.
“I hope you’re up for more than just me,” he said motioning for me to open the door.
13.
I also fuck the hotel managers of another city. To be able to come and go all dressed up without anyone noticing is usually very important. Sometimes my company will have me stay at a premium ‘nice’ hotel. So I’ll get a slightly less nice motel on the side so I can do what I want without having it get back to my boss. A little caution and a few extra expenses go a long way.
One of the cities I go to on a quarterly basis can be a lot of fun. I’ve had some fairly hot times. Ironically, it all started off back home.
I was twenty minutes from home and blowing the manager of my local favorite slut motel. This was about the tenth time after we’d brokered our agreement and I was taking advantage of our deal to get a free afternoon of fun and games. When I finished him off and spit him out he brought up some connections he has with other motel managers. We started to talk as I reapplied makeup and he mentioned several cities I went to on a regular basis. I asked him about one in particular where I had yet to find a really appropriate place to whore out. It turned out that he was actually very close to the owner/manager and called as we spoke and in no time I was set for next week’s trip.
I normally didn’t really like going to the conferences in that town, but on the first day all I could think of was the adventures I might have that night. Fortunately, the meetings ended around 2pm and I was not required to “hang out” afterwards. I jumped into my rental and sped off to my hotel. I considered just getting a hot call-girl to come by and fuck for a while, but I wanted more. After a day of endless meetings, some cleaning up, a little pre-dressing, and a quick phone call to the number of the other motel manager I drove out of the downtown business district and across town. I had never been to this area and was turned on when I saw several adult bookstores, a nice shady park, and what looked like a couple of “alternative” clubs in the area. I pulled in a little after 4pm and went to the front desk where I found the manager was waiting patiently for me.
His name was bro. He was in his early forties and had remained fairly good looking and fit. I found out later that bro had worked construction for several years until his parents gave him the family business. He was a little standoffish when I came in. At first he looked me up and down and asked me a little background about Vick, our mutual acquaintance from home, to make sure I was the right person.
Although I’d given him plenty of information he became very blunt and wanted to get concrete proof that I was the “Gurl” his friend mentioned. “So, let me see your bra.”
I looked up at him and then at the security camera behind him and said that this wasn’t really the best place. I explained that I really hated exposing my lingerie before I was made-up and while still wearing my boy clothes.
He was accommodating and asked me to follow him. I went behind the counter and followed him into the luggage room. He closed the door and leaned against it and held his hand up and said, “Well? Lets see.”
I was wearing a button down collared shirt with a tight t-shirt underneath. Under that I wore my cincher and stockings, my panties and my bra. I took off my shirts and he could see that there was more to the package so he asked me to drop my pants. I was uncomfortable but a little turned on by his demands. I complied, letting my pants slide down my stockings to my ankles. He stepped close and caressed his hands on the smooth Lycra and the soft leather. He reached around back and traced my panties between my cheeks and found my little surprise. My anal plug was inserted and warmed to body temperature. He was about a foot taller than me and he was able to reach all over me with little effort.
I began to loose my inhibition and want his cock. I reached around to his ass and squeezed him through his pleated cotton trousers. He also had a nice ass. He just worked his hands over me and slowly brought his body closer to mine. I felt him touch his stiffness against the top of my cincher. I thought I knew what he wanted, the equivalent of a down payment on the room, a blow job. I reached around and worked my hand up between us and found his large cock and heavy balls.
He breathed hard as I grabbed him. I masturbated him and found his fly. His hands shifted behind me to grab my panties and pull up on them in order to push the thick black buttplug deeper into me. I opened his pants and freed his cock. It was thick and meaty, but not long. It was just over six inches long with a healthy foreskin and it was almost two inches thick.
“You want a sample?” I said in a lusty, femme-male voice.
He nodded and let go of my panty straps.
I knelt in front of him and looked up. Then I took him into my mouth. I started sucking his cock and massaging his balls. He moaned and breathed quickly. I let go of his balls and stroked his shaft. Within only a few minutes he was slowing me and I knew he was about to cum.
I don’t really mind sucking cock dressed as a boy, I do it often, but it is just not as fun, so I rarely get really wild. On this occasion, however, I knew I was selling my worth to get my room. So, I put a little extra into it. I slowed and moaned. I paused and said in a semi femme voice, “Mmmmmm, this is what I needed, mmmmm yeah!” Then I worked him smoothly and slowly with my tongue and lips. He leaned his head back and drew in a breath and held it. I felt his cock jump and then I felt his cum spurt into my mouth. I was touching myself now and caressing through my satin panties. He tasted good, but there wasn’t really much. After a few throbs he exhaled and moaned and then looked down to see my lip-lock on him. He moaned as I finished him off properly with an after blow.
He said, “Let me see it.”
I figured he meant the load of cum in my mouth, so I let him out and reeled back onto my heels. I looked up with an open mouth showing the wet deposit. He laughed a chuckle and said “Do you swallow?”
I wasn’t really feeling like a total slut yet, but I knew what he wanted. I left my mouth open and leaned my mouth further back and felt his essence slide down my throat. He smiled back and squeezed himself as he watched. I then licked my lips and swallowed again. I made and “Ah!” sound and looked at him with a smile.
Ten minutes later I was in a room with two nice twin queen sized beds and the porn channel was on, free of charge. I was very excited to get dressed and out on the town, but it was only 4:30 PM. I laid out my things and started getting dressed anyway. I wanted to masturbate. I was already wearing nearly half of my outfit. I smoothed my stockings and straightened my panties. I put in my silicon falsies and grabbed them a few times. I applied my makeup with care, highlighting my cheeks with dark rouge, darkening my brows a little. For my eye shadow I used a lighter to darker to lighter scheme from my lids outward with a silver-white blue, then a gray metal, then a warm peach. I made sure my eyeliner was striking and thick to complement my naturally long lashes that were thick with black mascara. I completed the makeup with a dark magenta color brushed onto my lips. I was so hard as I prepared. I finally put on my auburn shoulder length $200 wig with lusty lazy curls going past my shoulders. I removed the butt plug and cleaned myself for a night of action. I looked hot and felt like such a whore.
I placed a CL add and played on the local Adult Connecter for a couple of hours and made a bunch of guys cum over the phone stroking myself as I played. I didn’t really meet anyone who was both able and serious about coming over to fuck me in my room. I came once while I role-played with a guy as “his wife’s lesbian r****t and golden shower giver.” I also listened to a hot guy’s homoerotic experiences. I got him to give me his number, but he had other plans. I decided I’d have to go out to get satisfaction. Unfortunately it was a Tuesday. I waited until after 8 o’clock and went out only to find a miniscule of action. The places were ok, but nobody was as horny as I was that Tuesday. All I had done was sucked a couple of cocks and walked through the park to see a few boy-toys teasing and closet bi’s playing together. I saw a couple of guys fucking, but not much real action. I was disappointed as I parked my car at the motel. I decided I should cut my losses and call the local adult chat lines again and masturbate. Who knows, I thought, I might get lucky…
I went into my room to see the message light blinking on my phone. I took off my coat and started to get comfortable. Then I picked up the phone and checked the messages. bro, the manager had left me four messages. The first one said that he’d seen me leave all dressed up and complemented how sexy I looked. The second one simply wished me luck. The next asked me to give him a call if I needed “anything, anything at all.” And the last was a request to answer a question he had. Well, I was a not really horny for small talk, but I was there for free, so I called the front desk and was surprised to hear a young woman’s voice. I asked her for the manager and she said she was the manager. I asked her for bro and she said he’d gone home at ten after his shift. She offered to help me and I thanked her politely and said I was just simply returning his call. I didn’t really want to talk to him anyway, I thought as the call was drawing to a close. Then at the last minute she said, “Oh you’re in room 29. I am supposed to call him if you call me and let him know. He asked me to. Do you know what it’s about? Should I? I mean, I don’t know what this is about, but it is late, so do you want me to call him and tell him you are waiting for him to call back?”
I didn’t but I knew if he put that much effort into getting a hold of me I had better at least give him one more chance or he might not let me take advantage of our new bargain. “Sure, that would be great!” I said in a cheery voice.
Five minutes passed and I slowly masturbated while watching a white girl suck a black cock on the porn channel. The phone rang.
bro was on the phone. “Hi, I ah, saw you leave and it really turned me on watching you strut out to your car. You looked really hot.” I thanked him and asked what it was that he needed. He seemed to want to ask me about how my evening had gone but without really asking the specific question. Finally I just came out and said to him, “Well, bro, it has been great talking to you, but I have a few things to attend to. Is there anything else I could do for you?”
He bit. “Well, if it’s not too late, I ah, would like to stop in for a closer look at you.”
“Sure,” I had nothing else to do. At least maybe I could get his fat cock back in my mouth while I shot my load.
Fifteen minutes later he knocked at my door. I hopped off the bed and pushed my skirt down and re-zipped my leather vest. On the second set of knocks I opened the door to see bro’s towering figure. He asked to come in and complemented me again.
In my femme-slut voice “Well, thank you, you don’t look so bad yourself.”
“Wow! That’s a hot voice too.”
“Thanks!” I smiled.
This time I wanted to be the aggressor. I closed the door and stepped over to him and felt his cock though his pants. I gripped it and lowered myself to my knees. I opened his zipper and pulled out his cock and licked him up and down. I pulled myself from under my skirt and stroked my precum covered head. I twisted my head as I sucked him and worked his shaft. I was finally getting some thick cock in my slutty whorifice like I needed. I had wanted it so bad all day. I sucked him with long passionate strokes. My lips were locked around his girth. I pumped him with my mouth as I stroked my hardness.
He stopped me and moved to a chair and then told me “Walk over here like the little slut you are and suck this cock!” I strutted over with a wicked smile on my face. I stopped about four feet away and crawled over the rest of the way. I reached up and grabbed his cock and pulled it upward a few times. Then I looked him right in the eye and opened my whorifice over him. I descended onto his fat hard cock and closed my mouth around him. I felt him at the back of my mouth and went wild with lust. I finally, had a thick cock suffocating me. I wrapped my tongue around him and sucked. I went up and down on him. I was getting him to pop my throat each time. Even though it wasn’t a true deep-throat he was still getting a bit of pleasure from the small gags I was involuntarily having. I sucked him and fucked him with my dirty little mouth. He moaned and said I was giving him a great blowjob. I moaned back into him and vibrated his thick dick. I sucked his foreskin beyond the length of his cock and then used it like a sheath as I went back down on him and rubbed his shaft with it. I tasted his wet salty pre-cum and tongued his head with hard swirls. All the while I was getting closer and closer knowing what a slut I was for sucking him off for my room. What a whore. What a cheap cocksucking slut, I thought as I blew him. I was rubbing myself so good, even without lube. I felt so dirty as I got what I needed, I was a whore.
I felt he was getting close because of my really fantastic blowjob when there was a knock at the door. I looked up at him and he smiled down at me.
“I hope you’re up for more than just me,” he said motioning for me to open the door.
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