0 comments/ 25171 views/ 6 favorites Getting to Know You Ch. 02 By: Crescent_Flame _______________________ She rose with me, riding the orgasm on me, not letting her contact go. I cried out her name as the waves hit, and eventually, I was muttering inaudibly as the orgasm subsided. She kept her tongue against me, nuzzling gently, a grin formed on her face. When it seemed I had finished panting she looked up at me, my juice dribbling down her chin and sweat covering her heaving chest. "I think I'm going to have to do that again sometime." I arched one eyebrow and breathed out slowly. "I think you're going to have to let me do it to you, first..." _______________________ Cathrin pushed on the arms of the chair and, sweeping a kiss at my forehead, giggled lightly before pushing me away from her. I let my heels drag on the laminate as I looked up into her gorgeous eyes, my legs still shaking from the orgasm, her chest still heaving from the effort. She licked her tongue over her white teeth and pouted at me. "Not today, sweetness." She perched herself back on the edge of the desk, her breasts still displayed beautifully in her red bra, and crossed one leg over the other. Her arms folded underneath her breasts, pushing them up slightly. I ached to see her naked; needed to see if the rest of her was just as flawless. The sweat sheen on her skin glazed her and I needed to have even the smallest taste to slake my hunger. "Though you do have the most delightfully tasty pussy." Despite myself, I smiled, then grinned, ever the sucker for compliments. "Why?" It was a simple enough question. I had wanted Cathrin for long enough. She was now literally within my reach. The scent of her was driving me wild, and she had only just brought me to an earth-changing orgasm. I wanted to know what it was like to do that to another woman. I wanted to make her feel the way I felt right then. "Why is your pussy so tasty? A good diet, I suppose?" She grinned at me mischievously, and I threw her a mock snarl. "Why won't I let you touch me yet?" She cocked her head to one side with her little grin. "Anticipation, sweetness." She covered the gap between us in one step, and stood with my left leg in between both hers. Her chest was level with my face, and this close to her, I could see her nipples pushing bullet-hard at the cloth of her bra. My breath caught in my throat as she put her hands on my shoulders and leant back down to my ear. She flicked her tongue at my earlobe before catching it delicately between her teeth. She nibbled lightly, nuzzling against my ear and kneading my shoulders some more. Almost instantly I was back on fire, and moved to touch my groin against her thigh. She swayed her hips backwards, moving out of reach as I groaned in frustration. I went to caress her hips with the intention of pulling her back towards me, and she batted my hands out of reach. Frustrated, I gave up at the little game and, trying her tactics, pouted up at her. She put her hands on her hips and stifled a laugh before bending back down to my susceptible ear. "Keara, darling, I have been watching you carefully since the day I first set eyes on you. The way you walk... the way you move... your body, your personality... you had me captured from the offset. I had hoped you were interested in me. Whenever I saw you and you blushed..." my cheeks responded with another brief flurry of colour then, possibly for old times' sake, which brought a genuine smile out of Cathrin's grin. "whenever you blushed, I thought it would only ever be either because you knew I was gay, and found that intimidating, or... that you liked me too. And when you showed your surprise at my being gay, well, that made my mind up instantaneously." She moved her hips back towards me, and with a short step forward, brought her upper thigh against my groin. I grunted as she rocked against me gently; I was still naked and hot from the waist down. I settled into the rhythm with her, rolling my head back and closing my eyes. I licked my lips as the heat grew with the sublimely static speed of the rocking. Cathrin's hands found me again and she stroked gently from my neck down to the top of my breasts as she bucked softly against me. Her tongue dropped to the delicate skin at the nape of my neck as she once more headed for my ear. She breathed softly, speaking quietly, as if desperate not to be overheard. "You can't touch me yet, Keara, because I don't want you to. I'm your first woman, and I want your first experiences to be ones that you can never forget." She started moving harder and faster, and I moved to match her. This time, when I shifted my hands from their white-knuckle grip of the chair arms to the side of her hips, she didn't stop me. I spread my fingers to hold as much of her to me as I could as she continued to speed up and I slid inexorably back towards another orgasm. "I want to taste every part of you, Keara," she sighed breathlessly. "I want you to know what it's like to feel pleasure all night long. I want to bring you to the brink of reason, take you back, and push you over the edge. I'm going to suck, lick, taste and tantalise every gorgeous part of you until you're writhing and wriggling underneath me and begging for release. And then, when you're wetter than you've ever been and hotter than anyone has ever made you, I am going to fuck you until you see stars." I came against her, shuddering and panting, and could have sworn that I was seeing stars already. Sweat covering my forehead, I looked up at her in awe. She held my gaze, and for a few seconds of silence, we tried to guess what the other was thinking. "Can I at least kiss you?" She kissed my forehead again with a tight smile. "Not yet." *** I lay naked on the top of my bed in a daze, staring up at the ceiling, passing cars occasionally lighting the dimness of the mundane and small room. My hands rested by my lower belly, one on each rise of my pelvis. My body still thrummed with the excitement from earlier, and I think I was having difficulty coming to terms with the full reality of it. I was certainly no longer bi-curious. Cathrin had made doubly sure that I would be coming back for more from her. Even for all the expectations my fantasies had built up for her, she had certainly set a bar of living up to each and every one of them. I wanted her so badly, I ached at imagining her body sat before me again as my hands drifted across to my hot and demanding pussy. I stroked my lips almost absent-mindedly; Cathrin's attentions earlier should have more than sated me, but it seemed she could still drive me wild even when she wasn't there. It was cruel she wouldn't let me touch her -- wouldn't even let me kiss her. She hadn't kissed me goodbye, either, but had given me a hug and a cheeky slap on the ass as I left her flat for the trudge across the city. With the shape of her breasts and the feel of her hips; with her clever lips and thoughtful tongue; her heavenly tanned skin and her lucid green eyes... the first time I see Cathrin Beck naked, I'll probably faint. *** The alarm jolted me from a satisfyingly dreamless sleep at seven thirty. Work didn't start until nine thirty, but despite or even perhaps I was so close, I always arrived an hour early at least. I was still naked on top of the bedclothes, so I simply rolled off and padded to my shower. Pulling the curtain across I went to set the shower to cold, but smiling left it as I remembered my cool-off yesterday morning. I faced the wall and leant against it with my hands, relishing the ice cold water pummelling my back and cooling my body. It was the calmest way I could think of starting the day. Burning with tenterhooked excitement though I was, I still had a job to do, the mundane reality of it all putting a mild dampener on the fantasy I had experienced the night before. That was probably for the best. If I couldn't keep the dance Cathrin's tongue played on me out of my head, I would probably end up sitting on the pavement and sliding my way to work. The walk to work was peppered with a lot of nothing interesting, though I was happy to finally run through the staff door as the heavy grey sky threatened rain. This early on in the day, I didn't encounter anyone through the lobby and on the way to the lift, with the exception of a middle aged and entirely uninterested security guard. He looked up and sniffed at me, taking in the security badge swinging from my belt with a single sweeping glance. The picture hadn't been updated in years, but there again, he had seen me walking through here almost every day since that picture was taken. I evidently wasn't a threat to his wellbeing. I took a diversion to the kitchen to put the kettle on before settling in front of my desk. Thankfully, our company didn't work 24x7, but that didn't mean emails weren't constantly coming through from other support services. Thirty four unread, and not one of them looked like spam. Great. Change that coffee to black, hold the sugar. My eyes were quickly scanning the list when they landed on the one from 'Beck, Cathrin'. My heart pumped a few beats faster and a tingle went through my body. Sweet Jesus, what had that woman done to me? My mouse shook a little as a million devil's advocate thoughts went through my head when I went to open it. It was a one night stand. She doesn't want to see me again. I'm a freak. I have a horrible body. It was a bet... 'thanks for last night -- make sure it happens again soon. Speak to you later. C' I smiled to myself. Locking the computer, I went to make my coffee. With a start at thirty four emails, it was a busy opening to a day that didn't get any easier. The fallout from our server going down the other day was it simply breaking on us all over again. I spent much of the day floorwalking with other colleagues, ensuring no one panicked as we tried to get the services back online. We'd never had anyone jump out of a window yet, but you just couldn't take these things for granted in customer services. I smirked at myself. Everyone we had visited was entirely apathetic about the fact that they couldn't use a large chunk of their systems. It was a Friday. More to the point, right then, it was Friday afternoon. Who wanted to do any work then? It was possibly the first time the IT department had done any of them any favours. Four times I walked onto Cathrin's floor, this being the last of them. Each time, she had been out, and I started shamefully feeling like a bit of a stalker every time I glanced in the direction of her office, failing to catch a glimpse of her. This time, I craned my head round and saw her sat at her desk. There was someone else in with her, but I had to speak to them both about the server issues anyway. Nodding and smiling at a secretary, I made a beeline for her door. I knocked on the doorframe before edging my way slightly into the room. She was still sat behind the desk, with her visitor standing at the end of it. He was young -- probably two or three younger than me- but looked like he hadn't need to shave a day in his life. Both his hands were palm-flat down, and he leant over, getting what was no doubt a ridiculously full view of her cleavage. I burned briefly with jealous irritation over the attention he was giving her. She looked up at me with a glare I could only place somewhere between annoyance and consternation. Trying not to frown, I cleared my throat. "Hi Cathrin, I just wanted to check..." "Sorry, Keara" she cut in. "I haven't got time for issues right now -- we have an urgent tender to complete. Can you come back later?" The man -- some paralegal lackey from the same department -- looked across at me and blatantly sneered. Cheeks burning with shame for the first time in Cathrin's presence, I turned heel and desperately restrained myself from running away. I avoided eye contact with anyone in the corridors, heading straight for the ladies' toilets. I could feel the tearing lump at my throat, and immediately started admonishing myself as I finally locked the cubicle door behind me. I turned and butted against it once gently, the coolness feeling soothing against my burning forehead. She's working. We're at work. It's nothing personal, she's always been a busy woman, and you shouldn't expect that to change just for you. I steadied my breathing, taking a few deeply for good measure. What was it about Cathrin that made me feel like an insecure fourteen year old? Heck, who was I kidding, the insecurity was there anyway. And that man wasn't even a threat, not if she's through-and-through gay. I felt terribly like I was punching above my weight with Cathrin even being interested in me. If she ever found out I was this neurotic... I needed to give myself a mental bitch slap, before I ruined something wonderful before it ever had a chance to start. I unlocked the cubicle and filled one of the three white washbasins, splashing myself and scrubbing my face. I ran my hands through my perma-messed hair and wandered back to my desk, flicking my PC to the helpdesk to see what calls I needed to do next. I was all walked-out, and really didn't want to face anyone for the rest of the day. I took what calls I could on the phone and on remote sessions. It was safe enough hiding behind my cheap beech veneer desk and on my bluetooth headset. I was actually quite proud of my desk arrangement, in a pseudo-geek way. My two PCs were hidden on a pedestal underneath the right hand side of the desk; I could switch between them on a KVM unit that sat on the desk underneath my central monitor. The wiring went through the back and up to my three monitors through which I controlled my working day. The leftmost monitor had the helpdesk software on, which refreshed for new calls every thirty seconds. The central monitor I kept available for any windows I would need to work on a call, and invariably, the right-hand monitor had my email inbox open for the ridiculous glut of correspondence I would receive in any given day. I was brought out of my work-induced stupor when one of the guys in the department tapped me on the shoulder. His name was Gray, and he was the closest I had to a friend in that team. Sure, I was friendly enough, but as history had it for me, men were not, so I tended to hold most of them at arm's length. As is the general territory with the IT industry, the rest of the team were all men. Gray was a genuinely pleasant guy, so far as I could tell, but he was a true embodiment of the saying 'nice guys finish last'. Back at high school, he was probably the kid you would have found half crammed into his own locker. "Hey Keara, you look like you need to unwind some. Heavy night?" I think I temporarily went boss-eyed. "No, night was fine Gray. Been a tough day though." "Yeah I've seen the call volumes you've been on... come and have a break with us. We're just popping to the bar next door- early finish. It is Friday after all." I shook my head politely, daylight and mindless banter not really being what I was after right then. "No thanks Gray, I've got some urgents on. Maybe another day." He shrugged and flicked his jacket over his shoulder. Most of the team followed suit, leaving just me and the junior cover, who had his attentions firmly attached to a dust-ridden PC on its side on a workbench. My left monitor refreshed and a new call popped to the top of the list. I sighed and locked my PC again. Time for some more self-deprecating pouting in front of the bathroom mirror. A call had just come through from Cathrin. So much for being 'too busy to deal with me'. I grabbed the support mobile and waved at the other guy, who waved back at me before sneezing over the PC. So much for anti-static precautions. The first cubicle was locked as I entered the toilets. I went straight to the washbasin for my customary soak-out and hair-messing. I didn't look up as I heard the cubicle unlock; I was already moving to the towel dispenser to dry off my hands and head downstairs. As I stepped towards the door, the force of the push put me off my footing completely. Too shocked to cry out, I put out both my hands to stop myself completely falling over, and steadied myself against the door. Almost immediately, I was pushed full against it, a body pinning me to the wood and a hand clamping over my mouth. The hand pushed my head to face towards the right, away from their face and identity. I squirmed, and a hand on my hip forced my ass into their groin as they moved forward, pinning me more. With the full body contact, I could feel the impress of breasts on my upper back, and my pussy lurched into consciousness despite what should have been the trauma of the situation. With my body pressed against the door and their left hand covering my mouth, their right hand moved down to my trousers. Unbuttoning them without fuss, they slid their hand into my panties, the zip undoing itself as their hand slid further in. Underneath the dark professional coolness of my trousers, they found my neatly trimmed pussy hot, wet and wanting. Two fingers went straight through the slickness and straight to my sensitively erect clit, body buzzing from the adrenalin of the attack. The fingers worked furiously as a tongue and teeth started to work my neck. I couldn't help myself; I moved with the forceful grinding of the right hand and groaned against the left that had my mouth clamped shut. There was no need for them to pin me against the door any more but the constriction made the situation even more erotically tense. I whined as a felt an orgasm building up from pits of my stomach. My legs quivered, and my hands against the door again returned to keeping me upright. The hand ripped away from my mouth and undid the top three buttons of my blouse, sliding to cup my left breast and kneading it fiercely. It pinched my small hard nipple and frowning, I bit my bottom lip to keep myself from crying out in ardently painful pleasure. The right hand moved further into my panties, relishing for a few brief moments on the juices flowing from my overstimulated pussy. Without fuss, the two fingers returned to my clit, forcing me towards orgasm. It could have only been teeth that moved my collar away from my shoulder. When they first nibbled, then forcefully bit down on my shoulder, it pushed me over the edge. I gritted my teeth and, understanding what was happening, the hand returned to my mouth as I came hard against the hand, my own hands slipping with sweat against the wood as I tried to stay on my feet as pulse after pulse hit me and I spasmed against their fingers. I sagged, my knees hitting the wood along with my forehead. The hand left my mouth, and I was left frowning and panting as both hands now started to do up my clothes. The bite on my shoulder thrummed and my clit was singing. When the hands had finished, I turned, knowing what to expect. Cathrin had the grin back on her face. She looked at me like a cat that had just stolen the cream from the Queen's own milk tops. She blew another one of her faux-kisses at me and brought her right hand up to her mouth, licking each finger fully and slowly. I could see my own juices on there glistening, and I went slack-jawed and hungry all over again. She licked her lips. "Still tasty. Sorry about earlier, I really was stupidly busy, but I was also quite stupid to talk to you that way. Can I see you after work?" I nodded slowly. She moved towards me, and I went towards her for that elusive kiss. She side-stepped me, and opened the bathroom door. I swivelled my head to follow her out, and she winked at me as she side-stepped again for another woman to come into the toilets. "Thanks for the snack Keara. We'll have to do dinner some time." Still silent, I waited for the other woman to lock her stall and left the toilets. Cathrin had already fled down the stairs. I shook my head, and shakily walked back to my desk. Getting to Know You Ch. 02 The first time I saw her naked... I was going to be beyond hope. Getting to Know You Ch. 02 Six months had passed since she had shared her secret. Six months had passed since he revealed his and now here she was, in an upscale hotel room, waiting. She sat there on the large bed in pink cotton cheeky panties and a matching pink bra. Her hair still damp from the shower. She stood up and walked over towards the door and flicked off the lights then walked to the night stand beside the bed and cut on that light. It was less bright. Dim. She liked the way she looked in dim lighting. She took her seat back on the bed and shook her leg. She was nervous. Nyla knew she was kinky. She knew she was a whore but part of her wondered if she could fulfill her husband's desires. As she sat on the bed the sound of the key card unlocking the door pulled her out of her thoughts. In walked her handsome husband, alone. His black hair messy, his blue eyes holding secrets. In his hand was a duffel bag. "Hi, honey." she smiled slightly. "What's in the bag?" He smiled dangerously. "You'll see. Lay back on the bed and keep your eyes towards the ceiling." Nyla knew better than to question why. Even though she hesitated, she did as he told her and kept her eyes staring at the ceiling. She heard the sound of a zipper. He was opening the bag. Her heart started to beat quickly as she waited for his next move. Matthew looked at his beautiful wife and chuckled. She had only a hint of what he had in store for her tonight. He walked over to her and lifted her head slightly off the bed. Enough to tie a black silk scarf tightly around her head, covering her eyes. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a pair of ear plugs. Grinning as he pushed them into her ears. He screamed her name and when she didn't flinch he laughed. He pulled another silk scarf out from his pocket and tied her wrist together. He left her on the bed and went into the bathroom to take a shower. Nyla could feel her heart beating in her ears. She couldn't hear anything, couldn't see anything. She was scared and yet for some odd reason strangely turned on. She could feel herself getting wet. She laid there on the bed, waiting. Matthew stepped out of the shower and dried off. He grabbed his cell phone, pushed a few buttons and listened to the phone ring. It clicked as man's voice came onto the phone. "It's time." Matthew told him. Twenty minutes had passed and there was a knock on the door. Still naked, Matthew answered it and let in three men. The three men were about the same size as Matthew. One blonde, one red head and the other a brunette. "Got the stuff?" The red head asked. Matthew nodded. They smiled and began to strip of their clothes. "We had showered before we got the call. You don't mind do you?" The red head man asked. "Not at all." Matthew replied. "What do you want to do first, Rick?" The blonde asked the red headed man. Rick reached into the bag and pulled out a pair of scissors and walked to Nyla. Nyla gasped at the feeling of cold metal against her skin. She felt her underwear fall from her body and began to shake with fear and anticipation. "Matthew?" she called for her husband. Then remembered that whether he answered her or not, she wouldn't have been able to hear him due to the ear plugs he had put in her ears. She felt a pair of strong hands, each holding her by the ankles, pulling her legs wide. A cool breeze blew on her pussy. She arched her back as she felt a tongue begin to lick and suck on her clit. When she opened her mouth to cry out. A hard flesh pole was shoved into her opened mouth. She felt the mattress droop on both sides of her head and decided that from the angle the dick was pushing into her mouth towards her throat that there was a man kneeling over her, facing whoever was snacking on her sweet wet cunt. She started to gag on the hard cock in her mouth when she felt a sharp but pleasurable pain on her chest. Someone was nipping at one nipple and pinching the other. Nyla strained to hear the moans and grunts of the men using her body but heard nothing. She stopped trying the suck the dick thrusting fast in her mouth and just kept her mouth open and her tongue out. Who ever was pinching her nipples had stopped and the tongue between her legs was replaced with fingers. Two thick fingers going in and out of her dirty whore cunt. Matthew sat on the edge of other bed and looked over at his wife as she gagged on the cock in her mouth. Her back arching as Rick began to work 3 fingers into her pussy. The blonde haired man, Nick , had stopped pinching his wife's tits and went searching through the black duffel bag. He pulled out a pair of snake bite nipple suckers and went back to the bed where the brunette, Alexander had taken his big 8.5 cock out Nyla's mouth and was sitting on her face, forcing her to lick his ass. Nick licked and sucked on each of her nipples, getting them hard and wet before putting on the snakebites. Nyla let out a high pitched squeak when the snakebites latched on and arched. Rick grabbed her by her hips and roughly pulled her back down flat on the bed. Nick laughed and flicked Nyla's snake bitten nipples. She squeaked again and arched off the bed. Rick slapped him on the back of his head and Nick stopped. "Get my dick ready for this cunt." he commanded Nick and held his dick in his hand. Nick shook his head and told Rick to fuck off. Rick commanded him again and this time when Nick opened his mouth to protest, Rick grabbed him by his shaggy hair and forced Nick's open mouth on his dick. Nick gagged and struggled but Rick held him tightly. "Look Matthew! We got two bitches!' He smiled. Nick finally stopped struggling and bobbed his head up and down Rick big hard cock. Rick threw back his head as Nick blew him. "You're pretty good at this for a straight guy." Rick chuckled as he ran his fingers through Nick's hair. He grabbed a fistful of hair and pulled him off. "Good enough" he said as he pushed Nick away and spread Nyla's legs. With a nasty smile on his face he slammed into her pussy and fucked her hard. Nyla cried out a bit but it was quickly muffled with Alexander's ass pressing her face into the bed. He bounced up and down on her tongue, his dick flapping against his stomach. Rick looked at Nick and Nick shook his head. "I'm not gay!' he yelled. "Never said you were bitch boy. You may not be gay but you are a toy to be used." Alexander laughed and nodded. "True enough Rick but I think we should flip this slut over. You've hogged her pussy long enough. Let my dick in. You take the ass." Nyla felt herself being position in doggy style. She laid on top of the man beneath her and moaned as she felt him slide his cock in her pussy. "To be or not the be gently? That is the question." Rick smirked. "Hey Nick! Get her ass ready for me. Lick it good." Alexander had Nyla by her hips firmly and was thrusting in and out of this living sex doll. Nick climbed on the bed and started to licked her asshole. Nyla moaned louder. "Play with my balls while you're down there!" Alexander commanded and Nick massaged them gently and occasionally licked the base of Alexander dick. Rick walked over to Matthew who was stroking himself as he watched his wife being used. Rick motioned him to stand up and they walked over behind Nick. "Your wife's a fucking cum slut. A fucking dirty whore. I bet her ass wasn't even tight when you fucked it for the first time." Rick whispered into Matthew's ear. Matthew shook his head. "It wasn't. She had been using her toys in her ass." "There's nothing like a virgin ass." Rick continued to whisper. "Look at Nick's ass. So tight. Think about the way it would wrap around your dick. Squeezing it." Rick soon had a bottle of lube in his hand. He poured a generous amount in his hand and reached down in front of Matthew and rubbed it all over his hard cock. Startled by Rick's action he jerked away but Rick tightened his grip on Matthew's cock. Matthew grabbed Rick's hand and stared him straight in the eyes. "I'm not Nick. I'm not some little bitch who bark when you command. Get the fuck of me! I'm not gay." Matthew growled at him. Rick smirked, ignored Matthew's warning and began to stroke Matthew's cock. "It's not about sex. This isn't about sex. It's about power. It's about control. Selfish pleasure." Matthew let go of Rick's hand and looked at his wife moaning as she was being fucked and having her ass eaten out. He thought about the times he had held her down and ravaged her body or when he held her head down on his dick until she threw up. Sure the sex was great, but it was the power that was addictive. It was being in total control that gave him the hard on and her willingness to give herself to him that made him cum. He came even harder when she rebelled against him at times. Feeling reassured Matthew positioned himself behind Nick and grabbed him by his hips. Nick tried to pull away but Matthew just tightened his grip and before taking a second thought, slammed his cock into Nick's virgin ass. Nick howled and tried to crawl away but Matthew pulled him closer and of the bed and onto the floor. Rick was right. This had very little to do with sex. Matthew was in control and he loved hearing Nick cry out and squirm underneath him. Nick's untouched ass wrapped around his cock so tightly that he almost came inside of him. Almost. Rick smiled at them then turned his attention back to Nyla being held down on Alexander's chest and being fucked. Rick rubbed some lube on his cock and pressed the head of his thick dick into her ass. Once he felt it go in easy, he pushed his cock all the way in. Nyla gasped at the intense feeling of being pounded by two cocks. She thought the one in her ass Nick's screams and desperate pleas soon turned to pleasured groans as he stopped fighting and slammed his ass against Matthew. Meeting him thrust for thrust. Matthew pulled out and flipped nick onto his back and began fucking him again. He wrapped on hand around Nick's neck while the other on stayed on the floor to balance him. Nick's mouth opened wide and Matthew released his grip from his neck and slapped Nick on the side of his face. "I'm goin' cum!" Matthew growled. "Not inside! Please not inside!" Nick begged him. "In your mouth you fucking toy! You better not swallow!" Matthew let out an inhuman noise and pulled quickly out of Nick's ass and jerked himself off with his hand into Nick's mouth. "Don't swallow." Matthew commanded. He went the dresser and picked up a cup beside the coffee machine. Then he took Nick's still hard dick in his hand and began to jerk him off so that Nick came into the cup. When Nick finally came Matthew poured the cum in the cup into Nick's mouth and demanded that spit the cum into his wife's mouth. Nick didn't answer, he just walked over to Nyla and grabbed her face with his hands and held her mouth open with his thumbs. He leaned over and opened his mouth and let the cum fall from his mouth into her and held it closed until she swallowed it. Nyla swallowed the creamy gunk that dripped into her mouth with disgust and pleasure. She felt the cock in her ass thrust harder and then fill her with sticky cream. She was then flipped onto her back and the man on top spread her legs and fucked her with great speed until he exploded in her worn cunt. Matthew pulled a double pleasure vibrating dildo the had two 7 inch dicks and shoved it inside of her so that she had on dick in her pussy and the other in her ass. Rick tied her wrist to the headboard. Matthew pulled out a pair of panties from the bag and slipped them on her so that the dildo wouldn't slip out. After pushing the 'on' button Matthew looked at the men and smiled. "Who's hungry?" They all got dressed and left Nyla tied to the bed in vibrating torture. Placing the 'Do not Disturb Sign' on the hotel door they walked to the elevator. "Round two after break?" Andrew asked with a toothy smile. Matthew pressed the down button and looked at the guys. "Definitely."