A knock at the door wakes Anna from her sleep. She has no idea how long she has been out. It seems that all she does anymore is get fucked beyond her wildest fantasies and sleep. Which isn’t such a bad way to live, she giggles to herself as she blinks herself into consciousness.
Her boss gets up from the bed to answer the door. Anna peeks around him and recognizes Jussy, the Latina waitress from their first time in the restaurant.
“Mr. Wyatt said to deliver this to you, sexy man,” she says, making no attempt to hide her looking his nude body up and down as she hands him a DVD in a paper sleeve.
“Thank you, Jussy,” he says, starting to close the door.
“Aw, no tip for a good delivery?” she says, pouting and sticking her foot in the door.
He stops and thinks for a moment. Then a sly grin crosses his face and he chuckles to himself.
“Perhaps you do deserve a little something,” he says, opening the door again. “Please, come in.”
“Anna, would you like to see Jussy’s special talent?” he says with a wink.
Anna giggles and raises a suggestive eyebrow at him.
“Let’s see if I remember how to do this…” he says
“Oh no. You don’t have to…” Jussy starts to say.
“Oh, yes. I do,” he says firmly to her. “Anna, count to 30 for me.”
Anna begins to count hesitantly. As she says 1, he puts one hand on Jussy’s throat. He takes the other and starts vigorously rubbing her clit. The waitress’s body melts to his will and she moans loudly. Before Anna has counted to 20, Jussy’s body begins spasming as she orgasms so intensely she nearly falls over. He stands her up and lets her regain her balance.
The he smiles, licks his fingers, and turns to Anna. “Ta da!” he chuckles. “And that is why they call her Speedy. The fastest orgasm in Paradise.”
Jussy blushes, bites her lip, and tries to hide the fact she is rubbing her hard, brown nipples. “It’s not always like that…” she says.
“You’re right. Sometimes it’s faster,” he winks back at her.
She steps toward him and tries to grab his cock but he swats her hand away.
“Don’t you have work to be doing, Speedy?” he says icily.
She pouts then heads out the door, cursing in Spanish under her breath.
“That’s quite the trick, sir,” Anna says, relieved that she doesn’t cum that quickly. He would surely get bored with her if that was the case.
“She’s a nice girl,” he says. “Just needs to be put in her place from time to time.”
He grabs his laptop and sits next to Anna on the bed. “Should we see what the old man felt we needed to see so urgently?”
He puts the DVD in. After a moment, a video of Anna and Wyatt pops up. She quickly realizes it’s a recording of the night before.
“Well, damn,” her boss says. “I guess the old man does still record what happens in his bedroom.”
Anna’s eyes go wide. Her mouth drops. She’s never seen what she looks like getting fucked. She blushes deeply at how loud she was but bites her lip slightly at the sights and sounds.
“Sir… How? Why?” she stutters. She can’t form sentences. Part of her is angry that she was filmed without her knowledge. Another part is aroused beyond belief at seeing herself cum on camera, witnessing her three partners take their turns with her body.
“I knew Wyatt used to have hidden cameras in his room but I really wasn’t sure if he still did,” he says, taking in the performance. “Quite a few judging by how many different angles he captured you from.”
Anna keeps watching in silence, trying to understand. Not willing to admit she is enjoying the show just yet despite the throb between her thighs saying otherwise.
Her trance is broken when her boss chuckles, “Want to mail a copy home to the husband? It’s more fun than a postcard!” He winks, trying to distract Anna from the fact that he is getting hard watching her.
She playfully swats his arm, “Oh come on, you know how badly it would end for me if he saw that. But then again…” she pauses and looks down. “Maybe he would like it as much as you seem to” She winks, reaching for his hardening manhood.
He groans as she wraps her hand around his shaft and begins stroking. “Anna, I realize this is all very new to you but we need to do things besides fuck, bathe, and sleep.”
She pouts but doesn’t stop.
“We have to eat every now and then,” he says. “Food. Not just each other.”
She squeezes him one final time and releases when the mention of food makes her realize how absolutely famished she is.
She giggles, “Well, if you insist. But I don’t want to go out. Let’s call room service.” She stops and bites her lip, “And maybe I can service you in the room.”
He turns her face back to the laptop to see his cock in her mouth and Monique licking her pussy.
“Wanna get some popcorn and watch movies?” he chuckles again.
She smiles as she looks at the screen, no longer hiding her enjoyment, “Damn, I’m good at sucking cock, aren’t I?”
He sees her hand inching toward his member again. He grabs it before she gets to him.
“You are the most talented sexual partner I have ever experienced,” he says while grabbing the phone for room service. “It absolutely pains me to deny you satisfaction.”
He leans in and kisses her again, keeping his cock out of reach.
“But to be perfectly honest fucking you in your tight little asshole twice in one day has left me more than a bit sore. You’re so unbelievably tight.”
He looks at the screen then back at her.
“But after I place this order I wouldn’t say no to watching you please yourself. Maybe even take some photos for your vacation scrapbook,” he says with a wink.
Anna giggles and bites her lip, before rolling into her stomach and resting her head on top of my hands, watching him place their order. She smiles as he hangs up and walks back over to her.
“I’m sore too, sir But I can’t deny that I just want sex all of the time now,” she bites her lip again and looks at the screen, her arousal growing more with each groan and moan coming from the laptop. “What have you done to me?” she asks playfully, kissing him and leaning against him as she watches herself.
“What have I done to you?” he chuckles. “Did you want the full list?”
He kisses her back.
“Or is it sufficient to say all I did was teach you how to unleash the insatiable slut that you have always wanted to be?”
“Well, maybe that too,” Anna giggles. She rolls over onto her back and reaches a hand between her legs.
“Sir, I’d love to put on a little private show for you if you’re too sore to participate,” she moans into his ear. “And take all the pictures you’d like. Document your slut.”
He gets up off the bed goes over to the cabinet and returns with both of their cell phones.
“One for photos, one for video,” he says. “Food will be here in 45 minutes.”
He pulls a chair next to the bed and sits with the phones.
“How much fun can we have in 45 minutes, Miss Aubergine?”
“Hmmm… 45 minutes? That’s quite a long time. Mr. Aubergine…” She bites her lip and giggles while running her hands over her breasts, squeezing them and pushing them together. Then rubbing her hands down her stomach and along her thighs, already glistening in the light with her excitement.
She moans and looks into his eyes and as she spreads her lips with her fingers, exposing her slick pink pussy to him and the cameras. She closes her eyes, bites her lip, and lets out a small moan as she begins to rub her clit. She loves to tease. Now she knows she also loves to be filmed.
“Yes, show me how you touch my pussy. How you please yourself when you can’t fuck me,” he growls, teasing her without touching her. “Show me what my slut does when she thinks of me when she’s all alone. When she craves me inside of her but can’t have it.”
He holds the phone steady, filming every second of her touching her exquisite body.
“Tell me who that fucking pussy belongs to. Who those tits belong to. Who every inch of this fucking slut belongs to.”
She smiles and groans. She never thought anyone’s words would be able to excite her like his every syllable does. She runs one hand to her breasts and starts to pinch and twist her nipples. The other keeps rubbing her clit.
“Oh, sir. This is your pussy. It’s all yours. Your slut. I’m so fucking wet, sir… Thinking about your cock fucking me…” she plunges two fingers inside of herself and pumps them slowly in and out. Her eyes still closed, her chest rising and falling in rhythm with her fingers.
She opens her eyes, bites her lip, and looks at him. She smiles and continues to finger fuck herself before pulling them out and sucking on them, moaning at her taste. She rubs her breasts and pinches her nipples with both hands before reaching one back down to rub her clit again. She stares at his cock, now fully erect and pulsing.
He sees her lick her lips looking at his stiff length. It takes all of his resolve to not let her have it. He tries to distract her.
“It gets you soaking wet to know your boss has claimed all of your holes, doesn’t it?” he whispers. “You never knew you wanted a man deep inside your ass so badly.”
A smile spreads across her face.
“You want nothing more than to have your slut body pounded and poked and fucked until you pass out, cum drunk and raw,” he growls
Her chest heaves as a massive moan responds to his words. “Yes, sir… I get so fucking wet knowing you’ve claimed me as your slut… All of my holes belong to you….” She pinches her clit and bites her lip at the pain and pleasure.
“I love being used by you and your friends…. Oh fuck, sir… My pussy is throbbing for you…” She slams two fingers into herself again and groan, her head rolling back and her chest pushing outward.
“Don’t say another fucking word until you cum for me,” he growls.
She bites her lip and moans, her head rolling back and forth. Her orgasm is growing faster than she intended.
God, he doesn’t even have to touch her to make her cum anymore.
Her fingers work her pussy, faster than he had imagined. Her clit is pulsing. Her juices running down her thighs. Her eyes meet his and her moans echo off the walls.
He starts to slowly stroke himself with one hand, still recording her with the other.
“Look how fucking hard you make me,” he moans.
He stands and steps closer to her, keeping his cock just out of her reach.
“Cum for me, you slut,” he growls. “Cum for me and you can have it. You can have it in any hole you want it.”
She moans and starts to fuck herself even faster, her juices making sounds that the recording will definitely pick up.
Suddenly her hips buck forward and her thighs twitch, her orgasm washing over her as she moans, “Oh, sir… Cum on me please…” She continues to twitch and rub her clit, sore from all the attention in the past 24 hours. She meets her eyes, biting her lip and groaning, begging for his release, wanting the camera to capture his cum on her body.
He moves her hand away, covering his own fingers in her fresh, sweet cum. He moans loudly as he coats his cock in her juices.
He starts stroking himself harder, faster. Adrenaline taking over and erasing the pain. She is watching him. Studying how he pleasures himself to see if there is anything he does to himself that she doesn’t do.
He grabs her head and forces himself into her mouth until her lips hit his balls. Then he pulls it all the way back out and starts stroking himself furiously.
His legs shake. His body stiffens. He roars with anticipation before spraying thick, hot cum all over her stomach, breasts, and pussy. Anna moans and smiles as it hits her skin, waiting a moment for the camera to capture it. Then she runs a two fingers through the mess and brings them to her mouth, sucking them clean, and moaning as she can taste both him and herself.
“Blow a kiss to the camera, movie star,” he says breathlessly.
She smiles, giggles, and blows a kiss.
The recording ends.
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