I met Tom online. We chatted a lot about sex of course and other things, I felt I really got to know him and so I trusted him. He was a 58 year old businessman from the east coast who traveled a lot. After a couple of months of chatting about our kinky desires and other things he asked if I wanted to meet him in Miami for the weekend, he'd fly me out, he had a business meeting.
I thought about it and agreed, after all, I knew him right? Wrong. He picked me up at the airport that afternoon, a fat balding old guy, just like his pictures. He was nice enough and seemed truly amazed that I was as attractive as my pictures, and even more amazed that I'd actually showed up. We made small talk as we waited for my bag to come down with the other passenger's luggage. He seemed tame enough. He had told me what a great time we'd have, he'd show me around and we'd have fun.
I was under no illusions of course, I knew he was going to fuck me, he had paid my way out and it was the situation that excited me, not him really though he seemed nice enough. We drove to the hotel and checked into a room. He seemed the perfect gentleman, letting me shower and get ready to go out to dinner, with no interruptions of the sexual kind. I got ready while he sat on the bed and watched TV. When I was done he had his turn.
We went to a nice restaurant in town and he really gave me the five star treatment. He kept telling me how beautiful I was and couldn't take his eyes off my chest which kind of excited me. I wondered what was in store for me later that night, he seemed pretty tame. We went out to a few clubs and had drinks here and there, he got a little drunk but I didn't. We met up with a couple of his buddies, Dale and Jack, that were in town for the same meeting and they seemed ok, same as him, old, fat, and bald.
I did sense something was up though, there seemed to be a private joke among them, not rude, but a "knowing", a vibe. None of it made sense until later. It was finally pretty late and we headed back to the room, parting with his friends. Tom was all hands now of course and I kept brushing him off and telling him to wait. We got back to the room and he ordered some wine from downstairs. He told me he had a present for me and handed me a sheer lingerie nighty. I really wasn't in the mood I can tell you, he seemed rather lame and boring, but he had brought me out here and he was kind of drunk and I didn't want to piss him off. I figured he'd fuck me and go to sleep.
So I went to the bathroom to change. I heard room service come with the wine as I unfolded the lingerie and saw it for the first time. It certainly didn't leave much to the imagination. It consisted of a bra with no cups, black crotchless panties, and sheer see thru black top that went over everything. Oh well I figured, lets get this over with. I stripped out of my dress and put it on. I had to admit that the outfit turned me on. The bra had no cups and only held my big naked breasts at attention, showing off my silver dollar sized nipples. Maybe we could make this fun after all I thought as I turned in the mirror to get a side view, my big breasts swaying under the fabric. My big nipples hardened and swelled in anticipation, standing straight out from the fabric. I was horny after all.
I came out of the bathroom and Tom was propped up on the bed, with a glass of wine. He whistled and complimented me, asking me to turn around, I did and he sucked in his breath, whistling again. He jumped up and went over to the table and began pouring me a glass of wine, never taking his eyes off me. You are the most beautiful woman I've ever seen he said as he poured the wine. He seemed to be taking his time, which seemed odd to me; I figured he'd be all over me. He handed me the wine and took me by the hand and led me to the sofa. Let's sit and have a drink first he said.
So there I sat, on the sofa practically naked, facing the door, when I heard a key in the lock and the door opened and his two buddies Dale and Jack walked in. My first reaction was to jump up and head for the bed, to get some cover, Tom put his arm out and gently sat me back down, relax he said. I at first though they had come for a visit at the wrong time, you know drunk guys. But why would they have a key to the fucking door. I asked Tom what the fuck was going on. Dale answered and told me to relax as he sat in one of the chairs and Jack just smiled and tried to reassure me that everything was fine, they all did. I was clearly nervous and had my arms over my naked breasts and my legs crossed. I was shaking a little and Tom laughed it off and said not to worry, everything would be fine, I was among friends, we were all just having some drinks and he wanted to show me off.
I was not impressed, one guy, ok, three guys, no fucking way. Let me get dressed then I said and went to get up, Jack blocked the way and gently pushed me back on the sofa. I was surrounded by them, though they were sitting, there was no getting away. This isn't going to happen guys I said. Nothings happening they reassured me. They kept telling me to flaunt it, not to hide my body; they said they knew I wasn't shy, Tom had told them. They moved closer as they sat there and drank, pulling their chairs closer in, leaning in further when they talked, touching my arms, laughing and trying to lighten the mood. My stomach had butterflies, I've been in some hairy situations with men, and liked some of them, but not three complete strangers.
There was no way I was getting out of there and I knew it, they were going to fuck me whether I wanted it or not. I guzzled my wine nervously as they talked some business and tried to include me in the conversation, I was shaking a bit and Tom poured me another glass of wine. It's funny how I had fantasized about this exact situation so many times and now here I was and didn't know how to handle it.
It suddenly dawned on me that no one knew where I was and these guys could kill me and no one would ever know. I was scared. Their eyes were devouring me.
I was light headed from the wine and trying to think my way out of this situation. Tom was my only way back home and I had nowhere I could run to anyway. I reasoned that if I gave them what they wanted they would let me go, I'd need more wine. Tom poured it and I drank it. Tom told them how we met and what a kinky little thing I was to their delight. It turns out he had told them everything we had discussed sexually, a lot of deep dark shit.
I guzzled my wine and got ready for whatever was coming next. There was an awkward silence, Jack leaned forward in his chair and told me to show him my tits. Another silence, the other guys started laughing. I didn't want him to get pissed off, he looked like he was getting there, I uncrossed my arms, I was practically naked already. They all commented and Jack made his move over to the sofa, I was stuck between him and Tom.
Dale took Jacks chair and moved up closer, I was surrounded by the three of them in this little see through lingerie outfit. I could feel and smell Jacks boozy breathe; he was excited, as were the other guys. The room went silent and he reached over and took one of my breasts in his big hand, I didn't move, the other two watched intently, he was the leader it seemed. He squeezed and kneaded it, pinching my nipple hard through the see through fabric. I winced and shifted slightly. Jack began massaging both breasts now, breathing heavy, and working my big nipples firmly through the fabric as I just sat there, getting wet against my will. He said Tom had told them all about my sensitive nipples, that they were my weak spot.
My body twitched and I let out a gasp as he pulled on my swelling nipples, releasing them and then doing it again. The other two just watched as he worked my body, the only sound was his heavy breathing and my gasps. Jack only stopped long enough to pull the top over my head and off of me in one motion, the only thing on me now were crotchless panties and a bra with no cups, I was naked and bare before these three hungry men, and scared.