Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357
No one in the crowded hotel lobby knew what I was there to do. They didn’t know under my black trench coat, I wore an emerald green, strappy lingerie set minus the panties. There was no way for them to tell that the garter belt holding my nude thigh-highs up framed my dripping, bald pussy. These facts only made me wetter as I stared at the elevator through the swarm of strangers.
Finally, the doors opened, and a petite brunette smiled at me. She strode toward me with purpose and waved a key card up. “Kayla?” I nodded, and she slapped the card into my hand. “He’s in room 309. Blindfolded and restrained. You have him for twenty-four hours, just his birthday. But remember, “The icy stare she pinned me with gave me chills. “He’s still my Husband. No matter how badly he wants you.”
Birthday Wishes Do Cum True
“Thanks,” I offered lightly. She gave me one last look over and sighed.
“I get why he likes you so much. Enjoy yourself.” And with that, she turned on her heels and exited the lobby. My heart was racing! My client, a man I’d cum with, shared secrets with, and never thought I’d meet, was upstairs right now. He was laid out like a sacrifice by his wife to make his birthday wishes come true, and he had no clue I was coming.
His wife called me a month ago and said she’d found out about us. Found our conversations on his phone, but she wasn’t mad. She said she understood he had needs she couldn’t fulfill and that every year on his birthday, she would tie him up in a hotel and let her friends fuck him. However, this year, she thought it would be way more exciting if I showed up instead of her friends. I couldn’t refuse. The idea was too delicious. We coordinated over the last few weeks, and here I stood. Minutes away from meeting him.
Now or Never
My heels felt stuck to the floor, but I finally got them moving and entered the elevator: third floor, Room 309. As I approached, the carpet swallowed the sound of my heels, and the keycard made only a soft click. I pushed the door open, and a gasp fell from my lips.
I had an idea of his appearance, but I didn’t expect him to be so glorious. All six foot four of my favorite man was stretched out for my pleasure. His wrists were chained to the headboard, widening his board shoulders and muscular pecs. She had blindfolded him as she said, but he also wore small ear pods in each ear, so he wasn’t aware I’d arrived. Standing by the door, I shed my trench coat and let my eyes devour him. Thick thighs were spread just a little so I could easily fondle his heavy balls. His massive cock rested semi-hard against his stomach and was already reaching his belly button. I swallowed tightly; how was I ever going to fit him inside of me?
Time To Reveal Myself
I neared the bed and stroked my nail over his thigh. He flinched in surprise but then let out a moan. I know he must assume I was one of his wife’s friends as he rested calmly. Silently confident in a way that somehow intimidated me. My hand smoothed up toward his cock, and I tested how my fingers fit around his girthy meat. He inhaled and said, “What took you so long.” I smiled at the sound of his familiar voice and watched his mouth. How I wanted to kiss him! I wanted desperately to share everything leading up to how I came to be here with him.
Instead, I leaned down and kissed his toned hip. Moving my mouth up his side as my hands explored him. His groans increased, and I climbed up to straddle him. My dripping slit rested over the ridged length of his massive cock, and I ground myself up and down. From base to tip, just letting his size part my lips but not enter me.
Then I leaned over his chest and flicked his right ear pod out to whisper, “Are you going to be a good Birthday girl for Mommy?” His body under me went stiff as his brain processed what it’d just heard. Instant panic seemed to race through him, and his head jerked toward me.
Riding The Surprise
“Kayla!?” I giggled with relief and slid my cunt down the underside of his shaft again, my body pinning his cock to his stomach. He was painfully hard under me now. “Are you Fucking kidding me? Take the blindfold off! Uncuff me!” He demanded with a need I’d never heard a man feel before.
“Shh, shh,” I rubbed his chest as I tried to soothe him. “Not till Mommy’s played with you for a while.”
His head slammed back into the pillow, and he tried with all his strong might to break the chains holding him under me. It was like riding a bucking bronco, but I held on. “Let me see you! Let me touch you! Kayla, I swear to God when I get out of these,” I pressed my mouth to his, and the searing hot kiss that ensued had us both cumming before I even pushed him inside of me.
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357