Date: Sat, 28 Oct 2023 15:56:48 +0000 (UTC)
From: Terry Green <terrygreen822@aol.com>
Subject: Fun at the Comfort Inn

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All the best, Terry

As usual I arrived at the Comfort Inn. Luis at the front desk knew my
purpose, and I had to try not to show him my charming smile, as he was a
flat out good looking man. College expenses are higher than ever. So many
young or even those with grey hair, are still paying off their loans.
Sallie Mae and the US government, are greedy with high interest rates. As
I was now in my sophomore year, I was blessed to have a killer sex drive
to help me pay for bills that some couldn't. As I walked in the room, it
had the queen bed I had asked for, and already had been paid for. Two
daddies would be visiting me tonight, and while I did appreciate their
generosity, there was no doubt I was attracted to them. My ass belonged
to them, as while both were married, I was the lover that these guys were
yearning for.

Shaving my cock and balls last night, with my belly ring in over my
little powder blue briefs, I was ready to earn the compensation we had
agreed on. It was so nice getting paid to get laid. One of their biggest
kinks didn't really turn me on, but that would be later in the evening
or morning hours. My blonde hair was gelled up, spiky style, and looking
in the mirror my green eyes were dancing. All of my petite frame was
ready, and I did do some poppers, along with a bit of weed to loosen up
for the inevitable. Only in my underwear, the relaxing had begun,
although I was ready for that expected knock on the door. Tonight my
first customer was Kevin. He was such a good looking firefighter,
chiseled, and I had to laugh finding out he had two children. Tonight
those would be in my ass or mouth, as I intended to satisfy him more than
ever before. My saliva was seemingly ready, as was I as the door knock
was nothing short of authoritative.

My little briefs on I traipsed to the door. There he was. All buffed out
man, and tall with strength to go around. We had fun previously, so I
knew what was coming. No nonsense he wasn't into kissing, but I knew to
take his clothes off immediately, and drop my drawers to rub our hard
cocks together. His was so much bigger than mine, and as I palmed his
balls, the moan was satisfying audio. Such a deep voice, and I got on my
knees. I took him as quickly as I could, and loved that musky scent and
flavor. My lips and saliva made that noise us guys know so well. He was
breathing heavier, and I couldn't help but feel my cock up. Hard as
well, I wanted him so badly. It was time and although I loved his eight
plus inches in my lips as I looked up at him, I knew where he wanted to
go. I was as ready as I could, popping another and relaxing my ass bent
over for him to do what he would. The inevitable became so, because while
he did lube up, I gasped for air as he penetrated my tight ass.

Oh I was lulled in, as he grabbed my waist. Like buttering his toast I
felt every inch. That pulsating veiny penis was inside my very being.
Gasping for air as I took it as best as possible, he was a thoroughbred
and I was merely his bitch. I knew even as my eyes closed and my teeth
clenched, he chose my over his wife due to my asshole being tighter than
she ever dreamed of. Married women don't get the importance, but my ass
was receiving it all. Sending my nerve endings to places traveled not
yet. My hands grabbed the bed as much as I could, as with my ass up in
the air I belonged to him.

The sliding opening me up was intense. Our heavy pants of lust, as I
moaned and so did he. He was going at me with no care for my comfort, but
I was in my happy place. The sensation was so warming and he was going
past my prostate, and I tightened up. This was that zone us bottoms know
too well. As he plundered my hole, I realized how good I was getting
served. Breathing heavier I knew it was time, and as I looked up, I felt
the liquid shot of his hot wet sperm enter my bottom. In and out his cock
went, leaving my gaping hole with his juices. Smiling I knew he would be
back again, and I laid there looking at him, content that we'd soon romp
in the sack again.

To be continued