It had been another long day of endless meetings before the conference finally ended. I was downstairs in the hotel lounge nursing my beer when, to my surprise, the hot blonde that I’d been watching appeared beside me. Smiling, she reached into her jeweled purse and pulled out a hotel room keycard. Biting her bottom lip, she put it in my shirt pocket and patted it. “Give me ten minutes,” she said, and then turned and left without another word.

Ten minutes later, I was standing in front of the door matching the room key. A swipe and the door clicked open. I stepped inside and waiting for me, was the blonde from downstairs.

“Right on time,” she said. She kissed me hard and grabbed my ass with a squeeze. She broke the kiss a moment later. “Okay, here are the rules. I don’t want to know your name or anything about you. I just want your cock. I want you to fuck me hard and deep. I have three holes waiting for you, pick whichever you prefer. You can use one, two, or all three, I don’t care. Just make me your slut, your whore, your fucktoy – understand?” she said, looking directly at me.

How could I refuse such an offer? “Fine with me, slut. Now get out of that dress,” I said in my most commanding voice. She smiled and began undressing obediently.

She was gorgeous ... five foot six inches tall with long blonde hair and sparkling blue eyes wrapped in a hot 34-27-34 framework. She stood there as I admired her for a moment, taking in the vision before me. But she wasn’t there to just be pretty – she had made my part perfectly clear.

Grabbing her roughly and throwing her onto the bed, she landed on her back with a giggle. I knelt between her legs and saw her well-trimmed pussy was already glistening with excitement. Without any further hesitation, I lowered my face to her crotch and gave that wet slit a good long lap with the flat of my tongue.

“Ohhh, fuucck!” she moaned as she raised her hips to meet my mouth. With the introductions over, I burrowed my face deeper into her sweet musky pussy and began eating her in earnest. My blonde squirmed and writhed as I made a meal of her tender cunt, pausing every so often to judge how I was doing.

“You like the way I’m eating your cunt, slut? You want me to keep going?” I growled.

“Yes! Oh god yes, please! Please eat my cunt!” she moaned loudly. I could see the dirty talk was turning her on even more.

I pushed her legs apart and up over her head, “Keep these out of my way slut,” I told her and she grabbed her ankles and held them tightly, moaning again. I resumed my meal, but this time I added a twist. As I licked her pussy lips and flicked the tip of my tongue over her clit, I shoved two fingers deep into her hot wet hole, curling the tips up to rub her sensitive g-spot.