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Kat’s Story Ch. 05 free porn video
‘Hello baby. How many times have you cum since you left the resort?’ Naomi asked me.
I was still high from the events of the day so I joyfully recounted my drive home and visit to the adult bookstore. Naomi asked me if the bookstore was in Temecula across from a truck stop. I was surprised that she knew of the place. She then asked if I went to the motel next door. I told her I had considered getting a room, but I opted for the bookstore instead. I asked her why that was important.
‘Go to the website notellmotel and let me know what you think.’
I got online and typed in the URL. It turns out that is a porno site featuring amateurs having anonymous hookup sex. I recognized the outside picture of the hotel as the one next to the bookstore.
‘How do you know about this place?’ I asked her.
‘Click on the models link,’ she said.
I did and there in all her glory was Naomi, although her bio listed her name as Tiffany. I don’t think she looks like a Tiffany, but that hardly mattered right then. I tried clicking on the link to see more of her, but it required a membership.
‘So what have you done there?’ I inquired.
‘I’ve done four scenes so far. Raoul brought me there about a year ago and we did a scene together. Obviously it wasn’t anonymous but nobody else would know that. Since then I go back about every three months. It turns me on to be filmed with a complete stranger.’
I thought this was pretty weird, but then again, we were strangers the first time we had sex a few days ago.
‘I’m due to go back and shoot another scene. You should come with. I know they would love you.’
‘I don’t think that’s really my thing.’
‘Would you just come and watch? I’ve been thinking about doing something kind of kinky and I would prefer if someone I knew was there for safety.’
‘Kinky?’
‘I’ll email you my username and password. Look at the site and then I think you will understand.’
‘OK, I’ll look. But I’m not making any promises.’
‘Have you heard from Bill?’
‘He hasn’t called, but I have not checked my email yet. He wants me to go to Miami with him in two weeks.’
‘I think he likes you. Take the trip. He’s fun and he’s got money.’
‘I like him, but I’m not as open sexually as he is, my behavior at the spa notwithstanding.’
‘Bill’s pretty cool. Just enjoy him. Nobody said you have to get married.’
‘Good point. I’m going to check my email and I’ll look at that website. Talk to you later.’
I hung up with Naomi and logged into Gmail. There was an email from Bill. I was sweet. He apologized again for having to leave. He said the deal was saved and the company stands to make a significant amount of money because of it. He promised to make it up to me in Miami. He explained that the venture capital company he is a partner in is pretty small, but they are very successful. In addition to him, based in Chicago, there is Jack in L.A., Tim in Atlanta and Sam, Mike and Tony in New York. The New York office has a small staff of support people and several lawyers to handle the paperwork. He, Jack and Tim work from the road. Every month they go to New York for meetings and every three months or so they meet someplace more fun and this time it is Miami. He also has meetings setup before the partners meeting with the company he’s looking to invest in with the fitness equipment. Bill hoped to wrap up that deal so can announce it at the partners’ meeting.
Although I was pissed at him for leaving me in Palm Springs, I started to understand business took priority in his life. I’d never been to Miami so I decided I’d give him another chance. I emailed him back my acceptance of his invitation.
By this time Naomi’s email with her username and password for notellmotel had arrived. I hurriedly entered the data and looked inside the members’ area. What I found surprised me. There had to be at least 30 different girls, most of whom had done multiple scenes. The basic premise was the girl alone in the seedy motel room. The cameras were fixed so they looked like security cameras, although the quality was much better and the room was obviously lit for video and wired for sound. In some of the videos the girl would masturbate while waiting for her mystery lover while in some she just paced back and forth. Then there would be a knock at the door and the woman would open the door to find a scruffy man. The rest of the scene would progress as you might expect.
I wasn’t too thrilled with the videos, although I did check out Naomi’s performances and they were better than average. Watching her got my juices flowing and I thought of sexting her a picture of my pussy. After I watched her scene with Raoul, I watched her second scene with the truck driver. He wasn’t as good of a performer as Raoul, but it still turned me on to see Naomi. I decided to check out the rest of the site before I watched her other two videos. There was a section on how to become one of their models or one of their partners.
Looking around I found another link to a companion site called anonymousgangbang. This one also required a password, but Naomi’s worked. These videos looked like they were shot in the same room but in each the woman wore a blindfold and had sex with at least 5 partners. In a couple she was tied to the bed. I put two and two together and decided this was what Naomi was talking about when she said she was thinking of doing something kinky. I found a video of a woman who looked a little like me and watched as 6 studs put her through the ringer until she was a fucked out slab of meat covered in cum. My pussy was soaked by the time I finished watching and I quickly retreated to my bed.
I started to masturbate. Lewd images filled my mind and I kept coming back to Naomi tied to a bed, blindfolded and being filled by guy after anonymous guy. Then my brain switched to the woman who looked like me getting relentlessly pounded. My right hand was pounding my vibrator in and out of my pussy while my left hand squeezed my breasts and nipples with a ferocity I rarely felt. Suddenly it wasn’t the woman who looked like me but it was me. My brain was out of control. I wanted to be that woman. I wanted more cocks than I could handle. My pussy was throbbing as I continued to pummel myself, but I couldn’t quite get off. I needed to know more about this website. I left the vibrator buzzing in my pussy and called Naomi.
‘I thought you might be calling back,’ she said as she answered the phone.
‘Hi Naomi. I need to know more about the websites you sent me.’
‘Did they turn you on?’ she asked.
‘Does this answer your question?’ I replied. I put the phone receiver down to my pussy so she could hear the buzzing. I also slid my toy in and out a couple of times hoping she could hear how squishy I was, although I doubted the phone would pick that up.
‘I’ve been drilling myself for 20 minutes, but I can’t cum,’ I told her.
‘OK baby, I can help,’ she promised. ‘Listen to me Kat. I’ll get you off.’
Naomi told me to turn down the lights and get back on my bed. She also had me remove the vibrator and turn it off.
‘First turn the speakerphone on your cell phone on. Put it on the pillow next to your head. Make sure it’s set loud enough to hear me.’
I did as she asked.
‘Imagine I’ve got you in the hotel room. Shut your eyes. You don’t know who else is in the room. You only know they desire you, think you’re sexy and they want to fuck you. Got it?’
I responded affirmatively.
‘Now, I want you to slowly play with your dirty clit, slut. These are not your fingers. You don’t know who they belong to but they are making you hot. Are you doing it?’
I moaned ‘yessss.’
‘While you are doing that, start sucking that vibrator. It is a cock belonging to one of the men in the hotel room. You have to suck it and get him hard before he will fuck you. That is what you want i
sn’t it Kat?’
I didn’t respond, but I’m sure she heard the slurping sounds. Naomi went on to describe all of the vile, nasty things both she and the men were going to do to me next time we met. By then she would have my ass trained and all my holes would be violated, most likely at the same time. I was getting hotter and hotter. The sound of her voice and the promise of unbridled pleasure were working me into frenzy. Within minutes I was panting and ready to cum again.
‘Do you still have Big Ron’s condom, slut?’
I didn’t respond. I was concentrating too much on my pussy.
‘I asked you a question slut. Do you need to be punished?’
The word punished brought me back, slightly, to reality.
‘I’m sorry Naomi, what did you ask?’
‘Do you still have Big Ron’s condom?’ she repeated.
‘Yes, it’s on my dresser in the coffee cup.’
‘Stop playing with yourself and go get it.’
I was so close to cumming I didn’t want to get up, but the authoritative sound of Naomi’s voice had me obeying. I scampered over to the dresser and grabbed the cup. The knot I had tied in the condom did its job and none of his spunk had leaked out. I jumped back on the bed and told Naomi I had it.
‘I want you to pour his load in the cup and set it on your nightstand.’
I did what she asked.
‘Turn that vibrator on low and slowly push it into your pretty pussy. Now start slowly playing with your nipples.’
Naomi resumed telling me all the nasty things she was going to do to me and slowly had me increase both the speed of the vibrator and the frequency with which she let me fuck myself. I was almost pulling my nipples off my breasts and the vibrator was on high when she told me to grab the cup of sperm.’
‘I know you are going to have a hell of a release, Kat, but one thing is missing. When I’m done with you at the hotel you’ll be coated in cum. A slut like you should always be coated in cum. Slowly pour the cum over your face and tits and let me hear you cum.’
She was right. I wanted to be a slut. Her slut. Ron’s cum was cold and thick. I started at my forehead, went down over my closed eyes, over my open lips and finally down my throat and onto my tits. This disgusting, degenerate act triggered my lust gene and signaled my body to climax. My thighs clamped shut around the vibrator and I rolled from side to side. I couldn’t hear Naomi but I hoped she was pleasuring herself while I moaned my approval of her methods.
Eventually I calmed down and my breathing returned to normal. I hoped my parents had not heard my activity, but I’m sure they did. That night my sleep was restless. My thoughts were not of Bill but were of Naomi surrounded by rock hard cocks. I woke up tired, sweaty and horny. I had received another email from Bill with a reservation for a red eye flight to Miami two Wednesdays from then with a return ticket for the next Sunday night. I hoped that agreeing to go wasn’t a colossal mistake. I then emailed Naomi and told her I would be her wingman if she needed me on her next video shoot.
I got a few more emails from both Bill and Naomi the next week and Bill and I talked on the phone several times. By the time I boarded the plane for Miami all my ill feelings about him had disappeared and I was looking forward to seeing him again. My flight didn’t leave LA until 11pm. I was planning on sleeping through the night a waking up in Miami. When I checked in I found out I was seated in First Class. As I settled into my seat I decided it was a waste of a ticket to sleep the night way, but within minutes of taking off, I was out like a light. I woke when the flight attendant shook my shoulder as we began our decent.
Bill was waiting for me at the baggage claim. He took me to a wonderful hotel right on the beach. He told me he had a lunch meeting which would probably run until about 4. He told me to relax and be ready for dinner by 6. We were having dinner with the owner of the company he was trying to buy and his wife. Bill hoped the dinner would be more of a celebration at this point since he hoped to wrap up the deal during the meeting, but he wasn’t sure if that would happen. After briefing me on the plan of attack, we made sweet love in the king sized bed.
Afterward I spent the day exploring the pool and the beach while Bill went to the meeting. About 3pm one of the wait staff found me by the pool and handed me a message from Bill. It said he forgot to tell me that he arranged a line of credit in the hotel’s clothing store and that I should find a dress for the night. Something professional, but sexy. I hurried upstairs to take a quick shower and wash off the suntan lotion and then headed back downstairs to spend Bill’s money.
The dinner turned out to be a celebration as Bill and the owner had successfully reached an agreement to the basic terms of the deal. The owner was a short pudgy man in his early 60’s. He wife wasn’t much older than me, blond and built. She was obviously a trophy wife and with the deal Bill had offered, she was going to be well taken care of. Given how Bill conducted himself in Palm Springs I wondered if this woman was going to be part of his compensation, if only for an evening. We dined on the finest food and drank the finest wine. The woman was not much for conversation, but I could tell Bill was enjoying looking at her. To tell the truth, I was enjoying that too. The man clearly was celebrating he success a bit too much and I wondered if this was Bill’s plan to spirit his wife away. Alas that wasn’t to be. Bill later explained that as hot as she was, she wasn’t worth screwing up the deal. After the lawyers get done and the deal closes, Bill promised to get her for me if I wanted. I told him I’d rather go back to Palm Springs.
That night we had celebration sex. It was wild and used every piece of furniture in the suite. Friday morning Bill announced we were heading to Key West for the partners’ meeting. The drive to Key West was beautiful. Along the way Bill explained that the partners get together for these meetings about once a quarter. He told me that Jack and his wife Cathy from L.A. would be there along with Tim and his girlfriend Sarah from Atlanta. From the home office Sam and his wife Kim, Mike and his wife Sandy, Tony and his girlfriend Fiona would also be in attendance.
‘We’re going to have a business meeting most of tomorrow. You and the girls can hang out at the pool, go shopping, whatever. We’ll all meet back for dinner and then tomorrow night we’ll have a party.’
‘What kind of party?’ I asked.
‘One I’m sure you’ll enjoy,’ he replied, but he didn’t give any other information.
We pulled into a small resort. There were maybe 50 rooms in a small hotel building. Leaving the bags for the porter, we went into the lobby and checked it. After registering we got two keys for cabana 4. We were escorted to a private section of the resort where 6 cabanas stood alone. Our rooms were smartly furnished, although much more spartan than the bungalows in Palm Springs. Still there was a big fluffy king size bed and a tub sized for two in the bathroom and a large living room and well appointed kitchen.
As I was exploring the room, Bill grabbed me and pushed me toward the bed. My knees buckled as my legs hit the mattress and soon I found myself pinned beneath him. Bill forced my arms down above my head and began kissing me roughly. My body responded much like it had in his condo in Vegas. We spent the rest of the afternoon in bed. After his first forceful ravagement of my body he took me again more gently. We cuddled like newlyweds until Bill announced it was time to clean up because the other partners would be there soon.
That night I met everyone. All of the guys were handsome and powerful and all of the girlfriends and wives were beautiful. I felt awkward but Bill whispered in my ear that I was as beautiful as any of them and that I belonged. That made me feel better. We all laughed, drank and socialized long i
nto the night. Trays of food kept arriving and the booze kept flowing.
As I mixed with the different couples and talked to everyone, my mind raced as to the sexual chemistry within the group. Everyone seemed very friendly toward each other and several sexual advances toward me were made. I was picturing a very wild party about to break out, but it never did. As Bill was steering me back to our cabana I wondered if tomorrow night would be different.
Back on our couch I quizzed Bill about everyone at the party and what was going to happen tomorrow.
‘Well Kat, I will not lie to you. Tomorrow night the party will be wilder. Sex will be involved and partner swapping will take place.’
‘I kind of guessed that based on Palm Springs, but why didn’t that happen tonight? Everybody was plenty lubricated on rum,’ I asked.
‘It’s like this. We work very hard and in truth, the wives and girlfriends get a little ignored sometimes. Tonight is for them. Much like us this afternoon, the boys will be giving their significant other their full attention tonight.’
His explanation seemed a little strange, but made sense in some regards. I pressed him further but Bill said he had a better plan. He had me change into a tennis skirt, except without my panties. He then had me put on a silk blouse without my bra. I felt total exposed with my hard nipples prominently on display. My pussy was starting to get juicy, which I suppose was the idea, and I had no doubt Bill would soon discover that.
He led me out of our cabana and down the walking path to the furthest cabana occupied by Tony and Fiona. We snuck up close to the window, but Bill made sure we stood back a few feet so we wouldn’t get caught. Fortunately the blinds were open enough for me to peak in. Fiona was sitting upright on the bed. Her body, which I had been secretly lusting after since meeting her, was gloriously naked. Her breasts heaved to an inaudible beat as Tony lay between her legs eating her pussy. I stared with rapt attention as waves of pleasure shown on her face. I felt Bill’s hands on my hips as he pulled my skirt higher and began to rub the outside of my pussy lips.
We watched them for several minutes until Bill pulled me away and told me it was time to move on. I wanted to watch them fuck, but Bill was insistent. We made our way to the next cabana occupied by Jack and Cathy. This time I didn’t have to wait as Cathy was bouncing up and down on Jack’s generously sized cock. I felt my own pussy constrict in sympathy with Cathy as she rode him. Fortunately they had opened their windows to the ocean breeze and I got to hear Cathy’s cries of satisfaction as she showered his cock with her love juice and collapsed into a heap on top of him.
Bill had three fingers in my pussy during this show. I was so infatuated with Cathy that I hardly noticed. My juices were running down my legs as Bill pulled his fingers out of my steaming snatch and directed us to our next encounter, this time with Mike and Sandy. Once again I found myself bend over outside a bedroom window. Once again Bill’s fingers were penetrating me and once again I was enthralled by the scene before me. By the time our peeping of Mike and Sandy was done, my skirt had found its way to the ground and I was pleading with Bill to stick his cock in me. I didn’t care if we got caught at that point, I needed him. He reassured me he would take care of me but I would have to wait a bit.
We snuck back along the path bypassing our cabana and heading to number 5 occupied by Tim and Sarah. Peering through their bedroom window, we didn’t see anything. We snuck around to the patio where we could see into the living room. Sure enough, a naked Sarah was on her knees in front of Tim. She was obviously pleasuring him and had one hand between her own legs. Bill and I had to kneel down behind some bushes to keep from giving our position away. Bill was behind me, as usual, only this time he was cupping my breasts and messaging my nipples through my blouse. He knows this turns me on almost as much as fingering my pussy and soon I was pushing my ass back against his groin. He responded by unbuttoning my blouse. I was expecting him to pinch my nipples, an activity I encourage, but instead I felt him slipping my blouse over my shoulders and down my arms. I momentarily felt nervous and exposed, but he cupped my breasts again and pushed his pants covered cock against my ass and my nervousness disappeared. Like my skirt, my blouse was left on the ground as I snuck naked to the last cabana.
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