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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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