I got to the hotel just south of the city and along one of the interstates around 11:45 and rented a room. I took the elevator up on the fourth floor, went in, set up toy bag, vodka, snacks. The room had two queen size beds, two cushy chairs and a small desk with chair. I opened the drapes and closed the sheers. When I was satisfied, I called Rona’s cell and gave her the room number and for safety, called Katrina with the same, then I got ice from the machine at the end of the hall and sodas from the drink machine.
Within 15 minutes there was a knock on the door. Nervously and heart pounding, I opened it and stared speechless at the three girls who glared back at me. One girl spoke first, a" hello bitch", and I knew that was Rona. I melted; she’s as hot as her picture indicated and about my height. They entered and gave me the once over.
Rona had on tight jeans, stilettos, and a black leather jacket and had a satchel which appeared to be full of something. She took the jacket off and had on a patterned top studded with bling. The way she walked over to me with this cocky swagger made me melt and I recalled her saying she's the real deal or something to that effect. She dragged her nails across my face, poked a finger under my chin, lifted it and said aren’t you going to kiss me. We embraced and I opened my mouth, accepted her tongue. I shook inside and felt this subtle claiming and dominance from her kiss as if her tongue was fucking my mouth. We traded tongues; her kiss was almost savage and reeked of a street smart girl who doesn’t take any shit from anybody. I knew now the few times we talked on the phone was not just talk but the real Rona.
She broke the kiss and introduced me to her friends, Tori and Zamara. Tori was very tall, somewhat thick but totally shapely, had beautiful mahogany skin, long hair, a full ass, large tits and wearing thick heeled UGG’s a pink top and jeans. The other girl, Zamara, somewhat hefty, bleached blonde afro, had on red tights, a logo jacket which she removed revealing a black and white stripped sweater with her big boobs poking out.
Rona gestured to the dresser where I’d set the vodka, sodas and my toy bag and told me to fix them a drink, it didn’t matter what.
I felt nervous, sensed their stares and heard Zamara comment that fucking this old bitch will be fun. I blushed but we all knew why we were here. Rona got straight to the point while we sipped drinks. She told me she’d read all sorts of shit on my blog; even back as far as my early beginnings with Jody also some of the sessions with Katrina, plus dozens of episodes about me submitting to other women. She skipped most of the white girls crap because white girls don’t know shit about fucking. That’s the way she talked; earthy and direct. She really liked Sophia and her girls as if she was making a direct comparison. She asked about the hotel weekend and also MW and Jas. I’d start to answer but she’d interrupt me and drown my answer with another comment or a different question. That’s been her style on the phone, too.
When I saw her drink was empty, I offered to fix another and she simply shoved the plastic cup at me in reply. I handed each of them a refill which got a “well trained bitch” from Rona. Though she knew my age, she made me tell them how old I was. Tori doubled over in laughter and told me to get my drivers license to verify it. While passing my license around, she asked how I got to be such a fucked up bitch at my age.
Rona moved things forward and said we don’t have all day; get my clothes off. I pulled off the skirt and top and got down to a black bra and the briefest of black mesh g-string panties that hid practically nothing and black thigh highs. I saw her lick her lips and the other coo. She had me pull my tits out the top of the bra and strike a few poses for them, then had me pull the nothing panties to one side to show my cunt and wiggle around. Then she told me to turn and show them my asshole. So I turned, bent over some, pulled the thong out of my ass crack and spread my cheeks. Rona barked at me … wider, bitch! That really got them ghetto talking almost as if they were speaking a dialect but I could clearly catch the gist of their comments about my asshole. Rona asked the rhetorical question to her girls if they ever thought they’d be looking at some old horny white trash slut ass like this. That set off a new round of them chiding me about being an old whore who gets off giving it to black girls.
I stayed in my ass display position until Rona told me to turn around. She approached me again, raked her fingernails across my breasts, down my tummy and across my cunt. She told me to lower the panties just enough to expose my cunt. I remember Zamara’s comment that my smooth cunt made me look like an old whore trying to look like a girl. Rona yanked the panties down more, grabbed my cunt and asked if this is what I wanted them to take. I said yes. She slapped me and said yes, what. I said “yes, Maam.” She said don’t ever call her fucking anything but Maam, same for Tori and Zamara. They’ll call me what they want to. Now the rules were clearly set; that was almost a relief to me.
She went back to her knowledge of the blog and said she knew I’d take about anything up the butt. I said yes Maam. She laughed that they brought me some treats which she’d get to later.
She set her drink down and ran her hands through my hair. The feeling of her playing with my hair was magnetic and electrifying and I felt my cunt pulsing. She tightened her fingers in my hair and pulled me off balance just enough to force me to the floor on my knees between the two queen sized beds. She sat on the edge of the bed and raised one leg enough until the sole of her stiletto was in front of my face. She had me lick the bottom of her shoe and I tasted the dirt and grime. My cunt throbbed. Without saying a word she extended the other foot and I did the same. Tori were on the edge of the bed behind me and I felt her hands reaching around me cupping my tits and rolling my nipples. Zamara give me a straight shot of vodka to cleanse my mouth.
Rona stood, wrapped her fingers in my hair and pulled me back to my feet. When I did Zamara held my arms behind me, Rona pulled my panties all the way down my legs and I stepped out. She jabbed her fingers in my cunt, slowly fingered me a few times and brought her fingers to my lips. I sucked them. She removed my bra and grabbed my tits and squeezed them.
Again, she asked how old I was; again, I told her. She made a big deal out of a 48 year old whore naked in a hotel room with three black girls who were about to tear her up. My face reddened but I said something about being glad to be here. Without warning, Rona punched me in the stomach twice, knocked the air out of me and let me sink to the floor to recover.
I curled on the floor trying to get my breath, then standing over me like I was some animal they'd just snared. The image of me on the floor and them on their feet said it all. Rona hissed did I understand I was their bitch. I could only nod but finally got out a yes Maam. She grabbed my hair again and began pulling me around the room until she flung me into Tori’s open arms and I found myself being dragged around by this almost Amazon girl. I stumbled around behind her and bent halfway over while she pulled my hair and led me back and forth from the main door to the bathroom door and back in front of Rona. She slapped my face hard and asked in her street language if I was still glad to be here. I said yes Maam.
Rona began undressing, first the bling top, then the bra, revealing her well formed breasts and prominent nipples. She unbuttoned her flared jeans and shimmied out. She had on gold thong panties which weren’t more than a butterfly shaped panel over her pussy. She seductively lowered her panties and pulled her lips apart. She's trimmed with a patch of fluff about her clit, fleshy lips and clit. Inside me, I went OMG. She asked if want this, bitch? I said yes Maam. She said show me how much and sat on the edge of the bed.
I knelt between her legs and kissed her breasts and toyed with her nipples until I felt her hands in my hair again pulling me down to her trimmed pussy. I licked and tasted her syrupy nectar, exposed her pinkness and for a split second had the image I was licking into a dish of Neapolitan ice cream, the strawberry flavor separated by two layers of chocolate and no vanilla. Nothing about Rona is vanilla. I licked more of her sweetness and began using my tongue and fingers while she hissed at me. She released my hair, propped back on her elbows and opened her legs wider and I took over. Rona opened her legs more, exposing her hole and I slipped down to suck her rose and lick the secretions off her hole. I pressed my tongue at her, swirled, then went back to her pussy and used my fingers on her clit. She moaned, I kept on, Zamara and Tori both chirping away at me. The whole thing came together when Rona pushed her cunt up and came. I placed my hands under her hips, squeezed her cheeks, moved to her hole again and pressed my nose against her cunt while she did mini spasms, then pushed me away.
Tori was standing off to my right between the beds and she’d stripped down to a pink top, pink panties and black thick heeled UGG clogs. She lowered the panties and stuck her sumptuous mahogany ass back at me, exposing everything she had. Despite her deeper skin tone, the area around her hole was even darker and black as coal. Her cunt oddly was slightly lighter than her mahogany tone and I could see the faint pinkness poking through her thick lips. I think it’s one of the most erotic visual images I’ll ever see and one I’ll never forget.
Tori had one hand on the bed side table and pulled ass open with the left hand and pouched her ass back further. I knew the signal and Rona told me to go for it. I turned to my right, planted my face between her cheeks and began sucking her musky ass. Rona pushed the heel of her stiletto into my back. I winced but never lost contact with Tori’s asshole, intent on giving her all the pleasure I could. There was something about her position or her hole that just got all over me and I went into lala land sucking her. She wanted fingers on her cunt and I obliged her with a muffled yes Maam. Rona called me an ass sucking bitch, Zamara was cackling. Tori went off the charts moaning, suddenly turned around. I went back for her pussy, she shouted to get fingers in her, she was going to cumm. I frigged her and she squirted on my face like somebody turned on a faucet. She collapsed on the bed in a mixture of moans and giggles.
From out of nowhere Zamara, now naked, pulled me over to the other bed where she was waiting and straddled me, first giving me her large tits and thick nipples which I sucked like a baby. She said she wanted give me some momma’s milk. I knew she’d given birth. She shifted her position and let her hairy cunt replace her nipples in my mouth. I sucked her, poked my tongue through her folds for a while until she started riding my face. I sucked her and moved one hand around her hip and found her rose and pressed. She came and slammed her probably 200 pound body down on my face until she moved her thick ass over my mouth. She rode me this way and came again. She wanted more ass sucking and laid face down on the bed, legs spread. I got on my tummy and sucked her ass again.
At about that moment there was a knock on the room door. Rona threw on her jeans and top and let Katrina in. I looked over to the door but Zamara quickly told me don’t stop what I’m doing. I turned back to her ass but sensed my co-ownwe coming over and patting my butt and asking how I was doing. I ate Zamara that much more feverishly, slipped a hand under her cunt and rubbed her off again. (Zamara is a cumm factory.)
Rona introduced her friends to Katrina then laughingly said, ‘and I believe you know the cunt,” referring to me. Katrina laughed and told me I was a mess. She and Rona went to one corner of the room and talked. Tori, meanwhile grabbed me and had me on my left side, pulled my right leg in between her thighs and had me start humping her cunt. Zamara came back over me and had my face back between her thighs. I could hear Katrina and Rona talking and then step outside the room. While they were gone, I’d been pulled and jerked from one girl to the other, from one pussy to the other, as if they were jungle cats arguing over a piece of meat. Zamara came again; I don’t think Tori did, not sure.
Katrina and Rona came back in, and I could tell they were hitting it off. She told them to wind things down so I could get out by 4:00 and not to mark me too badly since I was serving at Fran's party on Sunday. She told Rona next time, we’ll be more liberal and the sky’s the limit. I think it was about 1:30 when she gave me a bye bitch and left.
Everybody took a pee break. Rona had me fix everybody another drink. She told me Katrina gave them thumbs up and said no serious marks but otherwise, do what they wanted. They had an agreement that today would not a one hit wonder. I was sort of dazed at this point, my third drink, and having eaten them off to about 5-6 orgasms total.
Rona started talking about the blog again and making reference to some of the more raunchy sessions I’d had with various women and girls, and particularly regarding ass play. Though half out of it, I was amazed at how much she’d gleaned from reading but particularly how she’d honed in on the weekend sessions, be it the hotel, Jas, Sophia or Mw, and the sex for money aspects. She said I was a pain and pussy smorgasbord.
We finished the drinks and Rona asked how much fucking could my ass take. I didn’t answer immediately but Tori, who was sitting on the edge of the bed closest to where I was standing, said there’s only one way to find out. She grabbed my arm and pulled me face down across her lap and started spanking my butt with her hand. I saw Rona take a long leather paddle out of her satchel. Tori took it and began flailing away at my butt cheeks with that thing. Once I tried to reach my hand back and protect my stinging ass but Rona grabbed my hands, and tied them behind me and ran a rope around my waist to secure my hands in the small of my back. Tori spanked me relentlessly until Rona stopped her and told me this is just the beginning.
They dragged me to my feet. Tori took things out of her satchel and placed them on the bed. The string of anal balls didn’t surprise me but the rest of it was mind boggling: an English cucumber, a small dry salami and one of those prepackaged U-shaped rings of kielbasa. She asked if I’d ever been fucked with a piece of meat. I stood there staring down at this stuff and shook my head, said no Maam. The last thing she took out was a glass butt plug. I gulped. This thing was thicker, appeared longer and shaped differently than the medium plug in my bag.
They pulled the small desk away from the wall, position me so I was standing at the back of it and pushed me face down across it. One of them separated my legs and tied my ankles to the back legs of the desk. I knew things were going to get serious. Right in front of my face, Rona removed the shrink wrap from the English cuke. She asked if I ever had one of these up me, I said a regular one but not one of those. She lubed the small end and I saw the sinister grin on her face. She disappeared behind me. I felt her fingers push lube into my hole then finger me. The cuke quickly followed. I groaned as I felt it being slowly pushed up my ass. She said the cuke was 13" long and about a third of it was up me. She pushed more in. I shrieked and felt my face contorted and strained. She said that’s half and a real whore could take a lot more. She pushed it deeper, I yelled and begged no more. She slid some out then pushed back in and began fucking my ass. I had tears in the corners of my eyes and begged her no. one of them slapped my ass again a few times and pushed more in. I screamed. She fucked me more. I felt raped. She said about 2/3’s of it was in me. (I have no idea whether it was or not.) She fucked me, slid it almost all the way out, I’d think she was going to remove it but she’d slid it back up me. She repeated this several times. I have no idea how long this fucking went on but to me it was forever. Finally she told me she’d take it out if I promised to suck it. I yelled I would. I felt it slid out and she ceremoniously walked around in front of me. She sat in the chair with her hand wrapped around the thick end. She said I’d taken the rest of it. I shivered. She held the small end in front of my mouth. I could smell my ass scent. She said open my slut hole mouth and when I did, she eased some of the cuke in. I gagged but sucked it while she called me dirty names. She withdrew it from my mouth and laid it on the desk.
Next she unwrapped the kielbasa. She made a big production of pointing out the interesting closed U-shape of the meat and told me she was going to fuck both hole with this at the same time. I saw her work a condom over both ends. She was aware I hadn’t cumm and this was my chance, would I like to cumm from being fucked with a piece of meat. At this point I didn’t care and I begged her to fuck me. She moved behind me and said by now my ass was easily penetrated. I felt both ends of the kielbasa entering me, one in my cunt, and the other in my ass. She started fucking me; the feeling was mind-bending. Tori sat in front of me, picked up the cuke and shoved it into my mouth.
The sensation of all my holes being fucked simultaneously by these things was insane. I felt completely objectified and humiliated as if my holes were theirs to toy with. Their comments were totally gutter talk; things about an old whore so desperate for a cumm she’d let her holes get fucked with veggies and raw meat. I was off the charts listening to them degrade me verbally. They could have fucked me with anything. I begged for a cumm. She told me to tell them what I was being fucked with and I screamed it out: raw meat and veggies. They cackled and told me to cumm. In some blinding flash of lust and need I exploded over and over listening to their laughter and insults. She yelled that my holes could take more couldn’t they, I nodded, still sucking the cuke. She asked if I wanted more, I nodded yes.
I felt something different happening to my ass and cunt; what exactly I couldn’t quite discern immediately but I figured it out. They’d removed the kielbasa, broken it in half and shoved both pieces back into my cunt, unwrapped the dry salami, put a condom on it, lubed it and shoved it in my ass. Who was in control of what at that moment, I don’t know but I felt this salami, about the thickness of my wrist, raping my asshole and the diabolical madness of both pieces of kielbasa fucking my cunt as if I had two cocks in me. My mind was in overload matching the fucking. I came again. Rona yelled more. The meat fuck didn’t stop and kept pounding me until I’d cumm once more. She held things in place while I came down to earth.
I could barely fathom what had happened. I lay there like I’d been sacrificed on some alter of lust, the salami still in my ass and both pieces of the kielbasa still buried in my cunt like two cocks. That’s all I could think about. My trace was interrupted by her voice ringing in my ears. She sat in the chair, raised my head and spit in my face again. She said there’s something I want from you. I weakly asked what. She said the part in the blog that excited her most was the description of Sophia and her girls using me overnight at my house. She wanted to same opportunity; would I promise to make it happen. I said I don’t know when I can do that. She said she wasn’t asking for a specific date but a promise that when the opportunity was right, I’d have them over for the night or two. I promised.
She reached across to the bed and got the glass butt plug and said they wanted to see me take this. I told her I didn’t know if I could because of its size and my ass was sore; she said bullshit. She lubed it while I watched and handed Zamara and Tori the lube. I felt them slide the salami out of my ass and lube my hole again. Rona came behind me, laughed about how distended my asshole was and started working it into me. I gasped and felt it invade me but she kept going until it seated in my hole. I had tears in my eyes again. They rotated and tapped the plug which drove me nuts. They untied my legs from the desk, left my hands tied and lifted me off the desk and had me sit on the edge of the bed. That pushed the plug deeper into me. Finally they had me stand and walk back and forth around the room a couple of times. Rona put my 4” heels back on my feet which intensified the discomfort and tilt of the plug. She picked up the paddle and swatted my ass cheeks and thighs until I was dancing in agony. She said “walk bitch.” I hustled around the room but apparently not fast enough for them. They started leading me around by my hair again. Tori spit in my face and my mouth. Zamara did the same. All of them shouting the words whore, bitch, slut, cunt at me. They slapped my face, tits and cunt like there was no tomorrow.
Rona led me to the door to the hall, opened it and threatened to make me walk down the hallway. I begged her not to. She peeked out, said there was no one there and get my skanky ass out there. I couldn’t imagine anything worse. Tori said she’d make it happen and threw on her clothes quickly. She looped a piece of rope around my neck and pulled me protesting, bound and plugged out into the hallway. I tottered behind Tori, every step resonating the intrusion of the plug in my ass. She walked me a very short distance, about two room doors down the hall and back then led me back inside where the three of them had a sidesplitting laugh. Rona pushed me to the bed, fell on top of me. I sucked her tits then ate her again.
I lay there in shambles. Rona rolled me over and eased the plug out of my ass. She spit into my gapping hole and untied my hands. She said it was about 3:45 and if I needed to be out by 4:00 I better get going. She and Zamara dressed. I lay there and watched. Rona hovered over me and said they had fun and intended to keep my owners happy because they wanted me again. She reminded me of the overnight she wanted with me at my house as soon as possible. She kissed me as savagely as when she came, tweaked a nipple and said see you later, bitch. She grabbed her satchel and they left. I threw my body in the shower to get the stink off and threw on my clothes. I gathered my things, took on look around the room which looked and smelled like a den of lust and left.
Within 15 minutes there was a knock on the door. Nervously and heart pounding, I opened it and stared speechless at the three girls who glared back at me. One girl spoke first, a" hello bitch", and I knew that was Rona. I melted; she’s as hot as her picture indicated and about my height. They entered and gave me the once over.
Rona had on tight jeans, stilettos, and a black leather jacket and had a satchel which appeared to be full of something. She took the jacket off and had on a patterned top studded with bling. The way she walked over to me with this cocky swagger made me melt and I recalled her saying she's the real deal or something to that effect. She dragged her nails across my face, poked a finger under my chin, lifted it and said aren’t you going to kiss me. We embraced and I opened my mouth, accepted her tongue. I shook inside and felt this subtle claiming and dominance from her kiss as if her tongue was fucking my mouth. We traded tongues; her kiss was almost savage and reeked of a street smart girl who doesn’t take any shit from anybody. I knew now the few times we talked on the phone was not just talk but the real Rona.
She broke the kiss and introduced me to her friends, Tori and Zamara. Tori was very tall, somewhat thick but totally shapely, had beautiful mahogany skin, long hair, a full ass, large tits and wearing thick heeled UGG’s a pink top and jeans. The other girl, Zamara, somewhat hefty, bleached blonde afro, had on red tights, a logo jacket which she removed revealing a black and white stripped sweater with her big boobs poking out.
Rona gestured to the dresser where I’d set the vodka, sodas and my toy bag and told me to fix them a drink, it didn’t matter what.
I felt nervous, sensed their stares and heard Zamara comment that fucking this old bitch will be fun. I blushed but we all knew why we were here. Rona got straight to the point while we sipped drinks. She told me she’d read all sorts of shit on my blog; even back as far as my early beginnings with Jody also some of the sessions with Katrina, plus dozens of episodes about me submitting to other women. She skipped most of the white girls crap because white girls don’t know shit about fucking. That’s the way she talked; earthy and direct. She really liked Sophia and her girls as if she was making a direct comparison. She asked about the hotel weekend and also MW and Jas. I’d start to answer but she’d interrupt me and drown my answer with another comment or a different question. That’s been her style on the phone, too.
When I saw her drink was empty, I offered to fix another and she simply shoved the plastic cup at me in reply. I handed each of them a refill which got a “well trained bitch” from Rona. Though she knew my age, she made me tell them how old I was. Tori doubled over in laughter and told me to get my drivers license to verify it. While passing my license around, she asked how I got to be such a fucked up bitch at my age.
Rona moved things forward and said we don’t have all day; get my clothes off. I pulled off the skirt and top and got down to a black bra and the briefest of black mesh g-string panties that hid practically nothing and black thigh highs. I saw her lick her lips and the other coo. She had me pull my tits out the top of the bra and strike a few poses for them, then had me pull the nothing panties to one side to show my cunt and wiggle around. Then she told me to turn and show them my asshole. So I turned, bent over some, pulled the thong out of my ass crack and spread my cheeks. Rona barked at me … wider, bitch! That really got them ghetto talking almost as if they were speaking a dialect but I could clearly catch the gist of their comments about my asshole. Rona asked the rhetorical question to her girls if they ever thought they’d be looking at some old horny white trash slut ass like this. That set off a new round of them chiding me about being an old whore who gets off giving it to black girls.
I stayed in my ass display position until Rona told me to turn around. She approached me again, raked her fingernails across my breasts, down my tummy and across my cunt. She told me to lower the panties just enough to expose my cunt. I remember Zamara’s comment that my smooth cunt made me look like an old whore trying to look like a girl. Rona yanked the panties down more, grabbed my cunt and asked if this is what I wanted them to take. I said yes. She slapped me and said yes, what. I said “yes, Maam.” She said don’t ever call her fucking anything but Maam, same for Tori and Zamara. They’ll call me what they want to. Now the rules were clearly set; that was almost a relief to me.
She went back to her knowledge of the blog and said she knew I’d take about anything up the butt. I said yes Maam. She laughed that they brought me some treats which she’d get to later.
She set her drink down and ran her hands through my hair. The feeling of her playing with my hair was magnetic and electrifying and I felt my cunt pulsing. She tightened her fingers in my hair and pulled me off balance just enough to force me to the floor on my knees between the two queen sized beds. She sat on the edge of the bed and raised one leg enough until the sole of her stiletto was in front of my face. She had me lick the bottom of her shoe and I tasted the dirt and grime. My cunt throbbed. Without saying a word she extended the other foot and I did the same. Tori were on the edge of the bed behind me and I felt her hands reaching around me cupping my tits and rolling my nipples. Zamara give me a straight shot of vodka to cleanse my mouth.
Rona stood, wrapped her fingers in my hair and pulled me back to my feet. When I did Zamara held my arms behind me, Rona pulled my panties all the way down my legs and I stepped out. She jabbed her fingers in my cunt, slowly fingered me a few times and brought her fingers to my lips. I sucked them. She removed my bra and grabbed my tits and squeezed them.
Again, she asked how old I was; again, I told her. She made a big deal out of a 48 year old whore naked in a hotel room with three black girls who were about to tear her up. My face reddened but I said something about being glad to be here. Without warning, Rona punched me in the stomach twice, knocked the air out of me and let me sink to the floor to recover.
I curled on the floor trying to get my breath, then standing over me like I was some animal they'd just snared. The image of me on the floor and them on their feet said it all. Rona hissed did I understand I was their bitch. I could only nod but finally got out a yes Maam. She grabbed my hair again and began pulling me around the room until she flung me into Tori’s open arms and I found myself being dragged around by this almost Amazon girl. I stumbled around behind her and bent halfway over while she pulled my hair and led me back and forth from the main door to the bathroom door and back in front of Rona. She slapped my face hard and asked in her street language if I was still glad to be here. I said yes Maam.
Rona began undressing, first the bling top, then the bra, revealing her well formed breasts and prominent nipples. She unbuttoned her flared jeans and shimmied out. She had on gold thong panties which weren’t more than a butterfly shaped panel over her pussy. She seductively lowered her panties and pulled her lips apart. She's trimmed with a patch of fluff about her clit, fleshy lips and clit. Inside me, I went OMG. She asked if want this, bitch? I said yes Maam. She said show me how much and sat on the edge of the bed.
I knelt between her legs and kissed her breasts and toyed with her nipples until I felt her hands in my hair again pulling me down to her trimmed pussy. I licked and tasted her syrupy nectar, exposed her pinkness and for a split second had the image I was licking into a dish of Neapolitan ice cream, the strawberry flavor separated by two layers of chocolate and no vanilla. Nothing about Rona is vanilla. I licked more of her sweetness and began using my tongue and fingers while she hissed at me. She released my hair, propped back on her elbows and opened her legs wider and I took over. Rona opened her legs more, exposing her hole and I slipped down to suck her rose and lick the secretions off her hole. I pressed my tongue at her, swirled, then went back to her pussy and used my fingers on her clit. She moaned, I kept on, Zamara and Tori both chirping away at me. The whole thing came together when Rona pushed her cunt up and came. I placed my hands under her hips, squeezed her cheeks, moved to her hole again and pressed my nose against her cunt while she did mini spasms, then pushed me away.
Tori was standing off to my right between the beds and she’d stripped down to a pink top, pink panties and black thick heeled UGG clogs. She lowered the panties and stuck her sumptuous mahogany ass back at me, exposing everything she had. Despite her deeper skin tone, the area around her hole was even darker and black as coal. Her cunt oddly was slightly lighter than her mahogany tone and I could see the faint pinkness poking through her thick lips. I think it’s one of the most erotic visual images I’ll ever see and one I’ll never forget.
Tori had one hand on the bed side table and pulled ass open with the left hand and pouched her ass back further. I knew the signal and Rona told me to go for it. I turned to my right, planted my face between her cheeks and began sucking her musky ass. Rona pushed the heel of her stiletto into my back. I winced but never lost contact with Tori’s asshole, intent on giving her all the pleasure I could. There was something about her position or her hole that just got all over me and I went into lala land sucking her. She wanted fingers on her cunt and I obliged her with a muffled yes Maam. Rona called me an ass sucking bitch, Zamara was cackling. Tori went off the charts moaning, suddenly turned around. I went back for her pussy, she shouted to get fingers in her, she was going to cumm. I frigged her and she squirted on my face like somebody turned on a faucet. She collapsed on the bed in a mixture of moans and giggles.
From out of nowhere Zamara, now naked, pulled me over to the other bed where she was waiting and straddled me, first giving me her large tits and thick nipples which I sucked like a baby. She said she wanted give me some momma’s milk. I knew she’d given birth. She shifted her position and let her hairy cunt replace her nipples in my mouth. I sucked her, poked my tongue through her folds for a while until she started riding my face. I sucked her and moved one hand around her hip and found her rose and pressed. She came and slammed her probably 200 pound body down on my face until she moved her thick ass over my mouth. She rode me this way and came again. She wanted more ass sucking and laid face down on the bed, legs spread. I got on my tummy and sucked her ass again.
At about that moment there was a knock on the room door. Rona threw on her jeans and top and let Katrina in. I looked over to the door but Zamara quickly told me don’t stop what I’m doing. I turned back to her ass but sensed my co-ownwe coming over and patting my butt and asking how I was doing. I ate Zamara that much more feverishly, slipped a hand under her cunt and rubbed her off again. (Zamara is a cumm factory.)
Rona introduced her friends to Katrina then laughingly said, ‘and I believe you know the cunt,” referring to me. Katrina laughed and told me I was a mess. She and Rona went to one corner of the room and talked. Tori, meanwhile grabbed me and had me on my left side, pulled my right leg in between her thighs and had me start humping her cunt. Zamara came back over me and had my face back between her thighs. I could hear Katrina and Rona talking and then step outside the room. While they were gone, I’d been pulled and jerked from one girl to the other, from one pussy to the other, as if they were jungle cats arguing over a piece of meat. Zamara came again; I don’t think Tori did, not sure.
Katrina and Rona came back in, and I could tell they were hitting it off. She told them to wind things down so I could get out by 4:00 and not to mark me too badly since I was serving at Fran's party on Sunday. She told Rona next time, we’ll be more liberal and the sky’s the limit. I think it was about 1:30 when she gave me a bye bitch and left.
Everybody took a pee break. Rona had me fix everybody another drink. She told me Katrina gave them thumbs up and said no serious marks but otherwise, do what they wanted. They had an agreement that today would not a one hit wonder. I was sort of dazed at this point, my third drink, and having eaten them off to about 5-6 orgasms total.
Rona started talking about the blog again and making reference to some of the more raunchy sessions I’d had with various women and girls, and particularly regarding ass play. Though half out of it, I was amazed at how much she’d gleaned from reading but particularly how she’d honed in on the weekend sessions, be it the hotel, Jas, Sophia or Mw, and the sex for money aspects. She said I was a pain and pussy smorgasbord.
We finished the drinks and Rona asked how much fucking could my ass take. I didn’t answer immediately but Tori, who was sitting on the edge of the bed closest to where I was standing, said there’s only one way to find out. She grabbed my arm and pulled me face down across her lap and started spanking my butt with her hand. I saw Rona take a long leather paddle out of her satchel. Tori took it and began flailing away at my butt cheeks with that thing. Once I tried to reach my hand back and protect my stinging ass but Rona grabbed my hands, and tied them behind me and ran a rope around my waist to secure my hands in the small of my back. Tori spanked me relentlessly until Rona stopped her and told me this is just the beginning.
They dragged me to my feet. Tori took things out of her satchel and placed them on the bed. The string of anal balls didn’t surprise me but the rest of it was mind boggling: an English cucumber, a small dry salami and one of those prepackaged U-shaped rings of kielbasa. She asked if I’d ever been fucked with a piece of meat. I stood there staring down at this stuff and shook my head, said no Maam. The last thing she took out was a glass butt plug. I gulped. This thing was thicker, appeared longer and shaped differently than the medium plug in my bag.
They pulled the small desk away from the wall, position me so I was standing at the back of it and pushed me face down across it. One of them separated my legs and tied my ankles to the back legs of the desk. I knew things were going to get serious. Right in front of my face, Rona removed the shrink wrap from the English cuke. She asked if I ever had one of these up me, I said a regular one but not one of those. She lubed the small end and I saw the sinister grin on her face. She disappeared behind me. I felt her fingers push lube into my hole then finger me. The cuke quickly followed. I groaned as I felt it being slowly pushed up my ass. She said the cuke was 13" long and about a third of it was up me. She pushed more in. I shrieked and felt my face contorted and strained. She said that’s half and a real whore could take a lot more. She pushed it deeper, I yelled and begged no more. She slid some out then pushed back in and began fucking my ass. I had tears in the corners of my eyes and begged her no. one of them slapped my ass again a few times and pushed more in. I screamed. She fucked me more. I felt raped. She said about 2/3’s of it was in me. (I have no idea whether it was or not.) She fucked me, slid it almost all the way out, I’d think she was going to remove it but she’d slid it back up me. She repeated this several times. I have no idea how long this fucking went on but to me it was forever. Finally she told me she’d take it out if I promised to suck it. I yelled I would. I felt it slid out and she ceremoniously walked around in front of me. She sat in the chair with her hand wrapped around the thick end. She said I’d taken the rest of it. I shivered. She held the small end in front of my mouth. I could smell my ass scent. She said open my slut hole mouth and when I did, she eased some of the cuke in. I gagged but sucked it while she called me dirty names. She withdrew it from my mouth and laid it on the desk.
Next she unwrapped the kielbasa. She made a big production of pointing out the interesting closed U-shape of the meat and told me she was going to fuck both hole with this at the same time. I saw her work a condom over both ends. She was aware I hadn’t cumm and this was my chance, would I like to cumm from being fucked with a piece of meat. At this point I didn’t care and I begged her to fuck me. She moved behind me and said by now my ass was easily penetrated. I felt both ends of the kielbasa entering me, one in my cunt, and the other in my ass. She started fucking me; the feeling was mind-bending. Tori sat in front of me, picked up the cuke and shoved it into my mouth.
The sensation of all my holes being fucked simultaneously by these things was insane. I felt completely objectified and humiliated as if my holes were theirs to toy with. Their comments were totally gutter talk; things about an old whore so desperate for a cumm she’d let her holes get fucked with veggies and raw meat. I was off the charts listening to them degrade me verbally. They could have fucked me with anything. I begged for a cumm. She told me to tell them what I was being fucked with and I screamed it out: raw meat and veggies. They cackled and told me to cumm. In some blinding flash of lust and need I exploded over and over listening to their laughter and insults. She yelled that my holes could take more couldn’t they, I nodded, still sucking the cuke. She asked if I wanted more, I nodded yes.
I felt something different happening to my ass and cunt; what exactly I couldn’t quite discern immediately but I figured it out. They’d removed the kielbasa, broken it in half and shoved both pieces back into my cunt, unwrapped the dry salami, put a condom on it, lubed it and shoved it in my ass. Who was in control of what at that moment, I don’t know but I felt this salami, about the thickness of my wrist, raping my asshole and the diabolical madness of both pieces of kielbasa fucking my cunt as if I had two cocks in me. My mind was in overload matching the fucking. I came again. Rona yelled more. The meat fuck didn’t stop and kept pounding me until I’d cumm once more. She held things in place while I came down to earth.
I could barely fathom what had happened. I lay there like I’d been sacrificed on some alter of lust, the salami still in my ass and both pieces of the kielbasa still buried in my cunt like two cocks. That’s all I could think about. My trace was interrupted by her voice ringing in my ears. She sat in the chair, raised my head and spit in my face again. She said there’s something I want from you. I weakly asked what. She said the part in the blog that excited her most was the description of Sophia and her girls using me overnight at my house. She wanted to same opportunity; would I promise to make it happen. I said I don’t know when I can do that. She said she wasn’t asking for a specific date but a promise that when the opportunity was right, I’d have them over for the night or two. I promised.
She reached across to the bed and got the glass butt plug and said they wanted to see me take this. I told her I didn’t know if I could because of its size and my ass was sore; she said bullshit. She lubed it while I watched and handed Zamara and Tori the lube. I felt them slide the salami out of my ass and lube my hole again. Rona came behind me, laughed about how distended my asshole was and started working it into me. I gasped and felt it invade me but she kept going until it seated in my hole. I had tears in my eyes again. They rotated and tapped the plug which drove me nuts. They untied my legs from the desk, left my hands tied and lifted me off the desk and had me sit on the edge of the bed. That pushed the plug deeper into me. Finally they had me stand and walk back and forth around the room a couple of times. Rona put my 4” heels back on my feet which intensified the discomfort and tilt of the plug. She picked up the paddle and swatted my ass cheeks and thighs until I was dancing in agony. She said “walk bitch.” I hustled around the room but apparently not fast enough for them. They started leading me around by my hair again. Tori spit in my face and my mouth. Zamara did the same. All of them shouting the words whore, bitch, slut, cunt at me. They slapped my face, tits and cunt like there was no tomorrow.
Rona led me to the door to the hall, opened it and threatened to make me walk down the hallway. I begged her not to. She peeked out, said there was no one there and get my skanky ass out there. I couldn’t imagine anything worse. Tori said she’d make it happen and threw on her clothes quickly. She looped a piece of rope around my neck and pulled me protesting, bound and plugged out into the hallway. I tottered behind Tori, every step resonating the intrusion of the plug in my ass. She walked me a very short distance, about two room doors down the hall and back then led me back inside where the three of them had a sidesplitting laugh. Rona pushed me to the bed, fell on top of me. I sucked her tits then ate her again.
I lay there in shambles. Rona rolled me over and eased the plug out of my ass. She spit into my gapping hole and untied my hands. She said it was about 3:45 and if I needed to be out by 4:00 I better get going. She and Zamara dressed. I lay there and watched. Rona hovered over me and said they had fun and intended to keep my owners happy because they wanted me again. She reminded me of the overnight she wanted with me at my house as soon as possible. She kissed me as savagely as when she came, tweaked a nipple and said see you later, bitch. She grabbed her satchel and they left. I threw my body in the shower to get the stink off and threw on my clothes. I gathered my things, took on look around the room which looked and smelled like a den of lust and left.
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