I'll Have The Usual - Sex Stories

I'll Have The Usual

... She sat on my face, and pushed her puss against my mouth, holding me there, with two handfuls of my hair.

"Sorry if there's any cum in there, Bitch!" She commanded, or maybe it was a boast.

I licked and prodded. I am not a lesbo, or bi, but I'm a whore, so I've been here before. I worked her hard with my tongue stud, but she might have noticed my lack of enthusiasm, which was based on the fact that I wasn't making any money with her. I didn't even make her cum, but she faked one, probably so she could get out of the way of these randy bikers.

"There are lots of rubbers, guys, so let's not forget about the protection," The President explained as he took his turn on my cunt. For two nights there would be no tongue for me. Only cocks, but I can handle that. As a woman of the night, I know that every orgasm that I can share with them, is worth its weight in gold.

I only waited 3 minutes, before I faked my second orgasm. I knew that the head biker was going to bust his nut soon, so the acting helped him to a nice, proud release. He took his time, enjoying the completion of his conquest, then he pulled out, to give his spot to the next biker.

"Thanks, Simone. You did not disappoint." He concluded, and left me temporarily alone.

"Be gentle with her, guys," their sleepy leader commanded. "Make sure she gets a chance to sleep."

Sure enough, they were done fucking me by 3 or 4 in the morning. The three guys that drove me to the lake, only managed one more fuck, ...

... but they were anxious to use my ass, which was clearly approachable on this fucking table. The other fellows used me in two's, but none of them lasted any longer than their president. My wrists had been released hours ago, so when the last one pulled away, I got out of the fucking position, to find an open bunk.

The first room had Bobby and his biker bitch, curled up on a small bunk bed. I jumped up on the top bunk, and pulled the blankets over my head.

In the morning, the smell of bacon woke me up, instead of a cock. I counted my blessings and walked to the shower, with cum dripping down my legs and sticking to my tits, throat, and face. Now that was a walk of shame!

While I was showering, the club's treasurer came into the room and pulled the curtain. He stood there, looking at my naked, and freshly washed body, then he stepped into the basin, even though he was wearing underpants and socks!

"I prefer my women to have the free use of their hands," he insisted, as he pushed his undershorts to the drain.

He used his hands to position me how he wanted; bent slightly forward.

"Spread them please." the man insisted.

I reached back and below, then used my hands to spread my ass cheeks.

He came up and into my pussy, burying himself to the hilt in my moist chasm. He then pulled down and back.

"Wider please, and bend forward just a bit more, love," I was further instructed.

Bending helped me to spread myself a little bit more. He pushed his cock into my ...