Content Advisory: Erotic, Anal Sex, Oral Sex
The text message gave her a room number. The
hotel was always the same, a swanky place in downtown. The street lights
reflected off the window of the cab and she avoided returning the driver’s gaze
as he stared at her in the rearview mirror.
Stale smoke and cheap perfume assaulted her
senses and she hoped it wouldn’t cling to her when she got out. Caleb always
sent for her when he visited the city, usually once a month. He didn’t pay her
anymore, they were beyond that. Now he lavished her with expensive gifts and
paid for her flat, fair exchange for letting him fuck her in the ass once a
month.
The cab driver stopped in the valet area of the
hotel and turned around. He smiled, revealing crooked, yellow teeth set in fat
lips. He was disgusting. “Twenty bucks.”
Alexis handed him a fifty, careful not to
actually touch him. “Keep the change.” She let herself out before he could come
around and open her door. With her overnight bag slung over her shoulder, she
made her way through the lobby, her stiletto heels clicking on marble like a
marching band announcing her arrival. The elevator was empty and she checked
her lipstick in the mirrored door and smoothed her auburn hair.
She used to be a whore, albeit the high class
type. Now, she only serviced him. She could fuck whomever she pleased but not
for money. That was Caleb’s only demand in their arrangement. She figured he
had a girl in every port, so to speak. It didn’t bother her. She wasn’t
emotionally attached to him. He was business.
Rapping her knuckles on the door, she looked up
the hallway and back the other way, not a soul in sight. Caleb opened the door and stood aside. “Come
in.”
He was nice looking, in his late forties, killer
body and a huge dick. It was hardly a chore to fuck him and he treated her like
royalty. If that made her a slut, so be it.
Alexis touched his cheek as she strode past him.
“How have you been, love?”
He closed the door and slid the security bolt. “I’ve
been good. Busy as usual. How about you?”
The table by the window held a bucket of ice
with a bottle of Dom Perignon perched precariously inside. Two glasses, each
containing a half of a strawberry, sat beside it.
“I’ve been good.” She removed her coat and
draped it over the back of one of the chairs. Caleb had bought her the black
dress she wore tonight. There wasn’t much to it, black silk with spaghetti
straps. She didn’t wear a bra or panties because she knew he liked that.
He moved in behind her and touched her
shoulders, kissing the side of her neck. “Champagne?”
Alexis nodded. “Yes, please.”
He popped
the top on the Dom and filled both glasses, handing her one. The two top
buttons on this shirt were undone. He was always dressed nice but not business suit nice. She didn’t ask what
line of work he was in. She didn’t care.
No other champagne compared to Dom Perignon. She
savored the bubbles dancing over her tongue, tickling her throat. “Thank you.”
“Are you hungry? I can order up something for
you.”
“No. I ate earlier. I just want you.” She licked
her lips and stuck her finger down into her glass to pluck the strawberry out.
Holding it up to her mouth, she ran her tongue along the edge and sucked the
end of it, letting it slide in and out between her lips.
Caleb raised an eyebrow. “That’s my girl. Never wasting
time.” He took her glass and set it on the table with his own. “I want those
lips on my cock.”
She dropped the strawberry back into her glass
and reached for the buttons on his shirt, quickly disrobing him.
He slipped his jeans off and kicked them aside. A
light sprinkling of fine hair covered his chest and made a trail down to his
dick.
With her heels on, she was tall enough to kiss
him on the lips without craning her neck. Her hand slid down his chest to grip
his cock. She circled her thumb over the head, spreading the fluid already
there. He was hot and heavy in her hand and she stroked him slowly, squeezing
tightly at the base and working her way back up.
He groaned and grabbed her tit, rubbing his palm
over her nipple. The sensation slid down her body and settled in her cunt. She
loved the familiarity with him. He wanted to please her as much as she wanted
to please him. He pinched the hard peak through the slippery fabric, rolling it
between his thumb and forefinger.
Backing up toward the bed, he worked a hand into
the back of her hair, wrapping his fist around a handful. “Suck my cock.”
Alexis slipped her shoes off, pushed him back on
the bed and crawled to his hip. He liked her to suck him from that angle so he
could play with her pussy while she blew him. Leaning over him, she gripped his
dick with her hand and sucked the head into her mouth, swirling her tongue
around, paying careful attention to the sensitive spot on the underside.
“Oh, Jesus.” He moaned and put his hand on the
back of her head. “That feels so good.”
The salty taste of his slippery fluid coated her
tongue and her pussy salivated. She bobbed her head, taking his full length
into her throat and pulling out again, squeezing her lips to create friction.
He lifted her dress over her hips and rubbed her
ass. “You’re so fucking beautiful.” He slipped a finger between her legs and
invaded her folds. “You’re so wet for me, Lexi. Spread a little more, I want to
finger you.”
She kept sucking him and scooted her knees apart.
She gasped on his cock when he drove two fingers into her hard.
He slid them in and out a few times before
spreading her wetness up to her clit. The gentle pressure and light sweeps sent
her into a tailspin, her cunt throbbed. He knew how to make her come. She
moaned and cupped his balls, pulling gently on them.
He pushed his fingers back inside her, keeping
his thumb on her clit. That tight sensation crept through her body and thumped
against his hand. Her pussy gripped his fingers as the spasm tore through her.
“Ooh, yeah. Come, baby.” He rammed his fingers
in deeper, rubbing her G-spot, intensifying her orgasm.
She lifted her head from his cock to moan and
stroked him in rhythm with the waves of pleasure he was giving her. “Damn,” she
hissed through gritted teeth. The tremors subsided and she licked up the side
of his dick, biting the tip.
“Take off the dress,” he said, stroking her
hair.
She rose to her knees and pulled it over her
head and tossed it on the floor. Her breathing was still fast and shallow.
He smiled. “On your back. I want to fuck you.”
She leaned against a pillow and opened her legs.
He climbed up her body, biting her flesh lightly
until his cock was positioned against her. He reached down to rub it over her
slit before burying it deep inside her with one thrust.
She cried out and dug her nails into his back. “Oh,
God. Mmm.” She never had to fake it with Caleb. He was big and he knew how to
use what God gave him. She moved her hips with him, meeting his thrusts, taking
him as deep as she could.
“You’re so god damned tight. I’m going to come
soon.” He increased the pace, slamming into her over and over with bruising
force.
She whimpered and held onto him, locking her ankles
around his back, absorbing his thrusts.
He sucked at her lip before slipping his tongue
into her mouth. His hand cradled her face softly and he slowed his hips to pump
slow and deep now. “I need to fuck your ass. I want to come in that sweet hole.”
“Okay,” she whispered.
He rolled off her and onto his back. “Bring that
tight ass to me.”
She got up and grabbed the lube from her bag.
She was plenty wet but with his size, she still needed a little more. She
climbed over him and squeezed some of the slippery liquid onto her fingers. Massaging
it over her ass, she slid a finger past the tight ring and worked it in and out
to loosen her up.
Caleb caressed her thighs and worked his hands
up her body to knead her breasts. “You’re perfect.”
Satisfied that she was ready, she angled herself
over him and guided his cock to her ass. She let the weight of her body press
against him. They’d done this many times and it still hurt a little at first.
She leaned forward to put her hands on his chest. She lifted up and slid back
down a few times before letting her body drop and taking him all the way
inside. She panted and stared at his face.
His dark eyes bore into her. “You okay?” He
always asked that.
She nodded, unable to find her voice.
With her affirmation, he gripped her hips and
fucked her hard. His jaw tensed. “You squeeze me so tight. I have to come now.”
“Okay, okay.” She tangled her fingers in his
chest hair and pulled.
He held her waist and pushed up into her deep, closing
his eyes. His mouth fell open as he spilled his seed in her ass. He breathed hard. “Fucking incredible.”
She smiled and lay on his chest.
He kissed the top of her head. “I have something
for you.”
“Yeah?” She didn’t move. Her body throbbed like
it always did after he fucked her. “What is it?”
He gently rolled her off of him and reached over
to the drawer in the nightstand. “Close your eyes.”
She lay on her side and did as he asked.
“Here.”
She looked.
He dangled a car key in the air. “I bought you a
new ride.”
She fingered the Mercedes symbol on the key fob.
“Thank you, sweetheart.”
“Anything for you, baby.” He kissed her cheek.
Look for Melissa’s next short story on November
23, 2012!
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~ Melissa Ecker ~
Copyright © 2012
Melissa Ecker
All rights reserved. This is a work of fiction. All names, characters,
locations, and incidents are products of the author’s imagination, or have been
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events is entirely coincidental. No portion of this work may be transmitted or
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