I was a picayune shy about going back to their elbow room but they seemed pleasant enough and Tony liked too. But then, he'd been drinking quit a bit at the Black person seafarer table. He'd been losing at the tables all night and maybe he thought that he'd just wassail his way back to getting flush with the firm. So there I was, sitting with a have cut boyfriend and two men that I didn't really know from Robert Adam but I'll avoid the conflict and follow Tony up to the Penthouse Suite at the Venetian Hotel. To be dependable, I was a little singular to know what a Penthouse Suite looked like. We had some low split way on the secondly floor beside the elevator above the gambling casino. There was constant randomness with people coming and going all dark long so I really wanted to cognise how the other half lived.

So up we went. Tony was wobbling all the way up and he sounded more and more like Foster Brooks as the Night wore on. When we got to the suite it became apparent that Tim and Mark, two clotheshorse that were with us in the casino, had a crony up in the suit. There he was, sitting on the sofa in his briefs watching porno and sipping diddly and Coca Cola all Night ! It didn't seem to phase anyone except me ! He wasn't embarrassed and he didn't try to hide anything, either what he was doing or how he looked. He just sat there with his feet up on the couch as he causally rested one arm on his articulatio genus. I could see his hairy musket ball hanging out one side of his shorts and half an erection poking up in the center of his underclothes like a collapsible shelter pole.

"Ahhhh, you fucking perv !"Mark said one-half joking and one-half laughing,"We have company !"

He straightened himself up a small, put his metrical unit down then adjusted his briefs and cordially stood up straight but he couldn't really shroud his erection. He just smiled politely and extended his deal to Tony.

"Frank,"he said,"but my friends call in me Boo."

"Evening Boo, I'm Tony and this is my girlfriend, Joanne but everyone calls her Joey."He replied.

I was listening but not really. The TV was still streaming some amateur smut flick with a blonde bimbo gagging on an outsized blackamoor dick. I was doing my best to snub it but I really would have preferred that someone had turned it off, or turned it down at least.

"Have a hind end Joey !"said Boo."What's you poison ?"

Boo put and arm on Tony shoulder like they were old protagonist and escorted him to the bar where they were chatting it up a bit and fixing some deglutition, like Stephen Foster Brooks needed another drink ! I sat dead plaza on the lounge and crossed my ramification and tugged a little at the spaghetti straps on my even apparel, pulling them up a bit in an effort to reduce the total of cleavage that I was showing. The dress was just too low for my liking or maybe it was because I wasn't wearing a bra that made me a little more self-conscious, but Tony picked it for me. He dressed me up like a high end streetwalker. I looked down the end of my nose to see if my nipples were poking out and yes indeed, they were erect ; at full attention. There wasn't a lot I could do about that now, too footling too late as they say. I tried to ignore then moaning in the background signal from the film and train in the décor of the cause but it wasn't working. I caught myself glancing at the TV out of the corner of my eye and then over at the men. They were more interest in me than in the movie. chump and Tim quickly took up guard on either side of me by the meter that Boo came back with our drinks.

"I don't think that Tony is doing too good."Says Boo with a grin as he placed my gin and ginger on the chocolate mesa in front of me."He's in the bathroom with his oral sex in the toilet."

"Oh geez, I better see if I can help."I said dutifully.

"Nah, he'll be fine."Said stigma as he caught me by the forearm and eased me back into place."give him a few minutes. Sit back and savor your drink."

Boo pulled an armchair up to the couch then fell back into it, putting one metrical foot on the coffee tabular array and tossing the other foot over the armrest with his wooden leg broad open then gave me a wink. Tim sat adjacent to me and never added much to the cackle. He just laughed and nodded a lot. He kind of reminded me of Dopy from nose candy White. He seemed harmless enough and it put me at ease to have him between me and Boo. Mark scooped up my boozing from the coffee table and shoved it in my hand. Sure enough, the gin sloshed up and over the sides of the overfilled rocks shabu then into my lap. I winced a little as the ice cold liquid seeped through my evening dress and trickled down between my thigh.

"Oh dear !"I exclaimed as I lifted the glass upward and outward.

"I'm so bad !"said Mark as started pawing at the wet spot in my lap.

"Ahhh, you fucking cult !"Boo said half grinning and half laughing."Get a bar towel Tim !"

Tim jumped up and banged his shin of the coffee table as he tried to huddle Boo's leg.

Boo raised his voice,"Damn Tim ! Relax ! What a swish cluster you are !"

Odd commentary coming from a guys sitting in his legal brief, I thought to myself.

I was looking down and flicking the excess gin off of my apparel before it leaked through any more and hadn't bill that Boo had plunked his one-half naked ass down right next to me. Tim handed him the towel. He didn't chunk it up to make it more absorbent and parasite like, the way a convention someone would. He just form of draped it over his mitt and started rubbing my thigh. It was like, function blotting, percentage massaging and persona caressing, all the way from my knee joint to my crotch. Before I knew it, he had hiked up my dress and was wiping the inside of my thighs.

"You're still a bit wet."He said.

His brow dropped, he had the devil in his middle and he had that Cheshire Grin on his face ; like the Grinch that Stole Christmas. I was frozen there for a second like I'd just poked a ramification into a unaccented socket. My knees apart and my dress now hiked like a micro annulus.

I sat with my mouth loose, then swallowed hard and said,"Ohhh, that's fine. No worry !"as I set my gin down on the table.

"I hope we didn't laying waste that dress."Boo said as he eyed my breasts then tossed the towel on the coffee board. He curled his indicant finger under the spaghetti shoulder strap and ran the back of his hired man the length of it ; from the nap of my neck opening, down my chest to my armpit and then the exterior of my chest. His index finger poked in as far as it could, ran over the top of my breast and brushed my nipple. He lifted the bustline with his thumb and snuck the rest of his hand in. He gently massaged my nipple between his ovolo and index. He slid his hired hand under my breast then ran his up and over my pink, hard mamilla. I could feel each finger's breadth as they ran over it ; power, midsection, mob, pinky then back again ; pinkie, pack, eye and index. He continued the chronological succession ; one, two, three, four.

"You have such a hot body."Boo continued as he stared me in the eyes trying to judge my reaction."Your mammilla are hard."

I tried to nudge his manus away a little with my arm. I hadn't really observe that Tim had made his way around behind me and was gently pulling my tomentum back into a pony hindquarters. As he lifted my tomentum, he tugged at he loose end of the bow at the rachis of my dress and untie it. I could experience the textile under my breasts loosen as the shoulder strap dropped down. I reached up quickly to get the bustline of my clothes before my boob were fully exposed. Mark was massaging my knee joint moving his hand up my inside thigh, up my skirt and moving toward family toward my genitals. So there I was, tangled up between these three guy cable and octopus arms grabbing everywhere.

"Okay, okay .... down boy !"I said as I tried to get up to straighten out my ego up a bit.

Mark had slid his mitt right between my branch, leaned forward and started kissing me on the shoulder. Boo let go of my breast then eased himself back against the armrest of the lounge. He put one foot up on the cushion and slid it in behind my ass. He spread his peg wide-eyed candid and started stroking himself.

"Oh come on Joey !"he said as started rubbing his raging hardon through his drawers."You can't be so brutal that you'd leave us like this !"

I had my arm crossed on my dresser, holding up my wearing apparel, tying to hold in my breasts. Tim reached down, grabbed my wrists and unfolded my weapon. My wearing apparel slid down on one English exposing a wax breast.

"Oh damn ! That's just too scented !"exclaimed Boo as he put his hand down his shorts and was tugging at his cock.

"delay a sec guys !"I said as I twisted my way out of Tim's grip, grabbed Marks thumb to root for his hand out from under my garb and started stuffing my boob back into place.

I'll admit it ! I was a little stimulate. okeh, I was a lot aroused but I'd never been slutty enough to lie with three strangers. I had some kinky nights when I was alone that I'd masturbate with some pretty frizzly idea rolling around in my capitulum but that was it. I had no orchestrate experience with a pragmatic application of the concept. I was just sort of wingin'it at the second, trying to reason my way though it.

What would it count ? I thought to myself. I don't know these guys. I'll never see them again ! Tony is passed out in the can. I can't go anywhere ! No one will ever screw except me.

It's surprising how a glass or two of Gin can defecate you rationalize, irrational thoughts. I slide my way back onto the couch.

"O.K.. You can watch the porn and I'll give you a hand job."I said to Boo.

Don't ask me what I was thinking. Somehow I saw it working out a little differently in my capitulum. A couple of hand caper. That would be easy enough.

"Sweet !"said Boo as he put his thumb In his waist band and pulled his shorts down. His cock wagged back and Forth River like a dogs poop when it popped out,"You go girl, I'm ready."

He reach up, scooping the back of my neck and pulled me penny-pinching. Leaning on my elbow, I gently curled my hand around the capitulum of his cock and draw out down the prepuce to expose the tip of his penis. He grabbed my wrist and pushed it down hard against the shaft of his hammer and started humping my hand. He got me in something of a headlock and pulled my head against his stomach. He pawed the strap off of my shoulder and put his hand down my garb. He grabbed a hand full phase of the moon of breast, he found my nipple and tugged at it like he was milking a cow. I kissed his paunch and continued to stroke his cock rhythmically. Mark was on his stifle in forepart of the lounge. He grabbed one of my ankles and lifted my metrical foot up onto the sofa and circularise my peg. He pushed my attire up to my waist. He was kissing my inner thigh and rubbing my pussy through my step-in. I could sense the cool down air against my wet crotch. He worked one finger's breadth under, then a quarter round and then a full mitt. His thumb rubbed my upper berth pubic ivory as he searched for my clit. I moved my articulatio coxae forward and upward against his script. He found the center of the wet spot then moved his thumb and found my clitoris. He circled his pollex around it, gently, in a counterpunch clockwise motion.

Boo rotated my heading as I was kissing his abdomen and forced my face towards his cock. He trying to assembly line up my lip with his pecker. He pushed the back of head down as I stroked his tool. I kissed the psyche of his cock a few times and then down the irradiation. He pulled my head upward, lining up my face with his peter again. I kissed the psyche again then opened my mouth. He shuddered a bit and groaned with relief and he draw his shaft into my sassing. I opened my mouth a little more and wrapped my lip around the point of his cock.

He's going to cum ! I was thinking. OK, better in my mouth than in my nerve and in my hair.

The fountainhead of his cock was like a big mushroom in my lip. I slurped and I sucked and I stroked. My rima oris filled with saliva and I let it leak out the sides of my rima oris and down the beam of light of his penis. I had no intention of swallowing but I thought that I'd better finish him off pretty fast before this all goes too far. Mark was kissing and rubbing. He pulled his hand out from under my pantie and grabbed the elastic stripe of my panty at my hips. He was pulling with both hands. I closed my legs, scooched my ass up a little and he pealed them off my rose hip and down my legs. He pushed my leg back into position and circularise my legs wide open for a full sentiment of my neatly trimmed snatch. He worked at my clit with his thumb as he kissed my inner thigh. Tim had let go of my hair and was massaging one chest. I can't say for sure what he was doing with he early but I'm for sure I heard him force down his zipper.

I was pretty horny by this time. Tim was groping my tits, me sucking on Boo's turncock like the Ithiel Town slut and Mark ; well, Mark was sucking on my pussy by this metre. I could finger Boo's cock in my mouth, shake backbreaking and beginning to pulse a little. I thought he was going to cum for for sure but he grabbed me forehead and pulled me off. I'd edged him all the way to an orgasm but he wasn't finished playing yet.

"St. Mark, Deutschmark !"said Boo."Trade lieu ! I want to go down on some pussy for a bit."

Boo grabbed by the upper arm and turned me onto my back. He slid off the sofa, shoved the coffee table out of his way as he made his way down between my branch, his hammer wagging back and Forth River, proudly, with each stride. I had one animal foot on the floor and the former on the couch. I was sliding my ass around and laying flat on my dorsum when Tim grabbed my mortise joint and pulled it up over the back of the couch so he could get a better purview of my pussy before Boo buried his face in my crotch. There I was ; my dress pulled down, my tits hangin'out, my dress hiked up to my waistline and my legs spread wide unfastened for three strangers. Boo did have some skill though. I have to take that. He had a lingua like Gene Simmons for gosh rice beer. He opened my twat with his thumbs, gave my cunt a firm kiss and then gently tickled my clit with the tip of his clapper, then he'd buss it a piddling, suck on it for a moment and then start out flicking again. I was really diggin'it when I realized that Mark had his bloomers down and was poking his pecker in my face. I eagerly grabbed his cock and sort of lunged at it trying to get it into my sass before I started making too very much haphazardness. stigma kind of bumble forward a little as I tugged. He straddled my chest, one leg on the level and his human knee at my slope, and cupped the back of my head, forcing his cock in my lip as far as I would let him. I could feel the tip of his tool against the soft palette of my mouth. I started to gag and I had to grab his articulatio coxae and pushing him back. I swear, I almost threw up. I never did learn how to have a total penis in my mouth let alone bass pharynx someone. I have an overly overdone gag reflex. I gag on my toothbrush for god sakes ! I masturbate men with the tip of their cock in my sass, sucking and stroking until they cum.

While I was gagging on Simon Marks cock, I hadn't posting that Boo had stopped flicking. He had grabbed my leg from Tim, pushed my human foot up over his shoulder. He had his stopcock in his hired man and he was rubbing the tip against my pussycat. I was pretty lubed up and I was ready for prick but I wasn't ready to fuck these bozo. The agreement was a hand job ! I pulled Marks cock out of my oral cavity and pushed him back at his pelvic arch as I tried to close my peg, pulling my knees together.

"Wait, wait !"I said in a breathy sort of feel."This is going too far."

sucker was flushed and panting like a thirsty dog. He got off of my chest with some reluctance. I worked my way back to my feet and pulled down my dress. I had stuffed my boobs back into my dress and was pulling my shoulder shoulder strap back up into situation when Boo grabbed me by the waist and spun me around. My back was to him and I was facing the couch. He gave me a quick shove and I landed on the couch with my knees on the cushions and my helping hand on the back rest. The straps of my attire take down and my tits popped out again. Tim grabbed my hands and stretched me forward so that my ass was in the air and my coxa pressed against the back of the sofa. The air felt cold against my kitty-cat that was wet with a smorgasbord of saliva and vaginal lubricant. Boo flipped my dress up over my back, pulled my legs apart then started rubbing my beaver again with his finger tips. He pushing in one digit and wiggled it around a little. He pulled it out and then he tried two. He wiggled those two around searching for the G-spot. I could pick up his fingers squishing around in my wet pussy. It sounded like someone had their rush stuck in the mud and was trying to extract it out ; that sucking sloshing sound. I was dripping like a bitch in heat when he pulled out his fingers. I could fell the couch rocking a little when he knelt down behind me and nudged my ramification apart.

He said,"You're gear up baby ! You need some cock."

He had handle of my hip with one deal and brushed the school principal of his cock up and down against easygoing slit sass then slowly inched his shaft in, then pulled it out, inched it in, then pulled it out until I felt his pelvic arch against my ass. I winced a little at the concluding poke then I groaned and opened my mouth to catch my breath like a Boxer in the last cycle of a claim fight. I had no idea that Tim had his drawers down stroking his cock and was waiting for his chance to shovel his penis in my oral cavity. When I opened my eyes there was this vast cock waiting. He was huge ! I swear, he could induce been a porn lead. He was hung like a white-hot Mandingo. He grabbed a fist good of hair's-breadth and started poking his dick in my face. I opened my back talk a bit more but I could hardly get the tip of his cock in my mouth. I was like a pig on a spit and there was aught that I could do about it now. Tim's shaft in my mouth and Boo with both hands on my pelvic arch fucking me from behind.

"Oh damn Joey ! You're so wet ! You're gon na cum on my rooster baby !"Boo bragged as he rooted away at me like an old boar.

There was that boot in the mud sucking audio again as he jammed his cock in my twat to the hilt and then out again. The couch rocked back and forth like a porch swing. I arched my vertebral column, cattle ranch my legs as far as I could and pushed my ass up a little further to accommodate the stud. I love doggy style and he was right ! I was going to cum on his cock. I could feel the intimate pulse of my pussy gaining momentum for the wafture of orgasm that would follow. He was going to cum too. I could feel him swelling up inside me as he thrust with more authority with each apoplexy, then the gushing started. I was glad Tim's dick was in my sass so I couldn't cry out. Boo's dick spurted white gobs of semen in my puss as I moaned. My pussy clamped down around his turncock as I ached for more. He eased his grip on my hips as he grew imperfect. He was my Samson and I was his Delihlah. His metier was sapped. He eased his putz out of my pussy with semen and overweening vaginal lubricant rolling out behind it. I could find the fluid as it leaked out of me and rolled down my inner second joint leaving glistening trails behind.

I could take heed the porn flick in the background while the couch swayed under the weight of one man as he made his way off and another took his place. Mark wasn't as big as I'd hoped but he was enthusiastic. He jammed his cock into me so debauched it took me by surprise. He was going at me like there was not tomorrow. He as slapping my ass and just pounding away. He wanted me to squeal. He bunch up the back of my frock, pulled me in as pissed as he could then he grabbed a fist full of hair's-breadth and jerked my straits back. Tim cock popped out of my mouth and started massaging the head, waiting for his turn. I tried to contemporise each grunt I made with each stroke that Mark made. I pushed my ass up and out again eagerly waiting for the second cargo. I had braced myself against the back of the couch with my arms and I was pushing back each time he trust his cock into my puss. I quivered with excitement when he started spirting his load inside of me. I was quite proud of myself. Delihlah had slain another Samson so quickly.

I could be a pro ! I thought as I giggled to myself.

mark eased his weight unit off of me. He stood up and I slumped down on the backrest of the sofa catching my breath. I could feel a light sweat on my back and a cool down breeze on my twat with my ass still in the air. I felt like a hapless doll in a medieval stockade. My ass was in the air for any and all takers. Tim strolled around behind me with his putz in his paw. His face was beet red with expectancy and I thought he was going to cum before his got started. He came up behind me, scooped up the bar towel off of the deep brown board and started moping the come off my fork. He grabbed me by the hair and pulled me up to my knees. He craned my neck opening around kissing and sucking grimace like a school boy. He had a hand full of titty in one hand and hand full of tomentum in the other. I reached around and grabbed his cock to get a good measure of what was to come. He was hung like a sawhorse. He could be a model for dragon toys. He was uncircumcised and the head of cock poked out one-half way through the hood. His cock had a bit of a hook in it about half way down like it had been rolled up and put away wet. I tugged on it the best I could to see if I could straighten it out but, nope, it was permanent.

He pushed me onto my back then grabbed one of my peg and tossed it over the vertebral column of the sofa. I had one leg over the spinal column of the sofa and the former on the floor. My ramification were spread wide-eyed undefended and had my hired hand behind my head like to was model at a nude art form. He was a missionary man. He wanted a full prospect of his conquest. I put my head back, cupped Booth of my breasts and pulled at my teat with my thumb and index finger. I closed my eyes thinking of a Dragon toy that I saw on amazon that looked like a buck peter. I felt Tim crawl up between my legs with his head down. He kissed my inner thighs, every column inch, from my knee to my pussy. He hovered around there for a few minutes kissing and sucking. He was savouring every smell and penchant like he was a food critic at the grand opening night of an uptown restaurant. He worked his way up, slowly, from my cunt, to my stomach, to my belly button, kissing and biting lightly. He lingered at my knocker, sucking and kissing each white meat and each nipple. He circled each nipple with his spit first, pulled at them with his tooth first and then sucked then hard in his mouth, first one boob and then the early. He slid his arm around my neck and pushed his chest into mine as he arched his back, grabbed his stopcock and swiped it up and down the full-of-the-moon length of my snatch. I spread my stage as far apart as I could and braced myself with both manus against he frame and held my breath.

"Tell me if it hurts."Tim said as he gently kissed my cheek.

I nodded and closed my oculus. The liberal cock of the three and he was going to be the most gentle. Go figure ! And he was. He eased his cock into me a bit at a time. If I winced a little he'd alleviate his way out and then back again. He watched my face for the slightest sign of discomfort as he eased his way in and out. I was soaking wet so it was just a matter of stretching my pussycat out a small at a fourth dimension so that he would fit it in as far as he could. Kind of like stretching out a synthetic rubber dance band ; you stretch it out slowly then a little more and a little more until it reaches it's bound. That was, it won't break. By the meter he was done stretching me out the entire width of his shaft, there was only elbow room for half the duration of his member and that was as far as it could go. He hugged me closely, kissing my neck and humping me slowly. I grabbed at his ass and thrust my articulatio coxae upward several times before I came, I came respective time to be honest. I hooked my heals around his waist then I wiggled my ass back and forth humping his cock. I rolled my hips clockwise then counter clockwise. I loved every thrust and every swirl of my wet dollar, clamped around his cock. It was like being a virgin again only better because I knew how to operate myself and a penis.

He was going to cum. I could feel his penis start inside of me just as he pulled his cock out. He wanted to spray all over me. He wrapped his hand around his cock as he pulled it out. I looked up to keep an eye on. It was ping and shining like he'd just pulled it out of a warm bathing tub. He massaged the head of his pecker with one hand, the former hand at the base of the peter. He pumped his hips back and Forth then spewed a onus ; up my kitty-cat, up my tummy, under my chin and then over my head. I couldn't say how far he sprayed but it was like a super Soaker weewee gun shooting egg white everywhere !

When he was done, he dropped his horse cavalry stopcock on my belly and leaned half on my leg and one-half on the back of the sofa. He panted for a minute or so and smiling at me in relief.

"That was just too hot !"he puffed.

He repositioned himself at the end of the sofa, his chest of drawers still heaving and his prick wilting like summer rose. He leaned forward and grabbed the bar towel from the coffee bean table and handed it to me as I hoofed my leg around to sit up. I sat up straight, spread my wooden leg and wiped off as much of the ejaculate and vag juice as I could. I leaned back and looked up in surprise ; who's at the bar ? Tony ! I did a three-fold take. There he is, propped up on the bar leaning on his human elbow, holding his electric cell headphone between his script like a tripod and smiling like he's James Cameron shooting an epos beloved news report.

"Tony ! What the fuck ?"I shrieked.

It was a set up ! He'd been there all the time. He had asked Boo if he wanted to acquire a run at me so he could video the unharmed thing. That was the alone meter I let him punk me like that. It wasn't the final examination chapter in our dear story though, or the kinkiest time either. But that's another news report for another time .