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Hard Body Shop Clerk - 9
by DL Sloan (getwild81@yahoo.com)

***

Cori Banks is still the favorite co-worker at the body 
shop she works at. (MMF, nc, exh, oral, anal, bd, orgy)

***

SATURDAY EVENING (AT THE GAME)

"So, where are we supposed to meet your friends?" Cori 
asked as they got out of the SUV. Immediately, heads 
turned and whistles and cat-calls could be heard from 
the throng of people milling around the outside of the 
stadium. There were plenty of gorgeous, sexily dressed 
babes scampering around on this southern campus, but 
none quite as gorgeous or quite as scantily clad as 
Cori. Her nipples were once again poking through her 
mesh jersey, holding it in place over her tits. Her 
tight ass wiggled fantastically in the white shorts, 
her ass cheeks split by the red thong. 

"They're supposed to be near Gate J, tailgating in the 
parking lot," Ty said. "They're just a few of my old 
college and high school buddies. They said they'd have 
lots of food and beer. We've got two hours until 
kickoff, so we have plenty of time to hang out with 
them."

"I can't wait to meet them," Cori said.

"And I can't wait until they get a look at you. They'll 
never believe you're with me. I didn't date that often 
in high school or college, either one. They won't 
believe a babe like you is hanging out with me."

"Well, I'm proud to," Cori said. "They'll be able to 
see that, I promise. I bet I can make them jealous."

"I'm sure you can," Ty said. 

"Do they know I'm coming with you?"

"No. They think it's just a guy thing today. 'No women 
allowed' was the rule. But, I think they'll make an 
exception when they see you."

"Oh, look at that, how cute!" Cori said, pointing to a 
stand where people were lined up, getting temporary 
tattoos applied to their faces. They were tattoos of 
the team's mascot, a bulldog in red, white and black 
colors. 

"Want one?" Ty asked. "Come on, let's go." They went 
over to the stand and waited in line behind about a 
half dozen other people, mostly kids or college girls. 
Everyone took note of Cori, of course, but nothing was 
said until she reached the front of the line. There, a 
young man — presumably a college student — greeted her, 
eyes and mouth both wide open.

"Wow," he said, unable to contain himself. "Uhh, I 
mean, hi, would you like a tattoo? 

"Sure," Cori said, "but can I get it somewhere besides 
my face?"

"No problem," he said, his imagination running wild 
with thoughts of where he would like to put a tattoo on 
her. "Where do you want it?"

"Here," Cori said, turning around and sticking her ass 
out. "I'd like one on my hip." She pulled her shorts 
down a few more precious inches, revealing still more 
perfect tan skin.

"Of course," he said, "but aren't you worried no one 
will see it?"

"Oh, they'll see it," Ty said, handing over a $5 for 
the tattoo. 

"No, sir," the guy said, "believe me, this one's my 
pleasure. It's on the house."

"Thanks," Ty said. "Seeing as how you're an expert, 
don't you think the tattoo would look better a little 
further down than that? Like maybe down here?" Ty dug 
his hand inside Cori's shorts, indicating a spot in the 
middle of her ass cheek. 

"Oh yes," the guy said. "The lower the better, I 
think."

"Well, Cori, you heard the expert," Ty said. "Pull down 
those shorts and let him do his work."

Wriggling her hips in oh-so-sexy fashion, Cori peeled 
her shorts over her taut, round ass and revealed both 
dark, fleshy ass cheeks to the appreciative crowd. The 
temporary tattoo took only a few seconds to apply, but 
the guy took his sweet time while he eyed the thong-
covered pouch of her pussy, clearly visible between her 
lean thighs. He'd seen plenty of babes on this college 
campus, but never one this hot, this daring or this 
sexy. He dabbed the tattoo into place, then reluctantly 
told her he was done. He watched the best ass he had 
ever seen slide back inside its shorts, then walk away. 

Ignoring the groans from the onlookers, Cori and Ty 
kept on moving, looking for his friends. They found 
them easily, right where they had said they would be. 
Ty saw them first and pointed them out to Cori. She 
quickly counted 10 guys — all black — gathered around a 
van. The back doors were open and they had a table set 
up with all kinds of food and drinks. They were sitting 
around in lawn and camping chairs, laughing and joking 
loudly. 


One of them caught sight of Ty, then Cori, and let out 
a yell, "There he is fellas! And look what he's got 
with him!"

Hoots and hollers followed, all friendly, excited to 
see both Ty and his hot, nearly nude blonde companion. 
They jumped up to shake his hand and slap him on the 
back and welcomed Cori with open arms — literally — 
each giving her a hug, feeling up her tits and slender 
waist in the process.

"Damn, Ty, you old dog, when did you start dating women 
this fine?" said Gerald, a tall slender man who was 
wearing a standard issue Georgia Bulldog jersey and a 
black baseball cap. "Shit, she's hot!"

"Thank you," Cori smiled.

"Yeah, she's hot all right," Ty said, "but you know I 
always have hot women."

"Whatever," Shaun, a handsome, model-looking type, 
said. "Hanging on your wall, maybe, but never on your 
arm. You dated your right hand and Hustler all through 
college."

Everyone laughed and encouraged Cori and Ty to grab 
some food and drinks. They filled plates with wings, 
brats and chips and each grabbed a beer before sitting 
down in two of the camping chairs. 

"Don't they arrest you for dressing like that with your 
nipples hanging out?" Bobby, a bulky guy who looked 
like he might have played football once, but had since 
put on about 20 pounds of flab. "Don't get me wrong, 
I'm not complaining. Be fine with me if you walked 
around naked."

"Well, we've already had our run-in with the law 
today," Ty said, proceeding to tell them about their 
encounter with the cop, including the strip search but 
leaving out the fist-fucking and jacking off. 

"Shit, that's messed up," Gerald said. "I'm glad you 
made it all right."

"Well, Miss Cori," Sammy, a distinguished looking man 
with a sweater and khakis on, said, "you may dress any 
way you like around us. We don't know how you got mixed 
up with Ty, but for our sake and his, we're glad you 
did."

"Thank you, Sammy," Cori said. "You guys are all so 
nice. I know you weren't expecting me to come. I really 
appreciate you letting me crash your party. I just 
couldn't stand to be away from Ty for a whole day."

"Really?" one of the guys asked. "You're talking about 
Ty, right?"

"Yeah," Cori said, rubbing Ty's thigh now. "I'm a 
young, energetic woman. Ty's the only guy I've found 
who can keep up with me and keep me ... um ... 
satisfied. I can't go a whole day without his, you 
know. Besides, I love football."

"So you don't mind dressing like this for him?"

"Not at all," Cori said. "I like dressing like this — 
makes me feel sexy. And if he likes it, I'm happy."

"You look pretty happy right now," Gerald said. "Those 
nips are rock hard."

"They're always like that," Ty said proudly. "If she 
had fake tits, I'd say they filled them with Viagra 
instead of silicone."

"You mean those tits are real?

"Oh yeah," Ty said. "She all natural, except sometimes 
she uses a tanning bed instead of sunbathing. 
Everything else is the real deal, right Cori."

"That's right," Cori said, devouring a chicken wing, 
purposely teasing the meat with her lips and tongue 
before biting, chewing and swallowing it. "Never been 
operated on in my life."

"Damn, you sure make eating chicken look sexy,"said 
James, a wiry-looking man with a handsome mustache and 
bright smile. 

"I bet she can suck the chrome off a trailer hitch," 
one guys said.

"Or a golf ball through a garden hose," another added.

"Or your balls right through your dick," a third said, 
causing an eruption of laughter and high fives.

"I suck whatever Ty tells me too, as hard as he tells 
me," Cori said, in a steamy, matter-of-fact fashion 
that implicated her sincerity. "I was born with a 
gift," she shrugged, "it would be a waste not to use 
it, right."

"Damn straight, girl!" Gerald shouted. "If you were 
born with the power of suction, you better fucking use 
it to bring joy and happiness to the world!"

"That's why I tell her to dress like that, too," Ty 
said. "Cock-sucking isn't her only gift. Look at that 
body. It would be a shame to keep it to myself or hide 
it under a bunch of clothes. Show it off and make the 
world a more beautiful, happier place, I say."

"Hey, can I get a picture taken with her?" Shaun asked. 

"Sure," Ty said. "Anyone else want a picture?"

Naturally, everyone did, and Ty happily used their 
cameras, snapping photos of Cori with his friends. They 
put her in a variety of poses and positions, all sexy, 
but nothing she hadn't done before. There were the 
kisses on the cheeks, the heads against her chest or 
ass, the shots bending over or arching her back, and, 
of course, kneeling in front of the guys as is 
preparing to show them how she could suck the chrome 
off a trailer hitch. Cori was happy to serve as their 
fantasy model, giving them each a chance to think of 
her as their very own sex toy. Of course, today she was 
Ty's exclusive toy and he was choosing to play with her 
in front of 70,000 people. 

By the time they finished eating, drinking and taking 
pictures, it was almost game time. They packed 
everything up in the van and then headed inside the 
staidum. The man taking tickets looked Cori up and 
down, both suspiciously and appreciatively, his eyes 
popping even more when he noticed her bare nipples 
poking through her jersey. He smiled at Ty and said, 
"Thank you, sir. Enjoy the game."

Once they were inside, an usher rushed to show them to 
their seats. Being polite, he let Cori go first up the 
steps, then followed right behind until they reached 
their row. The usher got a great view of her "Tight 
End" right in his face, but the magical moment was far 
too short as they were only 10 rows up at about the 40-
yard-line. 

They all had tickets together in a block, four seats 
side-by-side in three consecutive rows. They had Ty and 
Cori sit in the middle two seats of the middle row, so 
that Shaun and Gerald sat beside them, four guys sat in 
front of them and four sat in back. 

The seats were all in the middle of the rows, meaning 
they had to squeeze past the already seated fans. There 
were about half a dozen people between them and their 
seats, including three guys who reminded Ty of the 
Larry, Darrell, Darrell brothers from the old "Newhart" 
show. They didn't have a full set of teeth between 
them, probably hadn't bathed in a couple days and 
reeked of alcohol. Ty just hoped they were happy 
drunks. Angry, violent drunk rednecks could be a 
problem — especially when eight 11 black guys showed up 
with one very sexy white girl who looked like she was 
dressed to please, which she was. 

The other three people were two men and a woman. The 
men were preppy looking white men in their 50s or 60s 
who looked like lawyers or businessmen. The woman was 
much younger — probably close to Cori's age, maybe a 
year or two younger — and was quite attractive in a 
tight white t-shirt (with a bra) and some cutoff denim 
shorts and white tennis shoes. She was cute with 
dimples, dark brown hair, small but perky tits and 
nicely tanned thighs. 

At first, Ty assumed she was the daughter — or even 
granddaughter — of one of the men she was sitting 
between. But then Ty noticed they both had their hands 
on her thighs and guessed this was no family setting. 
He figured she was either a paid escort — although she 
was dressed relatively conservatively — or else this 
was a kind of sugar-daddy sort of situation. Ty didn't 
know, but he assumed they would receive little hassle 
from this trio.

Sure enough, the rednecks were loud, crude and 
ignorant, making several insulting comments that they 
seemed to think were clever. They giggled like junior 
high boys when they first saw Cori standing next to 
them on the stairs, then tried to get some sort of 
response from her. Of course, Cori had seen and heard 
it all before. She was flustered by guys like the jerk 
in the bar last night or the cop today, not drunk jerks 
like these. She didn't even respond when the first man, 
looking up at her jutting tits before she walked in 
front of him, said, "Hello, Hot 'n Wet." Apparently, he 
thought it was funny to try to call her by the name on 
the jersey.

She turned and began sidestepping down the aisle in 
front of them, her ass naturally in their faces. "No, 
you mean hello 'Tight End,'" the second jerk joked. 
Frankly, Cori was stunned they could read the words, so 
their feeble attempts at humor were not surprising. The 
third guy actually opened his mouth and chomped his 
sparse teeth as if wishing to take a bite out of Cori's 
admittedly appetizing ass. 

Flanked by Gerald and Ty with Shaun trailing, Cori kept 
moving and soon had her ass in front of one of the 
sugar-daddies. He took in an eyeful of Cori's ass, 
licking his lips and, Ty noticed, squeezing his own sex 
toy's thigh a bit tighter. 

Ty nodded at the man, who nodded back as if to say, "I 
like yours too." The girl didn't care about Cori's 
body, of course, but paid attention to her outfit, 
stunned by its skimpiness. The other sugar-daddy spoke 
to Ty, saying, "Nice outfit."

"Thanks," Ty said. "I can't take much credit, though. 
She's the one who makes it look good."

"True," the man said, as Gerald, Cori, Ty and Shaun 
slid into their seats. "Still, I'd like to get this 
one," he patted the brunette's slender thigh, "in 
outfits like that."

"Why don't you?" Ty asked. 

"She's a little shy about things like that."

"But we're working on that, aren't we?" the other man 
said, leaning over the girl to join in the 
conversation. She just nodded silently in response.

"How long have you three been together?" Ty asked, not 
sure how else to phrase it. 

"Oh, just about a month. She started working in our law 
firm as an intern and needed some money for college — 
she's a sophomore right now. We are helping her with 
her finances and will help her with her law school 
applications when the time comes. She's paying us back 
in her own special ways."

"She's shy in public, but you should see her in a hotel 
room. She's a sex-crazed, 19-year-old animal." 

"I bet,"Ty said, acknowledging that the girl did indeed 
have a nice body, though she was no match for Cori, not 
even in the legs, which were clearly this girl's strong 
suit. "Don't worry, she'll get over the shyness."

"How long did it take her? My name's Gil, by the way. 
He's Al and this hot little thing is Ashley." They all 
shook hands and Ty introduced himself and Cori. 

"It took me a couple weeks to get used to dressing like 
this," Cori answered their question. "At first, it's a 
little awkward, but then you get used to it and it's no 
big deal."

"How long has she been with all you guys?" Gil asked. 

"Oh, she's just with me," Ty said. "These are just some 
of my friends. Cori and I been together for about two 
years."

"Well, I can see you're a very lucky man," Gil said. 
"Care to offer any suggestions on some clothing options 
for Ashley here? Seems like you're pretty creative in 
what you do with Cori."

"Sure," Ty said. "I'm no expert or anything, but I can 
tell you what I like. My co-workers and I have her wear 
a different outfit to work every day — Monday is for 
mini-dresses, Thursday is for thongs, and so forth. 
Then, we just try to pick out outfits that accentuate 
her body as much as possible. We focus on her strongest 
attributes — her tits, her ass, her legs and her tan — 
and dress her accordingly."

"We are crazy about Ashley's legs, ass and stomach," Al 
said. 

"We might pay for her to get a boob job — she'd look 
great with some 38DD's, don't you think?" Gil 
interjected.

"In the meantime," Al continued, "what would you 
recommend to accentuate her legs and ass?"

"High heels, for sure," Ty said. "Cori wears them 
almost every day, with almost every outfit. She's got 
over 100 pair, all styles and colors and all at least 
four inches high.

"Thongs are another great thing," Ty continued. "Cori 
either wears thongs or no panties at all. Then the 
other stuff is all according to what you like and are 
in the mood for. We like her legs bare, so we seldom 
put her in stockings and garters, but some guys love 
that. We go with short skirts, cutoff jeans, hot pants, 
that sort of stuff. We usually buy things a size or two 
too small. We know it's right if we can see the bottom 
part of her ass cheeks."

"Stand up, Ashley," Gil said, and Ashley stood up. "I 
know this is a pretty standard outfit, but what would 
you change on her?"

"Well, first off, she's got really nice tits, even if 
they are a little small, so you can show them off more, 
even if you don't get the implants," Ty said. "I'd lose 
the bra — let those nipples show through. Also, you say 
she has a nice belly. Go with halter tops or crop tops 
or tube tops — things like that — to show that off. 

"I see what you mean about her legs and ass — very 
nice," Ty said. "I like the cutoffs, but I'd buy them 
about two sizes smaller. They'll be tighter and shorter 
that way, and I think you'll like the difference. And 
like I said, heels for sure. I don't care about fashion 
or what goes with what, I just want to show off Cori's 
body as much as possible. Keep that in mind and you'll 
do fine."

Ashley looked a Ty with disdain, clearly displeased 
that he was making these suggestions which her sugar-
daddies would no doubt implement. Better get used to 
it, babe, Ty thought, either you'll give these guys 
what they want or they'll bail on you the next time a 
hot little thing walks into the office asking for help.

Ty was glad Cori never gave them that sort of attitude. 
She knew her role, embraced it and had long ago gained 
their respect and admiration as a result. They didn't 
look down on her because she dressed this way 
willingly, they had an even great appreciation for her 
as both a co-worker and a friend. At the same time, not 
every woman was cut out for this sort of thing, and 
though Ashley had the body, he wasn't sure she had the 
attitude. Maybe she was a hell-cat in the bedroom and a 
good-looker, but it took more than that to be a good 
sex toy for a long period of time like Cori.

The difference, Ty thought, was that Cori wasn't using 
the guys at the shop and they weren't using her. 
Everyone got along well, respected one another and 
everyone benefited. But these men didn't respect Ashley 
and she didn't respect them. It was nothing more than 
high-priced prostitution in Ty's opinion. 

"Thanks for the tips," Gil said. "Hopefully a year from 
now we'll see you here and they'll both be dressed like 
Cori."

The teams took the field for the kickoff and they all 
stood up to watch the start of the game. Cori felt a 
pinch on her ass and turned around to see Bones, one of 
Ty's friends who was very fat and had to weigh close to 
350 pounds, smiling at her. Ty had let the guys know 
they could feel free to cop a feel or two, so Cori just 
smiled back, letting him know she was fine with it. 

After the first couple of plays, everyone sat down and 
Ty put his hand on the inside of Cori's thigh, 
occasionally brushing his fingertips across her crotch. 
When Georgia scored midway through the first quarter, 
they all jumped up and Ty gave Cori a big hug, grabbing 
her ass firmly in his hands and picking her up. She 
wrapped her legs around him and he bounced her up and 
down in a fucking motion as they all yelled and 
cheered. Her tits bounced free of the jersey. With Ty 
holding her ass, he told her to lean back and offer her 
naked tits to each of the guys in the row behind them. 

They took full advantage, nearly ripping her top 
completely off before Ty pulled her back and they sat 
back down. Cori pulled her jersey back into place while 
Ty once again stuffed his hand between her smooth, warm 
thighs. 

A few minutes later, Georgia intercepted a pass and 
scored again. This time, the guys noticed a lot of the 
students were celebrating by holding one of their 
classmates up, then throwing them up in the air and 
then catching them. They were thrown up in the air once 
for every point scored — currently 14. They decided to 
do this with Cori.

When they first picked her up, the crowd in their area 
buzzed, getting a good look at the nearly perfect, 
nearly naked girl. When the 11 black men started 
tossing her in the air, the view got even better. 
Cori's jersey was flopping up, her bare breasts 
jiggling with amazing firmness. Her long legs were 
spread wide enough to offer a nice view of her crotch. 
The guys had a firm grasp on her ankles and wrists and 
any free hands groped her ass or tits. 

The crowd around them counted out the reps and the guys 
in their row begged for them to pass her down. "Next 
time," Ty promised. 

The game settled into a series of punts until late in 
the second quarter when Georgia scored again, giving 
the Bulldogs a 21-7 lead. They guys immediately hoisted 
Cori in the air, and, as promised passed her down the 
row to Gil, Al and Larry, Darryl and Darryl. They 
flipped Cori onto her stomach, then threw her in the 
air, concentrating much more on groping her tits and 
pussy than on counting. Only when others in the crowd 
chanted to see her tits did they flip her back over, 
again causing her jersey to fly up and tits to bounce 
free for all to see. 

When they set her back down, the rednecks began groping 
her even more aggressively and had her shorts down to 
her knees before Ty and Shaun could pull her away. By 
then, many in the crowd had seen her pretty red thong 
and the bulldog tattoo. When Ty started pulling up her 
shorts, they chanted, "thong, thong, thong, thong..." 
until he relented, pulled her shorts off and sat her 
back down next to him wearing only her heels, thong and 
cut-off mesh jersey with her nipples poking out.

Gil and Al were clearly feeling horny now and wanted to 
get their sex toy into the act — not trying to upstage 
Cori, but to join in. They bought a large bottle of 
ice-cold water and told Ashley to take off her bra. 
Reluctantly, she reached under her shirt and removed 
her plain white bra. Then, she drew in a sharp breath 
as Gil dumped the ice cold water on her chest. 

Instantly, the white t-shirt was soaked and her rubbery 
nipples perked up. Her tits weren't near as large as 
Cori's and neither were her nipples, but they were 
still nicely sized and shaped and a welcome sight to 
any heterosexual man.

Ashley started to put her hands over her chest, but Gil 
and Al grabbed both wrists and held them at her sides, 
watching in delight as her shirt became more 
transparent and her nipples grew harder. 

Cori felt for the girl, who clearly was uncomfortable 
with this. At the same time, she had agreed to be a sex 
toy, so it was hard to feel too sorry for her. Cori 
just knew that Ty and the other guys would never 
knowingly embarrass her. Of course, she wasn't easily 
embarrassed, as evidenced by her comfort level in her 
current attire, but if she was, she was sure the guys 
would respect that. Al and Gil didn't respect Ashley, 
and that was a shame.

They hoisted her on their shoulders and showed her wet 
t-shirt to the crowd, then set her down and passed her 
to Shaun and the boys, who weren't about to pass up the 
opportunity to fondle another set of firm knockers. 
Then they handed her off to the rednecks, who squeezed 
and groped her tits and ass without shame or mercy. Gil 
and Al just laughed and talked about how they were 
going to have fun double-teaming their sex toy tonight.

At halftime, a pair of security guards came to warn 
them to keep the girls' tops on, but it was clear they 
were being told to say that and really didn't want to 
enforce it. Ty and Gil promised to keep things under 
control, then led their toys down the stairs to get 
refreshments and go to the bathroom. Ashley followed 
Cori to the ladies' room, shocked that Cori could walk 
around nearly naked with all the hoots and hollers and 
stares and act completely natural. Herself, Ashley 
hated having her tits exposed by the wet t-shirt and 
had an urge to leave. But she knew she couldn't, so 
instead she stuck close to Cori, glad to have the 
company and relative protection. 

In the restroom, they both received hateful glares and 
jealous comments, but Ashley followed Cori's lead of 
ignoring as much of it as possible. Cori talked quietly 
to Ashley, asking her where she was from and how she 
had met Gil and Al and how she liked being with the two 
men. Ashley said it was OK, but told her how rough and 
rude they were to her sometimes and how they wanted her 
to dress more like a slut. Cori told her not to do 
anything she wasn't comfortable with, but also to relax 
a bit more and understand that the guys expected a lot 
in return for their money and that the actual sex was 
only a part of it.

"It's about letting them live out a fantasy," Cori 
said. "You are their fantasy. It's an honor. It's 
flattering. So try to embrace it and enjoy it if you 
can. They'll probably treat you better if you do. But 
if you can't or if they still don't respect you, you 
should get out and find another way to get to law 
school."

The girls rejoined Ty, Al and Gil near the concession 
stand, where they had purchased beer and hot dogs for 
everyone. Gil also held another bottle of water, which 
Ashley was certain wouldn't be used for drinking.

To start the second half, Ty had Cori sit on his lap, 
her bare ass digging into his crotch with the promise 
of good things to come after the game. The game started 
getting close in the second half and Ty really did want 
to calm things down a bit. He didn't particularly like 
or trust the rednecks or Gil and Al. So, he held on to 
Cori, let his buddies feel her up occasionally and they 
laughed and cheered and had fun watching a great 
college football game. 

Al and Gil and the rednecks, on the other hand, got 
increasingly wilder and braver with the leggy Ashley. 
They kept her shirt soaked throughout the second half, 
letting the chill of the night air keep her nipples 
rock hard and easily visible. They had her open her 
mouth while they poured beer down her throat and 
stuffed hot dogs and fingers into her mouth. Midway 
through the fourth quarter, one of the rednecks grabbed 
her shirt and ripped it off, then started going for her 
shorts. The security guards came and escorted Gil, Al, 
Ashley and the rednecks out of the stadium.

They promptly went to a motel, where the five men 
proceeded to fuck Ashley's mouth, pussy and ass 
throughout the night. By morning, her pretty brunette 
hair was matted with cum and her pussy and ass had been 
fucked raw.

Cori, on the other hand, continued to have a great time 
at the game with her 11 escorts. During the fourth 
quarter, Ty let each of the other guys enjoy having 
Cori sit on their laps. They each got to play with her 
tits, squeeze her waist and feel her firm ass and soft 
thighs in their laps. They all cheered raucously as 
Georgia pulled out a close win, then headed for the 
exits.

As they left the stadium, Cori hugged and kissed each 
of Ty's friends, thanking them for accepting her 
company and being such gentlemen. They all said goodbye 
and Ty and Cori headed back to the SUV. Cori was still 
wearing only the thong, heels and mesh jersey while Ty 
carried her shorts.

It was dark now, of course, and they were both tired 
and hungry from the long day. Ty was also extremely 
horny and ready to explore every inch of Cori's nubile 
body, inside and out. 

They drove to Atlanta, about an hour away, and went to 
one of the posh downtown hotels. Ty let the valet park 
his SUV while he guided Cori — with her shorts now back 
on in a small display of modesty — into the gorgeous, 
marble-floored hotel lobby, a porter trailing behind 
with their bags in hand and Cori's ass in sight. 

The man at the desk didn't know quite what to make of 
Ty and Cori coming into his upscale hotel, but he was 
happy to give them a room, particularly when Ty was 
willing to pay for one of the high-rate suites 
upstairs. The porter, a chatty, friendly man in his 
early 20s, led them to the elevator and punched the 
button for the 42nd floor. His name tag read Chuck. He 
had light brown hair, thin glasses and a lean body 
built by his morning runs. He was talking to them about 
the game and trying his best not to stare at Cori too 
much. 

As soon as the doors closed, Ty interrupted him and 
said, "Hey bud, thanks for your help. I'm not trying to 
get off cheap here, but I want to offer you a non-
monetary tip — Cori?" Upon his cue, Cori dropped her 
shorts, once again stripping to her thong. 

"I think we can work something out," the wide-eyed 
porter said. 

"Well, how about you get to feel her tits and ass right 
now, then when we get into the room she takes off her 
thong and jersey for you. Would that be a sufficient 
tip? If not, I'll be happy to give you the appropriate 
cash instead."

"Yes sir!" Chuck said. "That would be fine by me."

Cori stepped toward him, putting her hands behind her 
back, inviting him to reach for her tits. He did so, 
hesitantly at first, then squeezed them firmly and 
tweaked her hard nipples. He was in the process of 
squeezing her ass when the elevator finally stopped. 
They got off, Chuck carrying their bags as well as 
Cori's shorts as he led them down the hall to their 
suite.

It was a gorgeous suite that had a large couch, a large 
easy chair , a desk and office chair, a coffee table, a 
fireplace, a bar and kitchen area, a king-size bed, a 
hot tub and a balcony with two chairs and a great view 
of the city. Chuck carried their bags into the bedroom, 
then came back into the living room where Cori was 
waiting for him. 

"Have a seat," she said in her most seductive voice, 
motioning toward the overstuffed easy chair. He sat 
down in the chair and she followed right behind him, 
straddling him by putting her knees on the arms. 
Looking him in the eye, she peeled off her jersey. Now 
she was wearing only her heels and thong. Chuck cupped 
her breasts and rubbed his palms across her rubbery 
nipples. 

Cori arched her back and spread her thighs, opening her 
body to him. He played with her tits while frequently 
eyeing the inviting mound between her thighs. His cock 
was hard and throbbing inside the dark uniform pants.

"You can move the thong out of your way," Ty told him. 
"Or she'll take it off if you want."

Chuck reached between Cori's inviting thighs and pulled 
the thong to the side, getting his first good look at 
her moist pussy lips and the narrow patch of light 
pubic hair that had been shaved into a landing strip. 
"You can touch it, too," Ty assured him. "Rub her clit 
or put your fingers inside her if you want."

Chuck slid two fingers along her moist slit and Cori, 
her head still back and back arched, moaned lightly, 
partly because it felt good and partly to let him know 
it was OK to continue. Of course, the wetness and heat 
of her pussy were also telling signals, and Chuck 
proceeded without hesitation. 

He rubbed her hot mound, feeling her clit respond as he 
slid it between her fingers. A few drops of pussy juice 
began to trickle along her thighs as she ground her 
twat against his hand. Chuck slipped two fingers into 
her, noticing how her tight pussy instantly contracted 
around the welcome invaders. 

"Damn, she's so hot!" Chuck said. 

"Want to see her cum?" Ty asked. 

"Fuck yeah," Chuck said. 

"Then get up and let me sit there," Ty said. Legs 
trembling, Cori stood up to let Chuck get out of the 
chair. Ty, having shed his clothes too now, took his 
place, his hard cock jutting obscenely straight up in 
the air, it's 10 inches looking powerful, thick and 
dangerously massive. "Turn around, Cori," Ty said. She 
did, facing away from him. He pulled her into his lap 
and quickly spread her legs with his own. With his 
hands around her narrow waist, he picked her up and 
dropped her sizzling cunt directly onto his rock-hard 
cock. 

She wriggled her hips a little to get him all inside 
her, but clearly her elastic, juicy pussy had no 
trouble accepting his mighty member. Ty was right, this 
was one of Cori's favorite positions and, with his fat 
cock reaming her twat, she was sure to reach a quick 
and massive orgasm.

Chuck watched wide-eyed as Ty plowed his 10-incher into 
her, splitting her open with his impressive prick. He 
had his hands around her waist and was lifting her up 
and down on his cock, going balls-deep with every 
thrust. Cori's eyes were closed, her lips were parted, 
her nostrils were flaring, her nipples were harder than 
erasers, her pussy was leaking its cream and she was 
moaning and panting. Her body was limp, being totally 
dominated and controlled by Ty's strong hands and even 
more powerful cock. She surrendered to him, focusing on 
enjoying the ride aboard what was still the biggest 
cock she had ever encountered.

Ty thrust powerfully into her, making her entire body 
jerk and shak with the impact of each thrust as he 
reamed her pussy. Ty put a hand around her neck and 
pulled her back against his chest. He then spread her 
legs as far as they would go, propping them up on the 
arms of the chair so that she was basically doing the 
splits. This seemed to put Cori over the edge. Her 
breath became shorter, her moans louder and her body 
trembled. Her orgasm was long and powerful, her body 
shaking both from the force of Ty's fucking and the 
equally dominant force of her own orgasm. Her pussy 
contracted and creamed his cock with its thick warm 
juice. 

She finally went limp, the orgasm passing like a wave, 
but moments later, another wave hit and she was cumming 
again, even more powerfully than the first time. Chuck 
had never seen anything like this and his cock was 
screaming for attention inside his pants. As if reading 
his mind, Ty said, "You can jack off if you want."

Ty made Cori stand up, which she did with wobbly, colt-
like legs and walk around to the side of the chair. 
"Bend over the arm and suck my cock," he instructed. 
"Chuck's going to whack off while he plays with your 
pussy and watches you deep throat me."

"She can deep throat you?" Chuck asked.

"Show him, Cori."

She did, of course, and then, loving the way it felt, 
Ty put both hands on the back of Cori's hand and drove 
her mouth down on his shaft as he pounded her throat 
with several hard, fast thrusts. Chuck couldn't believe 
Cori wasn't gagging, but she wasn't. Chuck now had his 
cock out and was stroking it steadily.

"Her pussy's still hot," Ty grunted. "Stick your 
fingers in there and see if you can coax another orgasm 
out of her."

Chuck stood beside Cori, one hand between her legs and 
one hand on his cock. His eyes alternated between the 
great view he had of her ass as she bent over at the 
waist and the great view he had of her head being 
driven up and down on Ty's thick, long cock. 

Just as Ty had said it would be, Cori's pussy was still 
on fire. After seeing it split by Ty's monstrous cock, 
Chuck was not at all shy about stuffing her cunt with 
four fingers while massaging her throbbing clit with 
his thumb. She didn't stop her work on Ty's cock — she 
couldn't even if she wanted to, not with Ty's vice grip 
on her head — but spread her legs a bit wider, a not-
so-subtle invitation for Chuck to proceed with his 
handiwork.

His cock was touching her ass cheek as he jerked off. 
On impulse, he slapped it against her ass once and Ty 
encouraged him to do it more. "Yeah, spank her with 
your cock. Cum all over her ass if you want, bud. Or 
you can cum in her face or on her tits. She'll even 
swallow it for you if you want."

"I'd like that," Chuck said. "I'm almost ready to cum." 

"Cori, get on your knees and open your mouth for our 
friend," Ty said, letting her up finally. She took a 
deep breath, then dropped to her knees and put her head 
back, opening her mouth wide, inviting him to shoot his 
cum into her. After a few quick strokes, that just what 
Chuck did. He had just fucked a chick he had met at a 
bar last night, so his load wasn't unusually large, but 
he was still a virile young man and his load was a good 
mouthful. Cori, as she had been trained to do, waited 
until he finished before closing her mouth and 
swallowing. 

The look on Chuck's face was all the thanks she needed 
as she turned her attention back to Ty. He had her bend 
over the arm of the chair again, this time standing 
behind her and drilling her pussy with deep, powerful, 
rutting thrusts that actually lifted her off her feet. 

Ty was by far the strongest of the guys at the shop, 
and his power was evident in the way he fucked. He was 
always good to Cori, but he also always fucked her 
harder and deeper than anyone else. Most of the time — 
including this one — she really liked his style of 
fucking. His power and animalistic style turned her on, 
and she liked the way he took control and used her body 
any way he desired. Sometimes, she felt like a rag doll 
in his grasp.

Now, she became a very wet, sticky rag doll as Ty 
pulled out of her pussy and launched a stream of jism 
across her back. The powerful first blasts landed at 
the base of her neck and by the time he was done, there 
was a long line of cum down her spine and pool of it on 
her ass cheeks, soaking into the waist band of her 
thong. When he was done, he slid back into the chair, 
putting her head back in his lap. She licked and sucked 
him clean, of course, swallowing the few remaining 
drops of cum she was able to milk out of him.

"Well, was that a sufficient tip, or do I owe you?" Ty 
asked, his cock still planted firmly in Cori's mouth, 
pressing against her cheek.

"Hell, no, you don't owe me anything," Chuck said. "I 
owe you. Is there anything you need?"

"Well, I'm pretty hungry, how about you, babe?" Ty 
asked. Cori mumbled an "hmm-mmm" with Ty's cock in her 
mouth. "Could you maybe arrange for some room service 
for us?"

"Sure, no problem," Chuck said. "Don't worry about 
ordering or anything. I'll take care of it." 

"Thanks," Ty said. Chuck left with Cori still cleaning 
Ty's cock.

"Go take a shower, babe," Ty said. "Don't bother 
putting anything on except your heels when you're 
done."

Just as Cori was drying off from her shower, there was 
a knock at the door and a male voice announced, "Room 
service."

"Hey Cori, put your heels on and answer the door," Ty 
said, his eyes gleaming.

With her hair still dripping and beads of water still 
showing on her tanned skin, Cori slipped on her shoes 
and headed toward the door. Typically, her nipples were 
erect, hardened moreso by the chill of the air on her 
wet body. She opened the door, standing in the doorway 
in all her glory. Two guys — both in the early 20s like 
Chuck — were waiting with two carts. Their jaws dropped 
at the site of Cori standing naked and wet in front of 
them.

"Come on in guys," Cori said, stepping aside so they 
could wheel the carts in. 

"Wow," Ty said. "He really sent us a lot of food. Bring 
it on in over here by the couch." The guys wheeled the 
carts in, glancing back at Cori who followed them into 
the living area where Ty waited, wearing a pair of 
boxers and a white robe with the hotel's logo 
embroidered on the chest.

"Go ahead and stare at her, fellas," Ty said. "It's all 
right. Cori, come here and let's see what all we have 
to eat here." They examined the various plates and 
trays, finding shrimp cocktail, two deluxe salads, 
grilled chicken, fruits and veggies, a plate of fries, 
nachos and a whole assortment of desserts. Bottles of 
wine, water and juice were also on ice. "How much is 
all this?" Ty asked.

"On the house, sir," one of the guys answered as he 
carefully studied Cori's ass. "Courtesy of Chuck. He 
said to give you guys the works and take care of 
anything you needed."

"That's great," Ty said. "Thanks, fellas. I've got a 
little tip for you both. I'm going to give it to Cori 
and then you can take it from her. All right, bend 
over, Cori." Cori did and Ty inserted a small, folded 
up plastic baggie into her pussy. He pushed it in as 
far as he could, then Cori went to the first guy and 
bent over. "Reach in and grab it," Ty said. "It's in 
pretty deep, so really dig up in there."

The guy eased two fingers into her slowly — not because 
he was hesitant, but because he wanted to relish every 
second of this. Cori wasn't wet, but quickly became 
that way as her pussy warmed to its newest visitors. 

"You might be able to reach deeper with four fingers," 
Ty suggested. "And if you use your thumb to rub that 
little clitty, she might wiggle around a little and 
shake that money right out."

The guy did everything Ty suggested, plugging her twat 
with four fingers and rubbing her clit with his thumb. 
This did inspire a positive response from Cori, who 
thrust her hips back against his hand, helping him 
drive his fingers deeper into her. When he was 
knuckles-deep, he felt the bag and pinched it between 
his fingertips. Slowly, he pulled it out, constantly 
rubbing her clit as he did so.

When he pulled the bag out, he found a $10 bill inside. 
Cori went back to Ty, who inserted the second bag into 
her pussy, again pushing it in as deep as he could — 
after all, it wasn't the money but the thrill of 
retrieving it that was the real tip. The second guy got 
quite a thrill, indeed, copying the actions of his co-
worker — tour fingers in, thumb on the clit. Cori was 
really wet and hot now, though not yet close to an 
orgasm when the second guy retrieved his tip.

Ty thanked the guys again, and they both left, smelling 
their fingers with bulges in their pants, $10 in their 
pockets and a helluva story to tell.

"Whew, I'm so horny tonight!" Cori said. "I almost came 
again!"

"Well, let's take it on home then," Ty said. He laid 
her down on the couch, spread her legs and buried his 
face in her steaming pussy. All of the guys ate her out 
from time to time, but Ty did it the most frequently. 
Cori figured it had to do with the fact that he was the 
one generally most concerned with her pleasure and 
satisfaction. 

He was very good at eating pussy and Cori loved the way 
his tongue danced on her clit. He added his four 
pumping fingers to her pussy, and soon she was rocking 
through her third and fourth orgasms of the night. 
Afterward, they both rested and gorged themselves on 
the feast Chuck had sent to them.

Next, they headed to the hot tub, both sitting in it 
completely nude. They sat back and relaxed, sipping 
wine and discussing the events of the day, from the 
crazy cop to the rowdy fans to the appreciative hotel 
staff. 

"Well, I'm way ahead of you in orgasms tonight," Cori 
said. "So whenever you're ready, I'm all yours. We can 
even the score... any way you want. I saw have some 
lotion in my bag."

Ty realized Cori was telling him it was OK for him to 
fuck her ass. Even though she had never turned him down 
on this, he knew she was a bit sensitive to his large 
cock in her ass. Because he cared for her so much, he 
was often hesitant to request anal sex because he knew 
she wouldn't say no, even if she wasn't feeling up to 
it. Now, Cori was subtly giving him the go ahead. 

They got out of the hot tub and quickly dried off. Cori 
went off to get the lotion while Ty checked out the 
view from the balcony. It was dark, of course, and with 
the light behind him, he knew people down on the 
straight or in any of the adjacent buildings would be 
able to see his shadow. He wondered if they could tell 
he had a hard-on. The thought made him harder.

When Cori came back with the lotion, Ty said, "Let's do 
it here on the balcony."

"All right," Cori said. "Where do you want me?"

"I'd like to bend you over the railing and let your 
tits hang over, but I'd be afraid you'd fall. So..."

"Well, you could just tie me to the railing or 
something if that's you want," Cori interjected. "Then 
I won't fall."

"Really? You'd be OK with that?" 

"Sure. You know I don't mind being tied up. I've got 
some fishnet stockings in my bag you could use."

Ty retrieved the stockings — and the cops' handcuffs — 
and went about preparing his toy for her anal probe. 
The balcony was surrounded by a stone railing that came 
up to Cori's navel, when she was in her heels. It had 
hand-carved stone pillars which were anchored into the 
floor and supported the railing, which was plenty wide 
enough to sit on.

Cori rested her elbows on the smooth stone surface and 
spread her legs in a wide, straight-legged stance. Ty 
then tied each ankle to one of the pillars, thus 
assuring he could not push her over the edge. 

"That should hold you," he said. "Now, I know this has 
nothing to do with you falling over, but how about you 
put your hands behind your back and I put these 
handcuffs on you."

It wasn't phrased as a question and Cori didn't take it 
as one. She simply put her hands behind her back as 
instructed, letting Ty cuff her wrists together. 

"Wow, what a view," Ty said, stepping back to look at 
her. "And the skyline's not bad either." Cori giggled 
at Ty's joke and he took a few more moments to admire 
the sight of this babe. She was standing there naked 
except for her heels, her ankles tied to the posts, her 
hands tied behind her back and her tits dangling in 
mid-air, 43 stories off the ground. 

Ty rubbed some of the lotion on his rigid cock, lubing 
it up, then poured some on her ass. With his fingers, 
he began working the lube inside her asshole and 
stretching her rectum in preparation for his cock.

"Ready?" Ty asked, spreading her cheeks with his strong 
hands and pointing his cock at her asshole.

"Yeah," Cori said. 

"Are you sure this is all right?" Ty asked, ever the 
gentleman. "You know I can't promise to be gentle once 
I get going."

"It's all right," Cori assured him. "I'm ready. Don't 
hold back on my account. I'm your dirty slut and I 
deserve this. Ram that big cock up my ass and make me 
your bitch. Bang the shit out of me!"

Ty was gentle at first, slowly inserting the head of 
his cock into the tight, tender ring of her asshole. 
With cock and hole both well lubed, it took only a bit 
of insistent pushing to pop the head inside the ring. 
Then, the steady penetrating force of his powerful cock 
slowly split her open as he advanced inch by inch. 

Cori breathed in short, quick breaths, sort of like a 
woman having a baby, as she focused on relaxing her 
body — and her ass in particular — and letting his cock 
take control. Ty's massive organ was so thick and long, 
it was like someone sticking their hand inside a 
puppet. Cori was the puppet and Ty's cock was the hand 
that gave her life and controlled her every move. In 
this position, Cori's body was truly no longer her own 
— it belonged to Ty and his cock.

Normally, Ty would ask if she was OK as he went, but 
Cori had made it perfectly clear that this was what she 
wanted, so, even though he was starting slow, he had 
already switched into self-satisfaction mode. He knew 
Cori didn't get off on being ass-fucked most of the 
time, so this was all about him and his pleasure. So 
long as she didn't mind, that was just fine with him.

Ty would never do anything to intentionally hurt Cori. 
He loved and respected her. But he also loved fucking 
her and never felt guilty about using her body for his 
own pleasure. As he saw it, Cori was like a great 
athlete or musician who had been given a gift to share 
with the world. Cori had been given the gift of a body 
designed for pleasure — both visual and physical — and 
it was her duty to use that gift to dispense as much 
pleasure as she could. Because Ty believed this — knew 
it, in fact — he considered himself fortunate, true, 
but also just in putting Cori's body to use in whatever 
way he wanted.

That was his thought as, with his cock halfway into her 
ass, he thought, "to hell with this slow stuff. I'm 
going to do what she wants and bang the shit out of 
her." With that, he slammed the remaining half into her 
tight rectum, imbedding all 10 inches of his cock 
inside her and mashing his balls against her pussy 
lips. Cori, a bit surprised by the sudden thrust, 
grunted as if she'd had the wind knocked out of her, 
but issued no complaints or indications of pain. The 
lubrication was sufficient, so there really was no 
significant pain — just the discomfort of having what 
felt like a telephone pole jammed up her ass.

Ty enjoyed the feel of her warm, tight ass wrapped so 
tightly around his cock, then began fucking her in 
long, pounding thrusts. He grabbed her bound wrists 
with one hand and her hip with the other, using these 
handles to give him more leverage, putting even more 
power behind his strokes. Her bound ankles and the 
restraining wall kept Cori more or less motionless, 
meaning that her ass cheeks and pussy lips were forced 
to bear the full brunt of his body as he slammed into 
her time and time again.

Even with the lubrication, the friction caused by her 
tightness and his furious pace was setting her ass and 
his cock on fire. Her erect nipples were being rubbed 
mercilessly by the stone railing as her body rocked 
back and forth. She started to rise up a bit to give 
them some relief, but Ty put his hand between her 
shoulder blades and grunted, "Stay down." Obviously, he 
was enjoying his current angle of entry and didn't want 
to change it. She stayed down, enduring the somewhat 
enjoyable, somewhat painful abuse of her tits. The 
fucking was similar — a somewhat uncomfortable, 
somewhat enjoyable abuse of her ass.

For Ty, on the other hand, there was only joy and 
ecstasy as he reamed out the tight, tender ass of his 
gorgeous fuck toy. He was maintaining a frantic pace 
and lunging absolutely as hard as he could, trying to 
drive his cock deeper and deeper into her, as if boring 
a hole through the center of the earth. I wish my cock 
was three feet long, his lust-filled brain thought. 

Out loud he said, "Yeah, I'm going to bang the shit out 
of you all right. Make you my little bitch. My fucking 
bitch in heat. Hot little cum slut. Take that big cock, 
you bitch. Take it all the way into your fucking 
stomach. I'm going to ream you out so good, you're 
going to thank me for it and beg me to do it again. 
That's it, take it all, bitch, take it all."

Cori didn't respond, just grunted and moaned in the 
soft, feminine way she knew he liked. "Yeah, you like 
that, don't you bitch? You like being stuffed up the 
ass by that big cock, don't you, you little cock whore? 
I'm gonna stretch that tight little ass out and make 
you my bitch, you naughty slut. I'm going to white-wash 
your guts with my cum."

But Ty was not close to cumming yet. He had amazing 
staying power — always had — and demonstrated it now. 
He fucked her so long, so hard and with such intensity 
that twice he had to stop and add more lubrication. 
Both times, he plugged her ass with his fingers, 
keeping it open and ready for his cock's imminent 
return. He continued to fuck his bound bitch for half 
an hour. 

As always, Cori was amazed by his strength and energy. 
He simply never slowed down and some would describe his 
frantic, driving thrusts as downright brutal. Cori 
didn't mind, though. She admired his power and it 
turned her on. It felt especially good when he was 
hammering away at her pussy like that, but it was 
impressive — though uncomfortable — in her mouth and 
ass as well. 

Ty maintained his torrid pace right up until he 
climaxed. "Here it comes, bitch," he growled as he 
released his load, which was diminished by his previous 
two efforts, but was still enough to make her guts all 
wet and sticky. Even after he was done cumming, he 
continued thrusting into her, his cock still almost 
fully erect. He finally pulled it out and slapped it 
against her ass cheeks a few times. Quickly, his 
demeanor returned to warm, sweet Ty.

"That was awesome, Cori," he said. "Damn, I love 
fucking your ass. Didn't hurt too much, did it?"

"I'm fine," Cori assured him, looking over her shoulder 
and noticing that his cock was still hard. "Told you I 
was ready."

"You sure were," Ty smiled. "Now stay right where you 
are. I'll be right back." He left her there, still bent 
over and tied and handcuffed with thick wads of cum 
starting to dribble slowly out of her ass and down 
between her pussy lips. He went inside and washed his 
cock, then came back sipping on a beer. Cori turned as 
he offered her the beer, putting it to her lips and 
pouring a little into her mouth for her. She felt 
something brush against her stomach and looked down, 
noticing that his cock was still rock hard. She quickly 
understood that she would probably be tied up for a 
while longer, and found the prospect exciting. 

"As you can see," Ty said, nodding toward his cock, "I 
really like you tied up like this. So, I'm going to 
leave you tied up a while longer and drill that hot 
little cunt of yours. Just thought I'd let you know."

Cori liked that he wasn't asking her permission. He was 
just telling her what he was going to do, plain and 
simple. Sensing the return to his lusty personality, 
Cori returned to her own slutty and submissive role. 
"Couldn't stop if you I wanted to," Cori said. "Go 
ahead and do it good and hard. Make me your slut again. 
Keep using me. Fill all my holes with that fat cock. 
Rip me apart and use me. Treat me like the cum-slut 
bitch whore I am."

"Consider it done, bitch," Ty said, stepping behind her 
and pointing his cock at her crotch. He put the head of 
his cock inside her pussy, found it to be sufficiently 
moist, and rammed all 10 inches home once again. While 
the same organ stuffed into her ass or throat could be 
more than a little uncomfortable, Cori loved the 
feeling of Ty's cock filling and stretching her pussy. 
His powerful, battering thrusts were welcome any time 
in Cori's cunt, and she ground her twat against him as 
much as her restraints would allow. 

Ty hammered away with reckless abandon. Knowing she 
enjoyed this and that he could not hurt her, he was 
free to slam away at her cunt as hard, deep and fast as 
he could. He was grunting and breathing hard. Sweat 
dripped from his face and down his chest. He was 
nowhere near cumming, and, with no need to stop for 
extra lubrication, never slowed for even an instant. He 
maintained his furious drilling of her pussy even as 
she climaxed two more times. None of the guys made Cori 
cum harder or more often than Ty, and he had proven 
that now six times today. 

Weak from what was now more than an hour of virtually 
non-stop fucking, not to mention the two body-racking 
orgasms, Cori was limp and barely able to keep her legs 
straight. But Ty, ever strong and powerful, held her 
up, pinning her against the rail with his hips and 
arms. Alternately, he used her hips, her waist, her 
tits, her bound hands or even her hair as handles to 
provide leverage as he sought to somehow go deeper and 
harder with each mighty thrust. 

After nearly half an hour of this torrid pace, Ty 
suddenly stopped and pulled his still rigid cock out of 
her. He hadn't cum yet, and Cori wondered what was 
going on. Ty staggered into the room, returning with 
another beer and two dildos. After giving Cori a much-
needed drink, he lubed up one 8-inch dildo and inserted 
a little over six inches of it into her ass. 

Then, he took a 10-inch dildo and fed it to her pussy. 
Leaving both stuffed inside her, he sat underneath her, 
reached up and poured the remaining beer down her ass. 
It flowed over her round ass cheeks, down through the 
crevice of her pussy and then into his waiting, open 
mouth. The cold beer tingled against Cori's sensitive 
skin, tickling her pussy and throbbing clit. 

Ty drank it all, then rose up to lick the remnants off 
her pink, puffy twat. He sucked and licked and drank 
the sweet combination of beer and pussy juice, jabbing 
his tongue around the dildo inside her and sucking on 
her clit. Cori couldn't believe it, but she was on the 
verge of another orgasm. Ty pulled the dildo out of her 
pussy and replaced it with four fingers. He nibbled and 
sucked mercilessly on her clit, which actually hurt and 
ached with pleasure and hyper-sensitivity. It was so 
sensitivity, Cori wanted to pull away, but restrained 
as she was, her clit was his captive.

He finger-banged her and tortured her clit until he 
heard her gasping and whimpering again, then he got up, 
removing his hand from her twat. He jammed his cock 
back inside her and felt her cunt spasm with an 
incredible seventh orgasm. 

"Like that, don't you, bitch?" he grunted. "Can't get 
enough of that big cock, can you? Oh, and you like that 
one up your ass, too, don't you?" He began jerking the 
dildo back and forth a few inches, trying to match the 
rhythm of his own cock-thrusts. "Fucking cock-slut with 
your holes all filled. Damn, you tasted good, too. I 
might just eat and fuck you all night. How's that 
sound, you hot little sex toy bitch slut?"

"Yeah... all night... whore," Cori stammered, barely 
able to speak as he ravaged her weakened body. "Slutty 
whore... fuck me... ream me... split... open."

"I'll split you open, all right, bitch," Ty growled. 
"I'll split you open and fuck you from your cunt to 
your throat and back again. I'm going to fill you up 
twice — once with my cock, then with my cum. Hope you 
don't mind having lots of little sperm swimming around 
inside you. Because they're cumming up fast."

He smacked her ass three times, then yanked the dildo 
out of her. Cori came an eighth time. As her cunt 
spasmed, Ty's cock finally exploded, spewing his load 
deep into her pussy, coating the velvety walls with 
thick, milky white cum.

Finally, after more than an hour of being tied up and 
relentlessly fucked, Cori was untied. Instinctively, 
she dropped to her knees and cleaned Ty's cock with her 
lips and tongue, then collapsed in exhaustion on the 
floor of the balcony. Ty bent down, picked her up and 
carried his spent playmate back into the room. He laid 
her down on the bed, then called the front desk and 
asked for Chuck. A few moments later, the friendly 
bellhop knocked on the door.

"Hi Chuck," Ty said. "Thank you very much for the 
feast."

"My pleasure, sir," Chuck said. "I hope you liked it Is 
there something I can do for you?"

"Yes, I have a couple of favors to ask. First, I 
imagine the pool is closed — what is it midnight?"

"It's about 12:30, sir," Chuck said. "The pool closed 
at 10."

"Well, I was hoping maybe you could let us take a 
little dip anyway."

"I can probably manage that sir," Chuck said. "What 
else?"

"Follow me," Ty said, leading Chuck into the bedroom 
where Cori was sprawled out on her back, naked except 
for her heels. Only half-awake, her body was limp and 
she was clearly exhausted. Cum was still leaking out of 
both her pussy and her ass. "I think she might have a 
little trouble walking," Ty said. "Is there anyway you 
can get a wheelchair up here or something?"

"Sorry, we don't have any wheelchairs," Chuck said. "We 
could use one of the luggage carts or food carts, 
maybe."

"That's all right," Ty said. "I'll just carry her. You 
don't mind giving me a hand do you? I have to put some 
clothes on her and then we can take her down to the 
pool."

"Sure," Chuck said. "What can I do to help?"

"She has a swimsuit in her bag over there. Go ahead and 
bring that over here."

At first, Chuck couldn't find the swimsuit in her bag, 
but soon realized that what he mistook for a shoestring 
or hair ribbon was actually the suit. It was the 
tiniest string bikini he had ever seen. It looked big 
enough for a Barbie doll at best and reminded him more 
of dental floss than clothing. 

He handed the bright yellow bikini to Ty, who now had 
Cori sitting up on the bed. She still looked only half-
awake. Together, Ty and Chuck put the bikini on her, 
tying the spaghetti strap strings loosely for quick and 
easy removal if they so chose. The suit was several 
sizes too small and covered less than a third of her 
breasts. On the bottom half, it was a thong with the 
thin string separating not only her ass cheeks, but 
also her pussy lips. The only true fabric was a patch 
of cloth covering her pubic mound. 

Chuck, who had enjoyed the pleasure of feeling Cori up 
and jerking off in her mouth before, again found 
himself aroused by his proximity to this gorgeous babe. 
He loved running his hands all over her, free to pinch 
and squeeze wherever he liked. Neither Cori nor Ty were 
about to voice objection.

Once Cori was dressed, Ty put her over his shoulder in 
a fireman's carry, her ass sticking out for all the 
world to see. Chuck took the liberty of adjusting the 
thong's position between her pussy lips, then held the 
door open as they left the room. Late at night, the 
hallway was empty on this floor and so was the 
elevator. However, it stopped a couple floors later and 
four middle-aged, well-dressed men got in. Ty pegged 
them for businessmen in town for a convention and 
heading out for a late night drink or trip to the strip 
club. They were sure happy to see Cori. 

"Damn, look at that, Dutch," one man said, getting on 
the elevator and staring at Cori's ass. "Sir, it looks 
like your girlfriend has had a bit too much to drink."

"She's fine," Ty smiled. "Just a bit worn out, if you 
know what I mean."

"Oh, worn out," one man said. "Well, I wouldn't mind 
wearing that out myself. Shit, that's a nice piece of 
ass. What did you do, fuck her until she was 
unconscious?"

"Pretty much," Ty said. "I'm going to let her get a bit 
of rest, then fuck her some more. Going to be an all-
nighter tonight."

"That's the kind of girl we need to find, boys," one of 
the men said. 

"Where are you going?" Ty asked.

"Strip clubs. If we can't get any pussy, at least we 
can look at it up close."

The elevator doors opened and the men went on their 
way, wishing Ty luck in his endeavors. Chuck led Ty 
past the curious and stunned female clerk at the front 
desk, and down the hall to the pool. He unlocked the 
door and led them inside, locking the door behind them. 
Ty sat Cori in one of the lounge chairs next to the 
pool and Chuck helped him remove her shoes. 

"Any chance of anyone coming in here?" Ty asked.

"Shouldn't be," Chuck said. "Guests wouldn't be able to 
get in. Sometimes some of the staff will swim after 
hours, but I doubt anyone will come in this late."

"Then would you like to do the honors of taking off her 
suit?"

"Hell yeah," Chuck said. "Is she all right? She's been 
unconscious for a while now."

"She's fine," Ty said. "She's just worn out. A friend 
of mine fucked her all night last night, and I've been 
fucking her pretty hard for the past hour. She'll snap 
out of it after a nice dip in the pool. She's in 
amazing shape; she'll bounce back and be perky as ever 
in a few minutes. Might as well be naked when she does, 
right?"

"Right!" Chuck said, grabbing for the string holding 
her top on. Quickly, he pulled the string and pulled 
the garment away from her tits. He then untied the 
strings on her hips, and in seconds she was completely 
naked. When he turned around, Chuck saw that Ty was 
already in the pool.

"Oh yeah," Ty said. "Nice, heated pool. Feels great. 
Now just bring her over here and hand her to me."

Chuck wasn't as strong as Ty, but he had little 
difficulty picking up Cori's light, limp body and 
carrying her in his arms over to the edge of the pool. 
He gave her twat a firm squeeze as Ty took her into his 
arms. Ty gently eased her into the pool, pleased to 
hear her soft, feminine moan as the warm water touched 
her soft skin. 

More to come... 

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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