The hotel room

Episode 2

My room service 2

Silence met me on the other end of the line. Desperate for raw c**k I asked again.

“Claire? Please don’t make him wear a rubber,” I begged.

“My my, what a dirty girl you are. You want it bareback?” she said, her voice husky.

“Yes please,” I whimpered. “I want it bare.”

“Aw you want to get a bareback pounding?”

“Please!” I plead, “when I take c**k I like it raw in my cunt,” I gasped, my hips pumping. “Just like nature intended.”

“Mmm yes we noticed you never made the other two men wrap it up. We’ve got ourselves a little naturalist creampie w***e here, don’t we?”

“Oh yes...” I sighed, pinching my hard c**t. “I love it raw.”

“Mmm I might just volunteer myself for clean up duty afterwards. Would you like that Miss Donovan?” Claire offered. “I’m known for my very long and very thorough tongue.”

“Oooh but I like being full all day...feeling it drip out of me,” I explained, panting.

“We can make that happen for you,” she said efficiently. “Where do you want his load?”

“Deep,” I moaned.

“Deep?” she asked innocently. “Deep where? Show me baby.”

I sunk my fingers back into my p***y, trying to reach the back of my cunt. “Deep in my p***y,” I whimpered.

“Ok Miss Donovan, we’ll make sure you get pumped nice and full of c*m by some thick, bare c**k ok?”

“f**k yea, please hurry,” I begged again, sweaty and poised to c*m again.

“I want you to stay with me on the phone throughout your f*****g ok? That way if you need anything else I can get it for you,” she instructed.

“Mmm okay,” I replied, lost in my own s****l haze, excited that I’d have an audience again.

“Good girl, until he gets there just keep playing with your p***y. Keep yourself nice and wet for him,” she explained. “He’s not there for foreplay, he’s just there to f**k the s**t out of that needy cunt.”

“Oh f**k I need it,” I whimpered.

“I know baby, I know. He’s going to be there any second and let himself in. You just have to make yourself ready to be mounted. Ok?”

“Ok...” I sighed.

“Good girl, bring your knees up to your chest for me. Good, good,” she praised. “Okay now let them fall apart nice and wide. Excellent. He’s going to want to f**k you deep in that missionary position.”

I heard the door to my hotel room open and turned my head to the side to see him enter into the room.

“Oh f**k yes, please...” I whimpered. “Are you here to pound my p***y?”

“Yes, that’s him. You ready for some c**k baby?” Claire said in my ear.

I nodded, unable to verbally respond. The man was tall and built. Tan, with dark short hair and green eyes. His shirt was already on the ground and he was pushing his pants and boxers down to the floor. Stepping out of his shoes and kicking off his bottoms he pumped his thick c**k in his hand. I could already see a bead of pre-c*m on its head. My mouth watered, he was beautifully hung.

“You want it raw?” his low voice asked as he crawled onto the bed.

I nodded again, letting my legs relax and fall open more.

“That’s a good girl,” I heard from the phone again. “His c**k is thick, it’s going to stretch that little p***y open. Make sure you stay relaxed for him ok? That way he can get in nice and deep for you.”

I nodded, the heat from his body meeting mine.

“Nice cunt,” he commented casually as he stared at my puffy, soaked p***y.

I spread my lips open again with my hand, showing him my greedy hole. This was the most vulnerable I could be, and the dirtiest. Alone, naked, on my back, legs spread open in submission, holding my cunt open for him to f**k. I was panting with need. He leaned closer and I felt his c**k head fit itself against my cunt. He moved his hips back slightly and then he pushed his d**k into me. I gasped and rose up off the bed, his c**k merciless as it thrust into me. I felt the initial pop of my cunt hole wrapping around his c**k head and the slow burn of his d**k pushing through my tight walls. There was nothing that felt better than a good c**k taking control of your cunt.

“That’s it baby, take that c**k,” Claire said in my ear. “He’s going to go balls deep, no no, don’t fight him,” she said as I pushed at his chest when the burn got too strong.

He kept pushing, stretching open my little p***y, using his weight to keep me pinned to the bed.

“Oh f**k!” I groaned when I felt his heavy balls resting against my ass, his cockhead nestled against my cervix. A perfect, just a little too big to be comfortable, fit.

“I know, I know. He’s going to pound you now, so just lay there and hold on,” she explained. “Let him do all the work. Just let him rut.”

I placed my hands on his shoulders and looked down to where our bodies met. He pulled out his c**k and I could see it coated with my creamy juices. My fat p***y lips were hugging his thick c**k, not wanting it to leave. He shoved back in until he bottomed out into the back of my p***y and pulled it back out again to the tip. He long dicked me like that through two cums, Claire cheering me on while the bull remained silent. Nothing but grunts of what I assumed was approval coming from him. The heavy wet slap of his body into mine and our breathing filled the room.

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