(This is a continuation of Freshly Fucked and Fisted. If you haven't read that post yet, that's the place to start.)
After a few minutes, JJ said, "Roll over." As I did, I reached over to the nightstand and grabbed the lube and handed it to him, just in case, even though there were plenty of sexual juices flowing all over the place down there, both his and mine.
He pressed his cock into my ass and stopped, waiting for me to push back against him, our signal that I was ok and I was ready for him to do whatever he wanted. He took a few slow strokes and then he stopped halfway. I looked back and saw that he had grabbed the phone again and he was snapping another picture. Then another. I suggested that he just take a video, but he made some comment about the lighting not working well for a video.
I started making a snide comment about the the shortcomings of the iPhone camera compared to the camera on my Android phone, but before I could finish, he slammed his cock into me and started pounding me hard. I grabbed onto the edge of the bed with one hand and supported myself by pushing against the headboard with the other. It took nearly all my strength to keep myself from being shoved into the wall in front of us.
Without warning, he slapped my ass - HARD. I squealed and winced, which is exactly what he wanted because when I winced, I tightened around him even more. Just as the sting was beginning to subside, he slapped me again, this time on the other side. I winced and squealed again and held on tighter.
Time for a little encouragement.
"That's it, Baby, fuck my ass harder, " I said breathlessly. "Fuck me hard, like you want to. Fuck your whore."
That did it. The pounding slowed and he pulled me back onto him for a few more deep, slow thrusts. I heard him groan. I took a deep breath and smiled. I don't think I'll ever get over how good it feels when he fucks my ass.
He pulled out and fell next to me again. He reached for the camera and showed me the photos he took. My, my, my! So that's what it looks like from his angle when his cock is in my ass. No wonder he likes it so much. Then I was a little bit jealous because I just get to feel it, but he gets to feel it and see it. Oh well, that's life, I suppose.
We chatted some more and watched the clock so we didn't stay beyond the time when I'd have to leave so I could get back to work as expected. We kissed. We laughed. As the minutes clicked by I felt that old feeling of sadness I always get when our time is just about up. It would be a couple of weeks before I could see him again, maybe more.
We got up, cleaned up, got dressed and left together. I dropped the room key on the front desk as I said goodbye to Strange Hotel Guy who also said goodbye as he flashed that creepy "I know what you've been doing" smile of his. The joke's on him, though, because I really don't care that he knows.
JJ kissed me goodbye in the parking lot before we both got into our cars and headed in opposite directions.
It was a few minutes later, as I was driving, that I got the text from Seattle Guy asking, "How was your early afternoon?"
You know how I answered.