A Rough Lover
I stayed in Seattle again at the same hotel that I teased the folks in the bar across the street. I met a man at the hotel bar, found him quite charming, and invited him up to my room after a few drinks. I rarely did that, but I thought this man was very nice.
We went in and slowly undressed each other. When I was naked, he pushed me back on the bed hard. I was a little surprised by his forcefulness. The nice man from the bar turned into a bit of a monster in bed. Everything was rough, how he forced my head on his cock, how he entered me. He was pounding the living daylights out of me. This was definitely the hardest I had ever been fucked, and I’d been fucked by some very excited fraternity brothers.
I turned my head and saw that across the street there was a man in his room, lights fully on, sitting in a chair, with his cock in his hand, stroking it slowly. Seeing that we were being watched caused me to get very turned on.
My rough lover then took his tie that he had laid on the bed, wrapped it around my neck, and started to choke me. I started cumming immediately. I know it sounds crazy, but being helpless, having him driving into me like a pile driver, and having a man watch us just pushed me over the edge. When he started to choke me, I saw my vision go black and white, narrow to a couple of inches, and then black. I guess he let go as soon as I went limp, and started to Death Rattle.
When I came to, I was in a daze. He grabbed my hair, got off of me, turned me over on my stomach, and started to slam his cock into me again. I was just being used. He really didn’t need me, he could have used a blow-up doll and done just as well. I, on the other hand, was very surprised at my bodies reaction. I wanted it harder.
I was hoping the man in the next hotel was still there, watching me take this man’s fury. I looked over, he was standing up now, still beating off only faster. Again the man wrapped the tie around my neck. I heard him grunt as he pulled hard on the ends. Wham, my climax took over me. I was out of control, and I loved it. I thought my head would explode, and then...darkness.
I woke up to knocking on the door. My rough partner was nowhere to be found. All that was left of him was his tie, still wrapped around my neck. I guess he wanted to leave me a souvenir. I wondered how long I had been out? I staggered to the door and opened it. I didn't even care that I was naked. The hotel desk clerk said, “There was a noise complaint and I wondered if everything was okay?" I was trying to get my bearings, so I just said I didn’t know what he was talking about.
Then I got very dizzy and started to sway. The clerk caught me and led me to the bed. He laid me down. I was very woozy from being choked. I then felt hands touching my breasts. I remember that it felt nice after Mr. Hit and Run. Soft lips started to suck my nipples. I heard myself moan. Then I felt him get on the bed, spread my legs, and start touching my pussy. His fingers softly spread my pussy lips, and he used the cum inside me to smoothly slide his finger over my clit. It felt so good.
I felt him fumbling around. He took his shirt off, then undid his belt and zipper of his pants, and then he slowly entered me. My back arched and I moaned even louder. It felt so good. I was very dizzy. I just laid there, his thrusts moving me back and forth in jerks. He grabbed the ends of the tie and started to pull. I looked him in the eye and said, “If you don’t know what you’re doing, don’t do it.” He let go.
I looked at the man across the way. He was just sitting in his chair watching me, his cock flaccid. I wondered what had made him cum?
I thought I would pass out, but forced myself to stay awake. I focused on the window and saw our reflection, my legs high and spread. I saw that each trust caused me to move forward, then when he would come almost out of me, I would go to my original position. I felt my climax building in my pussy. I looked at the man across the way and felt my back arch up and go stiff. I was holding the clerk’s back tightly, my nails clawing marks down the sides of him so deep he started to bleed. I remember thinking, “If he’s married, he’s in trouble. If he’s single, he’ll have something to show his buddies.”
It was a rough love night for everyone. He came hard with a grunt, and and slammed into me. I just lay there. I couldn’t move. Even after 20 fraternity brothers, I never felt like this. He got off me, got dressed, gave me a kiss and left. I passed out.
When I woke up, it was morning. My head, and neck really hurt. I took a long bath, thinking about the night before. I had really been ridden hard. From when I was 14 I realized I liked rough sex starting with the priest jamming that crucifix into my pussy and ass, then when my mechanic friends would brutalize this young girl. I just loved it. I guess I never changed.
We went in and slowly undressed each other. When I was naked, he pushed me back on the bed hard. I was a little surprised by his forcefulness. The nice man from the bar turned into a bit of a monster in bed. Everything was rough, how he forced my head on his cock, how he entered me. He was pounding the living daylights out of me. This was definitely the hardest I had ever been fucked, and I’d been fucked by some very excited fraternity brothers.
I turned my head and saw that across the street there was a man in his room, lights fully on, sitting in a chair, with his cock in his hand, stroking it slowly. Seeing that we were being watched caused me to get very turned on.
My rough lover then took his tie that he had laid on the bed, wrapped it around my neck, and started to choke me. I started cumming immediately. I know it sounds crazy, but being helpless, having him driving into me like a pile driver, and having a man watch us just pushed me over the edge. When he started to choke me, I saw my vision go black and white, narrow to a couple of inches, and then black. I guess he let go as soon as I went limp, and started to Death Rattle.
When I came to, I was in a daze. He grabbed my hair, got off of me, turned me over on my stomach, and started to slam his cock into me again. I was just being used. He really didn’t need me, he could have used a blow-up doll and done just as well. I, on the other hand, was very surprised at my bodies reaction. I wanted it harder.
I was hoping the man in the next hotel was still there, watching me take this man’s fury. I looked over, he was standing up now, still beating off only faster. Again the man wrapped the tie around my neck. I heard him grunt as he pulled hard on the ends. Wham, my climax took over me. I was out of control, and I loved it. I thought my head would explode, and then...darkness.
I woke up to knocking on the door. My rough partner was nowhere to be found. All that was left of him was his tie, still wrapped around my neck. I guess he wanted to leave me a souvenir. I wondered how long I had been out? I staggered to the door and opened it. I didn't even care that I was naked. The hotel desk clerk said, “There was a noise complaint and I wondered if everything was okay?" I was trying to get my bearings, so I just said I didn’t know what he was talking about.
Then I got very dizzy and started to sway. The clerk caught me and led me to the bed. He laid me down. I was very woozy from being choked. I then felt hands touching my breasts. I remember that it felt nice after Mr. Hit and Run. Soft lips started to suck my nipples. I heard myself moan. Then I felt him get on the bed, spread my legs, and start touching my pussy. His fingers softly spread my pussy lips, and he used the cum inside me to smoothly slide his finger over my clit. It felt so good.
I felt him fumbling around. He took his shirt off, then undid his belt and zipper of his pants, and then he slowly entered me. My back arched and I moaned even louder. It felt so good. I was very dizzy. I just laid there, his thrusts moving me back and forth in jerks. He grabbed the ends of the tie and started to pull. I looked him in the eye and said, “If you don’t know what you’re doing, don’t do it.” He let go.
I looked at the man across the way. He was just sitting in his chair watching me, his cock flaccid. I wondered what had made him cum?
I thought I would pass out, but forced myself to stay awake. I focused on the window and saw our reflection, my legs high and spread. I saw that each trust caused me to move forward, then when he would come almost out of me, I would go to my original position. I felt my climax building in my pussy. I looked at the man across the way and felt my back arch up and go stiff. I was holding the clerk’s back tightly, my nails clawing marks down the sides of him so deep he started to bleed. I remember thinking, “If he’s married, he’s in trouble. If he’s single, he’ll have something to show his buddies.”
It was a rough love night for everyone. He came hard with a grunt, and and slammed into me. I just lay there. I couldn’t move. Even after 20 fraternity brothers, I never felt like this. He got off me, got dressed, gave me a kiss and left. I passed out.
When I woke up, it was morning. My head, and neck really hurt. I took a long bath, thinking about the night before. I had really been ridden hard. From when I was 14 I realized I liked rough sex starting with the priest jamming that crucifix into my pussy and ass, then when my mechanic friends would brutalize this young girl. I just loved it. I guess I never changed.
5 years ago
