"The Creampie Comfort Inn [F4M Version]" 

by littlemissjazz 

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[Sound of a crackling fireplace & soft, relaxing music playing in the background] 


[Sound of a knock] 


Come in! 


[The door opens] 


*brightly* Hi! Can I help you with something, sir? [A pause] 


*confused* Appointment? At this hour? May I ask you for your name? [A pause]


(sighs) Shit…you’re my 2 o’clock, aren’t you? [A pause] ****! I’m so sorry. I totally forgot. I was just setting up for my later appointments because my 5 o’clock canceled on me. 


No, no, this isn’t a bad time at all! Don’t worry about it, sir. This is my fault for being an idiot…and because the front desk didn’t remind me. But then again, we’re getting a lot of business this year, especially since the holiday season is coming so quickly. 


Here, come inside and shut the door. [The door closes] Feel free to take off your coat and settle down in front of the fire. There’s a chair right there waiting for you. I made sure I got the fire ready so I wouldn’t have to do it later. 


Just settle down there while I finish setting up. It’ll take no time at all. 


[A pause for a few secs] 


Alright…all finished. Now I can formally introduce myself. 


Pleasure to meet you. I’m [Insert Name Here] and I’ll be taking care of you for the next two hours. You did book me for the two-hour special, right? [A pause] Yeah, the five-hour special is expensive, but people tend to spend more for more pleasure. Especially when it comes to me. 


[A pause] (chuckles) Well, I don’t wanna toot my own horn, but I do get the most customers on the account of my, uh…skills. But we’ll get to that in a little bit. Let me get through this whole welcome shtick first. Bare with me here. 


(clears throat) Welcome to the Creampie Comfort Inn; where you can indulge in your relaxation, rest and pleasure all at the same time. We, as a staff, take pride and joy in pleasing and satisfying all of our guests, no matter what race, ethnicity, gender or sexuality. Every guest is treated the same. Discrimination is not tolerated here, nor is kink-shaming. 


But before we get into the nitty-gritty, let me tell you a bit about our hotspots here at the Creampie Comfort Inn. We are mainly known for the sexual nature of this place, but we’re just like any regular inn. We have a grand fireplace in the waiting lounge as well as in every one of our suites, there is a pool and spa in the left wing, yoga classes and gym in the right, there are two dining halls as well as room service conducted by our skillful chefs, free Wi-Fi and walking trails outside. Though I doubt anyone will be doing much walking in this cold. 


So…do you have any questions, sir? About the inn or about me and what I do? 


[A pause] (laughs) No, sir, I don’t have to sexually please you. I could just give you a massage to get your kinks out, run you a hot bath, do whatever you want to help you unwind. From what I gathered when we talked and you scheduled an appointment, your job is pretty stressful. Not to mention school. You must be exhausted! 


Or we could just sit here and talk if that is what you want. Everything is up to you. I am completely at your service for the next two hours. 


[A pause] 


*concerned* Sir? Are you okay? You’re shivering pretty hard. Here, come and warm up by the fire. 


Did you want anything to drink? I’ve got water, tea, coffee, wine…and I think I’ve got some whiskey around here too. [A pause] Wine? Fine by me. I could have some too. 


[Sound of wine pouring] 


Here you are, sir. You like red, right? [A pause] Good because if you preferred white I would’ve told you to leave. (laughs) Yes, I have a problem with white wine if you couldn’t tell. 


So, sir…tell me about yourself. What are you studying in school? [A pause] What made you decide to go to school and have a job too? 


[A pause] (hums in agreement) I definitely agree with that. The economy is deep in the shitter. One of the reasons I took this position is because it pays well and has benefits. 


[A pause] An escort? (chuckles nervously) Well…I wouldn’t say that. [A pause] No, no, it’s fine! I just don’t prefer that title. Yes, I do enjoy this job. I mean, what’s not to like? I get my own suite, discounts and benefits, and what’s better is I get to please handsome men like yourself almost every day. 


(chuckles) That blush is tempting. But like I said, while *** is on the table, it doesn’t have to happen. It’s all up to you, sir. So…what would you like? 


[A pause] A massage? Of course! Any requested spots? [A pause] Feet, shoulders and neck. Got it. Do you want to lay on the bed? 


[A pause] (chuckles) I figured the floor would be your choice. You look pretty comfortable in front of that fire. Just let me know if it gets uncomfortable. Stay here while I get some towels and the massage oil. There’s a robe hanging up on the bathroom door if you want to change. 


[A few seconds pass] 


Comfy now? (chuckles in adoration) You look pretty good in that robe. And the way you folded your clothes so neatly is adorable. I’m a bit of a neat freak myself if you couldn’t tell. One thing out of place and I ******* lose it. 


Well, the towels are spread if you want to lay down. I’ll do your feet first. Let me just get some oil in my hands… [Sound of massage oil] and you just relax. You can trust me. I have a degree in massage therapy, after all. 


[A pause] (laughs) Yep! Like I said, sir; I’m skilled. But you can be the judge of that. [Massage improv] Is that good, sir? (chuckles) Good. Let me get those arches. You know, the feet are one of the most important parts of your body. You need to take care of ‘em, especially in your line of work. 


Let me get those ankles too…your legs as well? Of course, sir. Anything you want. 


[Massage improv]


Mmm…I can’t say seeing you shiver as I run my fingers down your calves isn’t delicious. (laughs) Again with that blush! Haven’t you ever had a massage before, sir? [A pause] Not as sensually though? Hey, this doesn’t have to be sensual, remember? Just a masseuse giving you a massage. No biggie, right? 


….You still look nervous. Would massaging your shoulders back you feel better, sir? I’ll go no lower than your back. Then sit up for me please. And I’ll get behind you. 


[You begin to massage his shoulders] God, sir! Your shoulders are tight! How long has it been since you’ve gotten a massage? [A pause] You have to take care of yourself, sir. It’s important for your well-being. Especially during this time with the holidays getting closer and closer. 


[A pause] (sighs) I do agree with you. Selfcare is hard to do during this time. Relationships are even harder, romantic or not. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t feeling it too. Let’s get into these kinks a little more. It might hurt a bit, but I’ll do it slowly. 


There we go…I can see that stress melting away. This is my favorite part when being with any client of mine; just seeing them relax. I love seeing their faces etched in ecstasy. [A pause] (laughs) Does that go for *** too? My, my, my, sir! Aren’t you the bold one now. 


*teasingly* And yes, that does go for *** too. It pleases me to please someone else. To have someone allow me to take care of them…to touch them…to give them pleasure with every touch of my hands…every stroke of my tongue…and my *****…feels good to me. I want to take all of that stress, all of that negativity, away. Even if just for a few hours. But to some, those few hours means so much. 


*seductively* Is that what you want from me, sir? 


[Kissing sounds] That kiss was perfect, but that’s not a real answer. I want to hear you say it. Tell me exactly what you want. Tell me how I can please you. 


[A pause] Kiss you silly? I can do that. I’ve been waiting to taste these lips since you walked in. 


[Kissing sounds] 


[Kissing sounds in between dialogue] You know…some of my clients aren’t too keen on kissing. A lot of ‘em just wanna get right down to the *******…which is fine with me…but sometimes…I miss the foreplay. 


Do my hands feel good, baby? It is okay if I call you that? [A pause] (chuckles) You want me to be your good girl too? Oooh, so you’re an encouragement kinda man! That’s sexy. Anything else you like you want me to comply to? 


[A pause] Anything that doesn’t hurt. Of course. All I ask is that you lean back…relax…and let me please. Can you do that for me, sir? [A pause] Good boy. And I can be a good girl for you too. 


[More kissing improv] 


I won’t open your robe until you tell me. I just wanna get beneath it…if that’s okay with you. Then allow me to crawl in between your legs. [A pause] Mmm, wow, sir. You are so hard! Those boxers are practically straining! Good thing you won’t be needing them anymore though. 


****…you’re so pretty, sir. So hard…and thick…and the head is glistening in the firelight. I want to make it glisten more. Let me get some of this oil in my hands… 


Is that good, sir? Me massaging your inner thighs? [A pause] Higher? Of course. I’m going to just lightly run my fingers along your shaft…and glide my hand up and down. (softly moans) The way you sound is incredible. Yes, moan for me more, baby. I’ve got you. 


[Improv as you continue to stroke him]


Now…let me taste just exactly what I’ve been touching. [Kissing improv] Mmm, ****! You taste so good, baby! Though these light kisses aren’t doing you justice, are they? Maybe I should… [Licking sounds] lick you a bit. (chuckles) That really did it for you, didn’t it? How long has it been since someone this for you, sir? 


[A pause] *shocked* Months?! That’s unacceptable. Allow me to change that then. 


[Blowjob improv] 


Yes, baby! Buck and grind those hips into my face. Let me get my hands on your stomach so I can angle you just [Lick.] like [Lick.] this. [Lick.] Am I getting that spot, baby? Am I pleasing you? Am I being a good girl for you? 


[Blowjob improv] 


[Blowjob sounds between dialogue] No, don’t hold back. Grip my hair if you’d like. Look into my eyes. I want to see how good I’m making that dick feel. Just let me make you feel good. I just wanna make you feel good. 


[Blowjob improv] 


Deepthroating? (chuckles) Of course, baby. [You begin to deepthroat him] Mmm, that’s it, honey. Grip my finger. Let me gag on that **** while I tickle the underside with my tongue. You’ve just been aching for this, haven’t you? You haven’t had anyone treating you right. Thank you for allowing me to do this for you. 


[Blowjob & gagging improv] 


You’re gonna cum, aren’t you? I can feel it. You’re getting bigger inside of my mouth. No, no, don’t hold back. I want you to cum for me. You can do that for me, can’t you? Can your good girl make you cum for her? Yeah? 


[Blowjob & gagging improv con.] 


Yes, that’s it, handsome! Cum for me! I want all of your honey in my mouth. Let me taste all of you. I’ve got you! Let me take you there! 


[Blowjob improv until he climaxes] 


****, I can feel you pulsing inside of my mouth! Keep going, baby! Keep cumming for me! [Moaning & gagging w/ blowjob improv con.] 


[Softly panting] ****,  sir…you really needed that, didn’t you? That glow is so delicious on your skin. [A pause] (chuckles) No, don’t worry about me. Seeing you writhe and buck your hips like that was enough to make me cum too. 


[A pause] What I want? I thought I was clear before, baby. I want to please you. [Sound of clothes rustling] Going for my pants, hm? I guess you really want to see why they call it the Creampie Comfort Inn. (chuckles) 


[A pause] *sheepish* Yeah…I am extremely wet. [A pause] (laughs) Well, thank you, but you wouldn’t be saying that if you had these tight pants gripping your womanhood the way I do. 


(inhales sharply) Yes, touch it. Touch me please. (softly moans) Fuuuck, that’s good. Your fingers feel so good stroking me, sir. Wait…why are you laying down? Oh, ****…you’re disrobing. Sir, you don’t have to… 


****. Your body…baby, you’re absolutely perfect. And that **** just surged right in the air. Is this turning you on, sir? [A pause] You want me to sit on your face? That will please you? 


Well…I can’t lie and say I don’t want that too. Seeing you like this, with the firelight in your eyes and your **** looking so scrumptious is making me crazy. May I taste it first? [A pause] Thank you. 


[Dirty talk improv as you suck him off again] 


Now…let’s get some oil on my *****. (laughs) **** yes, of course, you can do it for me! You’re too generous, you know, sir. [Wet, stroking sounds] That’s it, miss. Stroke my clit around and around…slowly. No rush. Now let me get on top of you. You look so damn good underneath me. 


(moans in anticipation) Yes, hug my ass tightly. Just like that, sweetie. Now let me plant this ***** on those perfect lips and… 


[You begin to grind into his mouth] ****! That’s so…this is so good! And hearing you moan and seeing your **** in front of me like that…it’s almost too much. I hope I don’t cum too quick. Sorry in advance if I do. 


[Dirty talk & moaning improv as you continue to grind into his mouth] 


[Moaning improv between dialogue] Mmm, yes! Reach around and stroke my clit like that! I don’t know who’s getting more out of this. You or me? [A pause] (laughs) Both. That’s a good answer. Is this really pleasing you, sir? Do you like me grinding this tight, wet ***** into your mouth? 


Does it feel good? Then let it feel good. Let go for me…and I’ll sure as hell let go for you. 


[Dirty talk & moaning improv as you continue to **** his mouth con.] 


[Panting & moaning as you get closer] Oh, ****! Baby…I-I think I’m close! Do you want me to stop? [A pause] No? ****…then where do you want it? I’d feel bad just creaming on your face. (laughs) You want me to? Let me go a bit faster then. 


[You begin grind faster] *in a rough tone* You really like this, don’t you? You like me ******* that tongue and that mouth of yours? Yes, put your hands on my ass. Talk to me! I want to hear your voice! 


[Dirty talk & moaning improv as you get closer] 


****, sir! I’m gonna cum! I-I can’t stop! [Improv as you finally climax] 


[Softly panting & sighing] Oh, wow…That was a lot. ****, that’s a lot of cum. Here, let me get a towel…There we go. 


I guess I had a lot of pent-up stress I needed to let go of too. [A pause] Do I have anymore? (chuckles) Baby, I have plenty. That is…if you’re still up for it. It’s okay if you’re not– 


[He interrupts you with a kiss] Was that to get me to shut up? (chuckles) You’re the boss then, baby. But I just have one request. 


I want you to **** me. I want you to use me completely for your pleasure. Use my ***** to make yourself cum over…and over…and over again. I want to see your eyes glisten in the firelight and feel that **** pulse inside of me. That’s all I ask. 


(softly moans) That smile of yours is making me even wetter. Here, help me get my shirt off. [Sound of clothes rustling] Yes, lower me down, baby. I want to watch you climb on top of me. 


[A pause as you position yourself] 


You ready? Don’t rush yourself, sir. We’ve got at least another hour left. 


[He begins to slide inside] Yes, slide inside of me. Slowly. I want to watch your face when you sink inside of me. [Moaning in ecstasy] ****, that’s good! Mmm, lean back a little bit. I want to see how you look inside me. 


[He begins to **** you] ****, that’s so good! You look amazing to me right now, sir. Yes, rub my clit while you grind your hips into me. Grind into that *****, baby. Let me hold your arms while you do it. Throw my legs over those shoulders. Go as fast or as slow as you want. I can take anything you give me. 


[Moaning & dirty talk improv] 


You like this *****, don’t you? Yeah? I can see it all over your sexy face. I can hear it. Yes, throw your head back. I wanna hear how good you feel. Because you deserve it. You deserve every single inch of this [You thrust upward with each word] wet…tight…greedy little *****. 


[Moaning & dirty talk improv con. as he ***** you] 


You know…if you want, you can have more of it. Any time you want. (laughs) No, no discounts, baby. I’m talking about free of charge. Stress doesn’t just come with the holiday season, you know. I need to make sure you’re as stress-free as you can be. I want…****, I want you to be mine. My personal client. 


And…I’d be lying if I said this **** isn’t amazing. (chuckles) It makes me wanna cancel my other appointments forever. 


Not to mention how you look ******* me on the floor. I love how your skin glows in the firelight…and how perky those nipples are. I just have to… [Suckling sounds] taste them a little. 


*nearly hysterical* You’re perfect. You look so ******* perfect! I ******* need you too! ****, kiss me! Please kiss me and **** me! 


[More dirty talk & moaning improv as he ***** you harder & faster] 


Please go faster, baby! I-I’m so close! And I can tell you’re close too. I can tell you wanna cum all in my *****. *demandingly* So do it. Don’t hold yourself back. Let me **** you back and get you there quicker. I want you to cum your ******* brains out. 


[You begin to get closer as he ***** you harder] 


Yes, that’s it. Cum with me. Please cum with me, sir! Don’t let me do it alone. [Heavy panting & moaning] ****…I’m gonna cum, baby! Please cum! Deep…deep inside of my *****! *in a strained tone* You wanna cum inside of me? Is that what you want? Is that what you ******* want, my handsome man? 


[Improv as you get closer] 


****, sir! Please cum with me! Just let go! Please cum! Please! 


[Improv as you finally climax] 


[Soft panting & moaning as he continues to climax inside of you] Y-You’re still cumming! Oh, ****, I can feel you! You’re just stroking my ***** so good. It’s almost too much! [Gasping] No, no, keep going, honey. Don’t stop until you’re satisfied. That’s why I’m here. 


[Softly sighing & panting] You look so good when you cum. So wrapped up in your ecstasy…I wanna see that face more. 


Yes, come here. (sighs) Just lean your entire body onto mine. (chuckles) Don’t worry, you won’t crush me. Does it feel good having my arms wrapped around you? (hums) That purring definitely says yes. 


So I’m guessing this was satisfactory for you, sir? [A pause] You’re asking me? Baby, it was more than satisfactory for me. And no, me asking you to come back for free wasn’t just a heat of the moment thing. I want to see you again. Consider this ***** personally yours. 


[Sound of phone ringing] Sorry, that’s my phone. Just reach over and grab it for me? Thank you, baby. 


Huh…wow. [A pause] Oh, it’s nothing. My 5 o’clock just canceled on me. Just got a text that said he wants to reschedule for her massage tomorrow. That means I’ve got the entire night free…so what exactly can we do for the next few hours until sunrise? 


*suggestively* Your choice, sir. (giggles) 


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