Chapter 60: Who Wants A Load Of Cum?
The hotel bar was very typical. Subdued lighting, standard layout, just a few travelers having a drink. I settled in at the end of the bar. A young guy, probably college age, asked for my order. Once he had relayed my food order, he returned with my beer. “You here for the funeral party?” “Yup. I’m Kate’s brother, Sailor.” “No shit!” he replied, surprised. “You’re all everyone’s talking about! I graduated from here a few years ago. I’m going to the Community College and I still keep up with everyone. Must be hard on Ms. Kate but you’re all that El talks about. She’s even got a new nickname because of you: “Waves.” It’s an honor to meet you. I’m Calvin.”
“Nice to meet you, Calvin. I’ve been told that I’ve hit some sort of viral status or something. I’m finding that hard to fathom. I mean, a virus is not something you want!” He tossed his head back and laughed heartily.
“That’s right! They said you were kind of old-fashioned! No, no, Mr. Sailor. Going viral just means that you’re an internet sensation. It’s when thousands or millions of people all watch video clips of the same thing. Once you get over so many hits, you’re considered viral. Within hours of the first post, you had over 80,000 hits. Dude! You rock!” He pushed his fist out toward me and we did that thing.
He left me alone as I ate my Rueben sandwich, washing it down with beer. When I tossed my napkin down, he reappeared. “Anything else, Mr. Sailor?” “No thanks, Calvin. And can you bill this to suite 509, please?” When I said this, he looked like I had plugged his finger into an electrical socket for a moment.
“Oh, crap. Of course. It took me a moment to connect the dots. Suite 509. That’s where the party is later, I hear. I’m guessing that you’ll be there.” I surmised that since he knew about one suite, he knew about all of them. “I’ll be there or in one of the others, for sure. I’m kind of a vagabond, a restless sort. I’ll be floating from place to place.”
It was now after 6. I stepped outside to have a smoke before I commenced the nights activities. I was envisioning how this was all going to play out. I knew that Kate had reserved “the team” at 6 in suite 509. I figured that I’d let her pull a train on her own. Knowing Kate, she had dispensed with any other women in the room. She wanted all that glorious cock to herself. And she had Kevin as her “pimp,” bringing 4 or 5 guys in at a time. No sense in hoarding all the dick. There was plenty to go around. She would just ensure that she got her fill.
Suite 420 was probably El’s. She had started there getting coated in cum. I figured that she’d become the draw for suite 420. And I guessed that suite 240 would be Evelyn’s lair. I was ready to explore, to see if my predictions were correct.
I went ground floor upwards. Suite 240 first. Upon entering, I confirmed my first guess. Evelyn was there, in control of some guys dick, sucking him off. Susan was there, too and saw me enter first. She looked at Evelyn, saw that she was busy, and came rushing over to me. Susan was undoubtedly the prettiest whore in the room, her long blonde locks, curled for this event, were tumbling around her face in large waves. Her blue eyes, although a pretty color, just gave a blank stare. You could tell that there was nothing going on inside that pretty head. It would be a pleasure to pound this stupid whore again. She squealed with delight as she gave me a big kiss. “I’m so glad you could make it, Sailor. Are you here to have some fun?”
I wanted to say Duh, why else would I be here, dimwit. But I bit my tongue, instead saying “If you’re fun, I’m here to have you.” She looked confused mumbling “I think I’m fun. Why don’t we ask the others?” Before she could act on her hairbrained scheme, I grabbed her arm and thrust her towards one end of the couch. “Susan, you need to pull your pants down and get on your hands and knees on the couch. Do it now, Susan.” She needed step-by-step guidance.
When she was in position, I dropped my dress slacks to the floor and took hold of my dick. “Reach around and pull your butt cheeks apart, Susan.” She followed orders and I slid my hard cock up and down her slit, finding some pussy juice lube. I pushed against her tight cunt as it found it’s way inside. I didn’t waste much time. I knew that I just wanted to pound her cunt with abandon so I quickly began full strokes. Holding onto her hips I made my thighs smack against her butt cheeks as I rammed her relentlessly. There’s something about really dumb skanky whores that you just want to smash your cock into them as hard and fast as possible. I did just that.
I pulled out before an orgasm. It was still early and I wanted to save some for later. But who would win the prize tonight? Evelyn? El, maybe? Or Kate herself? Maybe even the newcomer, Tiffany?
As I pulled him out of Susan’s twat, she was still holding it open with her hands. Her vagina was a gaping hole, pulsing, opening, and closing. It was an erotic sight, interrupted only by Evelyn, hip bumping me, trying to get my attention away from staring at Susan’s pussy. “Hey! Glad you made it. But why are you fucking dimwit Susan when I’m here? I hope you didn’t cum in that sluts hole, did you?”
I pulled up my pants as I searched for the “correct” answer. “Hell, no, I didn’t cum. I still have you and several others to enjoy. Gotta pace myself, you know?” “Let’s get your cock in my mouth, Sailor. I was just practicing, getting warmed up for you.” She dropped to her knees and fished him out through my zipper. She started giving me a blowjob, her lips taking my cock into her wet, warm mouth. She bobbed her head back and forth, hoping to elicit the same response as I had in her asshole at the barn. As she was sucking me, I surveyed the room. Most of the 10 or 12 people in the room were having sex, in one position or another. A few were idle, mostly the guys, and a couple of the sluts had at least two guys piercing one hole or another.
After Evelyn had tried her best at my dick, she sensed that I was distracted and stood up. Planting a slobbery kiss on my mouth said “I’m just so glad you’re here, Sailor. Go and sample the others, but don’t forget your girl. Save some of your cum juice for me. I’ll be waiting.”
I saw a few bottles and some cans on the counter. I grabbed a red Solo cup, filled it with ice and topped it off with brown liquor. Scotch, bourbon, whiskey, rye … I didn’t care just so long as it kept me loose as I ventured upstairs to the next suite.
I decided to poke my head into suite 509 first, not to stay, just to make sure that Kate was getting her itch scratched. I tried to enter the suite as quietly as possible, hoping that I wouldn’t spoil someone’s orgasm. I failed. The door closed hard behind me and everybody looked at me. There were 4 guys in the room and Kate was between lovers; it was a good time to intrude. She was lying on the bed, spread eagle, her wrists tied to the bedposts. Her cunt was covered in cum, some still draining out of her slit. She was jubilant. “Hey, bro! Wanna have me while I’m tied up? We haven’t done that in such a long time! I’m doing it this way tonight in honor of you! I can still remember the first time we tried handcuffs. You were blown away.”
“Not right now, sis. I see you’re busy and I’ve got other cunt to tend to. I’m just glad that you’re getting your jollies. Carry on!”
I found my way to suite 420, El’s suite. Nobody noticed as I slipped in the door. El was on one bed, straddling some guy, riding his big cock in her pussy as another was pummeling her asshole from behind. She didn’t see me come in but Tiffany did. She was sitting on a couch rocking her mouth on some guy’s dick standing in front of her. She saw me out of the corner of her eye and abruptly stopped her blowjob. The guy slapped his dick against her face, indicating his displeasure that she had stopped. She dismissed him by pushing him towards another skank sitting nearby and came over to me.
“Hey, Sailor! Good news. My aunt has agreed to keep my son overnight! I finally have a free night; I need to take advantage of it.” “So that explains the hook up in the RV.” “Yeah. Well, you know, I’ve lived here all my life, and I know all these boys. I know their parents, too. I’ve even hooked up with some of them before.” “The kids or their parents?” I inquired. “Both, dude. Both.”
“That’s good news about your night off, Tiffany. I’m sure that you’ll be able to take full advantage before the night’s over. Listen babe, I’ve been going strong for a while now. I need a short break. How about you escorting me outside for a smoke. I could use some fresh air.” “Sure. Let me grab my bag.”
As soon as the elevator doors closed on our ride to the first floor, Tiffany pressed her body against mine and started kissing me. Her mouth was still wet from the blowjob she had just given. It was a sloppy make out session and we were still locked in a passionate embrace when the doors opened on the ground floor. An elderly couple was standing there waiting for the lift. We kept on making out, groping each other as foreplay dictates. In a moment we heard the gentleman clear his throat. “Ah hum. Excuse us, please.”
The wife had a look of sheer horror on her face. The man had a wry grin, probably remembering the days when he got laid regularly. He gave me a wink as we exited the elevator and we confidently walked outside. The cool air felt good and it smelled like fresh country air, not the heavy mix of pheromones and cum prevalent in the suites. A slight breeze came upon us and Tiffany shivered, clutching herself. “Brrrr. It’s getting chilly.” I quickly reached over and took her nipple between my fingers, rolling it back and forth. “Yup. Chilly it is. Let’s go sit in my car. It’s right over here.”
I held the back door open for her. “The back seat?” “More room” I said. Once inside, we instantly began making out again. I fondled her firm breasts and tweaked her still hard nipples. She was rubbing my rigid cock through my pants, finally getting to my belt. She got my belt undone and we broke so that I could get my pants down to my ankles. As I was doing this, Tiffany got her skirt pulled up and out of the way, no undies, of course.
She leaned down and commenced sucking on me. She had a nice touch with her lips and soon was bobbing her head up and down as I began pumping my cock up and down in rhythm with her head bobs. I had one hand still exploring her boob, pinching her nipple hard every time she went deep on my stiff rod.
I wanted more than just a back seat blowjob. I wanted to fuck her pussy. “That feels so good, Tiffany, so good. Now I want you to lay back and let me enjoy some of your pussy.” She slouched down on the seat as I got between her legs, spread wide for me. I asked her “I’m hoping that your skanky cunt is filled with cum already. I adore fucking sloppy, cum filled cunts. Tell me you’re already full. Tell me that you need me to make room for another round of cum loads.” “It’s pretty full, Sailor. I’ve been getting my share tonight, making up for lost time.”
I wiped the head of my cock up and down her slit and found it full of cum, starting to ooze out. I plunged him into her hole and it made audible sloppy noises as my rod displaced a load or two of cum. It squirted out of her hole around my shaft and dripped all over. “That sounded divine, like pussy farts or ass farts. It let’s you know that there’s pleasure involved.” “Ummmm…” was all she could muster as I pushed my dick in and out, the sloppy juice noises continuing. As we kept fucking, she kept cocking her hips higher and higher. It seemed like she was positioning herself for a serious pounding.
I scooted up some so that my pelvis was directly over her fuckbox. I started doing push-ups, lowering my dick into her skanky cunt, trying to find bottom. Her box was still holding some of the hot jism from her earlier conquests, sloppy and easy to fuck. Her hole was wide open, gaping like it needed something to fill it in. I didn’t pound hard or fast. I just lowered my rod into her hole and pulled it back out; then slowly repeated.
I was now in a quandary. Should I add to her collection, dump my load down her pussy? Should I switch to her ass and see if that hole needed some filling up? Or should I hold off and save myself for Evelyn, Kate, or any of the other sluts waiting in the wings? At my age, I no longer had unlimited reservoirs of sperm to give.
I reasoned that Tiffany had already achieved status as a cum dump and had had her fair share of the cock’s nectar already. I toyed with the idea of holding it for Susan, the dumb one, to see how she handled it. How she related that Sailor had dumped his load in her would be worth the price of admission. El had already had one taste, deep in her throat, and Kate had enjoyed a taste of me after breakfast.
I had decided to not favor Tiffany with my offering. Instead, I put my thumb on her clit as I continued to very slowly slide my dick up and down, in and out of her pussy. I worked her clit hard, trying to get her to come. My fingers did there job and she cried out “Here it comes, here it comes!” Her hips signaled when she orgasmed and her tense body suddenly relaxed.
I climbed off her and got my pants back in place. “Oh, that felt wonderful, Sailor. Thanks for taking care of my clit. With most of these teenage jocks, they have no clue. Half of them don’t even know what a clit is, much less where to find it.” “Just trying to show my gratitude, return the hospitality for your attentive bartending earlier. And I need a drink. Let’s go back inside.”