A Trip to Submission Part1
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Business Trip: Part 1 free porn video
My employer sent me out of town to a training conference for a couple of days. They put me up in a fairly nice hotel in a good area with lots of restaurants and shopping close by. I arrived on a Monday and went to bed pretty early to catch up some rest after the long drive.
The next morning I got up early to get some breakfast and get my choice of where to sit in the conference room we were in. The class was agonizingly boring but eventually 4:30pm came and we were released for the day. There were 3 or 4 other convention groups meeting within the same hotel so the lobby area was very crowded as all the classes let out. I decided to allow things to thin out and that I would go up to the room and take a nap for an hour or so and then see about finding dinner somewhere.
Well, around 8:30pm I woke up, realizing I had not set an alarm and slept much longer than intended. The rest of my group had already eaten and came back to their rooms by this time so I knew I had to find something on my own. I went downstairs and the hotel bar was still open and nobody was in there so I thought I would just have a few drinks and go back up to my room and fall asleep. I could eat a good breakfast in the morning to make up for missing dinner.
I sat at the bar and started off by drinking a couple of margaritas. The guy working the bar was not very talkative but he did play some good music so my mood brightened as the tequila input increased. Before I knew it I was pretty well buzzed and having a pretty relaxing time all by myself.
As I sat sipping my 3rd or 4th drink, a guy comes in and walks up to the bar close by where I was sitting. He was dressed very nice in nice slacks with a starched and pressed button up shirt, nice leather belt and leather shoes and a very expensive looking watch. He ordered a whiskey and soda and the bar tender immediately requested to see his identification. The guy looked like he was 18 or 19 years old, with his clean shaven baby face and innocent smile. He provided his I.D. and the bar tender made the comment that he sure did not look 25 as he handed his card back to him and proceeded making his drink.
The stranger received his drink, took a sip and asked me how I was doing. I took the last sip of the drink I had and said, “I’m getting better.” He laughed at my comment and asked if he could buy me another one to which I replied, “sure, might as well, I’m not doing anything else.” He ordered my drink and we talked briefly about both of our reasons for being there. He worked for an internet security business and they were having meeting at the hotel that week as well. I told him I went up to the room after class to nap before dinner and ended up missing dinner and decided to drink instead because I didn’t want to eat alone. At this point I was about too drunk to eat anyway. I finished the drink he bought me rather quickly and without asking he had another one served up. I told him thanks, but that I really probably needed food in me more than another drink, but to not be rude and began sipping on that one as well.
As I got to the remaining few sips of my drink, I was pretty well toasted and he was feeling the effects of 4 or 5 drinks as well. He asked if I would like to go grab a bite to eat at one of the nearby restaurants. I told him that might not be a bad idea, but that I needed to run up to the room for a few minutes and freshen up before we left. I stood from the bar stool and it was apparently pretty obvious I had been drinking awhile due to being a little off balance. He placed his hand on my back to add some support and asked if I was ok. I laughed and said I was and that I guess the tequila had snuck up on me. He asked if I was going to be able to make it back to my room ok and I replied that I was fine, but told him he could follow me if it made him feel better. I told him it wouldn’t take me a minute to get ready anyway so he might as well just follow me and we could leave straight from there.
We got to my room and I placed my purse and phone down on the table and proceeded to the bathroom. He sat in one of the chairs at the table and was playing on his smartphone as he waited. My phone began vibrating on the table. I guess I had not cut the ringer back on following the conference. He told me my phone was ringing since I couldn’t hear it and I told him that it was ok and that I would check it later. Well the phone kept ringing and he told me that they kept calling back and said maybe it was important. I was trying to finish up my makeup and told him to look and see who it was. He kind of laughed and said that the caller I.D. says “Big Daddy.” I laughed and said, “oh, that’s my husband. I’ll call him back later.” He nervously replied, “Your husband? You are married?” I told him I was and told him to calm down that it wasn’t a big deal. I came back into the main room and walked over to where he and my phone were. I double checked to just make sure my husband had not left any messages or anything and sat the phone back on the table. The stranger, by now identified as Justin, told me it was ok if I needed to take the call. I assured him again it was ok and that I would just call back later. He told me that my husband was probably getting pissed off from me not answering. I laughed and said, “Ok…and? What’s he going to do come spank me?” Justin laughed and replied, “Probably, I would, that’s exactly what I would do.” I knew at some point the alcohol would show its ugly head and that time was about to take place. I said, “OH, you would? You would spank me?” and I laughed. He repeated himself in a joking manner but the next thing he knew I had poked my ass out at him as he sat in the chair and told him, “Spank it then.”
With him nervously sitting in the chair, my ass poked out like an offering to him and my phone buzzing around on the table, I told him, “Quit talking shit and spank it tough guy.” He reached up with his right hand and gave me a very soft slap on the ass. Even with my thin dress slacks on I could barely feel it. I know he was just trying to be nice, but I asked him, “what the fuck was that” and repeated my request for him to spank me. The second attempt had a little more sting, but still relatively soft. With my own hand I smacked my ass a few good times and said, “like that….do it like you mean it if you’re going to do it.” And with that I slid my pants down a few inches to expose my thong along with about half of my ass. I guess that got his blood flowing a little more. He reached out and slapped a portion of my bare ass and left a pleasant sting which lasted just a brief second. I said, “yeah, now you are getting it.” And I took a step toward him, knelt down beside his chair and positioned myself over his lap with my ass offered up for his right hand to continue his spanking. He gave me a few more solid smacks across my ass. I could feel his cock stiffen beneath me and to be honest it felt huge so this spanking game was about to draw to an end.
My phone was still ringing and he made a comment again about me answering it. I told him to stop worrying about my fucking phone and I said, “as a matter of fact, here you go.” I grabbed my phone, flipped it to airplane mode so the calls would fucking quit and them opened up the video camera. I said, “here, you record.” And I pushed record as I handed it to him. He stuttered, “record what?” and I said, “me.” I moved to my knees in front of his and began rubbing his massive cock through his pants. I unsnapped his pants, began tugging at his zipper and I looked at him again and told him, “if you stop recording, I stop doing what I’m doing. Do you understand?” He nodded his head in acknowledgement as my hand reached in to retrieve his cock.
His cock was hard as a rock, about 7 inches long but felt as thick as my wrist. He was uncut and clean shaven, even his balls. My hand gripped his cock, my fingers not even making it half way around the girth, I began to lick and suck his soft, smooth balls. I must add he had an impressively large set of nuts as well. They were tight and heavy and it took both hands to cradle them as I licked. He struggled to hold the camera steady as I continued to lick and suck those balls. His cock was pulsing and looked like a volcano about to explode with streams of lava like semen pooled up around the head his cock like a white crown resting on the foreskin with a few random drips leaking down the shaft as I continued. He moaned and gyrated as I licked and sucked his balls, and he almost instantly came when I lifted them and dragged my tongue down the bottom of his ball sack, downward towards his tight, clean shaven ass. After a quick anal tease I moved my mouth to his cock, I focused on the top where the pre-cum was pooling up and I puckered up my lips and sucked up the cum like I was using a straw. My hand grabbed his shaft and stroked in a downward motion which pulled his skin down and exposed his fat cock head. My lips wrapped around the head and softly sucked as my tongue circled and teased. His hips began to move and his breathing began to speed up. I looked up at him and asked him if he was going to cum. He looked back at me over the top of the phone he was still using to record with as he said, “yes, yes I am going to cum.” I told him I wanted to taste him and told him to tell me where he wanted to cum. Through his staggering breathing efforts he said, “I want to cum in your mouth.” About that time his fat young cock exploded. I never took my mouth away from the head of his cock I just kept sucking. His cock pulsing heavily, his balls retracting with each pump of cum, I kept sucking until the flow of his seed had subsided. I looked up at the phone, opened my mouth to display a load of cum that absolutely filled my mouth, and then I swallowed. I opened back up to provide video proof the load had been send down my throat and into my belly. I grabbed the phone from him and clicked it off of record. He was laid back in the chair panting like a dog with his cock still at attention, pointing at the ceiling and glistening wet with my saliva.
I started helping him put himself back together. His cock was still hard so it took a little effort to cram it back into his pants. He looked at me and simply said, “wow.” I told him I’m glad he had a good time. I then told him thanks for the drinks and especially for dinner as I smiled and licked my lips one last time.
I walked with him to the door and told him to get some rest. I told him our classed usually got out around 4:30pm and told him that if he wasn’t busy to find me after his meetings. I told him I was taking care of his dinner tomorrow. . . . . . .
The next morning I got up early to get some breakfast and get my choice of where to sit in the conference room we were in. The class was agonizingly boring but eventually 4:30pm came and we were released for the day. There were 3 or 4 other convention groups meeting within the same hotel so the lobby area was very crowded as all the classes let out. I decided to allow things to thin out and that I would go up to the room and take a nap for an hour or so and then see about finding dinner somewhere.
Well, around 8:30pm I woke up, realizing I had not set an alarm and slept much longer than intended. The rest of my group had already eaten and came back to their rooms by this time so I knew I had to find something on my own. I went downstairs and the hotel bar was still open and nobody was in there so I thought I would just have a few drinks and go back up to my room and fall asleep. I could eat a good breakfast in the morning to make up for missing dinner.
I sat at the bar and started off by drinking a couple of margaritas. The guy working the bar was not very talkative but he did play some good music so my mood brightened as the tequila input increased. Before I knew it I was pretty well buzzed and having a pretty relaxing time all by myself.
As I sat sipping my 3rd or 4th drink, a guy comes in and walks up to the bar close by where I was sitting. He was dressed very nice in nice slacks with a starched and pressed button up shirt, nice leather belt and leather shoes and a very expensive looking watch. He ordered a whiskey and soda and the bar tender immediately requested to see his identification. The guy looked like he was 18 or 19 years old, with his clean shaven baby face and innocent smile. He provided his I.D. and the bar tender made the comment that he sure did not look 25 as he handed his card back to him and proceeded making his drink.
The stranger received his drink, took a sip and asked me how I was doing. I took the last sip of the drink I had and said, “I’m getting better.” He laughed at my comment and asked if he could buy me another one to which I replied, “sure, might as well, I’m not doing anything else.” He ordered my drink and we talked briefly about both of our reasons for being there. He worked for an internet security business and they were having meeting at the hotel that week as well. I told him I went up to the room after class to nap before dinner and ended up missing dinner and decided to drink instead because I didn’t want to eat alone. At this point I was about too drunk to eat anyway. I finished the drink he bought me rather quickly and without asking he had another one served up. I told him thanks, but that I really probably needed food in me more than another drink, but to not be rude and began sipping on that one as well.
As I got to the remaining few sips of my drink, I was pretty well toasted and he was feeling the effects of 4 or 5 drinks as well. He asked if I would like to go grab a bite to eat at one of the nearby restaurants. I told him that might not be a bad idea, but that I needed to run up to the room for a few minutes and freshen up before we left. I stood from the bar stool and it was apparently pretty obvious I had been drinking awhile due to being a little off balance. He placed his hand on my back to add some support and asked if I was ok. I laughed and said I was and that I guess the tequila had snuck up on me. He asked if I was going to be able to make it back to my room ok and I replied that I was fine, but told him he could follow me if it made him feel better. I told him it wouldn’t take me a minute to get ready anyway so he might as well just follow me and we could leave straight from there.
We got to my room and I placed my purse and phone down on the table and proceeded to the bathroom. He sat in one of the chairs at the table and was playing on his smartphone as he waited. My phone began vibrating on the table. I guess I had not cut the ringer back on following the conference. He told me my phone was ringing since I couldn’t hear it and I told him that it was ok and that I would check it later. Well the phone kept ringing and he told me that they kept calling back and said maybe it was important. I was trying to finish up my makeup and told him to look and see who it was. He kind of laughed and said that the caller I.D. says “Big Daddy.” I laughed and said, “oh, that’s my husband. I’ll call him back later.” He nervously replied, “Your husband? You are married?” I told him I was and told him to calm down that it wasn’t a big deal. I came back into the main room and walked over to where he and my phone were. I double checked to just make sure my husband had not left any messages or anything and sat the phone back on the table. The stranger, by now identified as Justin, told me it was ok if I needed to take the call. I assured him again it was ok and that I would just call back later. He told me that my husband was probably getting pissed off from me not answering. I laughed and said, “Ok…and? What’s he going to do come spank me?” Justin laughed and replied, “Probably, I would, that’s exactly what I would do.” I knew at some point the alcohol would show its ugly head and that time was about to take place. I said, “OH, you would? You would spank me?” and I laughed. He repeated himself in a joking manner but the next thing he knew I had poked my ass out at him as he sat in the chair and told him, “Spank it then.”
With him nervously sitting in the chair, my ass poked out like an offering to him and my phone buzzing around on the table, I told him, “Quit talking shit and spank it tough guy.” He reached up with his right hand and gave me a very soft slap on the ass. Even with my thin dress slacks on I could barely feel it. I know he was just trying to be nice, but I asked him, “what the fuck was that” and repeated my request for him to spank me. The second attempt had a little more sting, but still relatively soft. With my own hand I smacked my ass a few good times and said, “like that….do it like you mean it if you’re going to do it.” And with that I slid my pants down a few inches to expose my thong along with about half of my ass. I guess that got his blood flowing a little more. He reached out and slapped a portion of my bare ass and left a pleasant sting which lasted just a brief second. I said, “yeah, now you are getting it.” And I took a step toward him, knelt down beside his chair and positioned myself over his lap with my ass offered up for his right hand to continue his spanking. He gave me a few more solid smacks across my ass. I could feel his cock stiffen beneath me and to be honest it felt huge so this spanking game was about to draw to an end.
My phone was still ringing and he made a comment again about me answering it. I told him to stop worrying about my fucking phone and I said, “as a matter of fact, here you go.” I grabbed my phone, flipped it to airplane mode so the calls would fucking quit and them opened up the video camera. I said, “here, you record.” And I pushed record as I handed it to him. He stuttered, “record what?” and I said, “me.” I moved to my knees in front of his and began rubbing his massive cock through his pants. I unsnapped his pants, began tugging at his zipper and I looked at him again and told him, “if you stop recording, I stop doing what I’m doing. Do you understand?” He nodded his head in acknowledgement as my hand reached in to retrieve his cock.
His cock was hard as a rock, about 7 inches long but felt as thick as my wrist. He was uncut and clean shaven, even his balls. My hand gripped his cock, my fingers not even making it half way around the girth, I began to lick and suck his soft, smooth balls. I must add he had an impressively large set of nuts as well. They were tight and heavy and it took both hands to cradle them as I licked. He struggled to hold the camera steady as I continued to lick and suck those balls. His cock was pulsing and looked like a volcano about to explode with streams of lava like semen pooled up around the head his cock like a white crown resting on the foreskin with a few random drips leaking down the shaft as I continued. He moaned and gyrated as I licked and sucked his balls, and he almost instantly came when I lifted them and dragged my tongue down the bottom of his ball sack, downward towards his tight, clean shaven ass. After a quick anal tease I moved my mouth to his cock, I focused on the top where the pre-cum was pooling up and I puckered up my lips and sucked up the cum like I was using a straw. My hand grabbed his shaft and stroked in a downward motion which pulled his skin down and exposed his fat cock head. My lips wrapped around the head and softly sucked as my tongue circled and teased. His hips began to move and his breathing began to speed up. I looked up at him and asked him if he was going to cum. He looked back at me over the top of the phone he was still using to record with as he said, “yes, yes I am going to cum.” I told him I wanted to taste him and told him to tell me where he wanted to cum. Through his staggering breathing efforts he said, “I want to cum in your mouth.” About that time his fat young cock exploded. I never took my mouth away from the head of his cock I just kept sucking. His cock pulsing heavily, his balls retracting with each pump of cum, I kept sucking until the flow of his seed had subsided. I looked up at the phone, opened my mouth to display a load of cum that absolutely filled my mouth, and then I swallowed. I opened back up to provide video proof the load had been send down my throat and into my belly. I grabbed the phone from him and clicked it off of record. He was laid back in the chair panting like a dog with his cock still at attention, pointing at the ceiling and glistening wet with my saliva.
I started helping him put himself back together. His cock was still hard so it took a little effort to cram it back into his pants. He looked at me and simply said, “wow.” I told him I’m glad he had a good time. I then told him thanks for the drinks and especially for dinner as I smiled and licked my lips one last time.
I walked with him to the door and told him to get some rest. I told him our classed usually got out around 4:30pm and told him that if he wasn’t busy to find me after his meetings. I told him I was taking care of his dinner tomorrow. . . . . . .
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