Date: Sat, 15 Oct 2011 18:38:28 +0200
From: Amy Redek <adultreading@gmail.com>
Subject: The Hostel. Chapter Five.

     We had a big party on the night of the anniversary of the hostel's
opening. With the bar open for free drinks from nine to eleven, the lounge
was packed. No suits was the rule for entry, so we had about a hundred odd
`females' packed in and by God did the place reek of perfume. It took two
days to air the place out afterwards, but it went down very well and I
think everybody enjoyed themselves, especially with the open cafeteria just
across the hall.

     It must have been close on one o'clock before I could get all four of
them up to my room for a last drink and my special treat. It was this
latter promise that got Phillip, Pearl, Fiona and Trixie all in the room at
the same time. The treat, as I called it, was one that I'd been wanting to
do for some time and now that they were all in the right state of
inebriation I deemed it the right time. My treat as I called it was
basically a desire on my part to have all four of them fuck me in turn.

     With soft music playing and them all having a drink in their hand, I
did a strip tease dance but only to the part of taking off my dress and
shoes. Then I wanted Phillip to do a dance as he took his off and then take
me. He was drunk enough to strip and with us both in our underwear I bent
over the chair and let him put himself inside and fuck me. Then I asked it
of Pearl. It was nice to have her do it to me with the others watching and
I could see that Fiona and Trixie begin to take their dresses off and I
drooled. After Pearl had come, Fiona was right there behind me to do the
same while Trixie was hopping up and down, her erection waving itself about
like some magic wand gone wrong and couldn't wait to replace Fiona as she
heaved and humped me as she came too. Trixie even went as far as kissing
the cheeks of my bum before entering me for her turn to fuck me.

     Somewhat a little sore and having come myself twice without the use of
hands, was a fucked and happy little soul. With me breaking the ice so to
speak, it didn't surprise me to see Phillip and Fiona kissing and playing
with each other before Phillip bent Fiona over and had her. Trixie was
kissing my cock as I was kissing Pearl's before there was a change round
and I then lost track of who was fucking or sucking whom.

     I don't remember if I got around to fucking all the other four, but it
was good night and we would often laugh about it later as we tried to
recall the sequence of events before we either passed out or just plainly
fell asleep.

     I still did an occasional week, or five days to be exact, as did the
others, performing at one of Jerome's clubs. I liked the smell of the
cramped dressing room, though it was mostly of stale sweat, the paints and
powders used, helped create the atmosphere of the sleazy world that I was a
part of. I preferred the Blue Parrot to perform in. All his clubs had the
word blue in them partly because of what went on inside, but also because
he was an old film buff. The Blue Parrot was named from the film
Casablanca. The Blue Lagoon, The Blue Dahlia, The Blue Angel and others,
were titles of films, though for obvious connotations, he didn't name one
The Blue Lamp.

     So I sang in the Blue Parrot and I was pleased at the ovation I would
get every time I appeared, also pleased to see that quite a few of the
patrons were residents of our hostel. Between my stints on the stage, I
would mix and accept drinks at different tables, nearly always being
propositioned, some of which I accepted. I wasn't doing it for the money
now, but from the sheer pleasure I got from doing it.

     Also it was nice to be desired as a woman even though the man doing
the proposing knew that it was another man beneath the dress. It was still
ego boosting to be wanted by so many men, to be chatted up at a table and
feel the desire of the man as my hand groped and found the hardness there
in his trousers to prove his point.

     `How would you like it?' I would smile at the man I accepted. `In my
mouth or my rear?'

     `You have a lovely mouth,' one would say, and so it was decided. We'd
leave the table and go off to the cottages and when inside, I would undo
the zip of his trousers and pull out his throbbing cock and gently rub it
with my hand before bending down and taking the hot head of it into my
mouth. Then I would tease the eye with my tongue, letting the saliva build
up to lubricate the fiery knob and begin to suck and nibble, slowly moving
the silky flesh up and down the hard shaft as I did so. When he started to
groan and move his own hips, I would hold the base of it firmly and
generally his hands would come up to hold the sides of my head as he took
over the movements. Pulling my head towards him as he thrust forward, the
head of his cock firmly held between my lips as he moved faster till he
strained and began pumping his sperm out. His coming in short sharp jerks
would fill my mouth and make him slippery inside but I would still squeeze
with my mouth and tongue to give as much feeling and pleasure to him as I
was getting by having it throb and pulsate as he came. Then I would swallow
and lick and clean him up before finally releasing him and standing up to
let him put himself away back inside his trousers. Funny enough, the men
never want to kiss you after you've just had their cock in between your
lips. I wonder why I ask with tongue in cheek?

     I would take their money as a matter of course as I didn't give out
freebies in the clubs, that was only for friends and lovers.

     Some of my clients like to use my backside. I would give them a condom
to use and as the ones we used were quite heavy on the anti spermicidal
side, they didn't need cream. As he rolled this onto his erection, I would
bend over and flip up the hem of my dress and hold onto the sink. None of
us girls wore panties when performing in the club. Then I would feel one
hand come onto my hip as he used the other to guide himself and they always
seemed to like to nuzzle the end of their cock against my hole before
pushing the head inside and to pause after it was in before pushing further
forward until he was fully inside me. I loved that moment as the cock head
widened me as it entered and then slip in to be followed by the thicker
part of his cock filling me nicely. The heat of a throbbing erection always
seems higher than my own body temperature and would fill me with joy as I
could feel it pulsate before he began to fuck me. Then I would have all the
ripples of pleasure as he slid backwards and forwards, both hands now
holding my hips as he kept ramming himself up inside me till he began to
come. Then the movements became faster and seemed to be more demanding as
he strained up tight as I felt his head swell each time he pumped out his
semen into the condom. I quite often got a hard on myself when I was being
fucked and sometimes even came myself down the inside of my dress. Then
there was always that sudden emptiness and a cold waft of air when he
pulled out that it sometimes made me want to cry. Their money I also took
for this service that I was giving though I think I got as much pleasure as
they did.

     We four, not Phillip, took it in turns to do some shows at one of
these Blue clubs and it was Fiona who was at the Blue Lagoon when Pearl
took the phone call from the club. She called me down from my room to take
over the desk while she went to the club. As we waited for the taxi, she
told me that Fiona had been found in the cottage there, beaten up, and
would go and help her.

     It was nearly midnight when she came back alone to tell me what had
happened. Fiona was that bad, Pearl had taken her straight to hospital
where she would probably have to stay for a couple of days at least. Her
nose had been broken and both eyes blacked as well as having a suspected
cracked cheekbone and two teeth missing. She was in a bad way Pearl told us
and it was possible there might be some cracked ribs.

     It appeared that she had slipped up and promised to see to two
different men at the same time out in the cottages. When both demanded that
she saw to them only. The men swung at each other, but then turned on her
and savagely beat her up for causing the fight in the first place.

     It was three weeks before she was able to come home to the
hostel. Though we had all at one time or another visited her, she still
looked in a bad way, but much better than when I had first seen what those
two men had done to her face. It was four months before she could return to
the stage looking like her normal self and was now on the lookout for these
men as we were.

     It was two months before we got a phone call one evening from her. I
was on the desk and took it and Fiona told me that one of the men was in
the club. She was performing in the Blue Lagoon that night. I told her not
to approach him, but we would be there as soon as we could to see to him. I
rounded up the others, the three of us in dresses and Phillip in a suit and
got one of the barmen to cover the desk for the next couple of hours.

     We piled into a taxi and went off to the club where Trixie came and
sat with Phillip and myself while Pearl went off to the dressing room to
see Fiona. She then identified the man and now we waited for Pearl to make
her move. As Fiona was just about to go on stage, we waited till her stint
was finished. The bar people knew us, so we weren't pestered about buying
drinks as we clapped when Fiona finished singing.

     Then Pearl went and sat at the same table as the identified man and
said something along the lines that as he was the one hundred thousandth
person to enter the club, he was to get a freebie out in the cottages. The
three of us at our table had already moved off and were waiting inside and
Trixie was making a show of having Phillip in her mouth, though his cock
was still inside his trousers while he was kissing me as Pearl and the man
came in. Pearl was rubbing the man's crotch and then pulled out his
erection and held it in her hand as Fiona walked in.

     `Recognise me?' she asked the man and then he suddenly sensed that he
was being set up and tried to move, but Pearl had a firm grasp of his cock
and twisted it in a half circle that made him cry out.

     `This is what we do to those who touch one of us,' I whispered in his
ear before I gave him a punch in the kidneys from behind. He began to go
down, his cock twisting even more as we all took it in turns to punch and
kick the shit out of the man. Apart from breaking his nose and I think his
jaw, we gave him a savage beating about the rib cage too.

     In the matter of half a minute, his face looked a pulp and I didn't
see it come out, but Fiona suddenly had an open razor in her hand and
pulled Pearl's hand away and slashed his erection wide open. His scream
wasn't heard as it came just as the audience in the club started to cheer
and applaud the artiste on the stage.

     We slowly made our way out of the club, Fiona staying behind as she
still had another couple of stints to do.

     We were well away before somebody found the man in the toilets and
raised the alarm for an ambulance. Fiona told us later when she got back to
the hostel that the ambulance men rushed in with a stretcher and soon had
him out of the club. The police hadn't been called and neither did they
turn up at all. It seems the man, like Fiona, had not pressed any charges
because he knew that he wouldn't be able to prove anything.

     We got the second man a month after that in the same way but at the
Blue Dahlia this time. With this man being done over like the first one,
Jerome put two and two together and later told me to see him next time and
he would see to the problem outside of the club as it wasn't good for
business having these ambulance men rushing in and out of his premises.

     Fiona was quite pleased with the justice done and gave us all a blow
job as a way of saying thanks for the help.

       It was about this time that a room that was at the end of our little
group became vacant and I persuaded Trixie to take over that room. This was
because she'd had the room next to me and after eighteen months of Phillip
and I sharing the same room, we had the feeling of being cramped, and he
was really entitled to a room of his own being one of the group. Though
that wasn't what I had in mind, because I still wanted to be in bed with
him, to feel his body next to mine and feel and arouse him whenever I could
for him to have me.

     The wall between the two rooms wasn't a load bearing wall, so I wanted
it knocked out to merge the two rooms together to make it like a sitting
room where we could have a settee and armchairs. The bathroom could then be
converted into a small kitchenette as the water pipes were there for us to
make coffee and the like.

     So I planned a holiday in the Bahamas for my family as well as
Phillip's and that while we were away, these alterations could be done. Of
course, one of our residents was a builder by trade, so he undertook the
conversion for us. I also had an ulterior motive for this holiday, and that
was to open an off shore bank account as I now had well over half a million
pounds that I needed to get out of my current bank in England. So after
making steady withdrawals, I finished up smuggling this amount out of the
country to open this account.

     I didn't dare tell any of the family what I was doing, not even
Phillip as I felt uneasy the whole time from arriving at London Airport to
go and leaving the airport in Nassau. Only when in the taxi on the way to
our rented villa did I heave a sigh of relief.

     I had rented an exclusive villa outside of Nassau that would cater for
us eight alone. A husband and wife team looked after us from the catering
to the duties of a maid. The cost was enormous but we had seclusion and
were well looked after in our food and drink. Sumptuous rooms overlooking
the Caribbean and a huge swimming pool for us to relax by. The children as
well as our wives loved the place, getting down to the pool was the
priority for them as was the luxury of being waited on with cold drinks for
Phillip and myself. It was a glorious two weeks for all of us. When on the
second day I suggested nude sunbathing, I got a look of horror from
Vicky. Joan shyly smiled and said that if we hadn't brought the children,
she might have gone topless. Phillip was all for it, so we rigged up some
screens at the far end of the pool and we would spend an hour every
afternoon there without costumes on. We both seemed to take an inordinate
amount of time to smear sun cream over each other, especially over the
cheeks of our respective bums and front parts, and then lay there with
steaming erections.

     Then after an hour in the blazing sun with our white parts starting to
go red, we would wrap towels around our middle and say to the women that we
were going up to our rooms for a shower to wash off the lotion before
having a swim. With the shower hurriedly done, we would fall on one of the
beds, naked and only partially dried and go into the sixty nine position
and bring each other to an orgasm to savour before swallowing. This we did
every day, varying the sexual positions each time. Now I didn't mind having
his cock up inside my bum or in my mouth. I loved it whichever way I took
it, though he preferred having me in his mouth than up his rear.

     We also enjoyed, as a family, the couple of times we went into town
and it was on one of these side trips that I settled and opened this off
shore account and the means of getting the money from England to keep
adding to it without the Inland Revenue finding out about it. I was toying
with the idea of buying a villa like the one we were staying at, but I
would still need quite a bit more money to do that and to also see to the
upkeep of it. Not for holidays, but more in line with it being our
retirement home, but I now wanted male sex more than confining myself to
just Vicky alone. I wanted Phillip all the time and if it wasn't his cock I
could get, at the hostel there were not any shortages there that couldn't
be had for the asking.

     Now that was an amusing thought. I wonder how long it would take me to
go through all the residents of the hostel in both the giving and taking of
a hard throbbing cock? It was a quaint idea, but it would cause too much
jealousy and possible grief, so it was shelved.

     In one way I was sorry for the holiday to finish, but glad in another
that I would then have Phillip all to myself instead of having to share him
with Joan and the odd excursion into Vicky.

     We arrived back in England well sun tanned as all holiday makers are
supposed to be from such a trip and were soon back in Kingston.

     Phillip and I soon said goodbye to our respective spouses and took a
taxi all the way to Tottenham Court Road. I had the driver drop us off at
the bottom as I didn't want him to see us go off to the hostel. It wasn't
far to walk and I found it good to be back in familiar surroundings and
couldn't wait to see our new rooms and fairly hugged Phillip's arm as we
went into the hostel.

     We were greeted with hugs and kisses from the others as they quickly
heard of our arrival, oohing and aahing over our suntans saying they
couldn't wait to see if it was all over and not just on our faces.

     Then it was my turn to do the oohing and aahing over how much better
the two rooms looked now being almost one. Bedroom to one side and on the
other, a lounge with the furniture in that I'd ordered, even down to a
brand new television set. A good job had been done and after ushering
everybody else out, I couldn't wait to get Phillip's and my clothes off to
christen the new addition by having him take me there on our new carpet.

     With our clothes scattered about the floor, Phillip was soon sheathed
and between my legs as he pushed himself up into me and I revelled in
abandonment as he fucked me, pushing me down flat onto the carpet as he
began to come inside and kept on driving himself into me as he lay on
top. I too christened the carpet by coming with his weight combined with
mine, squashing my erection and rubbing it to a conclusion, smearing the
carpet and stomach with my joy.

     Then we had a shower together and it was nice to get back into soft
feminine underwear and put on make-up and a dress and once again look
pretty. Phillip chose to stay in men's casual clothing and didn't object to
my going down onto my knees and pulling out his penis and tonguing and
sucking on him to bring him erect again and have him come in my mouth. God
I loved this man and his cock. Only when I finished having him did we go
downstairs to the lounge bar for the others to hear of our holiday.

     It was nice to sit down in our lounge bar, the three of us in dresses
and Phillip, as my husband in his suit as we told them of our time in the
Bahamas. With the girls not having been married, they couldn't understand
the objections of our wives to nude sunbathing, though they laughed as we
described the state we both finished up in after using the sun
cream. Though they dressed as women, they seemed to lack this understanding
of the female mind. Oh they could be bitchy, there was no doubt about that!
They could display the worse traits of a woman when they wanted to, but it
was the inner feeling and thoughts that seemed to elude them. Yes, they
could make love, kiss and fondle, but it was what was in the mind of a
woman that they were missing. I realised this when I found that as I was
speaking, I was touching someone's hand. That tactile contact that I had
subconsciously developed having seen Vicky and Joan for that matter, do
many times. A gentle touch of the fingers on another hand or arm and I
noticed that Phillip too, when he was dressed the same as myself had picked
up this habit. The other girls would tend to hold or grasp the arm of the
person they were talking to, and this was the difference. I then suddenly
found I was more of a woman than a man and I felt a queer kind of thrill
run right through me. I am now going to digress to continue this line of
thought that sprang to my mind, of giving deportment lessons in being a
female.

     So later, in the lounge, I would give classes on exactly how a female
behaves in certain situations starting from their first contact in a social
setting. I didn't go into the sexual aspect but more of what led up to
it. How to react to a man that attracted them, the way to be demure and
respond to his approach in the female way. I must say they were well
attended and I think I did rather well in getting them to not only look
like women, but act like one. It might sound stupid, but it was the little
things that made them women, like I had seen one of the girls go to sit at
a table, pulling out the chair herself before sitting down. This was the
kind of thing I was trying to teach them, that a real woman would just
stand there and wait and make the man pull out the chair for them to sit
down. This is only one example, but I think you've now got the gist of what
I was trying to do.

     So back to the lounge and the telling of our holiday and they were
delighted of our ruse to retire to our rooms for sex, and all wanted to see
the parts of our bodies on which the sun very seldom shines. Such was their
insistence that I let Phillip go with Pearl and I went upstairs with Trixie
and Fiona. I never did get round to asking Phillip what Pearl thought of
his all over sun tan. I had the other two give out their comments on my tan
and couldn't stop Trixie from going down and taking my now brown cock in
her mouth to suck on me. What was also a nice touch was that Fiona kissed
my brown cheeks before putting her cock between them to fuck me as Trixie
sucked. All that was missing was a cock for me to suck on as I was being
serviced by those two. I came first into Trixie's mouth and then was able
to take her erection in the same way and suck on her as Fiona kept up a
steady rhythmic fucking of me. They both came together and I felt I was
back in heaven having it both ways at the same time, feeling one come
inside me and tasting the other. Phillip and Pearl then joined us and later
I got to taste Pearl again as Phillip took me from behind and we had a nice
orgy that was the best homecoming present that I could have wished for.

     Then it was back to the business of running the hostel. Fiona had
started to panic with so much money in cash in the safe, not daring to
share it out in case it incurred my displeasure. The others also showed
panic signs when I gave them nine thousand pounds each, and they quickly
scuttled out to get their money into their bank accounts. I then gave
Phillip six thousand pounds and he was most happy with this which left me
with well over twenty thousand pounds that I then went and put into the
system which would eventually see it in my bank account in the Bahamas. I
loved rent days because for every two hundred pounds paid over, fifty
pounds was mine. It was like me turning one hundred and eighty tricks a
week or opening my backside or mouth twenty five times a day. This was
whoring at its best.

     It was a couple of nights later that I woke up covered in sweat and I
was shaking and thankful that it was still dark. I'd sat up with this sweat
pouring from me and threw the sheet back and was grateful that Phillip was
still asleep beside me, his brown bum visible in the gloom of the room. The
dream had been so vivid that I was still shaking as I recalled it.

     Phillip and I had somehow managed to get a day off together and we
were at home in Kingston. Vicky and Joan had announced that they were going
off shopping together and not to expect them back for at least four
hours. Phillip and I had looked at each other, each knowing what this meant
for us, and said that we hoped that they would have a good time.

     We stood in the lounge and watched them drive away before we went into
each other's arms and kissed. Then we went upstairs and got undressed and
onto the bed to carry on our kissing and now our fondling of each
other. Unbeknown to us the car had broken down only half a mile away and
they both walked back home.

     Phillip and I had sucked on each other till we both had a steaming
erection and I begged him to use his and fuck me. He put a condom on as I
went onto my knees and he got behind and put himself into me. I was
enjoying the feel of his hardness inside as he moved back and forth and
groaned with the pleasure that turned to pain as I saw the bedroom door
open and Vicky and Joan come into the bedroom.

     His cock was half in and out of me when he suddenly stopped as he saw
them too, their strained faces going white as what they were seeing began
to dawn on them.

     `Oh my God,' gasped Joan.

     `You filthy bastards,' Vicky spat out.

     Thankfully, that was when I woke up because I would have hated to hear
what else might have been said. I wiped my sweaty chest on the bed sheet
and found that I still had a raging hard on, stiff and throbbing and there
was Phillip's brown bum right next to me. I stroked it and moved his legs
apart, him giving no resistance to my doing this. He stirred and I'm sure
he felt my body move across his because I felt a slight rise of his hips as
I parted the cheeks and stuck myself into him. He grunted as I moved, and
finding my target, pushed and slid up inside him. He came awake at this,
but I didn't hear his muffled query I was that engrossed in putting as much
of me inside as I could in this position. When I was completely flat on his
back with my cock up his arse as far as I could get it, began to fuck him.

     I put my hands up under his shoulders to get as much leverage as I
could as I drove myself into him as hard as I could, working out the fear
and dread of that nightmare, sweat again pouring out of me that made his
back a slippery slide for me as my chest rubbed up and down it as I fucked
him. It was only on my release, coming, in what I thought was enormous
quantities inside him did I begin to slow down and eventually stop.

     Only then did Phillip move, making me slide out of him and off his
body, so I rolled onto my back still trying to bring my breathing back down
to normal.

     `Boy,' he breathed. `That's some way to be woken up in the middle of
the night,' as he wiped my still erect cock with a corner of the bed
sheet. `That was great! But I would like a bit more warning next time. What
brought this on?'

     So I told him of my dream and as I spoke, felt him start to stiffen
until he had a nice throbbing organ there for me to hold.

     `Well they're not going to walk in here,' he said as he rolled me onto
my front. `So let's do it,' and I went up onto my knees and had the second
pleasure of him fucking me as I had felt him in my dream, though I couldn't
but help to look towards the door of our room as he came inside me.

     It was on reflection the next day as to what could have been the
possible trigger to my having that dream that I guessed what it was. Twice
now, Vicky had made some passing reference that she would like to see the
hostel where I worked and Joan had now asked, so something had to be done
about this.

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