As I entered our suite, I glanced at the clock; it read 8:50 AM. I was a little surprised that Mitch hadn't called yet. I wanted to shower so I could wash James' scent entirely from my body, but I didn't want to miss Mitch's phone call and decided to wait, sitting in one of the chairs on the sunny balcony. I sat there thinking about James' assault on my body. I had the same nauseous feeling in my stomach now that I had when Mitch's soon-to-be boss, Senator Johnston, had brutally fucked me and referred to me as a common whore. James would fit in very well in the cesspool of our nation's capital, where uncaring men only concern themselves with being re-elected and how much money they can secretly pocket. My only hope was that Mitch wouldn't turn into one of them.
My cell phone finally rang. I dashed inside to answer, knowing it would be Mitch. "Hello," I said somewhat hesitantly.
"It's Mitch," he said.
I braced myself for the worst possible news of Jasmine's condition.
"How is she?" I quickly asked.
"It was touch and go for a long time, Angel, but she's stabilized, and the doctors are telling me her blood pressure has begun to drop," Mitch explained.
"Oh, thank God!" I exclaimed.
"We almost lost her Angel; her doctor said because she is in such good physical condition, her body was able to handle the elevated blood pressure," Mitch said. "But she's not out of the woods yet; there is a possibility that she may have suffered brain damage, and she could still suffer a stroke."
"Oh, Christ!" I exclaimed.
Mitch continued, "Tiffany is with her now. There's nothing Avery and I can do, and the police have finished with him, so I think we'll return to the hotel."
"That's probably for the best," I agreed, knowing he wouldn't want to spend any more time than necessary at the hospital.
"I've asked Tiff to call me when she knows more, so I'll see you in a little while," Mitch said.
I began to speak, "Okay." But Mitch interrupted me.
"I've got another call coming in, Angel; see you soon," Mitch said before disconnecting from my cell phone.
I wondered who could be calling him. Very few people even knew he was in Mexico, and as I stared at my cell phone, the red welts on my wrists gave me a clue. James was calling him, most likely to either tell him some lie about me asking for rough sex or explain that I offered to service his needs since Tiffany wasn't available and he'd gotten a little overzealous during sex. Either way, I knew I'd have to try and convince Mitch that James had treated me very roughly.
I considered my options again. The purpose of this weekend was to satisfy these three men, all their sexual wants, desires, and fetishes, so that when they returned to Washington, they, and others like them, would be contacting Elegant Escorts for more of the same. If I made an issue of James' rough play, the chances of that happening would be slim and none. I knew what I had to do.
The morning sun was still streaming into our suite as I returned to the balcony to await Mitch's arrival. The warm rays felt beautiful, and I pulled my robe open at the top to expose my chest as I crossed my legs, letting the robe slide off my thighs. I tried to relax and consider what I would tell Daddy about this morning's events. Daddy would most likely terminate Jasmine no matter what my explanation was. I just had to ensure my continued employment with Elegant Escorts.
A short while later, I heard the door to our suite open and the men's voices coming from inside. Mitch appeared in the doorway but didn't walk out onto the balcony. His expression was different than any I'd seen before told me he already knew James had fucked me.
"Come inside," he sternly demanded before turning and walking back into the room.
I stood up and walked to the door, not bothering to close my robe. All three men were standing inside; James, still wearing the bathrobe he had on earlier, had a shit-eating grin on his face.
"James tells me you serviced him while we were gone," Mitch bluntly announced.
I held my hands up in front of me, letting the sleeves of the bathrobe slide off my wrists as I answered, "Does this look like I volunteered to service him?"
His tone of voice was condescending as he replied, "I don't care what it looks like; the fact remains that your two whore friends aren't here because one of them is a coke freak, so I guess you'll just have to satisfy all three of us."
"Really, Mitch?" I replied, wondering what bullshit James had fed him to change the way he felt about me.
He turned his palms toward me and answered in the same voice, "We all have a job to do."
I knew that my job was to completely satisfy the men's sexual desires so that upon their return to the States, more appointments would be scheduled, and I would add to my financial nest egg. As I stepped toward them, I hooked a finger behind my bathrobe belt and pulled as I said, "I guess I better do mine." The robe fell open, exposing my naked body beneath, and as I continued toward them, I slipped the garment off my shoulders. As I came to a stop inches from him, I asked, "What's your pleasure?"
I sensed uneasiness in his expression but assumed his reply was more to bolster his position of authority with the other two men as he replied, "You can start by sucking our cocks."
Without saying a word, I dropped to my knees in front of him and reached for his belt buckle, and Avery and James quickly moved to either side of Mitch. My deft fingers made short work of his slacks, quickly sliding them down his legs as James slipped his bathrobe off and tossed it aside. Avery unzipped and pulled his cock through the opening. I looked up at Mitch; his eyes seemed lifeless, and his expression almost asked for forgiveness. I smiled slightly and asked, "Have you told them I'm the best cock sucker on the planet?"
He seemed to relax a little and answered with a half-hearted smile, "I'll let you show them."
I slid my hands to the waistband of his briefs and slowly peeled them down his legs, his flaccid cock hanging down toward the floor. Avery grabbed his cock and slowly began stroking it as James stood perfectly still, watching me prepare to suck Mitch's cock. My hands rose to his thighs, and I spread my fingers evenly across the naked flesh as I leaned forward, taking Mitch's limp cock between my soft lips. I slipped my hands off his legs and reached for the cocks on either side of him, Avery's nearly erect and James' beginning to harden. My warm mouth quickly engulfed Mitch's soft cock, the head sliding along my wet tongue toward but not reaching the back of my throat.
My soft hands massaged the growing erections they circled as I slowly began sliding my mouth back and forth on Mitch's cock. It started to swell, and each time I sucked him inside, it reached a little deeper toward my throat. Mitch moaned softly as my oral talents aroused him to the point that it touched the back of my throat.
I pulled back, letting his semi-hard erection slip from my lips. It glistened with my spit but still drooped slightly as it slid off my lower lip. "You're next," I said, glancing toward Avery. My hand slipped off James' cock and surrounded Mitch's as I turned a little and offered my mouth to the youthful Avery. James grasped his erection and slowly stroked it waiting his turn as I opened my lips and drew Avery's cock head to the soft flesh.
"Yes," he moaned as my lips circled his cock head, and my tongue teased at the smooth flesh where his corona blends into the shaft. Avery's cock had a pungent taste, and his loins had a raunchy unclean scent, but I knew my job and tried to disregard the flavor of his cock.
"Suck it!" Avery demanded as I let more of his disgusting cock slip deeper into my mouth. Mitch's erection responded to my soft fingers and hardened more as I slowly stroked the length of his shaft and gently massaged the swelling head.
Avery's cock, now completely erect, slipped deeper along my tongue, its small size barely touching the back of my throat as my nose pressed into his thick curly patch of pubic hair. "So much for this cock massaging my throat," I thought as I drew back until my soft lips slipped over the smooth flesh of his corona.
I looked up at him as I lavished his cock head with sensuous licks of my tongue. "She is a good cock sucker," he said to the others.
I could feel my body responding; my nipples hardened, my pussy began to moisten, and my saliva glands started excreting more spit as I engulfed Avery's cock once again. His sinful moan confirmed my mouth was pleasing him, and I became more accustomed to his pungent taste.
Avery arched his hips, trying to sink deeper than his length allowed, and I pressed my lips tighter against his loins so that he could at least feel the entrance to my throat. I opened my mouth wide and slowly lifted off his cock, leaving a thick coating of spit on the entire length. As he slipped from my wet oral grasp, a thick string of saliva extended from the head across to my slippery tongue, and I reached up to capture the moisture with one hand. My delicate hand circled his cock head, and I slowly stroked down until I could spread the moisture evenly over his scrotum, rolling the balls inside in my wet palm.
I turned my attention back to Mitch, glancing toward him as he stared down, watching me pleasure his friend. "I need a cock in my throat," I said as I moved back in front of him. Mitch was now completely erect, his cock throbbing in my delicate hand. As I stroked down the shaft, I leaned forward and let him slip between my moist lips. My mouth followed my hand, and as his bulbous cock head wedged into my throat, Mitch exclaimed, "Swallow it whore!"
His words surprised me, but I knew I was his whore, sent to this tropical paradise to pleasure him in any way he saw fit, and I happily accepted his comment, letting his cock slip beyond the soft ring of flesh at the back of my mouth and into my throat. My eyes widened as I pressed him deeper, staring up at his lecherous glare until my lips circled his throbbing shaft at the base.
He moaned harshly as I massaged the head with my throat muscles, his hands reaching for my head to press my mouth harder against his loins. I held his cock deep down my throat until my lungs burned, needing to be replenished with life-sustaining oxygen. I released Avery's pulsing cock and moved my hands to Mitch's thighs, clawing at his flesh with my sharp nails, then pressing my hands flat to push him back as I withdrew and gasped for air.
"Wow!" Avery exclaimed as he watched Mitch's much bigger cock coated with my saliva slip from my sensual oral grasp.
Mitch moved his hand to circle the throbbing shaft; his fingers tightened into my hair, and he pulled my head toward James, commanding, "Suck his cock!"
I moved my hand up and pulled Mitch's from my head, then grasped James' cock with both hands as I shifted my knees so I was directly in front of him. I looked up directly into his eyes for the first time, his lascivious stare confirming he had no feelings about how hurtful he had been.
I opened my mouth wide and extended my tongue fully, then slapped his cock head hard against my tongue. Releasing his cock I asked, "Don't you want to slap your whore with that big cock?"
He smiled slightly as his hand moved to grasp his rock-hard shaft just above the base. "Absofuckinglutely!" James exclaimed as he slapped his cock head against my tongue again.
"Come on fucker, you can do better than that!" I shot back as he lifted his cock from my tongue.
He moved his cock to the side and cracked it against my soft cheek, leaving a glistening spot of moisture where it touched me.
"Bitch slap me with that hard cock!" I demanded.
James slapped his hard cock against my tongue again, then quickly drew it to the other side and slapped my other cheek.
"That's it. Use your dirty fucking whore!" I commanded just before he thrust inside my mouth to coat his thick shaft with saliva.
I pulled back and shouted up at him, "You can't have my throat until my face is coated with spit." I moved forward, sliding his wet cock up over my cheek; it slipped over one eye, leaving a trail of moisture up to my forehead. James pressed his cock tight against my face and began moving his hips from side to side dragging the throbbing stiff shaft across my face.
"Yeah, that's what you want. Make me look like your cum craving whore!" I exclaimed as his cock slid back and forth over my nose, eyes, and wet extended tongue.
Mitch and Avery watched in utter amazement as I continued urging James on, "Slap it against my mouth!
I lifted my face a little and pursed my lips, giving him a soft wet target to strike his rock-hard cock against. James was enjoying this, his broad smile confirming that fact as he repeatedly slapped his cock head against my wet lips.
"You want this whore's mouth around your cock don't you?" I asked as he held his cock over my face.
He didn't respond but lowered his cock head so it was poised inches from my wet lips.
I looked up at his lustful eyes and asked, "You want this fat cock buried in your whore's throat, don't you?"
James just nodded yes.
Mitch and Avery were both stroking their erect cocks feverishly as they watched and listened to me speak once again to James, "I won't suck your cock; a good slut like me just wants her face fucked."
James understood what I meant, unlike Mitch and Avery, whom I'd pleasured with my lips, tongue, and throat; if he wanted to be pleasured, he'd have to do it himself.
I opened my mouth before him. He placed his cock head on my tongue then moved his hands to my head. With one mighty forward thrust, he drove his cock down my throat, his hands holding my head firmly until his balls slapped against my wet chin.
I gasped when he withdrew, and before he could thrust forward, I exclaimed, "Fuck my face!"
Again his cock sank to the depths of my throat, his fingers tightening into my hair as he held me firmly embedded on his throbbing cock. I didn't massage him like I had Mitch; I didn't tease his cock with my tongue as I had Avery. He wanted a mouth to fuck, and that was all I would provide. Again and again, James thrust into my mouth, over and over. He sank his bulbous cock head down my throat. Each time he withdrew, I gasped loudly.
"Enough!" Mitch finally exclaimed as James pulled out again.
James stopped as Mitch commanded, his cock coated with a thick layer of my saliva, my eyes tearing from his repeated thrusts of my mouth.
Feeling depraved, I wanted to be airtight. Looking at Mitch, I exclaimed, "Fuck my ass." I turned my head towards James and ordered him, "Fuck my cunt!" Turning my head once more, I looked at Avery and commanded him, "Fuck my mouth!"
Mitch's bewildered expression signaled he had no idea how all three of them would fuck me at the same time.
"Sit over there," I said as I looked at Mitch and pointed to the chair beside the sofa.
Mitch settled into the chair as I moved toward him, then turned around. I bent at the waist and reached around to spread my ass open for him to see as I asked, "Doesn't your whore's ass look inviting?"
I straightened up and moved back toward him as he caught on and said, "Yeah, gimme that tight ass."
His cock slipped quickly inside my ass as I settled down on him, then leaned back against his chest rolling my hips so James would have access to my wet swollen pussy. James instantly moved between Mitch's legs and bent enough at the knees to slide his big cock inside my hot slit.
"Yeah, that's what your whore needs," I exclaimed as they filled me.
Mitch's hands circled my body and lifted my tits as James leaned forward, placing his hands on the arms of the chair. Avery was standing beside the chair, holding his cock as I turned and leaned a little toward him. "Come on, big boy; stuff that hot cock in my mouth!" I exclaimed as I glanced up at him.
Avery slapped his cock against my tongue a couple of times, then slipped it between my lips, thrusting in until my nose pressed against his pubic mound. James had already started pummeling my hot wet cunt, his balls slapping against Mitch's cock buried deep in my ass. I sucked hard on Avery's cock as he pulled back his hand, reaching out to grab my head so he could drive his cock back inside my warm, soft mouth. Mitch thrust up when he could but let the pounding James was giving me provide the motion to pleasure his cock deep in my ass. The grunts, groans, and moans that filled the air were almost continuous as the three of them fucked me hard and fast.
Mitch's fingers moved to my nipples and pinched them hard, causing me to squeal over Avery's cock. James, hovering above, watched Mitch pinch me and then said, "Yeah, Mitch abuse those big tits."
Mitch slapped my tits hard a couple of times, then slid down below and lifted them high on my chest. James leaned down and took one erect nipple between his teeth and bit hard on the sensitive flesh. I squealed in sheer delight at the pain and pleasure his teeth provided.
Avery pulled out of my mouth and began sliding his slippery cock all over my lips and cheeks, smearing my face with saliva.
"Fuck your whore!" I demanded.
Mitch was holding my tits firmly as James bit and sucked hard on both nipples, his cock pistoning in and out of my hot wet pussy.
"COME ON, YOU BASTARDS, MAKE ME CUM!" I screamed.
Other than Avery, who was being more playful with his little cock, Mitch, James, and I were coated with a slippery layer of sweat.
James big hard cock was pounding my pussy, each thrust inside drawing me closer and closer to orgasm. The tingling started at my G-spot and quickly spread as I reached up and grabbed Avery's cock, and shoved him inside my mouth. I wanted to be filled with throbbing cock when I came; I wanted to feel them surge inside me as I rode their incredibly hard cocks over the peak of ecstasy.
James lifted his mouth from my abused tits and watched me suck Avery's cock as my orgasm slammed into me. A guttural groan signaling that I was cumming. My body convulsed, and all my muscles clenched on the hard cocks buried inside me as I rode them over the pinnacle of pleasure. My pussy flooded with the climatic flow, and James' cock was bathed in a sea of juices. Again and again, he pounded his rock-hard cock into the hot pool of moisture my pussy had become, each thrust extending my incredible climax. I felt him swell inside as his cock splashed through the sopping wet flesh, then with a loud extended moan, he pulled out and began pumping hot thick cum across my stomach and abdomen. Over and over, his cock spurt forth an almost endless load of hot cum. His orgasm quickly passed, and before he moved away, he slapped his cock head into the splattering of cum coating my pubic mound.
I leaned further toward Avery, concentrating on his hard cock, pleasuring him with every part of my mouth. My lips slipped along the shaft, my tongue slid along the urethra, and I sucked my cheeks in to roughly massage his cock head. His fingers tightened into my hair, holding me firmly in place as he screamed, "SUCK THE CUM OUTTA ME!"
I did as he commanded and sucked hard on his cock head as he exploded, his tiny cock firing rapid shots of creamy cum into my mouth. I swallowed a mouth full, but his machine gun cock continued filling my mouth with sweet cum. It continued its rapid-fire for what seemed like an eternity until he emptied his cum magazine, the final few bullets dribbling from his muzzle and onto my tongue. He moved back, pulling his cum gun from my oral grasp. I looked up at him and opened my mouth, showing him the mouthful of hot, cream he'd fired into me. His smile widened as I closed my lips and swallowed his sweet-tasting load.
"That's a lot of cum!" I exclaimed as I moved a finger to my chin to collect the droplets that had escaped my lips.
James had already collapsed on the sofa. His limp spent dick resting on his abdomen. Avery joined him, and they high-fived each other as I straightened up on Mitch's cock, still buried inside my ass.
His hands circled my body again, and he cupped my tits, pressing them together firmly as he said, "I wanna fuck these big soft tits."
I slid off him, quickly turned, and knelt between his spread legs. Looking up at his lustful stare, I said, "I want your hot cum all over my big tits."
As I crawled toward him, Mitch grasped his rock-hard cock and pressed it between my big soft breasts. I moved my hands to their sides and pushed inward, capturing his throbbing cock in the soft sweaty flesh of my cleavage.
With my eyes glued to his, I smiled, knowing he'd endured my impromptu gang bang. His eyes looked almost apologetic, as if he was sorry for participating in the entire episode. I rose, dragging his cock head down between my soft tits as I quietly said, "Let me take care of everything."
His hands rested on his thighs as he watched me intently. I slowly began sliding his cock through my cleavage, the bulbous head popping out from between each time I dropped down. I tucked my chin and spat at it to add lubricant to the already slippery flesh I was using to pleasure him.
"I'm gonna take my time making you cum, Mitch," I softly said.
His smile confirmed I could take as long as I liked.
As I slowly pleasured his cock with my big soft tits, I pleasured his mind with my look. My tongue slid seductively over my lips, and my eyes spoke to him, telling him how much I love pleasuring him. Unlike the other two, who I'd serviced like a good whore, Mitch was being seduced to orgasm by my gentle tit fuck and my sensual facial expressions. His eyes stayed glued to mine as, again and again, I lifted, massaging his cock head with my soft cleavage, then dropping down to provide the same sensual massage to his cock shaft. I let him slip from between my mounds of pleasure and slowly stroked his cock as I pressed it against one taut nipple, then moved it to use the other to pleasure his cock. Again capturing him between my tits, I smiled and asked, "Are you ready for me to make you explode?"
His simple nod acknowledged that he was.
I pressed my soft tits firmly around his cock and spit at the head as it appeared above the soft wet flesh.
As I began humping him faster, I softly said, "I want you to plaster my tits with your sweet hot cum."
Mitch's fingers dug into the upholstered arms as he concentrated on the sensuous spectacle before him.
"Gimme your hot load!" I implored him.
My tits slipped over his cock faster and faster as his expression changed from a lustful stare to one that told me his balls were about to explode.
"I want your sweet sauce," I begged.
His hands drew into tight fists as I felt his cock surge in the soft flesh of my cleavage.
"Cum for meee!" I exclaimed, my voice extending the last word as his cock exploded.
The first shot splashed against my chin, then ran down toward his cock as another surged into the wet flesh it was engulfed in.
"YES!" Mitch bellowed as his balls pumped shot after hot shot between my tits.
Each time I rose, his cock slid into the sea of thick cream he'd deposited in my cleavage, and when I dropped down, his cock head popped out covered with creamy white hot cum.
His climax quickly subsided, but I continued fucking his cock with my sticky cum coated tits.
"Your load is so fucking hot!" I said as I slowed my movements, letting him soak in the hot, thick cream he'd pumped onto me.
I smiled at him and then asked, "Please let your filthy whore lick you clean."
His smile was my permission, and I let his cock slip from the wet flesh that had provided his pleasure.
As I drew his cock head to my lips, Mitch softly whispered, "You're no filthy whore."
I smiled, hearing his words just before I took his cock head between my soft, warm lips. His eyes studied me as I slowly sucked him clean, his twitching cock responding to every touch of my wet tongue and smooth lips.
"I love your taste," I softly said before taking his cock inside my mouth again.
After taking much more time than necessary to cleanse his loins, I straightened up and let him watch as I used my fingers to collect his cum from my chest before carefully lifting them to my lips so I wouldn't waste a single precious drop. Once I was sure I'd savored every ounce, I looked into his eyes and smiled before whispering, "I wanna shower."
He smiled as I stood up before him, my body looking like a used whore's, but my eyes telling him that I wanted him and him alone.
I walked toward the bathroom without acknowledging James' or Avery's presence. As I closed the door, I heard Mitch's voice. "You two can get the fuck outta here."
Once the water had warmed, I stepped into the shower and closed the curtain. The gentle spray soothed my abused body, and I began washing the scent of sex from my flesh. I backed into the stream of warm water and tilted my head back, soaking my hair and letting the water cascade over my face. I heard a light knock on the bathroom door and responded to the sound, "Come in, Mitch."
Mitch stepped in as I peeked around the curtain. He had that same apologetic expression on his face that I saw when I knelt on the carpet before him earlier; his eyes avoided mine as he spoke, "I'm so sorry, Angel."