by Notty Nikki
TRUTH OR DARE
(FORBIDDEN, SURRENDER AND INDECENT)
Copyright 2012 Notty Nikki
All rights reserved, including the right to reproduce this book or portions thereof in any form whatsoever.
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.
ROOM SERVICE
A few years ago I worked as a maid in the midwest for Beaumont Inns. The motel, which had recently opened, was part of a chain which was familiar to that area. On this particular day, I was assigned to the top floor which had been opened only the day before. As I unlocked the door to the best suite a good looking man stood up in his Ralph Lauren shorts.
“Oh, I’m sorry,” I said, blushing as I started to leave.
“No, wait,” he said. “Don’t be frightened.”
“I’m Kaye, one of the maids. I didn’t know anyone was in the room.”
“Learn to knock first,” he said.
“Yes, sir, I’m sorry,” I apologized, looking at his shorts. I couldn’t help it — I could see the outline of his cock so clearly, and his body was so very well developed.
“Come in and do what you were going to do. I’m just going to take a shower.” He moved to the bed and sat down. He opened his shaving kit and took out his razor.
“I’ll come back later,” I said, but he didn’t seem to want me to leave. He looked rather horny, but I really couldn’t be certain.
He walked into the bathroom, mumbling something to me about staying out of my way. But he didn’t close the door. I opened the desk. The drawers were completely empty. I walked out into the hall and got some stationery from the cart, and put them in the desk. Then I set ashtrays on the bedstand and hung hangers in the closet. I put the final touches on the room and before I left for good, I decided I’d do something daring — I picked up a bar of soap from the cart, closed the door to the hall, and walked into the bathroom. I could make out the general outline of his body and could clearly see well-manicured patch of pubic hair and something long hanging from it.
“I brought more soap,” I said, and set the bar down on the dressing counter. When I turned back, I could see him looking at me over the glass door, his face covered with drops of water. “Is there anything else you need?” I asked.
“Not that I need, but something I want,” he replied, rinsing his body. He turned off the water.
“What could that be?” I purred, looking away from him.
He teased. “A nice … big … furry … towel.”
I went out in the hall and got the biggest towel on the cart. When I walked into the bathroom, he was standing with the shower door open, naked, his huge cock hanging wet between his legs. I handed him the towel, and I could feel my pussy begin to shiver inside my panties. “I … I …”
“Hmmm, yes,” he said, taking the towel from me, starting to rub his chest.
“I … I’d like to dry you,” I said, afraid he might tell me to get out. I’d never hit on a guest before, but this guy was different. I couldn’t resist him. I’d even risk my job for him. I figured no one would look for me, since I was the only one working the top floor.
“Be my guest,” he said, handing me the towel. He stood with his hands on his hips, on the bathmat that said BEAUMONT INNS OF AMERICA. I started to rub his shoulders, then his back, and he turned as I rubbed the towel over his strong masculine buttocks. I ran my hands down over his flesh, then parted his cheeks with the towel, drying the hair between them. I could see his cock starting to harden.
He told me it felt good, and I told him it looked good. And I kissed him on his naked buttocks. Then he turned around and faced me, with his cock just inches away from my face. I dried his legs and his feet and moved the towel back up to his heavy balls and gently ran the material over them. He held his cock in his hand so I could play with his nuts, drying them, nestling my head near them, kissing them. He took his cock, pulling it out of my hands, wiping it with the soft towel. I stared at it, fascinated. I pressed my lips to the tip and kissed it. It rose up to its full length and stiffness and I stood up.
“There now,” I said, “you’re all nice and dry.”
“Now how about letting me take off your clothes? No sense in me being naked and you being dressed.”
“I’d like that!” I said, and he reached out and took my breasts in his hands. He started unbuttoning my blouse, but I stopped him, ran into the hall, and pushed the cart into the room, locking the door behind me.
“In case my supervisor comes snooping around.” He pulled me over to the bed, his hard cock sticking out in front of him. He sat on one of the pillows, spreading his legs, rubbing his hard dick with his hand.
“Why not strip and let me watch?”
“I’d like that,” I said, opening my blouse all the way. I took it off and dropped it on the desk, then started to unfasten my bra. When my tits were exposed, he grabbed his cock and held it tight. As I started to open my skirt, I looked at his open suitcase and saw a plastic container of baby powder.
“Your shower isn’t finished yet!” I said, and picked up the container. I jumped on the bed in front of me, as he looked at me bewildered. “Turn over, and let Mama put powder on the little baby’s ass!”
I giggled and held the container ready. He smiled at me. Now he was even more excited. I guess he wasn’t expecting a woman to rub baby powder on his ass in a motel room in Wisconsin. He turned over and spread his legs. With one finger, I ran a line down his back to his asshole, through the hairy cleft, over his balls and to the bed. He groaned and then I held the cheeks of his ass apart with one hand and doused him with baby powder. I put the bottle down and patted it into him, caressing his ass cheeks and his massive balls with my hands, rubbing him, exciting him. I knelt between his legs and ran my hard nipple over his buttocks. I watched him shiver in pleasure. I ran my other breast between his thighs and up through his ass, pressing my nipple against his anus. Then I rubbed my tits over his naked back and then told him to turn over, which he did. His cock was pointing to the ceiling. I put more powder on his nuts, cock and chest. I took his balls in my hands and caressed them, wiping them with powder till the hair turned almost white.
I leaned forward, bringing my nipple to the tip of his dick and pulled away. Then I came down again, pressing his cock between both my tits and I could see him go mad with passion. He bucked his hips in the air, pushing his cock further between my tits almost to my throat. A white pearly drop of cum suddenly made an appearance on the tip of his cock and I licked it, pulling the semen into my mouth. He was thrashing about. I ran my tits over his cock and balls, then up to his belly and over his chest. He circled me with his powerful arms and kissed me on the lips, slightly, letting out a breath.
“What’s your name?” I whispered.
“William.”
“Kiss me, William.”
And he did. Our lips met with passionate force and our tongues filled each other’s mouths. He wrapped his legs around me and let his cock press up against my naked stomach. We rolled around on the bed as he kissed my chin, neck, nipples … biting, eating and kissing. He licked between them, tasting my breasts. Finally, he unfastened my skirt and pulled it from me. Then he pulled my panties off. He stared at my cunt and knelt between my legs, spreading them wide. I begged him to kiss me there. He lifted my cunt to his lips and slid his tongue up into me, coming in contact with my hard clit. His tongue slipped in and out of me. Fina
lly, he pulled his head up and opened his eyes. His mouth was red from sucking me, his cheeks wet with my cunt juice.
He pressed his hard cock between my thighs, against my cunt lips, pushing his cock down so it moved into place, against the underside of my pussy, near the cleft of my asshole. My eyes pleaded with him to ball me and he looked at my smiling, pleading face.
“FUCK ME, PLEASE! Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!”
I felt crazed with fuck hunger, and wild with anticipation of how it would feel. William lowered his hips while I spread my thighs even wider and guided his prick with my hand, down to the moist opening of my slit. A shudder passed through my body — contact was made inside my cunt, contact with the huge head of his cock. He flicked his hips forward and down, as my cunt spread to admit the thick penis. I screamed as the walls of my cunt were ripped apart by his gigantic driving member. His balls slapped against my ass as his strong handsome body touched mine. I wrapped my legs around him tight. He flexed his cock deep inside the tight, soft confines of my hot, wet cunt, expanding it and forcing another fraction of an inch of cock deeper into me. All of my senses were concentrated between my legs. I dug my fingernails into his buttocks. He slowly increased his pace and I matched him. I thrust my tongue upward between his lips to be sucked, as I moaned. The perspiration formed on my forehead and my hair was in hopeless disarray. My pussy met every stroke and pulled on his fat cock as he drove it back and forth. His hands slipped down on either side of me, grasping my ass hard and brutal in his strong hands. My breath caught in my throat as he hauled me up tight against his pounding loins. I drew my thighs even farther apart, causing the opening of my cunt to receive his thick cock to even greater depths. His cock fucked in and out of me as I rolled my head in pleasure on the ground. His finger was in my rectal passage hitting the end of his own cock. He squirmed his finger in harder as I thrashed around on the bed.
Then he began to rotate his finger and push inward at the same time, burying it to his palm in the warmth of my rectum. With insane fury, he jack-hammered into my upthrust cunt, driving for his release.
“I’m gonna fill you with cum!” he yelled.
He pulled his finger from my asshole and suddenly replaced it with two fingers which he thrust into me with brutal force. I lifted my legs to allow the attack, helping him. He worked the two fingers around, inside the warm spongy depths of my backside, back and forth in my cunt. We kissed and I sucked frantically at his tongue, buried deep in the back of my throat, wishing it was his cock, as my hips screwed my rectum back down on his fingers. I raised my legs even higher to receive his cock. I had never felt such rapture and I could hear myself squealing in uninhibited abandon. I felt like a wild animal and William was the stallion ready to tame me.
The inner muscles of my slit clasped his penis. He increased his speed. He plowed me fast and furiously, pounding his long cock to the hilt. He pulled his fingers out of my rectum with a fast movement as he pressed his hands behind my knees, lifting them, shoving them back and down hard, until my head was framed between them. My crotch was open before his thrusting cock.
“Oh William, yes, … that’s it … fuck me! PLEASE FUCK ME HARD!” I screeched with sensual passion.
William grunted animalistically, deep in his throat, as he drove his prick up into the flesh of my vaginal cavern.
“Oh, God, I’m coming! I’m coming!” I gasped as I thrashed on the bed, my body jerking as the hot juice poured from my pussy and slid down William‘s huge penis.
“I feel it! I can feel it! Your cunt is burning!” William slammed his cock furiously into my cunt.
Finally, he slammed into me and froze, not making a sound. I spread my arms and took hold of the sheet as I suddenly felt a hot burning sensation all down the length of my slit. William‘s thick burning cum spilled out of his throbbing cock like a hose that couldn’t be shut off — and the white liquid filled my body and slid out of my pussy, dribbling down his balls to the bed sheets.
My legs fell limp to either side of him as I gasped for breath. William pushed even harder into me, feeling the clasping walls of my pussy sucking the cum from his cock. Finally, it was finished and he let his hard body fall to me. We rolled to our sides, his cock still buried in me, then he pulled me on top of him. We kissed and I moved my hips up to let his cock fall from my wet pussy. He spread his legs and I fell between them so my head rested on his chest and his shrinking cock just touched the underside of my breasts. My throbbing pussy lay against the warm sheets, with cum still dripping from the folds. I moved my head down and took his cock in my lips. It was half hard as I cleaned it, moving it around between my teeth and tongue, eating it, sucking the last few drops from the slit in the tip. I kneaded his balls with my fingers, hoping to arouse him again, wanting to take his load down my throat this time.
“Come on, William, I want to suck you off!” I said. “I want to taste your cum!”
I clasped my lips over the tip of his cock and felt the surge, the hardness, the blood rushing through it. In a minute he was hard again and I sucked him expertly, moving my hand over his balls with each stroke of my lips. I knew it wouldn’t be long. He was rubbing my tits, holding onto me, ready to yell out in pleasure as he struck his second climax.
I worked him up fast. I ran my tongue in the slit of his penis, around the hard ridge, up and down the shaft. I felt the tip ready to burst and his balls swelled and hardened. He moved his legs farther apart.
William let out a great sigh and relaxed, letting it happen with ease. “I’m coming, in your mouth.”
I tasted the flow of warm white liquid as it flooded my mouth, filling my throat, covering my lips and teeth. It tasted thick and sweet, manly cum from a manly cock. I swallowed, savoring the moment, feeling it run down my throat into my stomach where it seemed to mix with the cum already in my womb. I closed my eyes and held my mouth tight over his cockhead, waiting until every drop was mine, and then I pulled my lips off his huge organ and laid my head next to it.
A little later, we both got dressed and it was then that William asked me if I had been working for Beaumont Inns for a long time.
“Only about three months — since this particular motel was first opened. I thought I would be a bunny, but then I decided against it.”
“Can I see you again?” That pleased me.
“Are you staying for a while?”
“Yeah, a few days. How about dinner tonight?”
“Sure, I’d love it! I live in Kenosha, not far from here and I get through working at five.”
“Fine,” William said, as the phone rang. He picked up the receiver, still smiling at me.
“Yes?” I whispered.
“I’ll come back here around eight. Will that be alright?”
He nodded and threw me a kiss. “Yes, this is Mr. Beaumont. Yes, put him on!”
I smiled, as I started to push the cart out of the room and then I stopped dead in my tracks. Beaumont … Beaumont? I remembered that I had heard that the old man had died and the young son had taken over. I fumbled my cell phone out from my apron and called the main desk of the motel, asking if Mr. Beaumont of Beaumont Inns was registered there. The answer I received left my mouth open in absolute shock. I had just fucked my boss!
CHIEF EXECUTIVE SLUT
When I met Evan, I had no reason to believe that he would change me from the high-powered, businesslike personality that comes with being a female executive for a Texas oil corporation. In fact, I saw nothing wrong with my professional life. I was both demanding in the boardroom … and in the bedroom. But then along came Evan.
From the moment I met him, he displayed an air of sexuality that attracted me to him. His white-toothed smile, confident swagger and hearty drawl reeked of pure, raw sex. He was charming in a good-ol’-boy sense, and his personality was a welcomed departure from the pretentious phonies I tend to meet in corporate circles. Very quickly I realized that he wasn’t like most of the men I knew: hard on the outside and all mush on the inside.
Habits die hard, and on my first date with Evan I slipped into my old ways of directing the conversation and controlling the pace. At an elegant Dallas restaurant I ordered the drinks and our dinner entrees. Then abruptly, without a word, he grabbed my arm and ushered me out onto the street, his grip squeezing my arm. Fury flashed in his eyes, and for the first time in my life I was scared to death. What would he do to me? Where was he taking me? Strangely enough, it was at that moment of panic that I noticed how handsome Evan was, his anger intensifying the beauty of his eyes and the sexiness of his mouth.
After we arrived at his apartment, he went directly and mixed himself a drink, almost ignoring me. When he did turn to me, it was with a curt order to strip. I was stunned, frozen.
“Do as you’re told!” Evan commanded, his voice snapping like the firm crack of a leather whip.
Shaking with fear and excitement, I stepped out of my dress to stand before him in just my bra and panties. Slowly, as I watched in both horror and wild anticipation, he removed his belt. Then in one fluid motion, he grabbed me by the hair and threw me over his lap so that my bottom was thrust in the air. I fought back with all my strength, but his strong right hand held me in place. He yanked down my panties and exposed my ass. I beard the whoosh and then felt his belt hitting my naked butt. Instantly I cried out in pain, but there was no stopping him now. Only when I started to sob like a baby did he throw away the belt and take me in his arms, comforting me.
Evan soothed me with raspy words and subtle warnings. My days, he told me, of being a cold, domineering bitch were over. If I was to be treated like a lady, I was expected to behave as one, and he’d see that I did. As he gently scolded me, desire swelled within me. When he held my face to his and held my checks between his powerful hands, I kissed him timidly. He slowly undid my bra and slipped it off, then nibbled on my breasts until I thought I’d scream. He started working his way down to my pussy, but just as I arched to meet his mouth, he flipped me over and started licking my red bottom. I exploded, shuddering with orgasm after orgasm, and before the last one was over, he plunged into my cunt, bringing me over the top one final time.