I am rarely in the same place for more than a day or two when I travel for work, but on this rare occasion I was staying in the small downtown area of a southern city for close to a week. I took to Tinder and connected with a few women. By the last night I was down to two, so I use my gut and make a call. Both women were interesting and attractive, but my conversations with Pam were a little more lighthearted and fun - better banter.

We meet a few blocks away from my hotel at a basement bar with good cocktails. I came from work and my sport coat is way overdressed for that scene, but I never feel self-conscious about being over-dressed. Pam comments on my attire, I think she likes it. The conversation is fun and our banter continues from our texts, but after our first drink the music in the bar turns up and we can’t hear each other anymore. Pam takes me to a cool bar that would have fit better in New Orleans - the drinks are better and the live music is good. Pam isn’t flirting much, but she’s receptive to mine, she’s guarded. After two drinks at this bar she gets a text from friends and asks me if I want to meet them at a gay bar for a drag show. I can tell from the look in her face she’s expecting me to say no, but I respond with an enthusiastic “hell yes!”. Her face brightens up, her guard drops, and we wander back to meet up with her friends.

We make our way down to a dive-y basement bar and get our drinks in plastic cups. Her friends are super friendly and easy to talk to. She warms up a lot and we steal moments to make out. After a few drag performances, we decide to grab a drink elsewhere. We start walking in the direction of my hotel, making out along the way. None of the bars look good, so I suggest the bar in my hotel and she hesitantly agrees. When we show up and the bar is closed (I didn’t expect that), there’s an awkward moment of silence in the lobby as we stare at the dark bar.

“….you want to come up to my room?”

“…………….sure…”

We head up the elevator and into my room. I duck into the bathroom briefly and when I come out, I find Pam staring out the window at the view. I come behind her and place my hands on her hips - she is tense. I press my body against hers and she says, staring straight out the window, “I don’t normally do this sort of thing…” If she’s lying, she’s a great actress. I wrap my arms around Pam and start kissing her neck, she sighs and melts back into my chest. She turns and our lips meet, I draw her back to the bed and sit down so we’re about the same height, her lips slightly higher than mine, and I begin removing her top as she unbuttons my shirt. I unbutton her pants and stand up so she can do the same, letting them drop to the floor.

We’re down to our underwear as I pick her up and toss her on the bed. I slide in-between her legs and make out, slowly grinding against her as she locks her ankles in the small of my back. She rolls on top and I release her breasts from the confines of her bra, they drop with relief. My hands and mouth begin exploring the newly uncovered skin, but I soon run out of untouched area, so I remove her panties and roll her onto her back, allowing me a full, wonderful view. I tease my way down and around her body until I finally take her clit and hood into my mouth. As she moans and grabs me by the hair, I synchronize my fingers with my mouth and her body begins to tense until I finally feel her release. She isn’t pushing me off her signaling she needs a break, so i continue playing with her pussy while I make out with her.

Pam wants to return the favor and my cock springs out as she removes my boxers. The blow job starts off a little slow and clumsy, and after a moment I start to think of a nice way of wrapping this up. Just then, I feel a wet warmth run down the length of my shaft and her lips wrap around the base of my dick. My eyes shoot open and I let out an involuntary moan. She holds her head down for a while and then grabs the base of my cock with her hand as she pulls off - letting out a slight gasp of air.

“Did you just take it all?!” I say in shock.

Pam smiles and continues. I lay back down in heaven, I had never experienced anything like this before. After a nice, sloppy, deep blowjob, she pulls off, and asks if I have a condom while she strokes my cock. I kiss her, step off the bed and grab one from the bathroom. When I come back in, Pam is laying on the bed, legs spread and playing with herself. I wrap the condom on and check in with her before entering. We start slow until she is comfortable, and then begin to speed it up. We move through various positions - her on top, doggy, pretty standard stuff - before we end up back in missionary with one hand propping me up, the other hand roaming her body.

As my hand moves from her chest up to her neck, I see her eyes roll up and her breath shorten. “Do you want more pressure?” I ask her. Pam bites her lip and nods. I proceed with caution and curiosity, I have no experience with choking or breath play (though I have listened to the Savage Lovecast for more than a decade). I begin to play around with the amount of pressure and length of time I hold it for - checking in with her regularly. The act of choking her isn’t turning me on, but seeing Pam’s pleasure - the look of lust in her eyes as she gasps for air - is turning me on tremendously. It’s obviously giving her pleasure and I want nothing more in that moment than to give Pam what she wants.

I slow down on the choking and we continue to fuck, but I go a little soft after a while. She doesn’t have time for disappointment, though, because as soon as the condom is off, my face is back between her legs, my hands exploring her body. I go round after round - wave after wave - eating her out, fingering her while I choke her; Pam is insatiable.

During a short break, Pam explains that she found out she likes being choked when she was with her last boyfriend. She seems embarrassed by it, but I tell her she should never be embarrassed by something that turns her on. I kiss her deeply and tell her how sexy I find it.

In rolling around more, I get hard again and we start incorporating Pam’s deep-throat abilities with breath play. While fingering her with one hand, I use my other hand to control her head. I look into Pam’s eyes as she takes all of me in her mouth - reading her eye and head movements to control the time and pacing. Pam’s eyes are still full of lust each time she gasps for air. I continue to check in with her until she asks me to grab another condom.

We proceeded to fuck, and choke, and fuck some more, until we were both wearing pretty thin - it was getting past 3 am. As we lay there panting, Pam doesn’t seem finished. She isn’t begging for more, but she also isn’t protesting my exploring hands, so we continue rolling around, keeping our mouths and hands busy. I try to wear her out but I can’t - Pam is insatiable.

4:30am hits and we decide we should probably sleep. I give her one last round and then we pass out naked until my alarm goes off shortly after 6. I head to the airport, she Lyfts home to shower and head to work; she took a half day. We both texted that evening trading war stories of surviving the day - I was in bed at 7pm.