Masturbation in My Hotel Room

When I am on the road, I get into a town the day before I actually have to do work and I check into a hotel, have dinner and go to my hotel room alone.  As soon as I get in the room I take off all my clothes and jump on my bed with my computer. I love how excited I get thinking about chatting or camming with an anonymous girl.  As I lay on my bed, I grab my balls and start squeezing them almost like I’m pumping blood into my shaft.  My other hand gently strokes my shaft harder and harder until I am fully erect .  I like the heaviness my balls have in my hand as I squeeze and fondle them like they were two golf balls.   My other hand rubs my shaft until I am fully erect, which takes no time.  My heart surges blood as I stroke myself  and I feel it pumping intensely throughout my whole body.   I pull my computer in front of me, turn on the camera, spread my legs so that my cock and body are exposed to the camera.  I try to  get the best angle so that my cock looks huge and enough of my body is exposed without showing my face so that a woman would want to mutual masturbate with me.  I’m really not sure that I will cam with someone but I get it ready just in case. Once I find the right placement and my cock is rock hard, eager to find it’s pussy mate, I pull up some of my favorite chat sites on the internet.  I will go to a chat site and try to engage until I find someone who is willing to chat.  Once I get someone, I don’t mess around with small talk, I go straight to sex talk.  My cock stays hard, I stroke and stroke and my heart races as I type out my sexual passion to a stranger.   My mind is racing, my fingers flying on the keyboard as I type my sexual exploration of this stranger on the other side of my connection.  I tell her I am right there making love to her,  I tell her I feel every movement of her body, I feel how her pussy feels on my tongue as I push it inside her, slide my cock inside her, I tell her how soft and wet her mouth is as I kiss her. I stroke myself and my excitement is hard to control.  Sometimes we exchange photos and I lust over them and describe in detail how I am fucking her.  This is edging heaven for me and I do not let myself cum until I can tell that she is close. Typing faster and faster,  I paint a picture of my cock pounding into her pussy and feeling her warm pussy juices all over my body. Hornier and hornier I get. I type and stroke, stroke and type faster and harder.  The more the woman on the other side engages with me, the better the experience.   I start letting loose when she describes her moaning and pleasure.  Timing is difficult but when I see her type CUUMMMING…. I am fully in ejaculation mode.  My cum is spurting violently out of my cock.  My heart is racing,  and I’m breathing heavily. So hot, so hard, so nice.  I manage to write CUMMING..  with two fingers of my left hand as my right hand is stroking all the juices out of my cock.  We then have small talk, engage in formalities and bid each other well.  I can’t say that this happens every time but it has happened enough for me to want to do it again and again.  I am hooked.