Requested my Addison
Addison's POV (her journal):
Dear diary,
today is 2 March 1886 I had a hotel party with my and couple of friends from my college I have brown hair and blue/green eyes, I'm 5'6. Me and my friends arrived at hotel Cortez from the looks on the outside it looked pretty nice but when we got into the inside it was like a scary a** vibe the scenery was very like vintage and depressing. Dark paint on the walls, limited candles lit. As we approach the front to check in and get our rooms and name comes and says "welcome to Hotel Cortez, I am the man of this establishment. My name is James-James March". I say "hello my name is Addison". This man was beautiful, he had dark brown hair combed to the sides with this mustache and he had a dazzling look in his eyes quite the charmer. The hotel lady tells me and my friends where are room is, we proceeded to find out room. Room 64 was the room. About 2hrs later all my friends were sleep and there was only me so I decided to go down to the bar where I noticed James was sitting. I sit next to him and he try's to make conversation so we chit chat back and forth.
We talk about our lives and all that boring jazz. James then told me to come up to his to his room, it was funny because his room was right next mine. He opens the opens the door, his room is so mysterious. When I walked in I noticed that it didn't look like my room or any other room it was different. Like his room was made up of bricks, entirely of bricks. However my room and every other room was made up of the standard wall. I observe his room questioning everything about it. "what's wrong you looked a little confused looking at my room, like there's a sting vibe your getting". Jame said as he was looking at me with his dreamy eyes moving closer to me. He they said in a seductive voice "don't worry nothing to be afraid of". Then he went in for a kiss. My god were his lips so smooth. The kiss of him was the kiss of death. Now, I know what you're thinking I'm kissing him already and I don't even know him. I know I said I would save myself before marriage but this man and his lips has me dying to take off his clothes and make passionate love to him no matter how vibey his room made me feel. As he continued to kiss me he lifted up my shirt and unzipped my shorts as if he wanted to do even though he did and I wanted him inside me even tho I just met. I looked in his eyes and gave him the ok that it was ok to undo my clothes. He quickly took off my stuff and laid me on the bed and started planting cute soft kisses on my neck which later lead on the kisses between my inner thighs. I told him to stop teasing me because... it was getting too me. He shoved his hard member inside me and went in for it harder and harder, my nails dug in back leaving little nail prints on his back. He then took his BIG swelled member out of me and went down on me. He ate me out and my god it felt so damn good. He said "damn you're so wet ur 💦 makes me want more and more" as he bit his lip saying. He told me to get up and go in the covers and suck his 🍆. So I did it. He got inside me once again and then said he was going to unleash a big one. And he unleashed it all over my body. We were tired and it said "you taste good and you're hella tight and I love you". I said I love you too and then we laid there.
