This is a story made up of two real events. I hope you enjoy it. My nerves were really running high for this meeting – it was in a hotel room and the guy was going to coming here, he was due at 7. We had been texting all day, so I felt like I knew him. I had gone with guys before, but there were new elements to it this time and so I felt like it was the first meeting ever! As instructed, I picked Emm up 5 with a fresh hot chocolate. She was dressed very demurely, which made me wonder hard about what was in her bag, a small campers rucksack that hung off one shoulder, pulling her posture upright enough to make her small tits poke forwards. The hotel was about 20 minutes away, but the trip dragged out due to traffic. After 20 minutes we were about half way and Emm pointed out a lay-by to pull into for a moment. “What's up,” I began, but she 'shhhed' me quiet. Reaching down she dropped her seat back and I followed her short instructions, “Turn the car off.” I did. “And the lights.” I did. “And the satnav, I want it dark.” I did. “Good,” she said, “Now kiss me” I leant over and she lay nearly rigid as I kissed her lips. She funbled beneath me as our lips pressed into each other and our tongue delved into our mouths. She pushed me gently up. “Now my nipples,” her fumbling had opened her top and I gladly put my mouth to her smalls tits, taking each large nipple in turn and sucking hard. This always made her horny and she moaned loudly. “Now finger me.” Again I complied and changed my balance to get my hand up her skirt. I groaned into her boob as my tips met her shaven mound and easily slipped into her wet hole. She gasped in response and I knew what she needed. I nibbled down on her nipples harder and pushed two fingers in deep. Bendin my fingers, her body arched and I knew I had found her g-spot. With hardly any more movement needed, I jerked my hand slightly and fast in her and felt her pussy clamp down on me. She yelped and to my surprise she spoke, thought I kept my concentration on my efforts. “Yes Harry, yes” she breathed huskily, “bite on my titties, ooooh. Suck them, get my milk out!” I sucked hard still and she moaned heavily and her gasps took over until she got suddenly louder, “YES, YES, stay on my tits and finger me like that, Yes Harry, yes, yes YESSSS!” Her pussy was tight on my fingers as she came and hot sticky juice squelched around my knuckles. I slowed and then stopped the movements as did her quietening moans. I moved to look at her, but her hand on my head kept my face to her bosom. She continued talking and only then did I catch on that she was on the phone, “Oh yes,” she said, “I really did just come.. and that is right, only his fingers... uhuh, uhuh.” Then a long pause from Emm and I was trying to hear the voice on the phone, but it was too quiet. “No,” Emm continued, “tonight he is all mine, he is putting on a little show for me....” Her conversation continued while she instructed me with her hands to get back up and to carry on. She adjusted her seat and clothes without stopping her chat and the journey passed with no further incident, the only real difference was my raging hard on, trapped in my jeans. I had already checked in and the guy behind the desk winked at me as I walked past with Emm. We were later than scheduled now and so I quickly got in the shower to freshen up. Emm stepped in briefly and had me turn around in the shower for her. She nodded her approval and then told me to hurry up, my clothes were ready. I towelled off and then used the hairdryer to finish the job all over. In the bedroom (it was a Premier Inn, fairly new so it was nice and roomy) There were two Jaeger-bombs on the desk and Emm handed me a shot glass. I necked the Vodka and felt its warmth move down my throat. “10 minutes.” Emm prompted me and pointed to the bed, my clothes. “Be quick!” and she vanished into the bathroom. In no way am I convincing, but I love the feeling of undies. Savouring it as best I could, but with out being too slow, I slid on my black stockings and snapped them into the suspender belt. I pulled on the black stretchy crop too and lastly the black knickers, pleased at how their lacy hems matched each other. Lastly I pulled over my head a light black dress. It was armless and ended about 6 inches above my knee. It covered my undies and so transformed my slutty look to something more classy! I had managed to ignore my aroused cock as I got dressed, but now I surveyed myself and lifted my dress to show my stockings I allowed myself a sly rub! “Very nice!” Emm said from the door way and I turned to show her in full. “And you can talk,” I said as I took her view in. A size 16 and 5ft nothing, she had great curves even though her tits are only a-cup. She now wore knee high black boots and a short skirt. On top she wore a knitted, net like cardigan that let her nipples poke through. My phone beeped and I looked at the text. We chinked our glasses and necked the jaeger bombs. “He's here,” I reported as I text back for him to come on up. “Let the show begin then,” Emm came up on tiptoes and kissed me on the lips and then moved over to sit on the sofa. The door knocked and my heart raced. I put my head round the door, “Brian?” He nodded yes and looked nearly as nervous as I felt! I stood back and let him in. As pre planned, I shut and clicked the door locked and then followed him in. He grunted a hello to Emm and I watched her look him up and down appraisingly. We both managed to swap a grin with each other. Brian was a similar height to me, but in better shape. He was wearing a tight tee that showed off his bulk, and tight jeans. I looked down to spy a distinct bulge in his jeans. “So,” he said,”on your knees.” I obliged as he pulled off his tee and undid his fly. He sat on the edge of the bed as he pulled the jeans from his legs and then he stood again. I could not take my eyes of his crotch and I licked my lips as I realised that his pictures were true: About 8 inches were tucked into his boxers. He tucked a finger into each side and began to slide them down, exposing his well trimmed pubes first and then my first glimpse of his thick shaft. Maria and I both gasped as it finally bounced free and finally the order was given. “Now Harry,” he said, “Make it come...” I shuffled forward and looked at his cock. No foreskin and bouncing slightly I put my tongue to taste it. It was salty with pre come and up close, I realised how wide it was. I put my hand on the shaft and felt it stiffen, I squeezed it and watched the tip flex a little, its purple bulge getting nearer my mouth. I took my cue and opened my mouth and planted it over the top. It was hot and hardened almost straight away. If felt awesome on my tongue, the smooth hardness moving so easily within the gentle grasp of my lips. My mouth I realised was open as far as it could get and I was relieved that it only got harder, not any bigger! I licked his fat helmet inside my mouth, not entirely sure how my tongue had room to manoeuvre. I pulled back out and wanked it for a minute, enjoying feeling such a larger member in my hand – the only thing to this scale thus far had been plastic! I stared at the tip as I wanked it, marvelling at how hard it was and was rewarded with a tear of pre come oozing out. Remembering that while I was having a ball, I was here to put on a show and so I took the tip and rubbed it around like lipstick, hoping that it left a glisten for Emm to see in the low light of the room. I lifted his shaft and ran my tongue slowly from the base to the tip, licking over my own fingers as I continued my wanking motion on him. Holding it high I bent low to lick on his balls. This had never done anything for me and going by the lack of reaction from Brian, he did not either. Pleased at this, I took the chance to get it back in me and so I kissed the tip once and allowed it to open my lips as I enveloped it with my wet mouth once more. “Ooh yeah” groaned Brian, “that is it right there...” I sucked down and wanked it some more and he repeated the noises... I carried on in earnest. Soon on I recognised movement in his body and I figured that I was getting him close. I also noticed noises from the corner of the room and I heard Emm talking once more. “Nearly all of it is in his mouth,” she said slowly and in between deep breaths and she described my outfit as well, “He looks like a pro-whore sucking his nice big cock!” I pumped my face on and off him now, feeling encouraged by the erotic commentary. “Yeah, you are right,” she continued, “that is a good idea!” and she giggled. Brian began to moan louder and I pumped him faster, deliberately letting more push in with each go. Suddenly he fell back onto the bed and I leapt up just as fast planting my hand at his base and sinking my mouth straight onto. I wanked him hard and got lost in it all, not hearing anything any more except his breathing and the slight thumping as my fist bounced off his groin. Another loud groan and I gagged, a hot blast of his come shot into my throat. I swallowed. And then swallowed again, I was amazed at how much coming and it did not give me any pause to take control. His cock popped out of me and I felt more being wanked out of him as it ran over my hand. I leant forward to lick it up and was surprised by Brian's sudden movement; he nearly leapt up and by the time I was laying on my back on the bed, he had his Jeans and flip-flops back on and was pulling his tee shirt on as he headed for the door. I sat up to speak, but was stopped by Emm's hand, pushing me down. “Stay!” was all she said and she walked Brian to the door, thanking him and saying we would be in touch. He grumbled a good bye and off he went. I lay there on the bed, the hot taste of come in my mouth and aware of my bulging cock, trapped under my girlie layers, thinking about getting it on. That bubble did not exactly burst, but it vanished as the door shut. “You filthy slut!” Emm announced. “Turn over!” I did as I was told and felt a smack on my arse. “MMMMmmm” I moaned. Smack. “Lying there, you little come-mouth!” Smack. I heard rustling in her bag and then a harder, sharper smack landed on my cheeks and I yelped. “Did you like eating that cock?” “Yes,” I said. SMACK. “Pardon?” “Yes,” I replied and another smack harder. “Pardon?” “Yes, Miss” Smack. “That is better!... You have been bad... sucking cock... not even asking him, let alone saying thank you!” Smack and I cry out again, the sharp pain stinging my cheeks. “Please,” I say and it is met with a smack immediately. “Enough,” Emm barks,”no more noise” Smack. “But...” and I am stopped again as I cry out in reaction to a swipe. “I warned you” she said and I feel her reach up under the dress, tugging at my knickers. After some helpful wriggling by me, she has them off and then with me flat on my front still, she move my legs wide apart and lifts my dress up. She dances more gentle taps over my bare bum now and down onto my thighs and legs and I realise that she is using a crop on me. “Now you are starting to look the part,” she announces, “mouthful of come and legs apart, a proper whore. Would you agree?” “Yes, Miss.” “Hmm, good boy.” She says and giggles once more. There are no more smacks and so I listen to see if I can judge what is going to happen next. I am sure I can hear her dialling on her phone, but no more conversation takes place. “You know you are my little whore tonight, right?” she asks and I am confused by the question. “Yes..” Smack “Shit! Yes, Miss!” I add quickly. “Good,” she says softly, now close to my ear, her hand on my arse and it feels very soothing, “and so I can be sure... that means that you are mine to do with what I please?” “Yes, Miss” “Oh, very good, very good.” She moves away again and then comes back to me, almost lying on the bed next to me. “So,” she nips at my ear, “until I say, you do not move or do anything, is that understood?” “Yes, Miss.” “Good... and also, you are not allowed to say anything!” I open my mouth to answer, but Emm has moved quickly and I get a ball pushed into my mouth. It is hard plastic, but has holes so I am relieved that I can breath easy and then the strap is pulled tight on my head, There is silence and then the beep of a phone. Straining I map out the movements I can hear. Emm goes to the door and I hear near silent whispers. Then two set of feet come back and the sound of a zip and clothes being moved or adjusted. I hear the unmistakeable noise of kissing and then a distinctly manly grunt. My mind is reeling wondering what scene I am missing out on. Then I jump as I am brought into the scene, I feel the trail of the crop over my legs again and a heavy hand resting on my ankle. The crop probes at my crotch to where my hard cock remains imprisoned. “Nice hard cock,” Emm says and I groan out, a guttural moan due to holey ball in the way. Smack and then a new voice, a man's voice “Oh, she does not mean yours, Harry!” My heart leaps as I realise that the voice is that of the receptionist!! The kissing noises turn sloppy in sound I I can imagine Emm on her knees, almost lost beneath his big belly while she sucks his cock. But confusion invades my mind as the noise continues, and yet I fell Emm settle on the bed.. The bed rocks with more weight arriving on it and then he speaks again, “Hmmm,” he growls, “time to fuck!” And then confusion turns to panic as I realise that instead of hearing Emm lying down to receive him, I feel his hands on my stocking clad legs and move upwards, I tense and my body flinches in reflex and then Emm hand is on me and her voice in my ear... “Now, now, what did we talk about?” His hands reach my bum now and my cheeks are pulled apart to an uncremonioud, “hmmmmmm!!” “We talked about you being a little cock whore,” Emm continued, “and proper whores do more than take it in the dirty mouth! His weight is on me now and with a slight upward shift, I feel his hard cock nudge into my bum crack. It is wet and I now understand that the sloppy noise was obviously the application of lube. This thought is a distraction to the inevitable, but then the inevitable happens and with a hard push down, I feel my arsehole stretch wide to let in this guys hard cock. I scream and I pray it is loud enough to get some help... and then I feel it again as I feel his cock plunge into me once more! And I cry out again, but this time it seems like I am doing it on my own, my body does not feel like it is fighting! And then again, I feel it push deep into me and this time, I get to experience the sensations as his length slides through my entrance and pushes deep inside me! “Good boy!” Emm says smootly, “I knew you would be able to take it!” I struggle to speak through the gag, but I am assured it needs to stay! More pushed of his cock into me, and now I can feel it sliding out as well. I feel my cock twitching beneath me, but cannot make out how hard I am or how to free it, I am pinned down still with this big guys belly resting on my lower back as he now grinds his groin on me, giving me a quicker but shorter fuck. And then it happens quickly and with much more noise, the fucking in my arse quickens and deepens and as it does, pleasure sensations spread through. I find myself groaning in time until I feel heat in me and I am taking come in my arse for the first time! I have been on the other side of this countless times, but now I have a new understanding of the swell and pulse of cock as it shoots its come. I lie there waiting for the blood to stop rushing in my head and it is not until Emm, moves me on to my back that I realise our visitor has left. “Well done, my little slut! That was an amazing show!” I see she is snapping photos on her phone. She puts it down and moves to release the gag... “Now how about we take this off and I can show these pics and you can explain, that!?” She points down and I follow the finger: my cock is soft and crammed in my knickers, nad simple covered in my spunk! Still very much in the mood and I notice that it is only 8:30, the night is young. Soon after we go to get some dinner and I can't help but be relieved that the reception staff has changed over!