[F4M] It's proven that a wealthy older man is much happier if he has a luxurious fuckdoll in his life.

A stay at the Crown Plaza doesn't necessarily require an outrageous budget — but spending the night in the Royal Sky Suite at the Crown Plaza is a completely different story. By now it has a reputation for setting some of the wealthiest people in the world back a small fortune with each visit. Even just a single night costs more than what the average person in the country makes in a year — so it's no wonder that the clientele regularly consists of presidents, royalty from all across the world, business tycoons, A-List celebrities and other obscenely rich individuals.

A regular person might say that spending $90 000 for just one night is insanity — no matter how extravagantly lavish it possibly may be. They might think that it can't be worth it, and that there must be wiser ways to spend money. The idea that they have a difficult time grasping is that when spending almost $100 000 for certain people is the same as when they themselves tip their minimum wage earning waitress $5 at the end of a meal — it truly does not matter how much it costs. You can hate it or love it — either way there's a lot of people in the world with fuck you-money, and they need places to stay too.

Because the suite is tailored towards people with fuck you-money. The residence more or less offers all amenities a client can possibly desire, stylishly spread across its 7 942 square feet. There's the two palatial bedrooms where guests can snooze like royalty. The private terrace with an elegant pool designed by Àlvaro Ciervo himself. Floor-to-ceiling windows which offer breathtaking views of the cityscape. A fully furnished bar for when the suite serves as host for private festivities. Opulet bathrooms with mineral cast bathtubs and waterfall showers. Expensive art decorating the walls in several of the rooms. And let's not forget the 24-hour butler service which proudly states - 'Everything is possible'.

"Hnnnnghh~ Oh Daddy~ ♡"

The sultry sound of feminine moans can be heard from the other side of the bedroom door which has been left ajar. In the hallway a black sleeveless Givenchy dress has been carelessly discarded on the patterned marble floor. Just beside lays a Verrou Hermés bag which has opened up from the impact with the ground, resulting in a mix of items being scattered around the close vicinity. Only a handful of steps further a pair of brand new looking Louboutin stilettos stands proudly, having been separated from the feet they've been destined to adorn.

Because as usual we've not been able to keep our hands to ourselves for very long. While being chauffeured here from the airport I could sense your lecherous gaze locked onto me for the majority of the ride. Later as the lovely man at the front desk was handling the formalities of checking us into the suite, you couldn't resist feeling me up whenever you thought nobody was watching. Then during the elevator ride up all the way to the highest floor your naughty groping turned more shameless, letting me know what was waiting at the top — which certainly wasn't a tour of the place.

In the living room, the mounted 120" TV on the wall still displays an unread message from the hotel staff — welcoming dear Mr. Newman to the Royal Sky Suite. The bottle of vintage Dom Perignon rests untouched in the stainless steel champagne ice bucket standing on the bar counter. We've moved so quickly into the bedroom this time that the porter hasn't even had the time to carry up all our suitcases yet. I suppose that's what happens when you spend two painfully long weeks without your favorite luxurious fuckdoll.

"On your knees Princess." I would usually do as you say in an instant, but right now my legs are still shaking from the incredible orgasm you just made happen. I've always said that older men lick pussy better, but oh my god — you take my theory to a whole other level. As soon as I return from my moment of orgasmic bliss I get up on all fours and begin crawling towards the edge of the bed, where you've already stood up and begun unbuckling the leather belt from around your waist. My sensual gaze shifts from the visible bulge in your pants up to your eyes, making it obvious how much I crave your cock.

"I've missed this dick so much~" I coo softly while allowing your shaft to rest gently in my right palm. It's semihard already, but as soon as I wrap my slender fingers and perfectly manicured claws around it I'm instantly able to feel you growing both bigger and stiffer. Before you even have time to respond, your train of thought is interrupted by the warm feeling of my wet tongue pressing up against your member. The instantenous twitch makes a slight smirk form on my lips, before I take a few slow tantalizing licks around different spots.

"Fuck Princess..." You let out a deep masculine groan. "Take your time, just as I love it babygirl." My eyes shut close as I treasure the feeling of worshipping the cock I've grown so addicted to. My tiny hand has a tight grip by the base, slowly jerking you back and forth. I let my lewd tongue switch back and forth between erotic licks and twirling around the head. On top of that I also mix in a good amount of soft gentle kisses from my plump pillowy lips, leaving a handful of traces from my red lipstick scattered along your length. Even though I'm first class flight attendant while on duty, serving some of the more wealthy travellers flying around the world — it's serving your cock that has grown to become my primary passion in life.

While enjoying your "Daddy privilege", you slowly start undressing to get more relaxed. While you've admitted it's a million times better than flying commercial, spending three hours cooped up in your private jet while dressed in a fancy suit isn't the most comfortable way to travel either. You begin by loosening your tie just enough to be able to pull it up over your head, before continuing working with the finicky buttons on your white shirt. At first you proceed with ease, but as soon as I wrap my full lips completely around the crown of your cock, it gets more difficult to focus.

"mmmh~ mmhh~ mmmhh~ mmhmhh~" I hum happily while bobbing my head back and forth, sucking passionately on your now rock hard shaft. Gradually I take you deeper inside, all the way until your tip slams against the back of my mouth each time. In the midst of it all I feel one of your hands resting against the back of my head. Right now you're not doing it to dictate the pace, or decide how deep you want to go. Instead it's purely a sign for in case it ever needed spelling out — you're the one in control.

"Show me that slutty tongue Princess." Gently you tug on my hair, pulling my head away from your cock. Obediently I hang my tongue out, allowing the strings of spitty saliva that have taken shape to drool down onto the white sheets. Your strong hand replaces mine by the base of the shaft, before you dominantly slap your big member against my tongue. "Spit on it." You command, and I waste little time allowing more of my messy saliva to dribble down — this time instead to coat your thick shaft.

"I need more of your cock Daddy~" I whimper out in my most teasing tone. "Pleaseee?" There's barely enough time for me to finish begging before you slide back into the warm embrace of my mouth. This time you slam against the back much more forcefully, and it doesn't take many thrusts until you break the barrier of going down my tight throat — making the sound of my wet gagging fill the bedroom. You can't help but feel impressed how easily I've learnt to swallow you, something not every slut you've been with has been able to.

You pull back — and push inside again. "Glawww~ Awwwkk~ Gawwk~" A handful of tears begin forming around my gorgeous eyes as you repeatedly shove your girthy meatstick down my throat. Each time you journey deeper, and each time you make sure to stay there a little bit longer. By now you know my limits like the back of your own hand, and even though you're not a stranger to push them slightly — I trust you to never take things too far.

"You look so pretty like this." After pulling out you smack your dick against my cheeks, spreading around the mess of spit and pre-cum all over my dolled up face. You let go of my hair, and instead use your robust fingers to smear out the sloppiness even more. "Like the perfect whore you are..." By this moment I'm in a constant state of cockdrunk. The one thing on my mind is how much I love your perfect fucking cock, and how desperate I am to feel it inside of me again.

"Lay down." With a playful grin on my lips I roll around, until I'm laying down on my back by the side of the bed. Assertively you spread my legs to the side, opening them up for you to feast your eyes on the prize. My pussy is still soaking from your masterful performance earlier, ready and prepared to once again enjoy the satisfying stretching from your thick shaft. You pull me closer towards you, until I'm laying right by the edge — in perfect position for you.

"I've been dreaming of this non-stop for two weeks now." You brush the tip against my sex, the sloppiness of the two combined almost making you slip inside instantly. "Every day. Craving this perfect pussy..." As you finish the sentence — you spread me open and slide inside. Slowly you thrust forward, stretching my insides to the max in the process. The deeper you go, the further my eyes roll back into my brain. Each time we fuck I almost can't believe how good it feels to have my hole expanded by you.

"Hnnngh~ Hnnn~~ Hgghnn~" Soft moans start escaping my lips as you commence the fucking. At first you go slow and gentle, easing me into adjusting to your size once again. With how often we've been having sex over the past couple of months, you'd almost think my holes would be molded into the shape of your cock by now — but it's still a tight fit. It feels like magic, because every single time we fuck feels just as amazing as it did our first time.

My legs end up resting over your shoulders, and my head leans back against the soft bed. As you speed up my body begins rocking back and forth on top of the mattress in sync with your thrusts. Desperately my nails claw against the all white linen, just looking for something to grab on to. The pace that you use for pounding me surprises even myself, as you've never been the one to feel rushed. But when I look up at you and see the intense lust in your eyes, I can tell how badly you've been needing me.

"You like Daddy's cock babygirl?" You ask while repeatedly thrusting deep inside of me. "I lov— love it— hnnngh~ Daddy~" As you watch me struggle forming a sentence you flash me that naughty smirk I've grown to love. "Louder." You command, teasing my brains out with everything you do. "I love*—* your fucking*—* hnnngg~ your fucking cock Daddy*—* it feels*—* so fucking good*—*" I scream out louder, proudly admitting how much I adore your dick.

"You don't mind if*—* Daddy finishes inside then*—* Hrmm?" It was a command disguised as a question, because we both know by now that you're not the type of man to ask for permission. But oh my god — when you're fucking me like this? You couldn't pay me to make you pull out. You evidently take the lack of response from my side as an adequate response, because just a few seconds later I feel you speed up to the max — like you always do when you're getting close.

Soon I feel your entire body lay down on top of me. Your lips hover just an inch above mine, close enough for me to sense the scent of cognac from your breath. But I forget all about that as I feel your cock throb while still fully inside. My jaw falls open as you repeatedly explode with bursts of your cum, still deep within the embrace from my inviting hole. "Daddy..." I whisper quietly into your mouth, not able to say much more as you keep me pinned down against the bed until you've pumped me full of your seed.

"I've missed you Princess." You smirk and give my lips a long kiss, even with my face still being a little messy from earlier. I do my best to kiss you back, but I'm sure you'll excuse me if I need a moment to come back to my full senses. After slowly pulling out, it takes little time for your creamy cum to come trickling out as well — further staining the freshly added sheets. Though it's not like this will be the only time during our stay that the cleaning staff will need to change the sheets.

Two minutes later your phone rings. You're laying down next to me, touching and squeezing my tits as if they're your two personal stress balls — which isn't too far from the truth I suppose. After getting up from the bed to pick your slacks up, you fish your phone out of the right pocket before answering. "Hey Peter. No, no. You're not interrupting anything." I don't particularly care much about your boring business talk, so when you walk over towards the panorama windows to focus on the call — I get off of the bed to freshen up again.

Before heading to the en suite bathroom, I go looking for my bag — since I got tissues, wet wipes and other things that might make things easier in there. When I see my clothes on the ground I can't help but let out a bright giggle. Not that I'm particularly surprised it didn't take very long for us to fuck after arriving — though it was quite close we didn't make it to the bedroom. That's when I see something. The suitcases that had not arrived when we got to the suite — now neatly lined up next to eachother in the hallway.

So I guess someone got quite the surprise.

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Hey! Thanks for reading my prompt. ♡

If you enjoyed it, don't be scared to send me a message. Though I would very much prefer that you put a bit of effort into it. It could be anything! A bit of background to your character which might make him more interesting. Suggestions for scenes you'd like to do either early or later down the line. Or simply whatever else popped into your mind while reading this. Giving me more than just a few sentences to work with shows me that my idea intrigued you, which is what a writer wants — right? This prompt is very open in terms of all the different directions we can take, so let me know your thoughts!

The quick & basic information -

• This is a LONG-TERM adventure — NOT just a quick single scene. I'm hoping to build up a world for our characters to journey through together!
• I will only write in first-person for my own character.
• I truly don't like putting a specific requirement when it comes to how much I expect in terms of writing for each part. However — a single paragraph or two will rarely suffice, and I'd much rather we take our time writing out more detailed and lengthy responses.
• How often I'll respond simply depends on my schedule. I'm a regular person — which means I have a job and other responsibilities that eats up my free time. When required I will prioritize my life, and I expect you to do the same.
• While the actual smut is important — it's equally important to realize that I don't want every single scene to revolve around fucking.
• I will ONLY write on Discord — and this is non-negotiable. I love having structure in what we create, and the ways I prefer organizing my adventures is easiest accomplished on Discord.
• I'm not necessarily looking to jump into our journey exactly where this prompt ends. I typically enjoy having detailed discussions prior to getting into the writing — and by doing so coming up with a good way to start together.

What I'm looking for -

• I'm looking for the right person who feels comfortable taking on the role of an older outrageously wealthy man. My personal preference would be that he's somewhere in his 50's, but I'm fine with negotiating a tiny bit as long as it makes sense to the plot. The vision I have for the character is a handsome older man who often might appear somewhat cold and cut-throat (particularly in his profession) — while also hiding a softer side within, that he might let out while around those he cares about. The contrast in personality of a man who earns great respect through being strict and ruthless but still isn't scared of being soft and gentle with me is something I find extremely attractive. It's up to you if you want him to be married or not.
• Then there's my character. I have imagined her being somewhere in her 20s, and wouldn't particularly like to go either lower or higher than that. I adore the idea of being a younger woman brought into the higher society through clinging on to the arm of a successful and wealthy older gentleman. The sort of girl who loves strutting around in expensive heels all day, while constantly being dressed in the sexy outfits that her Daddy has paid for. It's however important to also understand that I don't want their relationship to feel like he "owns" her, or that she's just a trophy. There should be a mutual respect between the two — just that she loves being a naughty lil' slut for him.
• While this at first glance may seem like a sugar relationship, it's supposed to be something much more than that! I'm not interested any sort of arrangement where he pays her a specific amount of money each time they're together. The spoiling should be like second nature when they are united (and possibly even when they're not), something that naturally happens simply because he loves buying her things and making her happy. The ideal relationship I'm seeking is something between romance and strictly sexual — where the actual fucking is a very big part, but there's also a mutual attraction and respect, meaning they truly enjoy eachothers company.

Important information to know (please read) -

• When I roleplay I enjoy using pictures to depict certain things — such as characters, outfits, locations, ambience etc. I will have references for what my character looks like in the story — and it's up to you if you want to provide references for your own character, otherwise a detailed description will suffice.
• Something that might be good to know is that I like very glamorous and often quite enhanced appearances for the women I play — think the sort of look you typically might get in popular influencers/models/pornstars. Things such as enhanced bodies, long manicured nails and heavy make-up are all things I'm into — or to put it in a different way, I'm into the idea of getting dolled up in similar ways to be the perfect eye-candy. This means that if you strictly prefer a more natural/innocent look, this might not be the prompt for you. I'm also not a big fan of using celebrity face claims.
• I LOVE having threesomes (sometimes even more people) in my adventures, so it's important that you're comfortable with at least both MMF and FFM — and bonus points if you're fine with gangbangs as well. I'm really not a fan of any possessive sort of dominance, where he strictly claims her as "his" — and instead believe it's much sexier when a man is comfortable enough in himself to allow other men a try without feeling insecure (the same goes the other way as well). The only important part is that they both feel that they are eachothers main priority.
• I love the idea of him betting her mouth/pussy in a poker game with his rich friends. I love the idea of swapping partners with another couple. I love the idea of him wanting to fuck her and a friend/collegue while they're dressed in their uniforms. I love the idea of him getting sucked by both her and his secretary while he's on the phone with an associate. These are just a few simple ideas — and the higher society is full with depraved opportunities for involving others in our lewd adventures, so let's explore them!
• I really love creating profiles, both for our main characters as well as any side characters we come up with. Doing this just brings so much more life to the world we're creating together. What I prefer including in a profile is a some reference pictures, some quick information and a few paragraphs describing their background/characteristics.
• As my username might give away, luxury is essential to me when I roleplay. I want every single location we create to be luxurious. Astonishing mansions. Hotel suites. Extreme/classic cars. Private jets. Houses by the water with private beaches. VIP boxes for your favorite sports team. Red carpet events. Exclusive golf courses. These are just ideas, we can come up with so much more together.
• Kinks and turn-ons - Sexy outfits and lingerie, clothed and semi-clothed fucking, being in heels and keeping them on, being spoiled, having my outfit picked out, outfit play, being told to go change into something, being shamelessly slutty, big cocks (but somewhat realistic), BBC/BWC, teasing, hairpulling, spanking, name-calling (both cute and dirty ones), light choking, slapping, big boobs, tittyfuck, sloppy blowjobs, cockworship, deepthroating, throatfucking, spitplay, age differences, calling you Daddy, being shared with other men, being watched (and not caring who sees us), sharing my man with other women, lesbian play to turn you on, having pictures and short videos taken, one of us being on the phone, sucking on your fingers, standing sex, being fucked against a wall/window, being carried or held up, being pinned down, having to beg, crawling, collar, leash, being praised, married men, tiny bit of homewrecking.
• My limits (ALL of the non-negotiable) - Toilet stuff, gore and vore, unrealistic sizes/proportions, any sort of non-con, pregnancy (creampies are obviously fine), rimming, animals, underage, very intense pain and permanent marks, extreme humiliation, raceplay, heavy bdsm, shy characters.