Owen watched as she stumbled, the fabric of her dress twisted around her ankles. The driver moved her forward, his cock bouncing and ready for action.
“Joshua?” Poppy cried out as the driver opened the door of his truck and pushed her onto the seat, her ass in the air. There was no finesse at all as he spread her legs and entered her cunt roughly. Poppy cried out in shock. “Too big.”
“You women like it.”
Owen watched intently as the man pounded his dick inside her, his hips moving in a manic fashion as he rammed back and forth. It was sheer animal lust that drove him on. The girl shrieked with every hard thrust. It was rough, unforgettable sex. Owen wanted to see the look in her eyes when they finished. That would tell him a lot about her.
The truck driver yelled as he came. His last thrust made Poppy’s body bounce with the intensity of it. He pulled out and slapped her red ass. “Thanks, man.” He ripped off the condom and threw it into the alley.
* * * *
Poppy allowed herself to be dragged off the seat by Joshua. She wouldn’t have been able to move otherwise. She ached all over. The driver had been so big and rough. Her cunt felt sore and tender. But oh, I enjoyed that. Poppy pushed the hair from her eyes and looked up at Joshua.
“You liked that?” he asked. Neither of them paid attention to the truck as it drove off.
“I loved it.” There was no point denying it. While she hadn’t come herself, she was taken and used as she had wanted. When Joshua lifted her into his arms and pushed her back against the wall, Poppy instantly wound her legs around his waist. She was sore and tender, but the thought of this man filling her once more made her cling to him.
Joshua pushed his dick inside her again. His lips met hers, swallowing her small cry at his entry. He thrust gently within her for a while. Poppy found it nice and calming after the furious pace she’d just endured. She was disappointed when he stopped.
“On your knees, princess.”
Poppy dropped slowly down as bidden. Her thighs ached as she knelt before him, her eyes on his cock as he fisted it. “I want to taste.”
“Open your mouth.”
Poppy did so, waiting for the firm flesh to slide inside her mouth. Instead, warm, sticky cum spurted on her lips and dripped down her chin as he came. She licked the sour, musky flavor from her lips.
When Joshua finished, he pushed his dick inside his jeans. “I’ll be at The Hunt Club tonight. Be there, princess.”
Poppy watched as he walked off, leaving her cum-soaked and naked in the alley.
Chapter Three
Poppy ached all over. The walk back to the Sunrise Hotel had been a long one. It wasn’t the distance. That was barely two blocks. It was the fact that she had been fucked within an inch of her life, covered in cum and wearing a filthy dress that made it hard. “But damn, it was worth it.” She knew people looked at her and wondered. Let ‘em.
Once more Poppy thought what the steady man in her life would think about this. Would he be shocked or did he know her too well for that? Poppy pondered on her lack of guilty feelings. Was it possible to feel guilty for something you enjoyed? Surely remorse only happened if you were ashamed at your actions. Poppy felt no shame. “I would do it again.”
Once inside her hotel room she went straight to her luggage. Poppy needed one thing desperately. She needed an orgasm. Scrambling through her clothes, she found what she was after. She sighed as her hand wrapped around the long, thick, bright pink dildo, and then she moved to the shower. Poppy needed to be clean but she needed to come. So many competing needs were making her frantic. The warm water rushed down her body washing away the marks from her possession, and calmed her down. She would never forget the moment in the alley though. It was ingrained in her mind forever.
Poppy turned on the vibrator, smiling as the rotating head churned and twisted against her palm. “Perfect.” She inserted it inside her vagina, wincing slightly. Joshua and the truck driver had certainly left their mark. She was sore, yet not so sore that she didn’t want more.
“Ma’am?”
Poppy jumped at the sound of the male voice outside the bathroom door. When the door opened she held her breath.
The dark skinned man came inside the bathroom and started stripping off his clothes. His dark brown eyes were locked on the dildo buried inside her. “You only had to dial 9 for room service and I would have come to you.” Once naked, he moved into the shower stall and dropped to his knees.
Surprised, yet excited by his offer, she nodded. “Service me now then.” Poppy clutched the broad shoulders before her. John had been an unexpected bonus. Never before had a room service attendant actually service her. The first day of her arrival, the sexy Latino had led her to the hotel room and held out his hand for a tip. The look in his eyes had suggested so much more than just monetary pleasure to be enjoyed, and she was happy to indulge. John’s was not the first dick she had sucked within five minutes of acquaintance.
John ramped up the speed of the dildo, pushing and pulling the large plastic cock in and out of her cunt. “You like?”
“I’d prefer the real thing.” Poppy smiled as the dildo slid out from between her legs. “Suck me.”
“Yes ma’am.” John’s mouth suctioned onto her clit.
Poppy dropped her head back and gave in to the raw sensation of a man eating her. She pushed her pussy into his face wanting him to devour her. His hands wrapped around her legs and held her close. There was no way she could move even if she wanted to. “Oh, John…” He was relentless. He sucked and lapped until her knees shook. He shoved two fingers inside her cunt and pumped hard. It was inevitable after the alley and now John that she would come in his mouth. She fell over him as the orgasm ripped through her.
“My turn.” John picked her up in a fireman’s lift and carried her wet, slippery body to the bed. He set her down and propped up her hips so her ass was in full view.
As he mounted her, Poppy spread her legs to give him full access to her cunt. But that wasn’t where he was aiming. She cried out in sudden pain as his dick pushed inside her anus. Poppy clutched the sheets beneath her. Never had someone taken her ass with so little warning. As his dick drove inside, she whimpered at the burning discomfort.
“Shhh…” John whispered in her ear. “You know you like it.”
Poppy had been about to disagree when he began thrusting inside her. She held her breath as the discomfort turned to a burning heat that flooded her body. She pushed her ass back against him.
John laughed. “You’re such a slut.”
“Yes.” There was no point denying it. She loved sex in any form. That he was using her purely for his own satisfaction made it more exciting. She had no control. He was using her. She smiled and pushed her face down into the pillow. The sound of his balls slapping against her ass seemed to go on forever. Poppy loved a man with stamina.
When John pulled out she moaned, already missing his fullness. He grabbed her around the waist and flipped her onto her back. She watched as his hand wrapped around his engorged cock. As the first drops of cum hit her breasts, Poppy dipped her fingers between her legs and rubbed hard. That she came almost instantly didn’t surprise her.
“And I’ll be sure to commend your service to the hotel manager, John.”
* * * *
Poppy pushed inside the door of The Hunt Club. It was situated off the main tourist strip beside the main railway line. It was Saturday night and as expected of a bar that had women’s panties tacked to the ceiling, it was filled with half drunken men and scantily clad women. It was a standard pick up place you would find in any city. Poppy looked around her. She had dressed simply due to the heat in denim shorts and a simple white peasant blouse. The lacy, satin red bra she had chosen to wear under the blouse was meant to be provocative but even with that she felt out of place. The women at the bar looked much wilder and drunker than Poppy believed she could ever be. One was bare-assed and sitting on the lap of a man. It didn’t take a genius to
work out where his dick was buried.
Poppy pushed through the crowd ignoring the hands that felt her ass and groped her breasts. She wondered where Joshua was. Am I crazy to come here? While the need for sex drove her on, Poppy wasn’t one for Saturday parties. She and her partner usually stayed at home and amused themselves with their own company.
* * * *
Owen watched her as she made her passage toward him. He wanted to rip her clothes off, throw her on the bar and fuck her until she begged to come. He smiled to himself as he shifted into his seat to relieve the pressure on his dick. “Maybe later.” Once more he wondered about the woman in the white peasant blouse. The red bra under it branded her ready for anything. “So what fantasy can I give you tonight, princess?”
“Joshua,” Poppy called out as she reached him.
He smiled at the name. Do I look like a Joshua? Or is it her fantasy to be taken by one? “Hello, princess, I’m glad you came.”
“Did I have a choice?”
His eyes locked on hers. “You always do. It’s whether you choose to be good or bad.” Owen chuckled as she blushed. It was hard to believe that the woman who stood unashamed and naked on her balcony or indulged in stranger sex in the alley could blush.
Poppy surveyed the room. “This place is—”
“A knocking shop? A place full of horny people wanting to get laid?”
“Yes,” she conceded as she picked up his drink and took a gulp.
“Don’t you want to have a good time, princess?” Owen had no firm plan in mind for her yet, but he expected, like the truck driver in the alley, her entertainment would be assured.
“Yes, but—”
“What do you crave?” Was it the way girls were brought up that made it difficult for them to name and act on their desires?
Poppy licked her lips and looked at the men around her. “Um, well, nothing.”
Owen leaned in and whispered against her ear, “Liar.” He wrapped an arm around her waist and enjoyed the feel of her voluptuous body against his. He had never understood why women resorted to diet away their curves.
“I should go.” Poppy tried to pull out from his arms.
“Why? Are your fantasies too wild to name?” He knew that couldn’t be true of the woman he had taken in the alley.
* * * *
Poppy looked into his eyes. They held a knowledge of her that made her tremble. “Yes.” She wanted to name them. Standing naked on a balcony was easy. Asking to be used by multiple men wasn’t. What would my partner say?
“Do you want to be taken?”
She went red in the face. How did he know? “I, er—”
“It’s nothing to be embarrassed about, princess.”
“I’m not. It’s just—”
“And who do we have here?” Her words were interrupted by a tall, dark haired man coming to stand before her. “Looking for a good time with the purple helmeted custard chucker, sweetheart?”
“A purple helmeted what?” Was it some sort of cocktail or a local dish?
Joshua smiled. “He means his dick.”
That was the last thing Poppy would have thought of. What men call their penises amazed her sometimes. “Oh, right. I mean no.” I mean yes. I don’t know. The ‘purple helmeted custard chucker’ statement had thrown her completely, and Poppy had thought she had heard everything.
Other men joined them.
“Boys, this lady is new in town and looking for fun,” Joshua explained to them.
Poppy turned to him in shock at his blatant announcement. “I’m not a piece of meat.” While she wasn’t pure as the driven snow, Poppy preferred to have some class until things got down and dirty.
“No, but you’ve just told me what you need and I’m happy to help you get it.”
The men nodded in agreement.
She looked at the four men and then Joshua. Could I allow myself to be used like this? Five hungry dicks all wanting a turn? “I, um —” What? She had needs. She had the ability to fulfill them. There was no need to feel guilt when it came to the steady man in her life. This was her choice. He knew and accepted that. So what the hell am I waiting for? She looked into Joshua’s eyes.
“Take her to the back room, boys.”
And that was what Poppy needed. The responsibility taken out of her hands.
In the back room, Poppy was stripped and tied to a table. Her head hung over one end and her ass was propped up by cushions, so it was thrust up into the air. She couldn’t move an inch. Stick an apple in my mouth and I’m dinner.
Five men with hungry eyes watched her. Poppy was excited and alarmed. There was no way she could control what was about to happen. She looked at Joshua. “What if someone comes in?” She stopped dead after she said the words. A good girl would be demanding to be let up and not worrying who saw them.
“Relax, princess. The room is ours. I paid the owner triple the price so we won’t be disturbed.”
Oh, okay. “So, er, what happens now?” Poppy realized how dumb that sounded. Naked woman plus dick equaled sex.
Joshua leaned in and murmured, “Shut up and stop thinking.”
“But—”
“No cock for you if you keep talking.”
Poppy was tempted to thwart him just to see if the horny men could walk away without touching her. She doubted it. She had seen the bulges in their jeans. Their cocks were on red alert. They needed to come or they’d explode. “Fine. Walk away from me then.”
Joshua laughed. “You’re smart, princess. You know we need you as much as you need us.”
That was the thing about mutual lust. If all partners were willing it was a give and take experience to be enjoyed. Poppy knew other women may not see it in such simplistic terms but she lived her life to suit her. What others did was as their conscience dictated. Poppy raised her head and looked at the men before her. There was something exciting about knowing she was the prime focus of their attention. This trip to Cairns has been the best ever.
Joshua had insisted they use condoms. Fantasy was one thing but the reality of disease another. “She’s here to be enjoyed, boys.”
One man strode before her and unzipped his trousers. His thick cock sprung out before her. The head was dark red and bulbous. Poppy licked her lips.
“Do you like sucking cock?” His greedy eyes were on hers as he worked a condom over his shaft.
“I love it.” There was no point lying. She had allowed them to take her to the back room. She was under their control for that reason. Once his dick was covered, Poppy flicked out her tongue and touched the tip. The man groaned. Poppy smiled. Yeah, this is what I like. And so began the main entertainment of the evening.
Men stood in front of her, their rubber covered dicks stiff with excitement as one by one she sucked them into her mouth. Those who waited to be sucked ran their hands over her body. Fingers slid inside her cunt and ass, pumping into the openings. She squirmed and sighed as they teased her body. There was no way she could come and yet that was the point. This was about being used for their pleasure.
Joshua climbed on top her prone body and impaled her with one deep thrust of his cock. If her mouth hadn’t been full she would have cried at the sudden intrusion. The burning force of cock penetrating her vagina made Poppy push up against it.
“Relax, princess,” Joshua crooned in her ear as his full weight pushed her back down.
Her mouth slid from one hard dick. “Joshua?”
“Yes?” He moved slow and steady within her.
“May I ask a favor?” It was more an urgent request.
“Anything you want you can have, princess.”
“My boobs are killing me.” Any woman with double D’s knew it was not possible to lie for long on their stomach, especially on a hard table. “Turn me over and fuck me please.”
Joshua pulled at the knot bounding her hands, his dick still buried inside her body. “What about these men?”
She knew they looked at her with lust and the need to c
ome. “They can watch and still play with me.”
“You’re beautiful, princess.” Joshua kissed her shoulder and pulled out from her cunt.
“I’m a slut.” She felt like one and yet it wasn’t a bad feeling. Poppy was getting what she needed and she was not about to apologize for her behavior.
“No. Sluts don’t care about others.” He undid the bindings and helped her turn over.
Poppy’s eyes locked with his as she opened her legs wide to invite him inside once more. Joshua needed no further encouragement. He grabbed her ankles and pulled her towards him so her ass was barely on the table. Poppy wrapped her legs around his waist and moaned as Joshua’s dick pushed inside her. Poppy sighed and caressed the heads of two men as their mouths latched on to her nipples. Her open mouth was soon filled by a cock. Only one man stood to the side tugging his dick. Poppy’s eyes slid to the side to watch him. She was surprised when he grabbed the hips of one of the men at her breast.
Joshua smiled down at her. “Sex is about pleasure in any form, princess.”
She knew that. Poppy just never imagined she would get to see one man taking another in the ass. The thought of it made her suck the dick in her mouth even harder. The man latched on to one of her nipples lifted his head and grunted as the other man forced himself inside him. She knew such a sudden entry had to hurt but the man didn’t seem to be in pain. Guttural moans escaped them both as one plowed into the other. The dick slipped wet from her mouth. “Fuck me harder, Joshua.” Poppy wanted to feel and taste every made moment.
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