Instead of driving home after work, Elizabeth headed for the downtown Four Seasons, where she'd booked a luxury suite previously that afternoon. The hotel's bar had been a place where she could always find what she needed, drinks and quality cock.
Work had become a distraction. Elizabeth made a huge salary as the youngest of her law firm's top partners, but she could care less. Years of school, the fierce competition to get to the top, none of it mattered when she was so horny. At 26, blond and beautiful, sex was consuming her, she wanted cocks all day everyday. She wanted cocks to get hard for her, to take her as an object of living desire.
"I just want to be a Fuck Toy!!" she screamed in her car speeding to the hotel. She squirmed in the BMW's driver's seat, desperately grinding on the jewel plug stuffed in her ass. It had been there all day, teasing her at her desk, making her cunt dripping wet as she walked the office floor. She knew it was a nasty idea that morning when she lubed it up and pushed it in. She told herself it would be soothing to have something inside her.
"Maybe a dildo stuffed in my hungry cunt too! My new black latex thong would keep everything in place, ohhh yeah!"
Ten minutes before leaving for work, Elizabeth was standing in front of the mirror, legs spread with her tight skirt pulled up over her hips. She peeled off her red lacy panties, and watched herself push a medium size pink dildo into her wet pussy.
"Oh yeah! That's it, yes! ..feels soo good. Just a few strokes, yeah, ohh fuck, I've got to strap this toy in and get to fucking work!"
She forced herself to pull up the latex thong and stretch it tight over the toys. She admired how nasty she looked with the end of the dildo making a nasty bulge in front. She turned to see the circle end of the butt plug clearly outlined by the thin black strap pulled up soo tight.
"Oh, I'm such a fucking hot slut! Just rolling my hips makes my toys slip in and out just a teeny bit, nice! Soo nice!"
She pulled down her skirt and walked toward the front door. After just a few steps, Elizabeth was gasping as an orgasm suddenly crashed all over her. One hand propped against the wall, she her other hand was under her skirt furiously rubbing her crotch, rubbing over the latex and pushing the toys as they moved with her thrusting hips.
"Oh ,Yes!.Yes!, soo good! I love it!"
Elizabeth caught herself in the mirror. A hot mess.
"This isn't going to work. I can't walk around the office all day coming every second! Gotta wait, I have to wait until five o'clock. I can do it."
She sighed as she pulled her thong aside and reached for the dildo. Her pussy clamped down as if it wouldn't give it up. With a little extra willpower, she left her cunt empty, dripping and twitching, then tossed the wet toy on the couch with a sigh.
Before she could change her mind, Elizabeth grabbed her purse and left for the office. It was going to be a long day. So many times Elizabeth had come so close to grabbing the first man she found at work, drag him into the executive powder room and fuck his brains out. She'd resisted, so far.
"I can't do it anymore, dammit! Wasting entire days when I could be getting fucked! I've got to change, change into the total slut that I am, finally," she shouted to herself as she pulled up to the hotel's parking valet. She put the car in park, grabbed the overnight bag she always kept in the back seat and stormed past the valet into the lobby. The valet was pleasantly surprised when he hopped into her car filled with strong perfume and the scent of beautiful wet pussy.
In her suite, Elizabeth ripped off her work clothes and dumped her overnight bag out onto the bed. The mirrored wall across the bed gave her a perfect view of her hot body. Elizabeth knew how crazy hot she was. Tall, slim, perfect round ass, perfect bolt-on B-cup titties. Her nipples stuck straight out and felt fantastic as she pinched and pulled them, showing off for herself.
"Time for the hunt, girls! Let's hit that bar and tease some hard cocks!"
She kept on the shiny black thong since now it tightly outlined her cameltoe. From the heap on the bed, she choose a backless little black dress. Expensive, classy, but sexy as hell. No bra needed. First she slipped on a black gartered waspie and pulled up black lace topped stockings.
She checked herself out in the mirror.
"Yesss, stockings get them hard every time, ha! So easy to spot the garter straps through this thin dress! I love it!"
Now in the dress and on five inch heels, Elizabeth twirled. She admired how her pert nipples poked out and her firm breasts jiggled as she moved.
Clutch, card key, and she was headed to the elevator at a fast strut.
The elegant hotel bar was already busy at 6:30. Plenty of suits, not many women. Elizabeth loved feeling the men's eyes all over her as she gracefully slut-walked over to an empty table. She sat at the side so her crossed legs were completely visible, the hem of her dress showing just a hint of her lacy stocking tops. She was on fire. Shifting restlessly in her seat on that naughty butt plug, she ordered a martini from the cocktail waitress.
She downed it. The waitress took the empty glass from her hand and replaced it with a fresh martini.
"From the gentleman at the bar," she said.
Elizabeth didn't even look up. "Who cares," she thought. "It could be any of these men. I'll take a few more of these drinks before I choose the lucky boy to thank."
Sure enough a fresh drink was in front of her each time she finished the last one. Four down and she was feeling fine and soaking wet.
She looked up, her eyes glazed from drinks and lust. At least a dozen men glanced her way. Their open stares were fleeting except one pair of eyes that bored straight to her clit.
He rose from the barstool. Tall, handsome, and well dressed, he smiled when she beckoned him with her finger.
He sat in the seat she pointed to. The waitress put down a round of martinis. They clinked glasses. He sipped. Elizabeth knocked hers back and licked her lips.
"Thirsty?" he asked with a grin.
"Yes, in fact, thirsty for cum," Elizabeth said.
"Where?"
"In my mouth, my cunt, and my ass. Now."
She stood up and walked with him in tow. She hoped every guy watching them pass figured she must be an escort. Too beautiful to be just a prostitute, maybe one of those $3k an hour girls and worth every penny.
Elizabeth was all over him in the elevator. Her hand stroking a real monster cock through his trousers. She loved that he got a good feel of that jewel plug when he groped her fine ass.
She pushed him into her suite's bedroom.
