Once back in my room I undress and look at my bottom in the mirror, it is red and still a little sensitive!
There have been several new experiences for me tonight, I think to myself. Some serious smacking and pain, sex with a woman, and a threesome! Sometimes this is the best job in the world, I grin, Parinda and Gupta were nice too!
It’s nearly two o’clock before I get into bed. As I plan to have a lie-in tomorrow the ‘Do Not Disturb’ sign is placed on my door.
It’s ten o’clock Thursday morning, and I slip out of my bed when my phone rings. It’s Alex, the hotel manager.
“Morning Alex,” I yawn into the phone.
“Sorry Sharon, have I woken you?” he asks.
“Not quite, I have just got out of bed,” I explain.
“OK, I am sorry to bother you. But Colin is wondering if you could make yourself available later this morning to discuss your contract hours, as there seems to be an issue,” Alex expands.
“Of course, what time is he thinking of?” I ask.
“Well, it’s ten o’clock now, shall we say eleven-thirty in my office?” he politely suggests.
“That’s fine. Oh, Alex could you be a dear and send up some breakfast for me, a full English would be lovely, in about forty-five minutes?” I simper.
He laughs, “Of course, I will send Phil up with it shortly.”
Checking my bottom on coming out of the shower, I see it is no longer red and feels fine.
Perfect timing: my breakfast arrives just as I finish dressing.
“Good morning, Sharon, how are you?” enquires Colin as I enter the office.
“All good thanks, and yourself?” I politely reply.
“Yes, thanks. The query you sent regarding your hours worked took me by surprise. I had no idea you were doing so many, so Alex and I have been looking more deeply into the demand, current and predicted. That’s why it has taken a while to get back to you,” Colin confesses.
They present their apologies for their error and present me with a choice of solutions. So it is that my contract is increased to 552 hours per year, with the remuneration at the same hourly rate, giving a total of £115,000 per annum. That’s more than double the original contract! A very happy girl leaves the office, the offer is akin to what Ken and I thought they might offer, having discussed the issue, and the likely outcomes, last week. Half a year of ‘consulting’ will pay for our house renovations; that’s a good result for us.
Doing more ‘consultancy’ work is working well for me and Ken, he loves hearing about my work! It makes him horny and hard, which is great for me too! It is generally proving to be fun if a little boring on occasion, but overall I am enjoying it and learning so much about myself and my and others’ desires. Perhaps I should not be enjoying it, it’s work after all, but sometimes a girl just can’t help herself! Or at least my body can’t, I try to be detached and professional, but my body seems to have a mind of its own.
It looks like it will be fun this coming Friday I note, as I peruse my diary. They are two lads, coming down from Wales, who have won an award for their company and they are being treated to a weekend in London in recognition. Their briefing notes state that they require me to dress in a particular style so that they will recognize me and then attempt to pick me up. Being two lads means it will be a threesome. That will be another first for me, two men for one girl, assuming of course that they succeed in picking me up!
Arriving at the hotel bar just before seven-thirty pm, I plant myself on a stool. Crossing my legs and showing my stocking tops, I start eyeing up the talent.
“Hello gorgeous, are you looking for us?” chirps up this lad.
“I don’t know, who are you?” I sneer.
“We’re down here on a freebie courtesy of our company, we won a national award in technology, real top-of-the-line stuff,” the other chirps up apologetically. This sounds like my lads.
“Oh, so you’re good at something then?” I counter.
“You better believe it,” smirks the first lad.
“Well I do like success, perhaps a little company would be nice,” I grudgingly accept.
“I’m Jack, the jerk here is Pete. He is harmless, he just gets goby when nervous,” number two, Jack informs me. They are the names I have been given to recognize them by.
“I make you nervous do I, Pete? Rest assured I don’t bite unless asked,” I laugh.
Pete shrugs and accepts the remark from Jack and my tease.
“What do you two have planned for tonight then, apart from trying to pull me,” I giggle.
“We should be so lucky,” Pete wonders.
“We’re having a drink or two here, and something to eat. Then we are going to the nightclub around the corner,” Jack enthuses. “Would you like to come with us?” he continues.
“I’ll tell you what, you buy me a drink and some dinner, and I’ll think about coming to the club with you,” I offer.
We order our drinks and meals at the bar, Jack and I walk to a vacant banquette, while Pete waits for the drinks and brings them across. My drink tastes a little tangy, but I think nothing of it. Fifteen minutes later and the food arrives; it’s just in time as I feel a little light-headed, putting it down to being hungry.
We are sitting and chatting amicably having eaten our food when a hand tentatively touches my knee. Reflexively spreading my legs in encouragement, it is moved around to my inner thigh and edges a bit higher. Jack, who’s doing the touching, nods to Pete.
Pete starts sliding his hand along my other leg, rougher and bolder than Jack, he quickly reaches my knickers. I open my legs wider, inviting them to explore more freely. Jack has caught up with Pete, and two hands are now edging their way under my silky covering.
“Playground’s open,” I laugh.
They need no more invitation and slide their fingers into my welcoming pussy, stretching me as they both push their way inside of me. Placing my hands over their rapidly hardening cocks I squeeze them firmly, feeling them growing in anticipation. ‘Hard and ready, lovely.’ Runs through my mind. ‘I should not be encouraging them like this,’ I muse.
“Well boys, if you want dessert I suggest we retire to your room,” I announce standing up, rearranging my skirt as I do. Why did I say that?
Pete fumbles with the door card and laughs nervously, but we get in. I strip off my T-shirt, exposing my boobs, as soon as we do.
“These need attention too,” I pout. ‘What has come over me,’ I wonder? But I don’t care.
They’re all over me, hands, mouths, kissing, sucking, tugging. Pete gets behind me, undoes my skirt, pushing it and my knickers down my legs. Fingers quickly explore between my legs. My nipples are being nipped and pulled hard, making me squeal. With fingers in my pussy and me squirming down onto them to get them in deeper.
‘’Come on lads, hardly fair you’re still dressed, get your cocks out,’’ I command. ‘Did I say that!’ Flashes through my mind.
Swiftly they pull their clothes off, exposing average length cocks, and skinny with it!
I kick my shoes off and swan over to the bedroom door, while they finish pulling their jeans off.
“Last one in is a sissy,” I tease.
Leaping onto the bed, I spread my legs wide and wait.
Jack pushes Pete aside as they enter the room together. Jumping on top of me, and with either perfect aim or sheer luck, he enters my pussy in one swift movement. He continues swiftly too, with no attempt at finesse, pumping in and out of my wet sex with gusto. It’s ‘wham bam thank you mam’ and he’s done. He shoots a surprising amount of cum into my pussy, which has no time to run out of it as Pete quickly replaces him inside of me.
Pete uses a slow and gentle rhythm to start, gently feeling his way deep into my cum filled hole, but he quickly increases his pace. I can hear the squelching and splashing noises as his now rapidly thrusting cock expels the cum from inside of my pussy and spreads it around our mounds as they mash together. He grunts and arches himself tensely as he holds himself deep in my pussy, filling it with his warm seed.
Both are finished in less than five minutes, and I’ve only been teased. Their faces are a picture as they stare at me lying on the bed with my legs apart, showing my pulsating pussy with white cum oozing from it to run down my bum.
“That was great, we’ll have to do that again later,” Pete enthuses.
‘’That would be nice, can you be a bit slower next time perhaps, a girl likes to cum too you know,’’ I chastise.
“Will you come to the club with us?” pleads Jack.
“I would love to lads, just let me go back to my room to put some more suitable clothes on, and I’ll meet you downstairs in the foyer at nine-thirty?’’ I suggest. They nod in agreement.
Sauntering past them to the lounge, I gather up my clothes and put on my skirt and T-shirt using my knickers to wipe the cum from my legs and pussy.
“Here lads, catch, you can sell these on eBay,” I say, tossing my sodden knickers to them.
My club clothes are already laid out in my room, comprising only of a red crotchless thong, a red backless dress that is figure-hugging, clingy, and backless with a low-cut neckline. After showering I get dressed and look at myself in the mirror, walking up and down the room a few times, nice, the dress rides up my legs to the bottom of my bum when walking! Adding a coat to wear for the walk to the club finishes my ensemble.
‘What’s making me so excited and buzzing?’ I ponder.
Checking in my coat at the club, the lads gasp as they see my outfit, and most of me too. The dress is barely covering my bum cheeks, having ridden up walking here, and my side boobs are visible too, as is ample cleavage.
The club is busy and packed tight with people, we have to squeeze our way to the bar. My body is being squeezed and fondled too as we ease through the throng, and not only by Pete and Jack, adding to my excitement.
Drinks got, we find a table, it’s clever here you can mark it as occupied, dance, and still sit down after. The music is so loud it is difficult to talk, so for a while we simply watch the crowds dancing and pulsating on the dancefloor. There’s lots of flesh being touched and explored including mine, as Pete and Jack run their fingers up and down my legs.
Standing up and squeezing past Jack, I drag them both to their feet and onto the dance floor. It’s not so much dancing as squirming up against someone and touching them up, as we have observed. Turning my back on Pete and pushing my bum into his crotch, I can feel his cock press against it. He puts his hands around my waist, pulling me into him.
My arms fly around Jack’s shoulders and I plant my mouth onto his, pulling him into me, feeling his cock squeeze against my belly. His hands go to my bum, squeezing and kneading, scrunching my dress up, and exposing my bare bum to John’s crotch.
Pete moves his hands up my belly and is soon cupping and squeezing my boobs, his firm cock pushing harder into my bum. Sandwiched between two cocks, it is bliss!
We squirm around like this, swapping places, smoothing down my dress, and starting over, for what seems like an age.
Pete leaves us for the loo, Jack nuzzles into my neck, hands under my dress kneading and rubbing my exposed bum. Naked for all to see with no Pete behind me.
Another hand reaches under my bum and searches between my legs, finding my wet and runny sex. A finger slides into it, making me gasp in surprise and pleasure, then it’s gone. Replaced by a body firmly trapping me between it and Jack. Strange hands run up my sides and under my dress, squeezing the bare flesh of my boobs. Dragging one out as they leave.
Jack notices I don’t try to put my boob back, so he reaches up and exposes the other. Then spins me around, briefly flashing my boobs, before covering them with his hands, and pulling me tightly against his body, his cock pressing expectantly at my bum. The music quietens and we wander off the dancefloor. Making our way back to the table, adjusting myself as we go. Pete is sitting there grinning, he’s got some drinks in, I need one badly.
“I was watching you, it was a girl who felt up your pussy and boobs, such a bloody turn on. Jack, you’re the man getting them out like that,” he approves. “You were the centre of attention out there Sharon.” There’s that odd taste again, must be a different brand of tonic water than my usual.
We sit the next set out, chatting, or trying to, and watching the gyrating throng.
Then we get to the floor again, doing as before. This time Jack and Pete both move away from me occasionally allowing the throng to have access to me for a few minutes before they close back in. Naughty! Strange hands exploring my body is such a turn-on. ‘What am I thinking’ flashes through my mind, only to be dismissed.
We repeat this throughout the evening, Jack has been to the loo also and now it’s my turn. Leaving the table and squeezing through the hordes, only to have to queue on reaching the toilets. Passing the time listening to odd snippets of conversation, mainly referring to a slut wearing next to nothing, and allowing everyone to feel her up, that one in the red dress. Oops, that’s me!
Sitting relieving myself, I wonder why my knickers are around my ankles, seeing as they are crotchless! On a whim I took them off and hung them on the back of the door, wearing next to nothing now!
Returning to the table, walking straight to the dancefloor, I beckon the lads over. They shake their heads, it’s only me that joins the throng this time. Being instantly swallowed by acres of flesh and letting wandering hands explore my body, I close my eyes, sway with the music and enjoy the moment.
People mash against me, squashing me between ever-moving bodies, boobs, cocks, hands, all are pressing into me. Someone raises my hands above my head and I clasp them together, swaying with the music. Out pop my boobs to be caught and squeezed by hands aplenty. My dress is lifted firmly over my bum and bunched around my waist, now my best bits are on show for all to see.
My naked pussy is being explored and probed, as I am passed around the throng like a plaything. My nakedness is being exploited, boobs, bum, and pussy are all being mashed and prodded. I squeeze myself tighter against the writhing bodies as they explore my pleasure zones. Fingers run across my clitoris and down into my hole, another hand joins it from the rear. Two hands exploring my wet and wanton sex, my boobs exposed and tormented by nips and tugs and bites. My nipples feel like bullets, hard and standing proud. My pussy is oozing juices that run down my thighs.
Fingers work in partnership, fucking my pussy in the middle of the crowd. It’s too much and a quivering orgasm runs through my body. The music is still playing and I am being swept along with it and the crowd. Then suddenly being bent over, and a cock is rammed deep inside of my sodden and welcoming pussy.
He cums inside of me quickly, pulling out, dripping his cum down my legs. Only to be replaced by another rampant organ immediately filling my desperate hole, feeling the cum already inside my pussy splashing and running down my legs, as he mercilessly pounds into me. Another load fills my wanton hole as he cums deep inside of me. As quickly as one cock leaves my pussy, another fills it. A continuous line of cocks entered and left my sodden pussy, pounding and thrusting, leaving their deposits inside of me, mixing them together to flow and run down my legs like a leaking tap.
My body is shaking and quivering as waves of pleasure pulsate through it, orgasm after orgasm flood through my body, everything is a blur.
Then I feel myself getting led back to the table as the music dies, I feel a mess and must look it too, cum running down my legs, my dress soaked in sweat, and cum. Someone has at least put my boobs inside my dress and pulled it back over my bum! It might have been me!
Pete and Jack are speechless.
“Think I need to get back and clean up, will you escort me please?” I mumble.
They dumbly lead me back to the hotel and up to their room. Disappearing into the bathroom, I sit on the loo and let the remains of the cum drain out of me. Then undress and get into the shower, I stay there forever, stunned into silent thought, letting the water flow over me.
Walking into the lad’s lounge with a towel wrapped around me, they eye me up ravenously. Their cocks are bulging in their jeans.
Springing forward they grab me and push me to my knees, the towel slipping off as they do. Springing their cocks from their confines they push them at my face, Jack pushes his into my mouth, and deep into my throat. I gasp as it touches the back of my throat. ‘I’ve never been able to do this before!’ runs through my mind. I gasp for breathe and momentarily panic until Jack slides back out, allowing me to gulp in a vast lungful of air. But there is no gag or choking reaction from my body, and he fucks my mouth as though it were my pussy, cumming deep in my throat. I feel his hot cum slide down into my belly, without tasting any of it. Taking in great gouts of air as he pulls out of my mouth, I could barely breathe when he was deep in my throat and felt as if I would pass out.
Pete pushes me down onto the floor, forcing my legs apart as he lays on top of me, thrusting his cock into my pussy to start fucking me mercilessly. Burning my back as he slides me along the floor with each savage thrust, eventually banging my head against the sofa, stopping my sliding, and giving him the chance to hammer his cock into me deeply.
“God, she’s so loose and wet,” he cries out.
He doesn’t care though as he continues to plunder my aching pussy, hammering into me for all he’s worth. Cumming deep inside my body, filling it with his cum.
“Hey, Pete, how about trying DP? Like on the porn flicks. She’s loose enough,” Jack enthusiastically expounds.
“Yeah, need a few minutes recovery time first.” Pete grins.
I am completely out of it as they drag me into the bedroom and spreadeagle me on the bed. Their fingers begin exploring and stretching my gaping pussy, tugging and pulling at my lips, squeezing my sensitive nub. I lay there wondering why my body is responding with enthusiasm to their ministrations, as my mind is numb.
“Hey, look four fingers go in easy,” Jack shouts with glee, as he starts to finger fuck me.
“You ready now, I am, look,” Pete displays his rigid manhood to Jack.
Jack is ready and lies on the bed, Pete pushes me over him, to straddle his cock, which slides easily into my gaping pussy. Pete gets behind me, positioning his cock and entering my already occupied hole with ease. They soon get into a rhythm, pumping alternately, then slowing and timing their strokes to coincide. Two cocks working as one to fill my aching pussy, stretching me wide with every stroke.
They take it slowly, plundering my sex at their leisure, savouring every stroke as if it is their last. What has happened to their frantic fucking of earlier! It may be because they are both inside of me, as surely it’s strange for them too. It seems to take them forever to cum again, then I feel them quicken their pace, and two loads of warm juice shoot inside of me, filling then overflowing from my hole.
Pete moves around to my face, forcing his wet and limp cock into my mouth. “Clean it slut,” he orders.
I dutifully use my tongue to clean all the mixed juices from his cock and balls, inadvertently bringing him back to full hardness.
“Good girl,” Pete evilly says as he thrusts his cock down my throat once again, and as before I have no trouble with this. Feeling it hit the back of my throat is such a strange experience! Feeling the warm cum slide down my throat is another new sensation too.
I fall to the bed, gasping for air, as he removes his cock from my mouth. Slowly I recover, only to see Jack with his hard cock in his hand looking down at me. His intent is clear, and he pulls me up from the bed and impales my face onto his cock, driving it deep down my throat. Pumping quickly and meaningfully, he cums within seconds, sending a second load into my stomach, withdrawing and pushing me disdainfully away.
They both wander off, leaving me curled up and panting hard on the bed. I hear running water, and realize they are showering.
Eventually, I get up, barely able to stand, staggering and stretching to loosen my tense body.
“Are you OK?” Jack asks. As I wander through the lounge to get my clothes from the bathroom.
“We didn’t mean to…” Pete nudges Jack to be quiet.
“Yes I will be, just need a shower and some sleep,” I reply as I come out of the bathroom, fully dressed if you can call it that!
“At the nightclub, was I fucked on the dance floor?” I coyly ask.
“Not many, we counted at least ten guys, do you. There might have been more, we couldn’t always see you once you were bent over. That was fantastic, no one will believe us,” Pete stammers.
I don’t believe it myself, but know it is true. Leaving them I go back to my room.
Relaxing in my shower for the longest time, slowly coming back to my senses. Remonstrating with myself, what was I thinking, getting carried away like that.
Then my thoughts start clearing and it dawned on me, that first drink they bought me, I knew it didn’t taste right. Then in the club, that drink tasted off too, both were bought by Pete. He must have put something in them, a drug of some sort. It must be that, never in my wildest dreams have I thought of acting like I have tonight!
Bastards. I’m angry for a while, both with myself, for being so naive, and with them. Then I calmed myself and took an honest look at the situation.
Okay, no harm done. I’m still in one piece and they could not have foreseen the gang bang at the club. However, what they did is wrong and they must not get away with it. Perhaps it’s an occupational hazard for me, but they might do it again with a more innocent girl. Not knowing what to do though, I decided to sleep on it.
Sleep has cleared my head, although my pussy is sore!
My decision made, I ring Colin. On hearing my story, he becomes very angry and promises that he will put the lads straight. I do ask that he does not harm them, feeling he easily could the mood he is in. He breathes out explosively.
“That’s not my style,” he expounds. “But be in no doubt they will never do something like this again.”
How much shall I tell Ken about last night I ponder, as I get dressed to go home.
