**Read Chapter 1 first, all this will make a little more sense. Enjoy and don't forget to vote!**
I finished my shower and walked out after drying off, not bothering to cover up. My dick was hard just thinking of what Chrysta might have done with the bellhop, and I wanted to hear her story. It had been 15 minutes, I figured she'd be done with the bellhop, or at least just finishing; I was wrong.
I walked into the sitting room and kneeling between Chrysta's wide open thighs was the female bellhop that dropped off our luggage by the front door. She was still in her uniform; skirt of a respectable length and polo shirt. She looked to be Native American, but she may have just had a good tan. Either way, her body looked like it was sculpted, nearly more perfect than any found in nature. Her legs were toned, her wiggling ass flared out into her thighs in then back into a small waist. I couldn't see much else from my position, simply that she had long, straight black hair with a few brown and blonde highlights in it.
Chrysta was obviously enjoying the tongue lashing she was receiving. She was biting her lip trying not to moan and holding her knees as far apart as she could so she could feel that tongue squirming in her cunt. Her head was thrashing back and forth and she started shaking, her belly twitching uncontrollably, which made her tits jiggle deliciously.
"Keep licking right there!" Chrysta moaned out, her hands going to the girl's face between her thighs. "Oh yes! Yes! I'm going to cum! Get ready!" she screamed. Probably half the hotel heard her. I looked to make sure the front door was shut. She looked into my eyes and her whole body convulsed, her stomach crunched and her hands pushed the head of the bellhop into her crotch.
"Ooooh! Oh my God!" she cried out and fell back against the chair she was in. Her breathing was deep and labored. She tried laughing a little. I could tell every time her clit was licked by her twitching and her sweat covered nipples jiggling. Chrysta pulled the head up away from her pussy and kissed the girl on the lips. She was taller than I thought she was, and I'd say she was definitely Native American with her tan skin and her long silky dark hair. It was back in a long thick braid and it made my dick even harder. She stood up slowly and turned around, she looked shocked that I was there at first and then smiled coyly.
"Do I get a tip from you too?" she asked and stepped forward. I saw that her face was almost dripping with Chrysta's cum. If she came that much, then it would be a fun night out tonight. The bellhop took another step forward and grabbed my very erect dick and started slowly stroking it.
"All you want is the tip?" I asked quietly. She smiled and sunk to her knees.
"Well, it's so big I don't know if much else will fit," she said and started licking and sucking on the head. She wasn't as good as Chrysta, but she was damn good. The room was filled with the sound of her slobbering on my knob as it got a good healthy coating of spit. Her lips popped every time she let it flop out of her mouth and then she'd lick the entire length until she got her lips around the head again and started sucking harder.
"We have a good little bellhop," Chrysta said, still breathing heavily. She got up off the couch and walked over to me and started stroking my shaft as the new girl kept sucking. I moaned a little and knew it wouldn't be long before I'd be shooting a load down her throat. "Jim, she's got a better place for you to put that cum, don't you?" Chrysta said teasingly, her tongue flicking against my ear.
"Mmm Hmm," the girl moaned and nodded enthusiastically. I about lost it right there, but I wanted to see what these two had planned. The bellhop stood up an slowly rose the hem of her skirt until it was plain to see that she was not wearing panties, clean shaven, and very, very wet. She lifted her left leg up and put her heel on Chrysta's shoulder, opening pussy, making a little pink flower in the vast field of creamy tan flesh.
"Cum in my cunt?" she begged, practically purring. I just love working feeling it move in me," she said demurely. She stepped forward and Chrysta positioned my cock just inside the help's hole. "MMmmm….I haven't had anything this big inside me since I fucked my Daddy for his birthday last year," she said and started rocking in very small circles. I lost it then. Between her telling me she fucked her dad, her motions, and her pussy squeezing my cock head, I blew shot after shot of hot spunk up that shaved Indian slit. She leaned back and closed her eyes, the tip of her tongue coming out between her lips as she savored the feeling. "Yessss," she hissed and kept trying to milk my cock with her cunt. Chrysta helped by squeezing the cum out of my dick slowly, starting at its base and squeezing to the bellhop's lips. She flicked the bellhop's clit while she was there and started all over again.
"Now that's the best tip I've ever gotten," she said and giggled. She shivered every time Chrysta made contact with her and it looked like she was having a hard time keeping her balance. She squeezed my cock and the head slid out of her cum drenched hole. She giggled as she heard the pop. "Now I just have to keep this in," she said, rubbing her pussy. She came up with a few drops of my cum and a coating of hers. The finger was offered to Chrysta who licked and nibbled the juice off her finger before sucking the whole thing in her mouth.
"Oooh, she is good, isn't she," the bellhop moaned and put her left leg back on the floor. Her skirt fell back into place and except for the smell of sex and Chrysta's cum that had splashed onto her work shirt, she appeared perfectly normal.
"You have no idea," I said grinning. The bellhop smiled and pulled her finger out of Chrysta's mouth. Chrysta hugged my arm and subtlety rubbed her furry mound on my leg.
"I'd like one," the bellhop mumbled. "Let me know if you need anything else brought up here, I'm here all day and until 10pm tonight. My name is Brandi," she said and stepped toward the door.
"Brandi, did you need to clean up any?" I asked quickly. She looked at herself and felt her shirt. She shrugged and giggled.
"The only other person working in my part of the building is my mom, and I don't think she'll care. Maybe I can get her to help me get something for you, if you need anything else that is," she said devilishly and flicked her tongue at Chrysta.
"If we do, I'll be sure to call for you," I said and she giggled and left. I saw the $20 sitting on the TV by the door and laughed.
"Maybe I should apply here, the perks seem to be great!" Chrysta said smiling. Her eyes were shining and she shook her hair out a little. I laughed.
"But then I'd have to leave you here," I said softly. "I'd really like to not do that, I'd prefer the company for the trip."
"Just for the trip?" Chrysta pouted, her full lower lip sticking out and quivering. A smile crept across my face and I licked my lips. We stared at each other for a few seconds in silence.
"So, are you hungry? For food, I mean?" I asked and stepped over to my bag.
"Famished. Nothing works up a girl's appetite like a tongue in her pussy," she said and bent over at her bag. I looked at that perfect ass bending before me and bent back a little to see her still wet pussy glistening in the light. I felt my dick start to rise again, but started thinking about fat lesbians wrestling in chocolate pudding and it went back down. Much as I wanted to screw Chrysta all afternoon, we had things to do. I pulled on a clean pair of jeans and a t-shirt. I watched as she pulled a shorter pair of jean shorts out of her bag and a ripped up t-shirt that looked two sizes too small.
I sat in a chair and watched her dress. She was facing away from me, still bent over, her hair sweeping the ground. I had a perfect view of her tight ass and her pink slit which was starting to close a little A mischievous grin snaked across her face and she stepped into her shorts. very slowly she stood up, pulling the faded and worn denim up her calves and then slowly up over her thighs. I couldn't help but notice that they were cut off extremely short, with the frayed cut splitting the rear pockets in half. Not much of the fabric was left on the sides, just the inch or so where the belt loops were. She pulled them up tightly and the bottom third of her perfectly rounded ass cheeks were in plain sight. She sat down on the couch where she had been getting her pussy licked and spread her legs wide.
The button fly on the shorts only had two of the original buttons left, and the top of her shorts just barely covered the fiery fur of her pussy. There were three new buttons though, and the fly of the shorts had been extended, and when they were fastened, one button would be over her clit and another would be against the rim of her hole. My dick was as hard now as it was when she had stripped before her shower.
Her taught legs slowly closed and fastened the lowest button, pausing between the lowest and the next to push the button into her hot juicing box a couple of time, moaning softly the entire time. Her fingers played up her wet slit and she softly strummed her clit before closing the next button. With her throbbing honey pot covered, she kept closing her legs slowly and the top two buttons were fastened slowly. Her legs were straight up in the air when she finished, and she slowly bent them at her knees until they touched her exposed ass. She spread her knees apart slowly and the crotch of the shorts drew up into her cunt, the thin strip of material between the last button and her ass disappeared completely. She rubbed the crotch of her short which were rapidly turning a dark blue from her juices, and sighed each time the buttons over her clit and in her hole were bumped. Her feet descended slowly to the floor and she stood with her feet spread a little, the junction of her thighs exposed and her lips devoured a little more of the denim. She wasn't quite covered enough to pass in public, and she'd get indecent exposure if anyone called the cops. My eyes ran up her body across her abs, up to her perky tits with their erect nipples and on up to her face. Her beautiful eyes were staring into mine, and they had such a look of passion on them I would have cum right then if I could have again so soon.
Her eyes had a sparkle in them among a devilish glow and she pulled her shirt on over her head and shook her hair out. She peeled and stretched the thin fabric down over her tits and pulled it down as far as it would go. The front of the shirt covered all of her ample tits, but it didn't actually touch her ribs or abs. Her pink nipples barely stood out on her tanned chest under the shirt. Chrysta smoothed the shirt down her sides and her hands teased down her abs, causing ripples of goose bumps to erupt across her skin. Her thumbs hooked into the waist of her shorts and the barest hint of red pubic hair could be seen peeking over the top. The entire room smelled like her pussy.
My mouth had gone dry again. I just stood there and took all of her in and looked her from top to bottom and back up again.
"Well, were we going to go out, or were you just going to stand there and stare all day?" she giggled. I shook my head quickly and started looking around for my shoes. She slipped her little feet into her sandals we took off.
