After winning my I made sure to take care of things…

The bets finally went my way for a change and I won! I should have my Louboutin’s soon and my new sex toy as well. Who doesn’t love winning?!?!

But On the way home from the bar, to our Suite, I made sure to take care of things. I was feeling very good, very slutty and very giving…

So leaving the bar, I waited until we got on the freeway…leaned over, unzipped his pants, pulled his penis out…and I sucked his dick. I know I won, but I still felt a thank you was in order. I was a tad high, so I felt like giving the “porn experience” BJ….making sure to be loud, sloppy, wet….and very vocal…..and also thankful. He had jeans on so I didn’t have great access to his balls, unfortunately….but I had full access to his cock. Maybe it was the gummy…but sometimes a penis just tastes so damn good, mixed with precum and enthusiasm…or perhaps I was just horny, lol.

I sucked him so good too…I won, but he honored his bet and paid 1000 bucks for my heels and he’ll will be paying another good chunk for my toys. I figured he deserved a thank you BJ. I generally swallow, but when I popped him out of my mouth to say something dirty - he shot his first load all over my face, lol…..I quickly capped his penis with my mouth and jerked the rest of his nectar out of his balls, up his shaft and into my mouth…despite my face already being a mess. The trick there is to stroke and wipe at the same time, smearing it over his cock while I finish sucking it….and hoping he doesn’t wreck and kill me lol.

I cleaned up his cock and my face, tucked it back in and sat back up. He said “That was the most expensive blowjob I’ve ever had”….lol I said “I believe buying me a house was”. When we got to the hotel I made sure to walk in front. I had my 4” shiny Bronco’s blue heels on, tight jeans and a full cleavage Broncos shirt on….I needed to be fucked…it was my turn. I want to flaunt and basically be in heat.

Except…we got to the room and he went straight to the shower, lol. So I grabbed my black night dress and put it on….and kept my heels on. I turned the night game on and waited on the bed. When I heard the shower turn off…I scooched to the end of the bed, on my side. For some reason I wanted to be fucked on my side, so I figured I’d give him standing access to me and a super sexy sideview.

He came out naked, me still on my side…I pointed my heels at him and said he could fuck me. He wasted no time getting hard and I said “put your cock inside me”. I fully expected him to want anal, but he didn’t go for it. He dropped to his knees and tasted me, which was perfect…I had Pina colada oils on (I love scented oils). I was already wet and I just wanted to be fucked. “Fuck me” I said….so he stood up at the end of the bed, picked me up a bit (I’m small) and tossed me around enough to position me better to fuck me, still on my side where I wanted to be. I loved every second of it.

He inserted himself quickly…it felt so fucking wonderful. All afternoon I had been tense from the game, the bet and then the winning. I NEEDED IT…I had to release it all. There’s nothing like being fucked in the right position, at the right time…and when tension is built the way I had it. I could be fucked like that forever…I sometimes wish there was a line of men out the hotel door to tap in, when needed. I came 4 times….at one point I was basically in a fetal position, my heels fell off when my toes completely curled and locked up, a mouthful of pillow, me gripping his wrist on my hip and clawing him nearly enough to draw blood. I had to hold my boobs with my other hand, they’re big and that can hurt with that fast of rhythm.

I cannot explain to you how hard I came…I am 100% certain our neighbors heard me in the other suite. In my fetus position…I slobbered all over my pillow, shivered all over his cock and sprayed him and the hotel floor like a water hose…it looked like I peed on the floor, and I don’t care. It was worth every single shake, shiver and cum….I was so fucking feral that I wouldn’t have cared who walked in at that moment…just DON’T STOP FUCKING ME. After I came down and caught my breath, I shifted to the floor on my toes and sucked him until he was soft again. Goddammit I needed that. You know that feeling right after you cum and had great sex just after you fucking NEEDED IT? Yes…that feeling. Ugh…

I hopped back on the bed, took off my lingerie and said “clean that all up…I expect to be woken up being fucked tonight”. He cleaned the area and himself of my cum, and climbed into bed. The entire suite smelled like my cum, lol. If you’re wondering, yes…I woke up around 3am being fucked, like he was told to do. There’s just something about middle of the night coma sex….ugh. What a day. Being feral is both a curse and a blessing.

Here I am this morning thinking we might need to make another bet on one of the games today…and revisit this fun tonight. I’m still feral. [email protected]