On Monday, February 7th, I got an unexpected email.  It was from a guy I

had chatted with online a couple of months ago.  His email said that he

was in town for an overnight layover and that he was at the Embassy

Suites Hotel at Logan Airport and he would be leaving early in the

morning.  John acknowledged that it was short notice, but gave his cell

phone number and asked if I wanted to hook up.

 

Though the email had come earlier in the day, it was around two thirty

in the afternoon when I saw it.  I thought about it for a good half

hour before deciding what to do.  I called my sitter to see if she

could watch my son overnight, telling her I would be stuck at work

until late because of a situation that developed.  She agreed to take

my son, so I had that covered.  Next I told my boss I was having bad

cramps and I was allowed to leave a little early from work.  Before

leaving, I went to the ladies room and removed all of my clothing and

put my overcoat on and buttoned it all the way, stuffing my clothes

into my bag.  Nobody seemed to notice as I left that my legs were bare,

yet I was wearing slacks when I arrived.  Even if someone said

something, my excuse could explain why.

 

I arrived at the Logan Embassy Suites just before five and left

everything in my car except for my coat, high heels, and car keys and

called the cell number John gave me from the courtesy phone in the

lobby.  He answered right away and seemed surprised when he found out

it was me.  I guess because I had to turn him down when he was here

around Christmas.  I was out of town during the holidays, so I couldn't

meet him then.  I asked John what room he was in.  He told me 312 and

said he would see me soon.  I didn't tell him I was already at the

hotel.  I wanted him to be surprised.  I took an elevator to the third

floor and looked for his room.  I was nervous like a school girl on

prom night.  Except for a few emails and photos that we had exchanged,

we had never met, yet here I was almost naked to meet a stranger for

sex.  I was already aroused as I raised my hand to knock on 312.

 

John opened the door and smiled.  He was only wearing some sweatpants

with no shirt and had a body that would make most men envious.  "Your

photos didn't do you justice." I said as I ran my hand over his chest. 

His skin was the color of dark chocolate and he was built like an

athlete.  I placed my other hand on his chest and he pulled me closer

for a kiss. "How long do you have?" John asked. "I'm here for the

night." I replied. I noticed a wedding ring on his left hand, but I

didn't say anything.  I didn't care that he was married, I was here to

have sex and I wasn't going to leave without it. "Why don't we get you

out of that coat?" He said as he began to unfasten the buttons, from

the bottom up.  You should have seen the look on his face as he undid

the last button and slid the jacket off my shoulders, letting it fall

to the floor, leaving me standing there in nothing but my high heels. "I

think you're a little overdressed."  I told him, as I slipped off my

shoes. I kneeled in front of him and pulled his sweatpants down to his

ankles putting me face to face with his penis.  I suspected he wasn't

wearing briefs and now I was sure.  John had a thick, uncircumcised

cock that looked fairly long in its limp state.  I gave it a gentle

lick.  It twitched.  I licked it again then took the tip into my mouth.

 I didn't care if he was ready or not.  I wanted to see just how big

his cock was, so I began one hell of a blowjob. After a couple of

minutes, John pulled me to my feet and we kissed.  Then he grabbed me

by the waist and flipped me upside down, putting my face back at his

cock and my pussy in his face where he began licking me.  I now knew

that all his muscles were for much more than show.  I deep throated as

much of his cock as I could fit, getting nearly all of it down my

throat.  John used his whiskers on my labia, driving me wild.  He had a

nice big cock and I couldn't wait to ride him.  After a few more

minutes of sixty-nine, John laid me on the bed and climbed on top of

me.  He pinched and nibbled on my nipples as he worked his way up my

body, stopping when the tip of his cock touched my labia.  He paused

there. "Stick it in, please." I begged. He took his cock in his hand

and stroked it up and down my labia, ever so slightly between them.  He

got a big grin on his face and pushed inside me as far as he could.  It

felt heavenly and I had my first orgasm.  John still had an inch or two

of his shaft left out in the cold when he was bottomed out in my pussy.

 I told him to keep pushing.  "Let's see if we can get it all in." I

said. With allot of grimacing on my part, John managed to bury his

entire cock in my cunt before beginning a nice rhythm to fuck me.  He

gave me multiple orgasms for the next half hour, literally fucking my

brains out, until he brought himself to an orgasm and unloaded his seed

inside me.  He collapsed on top of me, his cock going soft in my pussy,

and we kissed and cuddled for a while.

 

I talked John into ordering a snack and refreshments from room service

so we could keep our strength up.  "Once we have eaten, I'll be ready

for more sex." I told John.  He wanted me to cover up before room

service arrived, but I didn't see any need.  "Don't worry about it." I

said.  "I've done this dozens of times and they don't even ask for a

tip."  John slipped his sweats back on just as there was a knock at the

door.  I opened it butt naked and took the tray from the guy and let

John sign for it.  He slapped and squeezed my ass as we passed each

other in the doorway.  A nice touch, I thought, letting the waiter know

exactly what was going on.  John closed the door after signing the

ticket, and the guy never spoke a word, just stood there staring with

his mouth open. "Wow that was sexy." John said. Before he could sit

back down, I yanked his sweats off him again and grabbed hold of his

cock.  "I hope you’re almost ready for more." I teased and pecked him on

the mouth.  We ate our snack and rehydrated ourselves.  "Do you have a

couple of ties with you?" I asked while examining the headboard on the

bed.  "I have several." John answered.  "Why?" "If you have enough, I

want you to tie me up and fuck me again."  I told him with an evil

grin. Boy did his eyes light up.  John pulled a couple ties from his

suitcase and placed the first one on me as a blindfold.  Then he pushed

me face down onto the bed and tied my arms and legs spread eagle. "You

can do anything you want to me and I love being spanked." I told him.

John landed a light slap on my ass. "I hope you can do better than

that.  Harder." I said.  He spanked me again, this time much harder. 

My ass began to warm from the sting. "Again please." I told him.  John

struck my other cheek, causing it to begin warming.  I started to purr.

 He spanked me a couple more times and then position his cock against

my pussy.  John smacked my ass really hard a couple times as he pushed

his cock inside, giving me a great orgasm.  He proceeded to fuck my

pussy for the next half hour, occasionally slapping my ass and thighs,

and giving me several orgasms. Then, out of nowhere, John started

teasing my asshole with his thumb, rubbing little circles against my

sphincter before pushing it in my ass.  He was still fucking my pussy,

and having both holes penetrated made me cum loudly.  I love anal sex,

but John had no way of knowing, but apparently figured it out on his

own.  After my body stopped quivering, John pulled out of me and placed

his tip against my rectum and teased me with it. "Do it." I said. 

"Fuck my ass." After a couple of minutes of additional teasing, he

obliged my request and pushed into my ass in one steady stroke.  It

felt like he was splitting me in half.  He was so big and it felt so

good.  He fucked my asshole for what seemed like an eternity.  I don't

know how many orgasms I had, but he was giving it to me good.  When

John seemed satisfied with fucking me on the bed, he untied me and kept

me blindfolded as he pressed me against the window and continued

fucking my ass, giving a full frontal show to whoever looked up.  I

wish I could have watched just to see how many, if any, people saw me

getting fucked.  It would have been a tremendous turn on knowing that

someone was watching.  After another long ass fucking, John finally

erupted in me, flooding my bowels with hot cum.  It felt incredible and

I moaned loudly as I came again.

 

The hotel must not have had many guests this night.  As loud as I was

moaning during the hours of sex we engaged in, we should have gotten a

knock on the door about complaints from our neighbors.  Perhaps they

did hear and listened and enjoyed it.  No one will ever know.

 

When I seemed to be making too much noise for John's taste, he laid me

on my back with my head off the edge of the bed and proceeded to fuck

my mouth and throat.  When I was sucking his cock earlier, I couldn't

get the whole thing in my mouth.  John didn't let that stop him.  He

forced his cock all the way in.  I was choking and gagging at first,

but he didn't stop and it only took a minute or so before I got use to

it.  He fucked my throat until he came, shooting some of it down my

throat, and the rest across my face and in my hair.  My jaw ached when

he pulled out, so I was quiet for some time after.  I guess that's one

way to silence my moans.

 

John turned me on the bed and tied me up again and started sucking and

nibbling on my nipples.  His nibbling soon turned into chewing and he

bit down pretty hard on my nipples.  I thought he was going to draw

blood.  After spending several minutes on each nipple, John started

chewing on my tits, sucking the one into his mouth and biting down, and

then chewing on it as he let bit by bit slip out.  Then he switched to

my other tit and did the same.  I could clearly see teeth marks on my

tits from his actions.  That doesn't mean I was not enjoying it, because I

was. He continued torturing my breasts for a while longer before

sliding down to lick my pussy again.  At first he was gentle, just

licking and sucking on my labia, but soon he started biting my pussy

like he did to my tits.  He would suck one side of my inner labia into

his mouth and chew and bite down on it, then switch sides.  When he

sucked my clit into his mouth and started rubbing his tongue all over it, I

started a long, intense orgasm.  Then he bit down hard on my clit,

still rubbing it, and I screamed while my body shuddered.  It was a

good five minutes before my orgasm subsided, and that's when John eased

up on my pussy.

 

He untied me and rolled me onto my stomach and parted my legs, taking a

position between them.  John started to lick and suck, nibble and bite,

on my thighs and ass.  His sucking was very much like getting a hickee

back in school from my first boyfriend, so I knew he was going to leave

a mark.  When he seemed content with marking my backside, he stood me

up and bent me over his lap.  At first, he was playing with my asshole,

but he soon revealed the real purpose for putting me in that position

and proceeded to give me a spanking.  It wasn't a spanking like one

might get from their parents when they were in trouble, this was hard,

loud, and brutal.  Every few minutes he would pause and finger my ass

or pussy, making me think he was done, but then he would smack my ass

again.  Once he had thoroughly reddened my ass, he started working down

onto my thighs until they were warm and red too.  I had a couple

orgasms due to my spanking, which only made John slap me harder.  I

guess he didn't intend for me to be enjoying myself, but I was

nevertheless.

 

When John finished my spanking, he bent me over one of the desk chairs

and tied my wrists and ankles to it.  He then proceeded to fuck all

three of my holes, spending a few minutes in each one before moving to

another.  I'm not sure how long this went on, but I guess it was over

an hour.  When John finally was able to get himself off again, he used

my hair to jerk himself off and then deposited his entire load in my

hair and rubbed it in.  He sat on the bed for a few minutes, and then

went to the bathroom.  I didn't know if he was done yet, or if he was

merely taking a break.  I was still bound to the chair awaiting my fate

either way.  Awhile later John returned from the bathroom and smacked

my ass good and hard.  Then he untied me and lay on the bed.   I took

my place beside him and kissed his cheek.

 

After having sex every which way that John wanted, we finally spooned

and fell asleep.  I was happy and content and I hoped John was pleased

with me so that we might meet again.  I don't know how long we fucked,

but it was well into the wee hours of the morning.  I was fucked raw

and tired and sweaty, and slept like the dead.

 

I woke up as it started to get light the next morning.  I rolled over to

cuddle with John and discovered that I was alone.  I know he said he

was flying out early, but I expected him to at least wake me to say

goodbye before going.  I called in sick to work before falling back

into my slumber, sleeping until the maid came in to clean the room.  It

was nearly eleven, checkout time, so I got up and slipped on my coat

and carried my shoes to leave.  The maid looked at me with disgust,

like I was a whore or a prostitute as I put on my coat.  I can't blame

her.  I wasn't expecting to stay as long as I did, so getting caught

naked and wearing almost nothing as I left just happened.  I didn't even button

my coat as I slipped past her and I gave her a smile like I had an

incredible time as well as a full frontal flash and strutted down the

hallway to the elevator.  I had dried cum in my hair and cum leaking from

my pussy and ass.  It has been quite a while since I took the walk of

shame, but here I was doing just that.  Just wait until she sees all of

the cum stains left on the sheets, I thought to myself.

 

When I got home and examined myself in a mirror, I discovered bite marks

remaining on my ass and thighs, as well as the ones on my tits and my

ass was still beet red, hours after my spanking.  At least there

weren't any marks that would show when I was clothed for work.  I took

a quick hot shower and went to bed to get some rest before my son gets

home from school.