Chapter 2

The sun peaked through the window and Patrice’s eyes fluttered open, she looked around and noticed she wasn’t in her hotel room. Her heart raced as she remembered the events that occurred the previous night. She looked left and saw Dustin’s naked body under the covers. Oh my god, what did I do, she asked herself.

But something compelled her. She saw Dustin’s deflated cock and wanted to touch it one more time. She had to leave that day and go to her next location. And she didn’t know if she’d have the courage to ask another man to touch his cock. Besides, Dustin gave her an open invitation.

She eased closer to him, touched it. The more she massaged him, it filled and became stiff in her hand. His eyes opened to find Patrice bobbing her head up and down along his shaft, sweet, he thought. “Come here and ride my face,” he insisted.

So, she adjusted her pussy over his mouth and they were simultaneously giving each other oral pleasure. Once her body quivered from Dustin’s tongue she eased down and sat on his cock. She wanted to do like the girls in the videos. She leaned over and bounced her ass up and down, he watched her pussy glide on his shaft.

“Fuck yeah,” exclaimed Dustin as he thrust from below. He lifted her off his cock and placed her on the bed. He took her legs and opened them to a split. She had no idea her body could do that. She watched as he fed his delicious cock into her hungry pussy. It looked so pretty as she began to cream on him. He paused for a moment and sucked her tits while grinding slowly. He humped faster, taking her right leg and folding it, “Yeah, that’s it. I feel you.”

Her pussy contracted on his cock and he grunted just before he pulled out and erupted. He fell back onto the bed, “Um, fucking awesome.”

She turned to him, “I have to go now, but thank you for letting me see you.”

He watched as she left the bed, “Next time you visit, would love to do this again.”

She smiled and left.

Patrice arrived at her next assignment. She was certain that seeing Dustin’s cock was enough to quench her thirst for cock and that she’d never have another slip-up.

She went to work and gave her presentation with success. They were men there and she didn’t have any thoughts about their cocks. She thought she was good, but when she decided to go to the hotel pool area later that day, she saw a black man swimming all alone. Her mind immediately thought about his cock. Her hands became clammy, her forehead developed beads of sweat, thinking about tasting his cock and later riding him. She was about to leave, but he waved at her.

Her heart fluttered. Saying hello won’t hurt, she thought. She set her stuff on a lounge chair and entered the pool. The man swam over to where she was. He was attractive, dark brown sugar complexion, and had a great smile. He spoke with a Caribbean accent, “How are you today pretty lady.”

Even though she was in the pool, her pussy was even wetter than the water made it, “I’m fine, and you?”

“I can’t complain.” His eyes danced across her skin and she smiled nervously, took a few deep breaths to calm herself. They talked casually for a while and just as he was about to leave she said, “Wait.” She was nervous.