Groped, Blackmailed, Betrayed, [Blackmail], [Consensual MF] Epilogue

Earl helped her into the cart. As they rode back to their room he could tell she was quietly sobbing, her chest heaving again and again. He wisely didn’t try to make conversation, but as soon as they were in the room, she turned to him and said “Where were you ? I wasn’t supposed to be left there that long !!”. “sorry”, he started. “there was a bit of an issue with Dani. She started freaking out and it took a long time to settle her down. As it turns out she isn’t cut out for this sorta thing.” It was her first time as a paid escort. I have no idea where Bruce found her, but she told me she couldn’t take it anymore. She’s a single mother, trying to put a kid through school. The whole sex, nudist resort thing kinda shocked her system. I had intended to spend a little time with her, maybe fuck her. I went to their room, first off, to retrieve something, and I started hitting on her. I figured Bruce was fucking her. Anyway she started acting real strange. I had to calm her down and she took the opportunity to pack her things and leave. I stayed with her till a cab came to pick her up. Whatever Bruce got from her, he got for free.

Vicki had heard enough. His explanation was pissing her off. In the beginning of her ordeal she had freaked out too, and had started acting strangely, shaking and about to have a breakdown. He didn’t call her a cab. He just drugged her. She went into the bathroom and locked the door. After a good cry, she got into the shower. After a long time, she came out and walked into the room. Earl was laying down on the bed. She went over and lay beside him. After awhile he spoke “Do you want to tell me about it ?”. She had turned on her side facing away from him. She answered “no, not now”. He wisely didn’t press the issue. Later in the night she scooted over near him. He moved closer and wrapped an arm around her, cupping her breast. She could feel his cock between her cheeks. She drifted back to sleep, and Earl did the same.

She awoke early the next morning. Earl was still asleep. He had rolled over on his back. Again his morning wood was evident. She glanced at the tent he made with the sheets and shook her head. She reached down and felt where her bush used to be. It was all smooth now. What the hell was she going to tell her husband this time. She always wondered if he’d really believed her story earlier story to start with. She did have the swimsuit to back it up that time. She couldn’t pull that off again. She needed some time to think. They still had a few days, but she really didn’t want to run into Bruce, Ben or Dani again. Bruce had turned her stomach for years. Dani and Ben, she felt a connection with, especially Dani. Boy had she been wrong. But she had more pressing issues. The sun wasn’t up yet. Earl was out. Her hand kept drifting down to where her bush had been recovering so well. How would she explain it this time. She drifted off to sleep and dreamed. She was back home. Her husband was saying how much he loved her bald pussy as he rubbed her there. But what had happened to her bush all of a sudden ? She struggled to explain it. She awoke with a start. She looked over and Earl wasn’t beside her. She listened snd didn’t hear anything in the bathroom. Ok, no big deal. She wasn’t his keeper. But she was awake now, and the reality of her situation was creeping into her psyche. The night before, betrayed… again. She became aware of her right hand between her legs. She withdrew it quickly. It was smooth, hairless. And moist. And tingly. As she was gathering her thoughts, the door opened. Earl stepped inside. In his hands he had coffee, and tea for her. She sat up in bed, no longer conscious of her nudity in front of him. Her nipples showed no reaction to being exposed to his stares. The sight of his dangling cock, nothing.
He sat the steaming drinks on the spare bed and sat down beside her. “I went to have a talk with Bruce and tell him Dani had left. There was no one in his room, so I went over to his friends room. No one, so I checked at the front desk and found out they’re gone, checked out hours ago. Kinda weird, but it is what it is. I know you were pretty freaked out last night, so I wondered, what do you want to do ? We can leave, check in somewhere else, go back early, whatever, just say what”. Do you want
to hang out in the room awhile and think about it ?” With Bruce and company gone it made things easier. “I want to stay here. And I want to get out of this room, now”. She took her cup of tea and walked out into the sunshine. Earl grabbed his coffee and followed her. She walked to the pool, stopping by the supply kiosk on the way. Instead of sunscreen, she picked up suntan lotion. Over the last few days her fair skin had become conditioned the sun. She wouldn’t have much time left, but she figured an all over tan, in some way, might aid her explanation to her husband about her shaved cunt. In any case it wouldn’t hurt. She had bigger worries than laying naked in front of people she didn’t know anyway. After she finished her tea and Earl his coffee, they each ordered BloodyMary’s from the pool side bar. She had Earl apply the suntan lotion where she couldn’t reach. She did the same for him, except he opted for the sunscreen. She also rubbed in a generous amount where her bush used to be. The sun beaming down on her exposed body relaxed her, the alcohol calmed her. She was able to think more clearly about her options. One thing she decided was to not think about it today. She glanced over at Earl beside her. His body glistened with sweat, his bush was damp from the heat, and his flaccid cock nestled itself in place between his legs. Vicki reached over and gave it a tug, then jumped up and dove in the pool. Earl was right behind her. “You little
wench, you’ll pay for that !” He caught her and pulled her under. She broke free and gave him another tug. They raced to the far side of the pool. Vicki easily won and jumped out. She grabbed a towel and scampered back to the chairs. As Earl approached, panting for breath she said “I want a frozen margarita man slave!” Earl looked at her and bowed. “What ever the lady desires”. First he reapplied the suntan lotion to her tits,stomach and pubic area as she sat with eyes closed. When he turned he touched the cold drink to her tit, causing her to jump,almost knocking the drink out of his hand. “mmm, gimme that before you spill it. She took a slow drink from the glass and settled back into the chair. Earl looked over at her, this time not plotting any surprises. She turned face down once. When she did Earl covered her back and ass with the lotion. Give it a day or two, he thought, and she may have a tiny bit of a tan to show. He gave her an hour before popping her on the ass. He was determined not to let her burn. He wanted to play some more.

Vicki lay back and closed her eyes. She had so many things running through her head. She or Earl probably needed to get in touch with Bruce when they got back and make sure he was ok. Earl had not seen, and she had not mentioned, what had happened to him. In fact she hadn’t told Earl anything about that night. And then there was the problem of Bruce period. Would he try to hold what went on here over her head like Earl had. Or would he just run is mouth to everyone in their hometown. She figured that was a certainty. She had seen him hanging out with the one other guy from her high school class she had gone out with. He hadn’t gotten to fuck her then either. Bruce would to have to tell him and for sure.
She had genuinely liked Colleen and had enjoyed the day. It all went sour when she woke up tied to the bed. She was totally helpless and Bruce was a part of it. Or seemed to be. Colleen seemed to have a spell on Ben and Bruce. As she thought back on the abuse she went through she could tell she was getting wet. Why? She asked herself. She had panicked when she woke up and discovered the situation she was in and during the ordeal. But now thinking back on it she was getting turned on. Perhaps because she survived it ?
And how and what was she going to tell her husband ? He was going to ask a lot of questions regardless. She was shaved… again, she was laying in the sun nude. She wasn’t gonna have a copper tone tan with her fair skin, but she had been in the sun, totally exposed all week and her skin was getting conditioned to the sun. The sun tan lotion was doing its job. On that point, with her newly developing attitude she’d just said fuck it. Still there would be questions. It crossed her mind that maybe she should just tell him the truth. He knew how she felt about confrontation, why she would have gone along with it. Maybe she could convince him not to go ballistic. It would be an awfully lot to take in. She rolled over on her stomach. Earl grabbed the suntan lotion and made sure she was covered, paying particular attention to her ass. She smiled as he massaged it in. He even made sure he covered her exposed lips, just for good measure. To be such an asshole, he was very attentive to her.
After another hour she’d had enough. She didn’t want to overdo it. Back in the room they climbed into the shower together, each washing the others body. As Earl soaped up her tits, it was like an electrical charge went through her. They hadn’t felt that sensitive since she was a teen. She leaned back against the wall, the sensation making her weak kneed. Earl noticed and continued to show her tits and nipples attention, bending down and passionately sucking one then the other. Vicki drew in sharp short breaths,reaching out and holding his head against her tits. Her hands slipped to his ass, caressing his taught cheeks. She felt his hard cock pressing against her stomach. As much as she wanted to fuck, she didn’t want to do it in the shower. Grabbing a towel, she stepped out, quickly dried off and pranced into the bedroom, flopping down on the fucking bed, and opening her legs invitingly. Earl was right behind her. He wasted no time accepting her invitation. He climbed on top of her and entered her in one motion. He bent down to kiss her. She met his tongue with her own. It was the longest and most passionate kiss the had exchanged. Vicki was horny. She wanted Earls cock. Earl was happy to oblige her. It filled her so completely. She hadn’t had a cock in her that deep since before she married. It also spread her. Earl was longer and fatter than her husband. His was quite adequate for the job, and they had great sex. But she hadn’t realized how much she missed being fucked so hard and so deep. Before he finished she told him she wanted to roll over. Doggy was even better with a big cock. Another thing she had learned from her high school boy friend. At the time that was the only way she could take all of him, and he loved to give it all to her. Apparently Ear enjoyed her that way too. It didn’t take many more strokes before he was filling her with his cum. Taking a breather afterwards, she told him,”now we’re gonna have to get all cleaned up again before dinner.”

That evening as she was getting ready, she showered, washed her hair, put on her make up, the jewelry Earl had bought her and picked out a pair of the panties she had bought at the boutique. She checked herself out in the mirrors. The glistening white panties from the back were cheeky, but not thong cheeky, and not modest by any stretch. From the front, they were a bit lacy in the crotch, but low cut, and small, it was just as well she was shaved, especially wearing them in public, but it still concerned her. She opted not to cover her tits at all. when Earl saw her, he couldn’t resist a quick feel and a pop on her ass. She popped his right back. They decided to walk the short distance to the restaurant. She had become aware of, and appreciated, the admiring looks she received. She thought to herself, “ what would my husband think if he saw me now.”
Back in the room later and in bed, she voiced her concerns about returning home. After tonight and tomorrow night it would be time to leave. Her bush already getting prickly would be obviously shaved. She would have to tell her husband something. She told Earl she had no ideas. Then there was the problem of Bruce. He could make a lot of trouble for her or hold things over her head, much like Earl had done. He had turned her on to the joys of being titty fucked (which Earl was much better with his huge his cock) but she had no desire to have any kind of sexual relationship with him.
Earl assured her Bruce wouldn’t be a problem. He had been able to place several cameras in the room he had shared with Dani, and where he had fucked Vicki. There was nothing from the night in Ben and Dani’s room, but what he had would be enough to keep him quiet. Vicki was relieved and somewhat disgusted to hear this. She fell asleep lying next to him, one arm over his chest, her leg between his, nestled next to his cock.
She woke up before he did again, and once again lay there marveling at his morning wood. He had kicked the covers off and was laying on his back. She moved closer and wrapped her hand around his erection, noticing how her fingers wouldn’t nearly touch at the base. She started to slowly and likely stroke it. She thought she saw a hint of a smile. She took a drink of the water beside the bed, rolled it around in her mouth and bent over him, putting just the head in her mouth. She flicked her tongue around his helmet and started sucking. Glance up at his face she definitely saw him smiling. She didn’t want to get him close. She had other fun in mind. Raising her leg over his body ans straddling him, she lowered herself on his long erection. Once she was in to the hilt, she started to rock, forward and back, over and over, until finally he could take it no longer. He started bucking his hips violently as she held herself above his cock, her tits rubbing back and forth on his chest. Moans quickly turned to screams as she felt her orgasm building. He placed his hands on her ass, and bucked harder as his cum started flowing up his shaft. When he started to cum, he stopped, holding his cock in her slippery pussy balls deep till he emptied himself. When she rolled off, his cum came flooding out of her cunt, pooling on his bush. Catching his breath he said “you just can’t seem to get enough of my cock can you ? What are we gonna do with you when we get home ?” “I told you I didn’t want to think about that.” she answered. “I want another Bloody Mary by the pool, think you can handle that?” she said as she walked to the bathroom to rid herself of his cum. She stepped into the shower and grabbed the wand “I sure could have used one of the things in high school” she reasoned, although her mother’s douchebag did a better job of washing the cum out. She dried herself and walked out to the pool, carrying her suntan lotion, sunglasses and hat in her bag. They spent the day at the pool, her drenched in the sun tan lotion, he in sunscreen. His leathery old skin didn’t need any more sun damage. He made sure he kept her covered as she changed positions, like basting a pig on a spit. He decided she may not like that comparison. Later, back in the room, and after a shower she examined her body in the mirror. With her fair complexion and spending a week covered in sunscreen and then suntan lotion, the slight tan she was developing was at least blending in nicely. It was easy to tell she had been sunbathing naked. She wasn’t sure how she was gonna use this little tidbit of info when she got back home. For dinner that night she wore a slight variation of the outfit she had worn the previous night. She put on her last clean pair of overpriced sexy panties and the necklace and earrings she had picked out herself, and charged to Earl. She couldn’t wait for him to get the bill. Maybe he would decide he couldn’t afford her. He didn’t seem to mind when he saw her however. It would be their last night. They would have to leave fairly early the next morning since it was a long trip home. After dinner, Vicki started packing up. It always took women longer, and while Earl took care of himself and checking out, she wanted to spend as much more time at the pool as she could. Taking stock, she had lost the one piece swimsuit she wore kayaking, still had the bikini she’d packed, but never wore the top too, had gained two sinfully sheer pool cover ups and three pair of equally sinful panties. Her husband would love it, she hoped. “If you want to fuck again, we’ll need to do it tonight, or early in the morning.” Informing him of her plans. He grabbed her from behind and said how about we just do both, or just stay up and fuck all night.?” “You’re too old for that, even with that bucket of Viagra you have.” Reason again to pop her on her ass,causing her to jump.
They did fuck before sleep that night. Earl climbed on top, and at her insistence, lay on her with all his weight. For some reason, after being forced by a boyfriend years ago, who did just that, she liked the feeling of being trapped, not able to resist…sometimes.He went at it at a torrid pace, Her ‘uttering mmm, yes that’s the way.” They orgasmed together and fell asleep side by side. The next morning, around daylight he fucked her again, this time flipping her over and giving it to her doggy, another fav position of hers. With two loads of cum inside her, it was back to the shower and the wonderous wand. As planned she grabbed her pool accessories, and walked to the pool while Earl took care of his business. He gave her a couple of hours, then came out and told her it was time to go. She went back to the room, showered and dressed in her conservative shorts and top she had brought along, complete with her old panties and bra. She donned her new sunglasses and they started the trip back into reality, her not knowing exactly what it would bring.

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