My favorite slut
quimbly“How may I satisfy you best, Sirs? In my mouth or … perhaps my pussy? One at a time or together?”
Nothing was said for a moment, so I interjected my own thought, “May I suggest?” They numbly nodded. “Let’s do both at the same time. Mr. Wilson, if you’ll lay yourself against the headboard …”
He did as I directed after quickly shedding his remaining clothes. I crawled up onto the bed after him thinking the reputation of hotel bed covers being a haven for bodily fluids was about to become even truer. With him settled, I crawled onto the bed to him and looked over my shoulder. In a deliciously devious gesture that only I understood I patted my ass for Tenor to come and fuck me. It was a gesture I, of course, used for the dogs.
He followed me onto the bed, the bed moving significantly with his approaching weight. When I felt his hands on my hips, I lowered my head to Wilson’s cock below me. I gasped at the same moment Tenor did on penetrating me and Wilson did as my mouth engulfed his cock. Neither of them was particularly large and maybe barely average if they were. And, they were both very excited by the sounds escaping them, already.
Wilson was passive as I sucked on his cock, my mouth moving up and down taking his length into my mouth. Tenor was far less so. He knelt behind me with his hands on my hips and pulled me onto his cock as he rammed it into my pussy. My ass was sticking up in the air while my chest was on Wilson’s thighs while using one hand to hold his cock and the other rubbing and strumming my clit. I was anticipating the first fuck, if there was to be more tonight, to be quick and I wanted to try to orgasm, too. Nothing stoked a man’s ego like having a woman orgasm while fucking them.
I felt the cock in my mouth pulse, first. I felt his cock swell and pulse in my hand and the head of it jerk in my mouth. I pulled my lips back to the head and sucked hard as it spewed the first cum shot into my mouth. I moaned in satisfaction as I sucked out each of the spurts and then sucked the last remaining bit from his cock head. As he climaxed he went rigid, his hips flexing, pushing his cock into my mouth.
I redoubled my self-manipulation of my clit and felt the cock in my pussy get jammed deep into my pussy, then feeling it pulse and loud gasps and groans come from the man as he leaned over my back and thrust his hips into mine, his cock as deep as it would go into my pussy as it spewed its own seed into me.
At the same time, my orgasm, stimulated by the men and my own efforts, crashed over me with verbal and physical evidence as my moans and gasps joined theirs and my back arched into the man pressed against me.
I would resume sucking their cocks in moments to recharge them, but for the moment we were all relaxing with our other drink. They showed no indication of calling it a night, though they were less than dynamic, which I put off to it not being their normal activity when they traveled and that was a good sign about the men, I thought.
“Harold”, I ventured for diversion, “out of curiosity, how many others will be on the ship for the two-day cruise?”
“The cruise ship is small having a passenger capacity of 16 people, but I expect only 12 at the most. The ship’s crew is also a dozen, both men and women. Although nudity will be allowed on the main deck, it would won’t be in the bar or restaurant.” He seemed a bit embarrassed about continuing but finally did. “They cannot allow any sexual activity anywhere but in the staterooms. That is partly for the comfort of the crew members. We have two women in the group and we need to handle this entire thing with discretion so nobody is offended, feeling forced, manipulated, or intimidated. We will approach each person privately and offer three alternatives without prejudice. They can participate fully recognizing you will be present and available; they can be on board but not participate; or, they can stay in the hotel for two days of free vacation.” He watched me. “Knowing the staff, I am expecting nine to be on board and fully participate. The others will remain at the hotel.” He smiled, “But, as I said, it could be as many as 12.”
I smiled to myself. As I had considered all along, larger groups were much harder for clients to effectively manage in our country’s current sexual harassment climate than smaller groups or individuals when it came to this activity. Mr. Woodburn and the Board also understood that even if we were mere participants, any harassment blowback could encompass us as well.
While the men continued to talk, I eased myself back to my knees and my mouth over one soft cock before shifting to the other. I felt Tenor’s hand on my head and a gasp from his mouth as my mouth fully took his cock back in. They tried to continue their conversation until they were only talking about my skill in sucking cock and what position the men might want to fuck in next. It was suggested that he could have me bent over the table, lying on the table, or me in his lap doing all the work. The discussion of positions seemed to have the desired effect of increasing their arousal and each cock was again strengthening in my mouth as I moved back and forth.
Tenor chose to bend me over the little table in the room and I wasn’t surprised by the choice. It was the most dominant position and these men, willing to risk themselves and money for moments of pleasure, were men prone to a desire to dominate, control, and use.
Wilson came around in front of me and presented his hard cock to my mouth. I kissed the head and accepted it into my mouth. Leaned over the table top, legs spread wide, I felt Tenor place his cock on my pussy and move it up and down my lips, spreading my lips and coating his cock with the juices from our last fuck. I heard him gasp as he slipped his cock into me from behind and it sent a thrill through me to bring such a response unsolicited from him. He pushed his hips forward until his cock was fully inside me, his hips against my butt, and he held himself there for a moment. I felt the man’s hands on my hips, then his cock head moving in and out of wet lips of my pussy. He sighed and gasped as he continued to press in and pull out and back in slowly.
“Ohhhhhh … so wet … so hot and wet … amazingly tight … for a slut.” Tenor was saying to Wilson. I smiled. My Kegel exercises paying off. And, I remembered that Wilson had cum in my mouth but had not yet fucked me.
I pulled my mouth off his cock and looked up at him. “Will you fuck me next, Mr. Wilson?” He nodded numbly. I smiled, “Then, I will keep you hard but will save your climax for inside me.” He put his hand on my head and it slid to the side of my face where the backs of his fingers gently stroked my cheek.
Tenor, again, obviously having heard our exchange, “Just wait, Henry, she is a fine fuck.” He grunted a few times as his bravado seemed to stimulate him. “I think … ugh, yeah … the cruise should be … mmmmm … memorable to say the least.”
He began moving in and out of my pussy with a feeling to me of more urgency and demand. It was the kind of fuck I anticipated. He was fucking me and there was little consideration in his mind of satisfying me, but, again, these men might also be offended if they thought their fucking didn’t bring an orgasm from me. That was not a problem I had with most men so far because the stimulation was mutual even if their intention was my use. Here, I cheated, once again, by slipping a hand between my legs and strumming my clit to raise my arousal, then time it to orgasm close to his.
When I felt his cock pulse and throb inside, I pressed hard on my clit to bring my own orgasm. As he collapsed on top of me, pressing me into the table, and his cum spurting and oozing into my pussy, I moaned. He misunderstood my reaction to his suddenly collapsing on me against the hard tabletop.
“Yes, it was good, wasn’t it?” He pulled out of me and slapped my ass. “Damn, she is a good fuck, Henry.” He really surprised me by pulling me off the tabletop and pressing me to Henry. “Why don’t you take her to your room to finish the night off. I’m going to finish my drink and get some sleep.” He smacked my ass, again. “Nice doing business with you, Miss James. I’ll confirm the arrangement with Charles first thing in the morning before we leave for the airport. I look forward to the cruise. Yes, indeed. A slut on the payroll, how does he get away with it.”
I smiled as I seethed inside, “Thank you, Mr. Tenor. I am sure Mr. Woodburn will be pleased to hear from you in the morning.” I reached out to Wilson who seemed to be struggling with his pants and gathering up his other clothes in his arms. “Now, Mr. Wilson, to your room. We have some unfinished business.”
I picked up my dress and heels from the floor where they had been discarded. I was waiting at the door. He looked nervous, “Aren’t you getting dressed?”
“How far do we have to go? Just down the hall, I presumed.” He nodded. “Then, dressing would be silly. I’ll just have to take off, again.” He shook his head, but his smile grew bigger as I figured he was remembering my naked walk in the hallway earlier.
I walked alongside him down the hallway. We only had a half dozen rooms to walk. He glanced at me several times and I made a point of striding in my heels to make sure my breasts jiggled for his enjoyment.
He fumbled for the keycard that was in one the pockets of his jacket, he just had to find it. All the time I was naked in the hallway and I concentrated on not looking nervously along the door and hallway even when I heard the elevator ding somewhere, not sure if it was this floor or a floor above or below. When nobody appeared in the hallway, I let out a breath of relief despite my appearance of calm.
Inside his room, I dropped my dress on the dresser and kicked off my heels. I took his clothes from his arms and unbuckled his pants, unzipping them and they dropped to the floor. I knelt in front of him to take his soft cock into my mouth.
From above me, “Can I ask you something?”
I glanced up without taking his cock from my mouth, “umgha”.
He chuckled. “You seem like a very competent and capable businesswoman …”, he paused and I glanced up, “why do you do this? Not that I am complaining, mind you …”
I stood up and looked him mostly in the eye, a little up at him. “You seem nice, Mr. Wilson, and I appreciate that. I do it for a couple reasons. One, I like sex and a variety of sex. Two, it helps to keep certain clients happy. Doesn’t it?”
He smiled. “Very definitely.”
“Good. Now, I want you to be even happier, Mr. Wilson. Is there some sex you haven’t tried?”
He blushed but I encouraged him. “Anal. I’ve never had the chance to do that. Is that possible?” I nodded and pulled him to the bed. I suggest doggy position and that he could use the cum in my pussy for lubrication for my ass. The smile on his face was unbelievable, but the bigger amusement to me was his confession. “Wow. This is amazing. Thank you. Oh boy, I can’t tell Tenor about this, he’d pop a cork that I did and he didn’t.” I laughed.
After getting quickly cleaned up and dressed, I stood by the door and took a very awkward Henry Wilson into my arms and kissed him passionately. “I enjoyed this last part, Mr. Wilson. You’re a very nice man. Thank you.”
“I should be thanking you.”
I smiled and kissed him, again. “You did. That was a very nice fuck.” He agreed and blushed.
I wasn’t sure what kind of a stir I might cause leaving the hotel well after midnight, though I was dressed, again, I had that unmistakable ‘just fucked’ look on my face.
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