Doreen awoke the next morning with a slight backache. She looked to the bed, but the bellboy was gone. She climbed into it, and tried to get back to sleep.
A knock at the door stirred her from her drowsiness. She opened it, and a housekeeper walked in, glaring hostility at Doreen. "Gotta make the beds," said the woman sourly. "'Scouse me." The woman went about her business brusquely, frying hard to get in Doreen's way. Doreen knew why she was behaving like that. Doreen was a strange, semi-nude woman in the bellboy's room.
"You stayin'?" asked the maid she a about to leave. "'Cause if you ain't stayin', check-out time is noon." The maid slammed the door behind her. Doreen looked at her watch it was after eleven. She didn't quite know what she was going to do. She would have to get back home, but then what? She no longer had a job, and didn't even know how she would pay for the room, assuming in fact that she would be charged for it.
"Forty dollars and fifty-two cents tax," said the desk clerk as she approached it to find out what the charge would be.
"Forty dollars?" she exclaimed. "That's steep."
"Madam, this is the Simpson House. If it's beyond your means, you perhaps shouldn't have stayed here."
"But I wasn't in a room by myself… I mean, it was supposedly occupied already." Doreen realized that she was making a fool of herself. The best thing to do would be to pay it, and get out of then as fast as she could.
She dug into her purse and realized she didn't have the cash. She had luckily brought her checkbook, but when she wrote out the check, she knew she didn't have that much in the bank to cover it. She wrote the check anyway. The school should have a paycheck for her, if she dared ask for it.
Realizing that she needed a job, Doreen told herself she would check the morning newspaper for the want-ads. On the way out, she overheard one of the managers telling another that one of the maids had just quit.
"Excuse me," she said. "But do I understand you need a new maid?" The managers looked at her.
"What experience do you have?" they asked. "Have you worked for hotels before?"
"We… no, but…"
"I'm sorry," they said, looking surprised that this woman had even asked them in the first place.
Doreen turned away. She would have to find a job someplace. Just then, the bellboy reappeared. He had overheard her asking for a job, and he quickly stopped her before she left the hotel.
"Hi," he said. He smiled broadly at her. Doreen wasn't quite sure how to react to him. "I heard you're lookin' for a job."
"Yes," she said. "I'll find one."
"Well, a guy I know might be able to use you," he said. "Come up to my room again after four." Doreen shrugged. It was worth a try. She had to do something.
She went home and took a long hot bath. That made her feel a lot better, and by the time she was dressed again it was just past three. She went over to the hotel and went up to the bellboy's room to wait for him. He we already there, and he let her in. "Where's your friend?" she asked him. "What kind of job is it?"
"He'll be here," said the boy. "You want something to drink?"
"No," she replied. "Well, maybe a small one. A scotch."
"Sure," he replied. As she started to sip her drink, the boy put his arm around her. She squirmed a bit, but felt herself succumbing to his touch. Where was his mind? she wondered. She kept glancing towards the door, but was constantly distracted as the boy started to rub his hands against her breasts.
Doreen was torn between her desire for the boy and her need for a job. Her body was responding to his touch, but she kept telling herself to wait for the other guy to show up. What if he saw her having sex with this bellboy? She would never get any sort of job then.
Doreen was losing the battle. She kept looking at the boy and seeing how young and masculine he was. Her whole body wanted him now, and yet she knew she shouldn't let him touch her any further. His hands were now inside her blouse, and she could feel her nipples starting to get all hard and erect.
"Stop that," she whimpered. "Please don't."
"You want it, baby," he said, smiling. "You want it real bad, and I'm gonna give it to you. You're gonna like it even more'n last time, you just wait."
She couldn't protest. His touch was driving her wild. Her cunt was starting to seep out juices, and she felt her panties getting all hot and wet.
Her rate increased as he squeezed and pinched her tits. She moaned and sighed and let him touch her all over.
"Now rub my prick," he said softly. "That'll really make you hot. I know women like you. They all like young prick. Now touch it. It's real hard baby, real hard." She couldn't resist. His penis was causing a tremendous bulge to appear at the front of his pants, and as she lightly fingered it, he grabbed hold of her hand and forced it down on his throbbing dick really hard.
"Ohhhh, that's good, baby," he sighed. "That's really good. Now rub harder! Make my dick hard as a steel rod!"
She could no longer think of a job. She only hoped the boy hadn't forgotten to lock the door. She didn't want a possible employer to walk in on them now.
"You, want it, baby?" he asked her, standing up with his hands on his zipper. "C'mon, tell me you wanna feel this hard cock!"
She was slowly sinking into a sexual pit. She only thought of what he had inside his pants. She wanted that cock more than anything now. She was completely in the power of the teen's hard meat.
"Yes," she moaned. "Please! I want it! Ohhhh! Fuck me, ohhhh, please fuck me!"
The boy grinned and unzipped his fly. His prick meat balls sprang out of his pants, and she lunged for it, aching to touch it with her lips and tongue.
She gnawed at it voraciously. Her mouth completely enclosed his lusting organ as she licked and sucked it a hard as she could.
Doreen rubbed the boy's nuts really hard. She squeezed them as if to draw out his hot semen immediately. She went wild over his cock, forgetting entirely why she was there. All she could think of was getting that prick shoved up her cunt.
"I'm gonna fuck you, baby," he said, as he pulled his penis away from her. She tried to grab it back, but he held his dong out of reach. "I'm gonna fuck you really hard!"
She felt her pussy oozing so much juice that it she was swimming in a puddle of her own pussy honey. "Yes!" she panted. "Yes, do it! Fuck me! Ohhhhh! I want it! Fuck me!"
She started to rub her vagina, sliding a finger into her snatch to get it all juiced up for his cock. He pulled down her skirt and panties, but instead of pressing his dick against her pussy, he turned her over on the floor and rubbed his throbbing meat up against her spread ass-cheeks.
"This is how I'm gonna fuck you," he said to her. "I'm gonna shove it up your ass!"
She groaned. She desperately wanted his cock inside her pussy, and he wasn't going to give her that pleasure. "Fuck my cunt," she whined. "Please fuck my cunt."
The boy shook his head. He knew just where he wanted his pleasure, and it was up her ass. He pushed her back down when she started to roll over. Her pussy juices now dripped onto the floor as she tried to push several fingers up her snatch to make up for the cock she wasn't going to get up there.
The boy paused with his dick just above her small anal opening. There were slight clicking sounds which Doreen didn't understand. "What's that noise?" she asked him, bracing herself to feel that hard piece of steely meat plunging into her rectum.
"Nothing," he said. "You just relax and spread your legs. I'm gonna get my meat all the way up your shitty tube."
She bit her lip. As the tip of his cock penetrated her anus, the pain started to mount. She hadn't been fucked up the ass before, and she was tight. He wasn't using any grease at all as he pushed his organ deep into her rear end, and the harder he pumped her asshole, the more it hurt her.
"Owwwww!" she cried when he started to push a bit too hard for her. "That hurts!" She was moaning louder and louder, but the boy was very sure of himself. He wasn't going to let her cries of protest get in the way of his pleasure.
"Ahhhhhhhh!" he sighed with pleasure as his thick tool squeezed against her anal wall really hard. Be shoved his dong further up her asshole until his entire spear was submerged within her rectum.
The clicking sound continued, but the pain inside her ass made Doreen oblivious to it. She couldn't get the boy to take his cock out of her asshole, and all she could do was grit her teeth and bear the intense pain.
As he started to pump his prong into her rectum, the pain subsided, and she felt increasing waves of pleasure overtaking her. Her asshole just needs to be massaged, and now as his tool throbbed back and forth along her anal passage she felt herself getting horny all over again, and felt a tremendous desire now for another cock to be slid into her pussy.
The bellboy jabbed his tool harder and harder into her asscrack. His balls were flopping hard against her buns, and she squealed with pleasure as his meat squeezed in and out of her rectum.
He started to pant heavily. The pressure on his cock from her tight ass was tremendous, and he had to control himself so that he didn't ejaculate too soon. His body was thrusting harder and harder into her rectum, and he would soon flood her with his jism. Several times he had to stop pumping or he would have shot his load.
"Do it harder!" she began to scream as her whole body was craving his dong. "Please! Ohhhhh!" Doreen slid several fingers into her snatch to stem the flow of hot cunt juices. She wanted a cock inside her pussy just as she also wanted to suck on a stiff one. She needed cock and more cock to satisfy her lustful urges.
"Fuck me! Ohhhhh! Fuck me! I want it! Ohhhhhh!" The boy's prick started to pulsate rapidly inside her asshole. His balls swung rapidly, pounding her flesh harder and harder. He reached underneath her body and started to squeeze her tits again. Her nipples were so rigid that they felt as if they could be pulled right off.
The boy heated up rapidly now. He was very close to coming, and he tried to keep his cock from shooting, but his balls were ready to release their stored-up sperm and he rocked back and forth with her as his cock prepared to burst.
"Ohhhhhh!" he cried. "Ohhhhhh! I'm gonna shoot! Ohhhh!" There were several rapid clicking sounds as the boy started to ejaculate. Doreen heard them, but could only concentrate on that barrage of hot juice spurting into her sore asshole.
"I'm coming!" he screamed. "Get fucked! Ohhhhhh! I'm shooting! Ohhhhhh! Ohhhhhh!"
In one violent movement, the boy pulled his squirting dick out of her asshole and continued to ejaculate over her buttocks. The semen poured all over her fleshy ass, and she reached in back of her to scoop up some of his jism to bring forward to her pussy so she could masturbate with his come on her fingers.
She started to fuck herself wildly. As the guy got up off her body, and wiped his cock, Doreen saw something strange. Out of the closet door walked another young guy, camera in hand. Doreen knew now what those clicking sounds were.
"Here," said the guy, handing the camera to the bellboy. "You take the pictures now." The bellboy took the camera and focused on Doreen. The boy who had been taking the pictures now started to stroke his crotch, and Doreen saw another huge bulge coming her way.
"What's going on?" she asked, turning towards the bellboy.
"Shut up," he snarled. "You, wanted a job, and you got it. You're gettin' paid for this, so keep quiet and do what we tell you."
Doreen was silent. This wasn't what she had expected, yet she a now powerless to alter the situation. The second guy was slowly crouching over her body, and she felt the heat from his cock nearing her face.
"You're gonna suck on it," the guy said simply. "You suck first on my balls, and then when I'm ready, you can suck on the shaft. Got that?"
Doreen stared at him. She looked then at the boy with the camera. They were both ready for her to do as they told her, and she began to itch inside her pussy.
"Please don't take pictures," she said. "I want cock, but I don't want pictures."
"Touch," said the guy who was now slowly unzipping his fly. "You wanted money, and you'll get it, but you're gonna suck my cock and we're gonna take pictures. You ain't got no choice."
The boy took out his hard cock and slapped her cheeks with it. As he hit her with his prick, it got really hard, and his balls were hanging down right in front of her lips. She felt so hot between her legs that she tried to shift positions so that her pussy would be able to take in his prong.
"I said you're gonna suck it," he snarled. "I run this fuckin' show!"
The bellboy now started to take pictures as the other guy pushed his penis up against Doreen's lips. She hungered after his long hard spear, and as the camera began to click again, Doreen started to lick and slurp her saliva all over the boy's throbbing tool.
Her pussy was starving for something hard, and she rammed her fingers up her snatch, aching for it to really be a hard cock. She writhed and twisted on the floor as she felt the boy's erect throbbing pole slowly penetrating beyond her lips and pressing hard into her mouth.
"Yeah, baby," cried the guy, "suck it! Suck it real hard! Suck that fuckin' cock real hard. Do it, baby! Ohhhhhh!"
She grabbed hold of his meat and held onto it firmly. She used her hand to guide his prick into her face, and she licked it and sucked it harder and harder.
"Now my nuts, baby," cried the guy. "Suck them! Lick them! Make them really hot!"
He pressed his balls against her flicking tongue. She could taste the sweat on his balls and she tried to get them into her mouth. He kept dangling them above her lips, though, and she went wild, straining to get his entire prick into her mouth.
Her fingers were still ramming her vagina over and over. She could feel her knobby clit being stimulated and her cunt was ready to climax. She longed to taste the boy's spurting jism before she came, and she grabbed his dong and rammed it into her face suddenly, so she could suck really hard on it and make him come.
Her ass kept pounding hard on the floor. She had clasped his dick firmly and was now licking off the creamy pearls of oozing goop that had formed on the tip of his cock head.
"Yeah, baby, suck it!" moaned the guy, feeling his scum about to flow out of his tool. "Suck that fuckin' cock! Ohhhhhh!"
His penis slipped in and out of her mouth; her lips closed tightly against his throbbing spear. Each time he pushed his dick further up her face, it came closer and closer to her throat, and she could feel it several times touching the back of her mouth.
His fleshy nuts were being squeezed over and over. Her slurping tongue dripped its juice over his balls as it pound out of her mouth, and she could sense that the boy was ready to shoot.
Her pussy was about to explode with a rapid stream of cunt honeys. She rammed her fingers harder and faster into her snatch, as she licked the boy's meat over and over. His cock was so hot that she was sure his jism would spill into her throat instantly.
Suddenly, the boy pulled his dick out of her face. "No!" she cried. "Give it to me! I want it! I want to drink it! Ohhhhhhh!"
Her pussy was climaxing. She couldn't bear it. He had pulled his dick out of her face at just the wrong time. She tried to grab it back, but he started to rub his prick in front of her.
The bellboy was taking picture after picture. Doreen saw the guy about to shoot his load. It was obvious that they wanted to photograph the sperm jetting out of his tool, because he pulled it out of her face and, as he started to come, she felt the sharp jets of creamy goop hitting her face hard.
"Ohhhhhhhhh! Take it cunt!Ohhhhhhhh! I'm coming! Aaaiiieeeeeeee! Ohhhhhhh! Ohhhhhhhw!"
The boy went wild, rubbing his shooting cock all over her face. Her entire face was covered with his hot jism. She licked up as much of it as she could, and she tried to scoop up with her fingers what she couldn't reach with her tongue.
The cum dripped onto her lips, and the boy rubbed it into her tit flesh. Her whole body was being coated with cum, and the boy kept spurting out more and more juice.
Finally, the bellboy stopped taking pictures, and the other guy put his cock back into his pants. Doreen's snatch had overflowed with her pussy juices, but she still hadn't been fucked. She moaned and begged to be fucked, but the guys put the camera away and told her to get dressed.
"Here," said the guy who had brought the camera. "Here's your money. Tomorrow there'll be more."
Doreen hesitated. Is that what the job was? She didn't know if she should take the money, but she couldn't be assured of receiving her last paycheck from the school. She finally accepted the bills, and stuffed them into her purse.
"Tomorrow, then," said the boys. She nodded. At least they were young. They probably just liked to have pictures of the women they fucked, that was all. It was harmless. She got dressed and left the hotel room. She wouldn't go hungry after all.