Chapter 5
Michelle Thomas was walking through the lobby of the hotel on the way to her room. It was strange how all the people were still going about their business, as if nothing had happened. But something had happened. Now she knew, now she was one of the initiated and she knew what men and women did together....
For a moment she felt sad, not at the loss of her virginity, but at the loss of her innocence. She no longer had to imagine and fantasize what it would be like. She had been made love to, and the world would be forever different.
She wanted to be alone and experience this turning point in her life. It was sad and it was sweet, and she knew it was a feeling to relish and then let go, never to return again.
She headed back to the hotel room hoping her mother was not there. Well, even if she were, Michelle could say she was tired and then, pretending to be asleep, she could be alone with her thoughts and feelings ... sweet and lovely and sad.
She got out the key to the room and slowly turned the lock ... it was dark inside. Good! No one was there. The moonlight filtered through the open window just enough so that she could see well without having to turn on the light. She quietly removed her shorts and halter top and stood in front of the mirror, contemplating her body in the soft light of the moon.
I'm beautiful, she thought, and now I'm a woman, not a girl. She ran her hands along the sides of her hips then up along her high, firm breasts and as her fingers grazed the nipples, they hardened instantly as if remembering how they had just been made love to. She closed the mirrored door, went to her bed and crawled in between the cool, clean white sheets and staring up at the ceiling she contemplated her newfound womanhood.
She felt very relaxed and yet at the same time very aware of her body. God Mr. Elliot had made her feel good. Almost unbidden his enormous cock came to her mind and she felt her womanhood quiver in remembrance of it. Jesus she could feel her body responding just thinking about it. And it was so hard not to. Now that she'd tried it she couldn't stop.
Strange and lustful images began to invade her drowsing mind. She fought against them, but they were her own forbidden desires. Beneath the covers, her hands, as if they had a mind of their own began to caress her flesh and she was deep in her fantasy!
She was back at school. It was after her afternoon lecture and John Webster, the captain of the football squad and his two friends David and Art had invited her to study with them for the up-coming exam. But that had actually happened! Was she dreaming? Michelle moaned on the bed as her fevered mind replayed an actual incident. They had studied for a couple of hours and then John had brought out a joint and offered it around. That's when she'd left. They had all begun giggling and making remarks about being real laid back and enjoying themselves. At the time she'd been frightened and scared by the way their eyes had glanced at her body. The fumes from the dope had made her think everything had sexual overtones, and to her horror she'd begun to feel herself responding. So she had left.
Now though she let her mind relax and remake the scene....
She glanced back at the door, but her way was barred by a burly six footer, his arms folded across his bare chest. They were all wearing athletic shorts and no shirts.
"I'll bet you'll like it. You ain't seen three better, bigger cocks anywhere!"
"No, no! Don't!" she pleaded, but it was too late. The glasy-eyed studs were quickly out of their shorts and jocks and she was surrounded ... by naked young men and hard, throbbing cocks!
"C'mon, baby ... take a look," John grunted. "How's this hunk o' meat? Ya' wanta' nibble on it for a' while?"
His buddies laughed uproariously and pulled furiously at their own ample cocks, until Michelle was surrounded by firm, youthful stiff pricks.
"Noooo!" she mewled, but this time something had changed. Her lusts and desires had surfaced now, right out in front where they could be seen ... and the thin veneer of respectability and decency had been stripped nakedly away!
"C'mon, girl ... let's see those boobs!" John said, his eyes glassy from the marijuana. He tore the buttons of her dress open, almost ripping her garment in his frenzied haste. She started to cry out, but then just stood there shaking her head frantically back and forth as the football star undressed her....
No, dear God, noo!
Her dress was open to the waist and he finished the last buttons and it fell open completely, excitingly displaying her voluptuous charms from her neck right down to her ankles!
"Goddamn, look at them breasts," Art groaned anxiously. He reached behind her and unhooked her brassiere and took it off, pausing long enough for one furtive caress of her large, firm breasts.
John leaned closer and began to coarsely fondle her tits, squeezing the flesh until it reddened beneath his fingers and then his hands snaked down over her belly and under the elastic of her pantyhose. Down went his fingers, into the sheer baby-blue fabric of her panties ... and into the warm, moist flesh of her pussy....
Michelle writhed on her bed now completely lost to her fantasy, her own fingers stroking and caressing her flesh. She was deep in her dream now. Deep in what her body wanted....
"You want it, you want these three, hard dicks so bad you can taste 'em," John was saying.
"Noooo, noooo!"
"Sure, you do, baby ... I know better. You're just a cock-hungry bitch and ya' can't help it! Shit it's already dripping wet between your legs!"
He took her arm with his other hand and pushed it down to his crotch, "Go on, feel that mother and tell me ya' don't want it, go on!"
Michelle's fingers brushed his huge, meaty erection and he covered her hand with his, forcing her fingers closed around his cock, though it was too thick for her to encircle. She shook and shuddered with shame and despair ... but she knew he was right! Something had snapped inside her, something was different and the new girl she had become wanted it ... she wanted all their big, beautiful cocks!
Her arms were at her side now and she was no longer trying to cover her near nakedness. John grinned to his buddies and bent over to kiss her right, proud breast incitingly, his thick pink tongue wetly coursing over the crinkly buds of her nipples and deep into the cleavage between the globes of her breasts.
John lifted his face from her breast and breathed hotly into her face. "Let's get the rest off, then we can really boogie!" He squeezed her left breast so tightly that she groaned in pain.
"Oooooooh!" she moaned in anguish and humiliation, but John was busy below her narrow waist, his fingers tugging at the elastic waistband of her pantyhose and then, at the tight nylon of her panties! He pulled and pushed and tugged until the two undergarments rolled down her slender thighs and Art went behind her and pulled the elastic of her pantyhose over the bulging swell of her naked buttocks until she stood before the three boys completely naked!
They stepped back and stared openly at her curvaceous nakedness, the high proud soaring mounds of her breasts. Her soft pink nipples crying out for their lips and fingers, the narrowing of her waist and then the promising swell of her hips ... and the sparse inviting vee of her pubic fleece between them!
She opened her eyes and looked at her captors, first avoiding their eyes and then staring into them. She could see their boyish enthusiasm, the eager glistening excitement of their passions, and it made her feel good to know she could do that to these big, husky young men. And then she let her eyes lower, down over the slight paunch of their summer beer bellies ... Dear God, they're all so beautiful down there! Such gorgeous, thick things they have between their legs! And so hard ... mmmmm!
She felt a surge of pride and confidence as she watched their eyes bulge as they took in all of of her nakedness and she felt incredibly beautiful ... liberated, like only a really liberated woman can know. Liberated and free to do as she pleased ... with any man she desired!
John was the first to move and he dropped suddenly to his knees at the sweet smelling altar of her naked sex. His beefy arms went around the girlish curves of her buttocks and he grabbed the soft cheeks of her ass and pulled her sensuously against his face, kissing her soulfully on the gentle hummock of her pubis. She shuddered convulsively and moaned with the shame of her disgrace ... but she was powerless to stop.
"Mmmmmmm, yess!" she breathed excitedly as she felt his tonguetip snake wetly into the sizzling wetness of her cunt, splaying the lips of her pussy and probing through the dark fleecy curls of her pubic hair.
His next gesture was a deep, stabbing probe with this thick tongue, up between the ragged pink folds of her vagina to the nerve jammed pearl of her clitoris. Michelle cried out, it was as if a pin had been pushed into her flesh and she started to topple over backward, but four strong, young arms caught her and eased her slender naked buttocks onto the sofa. John followed her down, spreading her legs with the backs of his beefy hands as he pushed his head between her thighs. He could see the dew moist little slit of her pussy, rimmed with beads of moisture, concealed beneath the fluffy curls of her pubic hair and he pushed his face hard against it, spreading the pliant warm lips of her pussy with his tongue.
"How is it, John?" David groaned anxiously. "Like honey, I'll bet!"
Michelle leaned back into someone's arms, whose she had no idea ... and she didn't care! She gasped as he began to lick her cuntal slit slavishly from top to bottom, his long thick tongue laving upward along the sizzling fissure of her pussy from the tiny little ring of her anus, over the hot, wet opening to her cunt, to the throbbing, oily marble of her clit.
What little control she had left was fast fading, her body taken over by this alter ego personality she had never known lay dangerously beneath her veneer of decency and propriety.
"Mmmm, John ... yes, lick my pussy, lick it real good!" she bleated. She moaned tremorously, her legs so lewdly splayed that they were almost at right angles to her slender, squirming young body. She wriggled down lower'and angled herself back so that the full naked heat of her crotch was pressed against the young man's face. She had surrendered to her desires and she was lost!
A gurgling incessant groan rumbled in her throat now and her breasts juggled and bounced from side to side as the football star hotly tongued and kissed the fervently sizzling flesh of her vagina. She lifted her head and looked down at him through the slits her eyes had become and saw his almost hairless head bobbing ravenously between her thighs as his tongue swiped deliciously through the narrow cleft of her pussy. She heard the lewd slurping noises his tongue and lips made between her legs, but they only excited her more.
Naked, lurid sensations whispered to her from the heat of her loins and she was grinding her hips and pelvis without being aware of it ... wriggling them seductively in a timeless dance of female arousal. Her breasts tingled with the heat of her forbidden desires, as if someone had rubbed them with a powerful lotion, and the voices of the boys when they spoke came to her through a thick, garbling haze ... the misty fog of her naked desires!
Nothing mattered to her now but the pleasurable sensations of ecstasy that rippled up from her crotch as John's tongue hungrily swiped again and again through the pink, clinging heat of her pussy.
His hands moved up over her belly, up to the jiggling flesh of her soft, large breasts. He groped at them crudely and with wide eyed fervor, squeezing the tender soft flesh between his thick calloused fingers until she groaned her naked approval. Her sensuous dance was fast going out of control as his tongue and lips moved hotly over her naked loins and she began a slow sensuous contortion of unspeakable arousal, her widely splayed crotch moving urgently against his lips and face until his nose was deep in the fagrant cleft of her twat!
A faint cry of beseechment rose up from the crumbled ruins of her decency and self respect, but it was quickly drowned in her mind ... drowned in a sea of seething lust!
She felt something happening behind her as her head was lifted from the boy's leg, then, moments later, she felt a nudging insistence at her hands. But not until she opened her eyes did she see both of their firm, anxious cocks there in need of her woman's touch!
"Oh, damn, yes ... I want them, too! All of your big, hard dicks for Michelle!" she blurted mindlessly, writhing now from head to curled under toe with the furious storm of her own passion, and still grinding her crotch wetly against the other one's face.
She moaned excitedly as she took both their cocks in her small hands, and she moaned louder still as they stiffened beneath her fingers into throbbing, fleshy hunks of desirous virility. They were long and hard and thick and, God, how she did need them!
Her fingers moved up and down along the thick, fleshy lengths of their pricks with a slow, sensuous rhythm of the same tempo as the writhing of her loins and she felt a shiver of pleasure along her spine as the two husky lads groaned with delight from the exquisite forbidden pressure of her fingers. She looked up at them, their heads back and their eyes half closed as she masturbated their huge young cocks simultaneously in an act of troilistic lust!
She closed her own eyes as her nostrils flared in bestial passion. John was still hard at work between her thighs, and the loud slurping noises now seemed to fill the tiny living room. The temperature inside had climbed at least ten degrees and they were all glistening with sweat as Michelle suddenly could stand it no longer and began to buck wildly, her arms flailing savagely as she pumped the two cocks in her fists so forcefully that the football players feared she would jerk their dicks out of their crotches!
Her eyes flung open and she gasped pitifully, a moan of ecstasy gurgling deep in her throat. "Yesss ... yes! Aaaarrrrrggggghhhh, I'm cummingg!" There was still another moan and her cunt flowered hotly around his lips and tongue and she could feel her own gushing wetness bathe his cheeks and lewdly smear on the insides of her thighs. She bounced up and down frantically as the thrilling electricity of her orgasm surged up from her twat and tingled its way through her whole body until her skin was covered with goose bumps.
Then only seconds apart, David and Art groaned painfully as the heat of their seething cum became too much to withstand and great, surging spurts of heavy, creamy cum groaned up from their balls ... arching through the air to splatter obscenely on Michelle's jiggling, bare breasts. She kept right on pumping their cocks even as they erupted simultaneously in a cascade of. lurid, smearing sperm ... pumping again and again until the boys groaned in pain and backed away, leaving her naked and trembling with red hot desire....
She wanted, she needed cock! She wanted to be fucked, fucked with hard cock, but the boys were backing further and further away. The whole room was receeding from her. She moaned in disappointment. She wanted fucking. Michelle twisted and groaned on the bed, slowly becoming aware of the sheets underneath her, of the room around her. She was in her hotel room. It had all been a dream.
Oh God! But she wanted to fuck. She opened her eyes to look down her body. Her hand was crawling towards her excited cunt and she knew she couldn't stop herself. She had to have something inside her hot pussy, even if it was only her fingers. She heard a slight sound, it was the door handle, but she couldn't stop. And then the door was open and her mother was coming into the room.
"Michelle darling are you...." Rachel started to say, and then stopped in surprise as she saw her young daughter looking straight at her and masturbating on the bed!