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Hard Body Shop Clerk - 9
by DL Sloan (getwild81@yahoo.com)
***
Cori Banks is still the favorite co-worker at the body
shop she works at. (MMF, nc, exh, oral, anal, bd, orgy)
***
SATURDAY EVENING (AT THE GAME)
"So, where are we supposed to meet your friends?" Cori
asked as they got out of the SUV. Immediately, heads
turned and whistles and cat-calls could be heard from
the throng of people milling around the outside of the
stadium. There were plenty of gorgeous, sexily dressed
babes scampering around on this southern campus, but
none quite as gorgeous or quite as scantily clad as
Cori. Her nipples were once again poking through her
mesh jersey, holding it in place over her tits. Her
tight ass wiggled fantastically in the white shorts,
her ass cheeks split by the red thong.
"They're supposed to be near Gate J, tailgating in the
parking lot," Ty said. "They're just a few of my old
college and high school buddies. They said they'd have
lots of food and beer. We've got two hours until
kickoff, so we have plenty of time to hang out with
them."
"I can't wait to meet them," Cori said.
"And I can't wait until they get a look at you. They'll
never believe you're with me. I didn't date that often
in high school or college, either one. They won't
believe a babe like you is hanging out with me."
"Well, I'm proud to," Cori said. "They'll be able to
see that, I promise. I bet I can make them jealous."
"I'm sure you can," Ty said.
"Do they know I'm coming with you?"
"No. They think it's just a guy thing today. 'No women
allowed' was the rule. But, I think they'll make an
exception when they see you."
"Oh, look at that, how cute!" Cori said, pointing to a
stand where people were lined up, getting temporary
tattoos applied to their faces. They were tattoos of
the team's mascot, a bulldog in red, white and black
colors.
"Want one?" Ty asked. "Come on, let's go." They went
over to the stand and waited in line behind about a
half dozen other people, mostly kids or college girls.
Everyone took note of Cori, of course, but nothing was
said until she reached the front of the line. There, a
young man — presumably a college student — greeted her,
eyes and mouth both wide open.
"Wow," he said, unable to contain himself. "Uhh, I
mean, hi, would you like a tattoo?
"Sure," Cori said, "but can I get it somewhere besides
my face?"
"No problem," he said, his imagination running wild
with thoughts of where he would like to put a tattoo on
her. "Where do you want it?"
"Here," Cori said, turning around and sticking her ass
out. "I'd like one on my hip." She pulled her shorts
down a few more precious inches, revealing still more
perfect tan skin.
"Of course," he said, "but aren't you worried no one
will see it?"
"Oh, they'll see it," Ty said, handing over a $5 for
the tattoo.
"No, sir," the guy said, "believe me, this one's my
pleasure. It's on the house."
"Thanks," Ty said. "Seeing as how you're an expert,
don't you think the tattoo would look better a little
further down than that? Like maybe down here?" Ty dug
his hand inside Cori's shorts, indicating a spot in the
middle of her ass cheek.
"Oh yes," the guy said. "The lower the better, I
think."
"Well, Cori, you heard the expert," Ty said. "Pull down
those shorts and let him do his work."
Wriggling her hips in oh-so-sexy fashion, Cori peeled
her shorts over her taut, round ass and revealed both
dark, fleshy ass cheeks to the appreciative crowd. The
temporary tattoo took only a few seconds to apply, but
the guy took his sweet time while he eyed the thong-
covered pouch of her pussy, clearly visible between her
lean thighs. He'd seen plenty of babes on this college
campus, but never one this hot, this daring or this
sexy. He dabbed the tattoo into place, then reluctantly
told her he was done. He watched the best ass he had
ever seen slide back inside its shorts, then walk away.
Ignoring the groans from the onlookers, Cori and Ty
kept on moving, looking for his friends. They found
them easily, right where they had said they would be.
Ty saw them first and pointed them out to Cori. She
quickly counted 10 guys — all black — gathered around a
van. The back doors were open and they had a table set
up with all kinds of food and drinks. They were sitting
around in lawn and camping chairs, laughing and joking
loudly.
One of them caught sight of Ty, then Cori, and let out
a yell, "There he is fellas! And look what he's got
with him!"
Hoots and hollers followed, all friendly, excited to
see both Ty and his hot, nearly nude blonde companion.
They jumped up to shake his hand and slap him on the
back and welcomed Cori with open arms — literally —
each giving her a hug, feeling up her tits and slender
waist in the process.
"Damn, Ty, you old dog, when did you start dating women
this fine?" said Gerald, a tall slender man who was
wearing a standard issue Georgia Bulldog jersey and a
black baseball cap. "Shit, she's hot!"
"Thank you," Cori smiled.
"Yeah, she's hot all right," Ty said, "but you know I
always have hot women."
"Whatever," Shaun, a handsome, model-looking type,
said. "Hanging on your wall, maybe, but never on your
arm. You dated your right hand and Hustler all through
college."
Everyone laughed and encouraged Cori and Ty to grab
some food and drinks. They filled plates with wings,
brats and chips and each grabbed a beer before sitting
down in two of the camping chairs.
"Don't they arrest you for dressing like that with your
nipples hanging out?" Bobby, a bulky guy who looked
like he might have played football once, but had since
put on about 20 pounds of flab. "Don't get me wrong,
I'm not complaining. Be fine with me if you walked
around naked."
"Well, we've already had our run-in with the law
today," Ty said, proceeding to tell them about their
encounter with the cop, including the strip search but
leaving out the fist-fucking and jacking off.
"Shit, that's messed up," Gerald said. "I'm glad you
made it all right."
"Well, Miss Cori," Sammy, a distinguished looking man
with a sweater and khakis on, said, "you may dress any
way you like around us. We don't know how you got mixed
up with Ty, but for our sake and his, we're glad you
did."
"Thank you, Sammy," Cori said. "You guys are all so
nice. I know you weren't expecting me to come. I really
appreciate you letting me crash your party. I just
couldn't stand to be away from Ty for a whole day."
"Really?" one of the guys asked. "You're talking about
Ty, right?"
"Yeah," Cori said, rubbing Ty's thigh now. "I'm a
young, energetic woman. Ty's the only guy I've found
who can keep up with me and keep me ... um ...
satisfied. I can't go a whole day without his, you
know. Besides, I love football."
"So you don't mind dressing like this for him?"
"Not at all," Cori said. "I like dressing like this —
makes me feel sexy. And if he likes it, I'm happy."
"You look pretty happy right now," Gerald said. "Those
nips are rock hard."
"They're always like that," Ty said proudly. "If she
had fake tits, I'd say they filled them with Viagra
instead of silicone."
"You mean those tits are real?
"Oh yeah," Ty said. "She all natural, except sometimes
she uses a tanning bed instead of sunbathing.
Everything else is the real deal, right Cori."
"That's right," Cori said, devouring a chicken wing,
purposely teasing the meat with her lips and tongue
before biting, chewing and swallowing it. "Never been
operated on in my life."
"Damn, you sure make eating chicken look sexy,"said
James, a wiry-looking man with a handsome mustache and
bright smile.
"I bet she can suck the chrome off a trailer hitch,"
one guys said.
"Or a golf ball through a garden hose," another added.
"Or your balls right through your dick," a third said,
causing an eruption of laughter and high fives.
"I suck whatever Ty tells me too, as hard as he tells
me," Cori said, in a steamy, matter-of-fact fashion
that implicated her sincerity. "I was born with a
gift," she shrugged, "it would be a waste not to use
it, right."
"Damn straight, girl!" Gerald shouted. "If you were
born with the power of suction, you better fucking use
it to bring joy and happiness to the world!"
"That's why I tell her to dress like that, too," Ty
said. "Cock-sucking isn't her only gift. Look at that
body. It would be a shame to keep it to myself or hide
it under a bunch of clothes. Show it off and make the
world a more beautiful, happier place, I say."
"Hey, can I get a picture taken with her?" Shaun asked.
"Sure," Ty said. "Anyone else want a picture?"
Naturally, everyone did, and Ty happily used their
cameras, snapping photos of Cori with his friends. They
put her in a variety of poses and positions, all sexy,
but nothing she hadn't done before. There were the
kisses on the cheeks, the heads against her chest or
ass, the shots bending over or arching her back, and,
of course, kneeling in front of the guys as is
preparing to show them how she could suck the chrome
off a trailer hitch. Cori was happy to serve as their
fantasy model, giving them each a chance to think of
her as their very own sex toy. Of course, today she was
Ty's exclusive toy and he was choosing to play with her
in front of 70,000 people.
By the time they finished eating, drinking and taking
pictures, it was almost game time. They packed
everything up in the van and then headed inside the
staidum. The man taking tickets looked Cori up and
down, both suspiciously and appreciatively, his eyes
popping even more when he noticed her bare nipples
poking through her jersey. He smiled at Ty and said,
"Thank you, sir. Enjoy the game."
Once they were inside, an usher rushed to show them to
their seats. Being polite, he let Cori go first up the
steps, then followed right behind until they reached
their row. The usher got a great view of her "Tight
End" right in his face, but the magical moment was far
too short as they were only 10 rows up at about the 40-
yard-line.
They all had tickets together in a block, four seats
side-by-side in three consecutive rows. They had Ty and
Cori sit in the middle two seats of the middle row, so
that Shaun and Gerald sat beside them, four guys sat in
front of them and four sat in back.
The seats were all in the middle of the rows, meaning
they had to squeeze past the already seated fans. There
were about half a dozen people between them and their
seats, including three guys who reminded Ty of the
Larry, Darrell, Darrell brothers from the old "Newhart"
show. They didn't have a full set of teeth between
them, probably hadn't bathed in a couple days and
reeked of alcohol. Ty just hoped they were happy
drunks. Angry, violent drunk rednecks could be a
problem — especially when eight 11 black guys showed up
with one very sexy white girl who looked like she was
dressed to please, which she was.
The other three people were two men and a woman. The
men were preppy looking white men in their 50s or 60s
who looked like lawyers or businessmen. The woman was
much younger — probably close to Cori's age, maybe a
year or two younger — and was quite attractive in a
tight white t-shirt (with a bra) and some cutoff denim
shorts and white tennis shoes. She was cute with
dimples, dark brown hair, small but perky tits and
nicely tanned thighs.
At first, Ty assumed she was the daughter — or even
granddaughter — of one of the men she was sitting
between. But then Ty noticed they both had their hands
on her thighs and guessed this was no family setting.
He figured she was either a paid escort — although she
was dressed relatively conservatively — or else this
was a kind of sugar-daddy sort of situation. Ty didn't
know, but he assumed they would receive little hassle
from this trio.
Sure enough, the rednecks were loud, crude and
ignorant, making several insulting comments that they
seemed to think were clever. They giggled like junior
high boys when they first saw Cori standing next to
them on the stairs, then tried to get some sort of
response from her. Of course, Cori had seen and heard
it all before. She was flustered by guys like the jerk
in the bar last night or the cop today, not drunk jerks
like these. She didn't even respond when the first man,
looking up at her jutting tits before she walked in
front of him, said, "Hello, Hot 'n Wet." Apparently, he
thought it was funny to try to call her by the name on
the jersey.
She turned and began sidestepping down the aisle in
front of them, her ass naturally in their faces. "No,
you mean hello 'Tight End,'" the second jerk joked.
Frankly, Cori was stunned they could read the words, so
their feeble attempts at humor were not surprising. The
third guy actually opened his mouth and chomped his
sparse teeth as if wishing to take a bite out of Cori's
admittedly appetizing ass.
Flanked by Gerald and Ty with Shaun trailing, Cori kept
moving and soon had her ass in front of one of the
sugar-daddies. He took in an eyeful of Cori's ass,
licking his lips and, Ty noticed, squeezing his own sex
toy's thigh a bit tighter.
Ty nodded at the man, who nodded back as if to say, "I
like yours too." The girl didn't care about Cori's
body, of course, but paid attention to her outfit,
stunned by its skimpiness. The other sugar-daddy spoke
to Ty, saying, "Nice outfit."
"Thanks," Ty said. "I can't take much credit, though.
She's the one who makes it look good."
"True," the man said, as Gerald, Cori, Ty and Shaun
slid into their seats. "Still, I'd like to get this
one," he patted the brunette's slender thigh, "in
outfits like that."
"Why don't you?" Ty asked.
"She's a little shy about things like that."
"But we're working on that, aren't we?" the other man
said, leaning over the girl to join in the
conversation. She just nodded silently in response.
"How long have you three been together?" Ty asked, not
sure how else to phrase it.
"Oh, just about a month. She started working in our law
firm as an intern and needed some money for college —
she's a sophomore right now. We are helping her with
her finances and will help her with her law school
applications when the time comes. She's paying us back
in her own special ways."
"She's shy in public, but you should see her in a hotel
room. She's a sex-crazed, 19-year-old animal."
"I bet,"Ty said, acknowledging that the girl did indeed
have a nice body, though she was no match for Cori, not
even in the legs, which were clearly this girl's strong
suit. "Don't worry, she'll get over the shyness."
"How long did it take her? My name's Gil, by the way.
He's Al and this hot little thing is Ashley." They all
shook hands and Ty introduced himself and Cori.
"It took me a couple weeks to get used to dressing like
this," Cori answered their question. "At first, it's a
little awkward, but then you get used to it and it's no
big deal."
"How long has she been with all you guys?" Gil asked.
"Oh, she's just with me," Ty said. "These are just some
of my friends. Cori and I been together for about two
years."
"Well, I can see you're a very lucky man," Gil said.
"Care to offer any suggestions on some clothing options
for Ashley here? Seems like you're pretty creative in
what you do with Cori."
"Sure," Ty said. "I'm no expert or anything, but I can
tell you what I like. My co-workers and I have her wear
a different outfit to work every day — Monday is for
mini-dresses, Thursday is for thongs, and so forth.
Then, we just try to pick out outfits that accentuate
her body as much as possible. We focus on her strongest
attributes — her tits, her ass, her legs and her tan —
and dress her accordingly."
"We are crazy about Ashley's legs, ass and stomach," Al
said.
"We might pay for her to get a boob job — she'd look
great with some 38DD's, don't you think?" Gil
interjected.
"In the meantime," Al continued, "what would you
recommend to accentuate her legs and ass?"
"High heels, for sure," Ty said. "Cori wears them
almost every day, with almost every outfit. She's got
over 100 pair, all styles and colors and all at least
four inches high.
"Thongs are another great thing," Ty continued. "Cori
either wears thongs or no panties at all. Then the
other stuff is all according to what you like and are
in the mood for. We like her legs bare, so we seldom
put her in stockings and garters, but some guys love
that. We go with short skirts, cutoff jeans, hot pants,
that sort of stuff. We usually buy things a size or two
too small. We know it's right if we can see the bottom
part of her ass cheeks."
"Stand up, Ashley," Gil said, and Ashley stood up. "I
know this is a pretty standard outfit, but what would
you change on her?"
"Well, first off, she's got really nice tits, even if
they are a little small, so you can show them off more,
even if you don't get the implants," Ty said. "I'd lose
the bra — let those nipples show through. Also, you say
she has a nice belly. Go with halter tops or crop tops
or tube tops — things like that — to show that off.
"I see what you mean about her legs and ass — very
nice," Ty said. "I like the cutoffs, but I'd buy them
about two sizes smaller. They'll be tighter and shorter
that way, and I think you'll like the difference. And
like I said, heels for sure. I don't care about fashion
or what goes with what, I just want to show off Cori's
body as much as possible. Keep that in mind and you'll
do fine."
Ashley looked a Ty with disdain, clearly displeased
that he was making these suggestions which her sugar-
daddies would no doubt implement. Better get used to
it, babe, Ty thought, either you'll give these guys
what they want or they'll bail on you the next time a
hot little thing walks into the office asking for help.
Ty was glad Cori never gave them that sort of attitude.
She knew her role, embraced it and had long ago gained
their respect and admiration as a result. They didn't
look down on her because she dressed this way
willingly, they had an even great appreciation for her
as both a co-worker and a friend. At the same time, not
every woman was cut out for this sort of thing, and
though Ashley had the body, he wasn't sure she had the
attitude. Maybe she was a hell-cat in the bedroom and a
good-looker, but it took more than that to be a good
sex toy for a long period of time like Cori.
The difference, Ty thought, was that Cori wasn't using
the guys at the shop and they weren't using her.
Everyone got along well, respected one another and
everyone benefited. But these men didn't respect Ashley
and she didn't respect them. It was nothing more than
high-priced prostitution in Ty's opinion.
"Thanks for the tips," Gil said. "Hopefully a year from
now we'll see you here and they'll both be dressed like
Cori."
The teams took the field for the kickoff and they all
stood up to watch the start of the game. Cori felt a
pinch on her ass and turned around to see Bones, one of
Ty's friends who was very fat and had to weigh close to
350 pounds, smiling at her. Ty had let the guys know
they could feel free to cop a feel or two, so Cori just
smiled back, letting him know she was fine with it.
After the first couple of plays, everyone sat down and
Ty put his hand on the inside of Cori's thigh,
occasionally brushing his fingertips across her crotch.
When Georgia scored midway through the first quarter,
they all jumped up and Ty gave Cori a big hug, grabbing
her ass firmly in his hands and picking her up. She
wrapped her legs around him and he bounced her up and
down in a fucking motion as they all yelled and
cheered. Her tits bounced free of the jersey. With Ty
holding her ass, he told her to lean back and offer her
naked tits to each of the guys in the row behind them.
They took full advantage, nearly ripping her top
completely off before Ty pulled her back and they sat
back down. Cori pulled her jersey back into place while
Ty once again stuffed his hand between her smooth, warm
thighs.
A few minutes later, Georgia intercepted a pass and
scored again. This time, the guys noticed a lot of the
students were celebrating by holding one of their
classmates up, then throwing them up in the air and
then catching them. They were thrown up in the air once
for every point scored — currently 14. They decided to
do this with Cori.
When they first picked her up, the crowd in their area
buzzed, getting a good look at the nearly perfect,
nearly naked girl. When the 11 black men started
tossing her in the air, the view got even better.
Cori's jersey was flopping up, her bare breasts
jiggling with amazing firmness. Her long legs were
spread wide enough to offer a nice view of her crotch.
The guys had a firm grasp on her ankles and wrists and
any free hands groped her ass or tits.
The crowd around them counted out the reps and the guys
in their row begged for them to pass her down. "Next
time," Ty promised.
The game settled into a series of punts until late in
the second quarter when Georgia scored again, giving
the Bulldogs a 21-7 lead. They guys immediately hoisted
Cori in the air, and, as promised passed her down the
row to Gil, Al and Larry, Darryl and Darryl. They
flipped Cori onto her stomach, then threw her in the
air, concentrating much more on groping her tits and
pussy than on counting. Only when others in the crowd
chanted to see her tits did they flip her back over,
again causing her jersey to fly up and tits to bounce
free for all to see.
When they set her back down, the rednecks began groping
her even more aggressively and had her shorts down to
her knees before Ty and Shaun could pull her away. By
then, many in the crowd had seen her pretty red thong
and the bulldog tattoo. When Ty started pulling up her
shorts, they chanted, "thong, thong, thong, thong..."
until he relented, pulled her shorts off and sat her
back down next to him wearing only her heels, thong and
cut-off mesh jersey with her nipples poking out.
Gil and Al were clearly feeling horny now and wanted to
get their sex toy into the act — not trying to upstage
Cori, but to join in. They bought a large bottle of
ice-cold water and told Ashley to take off her bra.
Reluctantly, she reached under her shirt and removed
her plain white bra. Then, she drew in a sharp breath
as Gil dumped the ice cold water on her chest.
Instantly, the white t-shirt was soaked and her rubbery
nipples perked up. Her tits weren't near as large as
Cori's and neither were her nipples, but they were
still nicely sized and shaped and a welcome sight to
any heterosexual man.
Ashley started to put her hands over her chest, but Gil
and Al grabbed both wrists and held them at her sides,
watching in delight as her shirt became more
transparent and her nipples grew harder.
Cori felt for the girl, who clearly was uncomfortable
with this. At the same time, she had agreed to be a sex
toy, so it was hard to feel too sorry for her. Cori
just knew that Ty and the other guys would never
knowingly embarrass her. Of course, she wasn't easily
embarrassed, as evidenced by her comfort level in her
current attire, but if she was, she was sure the guys
would respect that. Al and Gil didn't respect Ashley,
and that was a shame.
They hoisted her on their shoulders and showed her wet
t-shirt to the crowd, then set her down and passed her
to Shaun and the boys, who weren't about to pass up the
opportunity to fondle another set of firm knockers.
Then they handed her off to the rednecks, who squeezed
and groped her tits and ass without shame or mercy. Gil
and Al just laughed and talked about how they were
going to have fun double-teaming their sex toy tonight.
At halftime, a pair of security guards came to warn
them to keep the girls' tops on, but it was clear they
were being told to say that and really didn't want to
enforce it. Ty and Gil promised to keep things under
control, then led their toys down the stairs to get
refreshments and go to the bathroom. Ashley followed
Cori to the ladies' room, shocked that Cori could walk
around nearly naked with all the hoots and hollers and
stares and act completely natural. Herself, Ashley
hated having her tits exposed by the wet t-shirt and
had an urge to leave. But she knew she couldn't, so
instead she stuck close to Cori, glad to have the
company and relative protection.
In the restroom, they both received hateful glares and
jealous comments, but Ashley followed Cori's lead of
ignoring as much of it as possible. Cori talked quietly
to Ashley, asking her where she was from and how she
had met Gil and Al and how she liked being with the two
men. Ashley said it was OK, but told her how rough and
rude they were to her sometimes and how they wanted her
to dress more like a slut. Cori told her not to do
anything she wasn't comfortable with, but also to relax
a bit more and understand that the guys expected a lot
in return for their money and that the actual sex was
only a part of it.
"It's about letting them live out a fantasy," Cori
said. "You are their fantasy. It's an honor. It's
flattering. So try to embrace it and enjoy it if you
can. They'll probably treat you better if you do. But
if you can't or if they still don't respect you, you
should get out and find another way to get to law
school."
The girls rejoined Ty, Al and Gil near the concession
stand, where they had purchased beer and hot dogs for
everyone. Gil also held another bottle of water, which
Ashley was certain wouldn't be used for drinking.
To start the second half, Ty had Cori sit on his lap,
her bare ass digging into his crotch with the promise
of good things to come after the game. The game started
getting close in the second half and Ty really did want
to calm things down a bit. He didn't particularly like
or trust the rednecks or Gil and Al. So, he held on to
Cori, let his buddies feel her up occasionally and they
laughed and cheered and had fun watching a great
college football game.
Al and Gil and the rednecks, on the other hand, got
increasingly wilder and braver with the leggy Ashley.
They kept her shirt soaked throughout the second half,
letting the chill of the night air keep her nipples
rock hard and easily visible. They had her open her
mouth while they poured beer down her throat and
stuffed hot dogs and fingers into her mouth. Midway
through the fourth quarter, one of the rednecks grabbed
her shirt and ripped it off, then started going for her
shorts. The security guards came and escorted Gil, Al,
Ashley and the rednecks out of the stadium.
They promptly went to a motel, where the five men
proceeded to fuck Ashley's mouth, pussy and ass
throughout the night. By morning, her pretty brunette
hair was matted with cum and her pussy and ass had been
fucked raw.
Cori, on the other hand, continued to have a great time
at the game with her 11 escorts. During the fourth
quarter, Ty let each of the other guys enjoy having
Cori sit on their laps. They each got to play with her
tits, squeeze her waist and feel her firm ass and soft
thighs in their laps. They all cheered raucously as
Georgia pulled out a close win, then headed for the
exits.
As they left the stadium, Cori hugged and kissed each
of Ty's friends, thanking them for accepting her
company and being such gentlemen. They all said goodbye
and Ty and Cori headed back to the SUV. Cori was still
wearing only the thong, heels and mesh jersey while Ty
carried her shorts.
It was dark now, of course, and they were both tired
and hungry from the long day. Ty was also extremely
horny and ready to explore every inch of Cori's nubile
body, inside and out.
They drove to Atlanta, about an hour away, and went to
one of the posh downtown hotels. Ty let the valet park
his SUV while he guided Cori — with her shorts now back
on in a small display of modesty — into the gorgeous,
marble-floored hotel lobby, a porter trailing behind
with their bags in hand and Cori's ass in sight.
The man at the desk didn't know quite what to make of
Ty and Cori coming into his upscale hotel, but he was
happy to give them a room, particularly when Ty was
willing to pay for one of the high-rate suites
upstairs. The porter, a chatty, friendly man in his
early 20s, led them to the elevator and punched the
button for the 42nd floor. His name tag read Chuck. He
had light brown hair, thin glasses and a lean body
built by his morning runs. He was talking to them about
the game and trying his best not to stare at Cori too
much.
As soon as the doors closed, Ty interrupted him and
said, "Hey bud, thanks for your help. I'm not trying to
get off cheap here, but I want to offer you a non-
monetary tip — Cori?" Upon his cue, Cori dropped her
shorts, once again stripping to her thong.
"I think we can work something out," the wide-eyed
porter said.
"Well, how about you get to feel her tits and ass right
now, then when we get into the room she takes off her
thong and jersey for you. Would that be a sufficient
tip? If not, I'll be happy to give you the appropriate
cash instead."
"Yes sir!" Chuck said. "That would be fine by me."
Cori stepped toward him, putting her hands behind her
back, inviting him to reach for her tits. He did so,
hesitantly at first, then squeezed them firmly and
tweaked her hard nipples. He was in the process of
squeezing her ass when the elevator finally stopped.
They got off, Chuck carrying their bags as well as
Cori's shorts as he led them down the hall to their
suite.
It was a gorgeous suite that had a large couch, a large
easy chair , a desk and office chair, a coffee table, a
fireplace, a bar and kitchen area, a king-size bed, a
hot tub and a balcony with two chairs and a great view
of the city. Chuck carried their bags into the bedroom,
then came back into the living room where Cori was
waiting for him.
"Have a seat," she said in her most seductive voice,
motioning toward the overstuffed easy chair. He sat
down in the chair and she followed right behind him,
straddling him by putting her knees on the arms.
Looking him in the eye, she peeled off her jersey. Now
she was wearing only her heels and thong. Chuck cupped
her breasts and rubbed his palms across her rubbery
nipples.
Cori arched her back and spread her thighs, opening her
body to him. He played with her tits while frequently
eyeing the inviting mound between her thighs. His cock
was hard and throbbing inside the dark uniform pants.
"You can move the thong out of your way," Ty told him.
"Or she'll take it off if you want."
Chuck reached between Cori's inviting thighs and pulled
the thong to the side, getting his first good look at
her moist pussy lips and the narrow patch of light
pubic hair that had been shaved into a landing strip.
"You can touch it, too," Ty assured him. "Rub her clit
or put your fingers inside her if you want."
Chuck slid two fingers along her moist slit and Cori,
her head still back and back arched, moaned lightly,
partly because it felt good and partly to let him know
it was OK to continue. Of course, the wetness and heat
of her pussy were also telling signals, and Chuck
proceeded without hesitation.
He rubbed her hot mound, feeling her clit respond as he
slid it between her fingers. A few drops of pussy juice
began to trickle along her thighs as she ground her
twat against his hand. Chuck slipped two fingers into
her, noticing how her tight pussy instantly contracted
around the welcome invaders.
"Damn, she's so hot!" Chuck said.
"Want to see her cum?" Ty asked.
"Fuck yeah," Chuck said.
"Then get up and let me sit there," Ty said. Legs
trembling, Cori stood up to let Chuck get out of the
chair. Ty, having shed his clothes too now, took his
place, his hard cock jutting obscenely straight up in
the air, it's 10 inches looking powerful, thick and
dangerously massive. "Turn around, Cori," Ty said. She
did, facing away from him. He pulled her into his lap
and quickly spread her legs with his own. With his
hands around her narrow waist, he picked her up and
dropped her sizzling cunt directly onto his rock-hard
cock.
She wriggled her hips a little to get him all inside
her, but clearly her elastic, juicy pussy had no
trouble accepting his mighty member. Ty was right, this
was one of Cori's favorite positions and, with his fat
cock reaming her twat, she was sure to reach a quick
and massive orgasm.
Chuck watched wide-eyed as Ty plowed his 10-incher into
her, splitting her open with his impressive prick. He
had his hands around her waist and was lifting her up
and down on his cock, going balls-deep with every
thrust. Cori's eyes were closed, her lips were parted,
her nostrils were flaring, her nipples were harder than
erasers, her pussy was leaking its cream and she was
moaning and panting. Her body was limp, being totally
dominated and controlled by Ty's strong hands and even
more powerful cock. She surrendered to him, focusing on
enjoying the ride aboard what was still the biggest
cock she had ever encountered.
Ty thrust powerfully into her, making her entire body
jerk and shak with the impact of each thrust as he
reamed her pussy. Ty put a hand around her neck and
pulled her back against his chest. He then spread her
legs as far as they would go, propping them up on the
arms of the chair so that she was basically doing the
splits. This seemed to put Cori over the edge. Her
breath became shorter, her moans louder and her body
trembled. Her orgasm was long and powerful, her body
shaking both from the force of Ty's fucking and the
equally dominant force of her own orgasm. Her pussy
contracted and creamed his cock with its thick warm
juice.
She finally went limp, the orgasm passing like a wave,
but moments later, another wave hit and she was cumming
again, even more powerfully than the first time. Chuck
had never seen anything like this and his cock was
screaming for attention inside his pants. As if reading
his mind, Ty said, "You can jack off if you want."
Ty made Cori stand up, which she did with wobbly, colt-
like legs and walk around to the side of the chair.
"Bend over the arm and suck my cock," he instructed.
"Chuck's going to whack off while he plays with your
pussy and watches you deep throat me."
"She can deep throat you?" Chuck asked.
"Show him, Cori."
She did, of course, and then, loving the way it felt,
Ty put both hands on the back of Cori's hand and drove
her mouth down on his shaft as he pounded her throat
with several hard, fast thrusts. Chuck couldn't believe
Cori wasn't gagging, but she wasn't. Chuck now had his
cock out and was stroking it steadily.
"Her pussy's still hot," Ty grunted. "Stick your
fingers in there and see if you can coax another orgasm
out of her."
Chuck stood beside Cori, one hand between her legs and
one hand on his cock. His eyes alternated between the
great view he had of her ass as she bent over at the
waist and the great view he had of her head being
driven up and down on Ty's thick, long cock.
Just as Ty had said it would be, Cori's pussy was still
on fire. After seeing it split by Ty's monstrous cock,
Chuck was not at all shy about stuffing her cunt with
four fingers while massaging her throbbing clit with
his thumb. She didn't stop her work on Ty's cock — she
couldn't even if she wanted to, not with Ty's vice grip
on her head — but spread her legs a bit wider, a not-
so-subtle invitation for Chuck to proceed with his
handiwork.
His cock was touching her ass cheek as he jerked off.
On impulse, he slapped it against her ass once and Ty
encouraged him to do it more. "Yeah, spank her with
your cock. Cum all over her ass if you want, bud. Or
you can cum in her face or on her tits. She'll even
swallow it for you if you want."
"I'd like that," Chuck said. "I'm almost ready to cum."
"Cori, get on your knees and open your mouth for our
friend," Ty said, letting her up finally. She took a
deep breath, then dropped to her knees and put her head
back, opening her mouth wide, inviting him to shoot his
cum into her. After a few quick strokes, that just what
Chuck did. He had just fucked a chick he had met at a
bar last night, so his load wasn't unusually large, but
he was still a virile young man and his load was a good
mouthful. Cori, as she had been trained to do, waited
until he finished before closing her mouth and
swallowing.
The look on Chuck's face was all the thanks she needed
as she turned her attention back to Ty. He had her bend
over the arm of the chair again, this time standing
behind her and drilling her pussy with deep, powerful,
rutting thrusts that actually lifted her off her feet.
Ty was by far the strongest of the guys at the shop,
and his power was evident in the way he fucked. He was
always good to Cori, but he also always fucked her
harder and deeper than anyone else. Most of the time —
including this one — she really liked his style of
fucking. His power and animalistic style turned her on,
and she liked the way he took control and used her body
any way he desired. Sometimes, she felt like a rag doll
in his grasp.
Now, she became a very wet, sticky rag doll as Ty
pulled out of her pussy and launched a stream of jism
across her back. The powerful first blasts landed at
the base of her neck and by the time he was done, there
was a long line of cum down her spine and pool of it on
her ass cheeks, soaking into the waist band of her
thong. When he was done, he slid back into the chair,
putting her head back in his lap. She licked and sucked
him clean, of course, swallowing the few remaining
drops of cum she was able to milk out of him.
"Well, was that a sufficient tip, or do I owe you?" Ty
asked, his cock still planted firmly in Cori's mouth,
pressing against her cheek.
"Hell, no, you don't owe me anything," Chuck said. "I
owe you. Is there anything you need?"
"Well, I'm pretty hungry, how about you, babe?" Ty
asked. Cori mumbled an "hmm-mmm" with Ty's cock in her
mouth. "Could you maybe arrange for some room service
for us?"
"Sure, no problem," Chuck said. "Don't worry about
ordering or anything. I'll take care of it."
"Thanks," Ty said. Chuck left with Cori still cleaning
Ty's cock.
"Go take a shower, babe," Ty said. "Don't bother
putting anything on except your heels when you're
done."
Just as Cori was drying off from her shower, there was
a knock at the door and a male voice announced, "Room
service."
"Hey Cori, put your heels on and answer the door," Ty
said, his eyes gleaming.
With her hair still dripping and beads of water still
showing on her tanned skin, Cori slipped on her shoes
and headed toward the door. Typically, her nipples were
erect, hardened moreso by the chill of the air on her
wet body. She opened the door, standing in the doorway
in all her glory. Two guys — both in the early 20s like
Chuck — were waiting with two carts. Their jaws dropped
at the site of Cori standing naked and wet in front of
them.
"Come on in guys," Cori said, stepping aside so they
could wheel the carts in.
"Wow," Ty said. "He really sent us a lot of food. Bring
it on in over here by the couch." The guys wheeled the
carts in, glancing back at Cori who followed them into
the living area where Ty waited, wearing a pair of
boxers and a white robe with the hotel's logo
embroidered on the chest.
"Go ahead and stare at her, fellas," Ty said. "It's all
right. Cori, come here and let's see what all we have
to eat here." They examined the various plates and
trays, finding shrimp cocktail, two deluxe salads,
grilled chicken, fruits and veggies, a plate of fries,
nachos and a whole assortment of desserts. Bottles of
wine, water and juice were also on ice. "How much is
all this?" Ty asked.
"On the house, sir," one of the guys answered as he
carefully studied Cori's ass. "Courtesy of Chuck. He
said to give you guys the works and take care of
anything you needed."
"That's great," Ty said. "Thanks, fellas. I've got a
little tip for you both. I'm going to give it to Cori
and then you can take it from her. All right, bend
over, Cori." Cori did and Ty inserted a small, folded
up plastic baggie into her pussy. He pushed it in as
far as he could, then Cori went to the first guy and
bent over. "Reach in and grab it," Ty said. "It's in
pretty deep, so really dig up in there."
The guy eased two fingers into her slowly — not because
he was hesitant, but because he wanted to relish every
second of this. Cori wasn't wet, but quickly became
that way as her pussy warmed to its newest visitors.
"You might be able to reach deeper with four fingers,"
Ty suggested. "And if you use your thumb to rub that
little clitty, she might wiggle around a little and
shake that money right out."
The guy did everything Ty suggested, plugging her twat
with four fingers and rubbing her clit with his thumb.
This did inspire a positive response from Cori, who
thrust her hips back against his hand, helping him
drive his fingers deeper into her. When he was
knuckles-deep, he felt the bag and pinched it between
his fingertips. Slowly, he pulled it out, constantly
rubbing her clit as he did so.
When he pulled the bag out, he found a $10 bill inside.
Cori went back to Ty, who inserted the second bag into
her pussy, again pushing it in as deep as he could —
after all, it wasn't the money but the thrill of
retrieving it that was the real tip. The second guy got
quite a thrill, indeed, copying the actions of his co-
worker — tour fingers in, thumb on the clit. Cori was
really wet and hot now, though not yet close to an
orgasm when the second guy retrieved his tip.
Ty thanked the guys again, and they both left, smelling
their fingers with bulges in their pants, $10 in their
pockets and a helluva story to tell.
"Whew, I'm so horny tonight!" Cori said. "I almost came
again!"
"Well, let's take it on home then," Ty said. He laid
her down on the couch, spread her legs and buried his
face in her steaming pussy. All of the guys ate her out
from time to time, but Ty did it the most frequently.
Cori figured it had to do with the fact that he was the
one generally most concerned with her pleasure and
satisfaction.
He was very good at eating pussy and Cori loved the way
his tongue danced on her clit. He added his four
pumping fingers to her pussy, and soon she was rocking
through her third and fourth orgasms of the night.
Afterward, they both rested and gorged themselves on
the feast Chuck had sent to them.
Next, they headed to the hot tub, both sitting in it
completely nude. They sat back and relaxed, sipping
wine and discussing the events of the day, from the
crazy cop to the rowdy fans to the appreciative hotel
staff.
"Well, I'm way ahead of you in orgasms tonight," Cori
said. "So whenever you're ready, I'm all yours. We can
even the score... any way you want. I saw have some
lotion in my bag."
Ty realized Cori was telling him it was OK for him to
fuck her ass. Even though she had never turned him down
on this, he knew she was a bit sensitive to his large
cock in her ass. Because he cared for her so much, he
was often hesitant to request anal sex because he knew
she wouldn't say no, even if she wasn't feeling up to
it. Now, Cori was subtly giving him the go ahead.
They got out of the hot tub and quickly dried off. Cori
went off to get the lotion while Ty checked out the
view from the balcony. It was dark, of course, and with
the light behind him, he knew people down on the
straight or in any of the adjacent buildings would be
able to see his shadow. He wondered if they could tell
he had a hard-on. The thought made him harder.
When Cori came back with the lotion, Ty said, "Let's do
it here on the balcony."
"All right," Cori said. "Where do you want me?"
"I'd like to bend you over the railing and let your
tits hang over, but I'd be afraid you'd fall. So..."
"Well, you could just tie me to the railing or
something if that's you want," Cori interjected. "Then
I won't fall."
"Really? You'd be OK with that?"
"Sure. You know I don't mind being tied up. I've got
some fishnet stockings in my bag you could use."
Ty retrieved the stockings — and the cops' handcuffs —
and went about preparing his toy for her anal probe.
The balcony was surrounded by a stone railing that came
up to Cori's navel, when she was in her heels. It had
hand-carved stone pillars which were anchored into the
floor and supported the railing, which was plenty wide
enough to sit on.
Cori rested her elbows on the smooth stone surface and
spread her legs in a wide, straight-legged stance. Ty
then tied each ankle to one of the pillars, thus
assuring he could not push her over the edge.
"That should hold you," he said. "Now, I know this has
nothing to do with you falling over, but how about you
put your hands behind your back and I put these
handcuffs on you."
It wasn't phrased as a question and Cori didn't take it
as one. She simply put her hands behind her back as
instructed, letting Ty cuff her wrists together.
"Wow, what a view," Ty said, stepping back to look at
her. "And the skyline's not bad either." Cori giggled
at Ty's joke and he took a few more moments to admire
the sight of this babe. She was standing there naked
except for her heels, her ankles tied to the posts, her
hands tied behind her back and her tits dangling in
mid-air, 43 stories off the ground.
Ty rubbed some of the lotion on his rigid cock, lubing
it up, then poured some on her ass. With his fingers,
he began working the lube inside her asshole and
stretching her rectum in preparation for his cock.
"Ready?" Ty asked, spreading her cheeks with his strong
hands and pointing his cock at her asshole.
"Yeah," Cori said.
"Are you sure this is all right?" Ty asked, ever the
gentleman. "You know I can't promise to be gentle once
I get going."
"It's all right," Cori assured him. "I'm ready. Don't
hold back on my account. I'm your dirty slut and I
deserve this. Ram that big cock up my ass and make me
your bitch. Bang the shit out of me!"
Ty was gentle at first, slowly inserting the head of
his cock into the tight, tender ring of her asshole.
With cock and hole both well lubed, it took only a bit
of insistent pushing to pop the head inside the ring.
Then, the steady penetrating force of his powerful cock
slowly split her open as he advanced inch by inch.
Cori breathed in short, quick breaths, sort of like a
woman having a baby, as she focused on relaxing her
body — and her ass in particular — and letting his cock
take control. Ty's massive organ was so thick and long,
it was like someone sticking their hand inside a
puppet. Cori was the puppet and Ty's cock was the hand
that gave her life and controlled her every move. In
this position, Cori's body was truly no longer her own
— it belonged to Ty and his cock.
Normally, Ty would ask if she was OK as he went, but
Cori had made it perfectly clear that this was what she
wanted, so, even though he was starting slow, he had
already switched into self-satisfaction mode. He knew
Cori didn't get off on being ass-fucked most of the
time, so this was all about him and his pleasure. So
long as she didn't mind, that was just fine with him.
Ty would never do anything to intentionally hurt Cori.
He loved and respected her. But he also loved fucking
her and never felt guilty about using her body for his
own pleasure. As he saw it, Cori was like a great
athlete or musician who had been given a gift to share
with the world. Cori had been given the gift of a body
designed for pleasure — both visual and physical — and
it was her duty to use that gift to dispense as much
pleasure as she could. Because Ty believed this — knew
it, in fact — he considered himself fortunate, true,
but also just in putting Cori's body to use in whatever
way he wanted.
That was his thought as, with his cock halfway into her
ass, he thought, "to hell with this slow stuff. I'm
going to do what she wants and bang the shit out of
her." With that, he slammed the remaining half into her
tight rectum, imbedding all 10 inches of his cock
inside her and mashing his balls against her pussy
lips. Cori, a bit surprised by the sudden thrust,
grunted as if she'd had the wind knocked out of her,
but issued no complaints or indications of pain. The
lubrication was sufficient, so there really was no
significant pain — just the discomfort of having what
felt like a telephone pole jammed up her ass.
Ty enjoyed the feel of her warm, tight ass wrapped so
tightly around his cock, then began fucking her in
long, pounding thrusts. He grabbed her bound wrists
with one hand and her hip with the other, using these
handles to give him more leverage, putting even more
power behind his strokes. Her bound ankles and the
restraining wall kept Cori more or less motionless,
meaning that her ass cheeks and pussy lips were forced
to bear the full brunt of his body as he slammed into
her time and time again.
Even with the lubrication, the friction caused by her
tightness and his furious pace was setting her ass and
his cock on fire. Her erect nipples were being rubbed
mercilessly by the stone railing as her body rocked
back and forth. She started to rise up a bit to give
them some relief, but Ty put his hand between her
shoulder blades and grunted, "Stay down." Obviously, he
was enjoying his current angle of entry and didn't want
to change it. She stayed down, enduring the somewhat
enjoyable, somewhat painful abuse of her tits. The
fucking was similar — a somewhat uncomfortable,
somewhat enjoyable abuse of her ass.
For Ty, on the other hand, there was only joy and
ecstasy as he reamed out the tight, tender ass of his
gorgeous fuck toy. He was maintaining a frantic pace
and lunging absolutely as hard as he could, trying to
drive his cock deeper and deeper into her, as if boring
a hole through the center of the earth. I wish my cock
was three feet long, his lust-filled brain thought.
Out loud he said, "Yeah, I'm going to bang the shit out
of you all right. Make you my little bitch. My fucking
bitch in heat. Hot little cum slut. Take that big cock,
you bitch. Take it all the way into your fucking
stomach. I'm going to ream you out so good, you're
going to thank me for it and beg me to do it again.
That's it, take it all, bitch, take it all."
Cori didn't respond, just grunted and moaned in the
soft, feminine way she knew he liked. "Yeah, you like
that, don't you bitch? You like being stuffed up the
ass by that big cock, don't you, you little cock whore?
I'm gonna stretch that tight little ass out and make
you my bitch, you naughty slut. I'm going to white-wash
your guts with my cum."
But Ty was not close to cumming yet. He had amazing
staying power — always had — and demonstrated it now.
He fucked her so long, so hard and with such intensity
that twice he had to stop and add more lubrication.
Both times, he plugged her ass with his fingers,
keeping it open and ready for his cock's imminent
return. He continued to fuck his bound bitch for half
an hour.
As always, Cori was amazed by his strength and energy.
He simply never slowed down and some would describe his
frantic, driving thrusts as downright brutal. Cori
didn't mind, though. She admired his power and it
turned her on. It felt especially good when he was
hammering away at her pussy like that, but it was
impressive — though uncomfortable — in her mouth and
ass as well.
Ty maintained his torrid pace right up until he
climaxed. "Here it comes, bitch," he growled as he
released his load, which was diminished by his previous
two efforts, but was still enough to make her guts all
wet and sticky. Even after he was done cumming, he
continued thrusting into her, his cock still almost
fully erect. He finally pulled it out and slapped it
against her ass cheeks a few times. Quickly, his
demeanor returned to warm, sweet Ty.
"That was awesome, Cori," he said. "Damn, I love
fucking your ass. Didn't hurt too much, did it?"
"I'm fine," Cori assured him, looking over her shoulder
and noticing that his cock was still hard. "Told you I
was ready."
"You sure were," Ty smiled. "Now stay right where you
are. I'll be right back." He left her there, still bent
over and tied and handcuffed with thick wads of cum
starting to dribble slowly out of her ass and down
between her pussy lips. He went inside and washed his
cock, then came back sipping on a beer. Cori turned as
he offered her the beer, putting it to her lips and
pouring a little into her mouth for her. She felt
something brush against her stomach and looked down,
noticing that his cock was still rock hard. She quickly
understood that she would probably be tied up for a
while longer, and found the prospect exciting.
"As you can see," Ty said, nodding toward his cock, "I
really like you tied up like this. So, I'm going to
leave you tied up a while longer and drill that hot
little cunt of yours. Just thought I'd let you know."
Cori liked that he wasn't asking her permission. He was
just telling her what he was going to do, plain and
simple. Sensing the return to his lusty personality,
Cori returned to her own slutty and submissive role.
"Couldn't stop if you I wanted to," Cori said. "Go
ahead and do it good and hard. Make me your slut again.
Keep using me. Fill all my holes with that fat cock.
Rip me apart and use me. Treat me like the cum-slut
bitch whore I am."
"Consider it done, bitch," Ty said, stepping behind her
and pointing his cock at her crotch. He put the head of
his cock inside her pussy, found it to be sufficiently
moist, and rammed all 10 inches home once again. While
the same organ stuffed into her ass or throat could be
more than a little uncomfortable, Cori loved the
feeling of Ty's cock filling and stretching her pussy.
His powerful, battering thrusts were welcome any time
in Cori's cunt, and she ground her twat against him as
much as her restraints would allow.
Ty hammered away with reckless abandon. Knowing she
enjoyed this and that he could not hurt her, he was
free to slam away at her cunt as hard, deep and fast as
he could. He was grunting and breathing hard. Sweat
dripped from his face and down his chest. He was
nowhere near cumming, and, with no need to stop for
extra lubrication, never slowed for even an instant. He
maintained his furious drilling of her pussy even as
she climaxed two more times. None of the guys made Cori
cum harder or more often than Ty, and he had proven
that now six times today.
Weak from what was now more than an hour of virtually
non-stop fucking, not to mention the two body-racking
orgasms, Cori was limp and barely able to keep her legs
straight. But Ty, ever strong and powerful, held her
up, pinning her against the rail with his hips and
arms. Alternately, he used her hips, her waist, her
tits, her bound hands or even her hair as handles to
provide leverage as he sought to somehow go deeper and
harder with each mighty thrust.
After nearly half an hour of this torrid pace, Ty
suddenly stopped and pulled his still rigid cock out of
her. He hadn't cum yet, and Cori wondered what was
going on. Ty staggered into the room, returning with
another beer and two dildos. After giving Cori a much-
needed drink, he lubed up one 8-inch dildo and inserted
a little over six inches of it into her ass.
Then, he took a 10-inch dildo and fed it to her pussy.
Leaving both stuffed inside her, he sat underneath her,
reached up and poured the remaining beer down her ass.
It flowed over her round ass cheeks, down through the
crevice of her pussy and then into his waiting, open
mouth. The cold beer tingled against Cori's sensitive
skin, tickling her pussy and throbbing clit.
Ty drank it all, then rose up to lick the remnants off
her pink, puffy twat. He sucked and licked and drank
the sweet combination of beer and pussy juice, jabbing
his tongue around the dildo inside her and sucking on
her clit. Cori couldn't believe it, but she was on the
verge of another orgasm. Ty pulled the dildo out of her
pussy and replaced it with four fingers. He nibbled and
sucked mercilessly on her clit, which actually hurt and
ached with pleasure and hyper-sensitivity. It was so
sensitivity, Cori wanted to pull away, but restrained
as she was, her clit was his captive.
He finger-banged her and tortured her clit until he
heard her gasping and whimpering again, then he got up,
removing his hand from her twat. He jammed his cock
back inside her and felt her cunt spasm with an
incredible seventh orgasm.
"Like that, don't you, bitch?" he grunted. "Can't get
enough of that big cock, can you? Oh, and you like that
one up your ass, too, don't you?" He began jerking the
dildo back and forth a few inches, trying to match the
rhythm of his own cock-thrusts. "Fucking cock-slut with
your holes all filled. Damn, you tasted good, too. I
might just eat and fuck you all night. How's that
sound, you hot little sex toy bitch slut?"
"Yeah... all night... whore," Cori stammered, barely
able to speak as he ravaged her weakened body. "Slutty
whore... fuck me... ream me... split... open."
"I'll split you open, all right, bitch," Ty growled.
"I'll split you open and fuck you from your cunt to
your throat and back again. I'm going to fill you up
twice — once with my cock, then with my cum. Hope you
don't mind having lots of little sperm swimming around
inside you. Because they're cumming up fast."
He smacked her ass three times, then yanked the dildo
out of her. Cori came an eighth time. As her cunt
spasmed, Ty's cock finally exploded, spewing his load
deep into her pussy, coating the velvety walls with
thick, milky white cum.
Finally, after more than an hour of being tied up and
relentlessly fucked, Cori was untied. Instinctively,
she dropped to her knees and cleaned Ty's cock with her
lips and tongue, then collapsed in exhaustion on the
floor of the balcony. Ty bent down, picked her up and
carried his spent playmate back into the room. He laid
her down on the bed, then called the front desk and
asked for Chuck. A few moments later, the friendly
bellhop knocked on the door.
"Hi Chuck," Ty said. "Thank you very much for the
feast."
"My pleasure, sir," Chuck said. "I hope you liked it Is
there something I can do for you?"
"Yes, I have a couple of favors to ask. First, I
imagine the pool is closed — what is it midnight?"
"It's about 12:30, sir," Chuck said. "The pool closed
at 10."
"Well, I was hoping maybe you could let us take a
little dip anyway."
"I can probably manage that sir," Chuck said. "What
else?"
"Follow me," Ty said, leading Chuck into the bedroom
where Cori was sprawled out on her back, naked except
for her heels. Only half-awake, her body was limp and
she was clearly exhausted. Cum was still leaking out of
both her pussy and her ass. "I think she might have a
little trouble walking," Ty said. "Is there anyway you
can get a wheelchair up here or something?"
"Sorry, we don't have any wheelchairs," Chuck said. "We
could use one of the luggage carts or food carts,
maybe."
"That's all right," Ty said. "I'll just carry her. You
don't mind giving me a hand do you? I have to put some
clothes on her and then we can take her down to the
pool."
"Sure," Chuck said. "What can I do to help?"
"She has a swimsuit in her bag over there. Go ahead and
bring that over here."
At first, Chuck couldn't find the swimsuit in her bag,
but soon realized that what he mistook for a shoestring
or hair ribbon was actually the suit. It was the
tiniest string bikini he had ever seen. It looked big
enough for a Barbie doll at best and reminded him more
of dental floss than clothing.
He handed the bright yellow bikini to Ty, who now had
Cori sitting up on the bed. She still looked only half-
awake. Together, Ty and Chuck put the bikini on her,
tying the spaghetti strap strings loosely for quick and
easy removal if they so chose. The suit was several
sizes too small and covered less than a third of her
breasts. On the bottom half, it was a thong with the
thin string separating not only her ass cheeks, but
also her pussy lips. The only true fabric was a patch
of cloth covering her pubic mound.
Chuck, who had enjoyed the pleasure of feeling Cori up
and jerking off in her mouth before, again found
himself aroused by his proximity to this gorgeous babe.
He loved running his hands all over her, free to pinch
and squeeze wherever he liked. Neither Cori nor Ty were
about to voice objection.
Once Cori was dressed, Ty put her over his shoulder in
a fireman's carry, her ass sticking out for all the
world to see. Chuck took the liberty of adjusting the
thong's position between her pussy lips, then held the
door open as they left the room. Late at night, the
hallway was empty on this floor and so was the
elevator. However, it stopped a couple floors later and
four middle-aged, well-dressed men got in. Ty pegged
them for businessmen in town for a convention and
heading out for a late night drink or trip to the strip
club. They were sure happy to see Cori.
"Damn, look at that, Dutch," one man said, getting on
the elevator and staring at Cori's ass. "Sir, it looks
like your girlfriend has had a bit too much to drink."
"She's fine," Ty smiled. "Just a bit worn out, if you
know what I mean."
"Oh, worn out," one man said. "Well, I wouldn't mind
wearing that out myself. Shit, that's a nice piece of
ass. What did you do, fuck her until she was
unconscious?"
"Pretty much," Ty said. "I'm going to let her get a bit
of rest, then fuck her some more. Going to be an all-
nighter tonight."
"That's the kind of girl we need to find, boys," one of
the men said.
"Where are you going?" Ty asked.
"Strip clubs. If we can't get any pussy, at least we
can look at it up close."
The elevator doors opened and the men went on their
way, wishing Ty luck in his endeavors. Chuck led Ty
past the curious and stunned female clerk at the front
desk, and down the hall to the pool. He unlocked the
door and led them inside, locking the door behind them.
Ty sat Cori in one of the lounge chairs next to the
pool and Chuck helped him remove her shoes.
"Any chance of anyone coming in here?" Ty asked.
"Shouldn't be," Chuck said. "Guests wouldn't be able to
get in. Sometimes some of the staff will swim after
hours, but I doubt anyone will come in this late."
"Then would you like to do the honors of taking off her
suit?"
"Hell yeah," Chuck said. "Is she all right? She's been
unconscious for a while now."
"She's fine," Ty said. "She's just worn out. A friend
of mine fucked her all night last night, and I've been
fucking her pretty hard for the past hour. She'll snap
out of it after a nice dip in the pool. She's in
amazing shape; she'll bounce back and be perky as ever
in a few minutes. Might as well be naked when she does,
right?"
"Right!" Chuck said, grabbing for the string holding
her top on. Quickly, he pulled the string and pulled
the garment away from her tits. He then untied the
strings on her hips, and in seconds she was completely
naked. When he turned around, Chuck saw that Ty was
already in the pool.
"Oh yeah," Ty said. "Nice, heated pool. Feels great.
Now just bring her over here and hand her to me."
Chuck wasn't as strong as Ty, but he had little
difficulty picking up Cori's light, limp body and
carrying her in his arms over to the edge of the pool.
He gave her twat a firm squeeze as Ty took her into his
arms. Ty gently eased her into the pool, pleased to
hear her soft, feminine moan as the warm water touched
her soft skin.
More to come...
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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