Johnny Sins – Fucks Brunette in Hotel Room Casting
The sun had barely begun to peek over the horizon as I made my way to the bustling city, my heart racing with anticipation for the big casting call I was heading to. The address led me to an unassuming hotel tucked away on a side street, its outdated exterior belying the excitement that lay within.
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I stepped into the dimly lit lobby, the scent of musty carpet and stale coffee assaulting my senses. Behind the reception desk sat an older gentleman who barely glanced up from his phone as I approached. “Room 303,” he grunted, sliding a key card across the counter. “Third floor, at the end of the hallway.”
With a quivering hand, I swiped the card and made my way to the elevator, my mind swirling with thoughts of what lay ahead. The ding of the elevator announced my arrival on the third floor, and I stepped out, my throat suddenly dry.
As I neared room 303, I could hear the muffled sound of laughter and chatter coming from within. I took a deep breath, steeled myself, and knocked on the door. It swung open to reveal a tall, imposing figure – Johnny Sins.
He stood before me, his muscular frame barely contained by his tight black t-shirt and well-worn jeans. His piercing blue eyes raked over my body, a smirk playing on his full lips. “Hey there, sweetheart,” he purred, his voice low and sultry. “Come on in.”
I swallowed hard and stepped inside, my knees suddenly weak. The room was small and cramped, with a king-sized bed taking up most of the space. The air was thick with tension, and I could feel Johnny’s gaze boring into me as I made my way to the bed.
“So, tell me a little bit about yourself,” he said, sitting down next to me. His thigh brushed against mine, sending a shiver down my spine.
I stammered out a response, my mind drawing a blank as I tried to focus on anything other than the feeling of his skin against mine. He listened intently, his eyes never leaving mine, until I had finished speaking.
“And you’ve never done anything like this before?” he asked, a gleam in his eyes.
I shook my head, my cheeks flushing with embarrassment. “No, never.”
He leaned in close, his breath hot against my ear. “Don’t worry, baby. I’ll take good care of you.”
With that, he kissed me, his lips crashing against mine with a ferocity that took my breath away. I melted into him, my body molding against his as his hands roamed my curves. He kissed me deeply, his tongue exploring my mouth as his hands slipped under my shirt, his fingers grazing the sensitive skin of my stomach.
I gasped as he pulled away, my lips swollen and buzzing with sensation. He grinned, his eyes dark with desire. “You ready for the next part, sweetheart?”
I nodded, my voice lost in the haze of lust that had taken over. He stood up, his hands going to the waistband of his jeans. With a quick tug, he pulled them down, revealing his massive cock, hard and throbbing with need.
I could only stare, my mouth agape as I took in the sight of him. He was huge, his cock stretching out before him, a thick vein pulsing along its length. He stroked himself slowly, his eyes never leaving mine.
“Come on, baby,” he said, his voice husky with desire. “Get on your knees.”
I obeyed, sinking to the floor in front of him. He tangled his fingers in my hair, guiding my head towards his throbbing cock. I parted my lips, my tongue darting out to lick the bead of pre-cum from the tip.
He groaned, his hips bucking forward as I took him into my mouth. I bobbed my head, my lips stretched taut around him as I took him deeper and deeper into my throat. He fucked my face, his hands gripping my hair tight as he thrust into my mouth.
“Fuck, your mouth feels so good,” he growled, his voice strained with pleasure. “Such a good little slut, taking my cock like that.”
I could only moan in response, my eyes watering as he pounded into me. He pulled me off of him, a strand of saliva connecting my lips to his cock as he did. He smiled down at me, a wicked glint in his eye.
“Turn around, baby. I want to see that tight little ass.”
I did as I was told, turning to present myself to him. He wasted no time, his hands gripping my hips as he positioned himself behind me. I could feel the heat of his cock pressing against my ass, the tip slick with my saliva.
“Brace yourself, sweetheart,” he said, his voice a low rumble. “I’m going to fill you up so good.”
With that, he thrust into me, his massive cock stretching me wide as he buried himself to the hilt. I screamed, my fingers digging into the mattress as he started to move, his hips slamming against my ass with each powerful thrust.
He fucked me hard, his balls slapping against my clit with each deep stroke. I could feel myself getting closer and closer to the edge, my inner walls clenching around him as he pounded me into the mattress.
“Fuck, you’re so tight,” he groaned, his fingers digging into my hips. “I’m going to fill this tight little pussy up.”
I could only moan in response, my body shaking with the force of his thrusts. He reached around, his fingers finding my clit and rubbing it in tight circles. That was all it took, and I came with a scream, my whole body convulsing with the force of my orgasm.
He followed soon after, his cock pulsing inside me as he filled me with his hot, thick cum. He collapsed on top of me, his body heavy and warm as he caught his breath.
He pulled out of me, his cum dripping down my thighs as he did. He rolled me over, his eyes roaming over my body with a satisfied smirk.
“Not bad, sweetheart,” he said, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. “Not bad at all.”
He stood up, pulling his jeans back on and tucking his cock away. I watched him, my body still tingling with pleasure as he made his way to the door.
“Congratulations, baby,” he said, his hand on the doorknob. “You’ve got the job.”
With that, he walked out, leaving me alone in the room, my body aching with the memory of what had just transpired. I knew I had just experienced something that would stay with me forever, a moment of pure, unadulterated passion that I would never forget.
