At the Hotel
Story by ColtonBunny on SoFurry
I was terrified to tell my boyfriend that I was into vore, but I did, and it went better than I ever expected. Hopefully no one's disappointed by the ending but I wanted it to be what it is for a reason. This isn't a true story by any means, but it's truer than most I've written.
This is much shorter than I usually write, but I think it's long enough to do the job. As always comments and critiques are welcome, hope you enjoy it :)
I walk into the room and put my suitcase down near the bed. I turn around, "So what..." I'm silenced as he grabs me and takes me into a deep kiss, hands wrapping around my back, keeping me close. I let him push me onto the bed, still wrapped in his embrace as he falls on top of me, his weight pinning me down. I can feel his chest compressing mine, his soft round belly pushing mine down. My hands reach around, slipping under his shirt and grabbing for his skin, needing to feel his warmth. I pulled his shirt up and he raises himself slightly, letting me take it off before silently demanding the same of me. As soon as the cloth passes my head he's there again, his mouth against mine, his tongue pushing it's way in, not roughly but forcefully. I can't breathe and don't know whether it was his weight on my lungs or the excitement I felt, which only grew as I felt his hardness rubbing against my leg as we continued our desperate embrace.
I reach down to his waist, wanting to free that beast, free his need, but he won't lift up. Not yet. So I content myself with slipping my hands into his pants and kneading his warm butt. Finally, he lifts his mouth from mine and his chest up, giving me the first decent breath I've had in what feels like hours. Not that I minded one bit. But he only stays up long enough to pull himself down slightly, before his mouth wraps itself around my collarbone and he lightly bites me, growling softly. God I love this man. I moan, trying to think of something to say now that my mouth is free, but nothing comes to mind. He starts licking my neck, slurping his tongue across the area trapped by his teeth. I raise my arms along his back, scratching my nails along his exposed skin until I'm running my fingers through his soft hair, occasionally playing with his ears before returning to his curly mane. He lets go of my throat and starts dragging his tongue against my neck and chest, working his way down to my belly. I lean up and watch him, awestruck, and he stops to look back while fumbling with my belt. "You taste delicious." He says, smiling with fully bared teeth. "Good enough to eat. And here I am starving." He says as my belt finally pops off. He doesn't bother with my fly, just tugging my shorts down, leaving me in my underwear. He pulls the shorts off my feet and looks at the growing wet spot my pre has made in my boxers. "Someone's excited to be my dinner, huh?"
"I- yes." my brain isn't quite working, but I'm trying to think of how to show him just how excited I am. "But shouldn't I get to taste you first?" I sit up, pulling him into another deep kiss while I pop open his fly and pull down his jeans. They stick to his legs, and he helps me pull them down. As they fall off, I reach in and grab his throbbing manhood, rubbing the head of his cock as he moans into my mouth. He pulls off his own boxers around my hand, and with the other I lightly push him down. He lets me, breaking our kiss, and I slide off the bed onto the carpeted hotel floor. I spread his legs and get my first real look at his package, today at least. I give myself two whole seconds to admire his hard length before leaning in and running my tongue up one side and down the other, swirling my tongue around his head as I pass it. On my second pass, I taste salty pre and instead of sliding down again wrap my mouth around his cock, pulling my lips over my teeth and forming a seal to suck and slurp that delicious juice from him. I hear him moan and suppress a smile as I bob my head up and down, one hand reaching down to play with his balls under my chin. The other reaches up over his leg and squeezes that glorious gut of his.
"Checking out your new home before you move in?" I don't respond, other than a firmer squeeze on his belly and a long deep suck. "It'll be a bit tight I'm afraid, but I think you'll... oh" He stops talking as I counter his oral onslaught with my own, tongue tickling the tip of his cock and coaxing more of that wonderful salty pre out of him. I squeeze his balls and feel him throb in my mouth. "Oh God, stop, stop." He says, gently tugging on my hair. I come off his cock with a pop, surprised.
"I'm getting pretty good at that huh?" I ask, grinning up at him.
"Shame it won't matter once you're churning away in my gut. But don't think it'll get you out of it."
"Wouldn't dream of it" I say as I lie down on top of him, my hardness pushing against his slick one. "So how can I serve you one last time?"
In answer, he pulls me into another deep kiss, thrusting up slightly. I get the hint and start humping into him, rubbing our dicks against each other as we kiss. This doesn't last very long either though, he pushes lightly and I lift off him. "Outside pocket." He says.
I climb off him and reach down for his suitcase, making sure to give him a good view of my ass as I do. I pull out a box of condoms and lube. I toss him the box as I pop open the lube, warming it against my hands as he puts a condom on. I replace his hands with mine as he finishes, slickening his hard cock. "No cream filling?" I ask as I lovingly caress his manhood, making sure it's as slick as possible.
He grabs my waist and tugs, so I turn and crouch over him. He grabs the abandoned bottle from the bed and starts slicking my hole for me. "I think your load will be enough seasoning."
I press my head against his thigh as he fingers me, adding more and more lube until he can fit four fingers easily into me. It's colder than it could be, but I figure he's just as impatient to be inside me as I am. He pulls his fingers out and gives my ass a friendly slap, so I turn around and sit on his belly, reaching behind me and giving his cock a few quick strokes. I lift up and guide him into me, moaning as his hardness pierces my ass. I slowly lower myself onto him until he's hilted in me, and I reach down and feel the point where our bodies are joined. I lift myself up just as slowly as I lowered myself, then slam down, feeling him spread my insides open. I start bouncing on him, staring down at him as he rubs my ass and legs. He looks up and me and licks his lips. I squeeze around his cock and he closes his eyes for a moment in pleasure, but soon opens them again to grin wolfishly up at me. I don't know how long I'm up there, I always lose track of time when I'm riding him, but it feels too short and too long at once before I feel my pleasure rising. It looks like he's right there with me, based on his short shallow breaths and look of concentration on his face. He reaches up and strokes my cock as I bounce on his, and that pushes me over the edge. I scream as I cum around him, and by the time I regain my senses his eyes are rolled back in his head as he unleashes his own pleasure into me. I sit there, panting and sweating, still riding his cock as his pleasure takes over and eventually releases him. He looks up at me and smiles toothily, pulling me down towards his face. His arms wrap around me as he gives me a deep, slow kiss, his need and mine satisfied for the moment.
"I love you." He whispers to me.
"I love you too." I reply smiling. "And thank you."
"For what?" he asks, incredulously.
"For playing with me like that. I know you aren't really into the whole vore thing, and it just means a lot..." I'm interrupted as he pulls me in for another kiss.
"It was kind of fun." He laughs. "I'm so glad you're here. I missed you so much." I snuggle into his chest, ignoring the wet mess I made over him.
"Me too." I kiss him again, and feel his heartbeat as it slows to a steady rhythm.