(This story includes rough sex and non-consensual watching)
George starts work in the hotel after a long hiatus from employment followed by a rushed and desperate job search. He doesn't bother to tell his new colleagues that he is actually overqualified for this job; he is just so happy to have one.
He's even happier to find that his new work friend, Joey, who's been training him, shares some of his interests.
"You know it's not hard to sneak a girl into an empty room at night," Joey tells George. "If you have a girl?"
George grins. "Sometimes I do."
"Right on," Joey says.
"People ever leave behind cool stuff?" George asks.
"Most people call or come right back if they've left something valuable, but there is one thing I've noticed: People leave drugs in the rooms all the time," Joey admits. "Sometimes I think they do it on purpose, like in place of a tip for the cleaning ladies."
On his very first Friday night, George takes some left-behind pills with Joey, and they go to a nearby dive bar where they start talking with a bleach blonde in a tight tank. She and Joey seem to recognize each other, and it's not long before the three of them leave together.
Back at Joey's apartment, the blonde bobs her head on George's cock while Joey pumps steadily into her pussy. Her tank top is pulled down below her tits and the men take turns groping her there.
Joey groans, holding the blonde's thighs. "You know," he says to George, "there are a couple of rooms with 'spy holes'."
George holds the blonde's head a moment, letting go when she gags. "Spy holes?" he asks.
Joey squeezes the blonde's ass, lets his thumb brush and probe her asshole even as she squeaks in protest. He grins. "Yeah, spy holes. Makes it easy to watch people fucking, and let me tell you Georgie, some of these people go at it better than porn." He spanks the blonde and she moans, humming around George's cock.
"Fuck," George breathes.
"Next time we got something, next time there's something good to see," Joey says, speaking carefully as he begins to fuck the blonde harder. "Next time, I'll call you over."
George nods. "Thanks man."
"She deep throats good, huh?"
"Yeah man."
Joey cums in the blonde's pussy and, not wanting to make anyone wait, George finishes shortly after in her throat. He waves to them as Joey wraps a hand around the blonde's neck and kisses her hard. Joey pushes her down to suck his soft, wet cock as George walks out the door.
*****
It's a quiet Sunday evening when Joey separates George from a mop and bucket in the hotel's empty breakfast hall.
"You'll love this," Joey says. He holds up his hands in a cinematic gesture. "Lesbians."
George frowns at first, picturing two butch women in baseball caps. Then he realizes that he'd enjoy seeing that, too. He leaves the mop and follows Joey.
"C'mon."
Joey leads George through a code-locked door into a secret staff hallway that goes behind and between some of the rooms. They go up some stairs and find a third coworker, RJ, sitting with a camera and a computer.
At first, George thinks that the computer has a porn video playing. Then, quickly, he realizes that what's on screen is what's happening, right now, in the room.
A naked white woman with messy blue-dyed hair, colorful tattoos, and huge, pink-tipped breasts lies on the bed touching herself. Her body is soft, with generous curves. Her face contorts in pleasure and she bites her full, pink-stained lips, staring at her partner. Her pussy is fat, dotted with small curls.
A naked Black woman with long locs stands over her. Many of her locs are decorated with silver bands and loc jewelry. Her features are lush and sensual, her expression calm and focused as she studies the woman beneath her. Her body is well-muscled and clear-skinned, with beautiful, elegant breasts and a smooth, bald pussy. She moves with control and certainty. Where Blue Hair is uninhibited and even sloppy, Silver Bands is tidy, almost streamlined.
The woman with the silver bands runs her hand down the blue-haired woman's legs, while Blue's hand holds affectionately to her waist.
"I've been waiting for this," Silver Bands says, and she has a lovely accent that George cannot place.
"I've been masturbating to this," Blue Hair whispers.
Silver smiles down at her. "I've been cumming to you since the day we met," she says, her hand softly rubbing the inside of Blue's thigh.
"Please," Blue whispers. "God, please."
Silver's smile widens. "Mm. I like it when you call me God, slut."
Blue Hair blushes and giggles, and those giggles turn quickly into gasps as Silver Bands' hand moves from Blue's thigh to her clit.
"Please," Blue whispers.
"Desperate already," says Silver. "I like it." She looks down at Blue's pussy. "Spread your legs open for me, slut."
Blue moans and spreads her legs wide open, revealing a chubby pussy lined with short curls and big, meaty lips.
"Beef curtains," RJ mutters, and Joey shushes him.
"That's my favorite kind of pussy," George admits quietly. "Like a fucking deli sandwich."
Joey grins at him. "I knew you were a nasty bastard," he says, as though he and George didn't fuck a stranger together two days ago.
They turn back to the screen.
"We're going to put everything inside you today, slut," says Silver. "My fingers, my fist, my strap." She nods to the flat screen on the mantel. "The TV."
Blue giggles, then moans as Silver's finger makes circles on her clit. "God, please," she whispers again. "You don't know how much I need you to fuck me."
"Let's see," says Silver, and she runs a finger down Blue's pussy slit. Blue cries out as Silver's finger slides inside her.
"Oh fuck," she whispers. Her hips move just slightly, trying to fuck Silver's finger.
Silver pulls her finger out and Blue whines in protest. Silver watches Blue as she sucks on her finger, then goes back in with two.
"Yes," Blue breathes. "Please, yes."
"Look at you, you little slut." Silver smiles affectionately. "My fingers go in so easily. I knew you'd be a good whore for me."
"I want to be your hole," Blue whispers.
"My whore?"
"Yes, that too. But I said hole." Blue swallows, not breaking eye contact with Silver. "I just want to be a good hole for you."
"Jesus," Joey mutters.
"Oh, baby." Silver fucks Blue's pussy slowly with her fingers. "You are the best hole."
"I want this to be your favorite thing about me," Blue says, patting her pussy.
"Oh, it is," Silver says with a grin.
Blue shudders, and Silver tells her she can feel her pussy squeezing her fingers.
"I promise, your pussy is my favorite thing about you," Silver repeats. "Besides your asshole. And your mouth. And your tits."
Blue giggled again. "Daddy."
Silver grins wider. "Fuck yes."
"I want to make you cum first, Daddy." Blue gives Silver slutty puppy dog eyes, even as her pussy moves on Silver's fingers. "Please? Please Daddy?"
Slowly, Silver slides her fingers out of Blue's cunt, then immediately slaps her pussy. Blue gasps and tries to bring her legs together, but Silver climbs onto the bed and pushes them apart. She licks Blue's pussy, then slaps it again.
"Please!" Blue cries.
"Please what, you little bitch?" Silver's voice is low.
Blue whimpers. "Please Daddy. Fuck my face." She pouts. "Please ride my face?"
"Is that what you want?" Silver slaps one of Blue's big tits.
"Oh! Yes." Blue gives big eyes again, then opens her mouth and sticks out her long tongue.
Silver reaches up and slaps Blue's face, which makes Blue moan in pleasure.
"Fuck," Blue murmurs. "Please? It's the prettiest pussy I've ever seen. It tastes so good."
Silver smiles, perhaps as close to sheepish as she gets. "Yeah?"
"It tastes like sweet, cool water after weeks in the desert," Blue pleads. "I need it."
"Hmm." Silver touches her chin thoughtfully.
"It's my favorite meal," Blue insists.
"C'mon," Joey mutters. "Just sit on her face."
George notices that Joey has started rubbing his cock through his pants. It's dark in the hallway, and he looks back at the screen, pretending not to notice.
"Hey!" A woman's voice echoes through the hall.
Joey's hand flies into the air, away from his cock, and nearly hits the wall. The three men all turn to see Lilah, one of the ladies who works the front desk.
"What the hell are you guys doing back here? People are going to need help with their bags and shit."
"Come on Lilah, it's fucking dead today," RJ protests.
"You're going to be fucking dead today if..." Lilah stops, looking at the screen. "What's this?"
RJ nods toward the camera, positioned at the peephole. "Lesbians," he explains.
Lilah steps forward, arms folded, squinting. "I can't believe you guys really fucking do this, you could get...fucking arrested..." She stares at the screen.
Silver Bands is now adjusting herself on Blue Hair's face, her pussy pressing down against Blue's open mouth and tongue.
"Mmmmmmgggghhh," Blue moans.
"Don't worry baby," Silver says, beginning to move. "Using you to cum never takes me long."
Blue gives a contented groan.
"And you don't need to breathe anyway, do you slut?"
Blue whimpers as Silver begins to ride her face and tongue. Blue turns her chin up hungrily, trying to lick into Silver's pussy and lap up her juices.
Silver has both of her hands flat against the wall, her perfectly round and firm ass moving rhythmically as she drags her pussy over Blue's eager tongue. She presses her clit into Blue's mouth and picks up a little speed, making soft, sweet noises. Her bald pussy pushes against Blue's face. Blue whines beneath her.
"Sluts don't need to breathe," Silver repeats sternly, fucking Blue's face harder. Blue moans, and each moan is cut off by Silver's pussy pressing into her mouth.
