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This story was produced as adult entertainment o o and should not be read by minors. o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o An Ad To Remember (fant) Jennifer Jones (San Francisco CA 1996) ** I'd been so horny for so long, I don't think I was thinking straight. It's not that I had gone without sex. But it had all been so unsatisfying. So straight. So normal. so predictable. I mean how many times can a woman stand dinner, a drink and then unimaginative "put it in missionary style" sex? It was time for a change, and somehow I had to find it. I started tame enough, hanging around bars, some with some pretty scary looking guys. I always met one or two, but in the end, even the tough looking biker types with more tattoos than skin showing, bought me a drink and then in it went, missionary style. I spoke to a friend, the only one who understood what I needed and was open enough to listen. I told her I wanted to be dominated, but only sexually. None of this living a slave's life for me. I wanted to have sex with st rangers, but how do you get to the sex part if you don't know the guy? I wanted to be forced, but how do you ask to be forced? Talk about your oxy-moron! I wanted to be tied up, but not feel in danger. I wanted to be hurt , but not so that the pain was unbearable. I wanted to be humiliated, but not all the time. I wanted to be a slut, but only when the time was right. I loved having a man pinch my nipples in full view of anyone in the room I just wanted to be used, abused, and fucked good and hard...on my terms...which of course included it being mostly on the strangers terms..Not an easy bill to fill. Part of the problem is that I don't look like a slut and so men are reluctant to treat me like one. I look very good for my age (35), with a great pair of 36C tits a nice small waist and a round ass. My long hair is part of the package that makes everyone think I'm a whole lot younger. I don't exactly dress conservatively, but I don't dress up in my sheer blouses and micro minis just any old time. No, I'm more of a tight jeans, loose blou se (buttoned up to the top of my push up bra) and boots kind of lady. But advertising isn't part of my fantasy. I don't want to give it away, I want it to be taken! My friend, Kara, came up with the plan. She said she was going to post a "what if scenario" on the net and see if we could get any takers. This way, she said, "no surprises...the guy knows what to do...but you don't ask." Sounded perfect. This is what she posted: Imagine this - the Marriott hotel lobby - you see her - you know it's her by her long red hair, the short black skirt, skimpy blouse and of course the five rings she always wears. as you get closer, you confirm that it's her when you see the hard nipples showing through her blouse, not at all covered by the little 1/2 bra she wears. You sit down to talk with her, small talk, no hints of having planned this meeting. You suggest a drink in the hotel bar and find a corner in the crowded bar to talk, close..very close, (it's so loud)soon you kiss her - no warning - just a hard kiss - you're tongue in her mouth. She's shocked but obviously not upset, and you k now you can't let her slip away to some other horny guy who read this same post - so you pull he close and cup her ass in your hand. Then you put your hand under her skirt, just for a second, and pat her panty covered cunt and whisper "later". She doesn't stop you, but she'd nervous and appears to pull ever so slightly away. You wrap an arm around her pulling her so that her back is to your chest, so she can feel your cock up against the crack in her ass. You whisper "soon". She's shaking...but not running. Then your hand moves up and you're squeezing her tit through her blouse, oblivious to the other bar patrons. Her eyes are closed, pretending that you two are alone, allowing her to be relaxed as you continue to molest and embarrass her in this public place. In her mind you are her lover and have begun a long night in her bedroom of fabulous lovemaking. She shifts her w eight against your cock, and can feel it growing. You pinch her nipples, lightly twisting them. You whisper, "now". Then you stop and suddenly, as if all is normal and nothing has transpired, you announce that it's too lo ud in here, let's go somewhere less noisy. Back out in the lobby, you openly wish you had a room here, just to have a drink and talk a while, maybe get to know each other...even watch some harmless TV. Luckily she has a r oom. (but you knew she would -this whole surprise and spontaneous encounter has been carefully planned...to a point) She invites you up and you say you need to get something from the car. She walks with you to your car, t he cold air biting her skin and making her long to be close to you. At the car you pull out a small duffel bag. You say "I've always wanted to do this..." and you snap a collar around her neck. She stifles a small scream and looks at you for reassurance. "Now, let's go see what your room looks like...watcha little TV...have a couple of drinks sent up..." and then holding her close, keeping her warm, your hand goes under her skirt and a finger slides in her very wet slit, sliding it in and out you lean close and say ...maybe invite a few friends over... You walk back to the hotel, occasionally slipping one or two fingers back in her cunt. Once in the l obby, you stop and adjust her hair, so that the collar shows...and put your cunt juice covered fingers in her mouth to suck in the lobby. Then it's into the elevator, unfortunately noone else is in there to watch but that doesn't stop you from opening her blouse wide and licking her nipples. You exit the elevator and walk her down the long hall, blouse open, hand on her ass telling her it's her last chance to say good-bye. Once at the doo r you take the magnetic key and slip it in the door...as it opens you say "no speaking, unless I tell you to. Do you understand? Nod if you do." She does. "Go stand next to the table while I call room service". She walk s to the table and you take a leash out and attach it to her collar, then run it between her legs and tugging at it, so that it rubs her still covered clit, call room service and order a couple of beers. She wants to prot est, she doesn't drink beer, but you want the bottles and something that will make her need to pee badly. She doesn't realize that your bag holds her favorite drink, a bottle of amoretto. But that's for later - a combinat ion reward and punishment she'll never forget. You turn the lights down, after all forced submission is her idea of romantic and you want to set the mood. She's even got a couple of unlit candles around and you light the m telling her how lovely it would be to shove them in her pussy and ass. You wonder aloud what dripping wax would feel like. With soft lighting coming from the closet area and candlelight dancing off the walls, you begin to undress her. The clothing falls away and she doesn't say a word. She stands in front of you in just her bra, panties and heels. The leash still attached to her collar hangs between her breasts and you grab it and pull her harshly towards you. She falls to the carpet and you open your pants and finally release your hard cock. "Suck it bitch". She does for a short while, but you stop her. You don't want her to get too excited, nor do you want her to get you off...the room service man will be there soon. You strip off the rest of her clothes and start to play with her nipples, which by now you know are very sensitive. You lick them and lightly bite them, eliciting small moans. She starts to speak, but a tug on her leash lets her know that she is still not permitted. Your bites become harder and then grasping her nipples in your teeth you pull them, stretching her tits out Then release them. You do it again and again, torturing her nipples till juices run freely from her pussy. There's a knock at the door. Showing some pity, you toss her the completely sheer red robe she'd left on the bed "put it on, leave the leash out". She does and you adjust the robe so that more of her tits are showing, while her hard nipples and bare pussy are displayed through the sheer fabric. "Answer the door". And she does, emb arrassed, yet bursting with pride to be with a man strong enough to tame her. The room service waiter stares openly at her and seems unsure of what to do with his tray. You direct him to leave it on the table and then mak ing a show of it, pull her leash to your side, where you hand her a dollar and tell her to give it to the man. She begins to walk to him and you walk behind her, grabbing her ass and manipulating the robe till it falls op en infront of the embarrassed waiter. After he leaves you open the beers. You put on a jacket and laving her in just the open robe, you pull her to the sliding glass doors and out onto the balcony. You explain that it's j ust about the right time for the late show. On the balcony you open your bag and take out the flashlight and signal with it till you're pretty sure there are people watching and you tie her ankles to the balcony railing f acing out so that her tits hang loose over the railing's top. Then you kneel down and slowly lick her pussy lips, which are shaved clean beneath the small tuft of hair above her clit. You keep licking and pushing your fa ce further and harder into her, fucking her with your tongue. With your fingers you pull her lips apart and put those same two fingers in her , reenacting what you'd done earlier in the parking lot. You fuck her slowly w ith two then three then four fingers, your plan to get her loose enough for the fist fucking that will come later. Later, after you've cum inside of her, you don't want her too loose for that! You have an idea and go back inside leaving her tied and near naked, panting on the balcony. You come back with her beer bottle and tell her drink it. She puts it to her lips and you pull it away, then slowly start to shove it into her cunt. It goes only as far as the neck, so you push it in and out, then back to her mouth. You repeat this over and over till she is used to the rhythm, a slow fuck with the bottle neck then a swig of beer mixed with pussy juice. Then unexpectedly you ram it hard inside of her, getting nearly the whole thing in. Her cunt spasms and threatens to push it out, but you hold it in with one hand while pushing a finger, then two up her ass. You pull it out, tell her to drink it, and while she does you slide your cock up inside of her and begin your first fuck of the night. It's cold and you're not very comfortable, so you untie her, take her inside throw her on the bed. You tie her hands behind her back and mount her from behind, pushing her face into the mattress. You love the feeling of shoving it into her hard, while she struggles to find a way to breathe with her nose pressed into the be d. You know she need air so you pull her up by her hair, temporarily forgetting the leash. Finally you cum. You untie her hands and tell her to cover her fingers in your cum and lick it off. She hasn't spoken in hours no w, so you permit her to speak, "is there anything you want?" She replies that she has to pee, but you tell her that will have to wait. "Hold it". Then you leash her to the door and prop it open. Leaving her there naked a nd in full view of anyone who wanders into the hall, you leave to get ice and a soda from the machine. When you get back, knowing she has to pee badly, you tell her to drink the soda. While she does you start to run ice c ubes over her nipples and down her belly. Then you stand her by a chair and tie her legs to the chair legs, spreading her wide. You cruelly rub the ice over her clit and then one by one put the ice cube in your mouth (to make it slick and "warm" ) and then put each one in her pussy. As the water starts to melt and pour from her pussy you put your mouth in position to drink it. Knowing that she still has to pee, you start to nibble on her clit. Then you get the reward from her your bag, the one you didn't tell her about. You pour a glass of amoretto and bring it to her still tied and dripping melted ice from her pussy. You reach inside her cunt lips and pu ll a couple of cubes out and drop them in the glass. Then you explain to her the rules. "look at these" you say. You show her a bag of clothes pins. "I'm going to put these on your nipples - they WILL hurt. Then I'm going to put some on your pussy lips - that will hurt. Then I'm going to put one directly on your clit and you will scream. When you scream I will gag you. maybe you'll be able to breathe, maybe not. If you do as I say, right now, I won't use the clothes pins right now. maybe I won't use them at all. You have a chance. Maybe by the time I decide to use them, you'll be so drunk, you won't care. If I use them now, you will feel great pain. All I want you to do is..." and at this point you begin to slowly play with her pussy, reminding her of her need to pee. "... pee into this glass of amoretto". She is shocked but relieved, after all if you want to drink a gla ss of amoretto mixed with her pee and chilled with her cunt covered ice cubes...that's ok. So she pees into the glass and you release her legs and tell her to sit in the chair. Then with a clothes pin in each hand you tel l her to drink the contents of the glass. She refuses, so you pull her labia out and snap a pin on the right side. You tell her again and she again refuses, so you repeat the pulling of her lips and a pin is put on the le ft side. You take a nother clothes pin and start to pull on her tit, stretching her nipple and positioning the pin...when she realizes the awful truth, and drinks the glass of pee and liquor. You congratulate her on a goo d choice and tell her that soon you will have to pee and it's nice that you can just piss into her mouth, and not leave the room. ...the post goes on and describes a night and morning filled with more fucking, bondage, hu miliation - it explains what happens when the guy's friends show up and much more. The post explained exactly which Marriott hotel (the one on Long Island) and asked that guys e-mail if interested so that a day and time could be arranged for this "spontaneous" night of sex. It's time to do it again...i f you're interested e-mail me and we'll meet in Uniondale for a night you'll never forget.