0 comments/ 22129 views/ 0 favorites Hotel Bis By: romane Une admiratrice m'a écrit me disant avoir beaucoup apprécié l'histoire de l'Hôtel. Elle s'imaginait être la personne me surprenant à la fenêtre. Je lui ai dis que son regard nouveau sur l'histoire m'intéressait et nous avons fini par nous prendre au jeu. Voici donc le récit qui en a découlé. J'espère que cela vous plaira. C'est à toi Gwen. Gwen Je m'imagine, en soubrette juste avec mon tablier et mon godemiché attaché, faisant une bosse sous mon tablier...poser le plateau sur le meuble en passant...venant derrière toi...poser une main sur ta hanche alors que mon autre main caresse ton dos de ta nuque jusqu'à tes fesses...laissant un doigt s'immiscer entre tes fesses et descendre entre tes jambes...pour venir toucher tes lèvres...puis remonter le long de tes fesses, ton dos, traçant une ligne imaginaire le long de ta colonne vertébrale. Mon autre main te massant la hanche et te retenant dans cette position. Ma tête penchée sur le coté, je te susurre à l'oreille de ne pas bouger et de te laisser faire, belle inconnue...puis je te lèche le lobe de l'oreille et le mordille... Ma main de ta hanche se déplace sur ton estomac et très lentement glisse vers le bas pour venir caresser ta petite touffe de poil, un doigt s'étend pour venir à la rencontre de ton bouton, le caressant doucement pour l'exciter...l'autre main passant autour de ton corps, sous ton bras...pour venir titiller tes tétons qui réagissent sous mes caresses...je prends un téton entre deux doigts et le twist gentiment d'abord et un peu plus durement par la suite...le tirant entre mes doigts. De ton bouton, mes doigts glissent vers tes lèvres désormais humide et gentiment je glisse un doigt dans ta chatte chaude, te pénétrant lentement...mon pouce caressant ton clitoris, pressant avec plus d'insistance... Retirant mon doigt, je le porte à ma bouche pour goûter à ton nectar et je souris de plaisir...je pose ma main sur ton dos et te caresse alors que j'avance doucement derrière toi...frottant légèrement mon tablier et sa bosse contre tes fesses... Romane Surprise, au début, ce fut mon corps qui répondit le premier aux douceurs de l'inconnu. A mon grand plaisir, elle ne va pas par quatre chemins. Je sais que c'est une femme à la douceur de ses caresses et surtout dans le ton de sa voix. Un doigt inquisiteur explore ma chatte déjà bien humide. Je gémis doucement en fermant les yeux. Je la sens s'avancer et se coller dans mon dos. Elle porte un superbe godemiché à la taille. Je tremble et ondule du bassin afin d'apprécier l'engin. Plus de doutes n'est permis sur mon inconnu. Une superbe paire de seins se colle dans mon dos. Je ne sens qu'une pièce de tissus que je devine être un tablier. Ma belle inconnue est nue. Elle me pince toujours la pointe des seins alors que son autre main se pose sur mon ventre afin que nous ne fassions plus qu'un corps... Je recule alors, elle toujours collée dans mon dos, sa bouche embrassant mon cou me procurant de doux frissons. Mes mains passent dans mon dos et se plaquent sur ses fesses nues. Comme si la pièce était emplie d'un air de musique, je me mets à onduler langoureusement. Elle reste collé à moi. Sa main abandonne mon ventre et retourne cueillir un peu de cyprine sur ma fleur humide. Son doigt humide remonte, laissant une trace d'humidité sur mon ventre, entre mes seins mon cou et s'arrête sur mes lèvres. Je sens mon odeur, l'odeur de ma chatte, une odeur que j'aime à sentir. J'ouvre la bouche et laisse son doigt glisser dedans. Je le suce avidement. J'ondule toujours. Je suis de plus en plus excitée. Sensation bizarre de danser ainsi dans le noir avec une belle inconnue muni d'un godemiché. Je me retourne... Gwen Sentant ton corps tourné, je retire mes mains de ton corps et les positionnent sur tes hanches...te tirant vers moi pour que nos corps ne fassent qu'un...lentement me bouche s'approche de la tienne et j'embrasses ses lèvres que je vois pour la première fois...mes yeux sont brûlants de plaisir à venir...me mains remontent langoureusement le long de ton dos...mes seins sur les siens...j'ondule mon corps pour mieux sentir la pointe de tes seins durs contre les miens...mon bassin se frottant contre le tien, le godemiché ente tes jambes caressant ton entrejambe...le temps c'est arrêté dans ma tête et je susurre mon plaisir lèvres collées contre les tiennes dans un baiser passionnel. mes lèvres s'ouvrent doucement...et ma langue très délicatement glisse contre tes lèvres...attendant qu'elles s'ouvrent pour venir titiller ta langue...prendre possession de ta bouche...nos langues se caressent dans une danse chargée d'électricité...mon corps se pressant contre le tien...mes seins appuyant contre les tiens...ma respiration devenant de plus en plus haletante...je glisse une jambe le long de la tienne sensuellement...pour te montrer le plaisir que tu m'apportes...mon corps ondule contre le tien de plus en plus vite...mes bras se ferment derrière ton dos et doucement je te soulève pour te porter jusqu'au lit qui est au milieu de la pièce...sur lequel je te dépose doucement, mon corps restant collé au tien...le godemiché entre tes jambes...allongée sur le lit...mon corps glisse contre le tien. Descendant doucement le long de ton corps...les pointes de mes seins caressant ton ventre...ton bas-ventre et glissant sur ta fleur humide et tes lèvres mouillées...ma langue suivant le même chemin, laissant un sillon humide sur ton corps de fée...de ton cou en passant sur un des tes seins et sa pointe puis ton ventre et finalement ta fleur...doucement ma langue prend possession de ta fleur...la caressant...l'excitant...ma respiration est haletante et tu sens sur ta fleur cette respiration... Romane Je tremble, gémis. Mes seins montent et descendent au rythme de ma respiration haletante alors que je vois ta tête entre mes cuisses. Tu commences à me butiner, doucement, du bout des lèvres, de la langue. Je t'entends apprécier la dégustation. Tu glisses un doigt entre mes lèvres ourlées et les écartes afin d'apprécier un peu plus la moiteur de mes chairs. Ta langue me pénètre. Je tremble à nouveau, renversant la tête en arrière et lâchant un long râle de plaisir. Ho cette langue mutine, coquine, divine. Ta bouche gobe mon sexe. Tu me broutes doucement en titillant mes chairs de ta langue de diablesse. Tu pousses de petit soupir de satisfaction. Tu lâches de temps en temps ton déjeuné. Tu me regarde, la bouche, tes lèvres couvertes de ma liqueur. Tu me manges à nouveau. OoooooooH c'est divin. Je me pince les tétons durs comme du silex. Oh ta bouche me rend folle. Je ne contrôle plus le mouvement de ma tête les ondulations de mon bassin. Tu te cramponnes pour ne pas lâcher ton déjeuné. Tout mon être est concentré sur mon sexe et ta bouche qui me dévore. OOOOOOOOO je jouis dans ta bouche. Je saisie ton visage et te force à venir sur moi. Je lèche ma liqueur qui barbouille ton doux visage et embrasse cette bouche qui vient de me faire jouir. Je sens mon odeur dans ta bouche. Le godemiché s'est calé entre mes cuisses. Je bouge mon bas ventre, frottant ainsi ma chatte sur le pieu de latex. Je sens le plaisir revenir. Notre baiser devient plus brûlant. Mon bassin est lancé dans une ondulation folle contre le godemiché. J'abandonne ta bouche et plonge un regard implorant dans tes yeux. -Je suis prête. Prends moi, baise moi, fais moi jouir comme une folle... » Tu me souris et posa tes lèvres sur les miennes... Gwen Je t'embrasse avec force, de nouveau, pressant ma bouche contre la tienne, ma langue virevoltant autour de la tienne. Mes seins se pressent contre les tiens, j'ondule mon corps pour que nos tétons durs se caressent entre eux les rendant encore plus dur et sensible. Mes tétons durs comme de la pierre envoient tout au sein de mon corps des décharges électriques, mugissant de plaisir dans ta bouche, respirant fortement, sentant le plaisir me gagner à toute vitesse. Mes hanches ondulent contre ton corps, je sens le godemiché frotter ta chatte, ton bouton et tes lèvres mouillées, renvoyant à ma chatte des ondes électriques intenses. Je mouille comme une folle, Mes mains posées de chaque coté de ton corps poussent ce corps vers le haut, rompant notre baiser intense. Mes yeux, pleins de plaisir, rivés dans les tiens te regardent et admirent le plaisir qui t'a envahit et qui continue à t'envahir. Je me soulève doucement au dessus de ton corps, le parcourant de mes yeux, admirant tes seins gonflés de plaisir et tes tétons durs comme des silex, ton ventre plat, ton bassin qui ondule pour se frotter contre mon godemiché. Je suis à genoux entre tes jambes, regardant ce corps brûlant de plaisir, chargé d'électricité, implorant de se décharger. Je prends une de tes jambes et la pose délicatement sur mon épaule, révélant ta chatte mouillée de ta jouissance, brillant contre la lumière. Ton clitoris gorgé de sang, pointant implorant que l'on s'occupe de lui... Je caresse ta jambe du pied jusqu'à ton entrejambe délicatement, laissant mes ongles dessiner des lignes sur ta peau. Mon autre main saisit le godemiché et je le frotte sur ton clitoris, tes lèvres...je sens tes hanches se lever pour venir à la rencontre de la tête du godemiché...tu en veux plus...tu veux jouir sous lui...tes yeux m'implorent de te prendre, de te baiser, de te faire jouir...je mouille, je mouille comme une folle voyant ce corps que tu m'offres. La tête du godemiché est mouillée, le tenant dans ma main, mes hanches avancent très doucement et la tête entre centimètre par centimètre dans cette gorge brûlante...je te pénètre doucement...prenant tout le temps du monde pour que tu sentes bien au plus profond de toi l'extase monter... Je suis au plus profond de toi maintenant. Je m'arrête et te regarde...le plaisir monte en moi de plus en plus...le moment est sensuellement très fort puis gentiment mes hanches commencent à onduler d'avant en arrière...te pénétrant et me retirant de ton sexe...la tête du godemiché sortant presque entièrement de ta chatte...puis te pénétrant de nouveau au plus profond de tes chairs...le rythme s'accélère, je rugis de plaisir...te pénétrant de plus en plus rapidement, ondulant comme une folle mon bassin d'avant en arrière mais aussi de coté pour que tu prennes le plus de plaisir possible. Un doigt se pose sur ton clitoris et je le masse tout en te pénétrant rageusement maintenant...frottant ton clitoris de plus en plus vite et avec plus de pression...jusqu'à te faire jouir profondément...mes seins sont durs, ma respiration haletante, ma chatte brûlante et toute mouillée, mes jus se répandant le long de l'intérieur de mes jambes...je te fais jouir...le godemiché frottant et pressant contre ma propre chatte et clitoris...je suis si prêt de jouir moi-même mais je n'ai qu'un but...te donner tout le plaisir que je puisse te donner Romane Je cherche de l'air tellement le plaisir est intense. Une fois que l'air est dans mes poumons je cris mon bonheur et t'encourage à continuer. -Oooooooh, c'est trop bon! Baises moi...» Je noue mes jambes dans ton dos. Je sens le godemiché labourer mes chairs liquéfiés par ta longue et douce préparation. Ton doigt martyrise mon clitoris ce qui me fait encore plus grimper sur mon nuage de plaisir. J'ouvre les yeux pour te regarder. Je suis amoureuse de toi, de ton godemiché. Je ne veux pas que tu t'arrêtes. Mes jambes font pression sur tes fesses t'incitant à continuer ton travail. Ton visage reste concentré, bien que le plaisir inonde les traits. Je vois la pointe de tes seins bander comme deux petits sexes d'ange. Je fais la moue à l'idée de les sucer. Je pose mes mains sur tes hanches afin de calmer un peu ton rythme. Je t'attire doucement à moi. Nos bouches s'unissent en un long et agréable baiser. Je quitte ta bouche et chuchote à ton oreille. -Oh mon amour, tu me rends folle. » Je glisse ma langue sur le lobe de ton oreille. « Fais-moi jouir maintenant. Je suis prête.» Tu te redresses et reprends ton vas et vient. Je prends tes deux tétons entre mes doigts et les torture. Je vois le plaisir envahir ton visage. Tes cris se mêlent aux miens. C'est alors l'orgasme éblouissant. Je t'oublie, j'oublie tes seins et lâche un cri de bête blessé, une bête embroché par un superbe godemiché en latex. Je te sens sur moi, ta bouche sur mon visage, léchant les larmes qui coulent de mes yeux, sur ma bouche. Le doux objet du plaisir est encore dans mes chairs. Je le sens se retirer doucement. C'est également très agréable. Je dévore alors ton visage pour te remercier de tant de plaisir. Je te pousse sur le côté et descend vers l'objet de mon plaisir. Je gobe le godemiché gluant de mes liqueurs. Alors que je suce le piapre de latex, je sens le doux parfum de ta chatte. Je remarque la trace de ta liqueur sur l'intérieur de tes cuisses. Tes doigts massent ma grotte endoloris réveillant un doux désir au creux de mon ventre déjà bien chahuté. Je fais glisser le godemiché le long de tes douces jambes dévoilant un charmant pubis imberbe. J'écarte tes cuisses découvrant à mon tour tes lèvres trempées de liqueur. Lorsque j'y dépose ma bouche, tu lâches un long et puissant râle de plaisir. Je dévore tes lèvres juteuses, plongeant ma langue au plus profond de ta vulve. Quel délicieux nectar? Je suis ivre. Tu jouis à ton tour sous ma bouche. Tu me fais jouir aussi sous tes doigts, plus doucement cette fois. Je m'endors, terminant ainsi ma nuit. A mon réveil, tu n'es plus là, physiquement, mais tu fais parti de moi maintenant. Je sens encore ta bouche, tes mains sur mon corps. Je m'étire dans la lit comme une chatte assouvit, heureuse... Hotel Bonaventure "Well, isn't this a coincidence?" The question came out of the blue for Steven Kirkpatrick, a young businessman with just a little more arrogance than humility, with an inherent sense of entitlement as he navigated his way through the world. He was checking in to his hotel room rather uneventfully as he'd done so many times before. He was caught off-guard as he felt the presence of two people invade his personal space on both sides. He glanced nervously around as he saw the person who posed the question standing dangerously close on his left side and her companion on his right. It was Theresa and her boyfriend Carl, a couple he'd met in his hometown of Philly in an attempt to explore some of his "darker" sexual fantasies. Darker meaning he had an odd obsession with Black sexuality, more specifically he had fantasies of submitting to a sexy Black woman and her lover and being "forced" to do whatever they had in mind. They were a couple that fit that description perfectly with confidence and sensuality oozing from every pore in their bodies and more than just a little experience in manipulating and dominating submissive whiteboys. What they were doing in Montreal, in the Hotel Bonaventure for that matter, was beyond him. He glanced around nervously, afraid that people could read his mind, that they would know his dirty little secrets. "Hey," he said nervously, "what are you guys doing here?" His discomfort was more than apparent and his insincerity was transparent. Carl put his arm around Steven and patted him on the back. "You told us what a hot city Montreal was and we decided to come check it out for ourselves. Who would have thought we would end up staying in the same hotel together? It really is a small world, isn't it?" Feeling a little more relaxed; Steven smiled and realized that no one could read his mind, that his secrets were safe. The fact that it wasn't really a coincidence that Theresa and Carl were there, the fact that they were there to torment and push his buttons was completely lost on him. Momentarily, Steven got a quick thrill thinking about how the three of them had met, of how they had toyed with him and left him wanting more. It was a rather innocuous meeting, one in which they'd met for coffee to size each other up. He'd made promises of how he would do whatever they said, of how he was willing to become some deliciously depraved slut that would endure all sorts of sexual torments in order to fulfill his interracial fetish. For Theresa and Carl however, domination wasn't just a pastime or a fetish, it was a way of life and they proved to be more powerful adversaries than Steven had ever imagined. They essentially told him upon meeting him that he did not meet their criteria for a submissive and they weren't interested in him. Both pissed off and aroused by their comment, Steven went home and masturbated thinking of all sorts of situations in which he would have been made to do things that would make anyone in polite society cringe. "Do be a dear and get our bags and bring them up to our room, won't you Steven? We're in room number 1705." The casual air with which Theresa issued her command made Steven feel about 2 inches tall but there was something thrilling about the fact that she was talking to him like a servant. He felt movement in his pants and the beginning of an erection as the desk clerk offered to have the bellman bring the bags up to their room. Carl declined the offer and insisted that Steven would be more than happy to bring their bags up to their room personally. They walked off, hand in hand, leaving Steven there, dazed and confused, and outraged that they would dare to be so arrogant. Steven hesitated, as he watched the two of them walk away, hand in hand, tempted to yell out, "Take your own fucking bags," but he was paralyzed by the thought of bringing more attention to himself and the hypnotic effect that the pair of lovers had over him. His mind was racing with thoughts of potential outcomes and possible scenarios that could evolve and his desperation to explore his fantasies was far too compelling to ignore. He laughed it off to the clerk and he made some excuse about how they were old friends that always played little jokes with each other and how he was going to play a little joke on them and how he wouldn't mind taking their bags. It was a pretty good job of thinking on his feet considering all the blood was rushing to his cock and not his brain in anticipation of what might be in store for him. He stalled for 15 minutes or more trying to figure out if he could go through it or not. In the end, he made the decision to throw caution to the wind. Steven was ready for some hot sex and it was do or die time. As the elevator rose to the top floor of the hotel, he had second thoughts. So far, all of his fantasies were just that, fantasies. He'd never done anything like what he'd dreamt of and he wasn't sure he could go through with anything. He knocked on the door softly and waited, wanting to run away and never see them again but frozen to the spot like a statue. It took more than a minute but Carl opened the door, wearing a pair of pajama bottoms and it was more than obvious that he was partially arousal. Steven was staring at his crotch as Carl cleared his throat and said, "We knew you would show up. Come in." The seventeenth floor of the Bonaventure was all suites and Steven placed their bags by the door and walked behind Carl to the bedroom. On the bed, naked with her legs spread open, was Theresa, in all of her glorious beauty. Her caramel colored skin looked soft to the touch and her pussy was calling to him to put his mouth on it. He looked at Carl and then at her and awaited instructions. Theresa told him to undress and sit; sounding a little like she was talking to a puppy rather than a man. He undressed quickly, anxious to get things started until he looked up and saw Carl had removed his pajama bottoms and was sporting an erection larger than anything he'd ever imagined. He kept looking back and forth between Theresa's gorgeous pussy and Carl's gorgeous prick. He was captivated by sights and didn't know where to turn. "Yeah man," Carl said, pretending some sort of connection or friendship, "isn't her pussy the sweetest thing you've ever seen. She's gorgeous, isn't she?" All Steven could do was nod and swallow hard, wanting to taste it, wanting to be swallowed up by its soft, sweet folds. Theresa cupped her magnificent C cup breasts and called to Carl to come finish what he had started before Steven interrupted them. Steven grabbed his cock and started stroking it furiously as he watched the two lovers engage in erotic foreplay. Carl drove his tongue inside her and she grabbed his head and held it in place. Steven could smell sex heavy in the air and hear the moans of ecstasy of the lovers as he ate her with skill. It was as if they were performing for him but they were oblivious to him at the same time. She wrapped her long legs around his head and arched her back as she began groaning loudly. He wasn't sure if she was about to cum but he knew damn sure that he couldn't hold back his own load for very long. "Mmmmm, Carl, I want to see him suck your dick, I want to see him get it nice and wet so you can fuck me. Make him suck it baby; make him worship your dick like he's praying at an altar. You know I love when you use whiteboys, it gets me so hot." With that, she started fingering her pussy and playing with her hard, chocolate brown nipples. Carl walked over to the chair where Steven was sitting, stroking his dick. It was only inches from his face and his mouth was watering. He'd never been so close to a real cock before and he could feel his own cock swell even more. He could see all the details: the engorged head with its piss slit glistening with a drop of precum, the thick veins that ran along the shaft, and the dark ebony flesh that held him captivated. His ears were ringing and his heart was about to beat out of his chest. Without notice, Carl grabbed the back of his head and shoved about four inches of his dick in his mouth in one thrust. Steven panicked and tried to pull away but Carl was stronger and held his head firmly in place. Deep inside he craved sucking it. He was powerless against the need to suck that cock; it was calling him, from his soul. Steven shut his eyes, fell to his knees, and sunk into the depravity of being a white cocksucker for black dick. He could hear the taunts and teases of Theresa, urging Carl to make him choke on it as he started to lick and suck that glorious penis. He could feel the force of Carl, pounding his mouth, fucking his face, sliding deeper and deeper in his throat. In that moment, he was just like all the sluts he had seen in porno flicks and he was using every trick in the book he could think of to get that cum. He needed to taste that delicious sperm from those black balls. Carl was getting more forceful, causing him to choke and gag. Steven was moaning on that cock and jerking his own, ready to shoot. He started sucking harder, licking, and deep throating what he could. Without notice, Carl pushed Steven to the floor and stepped back. "Damn bitch, ease up. The night's just begun." For a second, Steven was ashamed that he had been so enthusiastic but he loved the sensation, he craved more. He crawled to the foot of the bed, and watched as Carl lay back and Theresa climbed on top of his dick that was wet with his spit. From his vantage point, he could see the lips of her pussy as they slid down on his ebony dick. Her ass was full and round and it bounced as she rode him. Carl met her with powerful, rhythmic thrusts, driving himself inside her, causing her to moan out again and again. They moved well together, his hands gripping her body, her long legs tensed and muscular, steadying herself as she took every inch. Steven was jerking off and breathing hard. Carl moaned out and in one fluid motion, flipped Theresa over and held her legs up as he prepared to fuck her senseless. "Here bitch, lick her pussy juice off my dick, suck it you dirty little whore." He waved it in front of Steven's face and he dove for it like a starved sissy faggot. He tasted the sweet elixir of cunt juices and precum as his mouth was filled with thick, hard, meat. Almost as soon as he started getting into it again, Carl pushed him away again and placed his dick at Theresa's wet hole. He pushed it in slowly, inch by inch, stretching her, filling her. Steven has never seen anything so erotic in his entire life. "Don't think I'm going to be this gentle when I fuck you. I'm going to fuck you so hard you scream like the bitch you are. Apparently, those words were enough to send Theresa over the edge because she started screaming that she was going to cum. Carl would plunge deeper and she would beg for more. Steven was stroking in time, feeling every thrust somewhere deep in his consciousness. Carl moaned out as he collapsed on top of Theresa, exhausted and drained, emptying his load deep inside her. The rest of the night was a blur of intense sexuality and experiences. Steven's boundaries truly were pushed, his reality altered forever. He flew home from that trip to Montreal, a different man, with a different appreciation for life and for Black sexuality. Hotel Bound I hear voices in the hallway. People knocking asking each other what's going on. Hotel staff saying it's just a momentary black out and shouldn't last very long. I unclip the hangar and throw my shirt back on, not realizing it's now inside out, and step into the hallway and open my door. There are emergency lights on in the hotel hallway so not all is dark. I glance outside and see the two guys across the hall doing much the same I'm doing. Looking around lost. "Wonderful weather huh?" One asks I laugh shyly as I'm apt to do. I'm looking down the hall obliviously, shyly, not realizing when one of the guys jabs his roommate and nods his head towards me. They both notice my inside out shirt and my hard nipples poking at the black material. "Guess it's not safe to take a shower now huh?" One asks. I turn back to look at the pair with a question on my face. One steps across the hall smiling. I step back slightly into my room nervously as he approaches. He leans in and fingers the sleeve of my shirt. "Your shirts on inside out? Where you about to take a shower?" He asks fingering the material. I turn beet red thinking about what I was actually about to do. Glancing to the side where the hangar sits on the edge of the sink. My turning lets the guy see into my room a little further. "What's that light?" He asks spotting the light emanating from my laptop on the bed. Gone to battery power with the lack of electricity. He slips past me as my eyes go wide realizing what's open on my computer. A page on Literotica with a story about a woman bound and submitting like a slut and a picture of a woman getting DPed. My fear seizes me as the guy moves to sit on the edge of the bed looking at my computer screen. A sound seeps past my lips. Sort of a squeak as the guy reads for a moment then chuckles softly to himself. "Hey Ben come here a second." He calls to his friend. His friend comes across the hall, curious about the light himself. I'm too petrified to do anything but stand there and hold the door open like an idiot letting the strangers into my room. The two men are obviously older, business men type. But are still very much in their prime. One has dark brown hair while the other is more salt and pepper. The first a heavier guy, close to bearish, my type, the second, Ben, is leaner. I stand there another squeak coming from my throat. AS the two guys read my screen and look at the pic. They both glance back at me. I must look like a deer in headlights staring at these two guys. "Close the door." The first one says and out of pure instinct I let the door leave me grip closing me into the room with these two strangers. "I told you I heard moaning coming from this room last night." The first stated to Ben. Ben turned to me grinning. "Was that spanking we heard earlier when we were coming back from Dinner? I swear I thought your were getting fucked but good. Were you spanking yourself?" Ben asked. I think I squeaked again. Both men grinned. "You want to make your fantasy reality lil girl?" The first asked. I didn't have a name for him yet. "It'll be one way to keep warm against the cold without electricity." He grinned. He rose from the edge of the bed. advancing on me . I backed up into the wall behind the door. He came to stand right before me. "Come on... say what you want. Were not rapists. Tell us to leave we'll leave." He said hand snaking out to caress my breast. Finger running over the still taunt nipple. My mouth opened and I sighed. "I don't hear her saying no." Ben stated moving to join us. Cornering me in. "She didn't say yes yet either." The first reminded him.... "What were you doing before the power went out?" The first asked. My eyes glanced by the sink that headed towards the bathroom. in the darkness, the only light my laptop, you couldn't really see much in there. Ben turned back and quickly grabbed up my laptop bringing it over to the vanity area. He noticed the hangar on the sink. "I don't get it." "I think I do." The first said suddenly grabbing a nipple between two fingers and pulling and twisting it hard. I gasped, my knees about to buckle. "Is that it. Were you clamping your little nipples?" The first asked. "Answer us... talk lil girl or well leave you to the darkness, alone..." He said. "Y..ye...yesss." I finally managed to say. The first smiled. I could see him smiling in the faint glow from my lap top. "Do you want us to leave?" Ben asked as he friend twisted my nipple again. The pain shot through me. AS well as the ecstasy shooting right to me clit. "N..n.n.n..n.oo.." I squeaked out. "Do you want to get fucked by two hard cocks lil girl?" The first asked then proceeded to grab the other nipple twisting it as well. My back arched in painful pleasure. My pussy getting wetter by the second. "Answer." The first demanded. "yes." I whispered meekly. "Ben hand me the hangar." The first said his smile having gone wicked. "I've always wanted an eager little pain slut. God bless this blackout." The first whispered leaning in and licking my face. He twisted my hard nipples once more and I moaned more at the name then the action. My knees quaking. "Hold the laptop up I want to see this." The first said as Ben handed him the hangar with the other hand. "Let's see is this what you were doing?" The first asked as he released his hold on my nipples. he pulled down the crossover shirt, easily baring my bare breasts and my hard nipples. He quickly and deftly attached the pant clips, one to each nipple and gave the hangar a tug. I moved from the wall. "Yes yes... oh fuck..." I squeaked. "She speaks." Ben laughed. "Lovely voice Hun." The first said holding the hangar. "Lovelier tits. So you like your nipples tortured, you like to spank yourself and you crave to have two cocks inside you. Fuck I must have died and gone to heaven. You like to follow orders... your submissive right? Based on the little I read that you were reading?" He asked. I nodded my eyes going down looking at my breasts. My nipples extending pulled slightly as he held the hanger in his grip. "Good come here." He said tugging on the hanger he started walking back into the room. He walked between the two queen beds. "Sit on the edge of the bed." I sat. "Wow she's really obedient. I didn't know there were really girls like this. Shit man I can't believe this." Ben chimed in. "Not believing our luck either Ben. But I'm taking advantage of it. Lay back little girl." The first said pushing me back with the hanger I laid back. Ben sat the laptop on the edge of the desk so it illuminated us as much as it could. I stared up my chest heaving as the first held the hangar still. With his other hand he started undoing his pants. "You've got me pretty hard already little slut..." He paused as he saw my back arch, my body responding to the word. "Awhhh fuck, submissive, obedient and likes to be a slut. I HAVE died and gone to heaven." The first said as Ben just laughed. The first's hands flew to open his pants and quickly retrieved his hardening cock from inside. Immediately the head was slapping against my lips. "Open up little whore." The first said tugging at the hangar. I groaned and opened my mouth only to have it quickly stuffed with cock. Ben wasn't about to wait his turn either he moved in and started tugging my pants off immediately. He spread my legs and moved to the side so he could use the laptop light to look down at my glistening wet slit. "Fuck she's fucking dripping." Ben commented. Pulling my panties up off the floor from where he had ripped them off and held them up. He took a deep whiff. "Fuck her pussy smells so fucking good." Ben continued to comment and all I could do was moan around the cock in my mouth as it slid slowly in and out of my lips. The first moved up onto the bed. Changing the angle of his entry he knelt over my head. Pushing his dick down into my mouth. "Fuck fuck that's it. Suck it you little whore. Suck that hard cock." He muttered as he fed it to me. More and more when he pushed to the point of making me gag HE groaned. "Fuck I love that sound." He said pulling his cock back a little. I couldn't see Ben anymore but I felt him. Something was now sliding up and down my swollen wet slit. I was so fucking aroused I couldn't tell if it was his cockhead or a couple of fingers. "You like this don't you lil whore. Two strangers taking advantage of you." It was Ben asking. My only response was a moan, before the first made me gag again, and my hips lifting. Legs spreading even wider. Begging for it. "Oh god I could bust a nut just watching her body beg like that." Ben commented then I felt something slide inside my cunt. A finger, to slim to be a cock for sure. My arms stretched out fingers grasping at air as I was skewered. "No no no." The first said dropping the hangar so it flapped against my belly. Pulling at my nipples. He grabbed my arms. "I bet you wouldn't mind being tied up either." He said he scooted back pulling his cock from my mouth and my arms with him. He looked around in the dim light as he pulled my arms up over my head. His hard cock bobbing as he moved. A thumb flicked over my clit and I cried out. Ben reminding me he was there too. The first unplugged the lamp next to the bed pulling the cord up he moved to cross my wrists together and expertly, efficiently and tightly wrapped the end of the cord around her wrist. Effectively tying them together. "Come get a piece of her mouth Ben before we really fill her up." The First said once I was secured by cord. I felt the first slide off the bed and watched Ben move up onto the bed. He knelt over my arms. Pinning them between his legs. His cock was longer, but leaner then the firsts. Both were decent size cocks. Ben laughed a little. "Look at her..." He said to his friend. The first looked at me and laughed as well. I didn't realize I was laying there head tilted back mouth open expectantly, waiting to be filled with cock. The first reached over tugging at the hangar still attached to my nipples. I cried out, back arching even more. "We found a truly precious whore here. Eager lil slut. Shove your cock in Ben. She's waiting so patiently." The First laughed tugging at the hangar again I moaned and then was suddenly gagging as Ben didn't take his time like the first merely tried to shove his hole length down my throat. I gagged and sputtered and still he pushed. PUshing past my gag till I was actually swallowing his cock. My throat muscles coaxing and tightening around him. "Fuck she's swallowing my cock. God damn." Ben exclaimed. My body was jerking a little unable to breath. Swallowing cock. Not even able to gag anymore it was past that point. "Let her breathe Ben." The first said slapping his friends arm as he moved between my legs. Ben laughed pulling out a little I sputtered for air as soon as his cock was past my throat and only in my mouth. "Breathe lil slut." The first said as he slide his hand over my wet cunt. His thumb going to slide over my engorged clit. My body jerked as I regained my breath. The first stole it again. And then Ben was pushing his cock in again. I sucked, gagged and swallowed his cock again. He was quicker to pull out this time. I didn't sputter for breath this time before he repeated as the First fingers my clit making me squirm. "Don't know why I'm buttering you up. You're already slick as a whore can get." The first commented with a feral growl. I felt him move more between my legs. Grasping my ankles he lifted them up into the air. Keeping them spread a little but directly up in the air. I couldn't see anything but Ben's balls dangling as he fed me his cock over and over again. But soon enough felt The First's cock sliding up and down my slit. The bulbous head teasing. I nearly bit Ben's dick as the First swiftly impaled me. Burying himself easily into my slick cunt. "FUCKING TIGHT BITCH." The first cursed as he held himself buried. "Fuck don't bite." Ben cursed at nearly the same time. I retracted my teeth which had only nipped him and Ben quickly pulled his cock from his mouth. "Sorry I'm sorry." I said but I was moaning more then anything with the cock buried in my aching cunt. Ben held his cock at the base and slapped the spit coated thing against my face a couple times. "Bad lil whore." He scolded playfully. The first groaned as my cunt contracted around his cock at the word whore. "Ohh fuck that's good. Ohhh what a fucking filthy whore find you are." Ben said pushing his cock even further into me to the point of almost pain. I groaned. Head falling back. Mouth open Panting. "Let's skewer this bitch." The first said groaning again as my pussy convulsed. Soon enough Bens cock was pushing into my mouth and before long they had found a simple rhythm Ben pushing down into my throat as the First withdrew. Ben pulling out as the First slammed in. The hangar bounced on my tummy pulling at my nipples as the two men slammed into me again and again. Back and forth. Once in a while the First's thumb would graze my clit and my whole body would spasm. But he wouldn't do it long enough to bring me even near the edge. Between clit grazing they were both grunting. Once and a while the First would throw in the name calling making me convulse around him. Finally Ben pulled out. "I need to take a break or I'm gonna cum in her mouth. And according to the picture. This isn't all she wants." Ben said nodding at my laptop. He lifted his leg and slid off my arms which were still bound over my head. "True true..." The first said with a smile. He moved laying over the top of me. "But I just can't get enough of this slutty pussy. You're gonna have to take the ass.... first." The first said rolling me on the bed till I was on top of him. "Ow." He said pushing me to sit up a little once he was on the bottom. "Ohk these need to come of now." He said unclamping the hangar. I hissed as blood rushed back to my slightly flattened nipples. I cried out as the First latched onto on sucking it into his mouth making the blood run faster, more painfully. My head flew back my arms flopping so my bound wrists actually flopped on my face. "You love it lil slut." The first said and laughed as my pussy convulsed. "You gotta feel this Ben.... Get in her ass and feel what happens when we tell her what a fucking... dirty... whore...she is." The first grunted thrusting up into my cunt with each word feeling it quiver and shake around him. He reached up to my arms pushing them together so they were straight up to the sky. Wrist still bound together. "Say it... tell me what a dirty whore you are." "I'm a fucking dirty cock hungry needy slut whore." I say as the First smiles at me. He pulls me down atop him still thrusting up into my wet cunt his hands slide down to my ass and pull. Spreading my ass cheeks. "Do it Ben. Let's fulfill this sluts dream. No... lets fulfill this sluts need." The first moaned. I could feel Ben move up behind me. But what I felt at first was definitely a finger moving smearing some of my juices, collected in my inner thigh smearing over my lil rosebud. A finger pushed in. "Fucking tight lil whore." Ben whispered then gasped as he felt me tighten even on just the one finger. "Holy shit that's gonna be tight." He exclaimed clearly excited. The first was alternating between thrusting and sucking my aching hard nipples. still holding me open. Soon enough I could feel the head of Bens cock pushing at my back door. My toes curled as my wildest fantasy was about to come true. Two cocks inside me. He pushed, I tried to relax, but still there was slight pain as he pushed into me. I felt the pop as he head made it past the outer ring of my anus. Then I cried out as he pushed deeper and I could feel the two cocks rub along each other separated only by a thin layer of flesh inside me. "Holy fucking shit." I cried and the two men laughed as it was the most vocal I'd been. "Dream come true little whore." The first whispered before biting my nipple. My head snapped back and I screamed again and just then all the lights and the TV came blaring on as the hotel's power was restored. But I didn't even notice as I was lost to the sensation of two cocks filling me. Soon enough they found a rhythm again. Thrusting in each hold Ben shoving my shoulders down as he thrust in. I came within four strokes. Crying out as they continued to ram me. Ben soon followed as my body spasmed around them. The first had the most stamina off us all. Still thrusting even as Ben pulled out and stumbled to the other bed to collapse on the end of it. He rolled me over again and pulled out standing up. I was still spasming as he jerked his cock off. "Real whores would rather I cum on you then in you." The first said as he shot his load. It hit my thighs. My tummy and I just laid there and took it. Finally he finished and collapsed on the bed next to me. After a long while of only our breathing and the TV noise filling our room the first spoke. "Where here till Friday you?" "Thursday." "Only one more night then." The first said.... "Shit give me a little while and we'll try this again. I ain't gonna just walk away from a nice whore like you. I'm gonna take all I can get. Right Ben?" The first asked. Ben groaned. I turned arms still bound above my head to look at him. "I'm game... but can I ask what your name is.... I know he's Ben but.... you never said....he never said..." I asked looking like a slutty lil naive girl, bound, cum covered but quizzical. The first smiled at me. "Juan.... but you can call my Papi......"