So we have been in your hotel room for a little over 30 minutes with more than a few awkward moments. I've decided to put an end to the awkwardness. I had noticed you brought books with you and you had them scattered throughout the room. I went to a stack on the floor by the dresser and looked through them. Knowing it was on the dresser above me, I ask you for one book in particular.

You walk over to look for the book. As you stand beside me shuffling through the books on the dresser I quietly raise to my knees gently reaching for your belt, I have come to love the feel of a man's length growing hard in my mouth.

You turn slightly to meet my gaze as I begin to massage you while I undo your belt. It has been to long since I held you and now more than every I want to hold your length in my mouth.

As my hands slowly lower your jeans, my body follows and I rest my body with my knees tucked seductively under my bottom. My soft warm lips begin to part and allow you access, I am too late to enjoy the engorging of your length.

However, I can still admire the feel of the firm flesh as it pulses within the warmth of my mouth. As your length enters, my tongue does a slow and strong dance around its head as it makes its journey deep into the depths of my yearning mouth. My hands having finished their previous task, have returned to handle the base of your thick firm shaft and cup and massage your taught balls. As my mouth warms to its new tenant my hand strokes that part of your large length that has yet to be accommodated. your precum mixes with my saliva to lubricate your length making it easier to slide my mouth up and down, my tongue applying firm pressure on the underside of your shaft on each upward stroke. At the moment I am teasing you. Working my mouth at no particular pace or rhythm, I simply enjoy the taste and feel of you filling my mouth. The occasional pulsing of the veins and the momentary throb of excitement in your length are echoed in my own pelvis. Pulling you completely out with every stroke I lightly nibble your head and tongue the tip.

Loving the feel of every inch of your length I take a moment to caress it with my face. Gently rubbing it across my cheeks while extending my face into your pelvis so I can briefly suck on your balls. I look up to your eyes to see if you are enjoying the moment and a shiver runs through my body as I look up to the person towering over me and feel that familiar wave of pleasure at being on my knees before you. Your hands have begun to caress my face and play with my hair as my head begins to find a subtle rhythm. The hand stroking your length slides to find its place gently massaging your bottom and ever so slightly pushing your hips into my face. My mouth is relaxing around your girth and I am now able to begin the task of taking your entire length deep into my throat.

Again I look up into your eyes However this time it is not to search out your satisfaction, It is to fire the flames of my passion for servicing you. To feel for the moment as if you are the owner of my body. The heat of passion created by this thought forces my body to rise into yours. My breasts glide up your legs as I rise up onto my knees again, forcing your length deep, deep into my throat. My new position has caused the tip of your manhood to rub against the back of my throat sending a tingle through my spine down to my moist lips. In the excitement my mouth begins to pick up the pace at which it is stroking your length. one hand slightly tightens the grip on your balls while the other hand doubles it's effort to push your hips into my face.

I am ferociously hungry now and I am taking in your length to its base longing for each downward stroke to thrust the tip against the back of my throat.

I begin to feel my own juices flow down the insides of my thighs and my back arches as I try to encompass both your length and your balls in my mouth. My mouth is no longer performing a play job it is simply presenting itself to be played hard and deep. Your hands entwined in my hair have locked together behind my head.

as if you know my needs you begin to hold my head in place as you drive your hips into my face pounding your length into the back of my throat. As you begin to play my face your pace quickens and your outward strokes shorten. This action leaves your length buried more deeply into my throat for longer periods of time.

I am no longer able to breath as often and I am beginning to spasm from the force of your pounding length. I realize that both my hands are now pushing on your behind helping to drive your hips forward, fueling my hunger to take you deeper into my soul. I can not describe the pleasure I feel as your balls slap against my chin and your length drives ever deeper into me. I concentrate on the pounding my throat is taking the pulses of your length as it enlarges slightly each time I gasp for a breath and the terrible longing I feel each time I take that breath.

The longing to be filled completely by your length and each breath a denial of that need.

I concentrate on the power in the hands that hold my head. I concentrate on the power of each driving thrust and the spasm of enjoyment that rockets through my spine traveling to the center of my being heating my pelvis to the point of explosion. My hands feel your tush begin to tense and I explode into my orgasm anticipating the deliverance of my reward. My body begins to spasm as your final thrusts reach deep into my throat and my tongue takes it's final strokes of your length as you cum into my mouth. Warm bursts of cum pulse down my throat and my hunger begins to subside.

As the tension leaves your body, I lower my shivering and weak body back to the floor keeping your length in my mouth to enjoy every last drop of your cum, cherish every last moment of your length in my mouth and dwell on the last few moments of pounding lust I have been allowed. When I am sure you are spent and I have toyed your length clean, I pull your jeans back into place and curl up on your bed as you turn to finish your work. Slowly I drift off to sleep lulled by the echoing spasms of my own orgasm.