My massage therapy   added 7 years ago    

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Being in college is expensive and I was going to need some more money to keep myself going. I emailed my previous "friend" to see if he would be interested in another meeting. Fortunately for me, he was and he happened to have a hotel room booked for that following Friday evening. He also hinted that he was going to have a difficult week and would be looking to relax that night. Even more fortunately for me, helping guys relax is a specialty of mine!



 
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When Friday night came around, I spent some time putting some red highlights in my otherwise jet-black hair and I put on a very tight red Chinese-style dress and left for the hotel. It was tough to walk in that dress, but I guess that's the point. I got to the hotel a few minutes early and sat in the lobby for a bit and watched people walk by. I thought about all those people going into anonymous, indistinct rooms and tried to imagine why they were here. How many of these people were having torrid, illicit affairs? How many of them would wash cum and sex off of themselves in anonymous, indistinct showers? Will anyone else get paid to suck someone off in this hotel this weekend?


The elevator doors opened and I got out and walked down a long hallway of identical doors until I found his room. I knocked and he opened it wearing a robe. Without saying a word, I went inside. I saw the envelope on the dresser. Same kind as last time. A plain white envelope with cash inside. "What am I doing?" I thought. "Is this who I am? A slut who services guys for money?" As if to answer my question, he laid down on the bed and opened his robe. He wasn't wearing anything underneath. "Massage me," he commanded. "You know where."


I walked over to where he was lying and started to stroke his cock. It quickly started to stiffen but was still dry. "It's too dry," he said. The dress made it tough to lean over or bend down, so I had to carefully lower myself down until I could take his cock into my mouth. I sucked it for a few minutes until it got rock hard in my mouth and then I licked it all over. I tried to make it as wet and slippery as I could and then I started to stroke it again. My hand slid up and down the length of his cock and he closed his eyes and put his hands behind his head. I spent the next few minutes just rubbing him with one hand while I massaged his balls with my other. My right hand got slippery with his precum while I used my left palm to press on his balls and my fingers stroked the part of his ass that was exposed to me.


As he started getting closer, he stopped me and sat up on the edge of the bed. He roughly pushed me down onto my knees, nearly ripping my dress. I looked up at him, waiting for my next instruction but it was not forthcoming. Instead, he grabbed my head with both of his hands and pulled it down into his lap. I took him into my mouth, although I didn't have much of a choice, and he pumped my head up and down. After only a few seconds of this rough treatment, I heard him get very close. I put both of my hands on his thighs and got ready. The first blast of warmth hit the back of my throat and slid down. I sucked as hard as I could and the next few swirled down my tongue and I swallowed them. When he finished, he kept my head in his crotch and I flicked the underside of his shaft with my tongue until he released me.


"You're an attentive slut," he said as he laid down again after spending himself down my throat. "Now dry me off with that that hair you spent so much time on." I hesitated for a second and he grabbed some of my hair in his hand and pulled me down. I took my hair into my hand and wiped cum and saliva off of his cock. I rubbed my hair around his balls and in his pubes until his whole crotch was dry. It was very degrading to clean him up with my hair but that's something I'm going to have to deal with when giving head for money. He started drifting off to sleep and in a heavy voice he said, "come back tomorrow night and plan to stay a few hours."




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Location: A hotel room | Roleplay: Hooker/me
Fulfillment: I will tell you later | Nature: Humiliating