By the time I had got to the room, she was already on all fours getting fucked by the bell boy. It had only taken me five minutes or so to deal with the car, but it was all that it took for her. I felt an anger rise in me, but it changed into an animal lust as she looked at me, licked her lips, then wiggled her finger for me to come join them.
"You should always treat a girl with respect."
Those were the words from my father that echoed in my ears. Words that I thought made sense and that I'd followed up till now in my life. Words that I suddenly found out didn't apply to all girls. Definitely not this one. No not her, not the one on her hands and knees in front of me. This girl was a whore, a sex hungry little slut, a fuck toy for men.
"You need to be gentle with a woman, she's a delicate creature compared to a man".
Apparently not so delicate as I watched the young man behind her fucking her harder and harder. She arched her back, lifting her ass and spreading her legs a little wider, giving him full access to her tight pussy. He was holding her hips and pounding her with a force that made her whole body shake each time. By now I had gotten off my own clothes and stood in front of her while she sucked my cock hungrily. This girl wanted us to use her body.
"You need to listen to a woman, they want you to hear what they say."
This part I definitely did agree with as this cock hungry slut stopped sucking my cock long enough to urge us on. Looking first over her shoulder, she said in an animal voice, "Oh god yes, fuck that pussy. Fuck it! Fuck me hard!" Then turning back to me, she said, "Your cock tastes so good.. I love sucking on it." This girl had no shame, she was barely better than a rented street whore.
This girl was my brand new wife.