With a sudden urgency, Harry pushed her onto the bed, the soft sheets cool against her skin. She landed with a soft gasp, her legs spreading wide as he loomed over her.
His eyes raked over her body, taking in the sight of her glistening pussy, her perky breasts heaving with her rapid breaths. He raised her legs, placing them on his shoulders, his thick, full cock poised at her entrance.
“Ready for me, Bitch?” he growled, his voice a low rumble.
She nodded, her eyes locked on his, her body aching for him. “Yeah,” she whispered, her voice hoarse with need.
He didn’t hesitate. With a single, powerful thrust, he shoved his cock into her tight hole, burying himself to the hilt. Rhoda screamed, the sensation overwhelming—a mix of pain and pleasure that left her breathless.
Harry’s cock filled her, and her walls gripped him, clenching around his thickness, and he groaned, his head falling back as he savoured the tightness of her pussy.
Harry began to move, his strokes relentless, his hips pistoning in a brutal rhythm. Rhoda cried out with each thrust, her nails digging into the sheets as he pounded her mercilessly.
Every inch of her skin is tingling. He was everywhere, his presence overwhelming, his dominance absolute.
His hands gripped her thighs as he rammed into her with fierce strokes. Her screams turned to wails. Their bodies slapped together in a rhythm of raw lust, the sound echoing in the dimly lit room. her moans mingling with his grunts as he fucked her with abandon.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity, he slowed, his thrusts becoming deeper, more deliberate. Then he pulled out his cock and tapped it over her wet pussy.
It made a squelching sound. He tapped harder and faster over her erect pussy and swollen pussy. “Cum for me, Bitch,” he commanded, his voice a harsh whisper. Then he drove in and started pounding hard again.
She couldn’t hold herself; she obeyed, her body trembling as her orgasm ripped through her, waves of pleasure crashing over her like a tidal wave.
Her pussy clenched around him, milking his cock, and he groaned, his own release following swiftly. He came with a roar, his cum shooting deep inside her, filling her completely.
They collapsed onto the bed, breathless and spent, their bodies glistening with sweat. Harry pulled her close, his still-hard cock pressed against her thighs, his arm draped possessively around her waist.
She smiled, a satisfied sigh escaping her lips as she rested her head on his chest, listening to the steady thump of his heart. If only she heard an idea of what was going on in his heart.
Rhoda’s mind, however, drifted elsewhere. Her thoughts wandered to her lover, Frank, who was likely sitting at home, oblivious to her current action.
She imagined him waiting for her call, his voice warm and steady, unaware that she was here, naked and sated, in the arms of a stranger.
Guilt gnawed at her, a sharp, insistent ache that threatened to overshadow the pleasure she had just experienced. But it was pushed aside by the weight of Harry’s gaze as he turned his head to look at her.
A mischievous grin spread across his face. His eyes, dark and hungry, seemed to drink her in, as if he could never get enough. “Rhoda, how about a better offer?” he said in his pure British accent.
“You take all three of us tonight, my friends in the other room,” He murmured, his voice low and dangerous, “And I’ll pay you three times more the actual amount. What do you say?”
Her throat went dry. Rhoda’s heart skipped a beat. She hesitated, her breath catching in her throat.
“That’s not what we agreed on. If you need more ladies, I have contacts, i can put a call through and have a lorry load of girls down to the hotel for your friends.
Harry shrugged. “I know…. But it is you I want, and you might want to think again, if I pay five times more.” he leaned in, a lazy smile on his lips
Rhoda was quiet for a while. She considered the offer. Would she be able to do this, take on these three men? Did Jessica set her up for this tempting offer, or did this man just decided to play dirty?
This wasn’t part of the deal. This wasn’t what she had signed up for. These men would devour her and drain life out of her, and would leave Frank. She made up her mind, she smiled and shook her head slowly.
“Please, can we just stick to the initial plan?” she said quietly. She was getting uncomfortable with his persistence. What if she refused? What would happen? She would definitely not be able to fight all three of them.
Harry smiled again; his smile was innocent and plain. “Ten times more, Rhoda”, he said. Ten times more was fucking high, a large amount of money than she had ever imagined having.
Rhoda hesitated. Ten times! Her stomach fluttered — not with excitement, but with dread. She thought of Frank, his clean laughter, the wedding dress she had marked in the magazine.
But then, the thought of the cash tipped the scales. Then she thought of the insane zeroes. And all the things she could do with that amount of money. She could do it, like she had said, collect the money and go.
Rhoda settled within herself. She believed she could handle all three of them, after all in her early days as a hooker, she had handled more than three men in a night. The only difference was that she had never done more than one at a time.
And now she was about to take on three men in a night. Her conscience screamed, but her voice betrayed her. She nodded, her lips parting in silent agreement, her body already humming with anticipation
“You pay first,” she said.
Harry grinned and reached for his phone. He requested her account details and a few seconds later, her phone buzzed.
Transfer received. Rhoda stared at the screen. She wanted to cry, to scream; she had never received that large sum of money in her entire life — she requested the drink she had rejected earlier.
“Whiskey,” she said. “And a cigarette.” She needed it, something to take her mind far away and prepare her for what she was about to get into.
Harry sprang up from the bed and left the room. Moments later, he returned with a bottle of whiskey and a cigarette, followed by the two other men—Demo and Kes.
They had weed between their fingers and a bottle of wine too. The air in the room seemed to shift, charged with a new kind of energy.
Rhoda took drags from the cigarette and swallowed quick gulps of whiskey straight from the bottle.
She reminded herself it was a sign-out job. One last deal before she began her new life. But somewhere deep inside, a part of her already knew nothing clean ever comes from going back.
Demo’s massive, curved cock was already in his hand, his grip firm and confident, as if he knew exactly what he was doing.
While Kes stood behind, his semi-erect shaft swung lazily between his legs, a stark contrast to Demo’s bold display.
Rhoda’s gaze flicked between the three men, her breath quickening. She felt a surge of nervous excitement, a mix of fear and desire that coiled low in her belly. The guys needed stimulation and started by feeling and probing her body and openings.
Hands on her breasts, ass, thighs, inside her already wet pussy and then a thumb in her ass. Rhoda gasped and continued to encourage and stroke them one after the other, as she rushed the whiskey and drew on the cigarette.
She had to admit it, she loves sucking cock, she loved the taste without a word, she dropped to her knees, her eyes locked onto the cocks now pointed directly at her.
She opened her mouth, hungry and willing, her lips parting as she took in the sight of their throbbing flesh.
Demo stepped forward first, his presence dominating the space.
Rhoda reached out and involuntarily smiled from ear to ear, her fingers brushing against his thick, curved cock. It was heavier than she expected, the weight of it pulling at her hand as she guided it toward her mouth.
She opened wide, her lips stretching to accommodate his girth, her tongue flicking out to taste the salty pre-cum that glistened at the tip.
Then she pushed her head into his shaft, and he entered her throat. Demo’s cock in her mouth was really large. he had a huge cock, and she had to stop trying to force it all in.
The other two men flanked her so she could grab each cock and stroke while she feasted on Demo’s meat. Waiting eagerly for their turn.
Soon he was using her mouth like a puss,y and she was able to swallow him. Rhoda worked him into the back of her mouth to her throat entrance and pushed him into her throat. She gagged a bit and pulled back.
Demo groaned, a deep, guttural sound that vibrated through her. His hands tangled in her hair, his grip firm but not rough, as he thrust forward, burying himself deep in her mouth. Rhoda gagged, her eyes watering as he fucked her face mercilessly.
She tried to adjust, her throat constricting around his thickness, but he was relentless, his hips snapping forward with a force that left her breathless.
Slowly, Rhoda withdrew from Demo and moved to her right hand and took in Kes. His cock now fully erect, a sleek, throbbing length that contrasted sharply with Demo’s bulk. He was as long as the others, maybe longer, but not quite as thick.
Rhoda opened her mouth again, her tongue swirling around his shaft, her lips closing tightly around him. Her mouth didn’t fill as he pushed to her throat. She closed her eyes, and her throat loosened as he slid into bliss.
There she was with her nose on his belly and his hand on the back of her head.
Written by Tito
