Ms Marca My Best Friends Dad
Part 5
By Ms Marca
The trade show was over and I just had dinner with Bert and the other company people and Bert informed me that he and I were out of here and on the Southwest flight by 10 in the morning. “Marca no late night shit tonight get packed and be in the lobby at 8, oh I’ll have you a check for you when we get back to Fort Worth .” I just nod and after dinner I cut out before the others and went to my room.
As I pasted the bell hops one looked at me and said. “Hey you good looking thing, when you coming back.”
That I didn’t know was I going to tell him my father would not go for this, ha, ha: so I better come with something else. “Oh when there is something to come back for.”
He came up next to me and looked around like he had something to tell me. “I got this hot one, he ask me to fix him up with a tall big tit looker. Baby you’ll like what you get when you see him, one big man that is young and hung, so I have been told.”
I look at the guy like are you crazy. “Sweetheart don’t give me that shit, I’m not that type of girl, you been fucking all week long, come this guy is a spender, I’ll send him up in 30 minutes!”
I just looked at the guy. “OK!” Shit why did I say that, because you’re a slut Marca, you have been this week. “So tell me more about him?”
After a few minutes I went up to my room and I paced my hotel room, my blood burning with lust, as I waited for the john that I'm to hook up with, he asked for a tall big tit escort. This just might be the highlight of his business trip. I grit my teeth in excitement knowing that soon, I'll be on my knees, sucking off some hunky stranger. I was told he is 6'5" 275 and a body builder type. Muscular was the word that I had been used when I asked what type of guy he was. The bell hop told me ….
"Girl you got yourself an all night package."
The doorbell rang. Nerves and excitement shot up my spine. I opened the door, and smiled at my 6 foot 5 inch, muscular, dirty blond plaything. Oh yeah, I thought to myself.
He got in and locked the door. He walked toward me. Reached in his sport coat pocket and pulled out a roll of bill that I took and counted out as I walked over to my purse and put them away. With business out of the way it was show time.
"So," he says. "I hear you like to suck dick". He began to strip.
"FUCK!" He said as I slipped out of my dress and he saw my 40DDx23x38 body. Standing in just my 6 inch whore pumps I smiled at him and turned around to let him see what all he had paid for. I took a few steps toward him, got on my knees and took his cock in my mouth. "Yeah, I love that...suck my cock!"
His 8 hard inches damn this thing might be 10 inches, oh yes 10 of thick delight slipped in and out of my wet, hungry mouth. "Suck it hard bitch...yeah!" He held my head with both hands and pushed down. "Suck it, suck it, and suck it! " he said, hissing with pleasure. His cock was gorgeously hard and I loved sucking it. I closed my eyes to savor every second of the exciting, filthy act. It turned me on to picture myself at that moment – flicking my tongue under his cock head, making his cock go pop out of my mouth and slamming my head down to suck it in again, sucking so hard my cheeks ached.
"Yeah!" he said. "You suck good cock !"
Taking his time, enjoying and prolonging the tension, he languidly slid his cock in and out of my mouth, coating it with my spit, sighing and hissing with pleasure. Sometimes he'd pull out his hard length from my mouth, just to hear me whimper in frustration.
My hands explored up the muscular ridges of his torso, his strong, hairy forearms, his dark nipples. My tongue licked every hard inch of his cock between strong, ferocious sucks. He placed both his large hands on my boobs and moaned, and I mewled and whimpered in joy and satisfaction. He pulled his cock out from my mouth and tapped it thickly on my lips a few times.
"Get on the bed, I'm going to skull fuck you" he said.
Delirious with lust, I got on the bed and lay down on some pillows to prop my head up. Grinning, he climbed on, the bed heaving with his strong body. He straddled my boobs with his big, hard thighs, his cock poised inside the valley of my tits, inches from my mouth. He gripped the bed head for support.
"Open wide" he said, and slammed his cock deep inside my mouth. The thick head nudged my tonsils at the opening of my throat and I gagged involuntarily. He fucked my mouth relentlessly, his powerful thighs driving his dick with great force. I couldn't touch myself but I was nearly euphoric with lust, totally helpless as he violated my mouth repeatedly, groaning softly with pleasure while I choked on his cock.
His torso shone with sweat. He stopped fucking and reached across the night stand for his phone. He pressed something and aimed the camera down.
"Suck me" he said. I moved my lips up and down his cock, still lying down, while he filmed it on his phone, a huge grin on his handsome face. I sucked him with half closed eyes, teasing and licking languidly and looking straight into the phone camera. He swore loudly to make sure his voice was recorded too, and it nearly drove me over the edge.
"Yeah, suck my fucking cock you big tit slut ! Open up that mouth and suck ! Harder! Yeah you like hearing me talk dirty? Yeah?
"Suck my COCK.
