Met a guy in a cheap motel

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Met a guy on an online tv site and we agreed to meet up in a cheap motel. I live in New York city and he lived in an outlying town. So...I shaved my body completely, packed everything I'd need into a sports bag - makeup, wig, dresses and other changes of clothes etc, dressed in hot lingerie - garters, panties riding up my ass, fishnets and bra, put my boy clothes on over them and went to Grand Central station.

On the train ride I was really excited and felt really naughty and horny with the lingerie on under my clothes. After about 45 minutes I got to the town and got off the train and met the guy.

In the car over I asked him how big he'd like my tits to be. 'Nice big tits,' he replied. We got to the motel and I asked him to leave whilst I got ready. Once gone, I prepared myself. Did really trashy makeup - lots of mascara and full, cunt red lips with enticing lip gloss. Put on a really tight red dress (still have it), fuck me heels, blonde wig and made huge water balloon tits. I remember when I was all done up I kept admiring myself in the mirror, my heart beating really fast. I was so fucking horny. It's the most like a girl I've ever felt.

I walked up and down the corridor of the motel, my heels echoing as I practiced my wiggle and my strut. I felt like a real porn star. I was back in the room, bent over, adding more lipstick when he walked in. Will never forget his smile, from ear to ear as he said, 'I want a nice blow job.' He laid on the bed and admired me. I stood there, exposed as a girl, nervously. But I felt an excited tingle between my legs. I was Holly. There for him, submissive, to be commanded and used.

'Turn around,' he demanded, and I happily twirled as he admired my ass and legs.
'Walk for me,' he commanded again.
'Do you want me to wiggle my ass?' I asked.
'No, just walk,' he said.

I began to walk up and down, placing one foot in front of the other, feeling his eyes on me, as my big titties jiggled and my ass wiggled naturally. I paused to pick up my handbag to complete the illusion. But for the cock tucked between my legs, I was the nasty girl I've always wanted to be. I remember the sweet taste of the lip gloss.

'What do you like best on me?' I asked. 
'You've got nice legs,' he replied, a wicked smile on his face, as he lay on the bed, his hands behind his head, enjoying every second.
'I like my ass,' I responded.
'You've got a great ass,' he said back, his smile getting wickeder.

I stopped to admire myself in the mirror, and that's when he got up off the bed and came up behind me, and placed his hands on my hips, grinding his cock into my ass as he kissed my neck. His hands went down and slowly started peeling my tight red dress up until my panties and garters were exposed, my heart thudding like a drum. Then his man hands were all over my smooth bare ass, caressing  it. He was horny and so was I.

'You are so hot,' he whispered into my ear, as I swayed my hips, grinding my ass into his cock hardening in his pants. He pushed me up against the wall.
'Give me a blow job,' he grunted into my ear. I'd made up my mind. I was going to do it.
'Go wash your cock,' I asked.
He went to the bathroom, then the running water and he was back, laying on his back on the bed, his hands behind his head, that wicked smile of anticipation on his face. I switched on the TV, they were playing a porno movie.

I slinked up to the bed, smiling wickedly too, I was Savannah the porn star. I got onto my hands and knees on the bed, removed his shoes, undid his belt buckle and peeled his pants off. Now his heart was beating.

I bent forward, pulled his underwear down and sucked his cock into my yearning, nasty mouth. It sprang to attention almost immediately as I rode my mouth on it, gently playing with his balls with one hand.
I remember thinking, bent over, conscious of my fuck me heels with the little bow tie on each of them, with my exposed ass raised into the air, panties halfway down my ass, that this is what it feels like to be a porn star. I have fucked countless women, but that's the horniest I've ever been.

My mouth slid happily up and down the shaft of his steel cock, the precum dribbling into my mouth as I made a hot slurping sound, like I was devouring an ice cream on a stick. Then I remembered what I like done to me, and I began to lick his balls, also taking them into my mouth and swirling them around like tender marbles.
I paused to look up at him and his eyes were wide and so was his mouth in excited ecstacy. I sucked that cock, my own tingling between my legs, as I imagined it was a wet pussy, pausing occasionally to re apply lipstick and gloss.
A girl has to come up for air.

And so it went for about an hour. I devoured that cock, licking it, sucking it and licking the drips of gooey precum off it. Then I took a break and said, 'Let me change into something else.'
He nodded and watched the porn movie.
I went into the bathroom where my sports bag was and said to him, 'What do you want me to change into?'
'Surprise me,' he responded. 

I had a really cute girly miniskirt in the bag, but decided to go with a complete change. I peeled off the tight red dress, pausing to admire myself in the black lingerie in the mirror, my big pink balloon tits almost bursting through my bra. I pulled on a really tight leopard skin legging so that it slit my ass in two in the back, and created a juicy pussy illusion in the front. With it I put on a tight white tank top that really advertised how big my tits were. I was a hot girl tonight.
I paused to touch up my makeup and strutted back into the room, one foot in front of the other.

There was the wicked smile again as he looked up. 'You're much more passable in this, ' he said. Loved it.
Then he said to me, 'Why don't you go walk the streets?'
That was an exciting idea, so I gathered up my handbag and headed out into the very cool autumn night. 
Loved the sound of my heels as they echoed on the cement driveway in front of the motel as I headed to the road. Kept thinking to myself, you're a total girl tonight. You should have charged him for the blowjob.
I got to the street and strutted up and down a few times, but there were few cars and so I headed back to the room. Remember thinking to myself, you'll be sucking cock again soon.
As I walked in he looked up from the porn movie and said, 'I'd hoped you'd bring a truck driver back.' Then he got up from the bed, smiling like a wicked Santa Claus and said, 'Get on your knees.'

I instantly complied and he walked up to me and shoved his cock into my obedient mouth. He thrust his cock back and forth more and more violently until finally it happened. The jet of sperm finally shot out and into my mouth and I swallowed, as some of it dribbled down my chin. I was a porn star.

He extracted his cock from my mouth and went into the bathroom leaving me on my knees, where I remained. I heard running water, then he came back. He was a man who'd shot his load and couldn't get out of there fast enough.
I got up off my knees.
Then he left, closing the door behind him. And I never saw him again.

I remember thinking, so this is how girls feel when guys are done with them. I felt used. But also horny because I was used.
I lay on the bed, pulled off my leggings, removing my shoes, and then put my shoes back on, so I was laying on the bed in my fishnets, garters, panties and heels. 
I pulled out my cock and started jerking off as I watched the porn movie. It was my turn to cum.

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