‘I don’t,’ advised Logan. ‘Yasmin, would you like any accessories.’
‘I think I have enough,’ I giggled as I looked around at all the guys who’d followed us in, all with visible boners tenting their trousers.
‘Then I’ll leave you to it. Enjoy your evening, I’m just down the hall if you need me,’ she confirmed as she put her hand on Logan’s forearm. I glared at her, giving her a clear warning to back off and she quickly shut the door behind her.
‘Right, gentlemen. Yasmin is looking for a very filthy evening, how about you all strip and make that happen for her. Nothing that will leave a mark or bruise and no fisting, otherwise anything goes. Vaginal, anal, double penetration, blow jobs, hand jobs, tit fucks but the most important rule of all is that she loves come, particularly all over her body, her face and on her tongue. Have I left anything out?’ Logan directed the question at me, as a murmur of approval went around the room. I could hardly believe I was about to do this. I knew the four footballers, but three of the guys were total strangers, unless you counted the fact that one of them was a well-known soap actor.
‘I’d like to have some orgasms myself while you’re at it,’ I suggested as the guys started stripping.
‘Babe, that’s a given,’ chuckled DB as he dropped his boxers and I licked my lips at the sight of his thick dark member with its bulbous circumcised head. I looked over at Logan. He’d removed his jacket and had tossed it over the back of a seat and was rolling up his shirt sleeves.
‘I want you first,’ I breathed as I looked at him and felt someone else’s hand caressing my backside.
‘I’m just here to watch and direct. I told you, you need to be warmed up for my cock, unless you fancy stitches and sitting on a rubber ring for a week after?’ he asked as he lowered himself into one of the chairs and leaned back with his firm thighs spread and his arms stretched across the back rest. ‘So, get on your knees, I want to see you suck every guys cock before they get you on the bed.’
I did as I was told, my hands shaking with excitement. I’d always longed for this, to be treated like a dirty whore, used and abused by lots of different men. I soon forgot about the fact that I couldn’t see Logan as the guys surrounded me, and picked out DB’s large dark cock first and hungrily pulled it into my mouth, sucking eagerly as two of the guys next to me starting slapping my face with their erections. I reluctantly pulled away and took a few deep breaths of needed air before slurping on one after another, revelling in the groans filling my ears and the room. As I went to start the rounds again, DB suddenly yanked me to my feet, and flipped me upside down with a squeal. Before I knew it he was holding me around the waist, his erect cock at my mouth, while his face was between my legs sucking on my clit as someone’s hands grabbed and tugged on my nipples. I felt myself flooding as the thought of being used like this really got me off, so I grabbed his cock, hand pumping it as I sucked. DB was slurping, but as fast as he licked me clean, I was gushing again. I occasionally came up for breaths of air with a scream of delight.
‘Gentlemen, why don’t you take this to the bed. I think Yasmin would like to be filled three ways, with an additional cock in each hand. Please play nice, share and rotate, condoms if you enter her rear or cunt,’ came Logan’s voice.
‘O God,’ I groaned as DB spun me around again, leaving me light headed as he set me down on the floor. I barely had a chance to catch my breath before one of the guys lay on the bed and I was lifted and lowered onto his erect cock with a scream of delight. I was impaled by a total stranger, the thought was electrifying. Someone forced my head down towards him and he started kissing me vigorously. I let out a moan as I felt the chill of lubricant being smeared around my rear entrance. The guy I was sitting on gripped my shoulders and levered me up a little. Someone tugged my hair and I was confronted with a wall of toned stomach and a white smaller cock in front of me which I quickly started sucking. My hands were grabbed and wrapped around two larger members and when the fifth guy started pushing at my backside I started to tremble. I was going to come already, I’d had anal before, but never DP. I let out a muffled scream of pleasure as my arse was breached, and both guys began to thrust into me as I desperately tried to remember to suck and stroke the other cocks as the same time. Hands were squeezing and kneading my breasts at the same time and I’d never felt so full or dirty. I had to stop sucking and scream as a violent climax tore through my body.
‘Switch.’
I was vaguely aware of Logan’s order as my body was lifted and everyone changed places. After the fifth switch I’d started to lose track of who was where as I sucked, stroked and squeezed the various sized cocks in each of my orifices and hands. I’d already come about seven times and was shaking all over. Even at the height of all this pleasure, the one overriding thought was I got to have Logan at some stage in the evening. Seven cocks yet still I craved his, his was better than all of them put together. I sobbed as another orgasm overtook me. I could almost die from pleasure overload. The sounds of moans, grunts and groans filled the room and I smiled internally at how much this would be getting Logan off as he watched.
‘I want you to lay her on her back while each of you takes it in turns to bring her to orgasm with your fingers or tongue while the others kiss, lick and stroke her body. Then I want you all to come on her chest and face.’
‘Logan,’ I mewled as I felt myself being lifted and carefully laid down. He knew how to fulfil every woman’s fantasy perfectly.
Logan
I’d ordered myself a bottle of water and a freshly cut lime while they were all at it, no one had even noticed the movement, or the fact that I opened the door to accept the delivery, poured myself a glass and sat back down again. They were all too focussed on getting Yasmin and themselves off. I thought I’d be turned on watching her taking a good pounding, DB was the closest to me in terms of physical stamina and prowess by the looks of it, but it did nothing for me. In fact if anything, I felt a little sick as I watched. Was this really what I wanted to keep doing for the next however many years? With each regular client craving more and more kink to get themselves off? I wasn’t adverse to the odd ménage myself, but group and orgies did nothing for me. I’d been there, done that, and ticked it off the list. My needs had changed as I’d got older. With sex now, I wanted it to be about me and the woman I was connecting with, I chuckled silently as I heard myself. I sounded like a bloody woman, but it was about the connection you shared with another person, not just about getting yourself off. I could get myself off with my hand any time, with a woman I wanted more. I loved to take my time, really make a woman feel special, to hear her sob only my name as I gave her countless hours of pleasure. That got me off with my clients, not seeing something like this where a woman just needed any old cock regardless.
I glanced up at the mirrored ceiling and gave a wink and a smile when I saw Yasmin reflected there, looking at me as she panted, with some strangers face between her legs, making loud sucking sounds as the guys groaned and started stroking themselves, kneeled on the bed around her. It was a serious cockfest, short, fat, skinny, average, circumcised, coloured, pale and white. I didn’t relish the thought of having to fuck her after all of those cocks had been up there, even though they’d worn condoms for the actual penetration, that was the one thing I made sure to keep my eye on. If she was going to catch something, it wouldn’t be on my damn watch. When she met my eyes in the mirror, she bucked and half sat up, clutching the hair of the guy giving her head as she climaxed. When she fell back onto the mattress, the first guy offloaded and white ribbons curled out all over her big inflated tits and slutty cheap bra, and she cried out in pleasure.
I downed some water as Yasmin fulfilled one of her briefs as they all coated her in come and she dipped her fingers in it and sucked. The sounds of her climaxes took me back to last week, to the hotel suite with my last client Summer. Now that was my idea of the perfect fantasy. A sweet, gorgeous natural woman experiencing orgasms and sex for the fir
st time, having booked me only because some dickhead had tried to force himself on her and had put her off trying ever since. The way she’d put herself in my hands, literally, trusting me to take care of her and show her how amazing sex could be, what her body could feel. I felt my cock stiffen at the thought of it. She’d been so grateful and eager to learn, the perfect student and the perfect woman, my perfect woman and I’d let her go. I’d deleted her file and blocked her email to avoid any complications, though I did still know where she lived. I wondered if she was thinking about me, I liked to think that she was, that somehow our encounter had affected her deeply, as much as it had me. I shook myself off as the guys started getting dressed and the level of chatter increased. Yasmin just lay on the bed, globs of semen all over her, on her face, in her hair, slowly dripping off her sides onto the sheet below. I pitied the poor cleaners who worked here. I nodded to each of the guys who filtered slowly out and placed an order for more water, caffeine, a club sandwich, fries and cheesecake for Yasmin, figuring she’d need some energy after being fucked by seven guys, then a Caesar salad and a couple of bananas for myself and waited for her to come around.
Yasmin
I lay in some kind of sexatosed state, my arse and pussy were still throbbing and I could feel the hot evidence of my little orgy all over my body. That had been the most filthy and depraved hour or so of my life. And I’d loved it. The only disappointment was Logan not having joined in, but I wasn’t sure I could have taken his cock as well. I felt well and truly spent, but still managed to flick my tongue out to catch a dollop of come sliding down my cheek. I remembered the mirror above and slowly opened my eyes and smiled to see the state of me. Logan had truly come up trumps for me bringing me here. I was going to have to try and talk Eoin into joining and letting us have group sex. I’d seen him eyeing up DB’s blonde fat arsed girlfriend, that would be a foursome I’d love to try out to test the water. If he was up for it and then ended up enjoying it, I could convince him to bring us here on a regular basis for more group sessions.
‘How are you feeling?’
‘Am.az.ing,’ I moaned as I saw Logan standing at the head of the bed looking down at me.
‘As good as you’d hoped?’
‘Even better, and I loved it when the one guy was calling me a dirty bitch and a cock sucking whore. It got me so excited. Though I’m not sure I can move.’
‘There’s no rush. Close your eyes and have a rest, then you can have a shower and clean up before room service arrives. I figured you’d be hungry after all of that.’
‘Hmmm,’ I nodded, closed my eyes and drifted off as I ran my eventful kinky evening through my head from the beginning.
Logan
She looked completely wrecked, and filthy covered in all that come as she slept. Even though I hadn’t partaken, I felt dirty myself and went to the luxuriously appointed en-suite to wash my hands and face. I took another seat thought about my next client Ava who wanted an MMF ménage. What was wrong with just getting well and truly fucked by one guy who could make you see stars? I left Yasmin to sleep for another half an hour, then woke her up and circled her wrist, pretty much the only untainted bit of her body, gently hauled her up. leading her into the shower.
‘Do you have any spare underwear? My knickers and bra are ruined,’ she sighed as she looked down at herself.
‘No, you’ll put your suspender belt and stockings back on when you’ve showered and then go naked under the coat when we leave.’
‘What do you have planned? I’m feeling so tired,’ she whined with a pout.
‘Food will be here in a moment and then we’re taking a drive into the country, so you can sleep in the car. Wash, now. I want all of that come off you and out of your hair.’
‘But my makeup,’ she gasped.
‘Trust me, no one will care where we’re going,’ I winked and walked out. I’d be much happier when she came out scrubbed clean from head to toe. I was seriously going to have to rethink letting clients give me oral sex, Christ knows what she could have caught off any one of those guys giving them bare head. I made a note in my calendar for tomorrow to book in for my regular STD tests early, just in case. I had a feeling Camilla, one of my previous clients, wasn’t discriminative when it came to sucking cock either. Damn it. I’d let Summer blow me the week after Camilla. I’d never forgive myself if I’d caught something and passed it onto her. She’d never forgive me. What the hell was I thinking? I always wore a condom for sex, never for bloody oral. ‘Idiot,’ I cursed as I sat back down as far away as possible from the come stained black sheets rumpled on the oversized bed and idly wondered why they chose black, which showed up the spunk splodges even more. White would look far more attractive and hide the evidence until the bedding was changed as each set of clients vacated.
Yasmin
I was happy to hear Logan was going to let me have a sleep. I was tired, but not too tired to cock my head and watch his sexy toned backside walking out of the en-suite before he shut the door. I sighed happily, all the semen coating me had started to dry, my hair was all crusty and stiff and I’d lost track of who had spurted the first batch or two that had managed to land on my waiting tongue. I automatically licked my lips at the thought of it, before stripping and reluctantly washing it all off me. That had been disgustingly perverse and absolutely wonderful. I giggled to myself as I soaped up. I wondered again if Eoin really would be up for seeing me getting abused like that? On second thoughts sod the foursome, we could invite the entire football club over. With all of those fit guys, I’d be completely bathed in the stuff. I couldn’t wait to see Chardonnay and tell her all about it tomorrow, and maybe have a bit of girly action. Just thinking about tonight was getting me horny again, let alone the thought of having to describe it in blow by blow graphic detail. I giggled at my inadvertent pun, dried myself off and used the built in hair dryer and disposable comb thoughtfully provided. I gasped as I looked at myself closely in the mirror, I looked hideous. My makeup was all streaked, I couldn’t go out looking like this. I used the wall mounted face, lip, and eye cleanser, and cotton pads from another dispenser to tidy myself up and was even more horrified to see how ugly I looked without my mask. How was I going to go out there and face Logan with no makeup and my hair this weird streaked colour where the brown dye had started to run and was showing streaks of blonde?
‘Are you ok in there?’ he called.
‘Fine, I won’t be long,’ I called. I looked around and saw a touch screen on the wall and pressed the assistance button.
‘How can I help you?’ came the female voice through the intercom system.
‘Do you have any makeup? I need mascara, foundation, blusher, eyeliner, lip liner, lip gloss?’
‘I’m so sorry we don’t, but that’s an excellent idea. We can add miniature supplies to our inventory for ladies such as yourself who wish to reapply.’
‘Yeah, great. Thanks.’
‘You’re welcome.’
‘I was being sarcastic,’ I snapped and heard a click as the intercom was cut off. ‘Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. SHIT.’
‘Yasmin, food’s here. Are you sure you’re ok?’ Logan called.
‘Just great,’ I breezed. I put my suspender belt back on and my stockings, thank God I still had an amazing body. Walking out like this should distract Logan to my lack of makeup. I didn’t even let Eoin or the staff see me without it. I felt so humiliated as I opened the door and ventured out to see him tucking into a salad. He looked up and raised both eyebrows.
‘You look different.’
‘I’m so sorry, no one sees me without makeup, I feel so embarrassed.’
‘Don’t be, you look even prettier without all that heavy crap all over your face. I can’t believe you went as far as trying to make yourself look like a hooker with all that makeup on. I thought the slutty clothes were enough. Sit, eat.’
I looked at him with my mouth open. He thought my normal face had been done as part of a fancy dress just for tonight? T
hat it made me look cheap? I was fuming for a second, until I realised he was still in role, he was deliberately making me feel slutty and dirty, just like I’d wanted. He really was exceptional.
Party in the Park
Logan
Thank God Yasmin was so tired that she fell asleep as soon as I helped her into the car and lay her head in my lap to make her more comfortable. That would have meant an instant boner for me in the past, to have some woman’s face that close to my cock. Some damn escort I was when I didn’t want to fuck one of my clients anymore. I looked down at her sleeping, she looked so much better without all that damn makeup caked all over her face, but the thought of her having fucked all those guys was a real turn off. I rolled my eyes and shook my head as I realised the irony of me being turned off by a woman who’d had a fraction of the number of sexual partners I’d had. I knew it was double standards, but I still wholeheartedly believed that a guy with high numbers was ok, a woman wasn’t. Maybe I was old fashioned and chauvinistic that way.
I’d been more than happy to fuck easy girls when I’d had a personal life, all those years ago, but I’d be damned if I’d have taken them home to introduce them to my mother. In fact, I don’t think I’d ever introduced a girl to my mother. Now Summer, that was a girl I’d take home. She had girlfriend material written all over her. I wondered how she was doing, if our night together had helped increase her sexual confidence for this film role she’d landed. The thought of her being so sexually aware now that it could be her lying on that bed in the club, being fucked by seven different guys made me shudder. No, Summer was way too sweet and innocent to do anything like that. Wasn’t she? There again weren’t all girls sweet until some guy corrupted them? Maybe even Yasmin had been sweet and demure once too.
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