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Ms. Marca: Part 5 My youth
by Ms. Marca (marca40dd@aol.com)
***
This is a story about my life and my wild and wicked
ways. This is about me, just a part of my life! (M+/F,
exh, voy, 1st, prost, bi)
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I know what a man likes, and what he wants in a woman
and I enjoy being all three. As a slut, I need to be
dirty with my sex, lick his ass and suck his hole.
Giving oral to some men could be dirty in some person’s
eyes, but to me sucking his balls and cock is an act of
enjoyment and endearment. A whore is a
harlot/prostitute.
I lay on my back and spread my legs and let him fall
between my long tan thigh and fill my honey pot with
cock; as he rides me I whisper how good he makes me
feel. Being a bitch is getting on all fours, wiggling
your ass in his face, and turning him on to mounting
you like the stud of the pack and breed to the bitch in
heat. I learned that a good lover could be all of
these, and still be a lady, and so much more. When the
question and answer period ended, I knew then that
women had been literally been give the gift of life;
sex was what made my world go around.
Chapter 1
I woke up Sunday morning and got ready for my flight to
Florida. I showered and shaved my legs, underarms, and
pubic area; have to keep that bikini from showing any
ugly hair peeking out. I have been shaving my pussy for
so long that I cannot remember having anything but a
two or three days worth of fuzz on it. I put on some
moisturizing cream and walked back in the bedroom to
get dressed. I chose some simple white cotton panties
and a low cut summer dress that falls way below my
knees, one that buttoned up the front. I decided not to
wear a bra as the dress as a built in support and it
was already hot and muggy outside and the dress would
contain my breasts pretty well.
Mother had come to my room as I was dressing and told
me that my dad wanted to drive me to the airport. "He
wants to say goodbye and be with you, a father and
daughter thing honey!" I told her I understood, it was
time in our relationship that this man would step to
the side as I went out to make room for a different man
to come into my left and this was dads way of saying
goodbye.
Dad gathered my bags and we headed to the airport. It
was a drive that my father talked non-stop telling me
to be careful where I went, who I was with, did I have
enough money, do you have my work number; hey this was
my father and his little girl was going off by herself.
Dad parked in long-term parking and we headed for the
AA terminal at DFW; I tried to tell dad he did not need
to stay, but he had to see me on the big bird be with
me until the last minutes.
We sat and made small talk for a while as people do in
airports, avoiding the subject of leaving. With my
flight announced it was time to board and the time had
come to say goodbye all over again. I hugged and kissed
him and told him goodbye. "I love you daddy, I will
always love you and mom more than you will ever know."
I took my window seat and watched as we backed away
from the gate, he was at the terminal window waving
trying not to let go. My poor father, if only he knew
what his little girl had grown up to be and she was
still a under age teen who was way beyond her 17 years
when it came to life. I sat by the window waving at dad
seeing him wipe a tear from his eyes and blow his nose
until the plane backed away from the gate and taxied to
the runway.
I had paid no attention to who was setting beside me as
I was looking out the window at my father. As soon as
the plane was airborne, I glanced around to see who was
near me, it turned out to be an older man my father’s
age, and he was dressed in grey slacks and dark blazer.
He looked at me and smiled and I got the fast once
over.
"How’s a beautiful girl like you traveling the world
without an escort?" I smiled and looked down at my lap
thinking to myself what did he mean by ESCORT as in a
woman who is an escort? "We all need to get away from
time to time; but if you must know I am on my way to
work starting tomorrow."
"Where’s your boyfriend, then?" he asked, as if that
were the obvious next question. Only seventeen years
old, and I had a boyfriend, Steven, in Fort Worth, but
I did not expect our relationship would survive the
coming year or even after this trip. The sad part was
that it did not really bother me. I had lost my
virginity to someone else long before I met Steven.
"Oh," I stumbled, on that one, "he’s – I – I mean, I
don’t really have a boyfriend – I mean, and we’re
just." He leaned over and said in a low voice; "I would
guess you have many boy friends and I think I saw you
with one, the one you were saying goodbye at the gate."
Oh was this man was fishing and he was going to work on
me fast. How did I explain simply that I had said
goodbye to my father. I did not need to explain that to
a stranger, did I? "Will I get to travel and I get to
meet and be with a few special people in my line of,
working."
"Oh." The old man just shrugged, indicating somehow
that it was all beyond him. Staring out the window, I
heard him say, "He’s a fool, I wouldn’t let a girl as
pretty as you travel alone, if you were mine." Just as
suddenly, he put out his hand. "James Nash here and you
are?"
I took his hand, "Marca, my friends call me Marca!" I
saw a ring on his finger and that got me to thinking
about my first married man. I turned and looked out the
window at the clouds; I did not want to chat with
anyone. A married man was the last thing I needed to
think about today or the next 7 days.
The first time I had a married man I was just 15 and he
got something he will never forget, just like me. The
married man was one of my girl friends father’s
brother, her uncle, who was in his late 40’s, not over
52 are so. The first time I ran into the old goat when
I was 15 at the mall where I was modeling on a Saturday
afternoon. He made that trip to the mall more than most
men, and this one time he got bold and spoke to me.
His old woman was out of town seeing the grand babies
and the boy had time on his hands. At my break, I went
with him to have a coke, we chatted about small thing,
and he had his eyes all over me checking my boobs, as
did every man I knew. God this old fart was fifty plus
and I was 15 and he had that look as if he wanted to
fuck me, like shit.
The next time I saw him was right before I turned 16
and I was spending the weekend at my girl friends
house. On Saturday, after I got off from work at the
mall she and I was doing teenage things, taking about
boys, doing our makeup, and just being girls. It seems
her uncle was going to baby set with us since her folks
went out of town at the last moment and her mother
wanted an adult around. This uncle was not who you
wanted looking after two 15-year-old girls, and one had
the body and looks of a 19 year old.
That afternoon we were out in the pool when Uncle
Kerry, showed up. I had on my string bikini and it did
not leave much to the imagination. My body had
blossomed over the past year much faster than other
girls had my age and the smile on my face as I strut
around showed that I knew it. Since that first time at
the mall I did nothing but flirt with him, our
relationship had changed. He, like all men could not
help but flirt with me, and I returned my playful
advances in a way that encouraged him to continue.
I was in a blue and white bikini, my little bottoms
had, on the side a string that tied them tight to my
hips, and the top let my cleavage show big time. I
could see he was getting an eye full and it did not
take him long to get his swim trucks on and get in with
us. We were swimming and playing in the water and he
began to lift us up and flip us into the air and back
into the water. "Marca you are a sweet looking thing. I
bet you have all the boys looking fast and hard! "If my
wife had one ounce of your heat, oh I would never get
out of the house." He grinned as he lifted me up out of
the water and flipped me back toward the deep end.
The bikini top was coming lose with each flip and I was
pulling it up almost as a habit. One time it fell off
and I acted as if I did not know it had slipped, he got
a damn good look at them. It took me a few minutes to
adjust my top back over my fun bags. My bottoms were
riding up my crack and after awhile I stop pulling it
out of my ass and just let him see how my cheeks looked
exposed.
I was enjoying the attention I was getting and I got
out of the pool and lay out on the lounge chair on my
back as my girl friend went to get the phone. "Kerry,
could I get you, to be real sweet and rub some oil on
my back?" As I lay on my stomach, I unfasten my bikini
top and this allowed my bare back to be exposed to him;
he rubbed oil on my legs, back and tried to get a
slight feel of my breast as he rubbed my sides. He
stopped when his niece came back from her phone call.
I walked around the rest of the day in my bikini and
gave him a good show. He cooked hotdogs on the grill
and once when he looked at me eating my second dog, I
put the tip of the Winnie in my mouth and ran my tongue
around it as if it was a cock. I looked at him, smiled,
and puckered my lips as if to kiss the tip. That night
we were watching TV in the Den my girl friend and I
were lying on the floor in front of him, stretched out
on our stomach with a pillow beneath our chest. Knowing
I was letting him see my slim, toned and perfectly
proportioned figure.
The two smooth crescents of my ass rose like luscious
mounds from my thin waist. I could feel my robe rode
all the way up my long legs, ending just at the rise of
my ass cheeks. I was making it hard for him to enjoy
the movie. At the next break, I rolled over and leaning
back on my hands and without looking, I knew my robe
was open to where he could see my pink panties, I
smiled and gave that shy look as I asked him if he
would like some coffee.
The coffee finished dripping and I served him a cup. I
made sure I bent over in front of him when I served the
cup and let my boobs show with in reason. I dropped
some had to go get a wet rag to clean up some drops on
the coffee table. My breasts fully exposed to his view
and he adjusted his glasses. I took a seat next to him
where I could stretch out and be more comfortable.
I sat next to him and continued my tease. He told me/us
about all sorts of nonsense and we pretended to listen
to each word. Meanwhile, I made sure that my robe
opened more and more. I as sure, my left nipple was
exposed and from the way he kept adjusting his glasses,
he was taking it all in. I faked a big yawn and moved
my legs out to where the robe fell open and than got up
off the couch, I stood up. "I think it is my bed time,
I’ll see everyone in the morning." I smiled down at him
as I closed my robe again. "So soon, Sleepyhead?" he
asked.
I had gotten up about 2AM to go to the kitchen to get
something to drink and slipped on my robe over my
panties, which at that stage in my life I still slept
in. With only the light from the open door of the
refrigerator, I poured a glass of milk. Just as I was
about to close the door, I heard footsteps at the
kitchen door.
"Hey Marca, just came down to make sure everything is
going ok" He peeked at my robe opening, begging it to
fall open. He was practically drooling . . ." "Well, I
think I needed a little something to help me get to
sleep. Other than that everything is fine"
I replied somewhat coolly. I then decided a little
flirting would not kill me and it would be fun to send
him packing back to bed and still horny as he was this
afternoon. I leaned forward, felling my heavy breasts
press against the terrycloth robe and it opened enough
to give Kerry a good shot of cleavage. I gave him that
big smiled, "I'm just fine, I've got my glass of milk,
that’s all that I need to night."
I ran my other hand down the edge of the robe and
pushed my knee out below the wrap at my waist showing
most of my thigh. I got a quick peek at Kerry's crotch.
Yep, full bulge, but it was obvious that he had a full
tent erection that easily hides under his robe.
"I need to get up stairs before your niece wakes up and
wonders what is going on down here." I slipped by him
in the kitchen doorway with my boobs rubbing up against
him as I turned side ways and squeezed by him. God I
was giving him a show, I was the big tease that
everyone said I was. Just than I spilled my milk on my
robe and it ran down my breast. I reached up pulled my
wet robe away from wet skin and the full set of breast
came into view. I looked up and saw his smile and eyes
fixed on my breast.
He reached for a cup towel on the back of one of the
chairs, took it to my boobs, and began to wipe the milk
up. My nipples went hard as a rock and I gasped for air
as he ran the towel over my nipples. He looked at me
and said, "here you need to set down and let me check
and make sure I got it all wiped up.
As if he had done this a hundred times before, Kerry
neatly lifted me from my position in the doorway,
turned and set me down on my bare ass on top of the
kitchen counter; I leaned back against the wall and
this leaving me effectively nude except for my panties.
"Oh Marca I think you got milk on your panties, here
lets get you out of these." He pulled them off with out
me lifting my ass up and stroked my soft flesh as he
did. "I have to taste this. I've thought about this
since the first time I saw you modeling at the mall."
He closed in on my pussy and I could smell my own
arousal as his tongue snaked out to dip into my honey.
His strong hands around my waist and my hands on his
head were the only things keeping me from falling to
the floor. I hooked my feet up on his shoulders as he
moved them up and out. This caused my slit to spread
and left my aching pussy wide open for him. I gave him
a smoldering look through narrowed eyes, encouraging
him to do what he pleased with his willing late night
date.
"No intercourse," I said weakly. "I'll give you a hand
job or a blow job. Please I am not ready for that."
He required no further permission and with a grin and
deep rumbling dove right into the task at hand -- or
rather, at tongue.
My boy friends could take some serious lessons from
this old man on eating pussy. Tongue, lips, fingers,
all brought me quickly to the edge of reason. His
strong, big hands guided my hips to the very edge of
the counter top. My eyes opened only briefly when his
mouth left my love nest. I could feel wetness dripping
down my ass and was maddeningly close to orgasm as I
curled up from my position on my elbows to see where my
ticket to sexual release had gone.
My body bent nearly in half and my ass rolled up from
the top of the counter. He bent and licked from the top
of the crack of my ass to my clit, scooping the copious
juices with his tongue. I was limp with desire and
satiation. He pulled me up and kissed me, siphoning the
mixture he had collected with his tongue directly into
my mouth.
I drank it in greedily; sucking his tongue into my
mouth like it was his amazing cock. This gave me an
idea! However, before I could act, he moved me again,
his eyes burning now. He rolled me back again, and put
his mouth to my pussy, sucking hard, swallowing, and
cleaning every bit of my juices from my pussy lips, my
ass and my thighs. I squirmed, came, and came again.
I pulled his head up; unable to stand another set of
orgasms like the ones he had given me so far.
Reluctantly, he followed my lead and I kissed the
juices again from his lips, his tongue and face. Then I
slid off the counter, sliding down his length, my knees
spread on either side of his legs and I took his cock
into my mouth to return the favor.
Lucky me, it was hard and I was able to take most of it
into my greedy mouth. I tasted the sweet mixture of
juices in the folds of skin as I rolled his cock around
with my tongue. My lipstick and starchy leavings
mingled in his salt-and-pepper pubic hair. This was a
cock to write home about; this was a cock made for a
woman's pleasure.
It was achieving that purpose. My right hand followed
my lips, my left made a circuit through his thatch of
graying hair -- nails lightly separating the tangle --
and around the heavy testicles. His hands guided my
head, combing my terminally mussed hair, tracing the
seal of my lips around his cock. "God, girl, your boy
friend has taught you well," he groaned, thrusting
forward slightly as his cock reached full mast. I
licked the spot just below the tip of his meaty head in
response. I pulled the skin taut with my hand as I
gently drew my bottom teeth along his length and
suctioned my saliva from the tip.
"What makes you so sure he taught me?" I winkled up at
him. Then I lowered my throat upon him, my tongue
tracing zigzags along the underside. He groaned again.
I felt the twitching begin. I pulled back to get a look
at the mighty weapon that had so pleasured me. "I play
by ear," I whispered, just a bit in awe of his stamina.
I kissed the smooth skin and licked the tip that leaked
a drop of liquid. I looked up to lock gazes with the
man. His teeth gleamed again at me and his hand cupped
my chin. I took him into my mouth once more, this time
for the duration. My eyes never left his face as I
worked diligently on the fleshy scimitar. His head
rolled back and he released a load of sweet cream into
my thirsty mouth. I swallowed every drop and licked up
the remaining mixture as if it was pure as baby’s milk.
Our lips locked and she probed my mouth deeply with her
tongue. We stayed in that position and made out, oddly
concluding with something much more appropriate for a
girl her age. This seemed to go on forever, and we did
not stop until the sound of a toilet flushing came from
up stairs snapped us back into reality.
"I got to go." I whispered. I placed a light kiss on
his forehead, rolled off him, and disappeared up the
stairs. That was just two years ago and my how I had
come along way since that say.
Chapter 2
I raised the outside armrest and squeezed out from
beneath my meal tray. I stretched and ran my hands down
the sides of my dress. Had to go stand in line to Pee,
and do a quick touch up on the make up. I arrived at
the hotel, checked in, and found a note waiting for me
from Rob suggesting that we meet for dinner. Taking my
key, I went up to my room on the 7th floor. After
unpacking my bags, I decided to have a showered and
dressed. I had chosen my clothes carefully for this
trip, had to make an impression on all. It was
summertime and the evening’s was warm.
I slid lace white bikini panties over my thighs and up
on to my hips. The material buried itself between the
large dark tan globes of my ass and I pulled it up over
my bald smooth pussy.
I slid on my new pink top, held up with thin straps
over my shoulders supported the thin fabric which
stretched to accommodate my 39D breasts, revealing a
large amount of cleavage. A white cotton skirt stopping
just above my knees completed the outfit. I completed
my preparations by touching up my lipstick and adding a
few squirts of a new perfume. At 6 Pm, the phone rang
and it was Rob down in the lobby and he had the
photographer with him so we could go over the shoot.
As we had dinner, the wine helped me unwind from the
trip a little and then we got into the details of the
session on the shoot in the morning at the marina, the
site for the first shoot. I was to do two shoots a day
one in the morning and one in the after noon and do the
on each of the different vessel the company
manufactured.
It was decide I would do the session in a bikini and
some in sports wear. The photographer said good night
after dinner and Rob and I to moved into the bar and
sat listen to the music coming from the night club in
the next room after a couple of drinks, Rob turned to
me and said.
"Marca I’m helping organize the entertainment for this
week’s board meeting – you know, for the board members
and officers – of the company. One of the other
salesman s helping me do other things, got the room
reserved, dinners and all I am trying to do is arrange
for some entertainment – a little bump and grind, you
know – a little T ‘n A." He turned again to look me in
the eye; you think you might be up for that."
I thought to myself, and really, I’ve ‘been there, done
that’ already, hell I been doing that all summer two or
three times a day." Turning in my chair, I said aloud,
"Well, are they nice guys?" Certainly, a pointless
question, I realized, once I asked.
The negotiations that followed were simple and
friendly. In the end, Rob agreed to pay for several
days of extra work in cash and slip a little extra more
on to my check that the company was paying me. Excited,
Rob went to a phone to give the good news to his
cohorts.
I do love fucking another woman’s husband. The best are
men who just want some wild nasty sex; that they cannot
get at home. Being a young girl who is always out in
public, and one who will do anything, that, will make
them keep coming back for more I just love to make a
man my property, get a hold on him.
Rob and I talked on the way up to my room about the
photo shoot that was to begin in the morning, but I
wanted to know just what will they be expecting of me
later this week when I need to entertain?
A little taken aback he shrugged and said, "I don’t
know, exactly. Just a bit of a relax conversation at
the cocktail party and than dinner, he paused, staring
at me, "then whatever comes naturally, I guess."
I smiled, relieved. "Okay," I gave him that big smile.
"That’s okay, then. Oh Rob I was wondering if Mr.
Newcomer was going to be around the next day or so, I
wanted to think him for getting me this work." Rob told
me he had to go to New England area and would be back
on Tuesday.
Rob turned to leave, saying, with his hand on the door
handle, "So, I’ll pick you up about seven, tomorrow
morning, right?" Then just as he stepped over the
threshold, he stopped again and turned a sad, worried
look on his face. "You’re not going to back out on me
about the extra work are you?"
"Of course not," I said comfortingly and reached to
give his hand a squeeze. "Don’t worry. See you,
tomorrow, at seven."
I was up and at it by 6AM and doing some of my makeup.
My hair was different story, I rolled the hair and
sprayed it extra heavy so it would hold a curl in the
hot Florida humidity and sun. I had a bag ready to go
for my clothes, a bag for my makeup, hair roller, hot
comb, and hair drier and had a third hang up for my
slacks and sports wear. It is like moving day when you
go on a shoot. At 7AM Rob called from the lobby and
said he and the crew were here; "good send them up I
need help with my things."
I was still getting myself together when they knocked
on the door Rob and three young college boys not much
older than me and they were checking me out as I
pointed to what to take and not to fold that dress;
hell I was giving orders like I was the HMFIC, as my
grandfather would say.
The three studs their eyes locked in on me and I am
sure they involuntarily licked their lips as they took
in my perfectly shaped round breasts sitting high on my
chest with my large nipples, which protruded under my
skimpy crop top. My butt jutted out invitingly from my
cut-offs., I slip on sandals and smiled to myself as I
giggled at them as we walked out the door.
Two vans took us to a marina in South Beach area. There
we picked up two boats and headed out and down the
coast toward the keys. It was an hour ride, I worked on
my makeup, and when we pulled into a cove, I started on
my hair. By the time the crew had set up the first set,
I was ready to pose, show time. I was to do the first
shots in a bikini on the boat; this old boy liked a set
of boobs and a nice ass. He checked the position of the
sun and set the tripod and camera up a short distance
away.
"How do you want me?" I called out to him. That made
the three-college boy give out a wild hoot and some
asshole commits; the photographer turned, looking at
them said. "Next fucking remark and you are out of
here, anyone got a problem with that?" This was all
business to him, which it should be.
If he was not in front of me clicking away, he was
behind me; he had me do a full roll of me bent over,
ass stuck out, hands on the wheel, boobs hanging down
and me looking back at the lens at a 45 degree shot. He
had the young college boys holding the reflectors,
trying to get the right sun light on me and the third
one was to stand off to the side and wipe sweat off me
if my body began to shine; I wonder how he got that
job?
After an hour, I had to stop touch up my makeup and
spray the hair one more time; this time we moved to the
water in the cove near the beach. At the beach, it was
hot and the brisk breeze off the ocean felt good. He
took a few more and said he was very please with the
progress we were making.
We took a break just before 11AM, just sitting around
after a few poses on the boat and in the water near the
cove. I happened to look over at one of the hands and
one of my boobs had jiggled loose, about half of my
right nipple had slipped out of the top of my bikini.
I looked down and smiled as I looked up and stuffed it
back in, blushing just a little. He looked around to
see where the boss was. "Don't be bashful on our
account!" said one of the other crew members. I
laughed, "I think I’ll save the nude shots for later!"
That got them going and that just made me blush even
more. "Let's see the other one, Honey!"
I stuck my tongue out at them, as I looked at them,
"Show us both Marca, and show us those American
beauties!"
I gave them a funny look, then just pulled down my top
for a second, exposing them to God and the world.
I looked over at the photographer and he was looking at
me too. The conversation suddenly got quiet. We all
just looked at each other for what seemed like several
minutes. I shifted my arm, the strap of my top slipped
over my shoulder. Only faith and hope was holding the
one side of my top up, we all knew it. The silence was
deafening!
Then gravity won out, the bra cup slid down, and my
full breast was suddenly in full view. "Oops!" I said
with a giggle, and went to pull it back up. "I’ll be
good!" I pulled it back up I knew he was not going to
fire me. For the three days, it was 10 to 12 hours each
day of nonstop hurry up and wait. The college boys saw
that it took a lot of work to get the one perfect
picture and what we, on the other side of the lens have
to do to get that one in a million look.
The last day of the shoot the photographer, ask me if I
wanted to do some nudes for an extra fee just from him!
"Make it worth my time." The photographer made me a
deal I could not refuse to take and it would be about 3
hours of work. I asked him if he needed everyone around
for this and he said no, just two would be enough.
Working with the crew were two hunk’s who seem to be
just a few years older than me and were nice looking,
you could see they had been in the weight room. These
two were quite and did not say much but I could tell
they gave me the eye and looked when they could. When I
was, ask whom from the crew did I want on the set for
the nude session I picked them and felt that they would
not give me any lip or trouble. Everyone got the
afternoon off and all cleared the boat but the four of
us.
During the nude shoot it came up if I had a boy friend
I gave everyone that big smile and told the group that
I was in between boyfriends, will just for the week.
Sam, the photographer asked me how I lived without sex.
I said it was not necessary to have a boy friend to get
good sex.
"I do not see sex as the only reason to date someone,
and that not everyone who had a boyfriend was getting
sex. Some times, it was just as much fun to try
different cuts of meat, instead of the same old one. I
see that the world has lots of different cuts and sizes
of steak and plenty of it."
I went on to tell them that I just had to have my
weekly supply of meat, and it was nice to have it all
the time, and I kept a string of boyfriends all the
time so that I did not have to go without. I smiled,
and brushed it off saying it was not a big deal, and
tried to change the subject. I had the crew’s
attention.
The shoot went off without any major problems and this
type of shoot made me a little nervous because of the
sexy poses I had to make in front of the three men.
When the shoot was over the photographer told me he
would see me back at the hotel he needed to get back
and develop the film that had been shot for the client
and that the two guys would take me back after I had
showered and dressed. As he pulled out from the area
near the marina one of the hunks held out a beer and
said. "You look like you could use this to cool off." I
took the beer and had just one or two sips, not a
drinker this was not my thing.
I didn’t have anything on but a light weight robe that
did not hide my nipples coming though the material and
the fullness of them made me look just that more
sexier. "What are your names," they told me they were
Gary and Sean. Jesse told me how hot I looked and they
enjoyed watching me pose for the nude shoots.
I turned to go back down the steps into the lounge area
of the boat and put on my clothes, I smiled nervously.
I felt like I was outside my body. They both looked at
me and I saw their eyes travel down slowly during what
was surely the longest silence ever. I meant to pull my
robe tighter but they had seen me nude for the last 2
hours, if not longer. I succeeded only in giving them a
nice glance of my D-sized breast. I quickly pulled the
material back and rushed down the steps.
Sean and Gary followed me down the steps into the
lounge, paying much more attention now. I could tell
both intended to see how far this was going to go. I
was a piece of ass and they had no control over their
libidos. Trying not to face them, I opened the ice
chest and bent over leaning into it saying,
"What would you boys like?" As soon as the words came
out of my mouth, I cringed. What the fuck is wrong with
me? Why did I say that?"
I felt one of them behind me his strong hands glide
over my ass cheeks and heard him say. "I know what I
want, and it's not in the cooler."
I stood up and faced Sean. My robe had opened
considerably, and I had planned to say something to put
him in his place, but our eyes locked and all of a
sudden, all I could do was lower my gaze to the bulge
in his pants. As I lifted my gaze, Sean took the
initiative to slide his hands under my robe and around
the side of my tits, totally exposing me. My nipples
had now responded accordingly pointing out like brand
new pencil erasers.
Sean leaned in and nuzzled his face against my neck and
started kissing and licking it and sucking at my
earlobe. I caved and slid my arms around him. Sean
reached down and working feverishly, untied my robe and
let it fall to the floor. In a low moan and weak voice,
I told them.
"Oh I am so horny, I need it, I need it from both of
you, and I need your cock!"
I put my arms back around Sean's neck and started
kissing him long and deep twirling my tongue inside his
mouth exploring every spot on his own tongue.
Sean buried his hands in my hair and pulled my head
back roughly biting my neck and moving down to my tits.
He picked me up and put me on galley table. Gary was up
and ready to jump in. They stood on either side of me
alternating between my tits and my mouth, licking,
biting and sucking.
"Yes, oh yes for God sakes suck them, suck my big
nipples! OH YES. Yes suck them!"
I left every inhibition behind. I reached for their
cocks through their pants and started feeling them up.
They both stood up and started stripping. I could not
believe my eyes. Both studs had hard bodies, long
muscled torsos and strong legs. My mind, my pussy was
sucking wind when I saw them after they stripped off
their shorts displaying two huge cocks standing
completely at attention.
Both Sean and Gary had the same idea and brought their
cocks up to my mouth. I grabbed them and was not
letting go. I switched back and forth sucking and
licking each, occasionally trying to fit both in at
once. Sean reached down and started fingering my wet
hot slit, which felt wonderful, but when Gary joined
him and I now had four large fingers buried in my
snatch I almost hit the roof.
"Oh you bastards I been wet for two days wanting a man!
Rub it, oh yes rub my hot pussy!"
The first wave came without warning I just felt a huge
explosion that started between my legs and traveled
right up my spine. I backed wildly against their hands
and they held steady, not pulling out until I finally
slowed down. I stop them long enough to tell Gary to
get the condoms out of my purse; they both had that
look as if she is right.
They had been seeing my body for 3 days and completely
nude the past few hours and both were up and wanted to
fuck and I was more than willing. I rolled over and
bent over the small sofa letting Sean have first crack.
I watched as rolled the condom down his shaft and wiped
some of my juices on his covered cock. I felt Sean
rubbing my ass and slapping his dick against my cheeks.
He went right to the bottom of my love nest in one
hump, both of us letting out with a cry of pleasure. I
looked back at his as I wiggled my ass.
"Oh you motherfucker, fuck me, you big cock son-of-a-
bitch, fuck my slit; get that cock pumping! FUCK ME GOD
DAMN-IT, FUCK ME!"
Gary got an evil look on his face and grabbed a handful
of my hair jerking his now hardening cock in front of
my face. I darted out my tongue twitching as Sean now
slapped his hard cock against my wet pussy, bumping
repeatedly into my swollen clit. Gary started rubbing
his erection against my face. Over my eyes nose and
lips, pushing his balls against my mouth and forcing
them between my lips. I tongued them in saliva and
stared up at him wondering what was next. I found out.
I kept Gary happy with what was surely the best blowjob
of his life. I held his shaft as I sucked his cock like
it was a soda straw, trying to suck life from him to
me. I would look up at him and pull off telling him
what I wanted.
"Shoot it off baby, give me that cream, make me suck
your cream, shoot it baby!"
Now that I was taking two cocks at the same time, I
really did feel like a whore. Both Sean and Gary held
on as long as they could but neither had the staying
power I was looking for. After all, they had been
seeing me prancing around with my boobs out and ass
wiggling for two days; these boys needed it as bad as I
did. Almost at the same moment, both of them blew their
loads. I felt my pussy walls expand as Sean's sticky
blast filled his condom, while I gagged at Gary's first
shot down my throat, I was able to swallow the massive
load and suck him clean.
I thought they spent, but I thought wrong. Sean picked
me up off the sofa and let Gary take my place on the
sofa on his back. Instinctively I climbed on top of
Gary slipped a condom on his shaft and shoving his fat
cock up my pussy and sitting down letting it fill me
completely. I looked at Sean and told him to rest, one
at a time is better; he just smiled and stroked his
cock.
I started fucking Gary like a mad woman trying not to
hurt either of us; he gave up being gentle and started
fucking my pussy like an animal. I was lost, feeling my
pussy grip Gary's huge cock I could not handle it. I
started to come, but it was more than that. My mind
went ballistic.
"Oh me, oh yes, yes give it to me, give it to me. Fuck
me, fuck me, fuck me hard!"
I started bucking and screaming, begging him to fuck me
harder and harder. Pleading with him to suck my
nipples, to hurt me, to abuse my pussy until it was a
cream filled pie, a cream splattered mess. I wanted it
in every position and have each of them do me until I
begged them to stop. Over the length of the afternoon,
I had them fuck me every way I could think of. I had
gone over the edge and wanted to be like a total whore
and the boys were only happy to oblige.
When I went off and I lost count of how many times, it
was like a dream and you just do not want to wake up. I
was delirious with pleasure as wave after depraved wave
swept over me. I did not have a boy friend back home; I
did not have anyone to answer to, all I felt was a
sexual high I would never come down off this high. I
kept climaxing in nasty convulsions; two hunks who were
experts at the art of shameless pleasure were fucking
me.
By the end of the three hours of non-stop fucking and
sucking, we were all exhausted; I did have time to
shower before we headed back to the hotel. They had to
clean up the boat and put it back in the same condition
as it had been. I did not put on anything sexy for the
ride to the hotel I was beat.
We rolled into the hotel Wednesday night about 8PM and
after my stuff was unloaded, the boys ask me out to a
party that they were going to later that night. Oh that
would be so tempting go to a party; but even at 17 I
new where my pay check was coming from, I was being
paid to work for this company and I had to be on show
by noon tomorrow. "Thanks fellows, but I’ll pass on
this one!" That night I had a sandwich in my room and
long hot bath and was in bed by 11PM. Who would have
believed that could happen. I did get a good night
sleep.
Chapter 3
I slept until 9AM and just had time to get myself
together in order to make the lunch meeting with the
board. I dressed to show off my body that was for sure.
From my vantage point, I tried to make it possible to
see that I was not wearing a bra; I had a very deep V
neckline plunging to almost my navel, showing most of
my much-tanned breasts.
I wanted to give out that look that I was tan all over
and make them think that I spent at least some of my
time on a nude beach. I knew that my full, 39D’s would
really show off nicely in this dress, I new that my
horny admires would look at my curves of my breasts
visible almost to my nipples.
My black mini-skirt did every bit of justice to my tan
tone legs, and the black open toed 5" high heels sealed
the deal. I had tried to dress to be every man that saw
me this afternoon as his wet dream tonight. I wanted
each man to think he was the one who would make their
dreams come true as they gazed upon me.
Rob’s look, as I opened the door, said all he needed to
say. His jaw dropped and his eyes glazed fleetingly as
he drew a sudden breath and seemed to hold it. I stood,
pleased, waiting for him to finish scanning up and down
my sexy let it all hang out body. Finally, obviously
satisfied with what he saw, he muttered, "You ready?"
Grabbing my purse, which held little more than my key
to the room, lipstick and a bit of cash, I accompanied
Rob through the lobby and the gauntlet of stares and
low whistles to his car.
Everyone this is our treat for tonight!" Rob said
holding my hand out and twirling me around slowly. I
was not sure what he meant by treat, but I was sure of
one thing and that was every eye in the room was on me.
I could feel them undressing me with their eyes as Rob
took me around the room introducing me to all the board
members and with 10 men and I being the only woman in
the room you knew I had everyone’s attention. After he
had introduced me to all I leaned over close to Rob
whispering in his ear.
"What kind of treat am I?" "You will find out soon
enough my sweet; I think you know why you get the big
bucks for."
Rob pulled me over to the side as we went to the bar
and told me to look over his shoulder at the fat little
bald man, Mr. Cone; he was not staying for dinner,
going back after this cocktail party and he had
expressed interest in me visiting him in his room
before he checked out. "Just remember Marca you get
paid for extra work and you might as well start with
him."
It was only a few minutes when the fat old ugly fart
started telling everyone good by and Rob told me that
was my clue to cut out and give him 15 minutes and go
to his room. I went back to my room made sure I had
condoms and some Kleenex in my purse, checked my makeup
and headed for his room. I knocked on his door and when
he opened it I told him, I did not get a chance to say
goodbye down stairs and just wanted to stop by to tell
him how much I enjoyed meeting him.
He smiled told me to come in and said he had time
before he left to have a quick drink. I stood to one
side as he walked past me toward the bar, God he was a
short fat ugly son-of-a-bitch, he was no more than 5’4"
and was build like a ball. I went and took a seat on
the sofa and we had a drink; half way into my second
sip of my wine he looked at me and said. "Honey we know
why you’re here, so let’s cut the crap and you can get
undressed." This is how I get my overtime pay I guess
and my first one is fat ugly. I stood and was about to
drop my skirt when he turned me around caressed my ass
cheeks and it felt nice. He kissed my ass cheeks and
started to pull down my panties.
"Bend over!"
I bent over the chair that was in front of me and he
could see everything. He took his time to enjoy the
sights, caressed and every now and then landed a wet
kiss on my ass cheeks.
"So you like being sodomized?"
I was a little shocked at the statement he made, bent
over while he could examine my butt made me think of
the few hard cocks I had up my ass. That just made me
feel hot and I could tell it was going to cause ecstasy
and pain. "Yes," I said, a little bit shy, when I felt
his breath very close to my crotch.
Smack! He landed a gentle flat hand on my right cheek
and another slap and felt pain on the other cheek
instantly. It made me shoot straight up in the air
although it did not hurt that much. I have had a few
butt slapping before I had not been prepared for a
spanking just at this time.
"Bend down more, show me more of you ass you Amazon
bitch!" Wow, that made me horny and I spread my legs
and bent as much as I could; looking back at his fat
ugly face as he licked his fat lips. His tongue came
closer to my crotch and suddenly I felt a finger at my
rectum, he was rough with my little rosebud. I did not
like the feeling and asked him to be gentle. He
instantly released the pressure and started to lick
around my butt hole.
"Oh Mr. Cone, oh yes, I like that!" I sighed and
grunted and he went on an on. He made me nuts, because
after my plea to be gentle, he did not raise pressure
again. I wanted to ask him to fuck me, but I did not
want to appear that willing. After all, he was just
licking me for a while.
He stopped licking and started to caress my ass cheeks
again. Suddenly, I felt his finger at my butt tunnel,
he twisted it a little, just like his tongue and then
he eased it into my butt the whole length. What a
relief! Finally, after all this teasing, he stuffed my
ass. I was in heaven and told him by grunting loudly.
He started to fuck me slowly with his finger and
squeezed my ass cheeks.
"Oh damn, keep going! Keep going, don’t stop!" I
yelled.
A few minutes after my orgasm subsided, he did not stop
finger fucking my ass. I just stood there bent over the
chair still breathing hard from my experience. After a
while, he pulled his finger out and asked me to stand
up. I did so and looked behind me when he gave my ass
hole a last push with two fingers that made me scream.
He laughed and ordered me to bend over again. I looked
back to see him lowering his pants and I saw his dick
sticking out from his underwear slot. He was a little
bit aroused, was not very big and not very beautiful.
The Motherfucker was small!
He stood and turned me around where I was facing the
sofa and he was behind me dog style. Something was
happening behind me, I figured him to be jerking off
when he kneeled behind me, stretching my legs wider
apart. That sent my upper body into the pillows of the
sofa. I felt his dick. "Please be careful!"
"Shut up you long legged, ass fucking bitch, I fuck you
as I like and you will be pleased to have me!" With
that, he pushed his cock head into my ass. His little
Pee-Pee was not going to hurt my pussy or my ass, but
you do not tell little Napoleon that he is a shit
sandwich.
"Oh Mr. Cone that is so painful, oh, oh me, Oh Mr. Cone
oh me!" Smack! He slapped my ass. He had me locked
between his dick that was humping me in my ass and the
sofa. "Please, don’t do that to me, please do not hurt
me! I will do whatever you want but please be gentle
with me!" He answered with another stroke of his cock.
In fact, the dick was only past the head in my ass, and
he was about to change that. He eased it in gently the
whole length and it felt good. Yes, it was ok. At least
it felt much better than nothing up there.
Gently he eased his dick in and out and in and out. I
was getting with the motion that our bodies were making
and looked back at him and with wide eyes; my mouth
took on the shape as if I was sucking a cock. "Oh Mr.
Cone I liked it. Thank you! That’s so good!" He knew I
was into this, because I had started to sigh and groan.
"Fuck you are a butt slut whore! You would fuck
anything and anybody I guess?"
I did not answer that, how do you give an answer. "You
fucking whore I am going to ride you now, horny bitch!"
With that, he grabbed my hips with both hands and
started to move harder behind me. He was really riding
me! He had me locked up like a bitch dog and could fuck
me just as he liked. Sometimes my upper body moved up,
but he quickly pushed me into the sofa again, applying
some hard pressure.
I was not whinnying but close. I was moaning
constantly, answering every push with a loud "oh yes,
yes, oh!" The bastard rode me like a young mare!
Then I felt it my ass was about to go off. I looked
back as I rocked back at him. "Oh Mr. Cone my butt is
about to cream, oh I am, yes, yes!" I was crying out
when my butt muscles contracted. He slowed down a bit
and enjoyed the action around his dick. Then he
accelerated and started to fuck harder into my orgasm.
He came also and the load that he shot into my ass made
me come again.
It was a very exhausting orgasm for both of us and we
rested doggy style. I was still kneeling on the sofa
with his little cock still in my ass. He pulled out and
told me to hold my place; I looked back to see him
looking at my bare butt, drenched in my ass juice and
his cream. He was grinning. I felt molested but
satisfied. "How much do you get for the night whore?" I
looked down and felt the hurt with those words, but I
was here to do just that. "Oh Mr. Cone I guess maybe
five hundred a day and my expenses."
I never saw the bastard again,
I got up, dressed, went back to my room, to clean
myself up, and was ready to get on with doing more
entertaining.
Rob saw me walk back into the room where the cocktail
party was and he came over I just winked and smiled.
"Honey I got two more who are cutting out in the
morning, so you got to be nice to them tonight!" I
looked at Rob with a blank stare. "Rob oh me I, oh God,
both at the same time?" He laughed aloud and almost
spilled his drink and shook his head, no. "But I’ll let
you make that choice!"
He stop laughing long enough to point out Mr. Gray and
Mr. Dean and he told me the dinning room table for the
dinner would have name tags and I would be setting
between them. I made my way into the dinning area took
my seat and a few speeches were made and the President
introduced me as this years calendar girl and have me
stand. After the speeches, we had dinner. Dinner was a
five-course meal with three wines; one of the dishes
was a fish dish and one of the men at the table said,
"I hate fish it smells like, oh", he stop in mid
sentence and everyone just looked at me. I smiled and
said.
"All my lovers eat lots of oysters, and when I get
finished with them they could care less what it smells
like!" I whispered in a low voice that only our table
could hear. "I did not know if it worked, but I had
heard about it once, and, after all, as one of my
lovers said I was supposed to be the expert." I could
feel the gaze from every man on my cleavage.
We had small talk and a few crude jokes coming from out
table and the other men in the room were calling for me
to come set at their table, afterwards a few of the men
went to the hotel bar, and again I was setting next to
Mr. Grey and Mr. Dean in the bar.
Mr. Grey kept looking at my legs and back to my boobs,
at last he looked up. "Jesus honey, how big are those
fuckers, I mean, if you don't mind me asking?" Grey
asked, obviously losing a bit of decorum, but quite
interested to get the info.
"Just a D cup, overall 39D, what did you guess they
were?" Both men broke up laughing, as they fixed their
eyes on my fun bags. "I figured they were big, hell
anyone can see that." Mr. Grey was now looking at my
bare legs, as I had quite a short dress on, so I smiled
and said, "Do you like what you see?" and parted my
legs slightly as I crossed them.
The others were grinning at what I was doing. He smiled
and put his hand on my leg and slides it up the inside
of my thigh, until he reached my panties.
He looked at Mr. Dean, who grinned and nodded to him,
so he then started to rub between my legs through the
thin material, then pulled them aside and inserted a
finger up my shaven pussy.
My mouth opened slightly and I gave a soft moan and
whispered. "Oh Mr. Grey please not here." Dean on the
other side saw this and put one hand on my tits,
squeezing and playing gently with them. I tried to pull
away, "too many people is around, not here please
stop!"
I would frequently glance over at Grey who seemed to be
a little uncomfortable with the room watching them with
me at the table. I also noticed that he had a large
bulge in his pants. It sure does look like his cock is
large. I leaned over to Mr. Dean and told him that we
had too many eyes on us in the room. With that, he
moved his hand to my chest and started rubbing my tits
as he whispered in my ear. "Want to go to my room with
me?" My nipples were already hard and poking through my
thin material top but his attention was making them
even harder. I could feel my pussy was already wet.
"Are we going to let Mr. Grey over there to fend for
himself?" I asked Dean. "That is up to you my dear but
I think he should be included or he want be able to
stand too much more," he said. We got up and everyone
in the bar looked at us and knew where we were going.
As soon as the elevator doors closed, they both had
their hands all over me.
We made it to Dean’s room and just as I stepped inside
and the door shut I was out of my skirt and was
standing there in my heels and soaking wet panties.
When Grey he got in front of me, I pulled him to me and
kissed him deeply. Our tongues explored each other's
mouths and we were still kissing when I felt my Dean
slide his fingers in the waistband on my panties and
slide them down. I lifted my legs to allow him to take
them off completely.
They both helped me to the king size bed and I soon
felt two mouths on my tits, nibbling and sucking my
hard nipples. Grey was on my right and Dean on the left
and I felt one of their hand between my legs. His
fingers found my clit and I came as soon as he touched
it.
"My we have a hot one here," Grey said. "I bet we
haven't seen nothing yet my friend" Dean replied. "They
tell me this lovely woman will do anything you want so
let's give her a night to remember." Grey's fingers
were working on the inside of my fold, he grabbed my
clit between his thumb and forefinger, pinching it
lightly, and I came very hard.
I pushed them both back and told them to get undress,
as I moved over and on top of the bed. In a flash, Dean
removed his clothes and stuck his cock in the direction
of my mouth. I moved around on the bed and laid on my
back so that my head was hanging over the edge. "Now
let the night games began!" I said just before he
replaced his hard cock into my mouth. I let my head
fall back as far as it could and felt him slide his
cock deep in my throat.
I felt the finger leave my pussy, heard a belt buckle
and zipper, and knew that Grey was undressing. I moaned
around the cock in my mouth and Grey said "Don't worry
sweetheart, I'll be back with you in a minute. My eyes
looked up toward him and I saw a nice, long and thick
cock.
"Just the way I like a cock." Grey moved out of sight
and I felt his finger re-enter my pussy. I also felt
his tongue flick across my clit and I raised my hips to
meet it. He literally attacked my clit, not only
licking it but also taking it into his mouth and
sucking on it. He was gently biting my clit, which
would make me cum very hard. Meanwhile the cock in my
throat began to twitch and I soon felt the familiar hot
liquid that I have come to love, squirt into my throat.
Dean drove his cock deeper into my throat and held it
there while he unloading his nuts into me.
I sat up and watched as Grey ate me out and slipped a
finger in my love nest. "God I need someone to fuck me"
I screamed. "In due time," Grey replied.
"But I need your big cock in me," I begged.
Grey looked at Dean and said, "They were right buddy,
she is one hot nymph bitch. Get my carry on bag in the
bathroom?" Dean looked at him with a confused
expression and said he get it.
"What do you want with your bag?" I moaned. "Fuck me
with that lovely cock!"
"I'm in charge here" Grey exclaimed. "I will decide
what is done to you and when." With that, he removed
his fingers and I felt the emptiness in my pussy. "Do
you understand that bitch?" he yelled.
"YESSSS!" I moaned. "Please put your fingers back. I
need something in my pussy NOW!"
"I told you I am in charge and you will do as I say.
Now turn over and get on your hands and knees." I did
as instructed and as I got in position, Dean came back
into the room with the bag. He open, the bag and took
out a big box. "I got these for my wife but I am going
to let the whore here have them when we get finished
with her."
I looked back at what he was taking out of the box they
were dildos! "One was smaller than the other was but
both were rather large. The smallest was about 9 inches
long and about 2 1/2 inches across. The other one was
at least 12 inches long but very, very thick...maybe 3
inches across. Grey said; "this bitch is hotter than a
firecracker. I'm going to get a blow job; you fuck her
with the dildos."
Dean moved to my rump and slid his finger in and out of
my pussy several times. "I'm going to loosen you up a
little first honey," he said. Then he inserted two
fingers in and started working them around. When I had
adjusted to them, he added a third and continued to
work his fingers in and out of my hot love nest. Then
with no warning, I felt the cold dildo shoved into my
fold.
It was cool to the feel and it was bigger than the toys
that my mother had the one that I am use to so I moaned
with pain as he worked that big monster up my dark
tunnel. I tried to relax but it was very difficult. I
pulled my head up off the bed and looked up at Grey's
cock and Dean reached over and slapped my ass, telling
me to relax. I turned my attention back to the cock in
front of me just waiting for me to suck him and this
actually allowed my pussy to relax and begin adjusting
to the invasion of the sex toy.
With that, Grey moved in front of me. "Suck my dick
sweetie. Just like you did his," he said. I took his
semi-erect cock into my mouth and started to suck on
just the head. His cock quickly became fully erect and
I began to slide it down my throat. Grey is bigger than
Dean is and when his cock got to the back of my throat,
I gagged a little before letting it slide all the way
into my throat. I felt my pussy lips being spread and
then something cold putting pressure at the entrance.
I did not know which dildo they had chosen to use but I
soon discovered that he went for the largest one. As he
pushed it into me, my pussy got a good stretching in
order to accommodate its girth. To my surprise, he
continued to push the toy into me with no difficulty
and soon my pussy was full of fake cock. It felt great
to have my pussy so full and I started to move my ass
against it to encourage him to fuck me with it.
I now turned my concentration to the cock in my throat
and I would let is slide out of my throat until just
the head was in my mouth. Then I would quickly swallow
his cock until my nose buried in his pubic hair. "Man
she can sure suck a cock buddy," Grey moaned. "Yeah I
know," replied Dean. "Rob told me she would do anything
but he forgot to tell me how great she is at doing it."
I finally began to feel somewhat comfortable with the
big toy in my pussy and wiggle and humped my butt to
signal him to continue. He slowly slid the thing into
my love nest and then he stopped which I figured meant
he was all the way in. He allowed me to adjust for a
few minutes then began to fuck me with the monster. I
pulled off Grey’s cock and looked up at him and back at
Dean. "God I love to be fucked!"
It was becoming increasingly difficult to concentrate
on Grey's cock so I really started sucking him and
sliding his cock deep into my throat. My efforts paid
off and I soon felt his hot cum shooting into my
throat. He came so much that I could not swallow it all
and I began to gag and try to remove his cock from my
throat. Grey held my head firmly with his hands and
kept his cock deep in me. "You're not going to miss one
fucking drop, you big boob whore!" he said as I
continued to gag.
"She's really getting into getting fucked with that big
toy," said Dean. Grey kept his slow shrinking tool in
my mouth and let me lick it clean sucking up small
amounts of cream that dripped out. "Here let me show
you how to make her go wild!" Grey step away from my
face and I looked back as he did something to the dildo
and, BANG! He turned the base ring on the dildo and it
began to vibrate. Holy shit this thing was alive and
making my insides shakes. I rose up and arched my back
to where the monster was filling and touching my walls.
I lowered my head to the mattress and took a death grip
on the sheets. "Oh, oh, oh my God, oh this is, this is,
oh my God!" I started pushing my ass back to meet the
thrusts and was now driving the sex toy in my pussy as
far as it would go. I started feeling faint and then
came again before apparently passing out as I fell in a
heap on the bed, but I did not go our completely as I
could still fell the monster thumping against my pussy
wall.
It seem to slip out about half way when I fell on the
bed and I pushed up on my knees and got my ass back up
in the air and put my right hand back between my legs
and slipped the dildo back in as far as I could. "My,
my, my looks like somebody is enjoying this", Grey
leaned close to my ear; "Your enjoying this aren't you?
Look at how you are squirming. You are getting off on
this, you sick bitch. You're a fucking slut." He
squeezed my breast hard, twisting my nipple. My muffled
screams must have been musical to their ears.
Then I felt the big monster slipping out, I looked back
to see Grey pulling it very slowly out inch by inch. I
made a face at them, why was he taking it out. "OH GOD,
STOP, KEEP IT IN PLEASE PUT IT BACK IN. PLEASE FUCK ME
WITH IT, I NEED THAT BIG THING. FUCK ME WITH IT, FUCK
ME NOW, YOU FUCKING BASTARD!" I screamed at them.
"Not so fast, slut. Tell me what you'll do for us if I
let you have it."
It felt incredible as he withdrew the sex toy until he
was almost totally outside of me before easing it back
in, repeatedly. I felt dizzy with pleasure and I knew
my orgasm was close. One of them appeared at my side
but I was not in position to suck him but I was feeling
very nasty with what they were doing to me and the
names they called me. I put my head down on the
mattress and could feel motion coming from just above
my head. It was Dean standing by the bed over to the
side of me and he was stroking his baby maker. He took
hold of his cock and started to pump furiously as he
pointed it at my face. Grey was again talking dirty,
calling me a dirty slut and a sexy whore and I could
not help respond by telling them how good my fucking
felt.
It was too much for Dean as he unleashed at torrent on
cum onto my face. I did not know where it all came from
but he shot three or four giant streams onto me and I
started to lap at what I could reach. Almost
immediately, I looked back and saw Grey-shooting cream
on my eyes, nose, mouth and hair; I was awash with
their fluids. It was too much for me and I came as I
gripped the dildo with my pussy.
When their nuts were empty, they removed their cocks
from my face and I took a few seconds to catch my
breath. The feeling of the dildo that was still in the
on position was incredible and I was still having one
orgasm after another. They were fast, hard and
continuously. I think I had locked my pussy lips around
it and was sucking it in deeper as I was screaming for
them to fuck me, give me some real cock! "I ‘am not
fucking some whore!" Who said it I did not know, but
the next thing I realized was I was all alone in the
room with my knees tucked up under my stomach and only
the sound of my moaning and the buzzing of the dildo
still in my up turn pussy could be heard.
I turned my head and saw the clock on the nightstand,
it read 12:43 AM my God they had this fake cock in me
since 10 and it was still going. Oh, I have to turn it
off, oh but it feels so good, what is wrong with me! I
turned over on my side over and reached for the happy
monster that was making me scream with joy, with it
still buzzing, I pulled it out, that just set off one
more climax. I lay on my side and tried to gather
myself and reflect on what had just taken place.
I felt myself filled with emotion, but I was not sure
if it was it despairs or regret or joy. How could I
reconcile the last few days with the person I thought I
was? Was I depraved or entrepreneurial? I knew what my
friends and family would say. What could they say? Here
she was, sweet, young Marca, erotic prostitute and
slut. No, even I did not like that title, I saw myself
as an erotic model, that was what I wanted them to call
me. I argued with myself on that one. Prostitute maybe
I was, an old, well how about young, profession yeah,
prostitute, or maybe all around girl, but not hooker or
whore.
I discussed my position with myself all night,
sometimes silently, sometimes aloud to myself. It was
terrifically confusing. However, in the final analysis,
I just liked it, I really did like it, and I could not
get enough. I liked the sex; I liked the power; I liked
the money; and I liked the prospect of freedom I
expected the money would buy.
I decided, there, in that hotel room in Carl Gables
Florida that I could, at least, finance my needs and
mad money I needed back home for the next 6 months with
my sex actives over the next day and a half. I was the
only one who would know what I had going on this trip.
All summer, I made money damn good money to entertain
men at the apartment this was no different.
Chapter 4
I got though the final few days of the different
meeting and the photography got the first run on the
shots and he had more than enough to get the calendar
made, after some 3 hours going over them 12 pictures
were picked , one for each month of the year. After
that meeting he and I went up to my room and went over
the nudes he made of me.
He wanted to keep 52 of the pictures I made and I had
to sign a release and I asked that he make me a few
pictures that I might give out to friends, not any nude
,but the ones in my sundress, bikini, slacks and halter
top. He agreed and would send them to me in a few days;
he also wanted to call me if he had other work and I
agreed, but told him no more nudes, just not at this
time.
Saturday afternoon, Newcomer showed up and he was like
a boy who had missed the party. I knew he could not
spend the night, but I made it up to him for a quickie
that had him seeing stars; he was a very happy man to
lie between my long tan legs.
I looked in the mirror one last time checking on my
face that I had just put on. Standing in my 4" heels
and nothing else, I started to slip on my underwear
just as room service knocked at my door. Instead, I
slipped on my silk robe, which did little to hide my
figure as my nipples were showing though the thin
material. I opened the door, and let what looked like
the, well he was a perfect 10. His skin was smooth and
silky, and his eyes are dark as night, with a slight
Asian quality to them.
I smile as I saw the nametag, it read Darnell;
Darnell's lips are perfect, full and sexy, and as I
watched him lick them slowly. I moan a little as I took
in his body that stood before me. He is tall, probably
around 6'3 and built very nicely. His body is toned and
tight, not like a football player’s overly muscular
build, but sexy nonetheless. I am still staring at him
as he makes his way into the room moving the cart
toward the bed.
I had my eye on him as he pushed the cart with my food
on it into the suite right up next to the foot of the
bed. He was checking me out as he went about his
duties. He asked where I wanted him to setup the tray,
I pointed at the bed, as he went about his
preparations. I moved toward the window knowing that
the light from the morning sun would shine though my
robe giving him a view that left nothing to the
imagination. He glanced my way as he fixed the tray and
he saw a little bite of heaven.
His mouth kept moving but he no longer said anything as
he took all of me in his sight, and began openly
drooling and under his breath, I heard him mumble;
"Holy shit!" After looking me up and down several
times. "Miss, do you know that I can see though that
robe; I can see your not wearing a thing under that
thing?" I nodded, and smiled seductively, reaching out
to grab a piece of sausage off the tray, as I looked at
the big sausage growing in his pants leg he added; "I
think I just got the understanding when one of the men
from that boat company said in the lobby yesterday that
he done died, and gone to heaven!"
I moved to the bed, sat down on the edge, and gave out
a giggle as I crossed my legs showing skin up to my
upper thigh. "That is nice to know that I can make a
man happy, reason they have me here this week." I
looked up at him still taking hid build, when he asked
me if I was going to be here next week. I told him that
I was checking out in the morning, Sunday at noon, they
had just wanted me here until Saturday night.
He smiled and said. "If you can stay a few more days, I
think I might help you out with a few more customers,
if you need any help!"
I looked at him, gave that coy, smirk look, and said.
"So you want me to greet your clients with something
like, Hello I am Marca the Slut for hire or the slut of
the hotel and I am here to satisfy your sexual
desires." He just smiled and told me he had men that
would go for a girl like me; let him know. I shut the
door and my mind wondered again as to my behavior.
Since I had my initial experience with my lovers the
past few weeks at the apartment, my life has changed in
so many ways. I know most of it at first was mental, I
know some of it just wanting sex, the physical part. It
is as if I made this great leap in my growth as a
person this summer. Since then, I am more confident,
more assured and more in control of myself.
I did feel shame and guilt at first and that was
because of how I felt about Steven but after the last
few days, it is more along the line of me having
control and power to do, as I liked; my needs for
sexual release and affirmation felt good and needed
caring for. My sex with anyone and everyone has never
been better. It is all just a matter of knowing what I
want, I like what I did, what I am doing and I know it
will just get better what I will do, and I am glad.
There is only one problem with my wanting to be with
Steven at this time, my sex drive. Now most men claim
they would love to have a woman with a high sex drive,
however when it comes to the truth, they can very
rarely handle it. They say they can but their male ego
gets in the way and become paranoid about the fact of
whether or not they can trust that their girl friends
sex drive will not cause her to go outside of the
relationship to quench her thirst. In my case, it is a
tall thirst.
My Steven being tall, toned and handsome, and not to
mention a man who has a brain and makes a woman feel
special, makes it very difficult not to get horny. I
was young, at 17, I had time to play and see the world.
That afternoon on my way to my room, I ran into Darnell
and he wanted to know if I had given any more thought
to staying over for a few more days. He rode up with me
on the elevator and told me about a big wheel here in
Carl Gable that was having a big party Sunday night and
needed a new girl to entertain one of his business
partner’s for the evening at the party. "Who is the
partner that I got to screw, you know age, looks,
details my boy just the details."
He is a widower late 60’s I think and will probably
want sex. Mr. Weller will tell you what to do when you
arrive. He will pay you $1000 for the night. Are you
interested?"
"Yes, for that kind of money I will do him all night
long, yes, I am very interested. Get with me Sunday
morning about 11AM. You got to get me a room on the
house for two more nights."
Darnell agreed and I called mother and told her that I
had to redo some shots on one of the boats and they
wanted to me to stay over and I would be out of here
Tuesday morning. I think she knew but did not say
anything, just told me to be careful. Darnell knocked
on my door to give me the details and what all he had
going for me on Sunday and Monday.
"All right you tall drink of water, dress in a sexy
looking cocktail dress that will show a lot of skin,
show those big boobs of yours. A limo will pick you up
about 7 PM to take you to his home. The limo driver is
bringing me the money when he comes and I will put your
1,000 in an envelope and it will be here when you get
back."
The limo picked me up as scheduled and let me out at
Mr. Weller’s front door. The butler led me to a large
room where several people were standing and conversing
with drinks in their hands. The men were dressed rather
informally with sport coats and no ties. The few women
were dressed in pretty cocktail dresses. The butler got
the attention of a man I assumed to be Mr. Weller as
the butler suggested I go to the bar for a drink. I no
sooner had a drink in my hand until Mr. Weller greeted
me.
He said, "You must be Marca! Please make yourself at
home and mingle. I’ll talk to you later."
As the evening wore on, I noticed Mr. Weller was
talking to a man at least age seventy. What little hair
he had was very gray. The two of them disappeared for a
little while, and then Mr. Weller came back alone. He
came over to me.
"Are you enjoying the evening?"
"It’s been very nice so far and I’ve talked to several
people."
"Probably you noticed me talking to Mr. Barnard. He is
the CEO of a large company. That I have stock ownership
in and I have more business pending with him. Look
honey, he noticed how pretty you are. I told him you
came by yourself and not attached to any of the men
here. I want you to make him happy. I suggested he walk
upstairs and go in the first bedroom on the right. You
know what you are to do."
"Yes, I understand."
Mr. Weller smiled and walked away. I slowly walked out
of the room as if going to the rest room. I walked up
the stairs, turned to the right and knocked on the
first door I came to.
"Come in, Please", I heard a voice
I opened the door to see Mr. Barnard sitting in a chair
holding his drink.
He said, "Didn’t you bring your drink up with you? Let
me make another for you."
With a big smile, I walked up to him and said. "No
thank you Mr. Barnard I don’t need anymore tonight."
I took a seat on the edge of the bed facing him. I
crossed my legs and allowed my dress to ride up and
show my thighs. Setting up straight as my mother always
told me to do, I made my breast stand out at him and
knowing my body it was just a matter of time before my
nipples would go hard and come though the material of
my dress. Our conversation was pleasant but nothing
came up about sex. He was old enough to be my
grandfather, but I could see he was a man who wanted
sex with an attractive young girl. He had his eyes
going from my boobs to my legs. I decided I had to take
the lead to get action started.
"Mr. Bernard, I’m sitting on this big old bed all by
myself, do you think you could come and set beside me."
He quickly got up and sat beside me, then put his arm
around my waist. I turned to kiss him on the cheek. He
then faced me for a light lingering kiss on the lips.
His fat old puckered lips covered my mouth as he tried
to tongue my throat. He smelled of Polo after-shave and
had a whiskey breath. God he was gross and I was going
to have sex with him!
I said, "Let’s take off your jacket and get more
comfortable."
As I helped him remove his jacket, he turned to me to
find the zipper at the back of my dress.
He commented with a smile, "I would love to help you
lower that zipper; I always like to do zippers." I
turned around and gave my back up to him as he humbled
with my zipper. As he lowered the zipper, I wiggled my
butt as he got near my hips telling him how nice his
hands fell on my rear. "Oh Mr. Bernard your hands are
cold from holding your drink!"
I stood up to let my dress fall to the floor. By now,
he was actively removing my clothes. He unhooked my bra
and it fell to the floor in front of me; my nipples
were rock hard. I put both my hands over my boobs, felt
them, and rubbed them.
"Oh that feels good to have that bra off, I feel so
free, like I can breathe!"
Then he moved toward me to remove my panties. I could
tell he was getting very sexually excited now that I
was almost naked. I was wondering if this old man was
going to get a hard erection. Hell could he get it up
at all!
"Why don’t you let me slip off my panties while you get
undress?" I kept them on still did not want to show him
all the goodies.
He got up and stripped off everything except his
shorts.
"Aren’t you going to remove your shorts? Mr. Bernard?"
He looked a little embarrassed but pulled down his
shorts to expose his cock. It was half-hard to tell you
the truth it was just a dead limp weenie. He moved his
hand to cover his little limp pussy poker. He meekly
said, "Guess I’ve had a little too much to drink, but I
know I can do it if you help me."
I softly said, "I think I can help you with that."
"Let’s get on the bed", I suggested. I pulled the
bedspread off, pulled back the top sheet, held out my
hand for him to get in, and lowered him down on his
back. I walked to the door making sure my ass wiggled
as I did my catwalk; I wanted that door locked and I
flipped off one of the lamps in the room. I wanted it
to be as romantic as I could make it, and I wanted to
hide him from my sight as much as I could.
I stood over him on the side of the bed looking down at
his fat belly and limp little Pee-Pee. I began to play
with my nipples and kiss on them as I rubbed my hands
over my stomach and breast.
"Wow Mr. Bernard, play with your cock for me that makes
me go wild when I see a man stroke his cock!"
He was Johnnie on the spot and had both hands on his
weenie and pumping for dear life. I got on knee up on
the bed as I kept the rubbing of my boobs in his face
and at one point, I bent over and kissed his tip and
lick it and than pulled back up. "Oh I love to kiss a
big cock a real hard cock! Mr. Bernard I cannot wait
much longer may I touch it!" I smiled and did that sexy
giggle as I looked at his thing; than I took my right
nipple and sucked it one long slow suck, than with both
hands I took his cock and jacked it a little. I took
the head in my mouth to tease it. I could feel it
getting some life. I was beginning to work my spell on
him.
"That’s it, keep it up, that’s good, oh yes I can feel
it getting hard!" He energetically responded and
hunched up to my face. I pulled off him and said to him
in a take-charge voice. "Baby, you maybe the CEO in the
board room, but in here I am running the show, you just
let Marca take charge and things will be just fine."
He just looked at me and nodded yes, as I gave him a
sly smile and patted his skinny little ass. "Do not
make me turn you over my lap and give you a spanking!"
When I said that his little cock twitched in my hand
and I went back to sucking it.
What seemed like forever but it was only several
minutes, I had him getting stiff. I lifted my head up
and looked at his face?
"See I told you to let me take care of things, now what
do you want to do?"
"I can only go once and I want you to suck me dry."
"Alright, what position do you want?"
"I want to sit up here in bed and watch you."
He adjusted a pillow at the headboard and sat up. I
moved in a position for him to see my face and mouth.
His cock was very hard. I could deep throat him
completely hell this little Pee-Pee was not a problem.
I rose back up with just the head in my mouth, and then
went all the way down with my nose buried in his hair.
I continued to do this as he watched. He kept mumbling
that he liked it and to keep doing it. I world raise my
head up and tell him.
"Oh Mr. Bernard, your cock, oh I could do this all day
long, oh I love this!"
He seemed to be in no hurry to get off or maybe he was
too old to shoot. I slipped my middle finger up his ass
and began to butt fuck him with it. My mouth was a
little tired and wished he would finish. About that
time, he started shooting cream in my mouth and throat.
He groaned and moaned and finally relaxed. I continued
to keep his shrinking cock in my mouth as he watched.
He finally said, "That was very good. I have not had a
sexy girl like you in a long time." I got up and went
got a washcloth to wipe off his Pee-Pee and clean his
skinny ass. "It has been years since a woman made me
feel like this!" Standing over him and wiping him up as
if he was a little boy, I looked down at him.
"Well, thank you, Mr. Bernard. You are a nice person.
I’ve liked being here with you."
I thought I would say nice things to him to make him
feel good. I doubt that I would have to fuck with this
old shit again, so why not be nice. We both dressed and
before we left, he said he did not have any money for a
tip, but if I would write down my name and address, he
would send something. Like hell I am going to give out
my phone number or address, I told him, I am staying at
the Hilton in Carl Gable but would be checking out in
the morning, and besides it was my treat.
We returned to the party room, but not at the same
time. Mr. Weller asked me, "How did it go?"
"He seemed very pleased. I thought he was a happy
camper."
Mr. Weller commented, "The party is about over... I
will arrange for the limo to take you back to your
hotel later. Now enjoy yourself. The next two hours I
chatted with the movers and shakers of South Florida.
About 11 the butler came up to me and gave me a note
from Mr. Weller. (I want you to go up stairs and go in
my bedroom. It is the third door to the right.)
I went up stairs as instructed and found his bedroom.
It was a large room with beautiful furniture. I noticed
family pictures in the room. I assume they were his
sons, daughters, and grandchildren.
While I sat and waited for Mr. Weller, I thought about
all the money I was making tonight. So far, it had been
a pleasant evening. I knew why I was in his bedroom I
just hope he is not into anything kinky or any weird
sex.
Chapter 5
Mr. Weller interrupted my thoughts when he came in the
room. He said he needed to take a shower before getting
in bed and wanted me to shower with him. "I been
looking at your breast all night I got to see them." He
went right to undressing not looking at me one time it
was as if we had done this before. He showed no
interest in seeing me strip.
After we both undressed and I stepped into the shower
after him he took notice of my full 39D breasts and
gave them a look that told me he was horny or else he
was hungry. He held my nude body as we shared a few
sexy kisses. He did not have a problem with a hard
erection because it was rubbing against my body. He
seemed more interested in playing with my breasts than
my pussy.
I dropped one hand down to feel the stiff member
slapping my thigh and took hold of a manhood that was
nice size, nothing to write home about but it was
stiff.
"Oh this is nice, love a man who has it up and ready
and this is a ready to love!"
We stepped out of the shower and I dried him off making
sure I got on my knees and patted all the water off his
lower body. I looked up from that position and licked
his stiff pole. I made eye contact as I ran my tongue
over the tip and into his Pee slit. If I do not stop he
will want me to suck him off, I had enough of that
tonight I stood and took his hand and pulled toward the
bed.
Once on the bed, I got my back and sat up on my elbows
as I presented myself to him, he immediately wanted to
kiss my breasts. He sucked my nipples and lightly bit
them.
I said, "Please not that hard you will bit them off.
Just suck my nipples baby, suck them like you are after
mother’s milk; I love for them to be sucked."
He had me lie on my back so he could get on top. He
spread my legs wide and pushed them up toward my head,
as he took his fingers and began to play with my fold
and slip a finger in as if he was giving me my physical
exam for my 6-month check up. His cock was firm and
standing out just inches from a warm place that I knew
it would like. I reached around my up turned ass, took
hold of his rod, and pulled it toward my nest.
"Here let me slip it in and do me slowly, just ever so
slowly entered my pussy and take it all the way in. I
like it when a man slowly fucks me as I pushed up to
him. Here give it to me baby!"
Then he pulled it out of my hand and said, "I want to
fuck your tits".
He pulled my legs back down and he moved up on my body
to place his cock between my tits. "Oh I like this type
of foreplay." I used my hands to push my tits together
to surround his cock. "You are making my hot pussy
horny, I am so wet, oh I like the way you make me want
it!"
He was eagerly fucking my tits as I told him how I
wanted it between my legs humping my love nest. "Oh I
do want you between my legs Mr. Weller; I want you to
give me some cock!" I made eye contact with him when he
started shooting cream all over my chin and neck. I
tried to block his cream from hitting my face by moving
my hands up to turn his cock side ways, but he took
hold of my wrist and continue to ride my chest. His
body was jerking as he yelled. "Oh yes, yes eat my wad
you whore eat it, oh yes!" He grunted as white globs of
sticky mess streamed from his throbbing member.
My left nipple rested against his cock and I felt his
cream spray across the sensitive tip. Gobs of white
paste kept erupting from his cock covering my face and
boobs. I could feel it dripping between them and
streaming down my stomach. I lowered my mouth and tried
to suck the last few drops from him, but his cock was
too short to reach my lips.
I could not help but eat what ran down my face and into
my mouth. My face, neck and chin were a mess. As he was
coming down from his high, he was still groaning. I
knew I had the man well satisfied. He fell off me to
the side of the bed on his back and gathered his
breath. I got up and went in the bathroom to clean up.
God I had shit everywhere and I took another shower and
retouched my makeup, when I came out I did the wet
washcloth thing on his crouch, at the same time I was
rubbing it to get some action out of it; I need some
cock. I bent over to kiss his limp tool when he said,
"It’s getting late, you can get dressed and the limo
will take you home. You are very pretty and sexy and
have been very good tonight."
I was floored... the son-of-a-bitch was going to leave
me hanging. "Mr. Weller you want me to do more don’t
you?" He opened the nightstand drawer to take out some
bills and handed them to me. I did not know how much of
a tip I was getting I was so fucking mad I did not
count it. I just slipped my dress and heels on and
carried my bra and panties in my hand as I walked out.
That motherfucker left me like this no man had ever
done that to me!
When I got back to the hotel, I had a message from
Darnell. (I got four customers for you tomorrow, first
one at 11AM your room, talk to you in the morning.)
After taking a third shower in the last 2 hours and
getting in bed, I thought about all that had happened
to me tonight, this past week and my young life. I
enjoyed going to the party and talking to rich people.
The two men I had sex with were nice persons. With all
the money I made, I just wished I had an orgasm
tonight. I got a dildo that will satisfy me later on;
however, it looks like Darnell has me setup to get
satisfied, I hope.
The next day a messenger came by the hotel to give me
package. When I opened it, there was a one-thousand
dollar gift certificate to LORD&TAYLOR’S and a note
from Mr. Bernard. It read, "I enjoyed my time with you,
I would like to see you again." He had enclosed a
business card and it had a Chicago address on the card.
Well, well, well I guess I could tell everyone that I
was his niece, which, of course, everyone would know I
clearly was not.
Darnell called my room about 10AM just as I was getting
out of the shower and doing my face. "Evidently you
made a good impression on Mr. Weller. He wants your
services again. Are you ready for more?"
"Yes, it was a pleasant evening, I thought Mr. Weller,
and his other guest was a very nice person. What does
he want this time?"
"There is a business conference on Wednesday and he
wants you for the day and that night. He has something
for you this coming Friday and Saturday. It looks like
you got the whole weekend booked." A limo will pick you
up at one PM on Friday. You will probably have time to
lounge at the swimming pool and later that evening
dining and dancing. Take a couple of cocktail dresses
for the two evenings."
"Darnell that does sound inviting, but I am going back
to Texas! I got my business to look after that is my
base and you can tell Mr. Weller that!" I was ready to
go home and after today. I was ready to rest for a few
days. "Darnell bring up the first customer at 11 and
have my money in an envelope, see you in a few
minutes."
I checked the room one more time to make sure it was
not a mess and had the house cleaner clean the bathroom
one last time. When I looked in the full-length mirror,
I thought I looked attractive and sexy. I had put on
sexy white bra and white bikini panties. I did the
white stockings bite but no garter belt. I top
everything off with a pair of white 5" FMP and a
nightgown. The nightgown was transparent and my body
showed clearly through it. "Better than a Playboy
Centerfold," I told myself as I realized that I looked
just like one of those girls in the magazine with these
clothes. I could already feel my pussy getting dripping
wet with excitement at what I was about to do.
I knew my shapely body was making money for me now, but
I had planed on letting my body be a body men would
think about having not one they were buying. I was
still a model that was the reason for this trip. I just
did a little extra work on the side; I wonder how many
years would my body last. I wanted to make as much
money as I could now while I could attract men.
At 5 minutes after 11 Darnell knocked on my door and I
open it to where only my head was peeking out. I smiled
as Darnell step aside and let the tall grey haired man
in and I closed the door behind them as Darnell
starting introducing us "Jim this is Marca, Marca this
Jim." I smiled and told him to have a seat on the sofa
and let me take your coat.
The tall drink of water had to be in his 50’s and seem
to be a good old boy buy his speech; he was a boy of
the south. Darnell looked at me, put the envelope on
the dresser, and said if we needed anything to call him
and he left. I walked in to the setting area and stood,
as he looked me over letting him see lots of leg and
the tops of my boobs.
"Damn that black boy said you were some fine stuff and
I would get my money’s worth, I can see he was right
about you having a body!" I stepped over toward him and
got my pussy right up in his face, I knew he had the
smell of my perfume panties. "Lets get started and see
if I got good stuff as you call it, why don’t you get
out of those things. You know that this is only for 2
hours!"
He nodded yes and began to strip as I moved over top
the bed and pulled back the spread and slipped into the
king size love pad and sat up on my elbows watching him
undress. "Hey you long tall, sweet thing, why don’t you
get undress! Show me those big tits!" I smile up at him
and stick my boobs out at him. "I like for the man to
remove my negligee, and uncovered his new prize."
I was determined to give him his moneys worth so I did
every sexy thing I knew or had ever read. First I
looked up to face my first cock of the day, he had been
squeezing it and see me he was getting stiff; it was
starting to get hard, raising its head to meet my
waiting mouth as I blew hot breath on it. I opened wide
to engulf the head of his stiff cock.
Taking a cock in my mouth was a pleasure for me; I
liked cock and enjoyed sex in all forms. This cock was
medium size and nice to handle. Letting his cock slide
between my lips, I used my tongue to caress the full
length. Tasting the few drops of pre-cum., I loved the
feel of a nice firm cock sliding over my lips and
tongue.
Slowly I sucked on him letting him fuck my mouth, then
going faster and faster. Just as he was ready to spit
cream I stuck a finger in his ass and his cum flowed to
my waiting tongue. I let my mouth fill with his hot,
thick cream. Held it there for a bit then slowly
swallowed his tasty seed.
"Now we can have a good fuck." I looked over at the
clock and he had been in the room 20 minutes. "Here
help he undress so we can get you where the good stuff
is!" I took off everything but the shoes and stockings
and I lay on the bed on my back; and I lifted my legs
and spread them showing him where it was.
I sucked his cock, chewed his balls, sixty-nine tongued
in his ass. I slipped a condom on just when I knew he
could not hold off any longer he had to have some
pussy. I fucked missionary, I fucked side ways, I
fucked on top, I fucked dog style, I fucked facing him
and if he had his way, we would have fuck upside down.
This asshole had staying power, dam where does it get
this kind of life! I had three hard orgasms and just
slowed down to get my breath. He had me on my back and
was going at me as if I was his last fuck; I sensed he
was about to come again and I hope the last time. He
had made it last and I had made it good. I finally
allowed him to pound his cock into me and I fucked back
as fast as I could, taking his final load of cream deep
in my condom protected pussy.
He rolled off, covered in sweat, panting to catch his
breath. We had fucked for an hour and twenty-five
minutes and he had been in the room an hour and forty-
five minutes; time for him to go. I got up and did the
washcloth thing on his limp rod. I was dressed and
slipped on a shirt so as not to get him aroused; I
needed to get him out of the room. As he was dressing
he started the old, I want to see you again. "Tell me
big boy where do you live?" He looked up as if I was
going to see him, poor boy. "Oh hell I live in a small
town in Texas, where we don’t have anything like you; I
live in Waco, Texas."
Damn, Waco is 90 miles from Fort Worth and he could be
a regular. "Give me your business card and I’ll call
you in a few weeks and we will set something up, I get
to Fort Worth once in a while and we just might work
out something." He was one happy customer when he left
my room; I had 45 minutes to get ready for number 2 on
the hit parade.
Just then, there was a knock at the door. I jumped up
grabbed my things off the floor and hid them in the
closet I put my robe on to answer the door. It was
Darnell and a very old man and I mean old! They came
into the room and I gave Darnell that look like thanks
all I need is one older fart like Mr. Bernard. Darnell
made the introduction and left but not before, he left
the pay on my dresser.
I turned and smile at the old shit and took his head
and lead him to the bed. I sat on the edge of the bed
letting him take in my body. He stood back to say, "You
are beautiful, I saw you in the lobby yesterday and I
had to know who you were. I thought the way you stood
at the desk was like a dream come true I watched the
way your ass moved when you walked was music; was
really a turn on."
"Thank you for the compliments, Mr. Walker. Now let me
help you get comfortable, you need to get out of your
clothes."
"I will just take off my shoes, pants and shorts. Then
I won’t have to put many back on when I leave in a few
minutes."
I noticed his cock was not very hard when he dropped
his shorts. I knew what I had to do to get it up and
ready.
"Come over here by the bed, Mr. Walker, let me help you
with those shorts. Oh I see you were blessed with a
nice one, some younger men would be jealous."
I began to stroke, squeeze his limp tool, and cup his
balls trying to get it to come to life. "Yes, I’m not
as young as I used to be, but I still like sex."
I moved his shirttail up high enough to expose his
cock. I started running my tongue up and down, kissing
and licking his shaft. My face was going up and down on
him while cupping and playing with his balls. Mr.
Walker seemed to enjoy what I was doing but he was
making me earn my money. After some 10 minutes or so,
he was still as limp as when I started.
I ran my fingers up under his ass, slipped one in his
brown hole, and began to hump it as deep as I could. I
had my middle finger all the way in and by this time,
he had bent over the bed on his hands and I was butt
fucking the old goat. This rubbing seems to work on
older men, I did not know why it just did, later in
life I found out about the prostate and how rubbing it
will cause the gentiles to get with the program or
something like that.
I could fell his limp member coming to life and the
more I ran my finger in and out of his ass the stiffer
it got. He began to grunt and flex his ass and I could
see his balls twitch. "There you go Mr. Walker; oh I
can feel you getting it up. Almost, wow you are getting
it up big time. Oh yes, it is hard can you feel it Mr.
Walker, you want me to jerk it or suck you off?
He looked over ay me and said. "What do you want to
do?"
"Oh Mr. Walker I want to do it doggie style." You dumb
shit, that way I do not have to look at your old ugly
fat face or smell your old man whiskey breath. "You
think we better use a condom Mr. Walker, I am clean
unless you had been sleeping with a lot of wild women?"
He looked at me and just shook his head no, "I cannot
remember the last pussy I got, and I am clean!"
I got up on my knees and waited for him to get behind
me. He quickly moved into position. I could feel him
fumbling to get his cock in. Once he got the head in,
he pushed all the way in. Then I could feel him making
slow back and forth movements. "Oh yes god yes, damn
yes, yes, yes!" I hissed, "Deeper... Harder... Fuck my
hot box with your big cock!"
Some of these old farts need all the help they can get;
they can work for quite a while before they can shoot
off. After several minutes, Mr. Walker said, "Get on
your back and let me finish that way." I rolled over
and when he moved between my legs, I tried to reach to
help the old man get it in my box. His movements became
faster, it was if he had it in me the way he was
humping I could tell from his heavy and shorter
breaths, I knew he was going off in any minute.
His cock touched my thigh as he started moving into me,
and he moaned, shooting all over me before he ever got
in me! He fell on top of me almost crying and
apologizing for dropping his load so quick. I told him
it was not a problem, as I knew how to take care of
that! I kissed the old man on the cheek and touched his
shrinking tool. He felt bad not only for himself. He
said he was sorry that he did not do me right. He had
only been in the room some 30 minutes and he had an
hour and a half to go, what to do with him, he would
not be hard for a week.
Today I would wondered if it was my beauty or the
Viagra that made him get hard, but twenty years ago it
was just looks and what I could do to a man that got
him going.
"It's been so long," he whispered against my nipples.
He grabbed me below my armpit and gently moved his hand
down. I got him up and dressed and I had him out the
door when the phone rang and Darnell begging me to take
on one more, all he wanted was a blowjob. "Damn you
Darnell, 250 and just a blow job and no more!" I hung
up the phone; in fact, I slammed it down. It was not
two minutes and I heard the tapping on the door.
OK who is the lucky man for the next round of losers?
"Alright, come on in." I got the runt of the letter I
had to settle for a slender wimp, about 5’ 4" no more
than 125 pounds. He looked to be in his mid forties,
maybe very well preserved early fifties. His hair was
salt, pepper, and cut in a longish brush cut. He looked
clean enough, and for a quick 250, he would do just
fine.
I towered over him with my 5" heels on it put me at
6’3" and I looked down on the little man. I was
wondering how long he would stay, stay up that is! I
introduced myself and he told me he was here for the
conference and he was an accountant from Kansan City,
with that said it was time we got on with the program
"OK, Clark, you want a BJ so I was told?"
He looked shocked when I asked him, but he quickly
recovered and said, "I guess so!"
I let my robe slide off my shoulders and drop to the
floor to stand in front of Clark. With my hands on my
hips, I let him take in the view, than I pulled him
over to the edge of the bed, had him stand and face me
as I sat down, unbuckled his pants, and let them drop
to the floor. I reached up and pulled down his briefs
to his knees. Between his legs was a cock that can only
be described in one word, it was worthless.
While I can say, as I see the truth that it may not be
the smallest in the world, it was close. The reason I
can make that statement is that I have not seen all the
cocks in the world, not yet. I estimated that it must
have to be 4 inches long and a good finger thick. It
was not circumcised and as smooth as silk. His little
marble ball sized testicles hung loosely in their
scrotum. I guessed because it was the total absence of
pubic hair that made the package so little boy like,
that and the fact that his erect cock pointed in front
of him like a finger pointing at me.
"Clark does your wife give you head?" He looked at me
with a blank puppy dog look. "I am not married, I was,
but she left and I never got one from her."
I lifted his balls, licked his crotch, and around his
wrinkled scrotum. I was looking up at him as I licked
his balls in their wrinkled sack, taking one at a time
into my mouth and caressing it with my tongue. Around
the base of his cock, I used my tongue making it travel
up the underside of his cock all the way to the head
and around the ridge just under the head. After that, I
held the cock gently in my hands, looked at him and
smiled.
"This is your first BJ and you are about to get the
blow job of your life."
I wrapped my lips around his hard little Pee-Pee. His
body went very tense and groans of pleasure began to
fill the room. I had not sucked him in and out of my
mouth more than five strokes when I felt his muscle
ripple against my tongue. I sucked him in as if I was
sucking cream from a straw, will trying to get cream.
Until my lips were resting at the base of his cock,
than began to swallow as he shot his load.
When he was done, he stood there gasping for breath. I
swirled my tongue around him a few more times, as I
licked up all his juice and squeezed the last drop from
his Pee-hole before raising my head. He had a stunned
but happy look on his face. "I am right, that the first
time you ever got your cock sucked?" I asked with a
wicked grin on my face. He merely nodded his head yes.
I said, "Shame on me for raping you with my mouth like
that." He laughed and said.
"If it’s going to feel that damn good, you can rape me
seven days a week. Can I make an appointment with you
for tomorrow for the full two hours; the black guy said
it was 500, can I?" I looked at this little shit as he
pulled up his underwear and pants. "Give me your
business card and if I get to Kansan City we can get
together, if I come for the day and night it is 1,000
just for you." Just as he covered his little ass with
his underwear, I gave him a slap on his ass cheek and
said as I stood up. "I’ll bring my paddles and make you
my hot little boy for the day."
I sent wonder boy on his way and that was it for the
night for this trip, back to Texas in the morning.
After stripping, I washed out my hose, you cannot let a
cream dry on your hose, talk about an itchy feeling.
Than I looked at myself in the mirror, telling myself I
was a cheat. "Marca, you are a fucking whore," I
whispered to myself, but as much as I tried, I could
not make myself feel guilty. I wanted to feel guilty, I
should have felt guilty but I just did not. I had made
a ton of money this week and I was enjoying what I was
doing, so much for that guilt trip.
I was not ready to fall in love with Steven, I wanted
to do more in life than just get married are even go
with one man. It was time to make Steven one of my
lover’s; I just was not going to ask for cash, he would
pay in other ways.
I got Darnell’s phone number and told him I would give
a call and we could set up something for us to make a
few bucks. On the flight home I started counting how
much money I had made for the week; it turned out to be
over 7,000. I knew than I had something going. I got my
plan together, I would get an answering service and
have my calls go to them and start setting up my
schedule on a more professional style. After all, I was
one, after this weekend what else would you call me but
a Call Girl, who happens to do some modeling.
Chapter 6
I got home and told my folks all about the week and
what all that I did, will not everything and called
Steven to let him know I was back home and to hear him
say he wanted to see me. He was to pick me up at 7PM.
That afternoon as I unpacked and talked on the phone to
my girl friends I fell back into my teenage world and
was back to being a 17 year old, but I still needed
that hunger filled.
I had fucked and sucked nothing but old men for the
past 7 days; if had not been for the two young college
boys it would have been a very long week. Only one or
two of those men made me feel satisfied. I did make a
few calls to my regulars and set up appointments for
the coming week.
I could not remember the last time the urge to fuck was
so strong. I actually felt like a bitch in heat. I
needed dick; I needed a man’s dick tonight! When Steven
picked me up, he was surprised to see me dressed in
shorts and a halt top and sandals. When he was about to
tell me where we were going for dinner I told him I
wanted to go to one place and that was his apartment.
God, I wanted him! He felt fabulous as I ran my hands
across his chest, his nipples going erect at my touch.
When we closed the door behind us I was on him like a
mad dog after a bone, I kissed him and whispered to him
as he kissed my neck. "I will not be told no, I want
you to make love to me!"
Steven undid the crop top. A set of rounded breasts
bounced freely. The brown nipples erect. I pulled him
towards me for a kiss. Explosions of pleasure pulsed
through me as his tongue entwined with mine, wet and
sloppy glorious probing pleasure. My own nipples
immediately hardened against his chest and a spasm
rocketed through my pelvis as I tried in vain to rub
myself against him, boobs withstanding.
"Damn!" he admired, "You are, I forgot how beautiful
you are."
"I’m so fucking’ hot, baby," I hissed, "Please tell me
you’re ready to go all the way, go all night long to
please my hunger!"
"That’s going to happen, my love," Steven answered
playing with my stiff nipples. We moved toward the sofa
and I started undressing him. I positioned him in front
of me and slowly slipped the panties down my legs,
letting my fingers glide down the sides of my legs. I
stepped out of the panties and stood before him naked.
He placed his hands around me and cupped my ass while
he began kissing my navel.
My pussy was so wet that I could smell the musky
sweetness of my juices when I lowered my face to look
down on him as he kissed my mound. He placed a hand
between my thighs and I spread my legs. He slipped his
legs between me and stretched out prone on the large
overstuffed sofa and I loosened his slacks so that they
were down below his thighs. His cock was standing at
attention waiting to slide home into my sweet hot
pussy.
I bent forward and knelt with a leg on either side of
him. With my legs spread so widely, he had to see the
swollen purple lips of my pussy as I lowered myself
onto his cock. He held my waist and guided me as I rose
up and down on him, slowly at first and then with
increasing frequency. My hands went up and pulled my
breast and I pinch my nipples.
My head thrown back, as I knew he was watching me play
with my breasts had to be a turn-on for him. I rocked
my pelvis rapidly as he thrust into me. I increased the
intensity and frequency of my rocking pelvis, moaning
at the sensation of the heat from his engorged cock
within me.
My tan thighs were sliding over his thighs and
producing heat from the friction. He grabbed my ass and
kneaded it fiercely. We came in unison; I could feel
his load of hot cream spreading within me as my pussy
muscles contracted in waves around his shaft.
I had his passion and his love, the man was giving me a
good fucking, and I could feel his cock head probing
deep inside my hot pussy. I had one orgasm after
another. I felt the overwhelming desire to allow him
any position he wanted as long as he filled me with his
stiff cock. We spent the hours before midnight coupled
in one position or another. The sex that evening was as
good as it gets and when we were finally done in. Lying
there with me in his arms, I could not believe how
great this moment in my life was because of this
wonderful, handsome man.
Nevertheless, I just had to keep on, keeping on; if one
is good two is better. One might say I had a cock
fucking and sucking addiction problem and the only
thing to help that addiction was to meet it head on
with an open mouth to start with. The next day I was
back at it, on my back taking a big one from Cliff and
doing Larson, later that day. It was like a powerful
drug, it made me high and I did not want to come down
off that high. Sex was a way of getting what I wanted
and the power I had over men was just unbelievable.
All that week I was doing two if not three a day and
going out with Steven in the evening. Steven was going
back east to do his PHD and I was trying to make up for
lost time, or make him remember me forever. I knew in
the back of my mind that we would not be a couple, but
I loved and learned a lot from him.
I made a deal with Larson that he was going to hire me
to work after school at his business. The Fort Worth
school system had a program where students could work
for a company in the afternoons and go to school just
half a day. You did not need to take PE, Study Hall,
and Shop for boys, Home Eco, for girls.
I got out of school at 12:30 and had my afternoons to
do my thing. I was making more money than anyone was
and that was including the teachers. I let Larson have
a freebie once a month for his turning in the paper
work to the school about my job and how good I was.
I was filling up my shoebox and soon had over $30,000
from the work I had done here in town and in Florida. I
got a call from Darnell and I had an appointment
whenever I wanted it with Mr. Weller and associates.
The first time I found out dad was going to be out over
the weekend I made a date to fly to Florida on Friday
afternoon, have a date Friday night, Saturday afternoon
at the hotel, two tricks and a date that night and back
to Fort Worth Sunday morning.
I did Friday night for $700, the two on Saturday
afternoon for 400 each and Saturday night was a big
$1,000. Saturday night was a black tie thing and Mr.
Weller had me fixed up with some big wheel who wanted a
beauty on his arm and a mouth around his cock in bed
later. Darnell took me to the airport Sunday morning
and told me he had made a 100 off each one. When he let
me out at the gate I slipped him $200. "Call me big boy
when you got that type of action lined up again."
I got a call from Mr. Bernard on my answering serves
and I made a weekend trip to Chicago in October for
him. That was a sneaking weekend I told my mother and
dad I was going to spend Saturday night with a girl
friend and we were double dating. I left the house
about 9 that morning drove to DFW was in Chicago at 2
that afternoon and dressed in a black cocktail dress
and on his arm at some private club at 7.
I was in bed with the old fart by 1AM and I was up and
on my way to the airport by 10. I pulled into our
driveway at 2:30 and still have not fucked. Went the
whole weekend still looking for a cock to slip between
my legs? I got my nipples sucked and groped, I did give
him a hand job and used a little mouth action on him,
all that for a cool $1,000.
The old goat wanted to see me again; I told him I
needed a modeling job, so that a trip could be
justified for more than one night, if he wanted me to
come see him. I did not like sneaking around on my boy
fried. He told me he would check about me doing
something in the windy city. God he was an ugly old
shit!
My last year of high school was rocking along like a
charm, and what could be better but to do what I liked
and I liked what I was doing. I did not date anyone
from school my last year, I was into the college crowd
and getting away one weekend a month was becoming a
habit that was getting easier to do and harder to say
no to.
At Christmas break, I had talked my folks into letting
me make a Mexico trip for 4 days, but only if I were
home for Christmas Eve and day, you know how fathers
are. This was a Darnell plan event and he made all the
arrangements for the girls.
From December 19 to December 21, I was one of three
party girls at a private 10-bedroom home on the Pacific
side of Mexico. We would lay out by the pool in a
bikini and no top until some hard dick would come out
and pick one of us to go back with him to his bedroom.
You gave him that coy sexy smile set up slipped on your
5" heels and made sure your ass swung as you climbed
the stairs ahead of him to his bedroom. One or two
hours later, you are back by the pool, getting more
sun.
After the sun went down you dressed in a slinky number
that left nothing to the imagination; had a great
dinner as you set and listen to them talk sports, and
cars. Than you have to go all night with who ever
picked you, if you were lucky he was too drunk to do
much more than have a BJ and he was out for the night.
I got a 1,000 a day for that trip and expenses. A few
men would tip a 100 or more, so I came away with a nice
payday. I was doing three a day for the four days, not
bad for that type of work.
After the holidays, it was dead, but for my Forth Worth
regulars. I was turning about two a day three days a
week all in the afternoon. The end of January a girl
that I had a few classes with started asking me about
my college boy friend and was it working out! I told
her it was a drag with him back east and only saw him
for a few days between Christmas and New Year. I got
home on the 22 of December and he came in on the 23 of
December.
She told me she wanted to go to University of Texas in
a few weeks to see about going to college in Austin,
she was just like me we were not smart enough to get
into a private University (TCU). My father was very
happy with the news that I wanted to check out a
college and he was all for the trip. What no one knew
was we did not make the trip.
She had an old boy friend come to Fort Worth who went
to University of Texas and he had two friends with him;
she and I both knew that we were going to be busy that
weekend for one reason. The University of Texas at
Austin, in the annual surveys, got a ranking of very
high as a great party school. I told her that we should
get a hotel room each for the weekend; I paid, not as
if I could not afford it, but I wanted my privacy when
I screw, unless I wanted everyone at school to know my
business.
We had told out folks that we were going to Austin on
Friday as soon as school was out, I was driving my MG,
and the ragtop was up on this cold Texas afternoon. It
took us all of 25 minutes to drive to the other side of
Fort Worth and check in at the Holiday Inn, I was use
to something a little better but hey, we have to rough
it sometimes. The boys from UT could not afford
anything better.
We put on enough make-up to give them that "I want to
be fucked" look. The frat boys had a party going when
we arrived at their rooms. They had taken over three
rooms and two had connecting doors and this was the
party room, you could call it that. I walked into the
place and got every ones attention real quick. I headed
for the bar and got a margarita.
I had on a top that let it all show, and these
longhorns loved my breasts. From where they were
standing, they got a lovely view. After one drink, I
was ready to get smashed but I could see that I was not
impressed; my taste in men had gone pass the young
college boys.
I sat and talked to the frat members, all wanted my
phone number, and by the bugle in their pants, I could
tell it was a waste of time to give them my number. I
think I had found the University of Texas, Home of the
Shorthorns! I was ready to get back to the Horn Frogs.
My girl friend found one of the boys to her liking. She
was in love and had to be with him for the weekend,
which was not part of the game plan. That left me with
the other two, what I did not know was they had invited
two more frat brothers to come party with them.
We all went out to a club and did the drinking and
dance scene and were wasted. At 1AM, I find myself
heading back to the hotel going for a nightcap. I
looked at all the young hard bodies and found myself
thinking of the old farts I had been doing the past few
months, if not for Steven last August I would say the
old goats were my sex life. I was about to change that,
and with who or how many did not matter.
I had not taken my car when we went to the club and I
rode in a little Mustang and on the way back to the
hotel I sat on the lap of one of the frat brother in
the passenger side. John and Ray; as I was talking to
them, a hand landed on the back of my right hip. I
jumped a little, but did nothing. When I turned to talk
to him, not mentioning his hand of course, I felt
another hand on my right thigh.
Wow, oh me! Two feeling me up at once and I loved it!
We all continued to talk as if nothing was happening.
Their hands roamed up independently to cup my ass
cheeks and stroke my thighs. We talked all the way back
to the hotel; I have no idea about what. I am not sure
who suggested it, but the idea came up to retire to
their hotel room. By this time I was really turned on,
and I said lets go to a room, any room.
In a brazen move, I held both their hands as we walked
from the parking lot to the lobby. I wondered if anyone
watching knew what we were going to do. I was not quite
sure I had figured it out myself. We walked into the
lobby and started for the elevator, as their room was
on the sixth floor. One of them stopped us.
"Let’s take the stairs," he said.
"Why?" I asked.
"I would like to watch your ass as you walk up the
steps," he stated. I laughed as I gave them that coy
sexy look. We went to the stairwell, and I walked up
with them just a few steps behind. Their jaw dropped as
I started up the steps and reached to my rear and
pulled up my skirt and showed them my bikini panties as
I went up the six flights of steps. I must admit, it
felt good showing off like that, and it just turned me
on even more. I wondered what it would be like to fuck
these two hard bodies or give them a blowjob right here
and now in the stairway.
"Is that what you wanted to see?" I smiled as we
reached the sixth floor.
"Oh, yes."
We entered the room, a nice one with two king size bed.
I walked over to close the curtains. John walked up
beside me and turned me to face him. He looked at me
for a second and me at him. Then he kissed me
passionately. I saw Ray approach out of the corner of
my eye as I closed them to respond to Johns lips. His
hands moved down and kneaded my ass. I could feel his
hard-on press into my abdomen. I melted into his kiss.
After a few moments, I broke the kiss.
"That was wonderful," I sighed. Ray stood a few feet
away watching.
"How about you big boy, you two can handle all of me?"
I breathed lustfully. I walked over to him and kissed
him.
His hands immediately found my rear also, but quickly
moved up to my breasts. I drew my breath sharply, as I
have always had sensitive breasts. I could tell he had
a raging hard-on also. Suddenly I felt hands on my ass;
John had moved up behind us. I open my eyes and drew my
breath sharply again before settling into the ecstasy
of being caressed by two studs. Ray removed a hand from
my breast and pulled my top off. The image of me
sandwiched between these two flashed through my mind,
making me even hotter.
John's tongue on the back of my leg brought me back to
the moment. I heard a moaning and then realized it was
I. Ray reached behind me and unhooked my skirt. I shed
it without breaking the kiss. I could feel both my
nipples standing out firmly. Ray continued stroking my
breasts and playing with my nipples, gently pinching
and rolling them with his fingers as John licked and
kissed his way up the backs of my legs and rear. I lost
my balance. Ray quickly caught me.
"I have to lie down," I sighed. I did have one two many
and I was going to be an easy fuck tonight. I did not
want them to know just how easy, I had to say no
occasionally.
Ray laid me on my back on the bed with my knees hanging
off the edge. He lowered his mouth to suck on my
nipple. John moved up and kissed me, fondling my other
breast. Ray's hand stroked its way down my torso and
began gently rubbing me though my panties. I was in
heaven. I just lay there as two hunks pleasured me. My
experience these last few months in men had always been
nearly the opposite.
I had forgotten that I could be the one getting some
sex and not just giving it. I was moaning a lot now,
stroking John's head as he kissed me, trying to return
the pleasure my body was feeling to him though my
mouth. Ray detached his mouth from my nipple with an
audible pop and whispered into my ear.
"I am going to eat your pussy 'til you cum.' I moaned
in response. "Oh no please don’t take my panties off, I
had too much to drink!" John stopped kissing me for a
moment.
'I wanted to eat you also," he added. "Oh no I can not,
not both of you, I can not, not two of you at the same
time!"
"Later," I squeaked and drew his lips close to kiss
them again. Most of my customer were reluctant to eat
me, and here I had two studs who were eager! Ray began
pulling down my panties.
"Please not my panties, please don’t take them off!" I
lifted my hips to help him. I now lay there completely
nude. John broke his kiss again and backed away. I
looked up to see the two, still clad in their tented
slacks and shirts, staring lustfully at me, their eyes
sweeping up and down my naked body. They gently stroked
me with their hands from each side, as I lay there,
paralyzed by the pleasure, for what seemed like hours.
Finally, I moaned.
"I never had anyone eat me, are you going to do that,
eat me!"
I reached up for him. He came down and kissed me again,
as Ray spread my legs as I held John's head and braced
for the exquisite pleasure of Ray's tongue on my clit.
He kissed the inside of my knee instead. I jumped
anyway. John began working my breast with his hand as
Ray's tongue worked its way up the inside of my thigh
with almost a painfully slow pace. I moaned and
squirmed, trying to pour my frustration out into John's
kiss. I felt Ray's hot breath on my pussy as I squealed
in anticipation.
"Oh not my pussy, please no, oh my God, oh, oh don’t
lick it, oh, your making me, oh shit!" Moments later, I
looked up at John, "Oh he is kissing my pussy, OH!"
John moved down to suck on my other nipple. I gasped
and moaned. After mere moments of the attention to my
pussy and breasts, I felt I was near. I pulled John up
to me and kissed him as I came. I practically screamed
into his mouth. The orgasm was intense after all the
tension that had built up.
"That was wonderful," I sighed at John, I knew Ray was
about to finally mount me; Instead he plopped on the
bed beside me.
"That was wonderful," I sighed again to Ray, I kissed
Ray, tasting myself all over his lips and face. I felt
John get up and move down between my legs. I kissed Ray
and waited for the pleasure of finally getting a cock
up me. A moment later, I felt John’s tongue on my pussy
as he began to eat me. I squealed in delight. I sat up
on my elbows and looked down at John between my legs
and over at Ray by my side.
"Somebody has to fuck me, please I want to fuck! Please
I need to fuck, please fuck me!"
I held on to Ray and kissed him as he caressed my
breasts. This was exquisite. After a few minutes, Ray
moved a pillow up and pushed it under my head. Then he
got up and repositioned himself so that he was kneeling
over my head. I looked down and could see John eating
me, his nose resting on my bald pussy. John opened his
eyes and they locked with mine. I thought this was so
erotic I felt as aroused as ever. Ray reached around
and started rolling my nipples between his thumb and
forefingers.
I began moaning again, watching my pussy eaten and my
breasts worked. I came again in no time, even harder
than before. Ray moved off to my side. John stood up
and stepped out of his pants. He was fully erect,
slipped a condom on, and ready to go. He placed my
knees over his shoulders and positioned his cock at the
opening of my sopping pussy.
"You want tell anyone that we did it will you! Fuck me,
but you just got to keep this quite!"
I begged, and he slammed himself home in one sweet
thrust. I screamed out how good it was and I told
everyone on the fifth, sixth, and seventh floor how
good his cock felt as I screamed for him to keep
fucking me.
John leaned forward, his feet still on the floor, mine
pointing to the ceiling, and kissed me before beginning
to pound me. I held on to his shoulders and gasped in
pleasure with each thrust. After a few minutes, he all
of a sudden lunged into me and then pulled out.
I instantly saw what was going on, as Ray moved in to
take John's place. John now lay beside me as Ray
pounded away on me. It had been a while since I had a
screwing like this and I loved it. Ray must have gotten
close and pulled out.
"Straddle me," ordered John and I gladly did, rolling
over to mount him.
He fondled my tits as I rode him. I came again and
slumped onto his chest, his still-hard cock burning
inside me. He rolled over on me and then pulled out.
Ray rolled me back on my stomach and raised my hips, I
looked back to see him pulling the condom down his
pole. He entered me from behind, doggie style as John
watched from the side. As good as this felt, I knew I
they would not be able to keep it up forever, and I
wanted to be sure there two studs were going to last as
long as I could make them.
"I can keep this up forever, what about you two?" I
gasped between thrusts. A memory from my trip to Mexico
had come to mind, when I did two of them at once one
afternoon. 'Let me suck your cock while he fucks me,' I
said to John. It made a pit in my stomach just saying
that.
Ray stopped thrusting for a minute in surprise, but
John lost no time in positioning his dick under my
mouth. Ray began thrusting again and I tried to focus
on sucking John's cock and not the cock ramming in and
out of my hot pussy. John did not last long, moaning in
just a few minutes that he was going off. He did go
off, shooting what felt like a cup of cream into my
mouth and making some great noises too. I tried to hold
it all in my mouth as he withdrew. Ray thrusting was
still steady, and I swallowed all of John's cream,
smiling at John as it went down.
"Did she swallow it?" asked and incredulous sounding
Ray.
"Yes," replied John.
Swallowing cum must have really turned Ray on, because
he quickened his pace and soon roared and shot off and
we collapsed into a pile, and Ray rolled off of me. I
looked over to John as he said.
"Are you ready for us to switch places? Sure, since you
look like you're ready!" I beamed.
John rolled a new oiled up condom on and rolled me back
to my knees, grabbed my hips and entered me from
behind; as I looked over to Ray and saw that he was
hardening too.
"Would you like me to swallow your cream baby?" I
purred.
Ray scrambled over, presenting his semi-rigid member to
me. I began sucking his cock, licking off his cream, as
John fucked me from behind. Ray fondled my breasts
underneath me as he stiffened quickly from my oral
efforts and was soon moaning steadily. I would look up
at him and say to him. "I love sucking cock and humming
a big set of balls!" Than slip his nut sack in my mouth
and hum on them as I looked back up at him.
The combination of John's cock pounding me, Ray's cock
in my mouth and his hands working on my nipples and
tits really worked me up. I started rocking my hips
back into him. It was getting hard to concentrate on
Ray's cock as I could feel myself getting close to a
climax. John continued to pump into me rhythmically and
soon I started to quiver as another orgasm ripped
through me. I screamed around Ray's dick as I struggled
to keep up the action on him. Ray responded to my
screams by moaning that he was going to shoot and told
me to swallow it all.
I focused as best I could in my continuing orgasm and
pushed him over the edge. Fortunately, for me, he must
have shot most of his load into the condom and,
although he seemed to go off hard, the amount was
manageable. I arched my back and showed him his cream
in my mouth. His jaw dropped. I swallowed it all and
licked my lips as I put my head back down to enjoy the
fuck I was getting. After a few more minutes of John
screwing me, he groaned and came for the second time.
We collapsed on the bed again. After a few minutes of
catching our breath, I teasingly asked if they were up
for another round, knowing they must have fucked
themselves dry.
"Yeah, I'm ready," said Ray.
I looked over to him, stunned. Sure enough, he was
hardening again.
"I can go again," added John. I figured since I had
offered, I should not turn them down, but I told them.
"Just one at a time from here on and my knees can not
take anymore for a while."
"That's not a problem," said Ray.
Ray rolled me over on my back and mounted me. I had not
had this kind of sex in ages and I was beginning to
wonder could I out last them. The missionary position
also made it easy on me. I just had to leave my legs
spread and rests them on their hips. It was getting
late but I was getting my second wind. John lay next to
me and he stroked his dick to full hardness as Ray
pounded into me. I motioned him over to me as he
fondled my tits. Ray finally came again, collapsing
onto me and rolling off. John looked at me.
"You sure you're OK to go one more round? Give it to me
big boy. I'm fine."
"Well, with as much as I have shot off, it may take a
little while," he said, entering me.
We heard a sound and turned to see Ray asleep already.
We laughed and John began pumping me. We stared at each
other in silence as he slowly screwed me to his orgasm.
When he came with a groan, he collapsed on top of me.
"This was the most incredible night since Steven and I
had sex."
"Holy shit, Marca you are the fuck of the century!" I
guess I would have to agree.
He rolled off me and I finally could close my legs. I
got up and hobbled to the bathroom. When I came out,
they were both sleeping. I started getting dressed. It
was only 5AM, but I was at least as bushed as they were
and I left a note on the mirror saying thanks for the
great time. I slept tell noon and about 4PM I had a
knock on the door.
We did it all over again and this time they had to
bring in a third stringer to keep the game going late
into the night. Nothing but a bunch of fucking UT
Shorthorns; I will take one Horn Frog anytime!
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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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