Speaker 1: The gravel crunched under my tires as I pulled up
to the whispering Pine's cabin, my Airbnb, my vacation. It
was perfect isolated, surrounded by dense forest, and exactly what
a forty eight year old brunette needed silence. I'd booked
it for a full week, a treat to myself. After
the divorce papers were finally signed, the key was under
the mat, as the instructions said. I let myself in,
sighed at the rustic charm, and poured a glass of wine.
I was in my robe, halfway through a novel when
the knock came. Not a knock, a pounding. I opened
the door to find Nicole, the blonde bimbo owner of
the place, shivering in a two thin jacket, flanked by
two other girls. Hey, there's been a huge mix up
with the booking system, she said, breezing past me without invitation.
Her friends Samantha and Claire followed, their eyes scanning the
room with casual ownership. We need to check some things,
mind if we come in. I was too surprised to protest.
They were just kids, spoiled brats, my mind supplied, taking
in their designer genes and entitled postures. It happened fast.
One moment I was offering them tea. The next, Nicole
had my arms pinned behind my back while Samantha produced
the scarves from her purse. What the fuck are you
bitches doing, I cried. Claire laughed, a bright, cruel sound.
We thought you might be lonely out here all by yourself. Yeah,
we like to lure sexy old bitches up here and
fuck them. Samantha said, Look at the ass on this one.
Nice and round, girls, this is gonna taste good, Nichole said,
with a laugh. My protests were muffled by a kiss
from Nichole, hard, demanding and utterly shocking. I wanted to
tell her to get off, but my body traitorously arched
into it. That was all the permission they needed. Nichole
ground down against me, rubbing her hand to my cunt,
the lace of my panties providing a maddening barrier. You're
so wet for us already, she purred, leaning forward to
capture my mouth again. Her tongue plunged inside and I moaned,
the sound swallowed by her. They all dragged me to
the bed and tied me to it. I shouldn't be
enjoying this. I was tied up, about to be used.
But the heat pooling between my legs was undeniable, a
throbbing ache that demanded attention. Nicole broke the kiss and
with a sharp tug, pulled my skirt up and ripped
my panties aside. Nicole stripped and got between my legs,
ready to scissor. The cool air hit my exposed flesh,
followed immediately by the scorching heat of her bare skin,
cunt to cunt. She settled onto me fully, her slick
folds grinding against mine in a slow, deliberate rhythm. The
old bitch is lubing up good, Nicole panted. The friction
was exquisite, a rough, wet slide that sent jolts of
pure sensation straight to my core. I could feel every ridge,
every swell of her against me. My hips bucked involuntarily,
seeking more pressure. Fuck, look at her. Samantha giggled, her
her hands cupping my breast, her thumb rubbing over my
tightened nipple. Then her mouth was there, hot and hungry.
She sucked hard, drawing the peak deep, her tongue flicking rapidly.
The dual assault was overwhelming. The pull on my nipple,
sharp and sweet, seemed directly connected to the throbbing beat
where Nichole rode me. I cried out a broken sound.
Claire's grip on my hair tightened my turn. She murmured
and shifted her body, swinging a leg over my face.
The musky, sweet scent of her pussy filled my nostrils.
Her cunt was inches from my mouth, glistening and pink lick.
She demanded. The command was simple, and I obeyed. My
tongue darted out tentatively, at first tracing the outer lips
of her wet pinkness. She tasted dirty. A low groan
escaped her, and she pushed down, forcing my tongue inside.
I delved deeper, lapping at her entrance, then circling her
swollen clit. Her thighs trembled against my cheeks. I lost
myself in the rhythm, in the taste, in the little
gasps she made. I was giving pleasure, and it was
igniting my own. Nichole's pace increased above me, her grinding
becoming frantic. Her breaths came in short, sharp pants. Yes,
just like that, She hissed her eyes locked on mine
as she looked down at me, eating her. The pressure
built where we were joined, a coiling, tightening spring. Samantha
switched to my other breast, sucking just as greedily, her
hand sliding down my stomach to rub frantic circles on
my clit. As Nicole ground into me, I was surrounded, consumed.
Sensation flooded me from every point. Claire's cunt on my tongue,
Nichole's grinding my pussy, Samantha's mouth and hands. Fuck. Nichole
was fingering Samantha as she sucked my tits. What a
dirty bitch. The orgasm ripped through me without warning, a
violent shuddering wave that made my back arch off the bed.
I screamed against Claire's flesh, my body convulsing under Nikole.
My climax seemed to trigger theirs. Nicole let out a
sharp cry, her body seizing, her wetness flooding against mine
in hot pulses. Claire's hips stuttered and she ground down
on my mouth, a keening sound escaping her as she came,
her juices coating my chin. Samantha moaned around my nipple,
her fingers working my clit through the aftershocks. For a moment,
there was only the sound of ragged breathing and the
smell of sex in the air. Nichole slid off me,
her body glistening with sweat. She looked down at me,
tied and spent a slow smile spreading across her face.
Samantha released my breast with a soft pop, licking her lips,
Claire lifted herself from my face, her eyes hazy with satisfaction.
One down, Nichole said, her voice husky. But we're not
nearly done with you yet. She looked at her friends,
then back at me, her gaze dropping to my mouth.
I think it's time you showed Samantha what that tongue
can really do, don't you. Nichole's words hung in the air,
a command wrapped in velvet. My pulse hammered against the scarves. Samantha,
I turned my head, meeting the blonde's smirking gaze. Playful
predatory edge was fully sharpened now, her eyes glittering with anticipation.
You heard her, Samantha said, her voice a low purr.
She swung a leg over my chest, her knees settling
on either side of my ribs. And began to shuffle backward.
She presented herself to me, hovering just above my mouth.
Her cunt was a neat, pink fold, already glistening. The
scent was different from Claire's, sharper, muskier. Open wide, she murmured,
placing a hand on my forehead to steady herself. I
had no choice. My jaw went slack, My tongue lay
flat against my bottom lip. A part of me, the
part that had screamed when they first tied me, was
now a faint, distant echo. The larger part was molten,
aching and frighteningly. Eager to please, she lowered herself slowly,
letting the very tips of her eyes lips graze my
wading tongue. A jolt of taste, salt, skin, arousal hit
my senses. She sighed a contented sound. Good start. Then
she settled her full weight onto my face. The world
narrowed to heat, wetness, and pressure. My nose was buried
up her ass. My mouth was filled with her. I
couldn't breathe through anything but my nose. I was drowning
in her. Lick me like you mean it, Samantha ordered,
her voice hitching slightly, like you need it. I obeyed.
My tongue surged forward, lapping from her entrance up to
her clit in one long, flat stroke. She gasped her hips,
giving a tiny jerk. I did it again, slower, this time,
circling her clit before plunging my tongue as deep as
I could into her entrance. I could feel the subtle,
gripping pulse of her inner muscles. Nicole and Claire were
both between my legs as I ate, licking my cunt
and making out yes, just like that, Samantha moaned, her
hand tightening in my hair. She began to move, rocking
her hips against my mouth, setting a rhythm. I followed it,
my tongue flicking and probing, my lips, sealing around her
to suck gently. The taste was intoxicating. Each lap drew
more of her essence onto my tongue, a tangy, addictive nectar.
I could feel her thighs starting to tremble against my cheeks.
She's a natural. Claire chuckled from between my legs. Samantha moaned,
came and sprayed my face with pussy juice. Fuck. She bellowed.
My turn on that talented mouth, Nichole said, her voice closer. Now,
shift her heads. Samantha lifted her hips, breaking the seal
with a wet, obscene sound. A string of saliva and
her arousal connected my lips to her for a second
before it snapped. Cool air hit my soaked chin. Before
I could even take a full breath, strong hands were
on either side of my head, turning it firmly to
the left. Nichole's face filled my vision, her ice chip
eyes dark with lust. You don't get a break, she stated,
and then she was moving, straddling my face, just as
Samantha had, but with a different, more commanding energy. She
didn't hover. She took what she wanted, lowering her cunt
directly onto my mouth in one decisive motion. Tongue my clit,
she commanded, Just the clit fast. Her taste was different again, cleaner,
almost brace like winter mint, but underneath it was the
same primal, feminine musk. Her thighs were strong, clamping against
my ears, muffling all sound except the ragged sound of
my own breathing and the slick, wet noises my mouth
made against her. Use your tongue harder, now, she demanded.
Grinding down. I thrust my tongue inside her, then curled
it upward, searching her breath caught. I found a rough,
ridged patch high inside her and rubbed my tongue over
it in firm, slow circles. Nicholl's entire body stiffened. Fuck,
she hissed, her hips, stuttering right there, don't stop. I didn't.
I devoted myself to that spot, licking and stroking with
a focus that shut out everything else. Her pleasure became
my entire purpose. I could feel her getting wetter, her
juices flowing freely, coating my chin and neck. Her moans
grew louder, less controlled slut, she screamed as she came hard.
We all laid there, fucked and tired. I was still
tied up. Samantha got up and checked the rental diary.
We have this bitch for five more days, she exclaimed.
The girls cheered, How are you doing, honey, Nicole asked great.
I coughed my mouth, tasting of nothing but cunt good
because next you are going to worship our asses, Nicole added.
The girls all cheered again. I smirked. Best vacation ever,
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