It was about 3pm when we finally got checked into the suite, which was beyond huge and way luxurious. It had like seven rooms. With all the sex I had on the way up, we decided that I would take a little break until after dinner. I felt fine, but we didn't want to risk me getting too sore considering all the cock I had taken and all the cock that I was about to get pounded with.
Ah, the dilemmas of an over-eager sex slave.
Room service was on the way but would be about 45 minutes due to the size of our order, so I decided to take a quick and much needed shower. The shower in my room was enormous and totally encased in glass. A few of the boys were hanging out and watching me as I soaped myself up. It really turned me on to know that after being in a van with me totally naked for almost seven hours, they still wanted to watch my body. I mean, there was college football on in the other room and these were guys! Feeling flattered, I bent over and showed them as much as I could and let the running water clear the soap and bare all of me for their eyes to see.
I was really enjoying being watched naked and I was beginning to realize that my public nudity was one of the things fueling my newfound sex drive. I always knew I had a sexy body with barely a blemish on my skin. It's not arrogance. Men make sure to let us girls know these things. Still, it's one thing to know that men lust your body. It's another thing entirely to put it on full exhibit. I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that I was now an exhibitionist. There was no going back on that. I was having way too much fun.
The water was a little noisy, but I could hear the boys telling me to make sure my ass was nice and clean for Stef. So, mostly for their enjoyment, I spread my legs, bent over at the waist and soaped up my little starfish a second time just for them. I played it up by over-lathering to the point of massaging the soap into my little flower. Then I let them watch the water rinse it clean while I flexed a little and pressed my little bud against the glass window while spreading my cheeks just to tease them before rinsing off a final time.
When I stepped out, Charlie and Chris were still there and they helped to dry me off. They were very thorough and very gentle and I enjoyed being pampered. I think what they really wanted was a super close up of my freshly shaved pussy. They got it and I loved every second of it.
Once I was totally dry, I wrapped a towel around my head and lay down on my bed naked. Chris and Charlie each took a foot and gave me a very nice foot massage, which was very relaxing. They told me that my little feet were just as beautiful as the rest of me, but I knew the position they were in also gave both of them a wonderful view of my slightly opened pussy, which was just fine by me. This day just kept getting better and better. After about fifteen minutes of getting my feet sensuously massaged, we went out to join the crew.
I walked back out into the living room with just a towel on my head - ready for whatever the guys had planned for me and my body.
There was a knock at the front door. Our room service had arrived.
Bobby told me, somewhat sternly, to answer the door as I was and to lose the towel. I was really getting into following orders and exposing myself too, so I did as I was told. The two guys almost dropped dead when they saw me. I showed them in and thanked them. Bobby went to give them a tip, but they politely refused and asked that we order more room service before midnight, so they could come back. Bobby assured them that they would be back and that it would be even better later. He was grinning and patting me on the ass as he said it.
I ate a nice light meal as I wanted to stay flexible for my anal deflowering and for whatever else followed. There was another knock at the front door of our suite. Maybe they forgot part of our order. I didn't wait to be told and I went to the door and opened it up. Imagine my surprise to find four well dressed middle aged guys at the door. I did not flinch or try to hide my little hairless body. I simply said that they must have the wrong room. The man in front of me said "you must be Katie."
A minute ago, I thought I was still in control. Suddenly, I was more than a little worried. The men quickly stepped inside and I, with some confusion in my face, slowly closed to door behind them. The man who knew my name told me that I was ten times sexier than he'd been told and then asked if Bobby was here. I showed them into the main room and Bobby stood up and greeted his Dad.
Holy shit.
"Bobby", I said, "Can we talk?"
We went into the bedroom that I had showered in and he started to explain. All seven of the guys were from the same hometown in Maryland and have been friends for years. Bobby's parents split up eight years ago when he was only 13. He chose to live with his Dad and they were extremely tight because of that. Bobby and the guys told his Pops all about their ride home for Thanksgiving. This floored me, and I did not want to go back out there.
The magic spell I had been under had been shattered.
I began to sense some regret creeping into the back of my mind. I had been so confident in all of my choices up until now. My bubble of comfort was broken and I wasn't getting it back.
Bobby was well prepared for this.
He explained that he had told his Dad about our deal for the trip home and that they had two days to make a 6-7 hour drive (no T-Giving traffic on Saturday.) Bobby told his Dad that they planned to hit every rest stop on I-95 to use my body and ultimately to ceremonially deflower my ass. They would keep me in the car for the entire time as their eager and willing sex slave.
His Dad told him that, while that sounded great, it was totally unartistic, and that he had a far better idea.
Better for whom, I wondered.
Bobby's Dad reasoned, according to Bobby, that if I was as strikingly beautiful, intelligent and as uninhibited as they all claimed, it would be a crime to treat me like a trailer park whore. I was a rare commodity and should be treated preciously and with some class.
As it turns out, Bobby's Dad, Bob Sr., was a ultra successful high-level executive for a major multi-national corporation. This guy hobnobbed with the elite of the political and business worlds.
He belonged to every exclusive travel club under the Sun and often used private company jets. The man flew more than he drove. He was a serious player.
This weekend, he made a quick change of plans so he could bring three of his very best customers to watch my sweet little ass get deflowered. They were going to pay for anything we wanted all weekend as long as they could watch me getting treated like the slut I had promised to be. They all had their own private rooms in the hotel and they would crash there for the night but they wanted to see all the sex.
I sat stunned. My mind was racing.
I had readily accepted being a whore for seven young men. It was my idea! I was totally into it and I still wanted to get fucked all weekend. My sexual RPMs were already in the red.
I just couldn't get my head around being watched by men who looked older than my Dad as I got royally gangbanged.
It's not that it didn't excite me. It totally did. But somewhere deep inside, I thought maybe it could get back to my parents somehow.
Bobby talked me down and reassured me that these men were far more worried about being caught here than I was. They were all filthy rich with evil wives and had plenty to lose.
All they wanted was to watch me get used and abused by the guys.
If I agreed, the good champagne would flow all weekend long along with anything else we wanted and there would be no bill to pay on Monday. If I couldn't handle it, we could leave now and take me back to my dorm.
I thought.
The idea of going back to my dorm left me cold. And, to be fair, my pussy was soaking wet again just thinking about losing my anal cherry in front of an even bigger crowd. I was now even more aware of my strong desire to be seen. How I lived 20 years without realizing this was beyond me, but better late than never I thought.
