At Your Service

I kneel upon the bed, a blindfold over my eyes and my bare ass raised. I listen for the sound of the door opening, wondering who will walk in. I placed the ad, inviting any who wish to come here, to this hotel room, and use me as they see fit. Perhaps no one saw it. Or, perhaps I am just impatient. I bit my lower lip, eager for someone to arrive.

I don't have to wait much longer before I hear the telltale sound of the door opening, followed by the sound of footsteps approaching the bed. I say nothing and neither do they. We both know the rules of engagement, here. My breath quickens as I hear his zipper lower and the faint rustle of jeans and boxers being adjusted. The head of his cock comes to rest upon my pussy lips, probing at the wet flesh there. It seems that he needs no encouragement, his shaft already hard and ready for the task at hand. Most likely, he had been considering this during the drive over, and was more than ready for a good fuck.

As his hands gripped my hips, I moaned and braced myself. I knew nothing of this man. What would this encounter be like? Would he take his time? Would this be a slow, sensuous ride as he savored every stroke? Or, would he hold my hips solidly in his hands, making me immobile as he plowed into me like an a****l, pounding until he was sated?

I didn't know and, honestly, either would be welcome. I only knew that I wanted his cock. I wanted to feel that steel length slide into me, claiming me as his own, if only for a few minutes. Whether he took his time or ravaged my pussy, it would end in the same, glorious moment. His voice growing deeper and more urgent as he drew closer to climax, his fingers digging into the soft flesh of my hips and he buried himself to the hilt in my eager pussy. And, it would end in a final cry, his cock buried as deep as he could in me, impaling me as he filled me with cum. He would remain like that for a few minutes after, twitching and throbbing, emptying the last precious drops inside of me.

Then, he would slide out. I could hear him silently clean up and pull away, leaving me there, just as he found me. My pussy glistening with his seed, my thighs slick with cum. And, I would wait for the next man to arrive, just as eager to accept him as I had the last.

I was only going to be there for a couple of hours. But, we would see how many lovely cocks I could take in that time...