Savannah's Next Chapter Pt. 02

When I left my audition, I felt a card in my pocket. It had the name Joe and a number. That was it. I didn't see anyone put it there, but I had to assume it was one of the male actors from the session. I filed it in the back of my wallet and mind. Might come in handy someday.

Sasha listed me on the secure website. I didn't see it at first, but Carissa told me it appeared and I looked hot! Sasha had advised I would be Vanna Blue on the site. She wanted girls to have a first name similar to our actual name, so we would be more likely to remember. The Blue surname was a play off of Vanna White. Very creative.

So I waited for my first assignment.

It was almost 3 weeks later, and I was thinking I may never get the call from Sasha. I thought everything had gone well. I met with Carissa and looked at my website profile and I looked like a porn star, sucking cock with glee. But I started thinking I may not be as desirable as I had hoped. It's a strange feeling being disappointed that you can't cheat on your husband as quickly as you desired. Uuugh, I must be messed up in the head.

But the contact finally did arrive. I was to be ready at 1PM on a Thursday for the pickup. That was all I got.

I dressed casually, as I had been told my outfits would be provided, but I did my hair and makeup. Once again, I could hardly believe I was primping so intently and so anxious to go get used by a man I didn't know. I couldn't help it; I was very excited and nervous.

The car arrived at 1, I entered, and I was taken to the same location as the audition, Sasha lair. Bebe answered the door to room 2, and ushered me in. She brought e to Sasha.

'Hello, slut.' and she laughed. 'I make joke, but truth in jest, no?'

I made a nervous laughed and said, 'Most certainly.'

'So you ready for your first date?'

'I am. What can you tell me?'

'This is special situation. I was not sure this best to do on first time, but client insist. Like your pictures and wanted "fresh meat", he say. So he pick you.'

'Oh, well that's a good start.'

'This is very important client. He work at Plaza hotel, concierge. He has regular customers that stay there and want action. He arrange. We do many business with him, so any mistake is big issue. Don't want to risk future business, understand?'

'Um, yes, I do understand.' Geez, that's a lot of pressure. So the concierge arranges hookers for hotel customers through Sasha. If I mess this up, he might start using some other 'service'. Well, I told myself I better perform.

Sasha went through the logistics. The concierge was Dmitry, I would ask for him and he would advise what to do. She had no idea of the situation, other than that, and turned me over to Bebe.

'Don't fuck this up!' Sasha warned as she left me, then turned around and laughed again. 'Or maybe you better get fucked up good, yes?'

'Oh yes!' I replied, sounding too juvenile.

Bebe had an outfit ready. She liked my hair and makeup, so it was only about the clothes. She had a garter and stocking set ready to go. It was strappy and the matching bra, if you call it that, had the same straps but cut outs for cups, my breasts were bare. I slipped into a skintight, stretchy dress that was incredibly short. Then I pulled on a jacked over the dress that was longer than the dress. 5 inch heels for footwear and I was ready (except it was a challenge to 2walk on those heels). Bebe gave me a clutch equipped with anal lube and sent me off.

The car pulled up to the Plaza and the doorman came to open the door. The driver gave me a card with his number and told me to text when I was ready to return. I put the card in my clutch, exited the car and walked to the front. The doormen opened doors for me and I coyly smiled and nodded approval. I looked for the concierge desk and found it, there was a man and a woman there.

'Can I assist you madame?' the woman inquired.

'Yes, I am looking for Dmitry, I was told he had tickets for me.' Sasha had said to not look, act, or sound too obvious and I thought the ticket thing might be a good ruse. I was winging it already.

She gave me a look over and headed away, seemingly to get Dmitry.

Dmitry arrived and smiled broadly and said, 'Vanna, so good to meet you. Yes, yes, I have made the arrangements and have the tickets.'

He was good, already making the ticket thing sound real.

'Thank goodness, it is very important.' I replied.

'Please follow me and I'll inform on everything.'

We walked to an area of the lobby that had more privacy and sat.

He handed me an envelope, which could look like tickets to anyone observing, but instead had a room key.

'The men are in suite 1901. When you leave me, I will point to the restrooms, and you will go there. When you come out, turn right to head to elevators and not back through lobby. Use the key to enter the rom, do not knock. Act like it's your room, I'll let the men know you are on the way.'

'These men are very important, you must do well, anything they desire. This important. Understand.'

'Yes Dmitry, I won't let you down.'

'You just make sure they stay up, and happy.' and with that he stood and pointed to the restrooms.

I walked to the restroom, checked myself out, and exited to the elevators. Show time.

As I entered the elevator, I wondered what he meant by 'men'. How many? A gang bang in a Plaza suite sounded fun but seemed a bit ghetto for such a posh place. Never mind, read and react, just do your job.

As the elevator ascended, I started thinking about my entry. Am I confident and frisky, sophisticated and mysterious, shy and submissive. Oh, geez, why am I making this so complicated.

I went with confident and frisky.

'Hello boys, your sex toy has arrived!' I announced as I entered the suite with my arm swaying over my head.

The place was massive for a hotel room, well a 2 bedroom suite. One man was standing at a bar pouring a drink and the other drinking one on the sofa. The man at the bar turned to look at me and the sofa man stopped drinking and stared. Neither said anything or even smiled.

Oh, boy. The entry may have been too much.

I walked to the bar, removed my jacket, and set it on the bar. There I was, looking all whorey and hoping for some acceptance. Bar man walked over and takes my arms. He lifted them up and looked at my body.

'Very nice.'

He moved to my side and turned me to look at my ass, then placed his hand on my ass and started feeling me. Ass, legs, up my back, his other hand working my front, stomach then tits.

I reached down to his crotch and started rubbing.

'You want drink? Vodka?'

'No thanks, I just want you men. That's enough for me.'

'Take off dress while I pour another.'

The man on the sofa walked over to the bar and I removed my dress. At this point, I was basically naked. Yes I had on a garter, bra, stockings, and heels, but no panties and the bra had no cups. My breasts and pussy were fully exposed. Basically I was naked with a bunch of leather straps abound my torso. Surprisingly, I felt amazing, no reservations, completely comfortable showcasing my goods to totally random men.

Slut mode time!

The men were rather young, maybe in their 30's or early 40's. They weren't Russian oligarchs, but who knows, maybe they were offspring. They obviously had money. Maybe Russian mob?

I had to stop thinking about that, but I was standing there just waiting and my mind was racing a bit.

The men downed the vodka in one pull and turned to me.

'You sure you don't want drink?'

'Yes, I'm just here to please you.'

That sounded rehearsed, but I was still learning.

'Come here.'

I moved to the men at the bar, and they started caressing my body, hands all over. I reached down to stroke them and felt them getting hard, they were already on their way so maybe my look was already a hit!

Both men pulled away, undid their pants and pulled out their cocks. They moved back into me, and I grabbed a cock in each hand and started stroking as they played with me. They had nice cocks, not like my audition men but larger than normal, 7 inches I'd guess with one very thick. I was going to enjoy filling my mouth with that!

'You know what you are?' I was asked.

What I am? Huh?

'I'm your slut for the day.'

'Yes, our warmup slut. We have beautiful women tonight, you get us ready for the main event.'

'Sure, I like that. I get you first.' I said.

'Maybe someday you can be main event, yes?'

'A girl can wish.'

With that and with hard cocks in my hands and fingers moving inside me, I knew they were ready and so was I. I started to drop to my knees.

'Stop. You do as told. Anyone say to give blowjob?'

'No Sir, I apologize.' I offered weakly. Was I blowing it (no pun intended) already?

'Turn and grab bar.'

I tuned to the bar and put my hands on the edge. One man moved behind me so I spread my legs. I felt him positioning his cock. I was already more than wet and ready for his entry. He eased into me.

'Ah, nice pussy slut.' He said as he started pumping me.

I wasn't sure if I should talk, maybe talk dirty or offer encouragement, or just be quiet. I decide to talk.

'Oh your so big. Fuck me babe, that's so nice.' I purred.

'Yes, you like Russian cock.'

He started thrusting into me harder and I let him know I felt it with guttural reactions.

'My friend's turn.'

He pulled out and the other guy replaced him cock deep inside me. This was more than exciting, two guys taking turns on my drenched pussy in a Plaza suite. I started to orgasm as he pumped my harder.

They alternated on me a few times. It was seriously erotic and I let them know how pleasured I was with moans, purrs, and near screams.

I assumed the current partner would be climaxing soon but instead he pulled out and said, 'This way.'

He grabbed my arm as I stood and walked me to the sofa where he sat down.

'Get on.' He commanded.

I knew what he meant. I straddled him, reached down to grab his cock, and pulled him inside me as I let me weight push his cock deep into me. I started bouncing on him, again thinking he was ready to blow.

Instead, his friend came over behind me and started rubbing my ass with his cock.

I slowed and said, 'There is anal lube in my clutch, babe. You'll enjoy it more.'

I had set my clutch on the bar, and he moved over to it and removed the lube. As I bounced on my partner, he returned and squirted a generous portion on my ass and I assume, his cock. I had my hands behind me, pulling my ass cheeks apart.

He positioned his cockhead at my entrance and pushed in as I stopped fucking the first guy.

'Ah, nice tight ass. Grab with ass cheeks whore.'

I tightened my ass, as he commanded as he started fucking me deeper and deeper. With that the sofa man started thrusting up into me.

Once again, I was in ecstasy and let them know it. It may have sounded painful, but I was in bliss. Getting DP'd at the Plaza, YES! I orgasmed so hard I was shaking.

Backdoor partner pulled my arms back, forcing me to arch my back. He reached under one arm and grabbed the other and pulled me close to him. He positioned his face in my neck and grabbed my throat as he aggressively pumped my ass.

"Take it up ass, slut. You want it like this.'

'YES!' I erupted, again way too enthusiastically.

He only was more charged and abused my tight asshole more as my fuck partner grabbed my breasts and pinched my nipples. I was certain the thick cock was in my ass as it was stretching me incredibly.

All of the sudden he let go and pulled out.

'Turn around.'

I got off my sofa partner, flipped around, straddled my fuck partner and eased him back into me. I was now facing the backdoor man. He pulled me forward. It was all very sudden, but the images still burn in my head.

His cock looked huge, his bulbous helmet looked like it was ready to explode, swollen and red. He buried it in my mouth, grabbed my head and started fucking my mouth hard. I could no longer fuck the other guy and don't know if he was thrusting into me, when the member in my mouth started throbbing.

My climaxing partner held my head as he pumped his load into my mouth, my lips locked around his shaft. I was swallowing as he came, which was a full-time job! It was a luscious delivery.

As he weakened, he relaxed his grip on my head and I pulled back and grabbed the base of his shaft as I stroked his cock with my lips. He managed a last spurt then grabbed me by the chin, pulled my head off, and lifted my chin to face him.

'Swallow.'

I already had but closed my lips and made an exaggerated swallow, closing my eyes, then looked back at him.

He smiled as I took him back in my mouth then licked his shaft clean.

I started riding my fuck partner hard, rocking my ass up and down as he held my hips.

'Up.' he blurted out.

I rose quickly as did he. He pushed down on my shoulder, which I knew meant to get on my knees. I did, opening my mouth to take him in. He grabbed my head and fucked hard, for little time before he blew his load.

I accumulated his load as throb after throb deposited thick goo on my tongue. I kept my lips tight on his shaft and my tongue working the underside of his cock as he held my head and pumped his creamy deposit into my willing mouth.

He let out a final 'arrggg' and I looked up at him. I pulled off and opened my mouth to show the massive cum soup.

'Swallow.'

I closed my mouth and eyes and made a big gulp. This time I wasn't acting. I opened my eyes, looked up with my mouth open, showed my cum-free tongue.

I then grabbed his cock, pulled him back in my mouth to suck off the last of the cum and saliva, licked his shaft and then moved down and kissed his balls.

'Good slut.' He offered as he looked down on me.

I took that as a 5-star review.

The men stood at the bar as I pulled myself into a sitting position on the sofa. It hit me that they were fully naked but had no recollection of them undressing. Then I figured when I was at the bar, one was fucking me while the other undressed. Mystery solved.

I was still fully clothed, or mostly naked, depending on your perspective. Stocking and heels and leather straps all around but my swollen pussy and red breasts fully exposed. I was actually in decent shape but still needed a washing. I was wet in my ass and pussy from the lube and my orgasms. My face and neck were wet from the final face fuck, my eyes had watered and I knew my makeup had run. I stood up and. The men looked at me.

I pointed to the hallway, which I assumed led to the bedrooms.

'Bathroom?'

'Da.'

I went down the hall and into the first bedroom and the ensuite. It was massive, all marble, wow!. I took my time and ran the hot water on to a washcloth and wiped myself. It felt wonderful. I had no 'tools' so cleaning the makeup, fixing my hair, was all laborious and not nearly 100% successful. But I wiped myself down and decided I was presentable.

There was a full-length mirror in the bath and as I turned to leave, I saw my head-to-toe self, for the first time.

Wow!

I looked amazing in the outfit. So sexy and very slutty, but a sophisticated slutty. I couldn't help but smile and just kept staring.

It suddenly hit me; I was a full fledged prostitute. Sure, being a cheating slut wife was good, or bad, enough, but this took my fantasy to a whole 'nother level. I was a hooker, call girl, slut for hire. I got a tingle in my cunt. I wanted more from the boys.

Slut mode.

I walked out and swayed up to the men. They turned as they were raising their glasses. I immediately dropped to my knees and positioned a cock in each hand. They were limp but I was determined to eliminate that obstacle.

'OK slut, you need more, yes?'

I pulled his limp dick into my mouth and looked up at him. I pulled off.

'Oh yes. Can you help me?'

'What a fucking whore.' He laughed and clinked glasses with his partner, who I was stroking as well. 'Seems like we will need to allow this horny bitch to have her way.'

I smiled and went back to work.

After many minutes of alternating blowing the men and stroking them, they were beginning to reach full erection.

'Come to bedroom.'

They moved away, I got up and followed them.

We went into the first bedroom, and I could see their cocks were still at attention. The bedcover was pulled off and the men got on the bed on their knees, I followed suit. They sandwhiched me and started caressing my body. It felt wonderful. I tried to reach for their cocks but they were pressed so hard into me that I could, so I put my arm around one neck and petted the thigh of the guy behind me.

'American whore's like to suck cock. Don't you slut.'

'I love to suck cock.'

He laughed and said something in Russian, and the other guy laughed as well.

'On hands and knees.' was said as they moved away from me so I could comply.

I complied and soon had a cock in my mouth and one in my pussy. I rocked them, back and forth, savoring the feeling. They did not assist, letting me do the stimulating. They began to talk in Russian and had several laughs. It was easy to become self-conscious, maybe I was doing something wrong, maybe I wasn't stimulating them???

After a quick Russian phrase, they pulled out and switched places. I went to work swaying between them, doing the heavy lifting. I now had the bigger cock in my mouth, and I was challenged to get that thick bad boy deep into my throat. I think Mr. Thick Dick recognized my troubles and grabbed my head, thrusting into me.

I gagged and almost threw up, coming out coughing and gasping.

They had a big laugh on that.

Back into my mouth and this time, he was in charge. He pulled me to him, and I did my best deep throat action. It took three tries, my eyes were watering, I was near crying, saliva and bile gushing from my mouth, but I took him down. Rather he forced himself all the way down.

He pulled out and they switched again. I could swear the other guy's dick grew, or maybe my throat being abused made it more sensitive, but I had trouble again. However, he was not concerned, holding my head and forcing his way down. Another good round of laughter.

By now I was a mess but fully ready for the deep throats. I knew I would perform to their liking. But I didn't realize they were about to get much more aggressive.

They guy in my mouth pulled my head into his stomach and held it there with one hand, then pinched my nostrils with the other hand. I was helpless and struggling, I couldn't breath. I reached my hand up and squeezed his thigh.

'What wrong slut, you don't like to suck dick?'

I squeezed harder. He let up and I pulled off and gasped for air. My pussy was now being pounded by Thick Dick as I struggled to get more oxygen into my lungs.

Something was said in Russian and both men had another laugh.

A hand was placed on my head, so I opened my mouth to take him in. I knew I couldn't slap my partner when I was in distress, so I thought the thigh squeeze was my best option. He did the same.

Before I was challenged, I acted like I was in distress, squirming and squeezing his thigh. I figured he'd make me suffer longer but let up, so starting that process sooner than later was the plan. It worked. It was taxing and not funny, not for me, but he was getting very aroused. I could feel his cock swelling.

Then they switched again. I was about to have a repeat with Thick Dick. I certainly did, although he didn't do the nostril thing as intently, instead just holding me into his stomach. I faked distress again and it continued to work, to some extent. But I was getting distracted by the back door.

After fucking away on me, he pulled out and started slapping my ass. Harder and harder. I could feel what I knew would be severe redness, if not welts. It was beginning to get painful when he stopped.

'You like rough, slut?'

I had a cock in my mouth, there was no answering.

I felt the lube, I guess they had carried it into the bedroom, squirted on my ass and seconds later the anal penetration. He punished my ass as the cock in my throat cut off air supply. One or the other would pull out and slap me, in my face or ass, and shove their cock back in, drilling either end to their pleasure.

I was ready to cry for help, but knew this was what the rough sex part of the assignment entailed. I had to endure, and I did.

It seemingly went on for hours but was probably 15 minutes. They traded places again and Thick Dick destroyed my ass while the instigator eliminated my dreams of breathing again. I was in pain, I was sure I would pass out in the next minute, but I made it, then the next minute, then the next, each one longer than the one before.

Suddenly they pulled out and pushed me over on to my back. Thick dick spread my legs and entered my pussy and started fucking away. Mr. Aggression got on my face, pinned my arms with his legs, and positioned his cock at my mouth. I sucked him in, praying he would cum. He didn't.

I was doing my best to stroke his member with my lips, as he was holding my head, pulling me into his stomach and back with my hair. Again, the pain was there but I was helpless.

Finally, he pulled out and stroked himself until he blasted his manhood on my face. It was not a huge load, but it was enough to feel the stickiness and blobs rolling down to my neck. He got off and said something in Russian.

Thick Dick quickly replaced him and I went through the same exercise with hm, until he jerked off on my face.

Neither time did I clean them up. I was spent. I think they were more pleased with themselves because I was so bruised, rather than grateful for their cumming in my mouth earlier.

They got off the bed and started leaving the room.

'Clean up and dress.' I was told.

The rest is as expected. Cleaning myself in the bathroom, inspecting my face and backside, which were seriously red. How would I explain this to my husband? I started to stress a bit but gained composure and returned to get dressed.

Getting dressed was finding my dress near the bar, sliding it on, and putting on my jacket. I grabbed my clutch, not worrying about the lube and was ready to leave.

'May I leave Sir?' I asked. I figured I should be as submissive and polite as I could.

Mr. Aggressive came in close to me.

'American slut still like sucking cock?'

'You were both wonderful. I hope I see you again.'

Both men had a final laugh and I left.