God, Thought Fay, Richard's going to kill me, she was rushing to get dressed, her Golf lesson had run on way to long and she was supposed to of met Richard, her husband, twenty minutes ago in the bar. She was frantically towelling herself dry, her body tingling all over as the towel rubbed her skin roughly.
It was Friday night and the hotel they were staying at was having a black tie dinner to celebrate the end of the weeks golfing activities. Fay lay her dress out on the bed, a lovely revealing black number especially bought for the evening, Richard hadn't seen it yet, or the visa bill, but Fay was sure he would approve and forget all about the cost.
She stood in front of the full-length mirror, admiring the sweep of her thigh and the firmness of her breasts. At thirty years of age Fay was in her prime, her body the envy of many of her friends and more importantly their boyfriends and husbands as well. She resisted the urge to play with her nipples, which were standing to attention following her shower, but she knew she didn't have any time to play, she was in Richard's bad books already.
Fay picked up one of the black hold up stockings she had laid on the bed and slowly started to run it over her foot and up her calf, being careful not to ladder it. There was no denying her body was responding to the gentle touch, she was permanently in heat at the moment, she was struggling to explain why, just the slightest touch was enough to set her off. She snapped the elastic stocking top in place, ensuring that the seams were in line, as she quickly put the other one on as well and took one more lingering look at herself in the mirror.
As she did this she was aware of a key turning in the lock, Richard no doubt checking up on her, a mischievous thought entered her mind, from the door Richard would be able to clearly see what she was up to, maybe a little show was in order. She ran her hand up her side, slowly moving round to cup one of her breasts, pinching the nipple, causing her to moan. Her other hand wasn't idle either, as it ran between her thighs, searching for the heat between her legs.
She heard a gasp, in her mind something wasn't right, that didn't sound like Richard! She turned and was confronted not by Richard, but by a furiously blushing boy who couldn't have been much older than sixteen. He stood frozen in the doorway, mouth agape as he drank in the vision in front of him.
"I...I...I'm so sorry, Miss I didn't realise you were still here!"
Fay smiled, she had made no effort to cover herself and she was secretly enjoying the look of adoration on the poor boys face. She felt so mischievous, so alive, the boy's arousal was obvious, his trousers bulging, a wicked thought surfaced in her hormone soaked mind.
"You getting a good look?"
To Fay's joy the boy blushed further, his entire face glowing a deep red as he looked away. His gaze soon returned however, drawn inexorably towards the beautiful woman in front of him. He had heard tales of guests seducing members of staff and had always supposed they were urban myths, now he wasn't so sure.
He drank her in, the stocking covered thighs, the neatly trimmed pubic hair the firm breasts peaked with nipples that were undeniably erect. Never in his wildest dreams had he imagined a scenario of such erotic content.
"Come here, let me look at you"
Obediently he approached, his eyes flickering over her body, he stood in front of her, eyes lowered now, almost frightened to look at her face in case the spell was broken. He could see she was obviously excited as well, her chest heaving, her skin flushed, her breathing slightly ragged.
"Now, what's your name?"
"P..P Peter. Miss"
"Now Peter are you a virgin?"
"Yes Miss"
"OK Peter, first things first, my name is Fay, so you can call me that from now on. Now Peter my husband is in the bar waiting for me, but I am sure he can amuse himself for a while longer. Do you want to touch me?"
"Oh God I would love that, where may I touch you?"
"Where would you like to touch me?"
"Everywhere"
"Oh aren't we keen, not so shy after all, you may touch me where you like"
Fay's heart was thumping, she couldn't believe how easily she was slipping into the role of Mrs Robinson, she was so excited by the whole experience but she knew that in her role of seducer she had to at least present an air of confidence and control. She had never in her wildest dreams entertained the thought of letting herself be touched like this, let alone by a sixteen year old boy, but she needed him to think she did this sort of thing the whole time.
Peter sank to his knees and kissed Fay's thighs, his tongue trailing up her leg, revelling in the feeling of the nylon on his lips. Fay stifled a groan, she didn't want her newest admirer seeing how hot she was after such a short time. She opened her thighs further allowing him access to her steaming cunt, her juices were clearly visible on her upper thighs as Peter's tongue lapped them up willingly.
Fay was aware that she needed to slow proceedings down a little bit, she was dangerously close to coming already and wanted to at least try to remain in control.
"Stand up Peter, maybe I can do something for you"
Peter stood, reluctantly, despite being a virgin he knew enough about women to know that Fay was very aroused. As he stood, Fay swapped position with him, sinking to her knees, her face now level with the uncomfortable bulge in the boy's trousers. Tentatively she reached out to touch it through the material of his trousers, he flinched at her touch as she looked up at him. Fay knew the poor boy must be close to coming as well, there was a damp patch spreading over his trousers where the end of his cock was clearly visible.
She fumbled with the zip, slowly, teasingly undoing it, all the time her eyes locked on his young innocent face. She felt so wicked, so wanton, this was so unlike her but she felt unbelievably powerful. The boys cock sprang out of his trousers, Fay gripped it, it was quiet thick and a good seven inches long, Peter groaned, eyes closed, still unable to believe what was happening to him.
"Peter do you want me to kiss your cock?"
God, what a slut I am, Fay thought to herself, her heart was thumping, heat pouring from her slit, nipples tingling.
"Oh God I want that so much"
His voice was barely under control, as Fay gently kissed the purple head of his cock, a groan escaped his lips. Please make me last, please make me last, please make me last. He repeated in his head not wanting this moment to finish, ever. Fay sank her mouth round the shaft, tickling her tongue over his slit, tasting his salty pre-come as it escaped his cock.
Fay gave it all she had, every trick she had learned was employed as the boy held her head in his hands, his eyes shut lost to the world. Fay had also shut her eyes, as one hand played between her thighs flicking her clit, revelling in the slickness as her juices soaked her lips, her fingers tracing the folds of skin making her groan.
Both of them were lost, oblivious to there surroundings, so neither of them noticed as the door to the room swung open, to reveal Graham, the 35 year old head of housekeeping.
"What on earth are you doing Peter"
A silly question considering the situation but it brought both of the clinched lovers crashing down to earth with a bump. Peter gaped and furiously tried to tuck his cock back in his trousers. Fay scrabbled to her feet, trying to cover herself and maintain at least some modesty.
"S...S..Sorry sir, I don't know what came over me"
"Well it looks like you were just about to come over that slut to me"
Fay bridled at that, she was a paying guest for fucks sake she didn't have to take that off of some employee. However before she had a chance to express her unhappiness the man gripped her round the wrist and pulled her over to the dressing chair in the corner.
"Now Peter let me show you how sluts like this are supposed to be dealt with"
He sat and pulled Fay over his lap, forcing her to sprawl obscenely over his legs. It was all happening so fast, she hadn't even had a chance to react yet, but before she had collected her thoughts the man's hand crashed down over her exposed buttocks making her yelp in pain. Fire spread through the cheeks of her ass, connecting with the heat between her thighs, the mixture of pain and pleasure mingling deliciously, her arousal, far from subsiding under this onslaught, was increasing alarmingly.
The blows continued to fall, each one making the heat increase, Fay was desperate for a more intimate sort of attention but at the minute she had no way of expressing herself as she was fighting to get her breath back. The gaps between each smack increased, the man's hands lingering longer, a finger snaking between the cheeks of her ass, tickling her, making her shiver with delight. At the moment she would of done anything the man asked of her, she was so aroused, so hot, so wet, so desperate to come.
All pretence of punishment had been dropped now as the man blatantly fingered her cunt, Fay was shamed at the level of her arousal, her juices running from her, the scent of her arousal almost overpowering.
"Now, does slut want some cock in her?"
"God, do I ever, please fuck me I need it so badly"
"Good slut, as soon as I saw you all stuck up and rich, I knew what you really needed, to be treated like a slut and fucked hard. Its true isn't it slut!"
"I want to be fucked so badly, please use me, I need it"
"See Peter, nothing but a desperate fucktoy, we get them here the whole time, hubby not doing his job properly, to interested in playing golf. Well sort this one out OK"
Graham lifted Fay off of his legs, her whole body twitching at the contact, he pushed her onto the floor with his leg making her sprawl again like a slut. She looked up at him all thoughts of indignation gone now, she knew this man would give her what she needed.
"Hands and knees slut"
Fay obeyed immediately.
"Peter get that cock of yours in the sluts mouth, let her finish what she started"
Fay was presented with the boy's cock for the second time in as many minutes, she immediately licked the tip and lovingly sucked it into her mouth. As she did this she became aware of a cock rubbing against her cunt, nudging her, she wiggled her hips hoping to end the teasing and get the cock inside her hot cunt.
Suddenly it was in her, making the breath catch in her throat, its thickness stretching her, she grunted at the invasion. Graham started fucking his cock into her at an alarming rate, pounding into her, his hands pinching the cheeks of her ass painfully. Fay was full of cock and loving it, she had never in all her imaginings taken two cocks at the same time and she sensed that both of them weren't going to last long.
Peter was the first to give up on his control, her erupted into Fay's mouth, coating her throat in his come, she struggled to swallow it all down as another jet shot into her waiting mouth. She could also feel Graham's cock swelling within her as with a final violent thrust he shot his load deep within her. This final battering thrust tipped Fay over the edge as well, an orgasm ripped her in half, she shuddered as the waves of pleasure washed over her. GOD what had happened to her, that had been amazing.
As Graham pulled out he gave her one final playful slap on the ass before he indicated that she was to lick him clean. Fay complied willingly, licking his come and her own juices noisily from the proffered shaft.
"Good Slut, you enjoyed that didn't you"
The statement was beyond denial, as Fay shook her head in agreement, still unable to speak.
"Good, now get dressed and run along to hubby, maybe well have need of you later"
And with that both men got up and left, leaving Fay on the floor with come leaking from her cunt looking and smelling like a total slut. She panicked, she was so late she couldn't believe Richard hadn't come looking for her, she threw her dress on, forgetting to put any underwear on and tidied her hair and make up as best she could. A quick glance in the mirror, that will just have to do, with that she left the room and made her way to the dining room to find her husband, her mind filled with the events of the past hour.
"Bloody hell where have you been?"
It was obvious Richard wasn't happy for starters and that all the extra time in the bar was also having its effect. Fay sat demurely beside her husband, acutely aware of another mans cum cooling on her thighs, as it dribbled from her stretched cunt.
"Sorry I lost all track of time"
A poor excuse but at least true in part, Fay resigned herself to having a sulky husband for the rest of the night, but decided that she wouldn't let that spoil her own evening. The meal progressed slowly, each course accompanied by a liberal amount of wine, Fay was vaguely aware that her and Richard seemed to be receiving more attention than was normal from the waiting staff. No sooner had Richard sipped his wine than someone was filling his glass, Fay had already drunk more than was usual and was feeling slightly light-headed.
Richard on the other hand was getting comprehensively pissed, he had turned his attention to the young blond woman sitting next to him and Fay had the feeling that she was being punished. She was not normally jealous and god knew she couldn't talk at the moment, but Richard was being extremely charming and the young woman was lapping it up. Fay cast around for someone to flirt with hoping to even the tables slightly, she went unrewarded however being surrounded by a contingent of Scottish golfers who showed little interest in her.
Just as Fay was giving up altogether she turned as a hand settled on her shoulder, squeezing her slightly.
"Mrs Smith, there is a phone call for you"
Fay's heart stopped.....and then it wouldn't, it was Graham, he was grinning at her as she stood, she turned to excuse herself to Richard, but he was engrossed with the young blond, sod him, thought Fay. Graham led her gently by the arm across the crowded room, his grip almost proprietor, as if he owned her. Fay's heart was pounding fir to burst, the events of earlier in the evening quickly coming back into focus, the heat between her thighs building again.
She was lead out of the dining hall, down a corridor and round a corner into a part of the hotel she hadn't been to before. He pushed her against the wall, his face inches from her own, she longed for him to lean in and kiss her but suspected that was just wishful thinking.
"Strip the dress off, slut"
Fay thought her heart would jump out of her chest, she knew she should slap this man and return to Richard, but something in the tone of his voice stopped her. Before she knew it she was slipping the dress from her shoulders and standing half naked in front of the man who had fucked her so completely earlier. Fay thought back to the spanking she had received that was what had changed her, she was more compliant, now, more docile, as though she had been trained like an unruly pet.
"Good slut how quickly you learn, now I have need of your talents tonight. Now don't worry about hubby, Sarah will keep him occupied all evening, she'll do whatever it takes to keep his mind off his slut wife"
He winked at Fay, she felt a pang of jealousy at what Graham was inferring, Richard always had an eye for a pretty woman, she knew she had no right to be jealous but that didn't stop her feeling it.
Graham produced a black silk tie and proceeded to bind it round Fay's head, blinding her completely, she shivered, she was helpless now totally reliant on his guidance.
"Come along slut there are some people who want to meet you"
Fay gulped, that sounded ominous. Graham led her down the corridor, through a couple of doors and finally into a room, her heels clicking on the concrete floor. From the echoes it sounded as if it was quiet large. She was aware of a sense of expectation in the room, a feeling that made her sweat and shudder a little, as though there were a lot of people holding their breaths waiting to see what happened next.
Graham led his captive over to a large table, he bent Fay over it from the waist so her breasts were squashed against the hard surface. Her legs were kicked apart exposing her cunt and arse hole to the world, he tied her ankles to the legs of the table firmly, making any movement impossible. Her arms were also bound in position, spread apart, her hands however freely dangling over the edge of the table, leaving her head to loll freely. This matter was soon rectified however as a leather thong was woven into her long brown hair, this strap once in place was pulled back, forcing her head to be horizontal with the floor.
Once Graham was happy with her position he moved round in front of her, removing the blindfold. Fay immediately drank in the details of the room and more importantly those people who were in the room. It was full of young men, all in hotel uniform and all, except Graham looked as though they were under twenty years of age, all in all there must of been twenty young men present. God what am I doing here? Fay's mind raced, it was pretty obvious why she was here, in this position, she was going to be used and abused by everyone in the room. The thought thrilled her, there was no denying it and besides she was powerless to prevent them, in her mind that released her from the guilt she felt at cheating on Richard.
Fay knew her thighs and cunt were soaked with her juices, God she could feel them running down her legs, her nipples were so hard, the cold from the table making them stand painfully erect.
"Now gentlemen, before you, you will no doubt of noticed a woman tied up and helpless, the reason she is here with us will become apparent shortly. She is here as a reward for all the hard work you have put in over the season. I know the wages aren't exactly princely but tonight I hope to make that up to you all"
Fay listened intently, she felt as though she was being treated like furniture, an object, nothing more. She struggled against her bonds, they were tight however and there was no give in them, all thoughts of escape fled her mind, she secretly doubted she wanted release anyway, the thought of being used by so many young men was having a profound effect on her.
"So gentlemen I will leave you to do as you will, please don't worry about her husband he is being well taken care of, just get her back to her room before seven o-clock tomorrow morning.
And with that he spanked Fay across the ass one more time and left. She was left in a room with a load of testosterone soaked teens, tied up and at their mercy. They stood openly ogling her, unsure of themselves and how far they could go. The situation was a strange one, Fay desperately wanted someone to make a move but dare not speak herself, her pride, what was left of it, prevented her sinking that low.
The day was saved, in the eyes of both parties, by the arrival of Frank. Fay saw him move through the throng, his eyes fixed on her. He seemed to have aged since their last meeting, more confident, more self assured. Fay had never slept with a virgin before, but god what a transformation she was secretly pleased that she was in part responsible for the change in him. She was getting all misty eyed about it, right up until the point when he smacked her ass, hard.
"Beg for cock slut"
God, Fay was taken aback at the heat with which the comment was directed to her, she couldn't believe Frank would talk to her like that, not three hours earlier he had been a blushing virgin, now look at him.
"I asked you to do something for me slut"
Fay gulped, no way out, the words rose in her throat unbidden. She was aware of how this looked to the other boys, but she didn't care, her cunt was on fire, she yearned for cock.
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