Five hundred twenty-five — it was a subliminal message I had in my head one morning.

I skipped the gym and drove to a hotel in a nearby town. I walked to that room number and knocked on the door. A man answered, wearing next to nothing.

I couldn’t control myself; I barely made it into the room before attacking him. I had to taste him. I had to touch a body like this that had been dominating my fantasies for what seemed like forever.

Touching his skin and feeling the hardness of his body pressed against me was electrifying. Having him touch my breasts and other places that made my body quiver made me hungry for more. I couldn’t stop myself from kneeling before him and taking him into my mouth. He tasted so good.

Feeling him fuck my mouth was a powerful turn-on. My tongue slid the length of his shaft with every stroke. It was too much. I could have come right there, but he pulled away, lifted me up, and plunged his tongue into my mouth. I pulled off my jacket and let it fall to the floor. I tore off my blouse while he had me against the wall, touching me everywhere. Then he whispered in a husky voice, “Come with me.”

I followed him into the next room and crawled to him across the bed on all fours. He pulled off his pants, and I had to have him in my mouth again. I deep-throated him, then stroked his cock while licking and sucking his balls. He played with my pussy through my shorts and panties, then stopped me again and said, “Not yet. I don’t want to come just yet.”

He pushed me back on the bed, stuck his face between my legs, and let me hump his face. The fabric of my panties pressed against my clit. I was dripping wet when I took off my shorts and pulled the panties away from the velvet folds of my pussy, allowing him access. He licked me, then pulled the panties completely off and plunged his tongue into me. He licked and sucked my clit and began to finger my ass. I couldn’t take it anymore. I was out of control with desire. I fucked his face faster and faster and clung to him as I exploded.

It was pure ecstasy. I pulled his face deeper into me as I climaxed again and again. He came back up to kiss me, and I sucked the sweet molasses from his lips and face.

I couldn’t wait to feel his rock-hard cock in me, but he straddled me instead. He played with my erect nipples and thrust his cock into my mouth. I couldn’t get enough of it. When he decided he’d teased me enough, he sat back to put on a condom. I was so ready for him to enter my wet folds.

I lay back and spread my legs wide for him to enter. He kneeled between my legs, lifted my ass up in the air, and plunged into me. My hips kept rhythm with his thrusts. When I climaxed again, I felt the spasms going through his body as he held me close.

I was in a state of bliss. I felt his hot breath and the vibration of his deep moans on my body. We collapsed in each other’s arms, exhausted from the intensity of our lovemaking.

I thanked him on my way out the door, and left the room that morning thoroughly satisfied.