0 comments/ 70606 views/ 7 favorites The Cuban Hooker By: sweetlinda My main fantasy has always been, for as long as I can remember, to be a slut at the beck and call of a guy; to be used and abused according to his whim. Most of my stories reflect this and I decided to go one step further and actually write a story in which I was a prostitute. Having visited Cuba, for scuba diving purposes, I had seen the ‘Jineteras’ plying their trade in the streets and on the beaches. Most of them were young, slender, beautiful young girls between 18 and 25 and my husband just couldn’t take his eyes off them. It was these memories that gave me the idea to base my story in Cuba. I have also undertaken, for the sake of the story, a body transference. I had considered writing with the girl in the third person; but I would not have enjoyed writing it like that as much as I did writing it as ‘me’. However a white skinned, red headed English girl does not conjure up the image of a Cuban prostitute. I have therefore undergone the body transference to become a 19 year old, tall, dark skinned, dark haired mulatto Cuban. I especially enjoyed losing 10 years from my age….. As I stretched my dark skinned body out on the hot, golden sand beneath me I could feel the cool Caribbean breeze flowing gently over my firm body and welcomed it in the heat of the afternoon sun. My tiny white bikini that barely covered my pussy and nipples, and failed entirely to cover my bum cheeks, was provocative in the extreme and is why I chose to wear it on this particular day. It had been a gift from one of my regular American clients who flew in 4 or 5 times a year, via The Bahamas, to sample a week of sex amongst the many ‘Jineteras’ that were available to tourists in the many nightclubs, streets, bars and beaches of President Castro’s 21st century Cuba. The trade of the Jineteras, which translated means ‘horse riding’, was on the increase since the Soviets had broken off relationships with Cuba at the collapse of communism there. The people of Cuba had become even poorer than they had been before. I and my family included. However, with our President encouraging us to obtain American dollars and opening shops especially for us to spend them in, my trade was paying off very well and I could now earn enough money in one night to send back home to my family to feed them for a month. All I had to do was give a few blow jobs and get fucked several times in one night and I was ‘rich’ in Cuban standards. I knew that by lying on the hot beach and showing my body to the passing foreign punters I would be in for another money earning afternoon. At 19 my body was ripe for plucking and fucking and my long, dark hair that threaded down over my brown shoulders served to highlight the clear mulatto skin on my body. I had the looks that the white tourists so desired and for which they were more than willing to part with their hard earned US dollars. I could easily command $50 for a quick blow job and fuck; many were willing to pay double that to do it without a condom. I never let a guy fuck me without a rubber jacket but I was more than willing to have him unload his cum into my slender mouth and have it slide down my throat into my stomach. Not just for the extra dollars it brought me but because I enjoyed the feel of all that hot sperm erupting into my mouth. If a client could not afford the extra to cum in my mouth, most preferred to pull their throbbing cocks from my cunt, pull the rubber off and have me wank them to completion over my dark skinned body. The sight of the white cum as it spurted over my tanned skin usually drove the punters wild and they would usually cum back for more a day or two later. As I lay there on the hot sand, contemplating my life, my thoughts travelled briefly back to my childhood in Moron in the Region of Ciego De Avila; some 5 hour’s drive from Havana and the city I had now made my home. I had been born Arelys Yeniset Pulido to my poor Cuban parents who had etched out a meagre living working the sugar mills that were now mostly defunct. I had planned on a career in the tourist industry which was, at that time, beginning to flourish along the sandy coastline on the north of the island. I had concentrated hard on learning my English so as to obtain a job in one of the many hotels then being built an hour’s drive to the north. However, although I had worked briefly as a bar girl I had left home at 18 when my cousin told me he was driving to Havana to look for work. Along with two of his friends I had climbed aboard the 1955 bel-air Chevy Rag-top armed with $100US tucked in my panties; tips I had saved from working as a barmaid in the Spanish owned Cayo Coco Hotel up on the coast. The Canadian tourists had been generous to the ‘dark haired beauty’ when I had laughed and joked with them in English as I poured them their beers and their rums. The more I poured them the bigger the tip. Two days after my 18th birthday I had spent the night getting fucked by two of them in their room. It was the night I lost my virginity but gained $100US. I hadn’t gone to their room for money. I had gone there because I liked them, they had made me laugh as they flirted with me, and I had decided, by the end of the evening, that I wanted sex with them. I wanted those two handsome young men to be the ones to deflower me. It had been a wild, sexy night as first one, then the other, had fucked their stiff cocks into my mouth and pussy before unloading their hot semen over the dark skin of my belly and tits. My almost black nipples, hard and firm, had been sucked and pinched by one of them as the other had opened my cunt with his mouth and licked me until I was screaming at them to fuck me. The drink I had consumed reduced the fear of any pain that I may have received as the first cock plunged into my virgin slit and, to my surprise; the pain was hardly noticeable as that huge cock rammed forcefully into me. Before he came he had pulled his cock from my wet cunt, removed the condom, and exchanged places with his friend who had been fucking my mouth with his naked cock. His friend’s cock had slid into my cunt a lot easier and the thrill I got from this fuck increased as I had, by then, relaxed my body without the fear of the pain that I thought I would get as I got fucked for the first time. I had remained in their room all night as the last bus from the hotel to my home had long gone. The following morning I had been awoken by the feel of a stiff cock pressed against my lips and, on opening my eyes, had seen both men stood above me, hard cocks in their hands and both of them rubbing the tips over my lips and face. Once I was wide awake I had sucked on both cocks, one at a time, while I had rubbed my clitoris hard and fast to achieve my very first orgasm. While I sucked one cock I had wanked the thick shaft of the other as both men stood smiling down at me, their eyes aglaze with the pleasure my mouth and hand was bringing to them. One at a time they had spurted their hot cum into my mouth and that first taste of male seed sent trembles through my body and I knew that I would be sucking many more cocks in the future. I had showered and dressed and was about to head off for the bar to start my morning shift when one of the Canadians pressed some money into my palm. “Just a little thank you from both of us babe.” He had muttered. I remember I had felt a little awkward at taking the money but money was so important to a poor Cuban girl that I just murmured a quick ‘thank you’ and headed from the room. I tucked the money into the pocket in my skirt and it was during that morning shift I decided that a career as a waitress was not for me. If I could get all those dollars just for sucking cock and opening my legs then that was what I was going to do. I remember the statement that Castro had given out when debating the prostitution issue; ‘Cuban women are not prostitutes because they are poor and need the money.’ He had said in his gruff voice. ‘They are prostitutes because they like to make love. Cuban women are the most educated and the most healthy on the market’ At the time I had thought ‘what a load of bullshit.’ Now I wasn’t so sure it was. It had been a month later that I had made the long journey to Havana to start my new career. That had been 9 months ago and now, here I was, lying half naked on a sun drenched beach; the bank account that Fidel had allowed us Cuban’s to open for our American dollars looking fairly healthy and waiting for more to be paid in. My family back in Moron were eating regular meals again without having to touch their ration books in order to survive, and I was living a life that I enjoyed. It wasn’t all a bed of roses but the money and the good times I had fucking the tourists satisfied my high sexual needs as well as keeping me in a fairly good life style. These factors outweighed the odd occasions when I had a ‘bad’ client that turned out to be a little brutal towards me but; I was pretty, my body was good and I was in a position to pick and choose my clients. As I lay day dreaming beneath the hot Cuban sun, my slender dark skinned body absorbing the rays and creating tiny droplets of perspiration that ran slowly down my stomach to my naval; my mind travelled back to the wonderful experience I had gone through just 3 nights earlier. I had already seen 3 punters during the day; back in the casa I favoured for my illegal exploits; guys that had approached me on the beach or on the Malecon waterfront where the regular punters knew they were sure of finding a girl. They had all been good fucks and two of them had given me orgasms that had sent lovely trembles rippling through the inside of my pussy. The third had been good but he came very quickly over my dark, smooth skinned face and his cum had tasted unusually salty as some of it slid down my throat and into my stomach. After the third punter had left I had made my way to the flat I shared with two other hookers, both hot blooded Cubans who were only slightly older than me. We never ever took punters to the flat as the police had the power to seize the premises where girls were working. Most ‘Jineteras’ took their clients to a casa unless they were fortunate enough to get into the guys hotel room. The casas were owned mostly by foreigners who rented each room out on a $25 - $30 per visit basis and it was the punter that paid for the room along with the fee for the girl. The frequent crackdowns on the drug and prostitution areas often saw the casas taken away from the rich owners who then brought another building and turned that into more casas. Mostly the police could be paid off to leave them alone but now and again our President would order a crackdown and he wanted to see results. The working girls themselves were also warned during these crackdowns and after three warnings for ‘vagrancy’ they could find themselves in jail for up to 8 years. I had been lucky so far and had never received a warning. Largely due to the fact that I was pretty, had a great body, was a damned good fuck and also had the district police chief as a regular non paying client. Back at the flat I found myself alone to shower in the old, cracked bath with its cracked and missing tiles and very often cold water. The flat itself was sparse in its décor and furnishings comprising of three beds, all in one room, a table and some very wobbly wooden chairs. The glassless windows overlooked the narrow street with its cracked pavements and dirty buildings that had not seen paint in my life time. The American embargo had taken its toll over the years and it was the Cuban people that suffered far more than the Government that it was intended to hurt. My plan was to go to the disco in the Hotel Comodoro, when it opened at midnight, to seek out my punters for the night ahead. I had several hours ahead of me before it opened so I decided to get some sleep in anticipation of a long night ahead. I awoke at 11.00pm and found my room mates were already changed in readiness for the night ahead. My sleep had been so deep I had failed to hear them come home, failed to hear them shower and failed to hear them prepare some food. I slid from my bed and grabbed the hot coffee that Nicey handed to me with a smile that told me I looked like I needed it. I said thanks as I put the small cup to my lips and sipped at the hot, black liquid inside. Maria, my third flat mate, was just leaving through the old wooden door dressed in knee high boots, short fake leather skirt and a top that hid nothing of her large breasts that were such a turn on for some of the guys looking for a ‘big titted bitch’ to fuck. I said ‘have luck and stay safe baby’ as she smiled and left for the waterside playground. Nicey continued to dress as we chatted about the day and I ate some of the cold rice and beans that the girls had left for me. By 12.15 I was dressed in a tiny white thong that only just covered my slightly hairy pussy in the front and then slid comfortably into the crack of my bum at the back. The tiny short, white, skirt was decorated with silver motifs down one side whilst the other side was slit almost up to the wide black belt that ran through the thin loops at the top; more for decoration than for support. My naked breasts were covered in a matching white tube that hugged them tightly and forced my black nipples to strain at the thin material pressing against them. On my feet I had chosen a pair of white sandals that were both comfortable and sexy with the thin thongs wrapping around my ankles. The only jewellery I had put on was a small gold dolphin pendant on a gold chain around my neck. Not expensive but it looked good against my dark mulatto skin. The imitation gold watch around my left wrist showed me it was time to head off to the disco to find myself a good looking punter. I usually managed to fit in three clients during the early morning hours but very often the first punter would book me for the remainder of the night. It was good when that happened as they usually paid well and it saved me the different trips back and forth to the disco. The walk to the Hotel Comodoro took about 15 minutes through the old, but vibrant, streets of Havana. I could feel the many male eyes focusing on my slender body and sexy outfit. A large number of them were foreigners who were just there for the girls and I had, on occasions, been approached by a prospective punter as I meandered through the dirty streets, and had taken him to a casa for an hours fucking and cock sucking before continuing on to the hotel. About 5 minutes away from the disco I met up with another working girl who I had known for a few months and we continued the walk together; bringing each other up to date with our lives since we had last met. Once at the hotel I headed for the narrow street down the west side to the entrance of the disco. A long queue of young men were waiting to gain entrance but these were mostly local Cubans or tourists that didn’t know that if you had American dollars you could go straight to the front and gain almost immediate access. We headed for the front and stood in a short queue of girls waiting for a punter to take them in. Girls could not get into the disco unaccompanied and a guy would be asked to escort a girl inside. We paid for our own entrance and once inside just left our escort and mingled with the young crowd of dancers. A tall Frenchman escorted me into the courtyard and across to the disco entrance. His eyes were all over my body as we walked through but, once inside, we parted company without him asking me to go back somewhere with him. He would have a few drinks first, check out the talent available and then, if he wanted a fuck, he would choose a girl that suited his present mood. Most guys didn’t have to do much choosing as the girls would usually approach the guy they fancied getting fucked by and offer to take them to a casa or maybe back to the punters hotel. Maria, the girl I had joined up with on the way, grabbed a couple of soft drinks and we sat at a table to take in the loud, vibrant Cuban music that echoed around the dimly lit disco. The dance floor was packed with young dancers strutting around and showing off their talents. A few were already quite drunk from visits to the many bars around the city; but only the men. Few working girls allowed themselves more than a couple of alcoholic drinks as we needed to keep our senses well tuned at all times. For the first 15 minutes I just sat back and took in the twisting and turning of the dancers and savouring the music that vibrated around the room. My eyes were seeking out possible clients all the time and, as I said before, I knew I could be choosy as most of the guys would willingly pay $50 to fuck my dark skinned body. But first they needed to ply themselves with drink and just take in the sight of so many lovely, part naked females. Maria was asked for a dance and she slid gracefully onto the floor to begin gyrating her hips in a manner that screamed out that she was available for a fuck. She had only been away from the table for 2 minutes when Jim sat down beside me. I had seen him earlier just a few moments after entering the disco and had made a mental note to keep my eye on him with a view to checking out if he was up for a good fuck with a pretty Cuban hooker. I was soon to find out he was; and more than just a quick fuck in a casa. He introduced himself the moment he had sat down and I had a feeling that Jim was his real name. Some guys used their real forenames other’s invented one for the evening. The girls usually took on a working name but I had chosen to keep my own forename and never gave out my surname to a punter. I looked into his sexy eyes, hidden partly by his designer spectacles, as he began to chat nonchalantly about the music and the atmosphere and ‘What was my name?’; the usual small talk to break the ice. I had noted his tall muscular body earlier and his short light coloured hair suited his features perfectly. I introduced myself, in answer to his question, and he wasted no time in telling me what he was after. I could tell he was an experienced punter and was familiar with the Cuban style of getting a fuck for the night. However this was not going to be an ordinary night. Not for me anyway. Once he had established that I was available he asked if I wanted a drink and headed for the bar to bring back a beer and a dark rum and coke for me. Once seated again he began to tell me he was from a place in Missouri called Camdenton, that he had flown in 2 days before from the Bahamas along with two friends from his home town. They were there for a week of drinking, beach fun and sex. As he talked I slid my chair back from the table to allow me to stretch my long, mostly naked, legs out in front of me. My skirt had ridden up and the white front of my thong was clearly visible to his roving eyes. He reached his hand down and started to stroke my knee and to tell me I had fantastic legs. A lot of girls would have pulled his hand away explaining there was no touching until the dollars had been handed over. I allowed it to stay there; partly because I felt this guy had the funds to pay a good rate and partly because I enjoyed his touch. I visibly opened my legs a little and his hand slid slowly upwards towards my panty front. I teased him for a short while until his fingers were about to touch my thinly covered pussy before pulling his hand away and telling him, sexily, that the night was young yet and he could go there later if he wished. It took him another 10 minutes before he started to give me an inkling of what he wanted from me. He started by pointing out his two friends who were propping up the crowded bar and getting their ticket punched regularly as they downed the cool beers served to them. No cash was handed over in the bar of the Hotel Comodoro disco. Like many clubs it worked with a card that was punched when a drink was purchased and then the card was totalled on departure and payment made then. If you lost the card then a standard $50 fee applied. This made the hotel a large profit every evening as many cards were usually lost during the course of the night. The Cuban Hooker I looked in their direction and noted that they were both young, handsome, body building type of guys. Jim continued by telling me that the three of them had a desire for group sex. My pussy began to get moist as he continued with telling me their desires. I established that by group sex he meant his two friends, himself, and me. The thought of having these three guys fucking me was beginning to stir my pussy, tucked tightly beneath the white thong. I had only once ever had more than one guy; and that was the night I lost my virginity back in Cayo Coco. I had never had three. The idea certainly intrigued and excited me but, at this stage, I was not going to sound too keen. There was good money to be made here. Once Jim had established that I may be interested in the idea he beckoned his two friends over and they sat down with their beers and smiled at me. Jim motioned to the taller of his friends and introduced him as Curtis. The other hunk sat opposite me was introduced as Hank. Idle chatter followed for a few minutes as the two guys said hello to me and made general comments about the music and the weather in general. I interrupted the small talk by saying, in a non business like manner; “I understand from Jim that you guys want to fuck me in a foursome?” They were not taken aback by my bluntness, or embarrassed in the slightest, and that told me that it was likely that they had done this a few times before. “That’s correct Arelys.” Replied Hank as he took a swig from his bottle. “If your interested; how much?” “How long for?” I asked softly and sexily. “The whole night babe.” It was Curtis who replied to my question. “Get me another rum cola and I’ll think about it sweety.” I said in an effort to stall for time. I needed to do some detailed calculations that would bring me in as much money as I thought I could get from them. Curtis headed for the bar and I carried out some mental arithmetic. Normally I could have expected three tricks during the night at an average of $50 a fuck. I felt that to charge these three eager guys $150 each was quite reasonable and, knowing they were old hands at this game and would bring my first quote down a lot I waited for Curtis to return before telling them it would cost them $200 each for full sex and blow jobs. It was obvious they had already decided roughly what they were willing to pay before hand and Jim took over the bargaining as he took a gulp from the new bottle that Curtis handed to him. “Well Arelys.” He began. “We have a room in this hotel so we won’t need to use a casa. I have already arranged for the concierge to let us in with a girl. How about we agree on $300 in total but to include a good arse fuck as well?” Jim’s bluntness took me aback slightly as most guys would have referred to it as simply ‘anal’. I smiled at the three guys now leering at me around the table in eagerness for my reply. I thoroughly enjoy a good fuck up the arse but I was not going to let on. Instead I lied a little. “I don’t usually take it up my arse guys.” I replied using the same type of vocabulary that the conversation was taking. “But if you insist on fucking me in the arse then I will have to ask for $500?” The three looked at each other before Jim counter offered me $400. For one night’s sex with these three handsome hunks I would have taken half that. “$400 it is then. Lead the way sir’s.” I replied in my sexiest voice. The remainder of the beers, and my rum cola, were downed in a few seconds and Jim led the way out of the club, stopping to pay the cards on the way, and out into the warm still air of the street. The entrance to the hotel could not be reached through the disco so we made our way around to the front where Jim duly handed some dollar bills over to the concierge before we headed up to the room. Once inside I was handed a wad of notes that I quickly counted to establish the $400 was all there and slid it into the tiny white clutch bag that I carried. At the same time I removed a handful of different coloured condoms and dropped them onto the dresser. “I’m going to trust you guys to put these on when you fuck my arse or cunt.” I looked at them as they all nodded ascent and I felt that I could take them at their word to do this. With the transaction out of the way I could now concentrate on the pleasures ahead both for the guys and for myself. I had been thinking of the fuckings I was going to get from the three guys as we had made our way to the room. I had felt the moistness starting to rise within my slit and I felt sure that I was in for a wonderful night. I headed for the bathroom to freshen up and have a pee and while I sat there I thought over Castro’s remark about Cuban prostitutes and decided that he was, in my case anyway, partly right. I wasn’t in the hooker game just for the money now. Originally I had been but not now. Plainly and simply; I enjoyed sex. My hand crept down between my legs as I sat there and my finger began to gently rub my clitoris. The thought of the night ahead was certainly sending a thrill through my body and mind as my finger started to send a thrill through my pussy. I stopped what I was doing to myself, wiped my slit with a piece of paper and pulled my thong back up to my hips. After checking myself in the mirror I re entered the bedroom to find the 3 men I was about to get fucked by sitting around with a beer each and passing a thickly rolled joint to each other. As I entered Jim asked if I wanted a beer to which I refused politely but moved over to him to take the joint from his hands and inhale deeply and slowly before passing it to Hank. Once in my lungs the relaxing affect of the drug sent a nice feeling up to my brain as I sat on the edge of the bed so as to face all three men. My skirt was up around my hips almost and my thong covered pussy was in plain view of the onlookers. Unlike a quick fuck back in a casa, where I would have stripped off almost immediately, I knew that the long night ahead meant that things could be taken slow and easy. A second suck on the joint followed as we all began to chat and relax ourselves. For about 20 minutes the three of them spoke briefly about the towns they came from, Hank and Jim both from Missouri whilst Curtis hailed from Florida. They talked about their previous visits to Cuba; and I gave them a brief history of my life. All this was intended to get to know each other a little and eliminate the business side of the evening. After 20 minutes the desired affect had been reached and we all felt relaxed and comfortable and had adopted a ‘friends’ attitude to the proceedings. Although I knew they had all been with a hooker in the past; all three of them seemed a little reluctant to make the first move. ‘Maybe they had never done it with the three of them together before tonight’ was the thought that crossed my mind. I decided to take the first step myself. Smiling across to the three men I slowly pulled the thin top over my head and exposed my well developed tits with their hard, black, nipples. Throwing it onto a small stool in the corner I rose from the bed and approached Jim. Hank and Curtis were sat either side of him and all three watched me intently as I glided across the small room and dropped to my knees in front of him. His legs were traditionally open and I slide between them and immediately started to rub the front of his jeans. His cock was already hard inside and I knew that it was the sight of my tits and body that had aroused him. I rubbed the hard cock for a few minutes as I looked him deep in the eyes with a sexy smile on my face that told him how much I wanted to feel his cock inside me. Curtis and Hank settled themselves back in their chairs in readiness to observe what was going to develop. My fingers deftly slid the zipper of Jim’s jeans down, released the belt buckle, followed by the button holding the top of the jeans together. I then opened the entrance to expose his boxers and his hard cock poking against the blue cotton material. The fly hole of his boxers was held by a small white button that I slowly flipped open and reached inside for his cock. It had grown even harder in the short time it had taken me to reach it and it now sprang free and stood upright from his groin. It was big. It was very big. My eyes must have visibly shone at the sight of it and my fingers wasted no time in running themselves up and down the thick shaft. Licking my index finger I then ran it over the tiny slit at the head of the cock in front of me and I felt, and saw, a tiny drop of pre cum form beneath my finger. As I lowered my head to lick the juice from the tip of his cock I looked up at Jim’s face from beneath my long, dark eyelashes and saw the look of pleasure come into his eyes as my mouth encircled his thick shaft. With lips clenched tight together I slid my mouth fully over the stiff cock and took it in as far as I could before it touched the back of my waiting throat. I gave it a little scrape with my teeth as I slid my mouth back off and then back on again. I began to bob my head up and down as I very slowly started to mouth fuck Jim’s big, hard cock. My eyes remained fixed on his face and I enjoyed the look of pure pleasure that emanated from it as he felt the delights of having my mouth around his huge cock. I couldn’t get it all into my mouth without holding my head back and deep throating him; but that would cum later. For now it was just a tormenting blow job to start him off for the evening. I had no intention of letting him cum just yet. As if he read my thoughts he looked down at my upturned face and with a broad smile spread across it he murmured. “Don’t worry sweet thing. I can hold back for a long time yet. I will also be cumming at least twice before you leave in the morning.” I smiled back at him as I slid my lips from his shaft; “ I certainly hope you do Jim. I’m in the mood for lot’s of lovely spunk tonight. From all of you.” I turned to look and smile at Hank and Curtis who were sat rubbing the front of their trousers. They had refrained from taking their cocks out and were content just to rub themselves while they watched me suck Jim. I slowly got to my feet and told them all to get naked. I stepped back and was about slide my skirt off when Hank stepped forward and told me to stop. “I’ll do that for you babe.” He murmured. “But only after I have tasted your cunt through that thong.” The harsh word he used sent a little tingle through me as I too love to use and hear words like that in the bedroom. I sat on the edge of the bed, opened my legs, and replied; “Come and get it then baby.” Hank dropped to his knees and clasped my long, dark legs in his hands and began to rub my smooth flesh with his hardened palms. They gradually moved upwards towards my waiting cunt hidden beneath the thin material of my thong. My skirt was already around my waist and his fingers were soon touching the insides of my groin. His head suddenly dropped and I felt his mouth suck hard on the material taking it into him as he tasted the juices that waited for him. I let out a small moan and closed my eyes briefly to savour the sensation better. He continued to suck through my panties as my juices began to build up inside me and my hands reached down and touched his head in an effort to push it harder into my cunt. But he held it back and continued to torment my slit through the material. I looked up at the other two men who were now both naked and touching their own cocks gently as they watched me getting my pussy sucked out. Curtis moved to the bed and climbed on to it to kneel behind me. I felt his stiff cock press against the small of my back as his arms encircled my body and his hands gripped both of my tits in their tight grasp. He began to massage them in circles, stopping occasionally to pinch at my nipples, before pressing even harder on the firm mounds in his hands. His mouth was planting little kisses and nips on the side of my neck; which served to send tingles down my spine. I knew then that these guys were not just going to fuck my brains out; they were going to pleasure me. They were as interested in giving me pleasure as much as they were eager to get pleasured themselves. This was the type of fucking I really enjoyed and I felt my juices flow even harder through my panties and into Hank’s waiting mouth. I looked across at Jim, stood alone with his cock in his hand and slowly stroking it. I motioned with my head for him to come over to the bed. My open mouth told him I wanted him to slide his cock into it again. My hands were slightly behind me holding my body up as I sat in a reclining position leaning back onto Curtis’s cock behind me as he continued to massage my tits and kiss my neck beneath my long dark hair. I felt Hank’s hands grip the elastic around my panties and pulled the elastic to one side in order to expose my naked cunt to his lips. Once my pussy lips were free of the material his tongue dived into me and my scream was muffled by Jim’s huge cock as it slid firmly between my open lips. This was sex at its best. A cock pressed against my back, my tits being massaged hard, a stiff tongue flicking at my wet cunt and a huge cock fucking in and out of my mouth. I let my body fully relax and settled down to enjoy the sensations that were flooding through my body. I took the base of Jim’s cock and began to massage it as the remainder fucked into my tight mouth in long, slow strokes. I tilted my head back and opened my throat to take the whole length inside me. I was sure I could do it and was gratified when my lips touched Jim’s balls and I knew the whole length of his cock was in my mouth. I started to move my head in rhythm to Jim’s thrusting so that I was in time with him; as he pulled out I pulled out; as he pushed in I pushed in. This was one of the best mouth fucks I had ever experienced and I was loving every minute of it. I looked up into Jim’s eyes and again he informed me that he could hold back for a long time yet. My tits were feeling wonderful and my nipples were now rock hard in Curtis’s hands; his lips still planting tiny kisses around my neck as he held my long dark hair to one side. Hank’s tongue was now licking up and down my cunt slowly and erotically, pausing for a moment to stiffen and dive into the wetness of my slit, then back to the slow licking. Every now and then, on the upward stroke, the tip of his tongue would touch my clitoris and my body would physically jerk with the pleasure. I felt Hank move slightly and the next thing I knew he had suddenly rammed two fingers deep into the interior and I jerked again. My hips started to move on the bed in a bid to get more of those fingers deeper into me. His tongue began to nibble on my clit as he drove the fingers deeper and faster. My mouth closed as tight as it could around Jim’s cock, now fucking my mouth deep and hard. I felt Curtis’s hands leave my tits and his fingers gripped my nipples and pulled. These three men were driving me wild and they knew it and revelled in the pleasure that they were bringing me. A sudden, hard thrust of the cock in my mouth, a couple of hard pulls to my nipples, one more gentle bite on my clit as the fingers rammed deep into my cunt and I exploded. The first of many orgasms that night erupted through my body sending wave after wave of shudders rippling through me. My white cum spurted out onto Hank’s fingers and mouth as I came, and came, and came. For at least 15 lovely long seconds the orgasm ripped through me. I lost control and screamed onto Jim’s cock as it pounded into my throat. I reached a height of ecstasy that I had never felt before. I may be a hooker but I was still a full blooded girl with a girl’s desires and emotions. Those emotions were released, full blast, in those 15 glorious seconds that it took for my orgasm to reach completion. In my line of work I had found that a small number of guys just wanted to use my mouth, cunt or arse to unload his spunk into with no care for whether I was enjoying it. And that was ok. They paid me to let them fuck me or have me fuck them. If I enjoyed it that was just a bonus to me; however the large majority of punters wanted to pleasure me as well as themselves. Sometimes, just because it got them off better knowing they had made me cum; and other times because they genuinely wanted me to enjoy the experience. I always came when I was with a punter; or so I led some of them to believe. I was quite an expert at faking an orgasm and I was able to convince most guys they had made me cum. I knew that tonight I would do no faking. Hank removed his fingers and saw the white liquid from my orgasm coating the thick digits. He raised them to my lips to allow me the pleasure of tasting myself as Jim pulled his stiff cock from between my lips. I sucked deeply on the fingers that were offered to me and delighted in the taste of my own cum. Curtis slid from the bed and headed for the bathroom and I heard the splash of his pee as he emptied some of the beer from his bladder. Jim moved to the dressing table and took the makings for another joint while Hank slowly got to his feet and sat on the bed beside me. He lifted my face to his and kissed my lips in an attempt to taste my juices on them. Our tongues met as he sucked and my hand went down to his erect cock. We continued to kiss as I slowly rubbed the thick shaft until he pulled away from my mouth and lay back on the bed. “I can’t hold it back as long as Jim and Curtis can babe.” He murmured to me. “But give me a good suck for few minutes anyway.” Without saying a word I knelt on the bed beside him and slid my lips over his hard cock. Not as big or as thick as Jim’s or Curtis’s but nothing he had to be ashamed about. The cock slid easily into my wet mouth and I took the whole length into me in one go. A loud moan escaped his lips as he felt the sudden wetness of my mouth around the shaft and he raised his hips upwards in an effort to fuck my face. I mouth fucked his cock for about 5 minutes before he pulled my head gently away. I knew he was about to cum and he didn’t want that to happen just yet. As we lay or knelt on the bed together Jim came over with the lit joint that he passed to me first. He sat at the head of the bed, his cock still standing out hard in front of him as Curtis returned from the bathroom to kneel on the bed beside me. The four of us just sat or knelt on the bed, while we smoked the joint between us, and the men chatted some more about themselves. I learned that this was the third time the three of them had hired a girl for the night. I muttered something about hoping I was as good as the previous two and I was informed that, so far anyway, I was the best. I told them the night was young yet and there was plenty more fun to be had in the hours ahead. Hank moved closer to me and placed his hand on my leg as he said that he was ready to start again. I smiled at him as his hand slid under the elastic of my panties that were still soaking wet from my last orgasm. I wass till in a kneeling position on the bed as Jim reached down from where he was sat and gently pulled my shoulders backwards so that I lay on my back with the three guys surrounding me. Hank slid between my legs and dropped his face into my panties and began to suck at them as his fingers probed under my body to the base of my bum. Jim meanwhile moved himself into a kneeling position beside my head, turned it to face him, and slid his rock hard cock back into my mouth for the third time that night. I used my hands to undo the buckle of the belt around my skirt and Hank removed his face from my panties to assist me. Once my skirt was off it was only a few seconds before my thong followed it and I was lying naked on the bed. Jim’s cock never left my mouth while I was being undressed and as soon as my panties were off Hank lay back down between my thighs and began to lick and suck at my slit. Curtis positioned himself on the opposite side to Jim and began to rub his thick, hard cock against my face. I reached up and took hold of both cocks and began licking and sucking first one and then the other. The tongue rasping over my cunt had already started to produce moisture from within me and the sensual feelings began to seep through my body all over again. I was thrilled at having two cocks to suck on while my cunt was being tongue fucked and I enthusiastically sucked on the cocks being held to my mouth. The Cuban Hooker For over ten minutes those two cocks invaded my eager mouth, first one and then the other, fucking deep into my throat. Jim’s cock was difficult to take all the way but I managed it as the two friends fucked into me. Hank’s tongue, meanwhile, was working wonders in my wet slit as it licked up and down my cunt lips, pausing briefly to flick inside before returning to the wonderful licking that was sending tiny electric like spasms through my body. Suddenly Jim pulled his cock away from my mouth and motioned to Hank to take his place while he positioned himself between my legs. I had thought Hank was doing a great job in my cunt but the moment I felt Jim’s tongue I knew that he was going to make me cum. Without removing his spectacles he dived deep and hard into the wetness that Hank had recently been licking. Jim’s teeth found my clit almost immediately as Hank held his stiff cock to my mouth to share it with Curtis. With Jim now expertly sucking and nibbling at my clitoris it was only a matter of a few moments before I felt my next orgasm begin. I had Curtis’s cock in my mouth when the moment finally hit me and my body shook as I screamed obscenities onto the thick shaft plummeting hard into my throat. Releasing Curtis’s cock, for a moment only, I screamed to be fucked. At the top of my voice I screamed; “Fuck me. Oh My God Fuck me boys. Fuck meeeeeeeeeeeee.” Jim rammed his tongue deep into my cunt to feel my cum spurt onto it as the orgasm tore through my body. I clamped my legs around his head as tight as I could and grabbed Hank’s cock and raised my head to ram it deep into my mouth. Suddenly I felt Jim’s tongue and face force their way out of my clamping legs and he gripped them tight just above my ankles. He shouted at Curtis to pass him a pillow which he rammed, unceremoniously under cheeks of my arse as he lifted my hips off the bed. I felt the bed move as he climbed off for just a second to grab a handful of condoms from the dresser and drop them on the bed. Next thing I knew, with the two cocks still alternately fucking my mouth, Jim grabbed my ankles, opened them wide and slid his thick, hard cock deep into my cunt. One thrust and he was in. His huge cock felt as if it was going to split me open as he reamed into me. At first he fucked me with long, slow strokes; pulling his cock out almost all the way before ramming it back inside me. I was in heaven as I sucked and licked the cocks at my mouth and took the thick cock over and over again in my cunt. I wondered, briefly, how long Jim could fuck me like this for without cumming himself and I was pleasantly surprised at the amount of time he could hold back. On and on he reamed deeper and faster into me as I sucked on the pre cum that was now dripping from Hank’s cock. I knew he could not hold out for very long and expected to feel the gush of hot spunk spurt into my mouth at any time. But it was not to be. Not yet anyway. The men had other plans which I would swear was pre arranged. Suddenly Curtis and Hank moved away from my mouth just as Jim pulled his cock from the soaking wet depths of my pussy. Hank lay on his back as Jim told me to kneel over him for a 69. I quickly changed my position so that my mouth was over Hank’s pulsating cock that I knew was ready to explode. I refrained from taking hold of it for a moment to give him a chance to cool down a little. Meanwhile my knees were bent either side of his hips as I prepared to lower my cunt into his face. I felt movement behind me as both Jim and Curtis moved around the bed to get into position for what they had in mind. It was when I felt a pair of firm hands on my hips and the tip of a cock at the entrance to my arse that I realised I was going to be fucked there. I braced myself for the thrust of the cock, not knowing which one it would be but hoping it would not be Jim’s monster to take me there first. Whether they had arranged themselves wrong by mistake; or whether they had changed their minds I will never know; but suddenly the hands left my hips and Hank moved himself up the bed so that his face was no longer at my pussy. Instead he sat at the head of the bed with his legs around my head and his cock at the entrance to my mouth. I next felt the mattress move again as one of the other guys positioned himself on his back with his face beneath my cunt and his hands up above him to grasp my tits as they hung below me. My knees were still bent and my arse was still in the air. The other punter then knelt over his mates body; I felt the same pair of hands grip my hips and the cock again touch the entrance to my arse. With my mouth positioned just above Hank’s thick cock I still did not know which of the two other men were ready to lick my cunt and which was about to plumb the depths of my arse. I felt the tongue slide into my slit first. It gave me a few licks before flicking into my wetness. I moaned at the lovely sensation I was again feeling by being tongue fucked and slowly dropped my mouth around Hank’s cock again. It slid straight in and my lips touched his balls briefly before I raised my head in readiness to drop down onto the shaft again. I slowly began to pick up speed as the tongue in my pussy began to lick and suck faster and deeper. The occasional tiny bite of teeth onto my clitoris began to create that pre orgasm feeling inside me and I drove down harder onto the cock in my mouth. I could still feel the tip of someone’s cock poking against my arse hole as their hands held my hips tightly in place. I could hear Hank moaning loudly beneath my face as his cock slid in and out of my tight wet lips and I knew it was about to explode inside me this time. I tried to slow my pace down to make it last a little longer for him but the tongue rasping my cunt lips, followed by the gentle occasional bites on my clitoris was making it difficult for me to slow down on the cock while my hips were trying desperately to move up and down on the tongue beneath me. The hands that were gripping my hips held firm and I suddenly realised I was being tormented. I wanted to plunge my hips up and down on that wonderful tongue that was fucking me but I couldn’t. I was in ecstasy yet again in the hands of these three guys. I felt a hand reach under me and rub itself over my soaking wet cunt for just a moment as the tongue left me. The hand was removed, now covered in my sticky juices, and the tongue returned; much to my delight. I felt the tip of the cock behind me leave the entrance to my arse hole and then I felt a finger tip replace it and slide easily inside me. I suddenly realised that it had slid in easily because it had been coated in my own juices. The finger fucked in and out gently a few times before it was pulled from my arse and the tip of the cock again poked against my tiny hole. The tongue continued to suck and flick at my wet cunt as the hands began to pinch and squeeze my hard nipples. I let the cock in my mouth slide out briefly before I again dropped my head to take the shaft back inside me. My lips again touched Hank’s balls before pulling back off. I started to get an easy rhythm going and hoped Hank could hold out a little longer. The tongue was doing wonders to my slit and the teeth again began to nibble on my clitoris. I moaned loudly as I felt the beginning of my orgasm start to ripple through me. It was at that moment that Jim rammed his cock into my arse. I screamed onto the cock in my mouth with the sudden pain that shot through me. The cock was pulled out briefly before it rammed back in again, deep and hard. The pain I was experiencing was a ‘nice’ type of pain and it grew less with each thrust of the huge cock into my tiny arse. It was the size of the cock that told me it was Jim fucking me from behind. My orgasm erupted as Jim’s monster fucked deeper and harder and Curtis’s tongue flicked faster and faster over my cunt and clitoris. My whole body began to tremble in the throes of the wonderful orgasm that ripped through me and I rammed my mouth hard and fast onto Hank’s cock. I wanted that hot cum to erupt into my mouth. I needed to feel the sticky, salty globules slide down my throat at the same time as I was cumming myself; And it did. The cock in my mouth suddenly grew a fraction harder and the hot spunk shot up the shaft and spurted deep into my waiting mouth. Hank screamed in pure pleasure as my lips gripped his shaft tight and his cum spewed out into the depths of my throat. Jim’s cock continued to pound my arse hard as Curtis continued to lick and suck at my soaking wet cunt. My mouth was full of sticky hot sperm that dripped out of the sides when Hank’s limp cock finally slid out. Some of it dripped down onto his balls but most slid easily down my throat and into my stomach. My orgasm had barely subsided when Jim suddenly pulled his massive cock from my arse and Curtis slid out from under me. I saw Hank climb from the bed and flop, exhausted, into a chair beside it. I raised myself up onto my knees as Jim moved up the bed to sit where Hank had recently been sucked off. I prepared to get back onto my knees thinking that Curtis was now going to arse fuck me while I sucked Jim off. I was almost right. The two remaining men on the bed told me to lay flat on my stomach with my mouth over Jim’s cock and my hands around his hips. Once in this position I suddenly felt Curtis’s firm stomach pressing on my back and it was then I realised he was going to fuck my arse while I lay flat down beneath him. My heart raced as I realised that this was about to hurt, with my arse being so tight in this position, but Curtis leaned down and asked me softly if I was ok with this? I agreed to be fucked in this position and it even excited me. I felt Curtis’s hands pull my arse cheeks apart as he slid his hard cock into me. I was surprised that the pain was minor and dropped my mouth over Jim’s cock yet again. This time I was determined to taste his hot spunk. Curtis’s body began to ride up and down on my bum as his throbbing cock reamed in and out of my tight arse and my mouth sucked greedily on Jim’s huge cock. I could hear Curtis moaning loudly as he arse fucked me and I could feel Jim’s cock throbbing between my lips as I sucked him off. For five minutes my arse was fucked hard and deep and Jim’s cock pounded my mouth. Suddenly I heard Curtis scream out that he was going to cum. I tightened my arse muscles around his pulsating cock just as I felt Jim erupt into my mouth. He had grabbed my long hair and forced my head hard down onto him so that his whole shaft became embedded in my throat just at the moment of eruption. The hot spunk caused me to gag as I fought for breath but the cock pulled out of my mouth and continued to spurt large globules of hot cum over my dark skinned face. I managed to finally swallow the spunk in my throat and opened my mouth to receive more. It was at that moment that Curtis erupted into my arse. His cock suddenly drove even deeper into me and his whole body shuddered against me as he unloaded himself into the condom around his cock. Finally spent Curtis pulled his limp cock from my bum and I rolled over onto my back as Jim slid down the bed to lie beside me. My dark face was still covered in white cum that now rolled down my face and onto the bed. I used my fingers to mop up the remainder and finished by sliding them into my mouth; much to the pleasure of the watching men. Hank, still sat in the chair next to the bed passed me a tissue and motioned towards my hair. I pulled it to the front of me to see it splattered in droplets of cum. I smiled at him as I took the tissue and wiped it through my hair. The four of us remained naked as we settled down to partake of another joint that Curtis had rolled. Jim and I sat at the top of the bed leaning casually against the headboard while Curtis and Hank relaxed in chairs on either side of us. The conversation revolved mainly around Cuba, its politics and economy along with thoughts on the US embargo that had so crippled the country. I was pleased to discover that none of the guys that had just fucked my brains out supported or agreed with the embargo and they were all of the opinion that if the embargo were to be lifted then the influx of people, technology, equipment and, most importantly, western ideals; then that in itself would help to bring down the ruling powers. On top of that Fidel Castro was now well into his 70’s. From there the talk moved on to the prostitution business and to sex in general. I think we all were aiming to turn the conversation back onto sex; after all that was why we were all there in that hotel room. An hour passed as we sat there chatting and relaxing. Some more beers were brought out and it was as if I had known these guys all my life. I asked if they were likely to return to Havana to which they replied in the affirmative. I asked Jim to get a pen and paper and I gave him my e mail address. I explained that very few Cuban citizens had a personal computer and almost none had internet access. There were a couple of buildings in Havana where a tourist could use the Internet and occasionally a small bribe would allow a Cuban access. I had a friend, however, who worked in a hotel where she had Internet access and I visited her, maybe once a month, in her office and quickly accessed my hotmail account. If Jim and his mates e mailed me the dates they were going to visit Havana again then I could make arrangements for them to contact me on their arrival. “I have enjoyed being fucked and licked out by you guys.” I said as I took a small swig of beer. “I will look forward to your next visit immensely.” Jim smiled at me as he replied; “Next visit Arelys? We haven’t finished fucking you on this visit yet.” As he said it with a broad smile on his bespectacled face he slid down the bed slightly and took my left breast into his mouth and began to nibble firmly on my nipple. His left hand reached across my body and began to massage my right tit. I let out a low moan and placed the beer bottle on the bedside cabinet. The mattress dipped as Curtis and Hank climbed back onto the bed and Curtis grabbed my ankles and pulled my long, dark legs wide open. He knelt between them and dropped his head down to my slightly hairy cunt and I moaned again as his tongue slid straight inside my lips. I motioned for Hank to kneel beside my head and took his semi hard cock in my hand and slowly began to massage it up and down the thick shaft until he was nice and hard. My mouth opened and I slid his cock inside and began to mouth fuck his erection. These men were ready to go another round; and so was I. For the next hour I was fucked in so many different positions I have forgotten now who fucked me where and when. My mind became a blur as first one cock reamed into my cunt, then another, then a third; all the while my mouth was never empty from hard, thrusting cocks. At one stage I was lifted off the bed, bent over one of the chairs and arse fucked for over 20 minutes as first one cock rammed into me, fucked me for a few minutes, and then pulled out to make room for the next throbbing cock. Time after time they took turns in fucking my tight arse. Occasionally one of the cocks would enter my arse, fuck it for a while, pull out and then ram hard and deep into my now soaking wet cunt. When they were not fucking my arse or cunt one of them would grab my long hair, lift my head up, and plunge their thick cock deep into my waiting mouth. All the while I was bent over the chair taking cock my fingers were beneath me rubbing my clit like crazy. I had at least 3 orgasms during that spell of arse fucking and my body was covered in perspiration despite the cool air conditioning. Eventually the fucking stopped and I was helped on to the bed by Hank who told me he wanted me to ride his cock. He lay on his back as I knelt across his thighs, facing him, and slowly, teasingly, lowered my dripping cunt onto the thick shaft standing up straight beneath me. He reached up and grabbed my tits as I began to fuck his cock harder and faster. This time he was able to hold out much longer and it was me that came again as I screamed obscenities at him; “Oh my God. Oh God Yess Yesss Oh Hank I’m going to fuck that hot spunk right out of your balls. Oh My Goddddddddddddddddd Fuck Fuck Fucking you so hard. AAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.” I came. The orgasm shot through my body as I rode that lovely cock buried deep inside my wet cunt. As I yelled out Curtis scrambled to stand astride his mate’s face where he grabbed my head and rammed his cock deep into my mouth. I sucked hard and fast on the long shaft as my orgasm exploded and I almost bit into it as my body trembled from the orgasm. Hank’s cock was still hard and rigid inside my cunt and he could feel my cum spurting onto it as I screamed onto the cock in my mouth. And then it happened. The most wonderful, sexual, experience I had had in my 19 years on the planet. As the orgasm subsided I continued to fuck up and down on the cock in my pussy while I sucked hard on the cock in my mouth. During this session Jim had sat and watched us as he ran his hand up and down that thick cock standing out so stiff from his groin. I saw the movement as he stood up and I glanced sideways at him in time to see him slide a red condom over his thick shaft. The thought rushed through me; ‘He was going to change places with Hank and get me to fuck that massive cock.’ I was wrong. Jim climbed onto the bed behind me and knelt down. I didn’t see him nod to Curtis, who was still standing over Hank’s face plunging his cock into my mouth, but Curtis suddenly slid his shaft from between my lips and knelt down behind Hank’s head. Curtis then gripped my shoulders and, telling me to make sure Hank’s cock stayed in my cunt, he bent me down so that my lips met Hank’s. I thought, for a brief moment, that the idea was for me to kiss Hank while I fucked him. I then realised it was not that at all. It was to raise my arse towards Jim kneeling behind me. As the realisation of what was about to happen hit me I shouted; “Oh No. Oh My God NO!” But the three men could tell that my ‘no’ really meant ‘Oh My God YESSSSS’ I felt Jim’s hands spread my arse cheeks wide open as he inserted his massive cock into the entrance of my arse. Hank’s cock was still well embedded in my cunt as I felt the thick cock in my arse slide in. Slowly at first and then a firmer push sent it to the depths of my tight hole. I knew that Hank’s cock inside my cunt must have been just centimetres away from Jim’s cock in my arse; separated by just a thin membrane. I heard Hank yell out. “That’s it Jim.” He moaned from beneath me. “I can feel your cock almost touching mine. Oh God. Now fuck her. Fuck her arse HARD.” Just as Jim lunged forward; sending his thick cock to the depths of my arse, Hank lunged his hips upwards and fucked my cunt from below. The feeling of having two cocks inside me at the same time was so fantastic that my orgasm didn’t start to build like it usually did. It just erupted. And at the same moment that it happened Curtis again grabbed my hair, lifted my head to the point that my neck began to hurt, and rammed his naked cock back into my mouth. And they fucked me. And they fucked me again; and again; and again. Three cocks were now pounding as hard as they could into my cunt, my arse and my mouth. My next orgasm wasn’t so sharp or so good but it was an orgasm that I needed as I continued to take all three cocks into me. I expected to feel Jim and Hank shudder at any moment as their spunk erupted into the condoms. I expected to feel the sudden gush of hot liquid spurt deep into my mouth as Curtis shot his load into me. It never happened. Jim was yelling as his cock reamed my arse, and Hank was doing the same beneath me, when suddenly I felt Jims shaft slip out of my arse and his hands gripped my slender waist and lifted me bodily off of Hank’s cock. Curtis pulled his own cock out of my mouth at the same time and, as Hank slid off the bed I was laid back down on my back. The three men clambered to a kneeling position beside me and Hank and Jim yanked the empty condoms from their cocks and dropped them onto my tummy.