#13 Staying In And Eating Out

#13 Staying In and Eating Out

Dear Journal,

Day 2 at the St. Regis and all I gotta say is "Damn, what a night!". I was surprised to wake up and still see George in my bed.

"Mmm... Good Morning." he groaned, just waking up.

But that's not all that woke me. I forgot that I hadn't (really) eaten anything that night so my stomach was growling like hungry ho's who had got kicked outta her man's house early that morning without breakfast and a hello. Womp. And apparently George was hungry too because I heard his stomach growling too. 

George: "I'm sorry, I must've forgotten to eat last night."

Me: "Oh yeah, me too actually, I'm still pretty hungry even after... ya know"

George: "Oh? haha. Well, you look good enough to eat... In fact."

And once he said that, in no time George had me flipped over on my back, ass gaping wide open. He sure had some strong hands because even if I wanted to get this man's tongue out of my crack I don't think I physically could. 

"You like that?", he came up for air to say.

"Yeah, baby, eat it!" I moaned.

After a couple more minutes of chowing down on that ripe hole like an animal, he pulled me to the edge of the bed and made me hold my legs to my chest. 

"Keep em there." he commanded

"Yessir" I agreed

"Think you're ready for some breakfast sausage?" He asked

He knew the answer was yes. I could feel all ten inches of his big bratwurst squeezing its way into my tiny pink hole. Damn, this guy gave new meaning to the term "full" for me! I started squeezing my hole around his dick. He really liked it, I could tell from the way he slightly moaned and squinted each time I did it. 

"I'm gonna cum, baby" He, gasped "Stick your tongue out!"

Let's just say I got more of it on me than in me...I heard this stuff was good for your skin anyway.

So I rubbed it in. 

Time to get ready for my day. I wonder what this whole ordeal is about anyway. I'll write when something new develops. Call me Sherlock, BITCH. 

Sincerely,

Rick

p.s.

Or daddy. Either is fine.

#14 You Horny?

Dear Journal, 

So George left to get back to work, bummer, but I told him that when I get hungry later I would def give him a ring to order some more 'room service'... His absence gave me just enough time to figure out who the manager of this hotel was. Apparently his name was Stan, and he supposedly sent me the invitation, so I took a trip down to his office. In the basement. The particularly dimly lit basement, lit only by glow of several walkway torches. Hmm, dangerous. 

I get to this huge wooden door labeled "Stan", and boy did I give that wood a knockin'. And once Stan finally opened the door I could tell that soon I'd be knockin' on some more 'wood' shortly. 

Damn was that a sexy-ass manager! Also he had no clothes on, which was wicked-sweet because his body looked better than cheesecake tastes! And cheesecake is fucking delicious. 

"Wassup, Rick." He said rhetorically

"You know 'What's Up', why'd you send me this invitation, Stan?" I asked, in a non-serious way because his sexy body was distracting me. 

"Heh, well first-off my name's not Stan, it's SATAN. They keep forgetting to put that last 'A' in my name for Christ's sake. Secondly, I brought you here because I need to ask something of you." he said

"Hmm, I don't know, you ARE Satan and-all.." I remarked. "What could I do for you that you can't do yourself anyway? Don't you have like, superpowers or some shit like that? And where are your horns?!" I said

"I need you to collect the souls of evil people for me by fucking their brains out. Literally. I can't do it myself, and if I could, I'd have already done it." He said.

"Well, what's in it for me... Besides the gay sex, that is.", I said

"Fulfill the prophecy and I will bring your 'Jack' back to life."

"I'll need a minute to think about it." I said, tempted.

"Very well, then why don't you come relax on my bed for a while." He said, sultrily

I'm never one to pass up a good roll around in a big bed... Even with a sexy demon man. 

As soon as I got on the bed he put me in the doggy position and squeezed that big cock up my tight asshole. 

"So, Rick, Mmm, what do you think about my offer?" He said

"Fuck yeah, I'll do anything you want me to, just fuck me harder!" I yelled

"Very Well" He replied

After a couple more minutes of impaling my tight hole with that big cock he shot a huge load of warm semen all across my back. Damn 

He told me to stay right there and not to move, and I didn't know why until i felt him bend over and lick his cum off my back. At least this way he didn't have to fuck up some baby wipes. Those lil hoes are expensive. 

"Stan' told me to come back to his office later that evening to come talk more about this proposition. So after a quick siesta and a shower I decided to come back down to the basement. Who the hell knows what I got myself into now...

Sincerely, 

Rick

p.s. Hell yeah

:( food. so close yet so far.

I like to hangout with people that make me forget to look at my phone

Me asf step back hoes

when its a group presentation but the teacher is judging you individually

What's your type of guy physically and sexually/position-wise?

My type of guy varies, but the general trend has been guys in their 30's with muscles. I've been taking the D more than I usually do lately but I consider myself Vers. :-) When it comes to sex I always go with whatever works best for both of us. 

But there's nothing hotter than a guy who can take a dick as well as he can give it ;) 

~Rick