Page 12 of The Naughty List

He pushes down his jeans as he watches me, and kicks them to the side, still keeping his socks on. His dick is ok, but not exactly a monster. I drop to my knees as he presents it, gazing up at him with fluttering lashes as I open my mouth in invitation.

He thrusts his hips a couple of times before he gives it to me, as though he’s holding back a grand prize.

“Suck my dick, Holly,” he says finally, and I do what I’m told, gripping his thighs as I take him right the way to the back of my throat. In and out, I work him, lips popping, and tongue lapping, murmuring like his is the hottest cock I’ve had in my life.

My clit is still tingling, and my nipples are still hard, sure, but this is a game of Holly and not me. Inmygame, he’d be wrapping my hair around his fist and fucking my face like I’m the slut he’s paying me to be. He’d be talking filthy, and thrusting rough, and telling me how he’s going to make me earn every fucking penny. But no. User 1378 is just someone with a hard dick who fancies a goth girl. A fair enough fantasy, and I must be fulfilling it. It’s clear it won’t take all that much talent on my part to get him to spurt for me. I feel his balls tense after no time, and he pushes me away with afuck, wait.

Ok. It’s obvious that there won’t be a round two once he’s unloaded. He’s definitely a one load only kind of guy. I’ll have to be careful if I’m going to give him the full two hours he’s paying for…

I moan, reaching for his cock again, even though I know full well he’ll hold it away. He grins down at my enthusiasm, believing me.

“Not yet,” he says. “You’re too hot. You’ll make me come.”

“Maybe I could come first?” I ask. “I’d love to come in front of you. I want to show you how wet my pussy is before you slam your cock inside me.”

Slam might be an overstatement, but it’s clear he likes the concept. He smirks, then takes a swig of wine, right from the bottle.

“Yeah. Show me.”

I position myself on the bed, hitching my legs to show off my fishnets as well as my pussy. My eyes are on him as I splay my pussy lips with my fingers, demonstrating how wet I am, glistening.

“Please, help me,” I say, and he nods before putting down the wine bottle. He sits next to me on the bed, and I let him take over my pussy play, wrapping my arms around his neck to pull him in for another long round of wet kisses. I could do this all night. It’s easy.

He doesn’t exactly find my clit and work the right spot, but he gives it some effort, at least. He pushes three fingers inside me, and that feels good, so I shift my angle until I like it even more, rocking myself against him. When he’s working a good rhythm I guide him down by his shoulders, murmuring on purpose.

“You’re so fucking good,” I say. “This is so hot. It’s so fucking hot. Please, kiss my tits like that.”

ForHollyitishot. He plays with me and I tease his dick as he switches his kisses from my tits to my mouth, on a repeat cycle. I guide his hand, so his thumb is against my clit again, but he doesn’t keep it there, just keeps thrusting the same three fingers inside me. It’s nice. It’s fine. It’s just… boring.

Not for User 1378, though. He’s so in the zone he’s grunting as he fingers me harder, showering me with compliments between kisses, before he curses and pulls away from me, fisting his cock.

“You’re fucking incredible,” he says and I hitch my legs wide for him.

I don’t need any prep in the slightest as he slides his cock inside me. It’s a nice sensation, but nothing major. I wrap my legs around his hips and urge him on with frantic breaths, realising this could well be the first time I really fake an orgasm in my life. But I don’t want to do that. I don’t want to be a fraud. Holly is an entertainer, not a fraud.

User 1378 presses his weight down onto me, hips thrusting, and I gasp against his mouth, building my own jerking movements up underneath him like he’s driving me insane, but it’smewho drives me insane. I let my thoughts run riot, tellingmyselfwhat a slut I am, fucking a stranger in this hotel room. I focus on his cock sliding inside me and revel in being this kinky, pleasing him like I should, because he deserves it. He deserves everything I have to give him.

“You’re going to make me come,” I say, deliberately pushing him up so I can see his cock sliding in and out of me, and then I use the advantage of the position to slide my own fingers down between my legs, working my clit as he fucks me.

“My God, this feels so fucking good,” I tell him.

“Yeah,” he says. “It fucking does.”

He fucks me faster, and harder. I moan louder, fingers working like a dream as I focus on being a dirty whore who wants to come with a stranger’s cock inside her. I urge him on, faster, FASTER, and when I do reach the peak, it’s genuine, my gasps real as I clench around his cock and moan right up at him.

“Yes! That’s it! That’s it! Don’t come yet, please! Don’t come!”

He grits his teeth, and I’m glad he manages to hold it together, because we haven’t reached his preference yet. We haven’t ticked all the boxes of a five-star review.

I shift position as soon as I’m done coming, rolling straight onto my front and presenting my pussy for him, dripping wet.

“I need doggy style, please,” I tell him. “It’s my absolute favourite.”

“Mine, too.”

He rubs his cock up and down against me, and for a moment, I think he’s going to bend the naughty list and fuck my ass. I’d love that. I really would. But he doesn’t do it. He pushes back inside my pussy, slamming hard, but not hard enough to excite me. I bounce back against him, flesh slapping flesh, twisting so I can look at him over my shoulder, smiling with every thrust he makes.

It's good. Kind of.

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