Heavy breathing filled the motel room as a woman with long brown hair tipped her head back against the glass, atop a vanity mirror.
Her pale breasts were exposed as the cotton of her white shirt fell torn at her waist, gripped by a strong muscular hand as the other hoisted her pencil skirt up over her knees and spreading her legs apart.
"Phinks, not there." Her words fell upon deaf ears as the blonde-haired man lapped and nipped at her thighs and panties, teasing at the red lacey fabric that only just covered her modesty.
Without warning, he plunged his rough tongue into the folds of her pussy that were wet and dripping from just his touch alone and Phinks smiled knowing that she was enjoying this.
The tall man grabbed her by the thighs and pulled her closer to him as she fell back against the mirror. He was going to make her cum but not before he had his fun. He sucked and licked and toyed with her clit with his teeth before sucking on her cunt hungrily like a wolf that hadn't eaten in weeks.
Phinks watched her squirm and pant as the younger woman's hand came to rest on the slicked back blonde hair of his head as he set to work on her. When he was satisfied and his hunger sated, he allowed himself to steal a glance at her and the meteor born man marvelled at what he had done. The girls face was flushed and sweat trickled down from where had gathered upon her brow. Her pale blue eyes were fixed on him and half lidded, begging him for more.
He removed his shirt slowly, allowing her a taste of what was to come.
Her eyes followed his hand down as his fingers traced the sculpted six pack of his chest and watched as those fingers came to a stop upon the tented crotch of his Gucci tracksuit bottoms. His large hand hovered over the emerald green fabric before his hand delved in. An explorer about to divulge the bulge.
He watched her staring at his dick before he slipped off the fabric. The hard meat shaft twitched as it was freed and he stroked it, pulling the foreskin back revealing the smooth helmet that dribbled with sticky sweet pre-come.
Phinks's honey coloured eyes wanted to devour her, he had this uncontrollable urge to choke her with his cock until she was gasping for air. Wanted to fuck her so hard that he impregnated her, but that could wait until he made her taste it. He was going to make her lick it clean.
"Come here"
It wasn't a question, he demanded it with every once of his being and when the brunette was slow to act he pulled her by the hair until she was knelt beneath him, mouth open and ready and keen to serve.
"Beg for it."
On the street outside of the motel cars beeped their horns in the night air. Lorries and trucks carried sacks of rice and goods to ship down at the docks. Phinks voice easily competed with the hum of their engines. He was fierce and beast once more.
"Please master-"
The girl said sweetly with a voice like a windchime as she pouted like a school girl.
He smiled a wicked grin as his canines tickled his bottom lip, threatening to scratch the surface as he complied with her request.
Phinks held his dripping cock by its base and slowly tapped the helmet against her pink tongue until she was salivating in anticipation, then he let her taste his cock.
He motioned his dick back and forth inside her mouth and steadily gained momentum. Once or twice he tested the waters and thrusted into the back of her throat, testing her gag reflex as he pushed his cock into the dark crevasse of her throat and grinned when she tried to cough and tears formed at the corner of her beautiful eyes.
After a minuet and before she was about to black out, phinks pulled back and she gasped for air before setting herself to work on his cock once again.
She was just a girl, no more than eighteen- perhaps younger but only by a year but she could have fooled him.
Sucking ferociously on his twitching cock like she had been born for it, almost like her very life depended on it and he supposed that she wasn't necessarily wrong about that. But she was sexy and fuckable and he was more than inclined to let her live so long as she let him do what he liked to her.
He was caught off guard when her lower teeth scraped against the skin of his cock and he looked down to find her grinning back at him while she pumped him back and forth with her hand and fingers clamped tightly against his baby juice syringe.
Phinks let out a moan as he swiftly pulled her by the hair again towards the bed and made her bend over the mattress as he stripped her of her skirt and white work shirt. They were not important.
His strong hands ripped the thin cotton of her panties and he brought them to his nose and he breathed in her scent avidly and then licked the part that had been in contact with her dripping snatch.
His love slave hummed in surprise when he smacked her ass and then separated the cheeks to look in detail at her cunt and asshole. He found both pleasing and began lapping at them both as his slut moaned and trembled with anticipation. When this beautiful young thing began bucking her hips in time to his rhythm, Phinks knew it was time. He was going to stretch her pussy with his large dick until she was screaming in pleasure. He was going to make sure that the entire motel knew his name and what he had done to her by the first light of the dawn.
Unlike before, Phinks didn't bother taking his time. He was far too close now and too impatient but he knew one thing for sure.
As he rammed his dripping cock into her cunt she screamed out in pleasure, gripping the bedsheets with her teeth and curling her toes back.
"Whats my name?" He breathed as he fucked her roughly.
"P-phinks!" She replied, the motion of Phinks's hips slamming against her own making her stutter.
"Louder!"
"Phinks!"
"FUCKING LOUDER!"
The room was silent save for the loud slapping of sweaty flesh as bulls made contact with pussy and clit.
By now he could envision her eyes rolling back in their sockets as he was bulls deep inside of her, stirring up her insides with his meat clever. Her juices dripped onto the bedding and floor as he bored down onto her, his hands holding her hips tightly within a vice like grip.
"PHINKS! OH MY GOOOOOOD!"
She was groaning and derived of air, holding it as orgasm after orgasm hit and she couldn't speak through the undeniable pleasure.
The spider himself was close, there was just one more thing he wanted to do.
Holding her panties, he forced her to bite down on them as he held them at either end as she held them with her teeth. She was like a horse with a bit in its mouth.
He felt her pussy contract against his cock as he neared his own orgasm.
"You know what you are?"
The girl moaned.
"You're a dirty whore, that likes to be fucked"
"Y-yes master."
"Who's your daddy?"
"You are, daddy"
"I'm going to impregnate you. I'm gunna shove my cum into your womb"
"Give me a baby, daddy!"
"You want my cum?"
"Yes daddy!"
Phinks leaned forward and pinched her pink erect nipples as he felt his cock twitch and feel the warmth envelope him as the brunette began thrusting herself backwards, impaling herself on his large cock.
"Its your lucky day, you get to be my very own cum dumpster!"
"YES DADDY! FUCK ME, FUCK ME, FUCK ME!"
He gave one final thrust and stopped bulls deep into his lover as he came and true to his word he filled her up with his baby juice as he let out a broken cry.
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A few hours later as the sun begins to rise, his lover takes off and leaves him with nothing, only a white napkin with a lipstick stain and a written down phone number beside it.
Phinks gets up and stretches his muscles. They've been fucking all night and his back has only the stretches to prove it. The large blonde man wonders about what the day will bring and as the light fades behind the black out curtains, he wonders if she knew who he was as he covers the spider tattoo on his thigh, labelling himself as number five as he envelopes himself with the blankets and goes to sleep.
THE END.
It's a shitty ending I know, but ive never been good at writing them.
This was a Phinks .M. fanfiction. I feel like I should mention that the woman he is sleeping with was most likely a desk clerk who worked in reception but your free to Imagine whoever you want.
I am RuseMaverick and this was Hotel Sweat.