Party Girl Has A One Night Stand Continued…
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The night I met Mr. M, I’d been more than a little frustrated. Earlier on, I’d wasted an hour and a half dancing and talking to this guy at the club. He was a great looking guy but when we got back to his place he was very reluctant to take off his boxers. That could only mean one thing. As I feared, he had a short little cock between his legs. I was so damn disappointed I wasn’t up for pretending. I told him he should tell girls about his short dick problem before wasting their time. I felt like I had been ripped off. I only get to go out once a week when my boyfriend goes out of town. Oh yeah, I forgot to mention I’m not single. Anyways I wasn’t up for spending the night with a guy whose dick was the size of my pinky finger ! I stormed out and went back to the club.
I had a standing “I’ll give you unlimited blowjobs, and you’ll let me in your club and give me all the free drinks I want, whenever I want” deal with the manager of the club. I’d jst been there to deliver on my end and was on my way out the door when Mr. M came stumbling through the door of the office. He stared down my shirt for a few minutes, then invited me to stay awhile and then be his guest for dinner and the concert. Of course I agreed.
The first thing I noticed was that OK, so Mr. M had a little bit of a Daddy thing going on – but he was a lot older than me – and I’d been a bad, bad girl lately and was definitely in need of a good spanking, so what the heck. As part of the game, I struggled in vain when he forced me over his lap and yanked my panties down around my knees. I kicked hard; he spanked hard. He began to spank me soundly, rhythmically – building in intensity – and pausing to rub my reddening bottom in between slaps.
At first it felt good, but then it started to sting a lot more than I’d expected it to. I mean, it wasn’t the first time I’ve been bent over a man’s knee and had my sweet round ass set on fire, but this spanking was making me squirm and shed a few tears. Even though I could feel my cunt starting to ooze, I still jumped a mile when he rudely shoved a finger up my cunt. I didn’t want to, but I came immediately – my hips bucking madly and me screaming like a banshee.
He stood up, unzipped and pulled his huge dick out of his pants all in one fluid motion. Stories of his penis size were legendary – and they sure weren’t wrong. He was massive. He shoved me backwards on the bed, spread my legs apart with his knees, and shoved his big cock inside my cunt. He rubbed my clit with the pad of his thumb and began thrusting his big cock in and out of my tight hole. I screamed with excitement and pleasure. I felt his body tense as he groaned and fell against me, covering my body with his sweat. He rubbed my clit hard until I came again, screaming and trying hard to catch my breath.
We must have dozed off because I woke up about twenty minutes later. I slid my body out from underneath his and knelt over him. I breathed my warm breath on his cock and balls, then started sucking his balls and licking the length of his big dick. Finally, I started sucking on his penis, taking all of it into my mouth. But I gagged as he fucked my face violently, shoving his dick all the way down my throat as I felt him shoot his load.
We laid there and sweated for a little while, then he sat up and called room service to order a few bottles of champagne. When the knock on the door came, he told me to answer it naked, and rub my nipples and finger myself as I opened it. So I did. I know I have an awesome body and I enjoy showing it off. The bellboy’s eyes almost popped out of his head. Mr. M told him to come on in and drop his pants and I’d suck him off, but the poor guy just backed slowly out of the room, never once taking his eyes off me. Mr. M laughed, and I loved the shocked guy’s red-faced embarrassment.
Mr. M and I drank a bottle of champagne, smoked a couple of joints and snorted a few lines of I’m not sure what. In between, we kissed and licked and fondled each other. He sucked my titties for awhile, then shoved his cock into my mouth, forcing me to suck it. He held my head in one position and screwed my mouth. He came within minutes, pulling his dick out of my mouth so he could squirt his warm load all over my face.
Then we shared a cigarette and watched a little of some silly porn video-on-demand thing. Suddenly, he flipped me over his lap and started spanking me again – really hard – ramming a finger inside my sweaty cunt after every whack. The pain followed by pleasure felt so good it was making me delirious. I felt his cock getting hard and pressing against my belly. Suddenly he stopped spanking me and shoved me off his lap onto the floor. Then he stood up and yanked me to my feet by my hair. He puffed up a couple of pillows, positioned them on the bed and shoved me over them, with my ass up poked in the air.
He shoved his massive cock deep into my cunt once, covering it with my cunt slime – then pulled it out and rammed it deep up into my asshole, making me scream with pain. He laughed and slapped my ass several times.
I cried and struggled to get away, but he held my ass firmly and kept ramming his monster cock into my tight little butthole. Then he reached around and yanked my legs apart, mashing his full weight against me and fingering my clit while fucking my pussy with his finger. It wasn’t long before my crying and screaming had turned to squirming and panting. My chest was heaving as I threw back my head and yelled to him to keep on filling my ass with his thick cock. I felt him blow his load; so much come I felt it leaking out of my ass and dribbling down between my thighs. He kept massaging my swollen, throbbing clit until I had another thunderous orgasm.
I was totally covered with sweat and cum and suggested we take a shower. Mr. M’s response was to shake up a bottle of champagne and soak me with it, then start licking my boobs and belly. I got up and ran into the bathroom, giggling. Mr. M followed. We skipped the shower but hopped in the Jacuzzi and for the next hour, we slipped and slid all over each other’s wet bodies.
Then his manager phoned to remind him of a pre-arranged interview in a hour. So we drank the rest of the champagne, smoked another joint, and did another line. He gave me a VIP pass for the next night’s concert, and I gave him my panties and him one last quick blowjob.
Mr. M’s cock in my mouth was the last thought I had before I passed out again.
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