West Palm Slut Daylight Fading Ch. 03

It was the first day of March Madness. Normally I would have taken off the first Thursday of the tournament to drink and watch basketball, but money was tight and I needed every shift I could get.

Unfortunately, I was relegated to mostly day shifts and today was no different. It was lunchtime and the bar was emptier than I had hoped with only a scattering of men watching the basketball games.

Bill was at his normal spot at one end of the bar. I stopped and chatted with him for a while but left his side of the bar to Emily after he made a remark asking if I had gained a 'February Fifteen."

My favorite customers today were Chad and Andre. They were in town for a bachelor party. Their group was golfing in Boca today and traveling up to West Palm on Friday for more golf and partying before returning home Sunday. Chad and Andre did not golf so they had decided to party in West Palm and meet up with their friends tomorrow.

Andre was cute. He had beautiful black skin and eyes shaped in a manner that Led me to believe he was part Asian. Chad was white but you could have just called him tan. He had a perfect tan and a thick head of hair which was stylishly spiked upward.

Chad had a price of paper laying on the bar which detailed all games he had placed bets on. The three of us had agreed that we would do a shot for each one of the bets he won. By six o'clock we had taken five shots which was a lot considering Chad had only bet on eight games.

Chad and Andre left to go grab some dinner and rest up for tomorrow but not before I gave Andre my telephone number.

My shift went on for another two hours and as more regulars shuffled in, so did a few people I hadn't seen in a while. Shane had arrived by himself and sat at the bar. I hadn't seen him in nearly two years. Happy hour drinks had turned into sex but I had not heard from him since. As my shift was ending, TJ arrived with a few friends I did not notice. We made eye contact but I made no effort to talk to him.

I wrapped up my shift and as I walked out to my car my phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Kelly. This is Chad. I'm having some drinks in our hotel room. Want to meet up when you get off work?"

"Where's Andre?"

"He's here but he's passed out. Too many shots, not enough food."

"I just got off work. Which hotel?"

Chad told me the hotel and I met him in the lobby. He was wearing tight plaid shorts which were too short for my liking but had become fashionable. He was drunk and he had some ketchup on the corner of his mouth which I politely wiped off with my finger before heading up to the room.

The hotel room had two double beds and a chair in the far corner. Sure enough, Andre was passed out in the bed closest to the door. Liquor bottles and mixers lined the dresser and I took it upon myself to pour a strong Red Bull vodka before sitting on the chair. Chad sat on his bed, leaning back against the headboard. In between watching the basketball games I found my eyes drifting over to Chad. His legs were muscular and the tan impossibly matched the tone of his arms and face.

Chad got out of the bed and made himself another drink.

"Want one Kelly?"

"Yeah, sure. Red Bull vodka."

He walked over and handed me the glass and I could see his tight shorts had become even tighter. He stood before me, unwavering, his shorts at eye level.

"What about Andre?" I whispered.

"He's passed out. Plus I can just throw covers over us."

"Fine," I agreed, "but make it quick."

We both quickly undressed and crawled under the covers. I pulled the covers entirely over my head and went down on Chad. He was an average five and a half inches from my guess although it was hard to judge with accurately under the darkness of the covers. The measurement was coming solely from my mouth and its experience with various sizes. It was getting hot under the covers and I was feeling claustrophobic so I emerged from the covers and pushed them to the end of the bed.

I quickly mounted Chad and guided him into me. As I danced my hips on top of him I leaned over and played with his hair as I had wanted to do all night. I could feel my tits hanging and swaying with each canter on his dick. The headboard was banging against the wall of the hotel room in a rhythmic fashioned with each of my gyrations.

Out of the corner of my eyes I noticed Andre had woken up. He hadn't moved but I could see his eyes were open and cautiously looking in our direction. I didn't care. I liked the attention, especially coming from him. Without letting him know I was aware he was awake, I leaned back and grabbed and massaged my breasts, increasing the moans as I rode Chad harder.

"Do you want me to give you guys some privacy?" Andre interrupted.

I grabbed the covers and threw them over Chad and I, feigning shock and surprise.

"No, you're cool," Chad said as he grabbed my hand and led me naked across the room and into the bathroom.

"I'm so embarrassed," I lied to Chad.

Chad shut the door and didn't say a word. Instead he spun me around and bent me over the bathroom counter. He wasted to time re-entering me. What Chad lacked in size he made up for with power. His hard thrusts made my ass and body jiggle. I could see my reflection in the mirror and did not like what I saw. I was no longer skinny and I could see my skin and fat swirl around. My tits had grown slightly too and they swung erratically, hanging down like utters. I would have covered my face with my hands had they not been occupied on the bathroom counter stabilizing myself. I hadn't used cocaine in nearly two months and I had decided, for the sake of my body and weight, I would need to. I couldn't watch myself anymore.

"Are you close?" I asked.

"Yes."

I pushed him out of me and knelt before him on the bathroom floor.

"I want you to cum in my mouth," I gasped, taking him into my mouth and aggressively sucking him.

"Not like that," Chad said as he pushed my mouth off of him.

His left hand held my cheek and chin while he jerked his dick with his right.

"Open your mouth."

I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue. Chad deposited a load onto it before moving to my cheek and lips, leaving the rest. They weren't steams of cum but rather deposits which dripped out of his dick in a less aggressive manner.

"Back to the games?" Chad asked.