Chapter 8
Don began taking off his clothes quickly. However, he didn't pull off his jacket and shirt. She instantly chided him.
"I want you to take off everything," she told him emphatically. "I think it's very important that you are totally nude before I start giving you the sex treatment."
Don stripped off everything. He was a tall, blonde young man, who looked as if he needed to have some sex.
"Doesn't your girl friend suck your ass, Don?" she winked as she reached for his cock, which was dangling down between his legs.
"I tried to get her to do that a couple of times," he told her, "but she wouldn't go for it."
"How revolting," she shook her head. "Lovers these days just don't express themselves the way we used to."
He laughed as he looked at her.
"I know exactly what you mean," he told her. "It seems as if I can't get a girl to blow me anymore. They all want to charge when they turn a trick, as they call it."
"I do it for the pleasure of it," she declared, "so let's get cracking. Why don't you just sit in that chair? Spread your legs, baby, and I will lick your ass hole."
The tall, blonde boy sat in a green wing chair. He pulled his legs apart. She got her hands underneath his ass cheeks and let her tongue slowly slip all around his bare bottom. He enjoyed the exciting sensation of her tongue flipping around his ass crack. What he enjoyed even more, however, was when her tongue stabbed up his rectum.
"Wow!" he told her, "does that ever feel super. Now you're doing it. That's the way I like it. Oh, baby, you're beautiful."
She reached for his cock and began pulling in a rhythmic motion.
"Suck my ass," he whispered anxiously. "Suck it."
Her tongue continued plunging up his rectum. She got more and more aroused every moment.
"Lick my ass hole," he told her enticingly. "That's how you do it. Keep it up, baby,"
The thrilling pleasure was surging through his body now. The balls were tingling with excitement as her tongue flipped back and forth around his crotch.
"Eat my ass out," he ordered her. "Stab it up higher, honey."
He angled his body over so it would make it easier for her to lick on his butt. At the same time she reached for his cock and began jacking him off. He marveled at her skill.
"This is worth money," the bell boy told her. "I'd give my tips for a week to get my rocks off like this. Oh, baby, you're really wonderful. You should be in the business."
The idea did stimulate her thinking. She pulled her tongue out of his ass hole and looked up at him.
"Am I really that good?" He nodded but shoved her back to his behind.
"Honey, when I'm that aroused, don't pull your tongue out."
Donna felt guilty. She remembered all too well the objections that she had heard when she did similar things in the middle of the act.
"I apologize," she told him. "It shows you I'm not a pro. A pro would never do that, you know. I'm an amateur."
"Honey, you're developing," he told her. "You'll develop faster if you stick your tongue up my ass. Now get busy."
She went back to licking out his ass. He really got a charge out of this. His butt wiggled as she reached for his long, hard penis.
"Pull on it," he told her. "That's how you do it, darling, pull on it."
He could tell his cock was about to unload.
"Tear your tongue out of my ass," he demanded, "and lick my pecker. I'm ready to explode."
She flipped her tongue smoothly up to his cock head. She began sucking down hard. She let her mouth move up and down the length of his shaft. He was getting so excited now he was trembling. All of the sudden his penis shot into her mouth.
"Hotter than a pistol today," Don told her. "Lick it, baby. Suck it."
She sucked smoothly. She enjoyed making loud suck sounds as she devoured his cum load. She knew this would excite and ignite him.
When she had finished giving him a super suck, she pulled away. She looked at him lovingly.
"How am I?"
He bent over and looked into her eyes.
"You're wonderful," he told her.
The bell boy told her this in such a simple way, she couldn't help but believe him. As he got dressed, she watched him.
"If you have someone else who'd like some sex," she told him, "send him on up. I want to practice to be a professional."
"The assistant manager would go ape to have you suck on his ass," he told her. "He's always been talking to me about a girl from Panama who did it for him once in a brothel down there."
The whole idea appealed to her. Donna replied, "Do tell him about me. I can't stay too much longer. So tell him to run right up."
The bell boy nodded. When he had completed dressing and left her alone, she was concerned. She wondered if he would keep his word. So many people don't keep their word. However, she wasn't disappointed. Ten minutes later, there was a knock on the door.
"Who is it?" Donna called out.
"The assistant manager," a man's voice replied. "The bell boy said you wanted to see me."
It didn't take Donna long to open the door. The assistant manager was a good-looking young stud who looked as if he needed a good fucking.
"Hello there," she smiled softly.
The assistant manager detected a trace of Marilyn Monroe act. But whatever she wanted to do didn't bother him. All he knew was that he wanted to fuck her and fuck her fast.
Now she was ready to play along with him.
"This bell boy said you wanted to get fucked," he told her, "and he also told me you do some interesting things."
She nodded.
"Certainly, love," she told him. "But I must know your name. I always think it's crude to have sex with a person when you don't even know his name. Am I right?"
"Yes, you're right," he agreed. "My name is Kevin."
"Sounds like an Irishman," she grinned as she observed him undressing.
Her naked state triggered him to want to get in bed as quickly as possible.
"I guess you're hotter than a pistol," she smiled. "I can see you don't waste any time, Kevin."
"No, I don't," Kevin told her. "I figure that we might as well get cracking, if you know what I mean."
"Sure, I know what you mean," she told him. "We're gonna have us a ball."
It didn't take her long now to get active.
"Sweetheart," he smiled at her, "Let's enjoy ourselves. Every minute."
Now he was eager to see a demonstration of her sexual ability. And she was just as eager to have him prove to her what a stud master he was.
When Kevin came to his shorts, for some reason he was a bit reluctant to pull them off. That caused her to become bolder. Going over to him, she tugged the elastic waistband of his shorts. She reached in and felt of his penis. Kevin enjoyed the way her hands fumbled with his cock.
"Do you like it?" he asked with a sly smile.
She nodded anxiously.
"You bet your fucking ass I do," she told him. "And I'd really like to take care of you now."
It wasn't going to be long. Kevin was eager to demonstrate for her what he could do.
He pulled out his cock as he slipped out of his shorts. She noticed it was getting bigger. He walked over to the bed.
"I never will forget Panama," he reminisced. "That was when I was a young man in the Navy and this brothel chick ate my ass out. I jerked on my cock while she sucked on my ass hole. She seemed to enjoy it."
Donna assured him that she would, too.
As he lay on his back and spread his legs wide, she got down around his crotch. She caressed his ass cheeks adoringly. And at the same time she wasted not a moment. She sucked his balls and then she let her tongue sweep down to his ass crack. He enjoyed the delightful feeling of her tongue slipping around his ass hole.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "you are beautiful. I love this. Keep it up."
She was determined that he was going to entertain her.
"Now you're doing it, darling," he told her. "Just like that."
She was eager to top the girl from Panama. Her tongue stiffened as she plunged it right up his ass hole.
"Fuck me," he told her eagerly. "Fuck me. Come on, sweetheart, fuck."
She wasted no time. She vigorously let her tongue sweep up his rectum. And she observed him jacking off now. His balls were swelling as he pulled on his penis.
"Oh, baby, you'd better make a habit of this," he told her. "I really love it."
She was happy that he seemed to be enjoying it so much.
"Tongue my dick," he told her. "I'm ready to spill my seed."
Flipping her tongue from his ass hole, she let it sweep up to his penis tip. Planting her mouth on his penis, she began sucking slowly.
"Suck me," he insisted. "Suck me. Come on, Donna, suck me."
Donna's mouth moved from the head of Kevin's cock to the base. At the same time she was massaging his balls and slowly inserting her finger up his ass hole. Kevin loved this double action.
"You're beautiful," he told her, "you really are. That's exactly what I want you to do. Now you're sucking. Keep it up."
The erotic thrills that she felt now carried her closer, ever closer, to a sticky climax.
"Eat it," he told her. "Come on, sweetheart, suck it off. Eat it!"
She could taste Kevin starting to unload. She could hardly wait for the magic moment when his sweet cum would spill in her mouth. Kevin's hand gripped her head and guided her.
"Suck me," he begged her eagerly. "Suck me off. Oh, baby, now you're doing it. Just like that. Suck my sweet pecker."
She continued sucking on his cock. All of the sudden she could feel him thrusting harder. Donna recognized that moment. She knew he was ready to shoot her his wad.
Reaching down with both hands, Kevin held her in place as he wildly fucked her face.
"Eat me," he gasped, "suck my cock off. Suck it off."
The hot, sweet cum juice spilled in her mouth. She sucked greedily.
"Ohhh," he gasped as he felt her sucking him in, "eat it. Yes, baby, yes."
The passionate frenzy he felt at this point really had him going. He was enjoying this enormously. She finished sucking his hot cock.
"Beautiful," he whispered enticingly. "That's the way I love it. Oh, baby, what a cock suck."
Resting her head on his thigh, she asked Kevin about his sex life.
"Do many chicks blow you?" she asked him quite frankly.
"Not nearly enough," he told her. "I just wish I could find someone like you to take care of me all of the time."
"Aren't you married?" she asked Kevin. "Sure, I'm married," Kevin replied, "but what's that got to do with fucking?"
"I should think your wife would take care of you," she quipped quickly.
"Marriage doesn't work that way," Kevin shook his head grimly. "The idea is you support the wife and kids. When it comes to getting your rocks off, it's catch as catch can."
"That's so unfair," she shook her head.
"That is why hustlers perform a very valuable service. They help these men m their own way."