Chloe goes up to Antoine’s Room

Antoine called the lift and punched in the floor number. They were alone and he turned to Chloe, took her in his arms and pressed her against the wall of the lift, kissing her hard. She felt small and powerless in his arms, he had taken control of what was going to happen.

“Take off your panties,” he said. “You won’t be needing them.”

Chloe did as she was told slipping them down her legs.

“I’ll take those,” said Antoine putting them in his pocket. His hand snaked under her dress and felt for her pussy. He pressed his palm and fingers against her mound rubbing it.

“I think at least one part of you is looking forward to a new experience,” he said as he pressed his hand covered in Chloe’s juices against her cheek.

The lift reached his floor and the door pinged open. Chloe felt herself hustled down the corridor towards his room. She felt incredibly slutty as she passed a porter knowing she was naked under her dress.

Antoine pushed open the door and steered Chloe into the room. He pulled his jersey over his head and was naked from the waist up. Chloe could see how muscular he was.

“Undo my trousers,” he ordered her. “You are in for a pleasant surprise.”

Chloe knelt in front of him and undid his belt, then unfastened the buttons and began to pull down his jeans. Antoine was wearing no underwear and as his trousers reached the floor she could see the size of his cock.

Chloe gasped. “I’ve never seen anything like that up close,” she said.

“Touch it,” said Antoine. “It likes to be touched.”

Chloe did as she was instructed. Her hand lifted Antoine’s cock feeling it’s weight and length. It was close to her face and she felt drawn to it and lent in to run her tongue along it’s length.

“Good girl,” said Antoine. “Now try sucking on it.”

It looked so large, maybe too big, but she placed her lips against its head and stretched her mouth to accommodate it. It felt enormous, but it was in, pressing her tongue against the bottom of her mouth. She sucked hard and felt it stretch her mouth further as it hardened.

Antoine stepped back and pulled Chloe to her feet, pulled her dress over her head and threw it to the side of the room. Next her bra was gone and she was naked. He picked her up as though she was a twig and placed her on the bed, then spread her legs wide and pressed his cock against her pussy.

“I think we should have a record of this,” said Antoine picking up his phone. He pointed it at Chloe’s body and filmed as he pushed his large black cock into her tiny white pussy. Her eyes widened as it was **** in an inch at a time until it was deep inside her.

“Fuck!” said Chloe. “That’s too much. I can’t take it.”

“Relax,” said Antoine. “You’ll be fine. Just give it a minute.”

He drew back until only the tip was still in, then thrust in again. It slid in more easily this time. He repeated the action and then again.

Chloe felt herself opening up to it. It was still large but changing from being a scary large to a wonderful large. She was being fucked like never before. She felt triumphant.

“Give me your phone,” she said.

Antoine handed her his phone and she pointed the camera at where his giant cock was sliding in to her pussy. She punched in her husbands number and clicked the FaceTime button.

A second later her husband answered. Chloe could see his face, first confused and then shocked.

“Who is this? What’s going on?” he said.

Chloe was beginning to pant and squirm and struggled to get the words out. “It’s me,” she said. “I wanted to show you what it’s like to be fucked by a real man.”

Antoine took his phone back and pointed at Chloe, still on the call with her husband. Antoine could see his cock sliding in and out of her and the look on her face as she began to lose control. Her husband would be seeing that as well. Her legs wrapped tighter round his ass pulling him on to her and she began to moan.

“Fuck me. Cum in me. I want your cum. Breed me,” Chloe cried as her body was rocked by its orgasm.

Antoine thrust harder his cock swelling and then emptying into Chloe’s pussy, pumping her with milky cum. He pulled out and the last few spurts shot over her stomach and breasts.

He turned the camera. “What’s your name?” he asked.

“Colin,” said Chloe’s husband.

“Well Colin. We have plenty more to do here. I’ll send you a text in the morning telling you where you can pick Chloe up. Understand?”

Antoine watched Colin nod and then he hung up.

“Is this meeting expectations?” he asked Chloe as he lay down on the bed beside her.

Chloe lent into Antoine’s body wrapping herself around him.

“You could say that,” she said.