Candles glittered on tables, colored lights glowed overhead.
'Oooooooh!' the red-head gasped, turning back to her friend. 'This is pretty in here. I'd never have guessed it from the street.'
'That's the way it's meant to be,' Mary Alice commented. 'All the local cops are paid off. They don't want any state people to get suspicious. Hard liquor is illegal in this county.'
'You're kidding!' Maggie gasped as she looked at the well-supplied bar. Waitresses flitted among the tables, clad in skirts that revealed the ruffles on their black panties. Their blouses were low enough to show nipples whenever they leaned over.
The two girls made their way to a table beside the small dance floor. Maggie was fully aware of the male eyes that followed her as she walked past them. This would be a good night, a damn good night. The men seemed prosperous and cultured. The combo was excellent. The atmosphere was perfect.
Maggie settled into her chair and smiled approvingly at Mary Alice.
'First drink is compliments of the house,' the young waitress told them as she took their orders. She smiled knowingly at the two and winked. 'After that, I expect we'll have men standing in line to pay for them.'
Maggie thanked her and watched the swing of her ass when she went back to the bar. The girl had a hell of an ass on her. Whoever designed the costumes for the girls certainly must have had that little girl in mind. The saucy ass was back quickly with their drinks.
Maggie took a long sip and leaned back to listen to the music. She stretched her body, her tits thrusting against the tight green material of her dress until they threatened to hop over the neckline. She imagined the flow of the music caressing her, roving over her tits and waist and ass.
Her musing was interrupted by two men who came to their table to invite the two girls to the dance floor. Those were only the first of a long procession during the evening.
As soon as they returned to their table after one dance, another pair of men would come over.
Slowly Maggie began to distinguish between the various men. Joseph was the tall real-estate man, Maurice was the blond shoe manufacturer's representative. Paul owned a string of convenience markets, Lionel was a drug salesman. A long procession of men, a long procession of names clouded her mind.
She was never quite sure how she ended up in the motel room. Maggie had not selected Craig on her own. It was more like he had selected her. She had danced with him several times, had discovered he was in one of the motels down the highway. She had danced close to him, feeling the slow rising of his cock. The next thing she really could recall was that he was leading her to his motel room.
Mary Alice! Where was Mary Alice? Maggie froze as she stepped into the room. She had to stay with the brunette. She didn't have the slightest idea how to get back to her roommate's home. Worse than that, she had no car to drive back. She shook her head, trying to recall if Mary Alice knew she had come here, whichever motel she had come to.
'Mary Alice?' she gasped as Craig stepped behind her and reached around her waist. 'My roommate!' Maggie groaned as he hands closed over her tits.
'The brunette?' he asked. 'She's being taken good care of. Didn't you see her across the court? I'll bet you didn't even see her drive down here. What were you drinking tonight anyway?'
Maggie wanted to ask him more, but his groping hands turned her around and his mouth covered hers. He kissed her firmly while he unzipped her dress and pulled it down enough to get his hands on her tits. She felt his cock lunging inside his pants as he squeezed his hands inside her bra and pressed against the soft flesh of her tit. His other hand reached inside the back of her dress and slipped beneath her pantyhose and panties to finger the crack of her ass. Her body shuddered in growing excitement as he claimed her soft, lovely body for himself.
'Ohhhhhh!' he gasped. 'My God! What a gorgeous hunk of pussy!'
He looked at her with lustful eyes as he drew the dress down over her hips and let it fall in a whisper to the floor. His trembling hands reached for her bra. He unhooked it and pulled it from her. His eyes gleamed in anticipation as he looked at her huge tits, then slowly he began to caress them.
Maggie watched the pounding of his temples as his desire rose for her. She stood submissive as his hands became more demanding in their treatment of her breasts.
'Damn!' he sighed. 'What a hell of a pair! What a gorgeous set of tits!'
Maggie felt dazed. The drinks had been too strong and too many. She was going to get fucked and not able to enjoy it. She wanted to ask him to wait. She wanted to suggest time for her to sober up. She looked at the raging lust in his eyes, though, and knew there was no possibility of his waiting. He wanted her pussy and he wanted it now!
She felt the bed against the back of her legs. Craig gave her a gentle push. He grabbed her hose and pulled them down from her hips and thighs. He reached for her panties. The delicate green nylon followed the route of the hose. Craig held the whisper-thin material for a moment, as though relishing the feel of them, then caressed them against his cheek.
Maggie watched him undress. He went about it in businesslike fashion. His coat and pants went on a hanger, his shirt over the back of a chair. He pulled his shorts off and laid them across the seat of the chair. Craig turned toward the bed. He lifted his half-rigid cock and smiled at her.
'Now, baby,' he grunted. 'Let's see how fast you can get this pecker ready. You play with it few minutes, all right? You get it up and rearing to go. Then we'll get us a nice little fuck.'
Maggie felt like telling him to fuck his fist. She looked at him, beginning to feel uncomfortable. Every other man who'd ever fucked her had been concerned with getting her worked up. Craig didn't seem to give a damn about her passion. All he wanted was a fuck for himself.
'What's the trouble?' he demanded in a hard voice. 'You've seen a cock before. You damn well better know what to do with one, too. Shit! You may be pretty, but you aren't so pretty you can start acting like this. Get to work!'
She reluctantly reached for his prick. It lunged as her hands touched it. She fingered the shaft, then slowly pumped the skin while she teased his balls. She could feel the growing excitement gripping his prick. It slowly came upward until she had it rigid and hard, trembling in expectation.
'That's the girl!' Craig congratulated her. 'That's the way to work him up. Now let's have that little fuck.'
He climbed on her. Maggie waited for him to kiss her tits and slowly caress her thighs and cunt. She stared in stunned confusion as he simply brought his cock against her pussy and drove it in.
He thrust his cock deeper and deeper, his body shivering at the friction caused by her dry pussy. He began fucking her roughly as his hands went after her tits. He fucked her fast and violently. His hands tugged on her tits until he had them just beginning to respond. His cock balled away at her cunt, becoming more and more excited with each thrust.
'Uhhhhh!' he grunted. 'Uhhhh, what a sweet-feeling little pussy. Not like those others. Shit! You aren't stretched at all. Like fucking a virgin. Uhhhhh!'
His body shuddered passionately as he fucked. His hands pressed tighter over her tits. He grabbed her ass. He held her ass so he could drive his enraged cock deeper with each plunge.
Maggie shuddered as she realized he didn't care whether she climaxed or not. He was going to have his orgasm, then he'd be finished with her. Just as she began to respond, he'd be over. She tried to slow her own response. She didn't want to be left panting as he ended. She failed.
The enormity of his ejaculation threw her pussy into an erotic thrill. She was shivering in passionate need as he exploded into her. He fucked her violently, roughly, then he was through. She looked at him helplessly as he pulled his cock out of her and got up. She lay on the bed, her body panting for more cock, as he began to slip back into his clothes. She started to get up, too, the she lay back to try and calm herself.
Maggie wondered if there was a chance to get back to the bar and find a more cooperative man. She hoped that Mary Alice had done better than this loser who was already walking toward the door.
Craig was going to the wrong door! That wasn't the way out, that was the door to the adjoining room. He stepped through and spoke to someone on the other side. Maggie saw another man come in immediately.
Suddenly it all began to clear up in her mind. Now they were all going to take turns with her. Craig rushed through his fuck because others were waiting.
'Damn!' the short man said as he looked at her and began undressing. 'He said I'd never seen such gorgeous pussy. Damn if he wasn't right about that.'
