Craving
Ah, constant craving
Has always been
We are both at a hotel for different reasons. You at a business conference and me….well for my own reasons. We are constantly crossing paths playing a sort of teasing, perhaps taunting game. At first it was just by accident but now we are playing a bit of cat and mouse with each other.
I wonder about you and if you are the perfect gentleman you appear to be and I am sure you wonder if I am the wild fuck toy I appear to be. I come back to hotel from day of shopping and you are at the bar. You immediately get up and offer to help me with my bags from designer stores. You seem very nice so I allow you to come in my room instead of leaving things at the door. I smile and you tell me perhaps you will see me at the lounge later.
It has been a long day and I really could use a hot relaxing shower. I put my key on the wet bar and notice I can’t find the duplicate. I imagine it has slipped in one of the bags and will worry about it later. I fix a drink while running the water and put in a CD. I am enjoying the hot water as it cascades down my body and begin to feel super horny between the steam and the scented lather. I hear a sound, like a door opening but assume it must be one of the other rooms. I did notice you could hear everything in this hotel. I close my eyes, and run my hands down my slick body it feels so good. I open my eyes to see you standing there in the bathroom. You reach out and put your finger to my lips, telling me to be quiet. I should be frightened, but instead it just makes my pussy wetter, hotter and needing to be fucked. You pull me by my hair and kiss me hard, you tongue parting my lips. Your big hands cup by tits, squeezing them firmly.
You whisper in my ear that this can go one of two ways and which way is up to me and how I behave. So we are playing a game, and I always win. I grab him by his hair and plunge my tongue in his mouth kissing him long and passionate. I whisper in his ear “yes, it can go one of several ways”. I look him in the eyes, laugh an pull him fully dressed in the shower with me. He is so caught off guard by my boldness that I have time to I quickly break open the pink Venus shaver and slip the blade between my teeth. Well? What way do you think it will go tonight? I think you have figured it out Will, that tonight I am in control.
Hey there little guy. You’re so tiny, only 6 inches tall. No need to be scared, I’m not going to hurt you. I see the way you’ve been looking at my pretty feet and thought you might like a closer look. I’m going to scoop you up and put you on the coffee table. I kick off my sandals and place my feet on the table too. You can touch them if you want. I watch as you rub your tiny face across my toes, your lips pressing kisses all over them. You really DO love my feet, don’t you little guy? I watch you strip out of your clothes and rub your body against my left foot. I can feel a tiny poke from your cock. You lay down on the table, pulling my foot over you, making out with the sole of it. Your little prick starts thrusting against a wrinkle on the bottom of my foot. I press against you body a little…not wanting to crush your tiny body, just wanting to apply a little pressure. I feel your moan vibrate against my foot. That tickles! Giggles. You keep rubbing against my foot and I keep giving you a little more of my weight. I feel a little wet spurt as you cum. Did you enjoy that little guy?
