“Downtown Hotel Encounter—Part 2” (Part 1: https://onlyfans...

“Downtown Hotel Encounter—Part 2” (Part 1: https://onlyfans.com/953379197/thegrizzlyden) Outside the window of my room the people and cars zip back and forth, weaving through buses, laughing, driving, drinking, creating the sustained murmur of urban life. Inside the hotel room you and me are creating our own noises, our primal moans and grunts of pleasure filling the room. The smell of our hormones mixed into our sweat perforate the air. The taste of our bodies and sexual organs mingle on our tongues. Our senses are flooded with sex as we mate. My hands grip the back of your head, pulling you off my cock—I look into your eyes as you drool and catch your breath. “You gonna let me fuck you good?” I say, one hand reaching down to my cock, wagging it in your face. You nod even more eagerly, pushing your head down all the way and giving me deep throat squeezes. You keep bobbing deep, up and down, as you feel me squirt rewarding precum. “All right then,” I say after a moment, catching my breath. “Time to see what you’re made of…” I pat your cheek and let your head down on the bed as I roll to the edge and get up. You lie prone on the white duvet, recovering your oxygen. Your head swims in the bliss of rough oral, for a brief second you lay your head and close your eyes. You feel my hands grip your ankles and pull you down a few inches. Lifting your head up you hear the bed creak as my 300 pound body climbs up and mounts you from behind, pressing my knees into yours and smacking your ass cheek. You yelp out and wince, and I smack the same cheek again. You look back with wide puppy-dog eyes. “Sir!” “Good slut--” I say as I smack you twice more. You bite your lip, “Daddy…” you whine pathetically. I smack the other cheek four times until both are a matching shade of pink. “Who’s pussy?” I say, smacking a fifth time. “Your pussy, Daddy!” I smack the cheek I started with and chuckle. “Damn right,” my weight shifts forward, pressing down on your hip bone as I pin your body to the mattress—my huge bear cock pressing up against your dry hole. I lean forward more, crushing your lower back under me as I reach for the red bottle of Swiss Navy sitting on the end table. I shift back and release the pressure. You catch your breath as you hear me open the bottle and squirt the slimy silicone onto your hole and my shaft, then rubbing the two together as I coat us both. The head of my dick tickles your pussy-hole. You whimper and shift your hips from side-to-side, beckoning me into your body. “Hold still boy,” I say firmly, using my left hand to pin your corresponding shoulder into the mattress while my right hand aims my cock at your entrance. You feel an intense pressure as my cock pushes inside, the thick head stretching your outer ring and opening you to my organ. “Oh my—it’s thick…” you tense up, squeezing my cock-tip and making me grunt. You grip it so tight the sensation causes me to throb and squirt precum into you. I growl and steady you with my hips, my muscular eighty-pound haunches pinning your hips firm and level as I lift my right arm to pin your other shoulder down. Now completely immobilized I shift my weight forward once more, pushing another inch inside, anchoring myself in the firing position. “Relax,” I command. “Let me in…” You whimper, completely under my control. Biting your lip again you close your eyes and take a breath. You look into the darkness and visualize your body. You see the colors of your nerve impulses, the pulses coming from your sphincter. Slowly you tune into the muscles that govern your hole. You exhale and feel the muscles release and loosen your hole. As your pussy loosens the force of gravity pulls me inside. You feel my cock push deeper, spreading your anal walls as you’re stretched. Another inch passes and you feel the tip of my cock make contact with your prostate. “Yeah, that’s it,” I encourage you as I feel the tip of my cock hit your button. You feel a surge of pleasure chemicals as my member presses your prostate. The underside of my shaft grinds along and strokes it slowly as I sink all the way in. Bottoming out deep inside, you shiver as you feel the full length of my cock occupy your guts. “Oh, Daddy,” you moan, your hole quivering and squeezing my cock. You feel yourself tighten up and you wince, refocusing your breathing as I hold you down and allow you to adjust to my size. “How’s that dick feel, baby?” “So good Daddy, oh please… please fuck me!” I grin and kiss the back of your head, leaning down and grunting softly in your ear as I pull my hips back and inch and push forward. I rock that inch back and forth a few times, prepping your prostate for punishment as I build momentum. I pull back a little further as the pitch of my stroke increases—soon moving most of my length in and out of your hole until only the head remains inside and I work you up to clapping long strokes. “Fuck, you’re tight--” I say, feeling the first beads of sweat pooling on my brow. “I’m sorry, Daddy,” you begin, relaxing your hole. “Don’t apologize,” I say as I stroke your prostate, savoring your moans. “I’m here to loosen you up.” My hips sway with the vibes of city life. Overcome with the energy of the populous I lay my pipe deep into you. “You feel so good inside me…” “You feel great on my cock,” I say as I shift my weight forward and press you down. Every pound of flesh in my body holding you against the cheap cotton bedding. You feel my huge hairy belly grinding into your lower spine, pressing down you feel the heat of my body as you’re smashed under my gut. “Fucking take that dick,” I say, shifting to a faster series of strokes, nailing your prostate hard. “Fuck Daddy--!” I grin and lick the tip of your earlobe, breathing heavily as I put one hand around your mouth and the other around your throat. I gently apply pressure as I bury my dick all the way in and hold you down. Grunting, I heave my hips back and slam them down into you. Back and forth, up and down I drill my dick into your ass. You groan and moan into the palm of my hand as you feel your breeding tube filled with masculine bear cock. My public hairs scratch the skin of your butt cheeks as you feel the waves of momentum pass from my hips to yours into the mattress and back again. The flesh in your hole grows weak and becomes like warm jelly. I feel my cock squishing in and out of your pussy, howling in delight as I hold you down and give you the deep drilling you were promised. ‘Fuck! Fuck!’ you cry out into my hand. Waves of pleasure roll throughout your body, from head to toe, each time my member rubs your male g-spot. Your cock leaks a steady stream of precum into the bedspread, soaking in as your hard semi-hard dick grinds into the warm puddle. Meanwhile my own precum squirts deep in your body. You feel my thrusts going faster as my natural lubricant marries with the synthetic to create a blissful slide for both of us. The raw feel of our skin contact drives us both into mad lust as your juicy pussy milks my cock. Pulling out all the way I sit back, giving your body a temporary respite from my weight as I reposition myself. I turn my body at an angle and mount you sideways, pushing my dick quickly back into your hole and re-anchoring myself. You lean up as I lift my belly and drop it down, letting me gain greater purchase and access the deepest interior of your man womb. “Oh my God, you’re deep!” you squeeze my cock firmly and lean up on your elbows and clench your cheeks. In response I lift my leg up and over you body, bringing my foot down flat on the side of your face. “Fuck yeah, that’s it--” “Ooof, thank you, Sir!” My hips rock back and forth, hitting you from the side as my foot smashes your face into the sheets. You stick your tongue out and taste the sole of my foot as you feel my sidestroke take your hole hard. “You ever have a bear do that before?” “No, Sir!” I chuckle and give you a hard thrust deep onto your prostate. “That’s it! I only do this one for the good boys!” You feel the sudden dose of stimulation and wince, my unsteady foot grinding your cheek, my big toe tapping your temple. My cracked workingman’s heels use you as a pumice stone as I use you like my fucktoy. “How’s that cock?” “Great, Sir! Thank you!” “Fuck yeah, you deserve this…” I nail you hard, delivering another series of rapid thrusts. “Good boy! Take that bear cock!” You feel the pressure building in your face as your body is used by a 300 pound hairy mountain of man. My thick cock thrusts into your gushy hole, massaging us both and letting my orgasm build. You feel my constant throbs pumping precum into your hole, my cock swelling as the cum begins to pool in the base of my shaft. You sense the tension in my body as the orgasm begins to approach. I lick my teeth and hold it back, savoring your good boy hole and getting ready to pump you full of alpha bear cum. Suddenly there’s an impatient knock at the door. We both freeze and look towards it. “Maintenance,” somebody announces loudly, knocking once more. We look at each other confused, my cock still buried balls deep in your ass. To be continued... Author's note: Sorry this took so long, I've had a busy week. As I said in the last entry this is based on my actual hotel encounters. You can look forward to the final entry next week.