Two Women and the Glory Holes Ch. 03

Posted: October 28th, 2009 | Author: Jaime | Filed under: Hardcore Stories | Tags: Hardcore, Story |

“Prologue:

This is the final chapter in a story about two women who have been best friends since childhood as told by one of them (Jenny). The other (Rachel) is in the process of divorcing her husband (Charlie), whom she caught in bed with his mistress (Holly). If you enjoy stories with a surprise ending (and a little dark humor), I recommend that you read “Two Women and the Glory Holes” first. It will give you a better appreciation for how these friends ended up where they are in this chapter.

To summarize, Rachel had always taken the safe and narrow path. She needed a fresh start and that included the awakening of the sexually starved and charged animal inside her. Jenny accompanied her to a glory hole room, where Rachel’s inhibitions began to melt away while she experienced “stranger sex” with numerous cocks sticking through the holes. Jenny soon joined in the fun and Rachel discovered the pleasures of exploring her bi-sexual curiosities. The women were about to leave the glory hole room, when another penis poked through one of the holes. Rachel recognized it as belonging to her soon to be ex-husband. She deviously teased it to full erection and then poured a caustic cleaner all over it, causing the obvious effects. Chapter 2 follows the women as they both indulge in their hunger for each other and enjoy a specially designed strap-on dildo. They had just finished a hot romp in Rachel’s bedroom when an unexpected visitor rang the doorbell. Rachel answered it to find her ex-husband’s mistress, Holly standing there with a cryptic message.

WHEN I ORIGINALLY WROTE THIS STORY, I WROTE TWO SLIGHTLY DIFFERENT ENDINGS FOR THE READER TO VOTE ON. THE VOTING HAS ENDED AND I EDITED THIS PIECE WITH THE ENDING CHOSEN ALMOST UNANIMOUSLY BY THE READERS (35-1). IF YOU VOTED ON THE ENDING AND ARE RE-VISITING THIS STORY, THANK YOU FOR YOUR SUPPORT AND VOTE. PLEASE CONTINUE TO VOTE ON THIS STORY AS A WHOLE. I VALUE AND APPRECIATE YOUR FEEDBACK. THANK YOU.”

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Two Women and the Glory Holes Ch 03

My heart was pounding as I heard who was paying Rachel an unexpected visit…Holly! Rachel had walked in on her husband, Charlie, while he was screwing that woman…in Rachel’s own bed! Since then, Charlie and Holly have made no effort to hide that they were seeing each other, despite the fact that the divorce has not been finalized. The only reason Holly must be here is because somehow, she and Charlie found out about our visit to the glory hole room. They must know that Rachel poured toilet bowl cleaner all over Charlie’s cock when it poked through the hole!! I moved closer to the top of the stairs to listen in on what she had to say.

Holly had just asked Rachel to ‘hear her out’ and that what she had to say was critical. This visit could not be good, I thought.

“Please, can I come in before someone sees me out here?” Holly asked.

Rachel reluctantly stepped aside and allowed her to step into the foyer before shoving the door closed. “You have a hell of a lot of nerve showing up at my house after I found you fucking my husband in my bed, you bitch!” Rachel yelled.

“I know…and…” Holly began in a soft and quivering voice. I heard her take a deep breath then continue, “First, I am here to apologize…it was wrong…I was a total fool to believe a word Charlie said. The things he told me in order to seduce me and sweep me off my feet…it was wrong…and I do not expect any forgiveness from you. Charlie is a bastard and he hurt you…I hurt you.”

Rachel cleared her throat and sounded a little calmer when she said, “Um…would you like to sit down?”

I heard them move into the den and began to creep down the stairs. Rachel startled me when she appeared at the bottom of the steps. “Jenny, I want you to join us in the den…I want someone else in the room.” She turned and I followed her back into the den.

Holly seemed a little flustered when I appeared with Rachel. “Holly, this is my friend Jenny…Jenny, Holly,” she acknowledged us both. “Jenny knows everything about this whole mess…whatever you have to say to me, you can say in front of her. Please, continue Holly.”

Holly looked at me then back at Rachel. I could tell she was very uneasy about all of this. I had heard so many horrid things about this woman, yet I sensed that she was also hurting and felt a little compassion for her.

“Okay, Rachel…as I was saying, it was wrong for me to get involved with Charlie. I was the ‘other woman’ and at the time was too blind to see how hurtful that was to you. Now I fully understand and am ashamed of myself, because I got a taste of what you felt when you found out about me and Charlie.” Holly said while looking down at the floor.

Rachel’s initial stance began to soften a little as she listened. Holly looked up and I could see her eyes welling up as she began to speak again. “Earlier this week, I got a call from a friend of mine. She is an EMT. She had gone out on a call to a sex shop in a seedy part of town.”

‘Uh Ohhh,’ I thought…’here it comes.’

Holly sniffed back a tear and began to wipe her cheek when Rachel handed her a tissue. “Thanks Rachel…this is hard…anyway, my friend said that one of the customers in the shop had gone into a back room where there are holes cut in the wall for them to put their penises through. Someone on the other side of the wall would then…you know…”

“I think we get the picture Holly.” I quickly interjected.

She cracked a slight smile, “kinda sick when you think about it, huh? Only a man would be stupid enough to something like that, not knowing what the person on the other side might do…and that is what happened to this guy. My friend said that someone poured some kind of caustic cleaner all over his penis. Apparently, in his agony and rush to get out of there, the guy ran into the doorway and knocked himself out. The owner called the paramedics. When my friend got there, she began to check his vitals and realized it was Charlie!”

“You are kidding!” Rachel feigned surprise. I bit my lip in order to keep a straight face. “So he was going to this sex shop behind your back?”

“My friend called me after the ambulance delivered him to the hospital. I was shocked and felt sick at first, but decided to go to the hospital and hoped we could get past it. When I got there, I learned that he had been admitted for overnight observation. I went to his room. Just as I was about to walk in, I saw a woman leaning over him kissing him. I listened at the door and heard him spinning a lie about how he got hurt. He had been clearly seeing her while he was with me. I got what I deserved…I am sorry Rachel.” Holly said tearfully.

Rachel put her hand on Holly’s arm. “Hey, he has really turned into an ass. No one, not even you deserve the treatment Charlie has been doling out.”

“If you ask me, Charlie got what he deserved!” Holly muttered. “Whoever did that to him should get a metal or something.”

I did my best to stifle a chuckle and Rachel discreetly kicked my ankle.

“There’s more, though.” Holly sat forward on the sofa and looked Rachel in the eye. “I left the hospital without him seeing me and went home. I was livid and not sure what I was going to do. When I got to my apartment, I noticed that Charlie had left his briefcase in the kitchen, so I decided to snoop. I was mostly looking for anything I could find about the woman I saw with him at the hospital…but instead, I found this.” Holly pulled some folded papers from her purse and handed them to Rachel. Rachel’s brow furrowed and then I saw her face begin to fill with rage.

“What are those papers Rach?” I inquired with growing concern.

Rachel looked up from the papers, her pupils looked as if they were on fire. “These are settlement papers drawn up by Charlie’s lawyer…if I were to sign these, all that Charlie would be obligated give to me would be twenty-five thousand dollars!”

“Per year?” I asked.

“No…twenty-five thousand dollars…period!” Rachel threw the papers onto the coffee table and stood up. “How stupid does he think I am? I would never in my right mind sign such a deal!”

Holly cleared her throat. “Um, the other thing I found was a prescription written by him for Rohypnol. I made a copy of it when I copied those papers.” Holly handed Rachel another piece of paper.

After looking at the paper, Rachel inquisitively looked back at Holly. I answered her unspoken question before Holly could respond. “It’s commonly called the ‘date rape drug’ Rachel. Charlie is probably thinking that he could drug you with it and then convince you to sign the papers.”

“I just wanted to warn you Rachel. I do not expect it to make up for any grief my role in this put you through, but I do not wish for anything else to happen to you.” Holly said quietly. “I do not even want to go back to my apartment and risk running into him.”

Just then the phone rang. Rachel answered it and after a few seconds looked at Holly and me with wide eyes. “Uh…ok Charlie…we could see what we can do… four o’clock tomorrow would be fine. See you then.”

Rachel hung up the phone. “Seems that he wants to talk…to see if we can reach a peaceful agreement and not drag this through the courts.” Rachel reached down and grabbed the papers up in her fist and declared, “When he gets here, I am going to tell him to shove these papers up his ass!”

“Okay, Rachel we need to calmly think about how you can handle this.” I managed to get her to sit back down on the sofa as I rubbed her back. Rachel’s entire body was tense.

Holly sat there with a mixed look of shock and disgust. “I am glad I got here when I did…he is really going to go through with it.” She sighed, then offered, “listen, I do not expect us to become friends, but if you need my help in any of this, I would like to.”

“Th..thanks Holly,” Rachel surprised herself by saying, “I may take you up on it…once I figure out what to do.”

“I should probably go. Here is my number, in case you need anything from me.” Holly handed her a business card. “Um…before I leave, would it be alright if I used your bathroom?” Holly asked.

Rachel nodded, then quickly directed, “you will have to use the one upstairs since the water is off in the one down here…there is a leak in one of the pipes.”

“Thanks.” Holly said as she started up the steps.

Rachel slumped onto my shoulder and I held her close. “We are NOT going to let him drug you and get away with this Rachel!” I kissed her forehead.

Rachel chucked. “This has certainly been an interesting day Jenny. First, fun with that wonderful strap-on…then…OH NO! THE STRAP…tell me that it is not still lying on the bed in plain sight!” Rachel gasped as she jumped to her feet and knocked me back.

I quickly followed Rachel as she dashed up the stairs and down the hall toward the bedroom. We both stopped abruptly in the doorway to witness Holly standing next to the bed, examining the dildo so intently that she did not hear us coming. Her back was facing us as we watched her hold it out to the side and run her fingers up and down the shaft, tracing along the head and lifelike veins.

I nearly gasped as we watched her squat and the dildo began to disappear under her skirt. We could hear her soft moans and I could imagine what she was doing with the rubber cock. Oddly enough, I found myself getting quite aroused watching her. I nearly forgot that Rachel and I could not stand the woman because of her affair with Charlie. I felt guilty because this must be killing Rachel…first Holly has sex with her husband, and now is playing with her strap-on. I quickly looked at Rachel, trying to get a sense of what she was thinking or feeling.

Her eyes were transfixed on Holly, now slumped onto the floor with her head down and her spread knees holding her ass up high. Holly’s skirt was hiked up enough so that we could see her teal lace panties, pushed aside enough to allow the rubber cock to enter her. Rachel’s breathing had begun to pick up and I suddenly felt her hand reach behind to nestle into my groin, causing me to trickle into my panties. I began to grind into her hand, aching for her fingers to touch me. My nipples were straining against my bra and I reached around to slip my hand under the front of Rachel’s shirt, pulling her closer to me.

Rachel looked back at me and put her finger to across her lips, jerking her head slightly in Holly’s direction. We quietly crept into the room, approaching Holly who was now moaning and pushing her hips toward the cock. Rachel crouched down slowly when she was right behind her. I could tell that she was admiring her shapely cheeks. I wondered how much liposuction she had done. Holly continued to thrust the rubber cock in and out of her pussy. My eyes marveled at how slick the dildo was becoming with each thrust.

Suddenly, Rachel pounced like a tiger catching her prey. She grabbed the dildo with her left hand while wrapping her right arm around Holly’s chest. Holly screamed as Rachel plunged the cock deep into her pussy. “OHHHHH! Rachel…I’m so sorry…I just saw it on the bed and it looked so real! You must think I’m a slut…first your husband, and then this. I don’t know what came over me…” Holly gasped and babbled with a little difficulty. I could tell that while she was feeling embarrassed and startled, she was on the verge of cumming.

“I am almost getting past all of that Holly!” Rachel said, almost too calmly. “I said, ALMOST! You have redeemed yourself…to a point. Now, if you truly want redemption and to be a part of my plans for how to handle this latest Charlie mess, there is something that you must do!”

I could hear a wet pop as Rachel quickly yanked the rubber cock out of Holly’s engorged pussy, causing her to gasp and whimper. “UHHHHH…Please,” Holly begged. “I really DO want to help you!” Rachel released her and pulled her up, spinning her around so that they were face to face. “What do you want me to do?” Holly asked nervously.

Rachel looked back at me and smiled with lust in her eyes. “What do you think Jen? Do you think this chick has what it takes to join our sisterhood and carry out my next mission?”

Hearing Rachel talk about her next ‘mission’ made me a little nervous. Rachel’s last ‘mission,’ albeit unplanned, involved pouring toilet bowl cleaner on Charlie’s cock. I could only imagine what she was planning to do to him now.

“I donnnn’t know Jen…I suppose that we should give her an initiation. If she can handle that, she might just have what it takes.” I coyly replied.

Rachel turned back to Holly, who by now was looking both nervous and intrigued. “Okay Holly, we will give you a shot.” Rachel raised the strap-on up to Holly’s face and moved closer to her; their faces inches apart, with the rubber cock nearly touching each of their cheeks. “Since you seemed so fascinated by my new toy, I think that I should show you how to really use it.”

Rachel began to trace the rubber cock’s tip along Holly’s jaw and over her chin. I could hear Holly’s staggered breathing. Rachel continued to rub the cock’s head over Holly’s cheeks and under her nose. She then teased Holly’s lips with it. I watched as Holly’s tongue darted out to lick the underside of the head. My clit began to tingle as Rachel’s tongue also began to lick the rubber cock. Soon, both Rachel and Holly were running their tongues up and down the shaft. “You taste pretty good on this cock Holly,” Rachel softly cooed.

This was more than I could take as my hand reached under my waistband and headed for my now soaked crotch. My other hand slid under my shirt and unhooked the front clasp of my bra, freeing my swelling breasts. I moaned softly as my palm and fingers kneaded my right breast. My nipples were fully protruding and aching for attention. I let my pants fall to my ankles and sank onto a chair by the bed; my fingers were now entering my pussy, while my thumb was caressing my throbbing clit.

Rachel looked at me and smiled. She knew that watching her with Holly was driving me wild with desire. After instructing Holly to remove her shirt, Rachel began to rub the cock between her full breasts, which strained against her teal, lace bra. Holly’s head fell backwards as she began to moan and shifted positions on her feet. Rachel reached behind her and unclasped the bra, releasing Holly’s beautiful orbs. ‘Too bad that they are silicone-filled,’ I thought, ‘but they will have to do.’

Rachel then pushed Holly down onto the bed and straddled her lower torso. “C’mon over Jenny…sit on the bed for a better view,” she beckoned.

I stood up, kicked my pants loose from my feet, and climbed onto the bed. Holly must have noticed how wet my panties were because she let out a little gasp and could not take her eyes off my crotch. I decided to give her more of a show as I slowly removed my shirt and bra while Rachel’s hands explored her tits. Holly’s nipples were sticking up like little batteries as her chest heaved upward to meet Rachel’s touch. I squeezed my own breasts and teased my nipples to full attention.

“You are ours now Holly…if you want to be fully absolved, you must do as we say and take what we dish out.” Rachel mandated in a throaty voice. Then she leaned down so that her lips were at Holly’s ear and whispered, “then, you are going to fuck me like you fucked my husband…if you make me cum, I will let you in on my new plan.”

Rachel raised herself up and smiled at me. She tilted her head to beckon me closer to her and Holly. I watched as Rachel picked up the strap-on cock and began to push it up and down between Holly’s breasts. “Push your tits together Holly!” Rachel ordered. “Let this cock tit-fuck you while Jenny and I suck them.” Holly did as instructed as Rachel and I began to lick and suck her nipples and tits.

“OHHHH,” Holly moaned, “Yessss, suck me right there.”

Rachel moved from the breast she had been sucking on to the one I was giving attention to. Our tongues met and swirled around her nipple and areola. Our lips then met and began to kiss, trapping her nipple between them - our tongues gliding past the nipple as they entered each of our mouths. Holly was loudly moaning and her hips were gyrating and bucking against Rachel’s groin. My hand was massaging my burning clit and my pussy was pulsing.

Rachel pushed herself back up and began to pull Holly’s skirt down past her hips, which lifted eagerly as Holly pulled me closer so that she could taste my tits while I continued to suck on hers. Her tongue felt so good on my nipples that it sent an electrical charge throughout my body.

Holly let out a small shriek and her body convulsed. I looked down to see Rachel’s tongue exploring the swollen folds of Holly’s shaved mound. “MMMMM Holly, you are so smooth down here…I’ll bet that Charlie loved this!” Rachel purred.

Holly panted, “tough shit for him that…oooo… he will never go there again…your…tongue…uhhhh…driving me insane!”

Feeling her hot breath on my wet breast while watching Rachel’s face buried in her wet slit sent shivers down my spine. I plunged two fingers deep inside my contracting hole and felt myself begin to cum.

I could feel Holly begin to shudder as her hands gripped the back of my head, tightly pulling it onto her tit. “OHHHHHH!! Keeeep…licking…right there! Damn…ngggghhhh!” Holly was bucking her hips and grinding herself into Rachel’s mouth with such a force, that the entire bed was shaking. “MMMMPHHH…yes! My clit…suck it…mmmfff! OOOOO!” Holly latched her lips around my left tit and began to suck on it with such vigor that it felt like she was going to swallow it whole. Her body continued to shudder and convulse for what seemed like an eternity and then it stopped all movement suddenly. I felt her stiffen, have one final huge seizure-like convulsion, then she went limp; releasing my sore breast from the vacuum hold her mouth had on it.

Breaking our kiss, Marie hugged me to her breasts like a long, lost friend. I could feel her heart beating against my bare breasts. A few long moments passed before the three of us composed ourselves and straightened or attire. I knew I’d probably have bruises on my breasts the following morning but I didn’t really care.

Returning to the main room, I joined Debbie behind the bar while Marie and Susan headed for the exit. They both turned and gave me a friendly wave before stepping outside.

“Thought for a minute you might have gotten lost.” Debbie remarked. “That is until I heard all the moaning and screaming coming from the ladies room.”

“You could hear us?” I exclaimed.

“Hell! We had to turn the music up just to drown you guys out.” Rick commented, walking up to the bar.

Debbie handed me a cold beer, which I really didn’t want but I knew my breath probably smelled awful. I took a big gulp, sloshing the beer around in my mouth before swallowing it.

I was beginning to feel the effects of all the alcohol I’d drank and was wondering how I was going to make it home safely without having an accident or getting picked up. There was a pot of freshly brewed coffee behind the bar so I started drinking it instead of alcohol.

“Kaitlyn, you got a minute?” Rick asked. “There’s someone I’d like you to meet.”

“Yeah, sure.” I replied, stepping out from behind the bar to follow him.

Rick led me across the main room to a table near the open overhead doors. Sitting at the table were two guys, one of whom I remembered dancing with earlier.

“Kaitlyn, this is Warren and Travis Cunningham. They rode in from St. Louis yesterday morning.” Rick stated, introducing them. “Guys, this is Kaitlyn McConnell, Ravagers’ newest member.”

It was quite evident the two men were brothers. They appeared to be in the mid-thirties. Both were quite good-looking. Standing to shake my hand, I could see they were at least six foot tall with very athletic builds. Clean shaven and dressed in typical riding gear, they presented a very neat appearance.

“Won’t you sit down Kaitlyn?” Warren Cunningham asked. “We’d like to buy you a drink.”

“Thanks but I’ve had way too much to drink already.” I answered, taking a seat next to his brother.

“I’ll bum a cigarette off of you though.” I asserted, noticing a pack in his vest pocket.

“Warren and Travis just opened a new Harley-Davidson dealership in St. Louis.” Rick proclaimed. “They’re looking for someone to shoot a video and some promotional photos in their store.

“We’d like that person to be you.” Travis spoke up, ogling my breasts, barely encased in the soft pink bra. “Warren and I are quite captivated by your fantastic looks, not to mention your incredible figure.”

“Well…thank you both but I seriously doubt I’d be interested.” I affirmed, taking a drag off the cigarette.

“We wouldn’t expect you to do it for nothing.” Warren countered. “We’re willing to pay you…say two grand plus expenses for your time.”

“Let’s make it twenty-five hundred.” Travis stated, seeing I was still disinterested in their proposition. “That’s not bad for three to four days of your time.”

“I make twice that every week.” I declared.

“You do!” All three men exclaimed in unison.

“What the hell kind of job pays that well?” Travis questioned.

I was hesitant to answer, not knowing how Rick and Debbie would take it. I felt they might not want someone like me in their close-knit group.

“I’m…I’m the vice-president of the Regency Investment Group.” I stammered.

“Geez! A fuckin’ corporate executive!” Rick exclaimed, quite stunned to learn my occupation.

“What’s that?” Debbie asked, joining the group.

“Kaitlyn’s the vice-president of the Regency Investment Group.” Rick responded in a raised tone of voice. “Did you know that?”

“No, I didn’t.” Debbie replied, taking the news in stride. “Are you surprised that some of us women can hold down upper management jobs?”

“Let’s get off the subject of my occupation and talk about these videos and promotional photographs you wanna shoot.” I suggested, hoping to change the subject.

Warren took the question, giving me an overview of their plans.

“We thought about someone…like you…someone really hot walking around the showroom floor, sitting on several bikes and talking about them. Of course, we’d want to make sure the prices were stated along with financing and payment terms.”

“We thought about doing something similar with the service, accessory and clothing departments.” Travis chimed in. “We’re planning on doing an extensive advertising campaign with the hopes of capturing a major portion of the Harley-Davidson business for eastern Missouri.”

“Let me guess.” I said, interrupting Travis’ salespitch. “I assume that what you’re really wanting is someone to prance around your showroom, scantily clad, hopping on and off motorcycles like a bunny rabbit, quoting payments.”

“Well…kinda.” Warren stammered, staring at my bra-covered breasts.

“The network television stations will never air it; neither will the public broadcasting stations.” I affirmed. “There’s too much public outcry for decency on television, especially during day and primetime hours. Your commercials would probably be highly scrutinized, cut to ribbons…or worse, flat out refused airtime.”

“Well shit!” Travis exclaimed, sounding very dismayed. “What the hell are we gonna do now?”

“Go forward with your plans, just change them a little.” I suggested. “Forget the scantily-clad babe altogether and be truthful with your pricing and financing arrangements.”

“Some ditzy cunt in a skimpy bikini isn’t going to appeal to a female motorcycle buyer.” I continued. “And a guy’s gonna be more interested in how much bike he can get for his dollar, whether he’s gonna pay cash or buy on credit.”

Looking at the Cunningham brothers I sensed they were still not grasping my ideas. Or maybe they didn’t want to grasp my ideas. I wasn’t sure what they were thinking.

“So, what you’re saying is the guys need a more sophisticated approach to their advertising campaign.” Debbie stated, breaking the silence at the table.

“Precisely!” I exclaimed, grasping her upper arm. “Appeal to both the male and female buyers and at the same time, have the local cable companies competing for your business.”

“If we go with your ideas, would you reconsider our offer?” Travis inquired. “We can’t double our offer but we could up the ante to say…three grand.”

“Three grand and anything I want from your dealership at your cost.” I demanded. “And that includes motorcycles too. And, most importantly, I decide on what I’m going to wear or not wear, no questions asked.”

“Done!” Warren exclaimed with a big smile, extending his hand across the table for me to grasp.

“Done!” I reiterated, shaking his, then Travis’ hand.

“Not that that’s settled, what say we ride out for a bite to eat?” Travis proposed. “I’m sure there’s plenty of restaurants open twenty-four hours.”

The alcohol from earlier in the evening had worn off enough to give me the confidence to be able to ride my bike. Debbie agreed to join us but Rick decided to stay at the club since there were quite a few members still hanging around. Deb rode on the back of my bike, following Warren and Travis on their bikes.

“You know these guys are gonna wanna fuck us.” Debbie proclaimed, leaning close to my ear.

“I’m sure they are.” I responded. “I’d be disappointed if they didn’t.”

“They’re both married.” She added. “I hope you realize that.”

“You’re forgetting.” I laughed. “We are too!”

After grabbing a late night breakfast at one of the family style restaurants on the northeast side of Indy, the four of us gathered around our motorcycles in the nearly deserted parking lot. The air was chilly, causing Debbie’s nipples to grow hard, appearing to almost pop through her white tank-top.

“Travis and I are staying at the Holiday Inn just off the bypass.” Warren stated. “We’ve got a great room with two queen-size beds if you ladies would care to join us.”

Debbie and I looked at each other even though we’d already made up our minds about joining the guys if they asked us. Still, it was fun to watch them skim a little waiting for us to answer.

“I guess it’d be alright.” I muttered, doing my best to keep from laughing. “Seeing there are two beds.”

We made the fifteen minute ride to the guy’s hotel, shivering as the late night air felt downright cold. Both Debbie and I had goosebumps by the time we parked my bike next to theirs in a well-lit area near the lobby entrance.

“You girls look cold.” Warren observed, grinning from ear to ear. “We’ll have to warm you two up.”

“I’m climbing into a warm bed and covering up!” Debbie exclaimed, shaking and shivering.

“I’ll warm your ass up!” Warren exclaimed. “And everything else while I’m at it!”

“I’m jumping into the shower and getting the water as hot as I can stand it.” I stated, rubbing my bare arms.

“Would you like a little company?” Travis jested, putting his arm around my waist. “I’d be more than happy to wash your back.”

“I’m counting on it.” I replied, kissing him on the cheek.

Once inside the guy’s hotel room, I made a dash for the bathroom. Travis was right behind me, practically tearing off his clothes. We could hear Warren and Debbie playing slap and tickle in the other room, wrestling on top of one of the beds.

After tossing my red leather vest on the countertop, I worked the front clasp on my bra. Travis was kneeling beside me, working the fasteners on my red leather chaps. Tossing the chaps on top of my vest and bra, Travis put his hands to my breasts, kneading and massaging them until my nipples reacted to his touch. His lips moved from one nipple to the other, gently tugging on them, flicking his tongue across the sensitive buds.

“Let’s get naked and into the shower.” I muttered, pressing Travis’ face hard to my breasts.

I put my hands on his broad shoulders while he tugged my white denim jeans down my legs. Kicking off my red high-heels allowed Travis to remove them completely. His fingers toyed with the elastic waistband on my pink panties, deliberately teasing me.

“Don’t fuck around!” I exclaimed. “Take them off or rip them off!”

Being the gentleman that he was, Travis chose to slide them down my legs, lifting one foot at a time until he had them off. He tossed the lace panties with my other clothes then turned to look me over. He didn’t say a word but the look on his face said everything I wanted to hear.

Stripping off his briefs, the two of us jumped into the shower. The hot water, near steaming temperature, instantly warmed my body. I finally quit shivering. Turning my attention to Travis, I took a washcloth and soaped it up. His cock was hard, protruding proudly from his groin. I gently washed his chest and shoulders before lowering my hands to his legs. Travis’ stiff cock brushed against my face but I chose to attend to it last.

“Turn around!” I commanded.

Washing his back, I noticed the defined muscle tone.

“You work out?” I asked, whispering in his ear.

“Yeah. Whenever I get a chance.” He replied. “It helps me forget about sex.”

I thought his answer was a little strange but I didn’t bother to ask him what he meant by it. I turned Travis around until he was once again facing me. His cock looked larger and harder. Staring him straight in the eye, my hands gently washed his dick.

“I see you got your memory back.” I murmured, looking down at his cock.

“Actually, I got my memory back the minute I saw you at the club.” Travis asserted, taking the washcloth from my hands. “Now it’s my turn.”

Soaping the washcloth again, he washed my breasts, tummy and arms. He was definitely enjoying himself, taking his time, washing me thoroughly. For both of us, showering together was a form of foreplay, a sensual massage with water and soap.

“OH FUCKKKK…YEAHHHH BABY!” Warren shouted out from the other room, breaking Travis’ and my concentration.

“Looks like those two started without us.” Travis jested, shutting off the shower. “I was kinda hoping to watch.”

“Being with me, you’ll forget all about watching.” I assured him, reaching for the towels. “If anything, those two will be watching us.”

Wrapping large bath towels around us, we waltzed out into the bedroom. Debbie was on all fours taking Warren’s cock doggie-style. Her face was buried in a pillow in a feeble attempt to muffle her moans. Warren was gripping her waist, pulling her back on his hard cock, slamming the meat to her.

“She’s a fuckin’ sex machine!” Warren shouted, looking our way. “She’s more than one man can handle!”

“Do your best big boy.” I asserted. “Travis isn’t gonna help you out any. Tonight, he’s all mine.”

Pulling the comforter back on the other bed, Travis and I slipped beneath the covers. Trying our best to ignore Warren and Debbie wasn’t easy but we soon found ourselves engrossed with each other.

Travis was a fantastic kisser, something I love doing. Our lips meshed softly against each other’s, our kisses more loving than passionate. My lover’s hands gently explored my body, brushing lightly over my soft skin, pressing the right buttons. I slipped my tongue between Travis’ lips, slithering it sensuously inside his mouth.

Travis soon became more aggressive, massaging and kneading my tender breasts, sucking hard on my enlarged nipples. He had me moaning, softly at first, then louder until I drowned out Debbie’s cries of ecstasy. Sliding his mouth down over my tummy, Travis slipped a finger inside my wet pussy, stroking it slowly. Soon, another finger penetrated me. My hips pushed downward, trying to force him to finger me harder. Travis wasn’t buying it. He wanted to work me up slowly until I begged him to fuck me.

Sliding lower until his face was between my legs, I felt his warm tongue slide up and down the folds of my pussy. I grabbed the back of his head with both hands, entwining my fingers in his hair. Travis slipped his tongue in and out of my pussy, tongue-fucking me until I screamed out. My first orgasm was so powerful I jumped from his grasp.

“OHHHHHHHH GODDDDDDDD YESSSSSSS!” I screamed. “FUCKKKKKKKKKK!”

It was the reaction Travis wanted. Making me cum and scream aloud excited him more than ever. Taking my sensitive clit between his lips, he flicked his tongue over it until I cried out, flailing my legs wildly in the air. My second orgasm was more intense than the first, sucking the air from my body.

I gasped, trying to catch my breath, rolling onto my side. My eyes were glassy but I managed to see Warren and Debbie watching us.

“Give it to her good!” Debbie demanded. “Fuck her hard!”

Travis rolled me back onto my back, lifting and spreading my legs far apart. Looking down between my heaving breasts, I barely caught a glimpse of his cock before he plunged it hard into my pussy.

“OHHHHHHHHH FUCKKKKKKKK!” I screamed out as Travis’ cock forced its way deeper and deeper inside me.

My hands reached upwards, grasping for his muscular arms but Travis was pounding his cock into me so hard I couldn’t reach them. His balls were slapping against my ass with each long, deep stroke. Arching my back, I managed to kick my legs free of his grasp. I wrapped them around his waist, locking my ankles together.

Travis slipped his arms under my back and lifted me up. He was resting on his haunches with his cock impaling my pussy. I couldn’t get off of his cock as he kept plunging into me with short, jabbing strokes. The friction against my swollen clit brought me to the ultimate orgasm. My fingernails clawed into Travis’ shoulders, drawing blood. I felt Travis’ cumming inside me, spewing his hot, thick cream in two huge loads.

“OHHHHHHH KATEEEEEEEEEE!” Travis moaned aloud as our bodies convulsed together.

Our bodies, consumed by pure passion, lost all their strength. I collapsed on top of Travis, tumbling us both to the floor. My legs remained locked around his waist, cramped in pain, unable to release him.

My blurred vision barely made out the blood oozing from Travis’ shoulders. I wasn’t sure what had happened, fearing the worse that I’d cracked his head open. His smile, soft and rewarding, told me he was alright.

“Give me a minute and we’ll go at it again.” He muttered with a grin.

“Let’s get you cleaned up first.” I suggested, unlocking my legs from around his waist.

“Need some help?” Debbie asked, coming over to help me.

“I can handle it.” I answered, looking up at her. “They’re just deep scratches, nothing serious.”

Although Travis looked beat and not in the best of shape, he still managed to smile at me as I cleaned him up, lightly washing the dried blood off his scored flesh. After cleaning myself up the two of us rejoined Warren and Debbie.

“There’s a few cold beers left if you want one.” Warren stated.

“No thanks.” I replied. “All I want is a cigarette and some sleep.”

“Better make it a quick one.” Warren cautioned. “And you can forget the sleep. I wanna a piece of your ass.”

“Only if I get Debbie in trade!” Travis exclaimed, taking a beer from the small refrigerator.

Glancing at Debbie, I could sense she felt much like I did. Neither of us were really interested in switching partners but we didn’t want to voice our objections about it either. As for myself, I’d had enough sex during the last twenty-four hours to last me for awhile.

“Come over here, Kaitlyn.” Warren asserted, patting the mattress. “Let’s really get to know each other.”

Climbing onto the bed, I snuggled up close to him. Warren put his arm around me, watching me finish off the last of my cigarette. Debbie clambered onto the bed with Travis, giving him a kiss that looked more like she was trying to suck his face off.

“She’s got incredible lips.” Warren declared, sliding his hand up my bare back. “Great for sucking cock.”

“And I don’t?” I questioned with a grin.

“Well…let’s find out, shall we?” Warren replied.

Grasping his hard cock near the base, I lowered my mouth to the head. My tongue lightly licked all around the mushroom-shaped head, applying heavy globs of saliva. Warren put his hand to the back of my head, trying to force my mouth downward. I wanted to tease him as much as possible before getting down to business. Sliding my tongue up and down his long, thick shaft, I smeared my saliva all over his cock until it glistened in my hand. Warren was moaning, totally enjoying everything I was doing to him.

I glanced over at Travis and Debbie. Debbie was lying on her back with her legs spread wide. Travis was licking her pussy like a kitten licking cream. Debbie’s eyes were half-closed as if she were in a dream state.

Sliding my mouth down over Warren’s cock, I gripped it tightly with my lips as I lifted my head upward. My tongue worked side to side on the underneath side of his cock on the down stroke.

“Ohhhh Fuckkkkk!” Warren moaned aloud. “You suck cock like a pro!”

My head bobbed up and down on his cock. Alternating between hard and fast, then slow and sensual, I had him nearing a climax within minutes. Warren’s hard cock throbbed in my mouth, adding to my enjoyment. I deliberately kept him going, not wanting him to cum until I was ready.

Feeling his grip tighten in my hair, I knew he wasn’t going to last much longer. His hips suddenly bucked upward, shooting the first of his hot loads down my throat. He moaned something incoherently, then exploded another thick load in my mouth. I almost gagged before I could get it swallowed, trying desperately to gasp for air. The last of his cum flowed slowly from his cock. I watched it flow from the tip then drip down on his shaft before licking it off. Warren was watching me with a coy grin on his face, utterly enjoying what I was doing.

“And the winner is?” I whispered, kissing him hard on the mouth.

“You. Definitely you.” He murmured. “And for doing such a fantastic job, I’m gonna let you ride my cock.”

“What!” I exclaimed, taken aback by his remark. “You mean you haven’t had enough?”

“Fuck no!” Warren exclaimed. “I never get enough!”

We watched Warren and Debbie fuck like crazed animals until they both got off and collapsed in each other’s arms. Admittedly, it was better than any porn movie I’d ever seen. Neither of them seemed to mind us watching them. If anything, I think Debbie rather liked being watched. It seemed to really turn her on.

Once Warren’s cock responded to my gentle stroking, I lubricated him with my saliva. He held his cock tightly in his hand while I climbed on top of him. Straddling him, I eased myself down on his dick, working my pussy up and down until I engulfed him. Putting my hands on his chest for support, I leaned down and kissed him, sliding my tongue between his lips.

“Fuck me slow and easy.” He commanded. “I wanna enjoy this for as long as I can.”

“Fuck that!” I thought. “I’m gonna screw your ass good and hard so I can get some fuckin’ sleep.”

Grinding my hips, I tightened my pussy muscles as much as I could. I started slow, taking short strokes up and down on his cock. Gradually I increased the tempo until I was slamming my ass down on him. Warren grasped my butt, trying to slow me down but I kept fucking harder and faster. I could sense I had him near another climax. For me, that meant I could finally get some much needed rest.

I barely caught sight of Debbie climbing onto the bed with us. She shoved her middle finger into Warren’s mouth, demanding he lick it. He seemed as much surprised as I was. His tongue licked and lubricated her finger until she pulled it from his mouth. Just as I was sliding down on Warren’s cock, grinding my hips seductively, I felt Debbie swirl the digit around my asshole. Just as I started to protest, she jammed her finger all the way up my ass. I bucked against it, trying to break free but Debbie wasn’t going to let that happen.

Debbie fingered my ass, making my hips thrust wildly. Warren was fucking his cock into me, pounding so hard, his balls were slapping against the back of Debbie’s hand. When I came, I nearly passed out. Warren’s cock spewed his cum, emptying the last of his fluids. Debbie stroked her finger in and out of me, gradually slowing her pace until she finally withdrew it. I collapsed on Warren, gasping so hard for breath my lungs hurt.

I was too weak to roll off of Warren on my own. Debbie had to pull me off, rolling me onto my back. I barely remember her leaning down and kissing me before I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep.

It was sometime mid-morning when Debbie woke me up. She was dressed and so were the guys.

“Warren and Travis are gonna give me a ride home.” She murmured in my ear. “Give me a call later this afternoon. OK?”

I barely nodded my head before falling back to sleep. My body ached all over, seemingly every muscle in my body had been worked to its limit. But I wasn’t complaining!

To be continued…

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