The narrow Campanile hotel room reeks of cheap soap and winter chill. Roger and René, my fortysomething professors, plop on the bed. Harmless dads, or so I thought. Heart pounding from gin fizzes and slow dances, I slip into the bathroom. Door clicks shut. Urine gushes hot into the bowl, echoing loud. They hear it all. My nipples harden against the peach-soft dress. No bra, no panties. Just shiny tobacco stockings hugging thighs.
Fingers wipe my pussy. Slick. Thicker than piss. I rub harder. Clit throbs. Juices coat my hand. Legs clamp. Pulse races in my core. Haven’t felt this in six months. These dorks? Nothing sexy. But need surges. Femininity roars back. Tits ache. Ass clenches. I need cock. Their cocks. Any cocks. Heart hammers. Skin burns. I straighten my dress, step out.
The Fever
They stare. Silent. Eyes devour. I stand before them. Knees bend. Fingers grip hem. Skirt hikes up. Stockinged thighs gleam. Bushy triangle exposed. No panties, confirmed. Higher. Tits spill free, perky and bare. Dress pools at feet. Naked but for stockings and heels. I slide between them on the bed. Lips crash into René’s. Tongues tangle. Hot. Wet. Hungry.
Turn to Roger. His mustache prickles. Thick tongue invades. Saliva floods my mouth. He pulls me down. Chest hair tickles. My hand dives into his shirt. Velvety pelt. Down to his gut. Soft, bulging. Zipper rasps. Cock springs out. Thick. Short. Veiny monster. Palm wraps it. Strokes. He groans.
Forgets René. I straddle him. Guide that fat prick to my dripping slit. Sink down. Stretches me wide. Gland pops in. Walls grip. Full. So fucking full. I ride. Hips grind. Pussy devours him. Moans escape. René watches, cock limp.
The Blaze
“René, take my ass,” I gasp. Smile invites. He strips. Tall, lean, white-haired. Hands grip my hips. Cock pokes cheeks. Misses. Softens. I twist, grab it. Long, thinner. Revives hard. Spread cheeks. Push back. He thrusts. Raw. No lube. Ring tears. Burns. Then yields. Double filled. Pussy and ass stuffed.
Pain fades. Pleasure explodes. René sets pace. Pounds my shithole. Shoves me onto Roger’s girth. Cocks grind inside, separated by thin wall. Sweat slicks skin. Hearts thunder. Breaths rasp. I buck wild. Tits bounce. Claws dig sheets. Urgency builds. No control. Fucked senseless by dad-bods. Beasts unleashed.
Orgasms crash. Scream rips out. Body convulses. Pussy spasms. Ass milks René. Blackout hits. Collapse between them.
Morning light stings. Alone. Sheets crusty. Cum streaks thighs, belly. Dried seed crusts my holes. Ass throbs raw. Pussy tender. They came inside. Fucked and filled me deep. Left like thieves. Skin still hums. Heart slows. Reborn in ashes. Danger tasted sweet. Craved more already.