I’m sitting in the hotel bar when my text pings, it from the friend I’m supposed to be meeting. I have known her since uni and we always get together when I’m in town.
We were going to have a meal in the new celebrity chef restaurant and I had used all my connections to get us a table but she has some sort of domestic crisis with her c***dren and can’t make it!
I try not to feel annoyed, as it’s not the first time she has done this but text back ‘oh no hun, hope all is ok let me know. How bout coffee tomoz, I can come to you?’ I ring the restaurant, they are gracious but I’m sure they will have no problem filling the table.
I start to think as I order another Pinot, as I’m dressed to impress in a little black dress, heels and my hair is done shall I eat in the hotel restaurant or eat in my room with the TV for company?
As I ponder the barman comes to me with a large glass of Pinot and tells me it has been bought by the two guys across the bar. I thank him and raise my glass and thank them with a smile. They are a little older than me, both are dark haired and one looks very big and broad.
The smaller guy approaches me and asks me if I would like to join them at a table, I hesitate for effect and thank him, uncrossing my legs slowly and stepping down from the bar stool.
We introduce ourselves, the man mountain is Greg and the smaller guy (although he is still about six foot tall) is Mark. They tell me they are on business, I explain my situation and we chitchat for a while.
The wine is flowing and before long we begin to start uber flirting. In my head I imagine them naked and looking at Greg’s feet wonder if the correlation between feet and cock is true as his feet are huge!
I take off the little cover up I have over my dress and note how both guy’s immediately look at my breasts. Not being big headed but I do have big tits and men tend to have conversations with them and not my face! I knew I was playing up but I couldn’t help pushing out the girls (as I call them) and using them to tease the guys.
I giggle at their jokes, play being the little lady when they talk about guy stuff and touch them when we speak. I’m just flirting but then Greg puts his hand on my thigh and rubs up to the top of my stockinged leg, letting it linger for a few seconds before lifting his hand to his drink like nothing had happened.
We have another drink and not having had anything to eat I start to feel a little relaxed and one thing leads to another and I make the split second decision to go to the suite they are staying in to have something to eat and another drink.
I know what I’m doing, they want to fuck me and looking at them I want to be fucked. We eat some nibbles, drink some Champagne and all the time my pussy is getting wetter.
The guys slip off their jackets and remove their ties and I cheekily comment on how it’s unfair that I don’t get to relax. They say in unison, ‘be our guest’ and I kick off my shoes. ‘That it?’ says Greg and invites me to get more comfy. I stand up and slip out of my dress, watching the appreciation on their faces as they see first sight of my lacy black undies, my long stockinged legs made to look longer by the heels I’ve slipped back in to.
I bend forward to straighten my stocking (not that it needs it) but it gives them a good view of my tits spilling over my bra.
‘Mmmm’ says Mark and he steps forward and kisses me gently on the lips. Greg sits behind me and rubs his hand over my ass, also voicing his approval. Our kisses become more insistent, tongues exploring each other’s mouths as Greg slides his hand between my legs and starts rubbing my pussy.
‘Damn mate, she is wet’ Mark and I smile as we kiss ‘she is ready to be fucked’ and I don’t disagree.
They both kiss me and then lead me by my hands in to the bedroom. Once there I drop to my knees in front of them and unzip them. I gasp as both of them have big cocks, although Greg’s makes my eyes open wide, as it is thick and long and my hole spasms involuntarily as I think about it filling me.
‘Mmmm I think the slut likes what she sees and I bet she wants to taste that meat’ Greg says and the words take me back a little. Don’t get me wrong I love being treated like a slut but I’ve never had a stranger talk to me like that but my juices start to moisten the insides of my thighs and I take Mark’s cock in my mouth.
I suck them both in turn, gradually taking them both deep in my mouth (after some stretching in Greg’s case) Both cocks make me gag and as I swop between them globs of spit and precum stretch from my mouth and their cocks.
‘Oh my god this bitch can suck’ Mark says, almost like I’m not in the room ‘mmmmm, wonder what she tastes like?’ he stands me up and places me on the bed with my head hanging over the edge. He slips my knickers off and opens my legs, sliding two fingers in to my hole and pokes me hard. I gasp with pleasure as I watch him lick his fingers, tasting my sex juices. He starts to lap at my pussy making me convulse with the feeling of his drinking my juices.
Greg stands over my face, his balls dangling over my mouth and I can’t resist running my tongue over them. ‘Oh the dirty slut wants us both paying attention to her, open your mouth slut’ I do and he slides his cock in to my mouth and begins to fuck my face.
I can barely breath, partly because of the enormous cock in mouth and because Mark is torturing my hole with pleasure. He laps at my clit and it takes less than a minute to get me bucking with an orgasm.
He replaces his tongue with a bunch of fingers and begins fucking me hard, finding my G Spot with an upturned digit, Greg continues to grunt as he fucks my face, making me gag and struggle to take him in me.
They both carry on a conversation over me, discussing what they are going to do to me, congratulating me on being such a willing and good whore for them.
‘Let’s fuck her’ says Mark and he sinks his cock into me and fucks me harder than I have ever been fucked. Greg continues to fuck my mouth and I moan as these guys spit roast me, not thinking of me but just taking their pleasure!
I can’t say I wasn’t enjoying it, my god I loved it!
‘My turn’ says Greg and he turns me round and I slip out of my bra (my tits had sprung free anyway and my stockings were falling down) but he doesn’t let me sort myself out, he just wants to sink that monster cock in to me.
I’m on my knees as he slides the head of his cock over my gaping pussy and slams it into my wet hole ‘like that slut?’ he asks as I gasp yes and respond by pushing back onto him as he stretches me. ‘Oh mate, she is loving your cock abusing he slut hole’ Well I couldn’t disagree and reached out and began sucking Mark’s length, tasting myself on his shaft it slid in and out over my tongue.
They took turns fucking my pussy. Mark came over my face once as I blew him but he took minutes to recover and take his turn fucking me once again.
I was their whore and at that point all I wanted to was to feel them keep fucking all my holes. ‘Someone fuck my ass’ I screamed and one of them said ‘go on fella, do as the whore asks!’
Thankfully it is Mark, who steps forward, using my pussy juices and their spunk as lube he gradually slides his still rigid cock in to me. ‘Stretch her for me’ Greg urges as he stands by my head wanking over my face.
‘Oh fuck me hard’ I urge and they laugh and mock me, the whore really enjoying having her ass stretched and wanting my spunk in her face. It was all true.
I felt Mark stiffen and then fill my ass with a big spurt of cum, Greg followed him by telling me to open my mouth and he spunked over my face, so much that it dripped down my chin and onto the bed below me.
They left me on the bed and went off to get a drink. My holes were swollen and sticky from all the cum over me. I heard them coming back and offering me a drink. ‘Fuck, you are hot’ said Greg and I raised myself up on my elbow to drink.
‘Relax for a minute’ said Mark ‘in a minute you are going to suck us hard bitch and then both our cocks are going to fill your holes.’
I smiled and simply said ‘mmmm thank you!’