I sit down on the hotel bed. King size. Cool to the touch. My fingers trail along the edge of the bed as my mind wanders. I want you here already. Why must you work so late? You text me enroute to your destination. Enroute to me.
You text me saying, I want to write the alphabet on your clit with my tongue. Very effective.
I’ve never been properly licked. I whimper at the thought of it. 26 letters. I hope you’re fluent in other languages as well.
As always, once I step into a bedrooom I must get naked. Master’s orders. I slowly undress in front of the long mirror above the dresser. I admire the vibrant red corset and thong you bought for me. For this getaway. I admire my large breasts and my delicious ass. All perky, curvy, waiting for your hands and mouth. I admire my fishnets and garter belt, holding them up. I’ve never worn a garter before, and I hope you find it appealing.
My fingers touch my body, brush along my sensual curves, and linger where I want them most. I lie down on the bed, alone.
Spank me, Master.
The thought of you tying me down sends shivers down my back. I want you to softly tease me until I beg for you to fuck me. I want your tongue, fingers, cock to explore me as I lie there, motionless and bound. Honor me, your Slave, Master, as you would a Greek goddess who is here to fully please you. Love me.
As I lie there in my romantic lingerie, my fingers push aside my panties and touch swollen, moist lips. I sneak a finger inside. My mouth parts, expelling a light moan. I lick my lips as my finger teases the hole of my pussy. I want more than this. I don’t want to be alone.
Two fingers. My thumb lightly pads my clitoris. I want to cum, but I want to wait for my lovely Master. I text him, I want you. Now. I moan again as I finger-fuck myself. This isn’t enough this time. My other hand pinches my erect nipples. I moan again.
My fingers pick up speed. I ride my hand until I receive a message from Master. I’m at the door. I squeal excitedly as I jump off the bed and adjust my outfit. I’ve already got sex hair, I notice, as I lick my fingers and quickly touch up my makeup.
I open the door. xoxo