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Chapter 64 Pool Deck Rug Munch
Portia slipped the special tool from her manicure kit into the tiny slot of the Croft and Adams dildo and gave it a twist. At the sound of the click followed by the hiss of escaping inert gas, she glanced over at a sleeping Lou. He didn’t move.
He’d passed out on the bed as soon as they reached their cabin. Playing the role of a good whore, Portia had removed his shoes and clothes. At the moment, he was lying naked with one hand cupping his balls while his snores filled the oversized space.
Portia had managed to get her bag of sex toys through the Cardozo brother’s security without a problem. Security had taken one look inside the bag of lubricant and body fluid coated strapons, smiled at Portia and quickly handed it back.
Weeks ago, Mike called a meeting of the Posse and its whore auxiliaries to inform everyone Cardozo’s security was extremely tight. They would have to pass through metal detectors and the luggage would be searched then passed through some very sophisticated bomb detection sensors. There would even be a bomb-sensing dog running around sniffing their luggage. That was the first time Portia had ever met any of the Posse other than Mike and Lou.
“I got an email from Enrique Camarado, the head of security for the Cardozos, no guns or knives,” said Mike at their final meeting. “No weapons of any kind are allowed on board.”
“Hey, I don’t go anywhere without my piece,” said Bobby patting the nine millimeter semi-automatic under his jacket.
“You have to leave it on the plane,” said Mike.
“How about I keep mine in my suitcase,” asked Lou?
“Absolutely no weapons allowed. This is not something to fuck around with. You could queer the whole deal,” said Mike.
“How about drugs,” asked Chloe?
“There will be plenty of drugs on the boat. Leave the blow on the plane too,” said Mike.
“Are we going to be strip searched,” asked Wynona laughing?
“Possibly, these guys are professionals. The British SAS trained Enrique and his staff; so don’t do anything stupid like stuff your cunt full of coke,” said Mike.
“What’s the matter, Wynona, hoping some hot Latino sticks his hand up your snatch,” asked Brad laughing?
“I was hoping he would stick something else up there,” said Wynona spreading her legs wide and rubbing her hand over her panty covered crotch.
“I have never had a cavity search. Have any of you?” asked Katyln.
“When Mark took me to meet his dad for his birthday conjugal visit, a prison matron at Bridgewater searched my cavities. She seemed to enjoy her work,” said Stacy. “The surprise was a male guard watched the whole thing.”
“My holes were searched at Trenton juvie. The police picked me for a curfew violation. After this sixty-year-old matron stuck her hands in my box, she offered to let me ago if I met her later for lesbian sex. Since I was trying to get a scholarship to a good college, I happily agreed. It’s still the oldest rug I ever munched,” said Portia.
“Essex County Jail, three, no four times,” said Chloe. “They were very mean to me and a group of the male guards watched the whole thing. They even took pictures.”
“That’s why they’re being sued. Dumb shits searched a judge’s wife for a minor traffic violation. It was all over the Globe,” said Zack.
“My first and not last was in the Los Angeles Center for Juvenile Offenders, I was only fourteen and scared shitless,” said Wynona. “The matron was a real sadist too. She reached in so far I thought her hand was coming out my mouth.”
“You girls have had so many life expanding experiences,” said Katyln.
“I brought some latex gloves. After we’re on the yacht, Katyln, I’ll show you how its done,” said Portia. “We girls can have a fist fucking session.”
“In Kiev, all the lesbians love the fist. I’m used to it,” said Veronika.
“Before you sluts get undressed and start sticking your hands in each other’s cunt, I have a few more things to discuss,” said Mike icily.
Stacy could tell from his demeanor the trip was very important to him. She had long ago realized he was ambitious and the prospect of advancing from a local corrupt official to a national one had him both excited and worried.
Portia had to admit their search had been as thorough as Mike predicted. Katyln seemed almost disappointed at the lack of cavity searches. As soon as they got off the helicopter, they had to pass through a metal detector. The black shirted security personnel carefully searched the luggage. Other guards methodically patted everyone down. A bomb-sniffing dog had taken one whiff of Portia’s bag of dildos then moved on to the next piece of luggage.
On the flight down, Lou had overdone the scotch and cocaine. He collapsed across the bed as soon as they reached their cabin. While Lou slept Portia removed the powerful Semtex explosives from the core of each strapon dildo along with the detonator. It was something she had practiced multiple times. The silver dildo contained a disassembled all ceramic nine millimeter pistol and a full magazine of bullets. It’s ceramic composition made it undetectable to the metal sensors.
Portia quickly assembled the bomb then the pistol. She planned to slip the pistol to Stacy at the first opportunity. Making sure the bomb was not armed she pressed the remote detonator to test the signal. The red light flickered off and the green one on. An LCD counter slowly counted down from ten. Test successful, Portia placed both bomb and gun in the false bottom of her suitcase.
“Time to wake up, Lou,” said Portia gently patting the side of his face.
“Let me sleep, Maureen. I’m beat,” said Lou turning over.
“Lou, this is Portia your mistress for the weekend not Maureen your wife. It’s better you keep us straight.”
“Suck my dick, Maureen. You suck it so good. Remember how you used to get me off when were at Revere High,” said Lou reaching into his boxers to retrieve his cock.
“Lou, you need to get up and shower. According to the agenda Esteban prepared, you are supposed to be in a business meeting in the main salon in thirty minutes. I am scheduled to join the other ladies on the pool deck.
“Suck my cock, Maureen, please baby,” said Lou who had begun stroking his cock. “I’m already hard.”
“Will you get up and get dressed if I blow you,” asked Portia noting that Lou’s cock had achieved a degree of erection and he might be easier to deal with if she serviced him orally.
“Yes, I promise. And stick one of those rubber dicks in my ass while you suck me off,” said Lou.
“I love you, baby,” cooed a closed eyed Lou his hand resting on the top of Portia’s head. “You do that so good, Maureen. Nobody sucks my cock better than you.”
“I’m Portia, your fuck toy, Lou. Just relax and enjoy your blowjob,” said Portia windshield wiping her tongue across his balls as her hand stroked his saliva-lubricated shaft. Portia maintained her efforts while reaching for a nearby bottle of lubricant. One handedly, she flipped open the plastic cap with her thumbnail then rotated the bottle to squeeze some of its slippery content into the palm of her hand.
What an accomplished whore I’ve become thought Portia propping the dildo against her thigh then covering the head with the lubricant.
“Oh fuck,” moaned Lou when Portia stuck two lubricant coated fingers in his ass and felt his prostate. Given that Lou’s butthole had already been well fucked on the flight down, it was no problem to loosen his sphincter.
While keeping up a steady rhythm with her mouth and free hand, she positioned the head of the dildo at the center of Lou’s hair ringed sphincter and began to slowly push forward.
“Ooh, that feels good. I love having my ass fucked while you suck me, Maureen,” said Lou exhaling as he raised his legs slightly to better accommodate the now-hollow cylinder that had passed his sphincter and entered his rectum.
A good whore can multi-task thought Portia as she pushed the dildo into Lou’s butthole until the faux balls reached his butt.
“Oh God, that feels good, Maureen. Fuck me long and hard while your suck my dick, you fucking whore,” said Lou still keeping his eyes shut.
“All right, baby, let’s pack your shit,” said Portia drawing the dildo back to where it almost exited his anus then pushing it in as far as it would got. Portia established a rhythm coordinating the dildo with the blowjob.
“Going to blow,” announced Lou after five minutes.
“Give it to me, baby. I want your load,” said Portia focusing her attention on Lou’s piss slit. Lou twisted from side to side as he squirted semen in Portia’s mouth.
“That was fabulous,” said Portia tilting her head back to savor the salty flavor of Lou’s semen. She used her tongue to coat the inside of her mouth before swallowing the remainder.
“Got any more baby juice,” asked Portia as she slipped the dildo back into Lou’s ass. A single drop of semen appeared at the tip of his cock. Portia used the very tip of her tongue to delicately scoop off the last drop.
“You’re the best, Portia,” said Lou finally opening his eyes.
“Better than Maureen?”
“No comparison, she only does it when she wants something,” said Lou. “Last time I blew my load down her throat, she got the couch re-upholstered.”
“I suppose that’s why I’m on one of the world’s largest yachts with you and she’s in Cambridge watching soap operas,” said Portia.
“Yeah, life’s funny, my head’s killing me. Can you get me some aspirin and a cold rag,” said Lou.
Continuing to play the role of dutiful whore, she started the coffee pot then went to the bathroom, and prepared cold and warm washrags.
“Here,” said Portia handing Lou two aspirin and a glass of water. “Rest a moment.” Portia took the glass as Lou fell back on the bed. She gently placed the cold rag on Lou’s face then cleaned his cock with the warm rag.
Twenty minutes later, she managed to push a showered and fully dressed Lou with his hair combed and two cups of strong coffee in his belly out the cabin door.
Christ is that what marriage is like wondered Portia as she stripped off her clothes and hopped in the shower. It’s hard to believe Mike has left his wife and wants Stacy to marry him. Too bad he’s a drug dealing murderous cop because other than that she’s crazy about him and the thing hanging between his legs. If he doesn’t survive the weekend, the question of marriage is moot. There’s also a good chance none of us will live through this.
Portia dried quickly then stepped into the bottom of the bathing suit Stacy had helped her pick out. It’s a good color for me decided Portia looking in the mirror as she slipped the top over her breasts.
I look pretty damn good for a tattooed and pierced Goth girl who’s fucked more men and women than she can remember thought Portia turning side to side as she looked in the mirror.
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“You are very lovely, Stacia,” said Carina lightly touching Stacy’s breast. The two were seated on the edge of the pool.
“Thank you and you are even more beautiful,” said Stacy before embracing Carina for a kiss. “You are the most beautiful women I have ever met.”
“Where are the men,” asked a late arriving Portia looking over the all girl complement lounging topless around the pool deck?
“They’re all in n a meeting,” said Wynona her arm around a pretty Latina who was the wife of one of the aides to Esteban.
“I am Maria. Can I get you something to drink?” said a dark haired beauty stepping forward to greet Portia who quickly realized that all of the Posse women were paired with a female from the Inca Dream. Maria took Portia by the arm and guided her to a small self-service bar.
“Yes, wine would be nice,” said Portia reaching back to untie her top then allowing it to fall.
“These are so pretty,” said Maria touching the metal rings in Portia’s nipples as she handed her a glass of wine.
“So with the men in their meeting, we girls are free to enjoy one another,” said Portia leaning forward to kiss Maria.
In spite of the fact Stacy and the others had participated in a non-stop orgy on the flight to Miami, the six women roused themselves to have sex with the ladies of the Inca Dream. Stacy and Portia attributed the continued sexual activity as the result of the aphrodisiac contained in the lubricant.
Stacy found Carina far more alluring in person than in the picture Sir Charles had shown her. Two years ago in Buenos Aires she had been crowned Miss Universe.
“Let’s put the loungers in a circle with a mat in the middle. We’ll take turns performing. Each girl chooses a partner to have sex with while the rest of us watch and jerk off,” said Katyln demonstrating her gift for organizing group activities.
“I brought my bag of toys in case we need to accessorize,” said Portia pulling a large double-ended dildo out of the bag.
“Let’s go first,” said Carina?
“Most definitely,” said Stacy taking the double dildo from Portia.
Five minutes later, the girls had arranged five double loungers in a circle around a mat. Two girls occupied each lounger. Stacy and Carina sat facing each other with the eighteen-inch double dildo lying between them.
“You two see if you can get your donuts together,” said Katyln lying back on her lounger as pretty young femme named Rosario performed cunnilingus on her.
“Put my end in me and I’ll do you,” said Stacy separating her labia to open her vagina to Carina. Carina covered the dildo head with lubricant provided by Portia then positioned it at Stacy’s entrance. She leaned forward and the two kissed as Carina forced the dildo inside Stacy. Moments later Stacy had done the same for Carina.
“Now slide together until you’re touching clits,” directed Katyln her hands burred in Rosario curls as she pressed the girl’s face against her sex.
“You like these,” asked Portia holding up a string of anal love beads for Maria.
“Oh yes,” replied Maria.
“Tell me when you start to cum and I’ll pull them out slowly to make it last,” said Portia when she finished inserting each of the eight golf ball sized spheres in Maria’s rectum. Portia teased Maria’s sphincter by repeatedly inserting then pulling out the last of the eight.
“They feel so good,” said Maria tightening her muscles to heighten the sensation of having her rectum filled.
“Got anymore of those, Portia” asked Wynona?
“Here, take what you need and pass it on,” said Portia handing Wynona the bag.
“What did you do? Buy out the place,” said Wynona looking in the bag.
“Just a selected few of the toys Stacy and I acquired since we’ve been roommates,” said Portia. “Girl sex takes accessories.”
“This looks interesting. What is it,” asked Wynona pulling a large butt plug attached to a squeeze bulb by rubber tubing?
“That’s an inflatable butt plug. You put it in and pump it up. It doubles in diameter,” said Portia. “It drives me wild when I reach the maximum.”
“Anyone want to have their butthole expanded,” asked Wynona holding the plug up to show the others.
“Me,” said Veronika reaching for the plug. “I’m very anal. All the women in my family love anal.”
“Does that include your mom,” asked Chloe?
“Yes, Mom would not employ a girl who didn’t offer her customers anal,” said Veronika covering the business end of the butt plug with lubricant then handing it to the Latina girl, Carmen, by her side. Carmen proved no stranger to the device as she deftly inserted it in Veronika’s rectum then started to pump the black bulb.
“Does that remind you of home, Veronika,” asked Wynona raising her head from between Carolina’s legs.
“Oh yes, my momma used to make sure we girls had everything we needed to entertain our clients,” said Veronika using her long arm to press on the back of Carmen’s head as the girl noisily licked her sex.
“Give me two of those strapons like we used on plane. Rosario and I are going to fuck the shit out of each other,” said Katyln. “And if any of you want both holes fucked at once, speak up.”
“We’re touching,” said Stacy beginning a gentle rocking motion that rubbed her clitoris against Carina’s. Stacy felt a wave of pleasure wash over her when she looked down to see both of their now erect clits gently nuzzling one another.
“It feels wonderful,” said Carina grinding her sex against Stacy’s.
“How does that feel,” asked Stacy using her core muscles to expel several inches of the double dildo from her vagina.
“Fantastic, I can do that too,” said Carina sending the dildo deeper in Stacy.
“Tantric yoga training, let’s get a rhythm going,” said Stacy inhaling for five counts then contracting her abdominal muscles as she exhaled.
“It’s deep. I love deep penetration,” said Carina reacting to the faux penis’s surge deep into her womb.
“This is terrific,” said Stacy capturing Carina’s nipples in her fingers. Carina sounded a deep moan of pleasure as Stacy combined moving the dildo with pulling and twisting her nipples.
Carina wrapped her arms around Stacy’s waist and pulled hard causing their clitoral area to press together.
“Oh, Consuela, your tongue is driving me crazy,” said Veronika whose butthole was filled with the fully expanded inflatable dildo. A blonde female was tongue-teasing the narrow strip of red hair that formed a rat-tail above her pussy.
This is really hot thought Portia as she slowly extracted the large balls from a climaxing Maria. Suction from Portia’s mouth formed a tight canopy over Maria’s clit. Her tongue swirled around the stiffened nodule occasionally flicking its tip with the end of her tongue.
“Fist me,” begged Maria grabbing Portia’s wrist in an attempt to force more than Portia’s three fingers inside her vagina. Portia complied with her request forcing her entire hand inside the writhing and perspiring Latina who maintained a constant flow of curses in her native Honduran dialect. Once inside. Portia could feel the anal balls travel through Maria’s rectum.
A loud cry of pleasure and pain captured everyone’s attention. Katyln had developed a real taste for strap on sex especially when her partner was the one taking the dildo. Rosario’s face was a mask of ecstasy. The diminutive Latina’s cunt was filled to bursting with a ten inch dildo of impressive girth while Katyln mounted dog style was slamming the strapon in Rosario’s upturned butthole. Rosario’s hand was furiously working her pussy as she accepted the oversized invasion of her orifices.
Stacy could see from the look in Katyln’s eyes she was enjoying herself immensely as she rapidly sodomised the much smaller female.
“Harder,” begged Rosario putting an end to Stacy’s concern Katyln was out of control. “Fuck my ass, harder, I’m your bitch,” pleaded Rosario the tone of her voice conveying a desperate need for Katyln to deliver as much anal sensation as possible.
Stacy heard a noise from overhead and looked upward. Several of the ship’s crew was watching the females from the upper deck. From their uniforms, Stacy concluded they were members of the security and galley crew. The men had their cocks out jerking off as they watched.
“Open wide, Senorita,” yelled one of the cooks leaning out over the railing. His hand was a blur as he jerked his cock.
Stacy smiled at the man then opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue as a tiny shower of pearl drops squirted from two of the cocks. Stacy managed to catch several drops on her tongue that much to the masturbator’s surprise she shared with Carina. Other droplets landed on their breasts, face, and shoulders. Stacy and Carina delighted in licking the drops of semen off one another then smearing the remainder over the body.
Three hefty female members of the galley crew were leaning forward their hands clutching the rail. Their cook’s trousers were down at their ankles. Male crewmen were taking turns penetrating them. The females had pushed up their uniform tops. Their large breasts hung down toward the pool deck swaying back and forth as the crewmen slammed into them.
One of the women was larger and heavier than the other two and did not look Latina in spite of her cold black hair. For a brief instant, Stacy found herself looking directly into the woman’s familiar face before she quickly turned to one side to accept the cock of a fellow crewman.
She’s obviously enjoying what was being done to her and she must resemble someone I’ve met realized Stacy. There’s no way I could know her. It’s not possible I would recognize anyone working on the Inca Dream. Stacy dismissed the possibility as she applied her tongue to the task of making Carina orgasm. When she looked up again, the woman was gone.
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“Senorita, this part of the ship is restricted,” said the young security guard confronting Portia on her way back from planting the bomb alongside the Inca Dream’s keel. She had just visited the lowest deck of the ship to place the bomb in the bilge alongside the keel. It was three in the morning and the ship was quiet.
Lou was sound asleep in their cabin. Portia had pushed him to perform sexually to the point of exhaustion. At the last, a weary Lou on his knees and elbows had allowed a strapon wearing Portia to fuck his ass to a climax. When only a tiny drop of semen had emerged after a half hour of serious butt fucking and cock sucking, Lou declared Portia the love of his life and fell into a dead sleep.
Luckily, Portia had not encountered anyone on her climb down to the lower decks who would have asked why she was carrying her oversized athletic bag. When she happened upon the security guard the bag was resting against the steel beams comprising the yacht’s keel. Reynolds had calculated the bomb would create a fifty-foot hole in the ship’s bottom sinking it in less than ten minutes. In the confusion, Stacy was to shoot the Cardozo brothers then they would escape in one of the ship’s life rafts.
Portia used an unexpected rocking of the ship to fall against the young man pressing her breasts against his chest. “Sorry, I couldn’t sleep, never can the first night in a strange bed. I decided to go exploring and got lost. This ship is huge.”
She’d dressed provocatively in case she ran into someone. Portia was wearing a light blue sweater dress whose hemline was two inches below her rear. A lace pair of boy shorts barely covered her bottom. Braless, her pierced nipples cooled by ocean air left no doubt as to their location. A pair of cowboy boots with a three-inch heel and gold hoop earrings completed what she and Stacy had decided was a decidedly whorish appearance. It was the sort of thing a girl might have thrown on after she snuck out of her lover’s bed on a quest to find sexual adventure.
“I’ll have to report you to Enrique,” said the guard referring to the head of security. However he did nothing to push Portia away or stop her from leaning against him.
Portia could tell from the way he was staring at her breasts there was room for negotiation. Her fluent Spanish gave her an added advantage.
“My name is Portia. I saw you on the upper deck watching Maria and me. I meant to ask her your name but she distracted me and I forgot to ask,” said Portia.
“I am Carlos. This is my first voyage on the Inca Dream.”
“Senor Carlos, I’m terribly sorry. I don’t want to cause trouble. The man I’m with is real bastard and he’ll beat the shit out of me if he finds out I’ve broken the rules,” said Portia pressing her sex against the bulge in the man’s trousers.
“It is my duty,” said Carlos.
“He snores like an animal and I couldn’t sleep. He takes drugs and drinks too much to give a girl what she needs. Is there anything I could go to convince you to forget you saw me,” said Portia as she leaned back against passageway while arching her back to raise her breasts.”
“I could get in a lot of trouble,” said Carlos.
Portia took his hand in hers and held it to her breast. “No one will get in trouble, Carlos, because no one will know.”
“You Spanish is excellent,” said Carlos the tips of his fingers exploring her breast.
“Half the students in my high school spoke Spanish. I just picked it up,” said Portia moving her face closer to Carlos.
“They don’t allow guests in this part of the Inca Dream,” Carlos moving to where his body was pressing against hers.
“I didn’t know it was forbidden but I am willing to do anything you want if you’ll forget you saw me, anything at all,” said Portia placing her hands on Carlos’ shoulders then embracing him for a kiss.
“When I saw you on the pool deck I thought you were very beautiful,” said Carlos after the kiss ended.
Portia engaged in a few minutes of increasingly passionate kisses as Carlos’s hands raised her sweater dress and took hold of her buttocks. Breaking the kisses, Portia unbuckled his belt as she slowly slid down his body. By the time she reached her knees, his uniform pants were unzipped and she had freed his sizeable and extremely hard cock from its resting place inside his briefs. It sprang out slapping against Portia’s cheek.
“You have a beautiful cock, Carlos,” said Portia taking his penis in her hand as she passed her tongue from the base of his balls up to the head where she allowed the point of her tongue to tease his piss slit. Portia allowed the aroma of male sweat complemented by the faint hint of urine to have its usual effect on her. In over a decade of oral sex, the scent had not lost its capacity to arouse her.
Carlos was leaning against the passageway while a kneeling Portia sucked his cock. He was barely nineteen years old and as the most recent addition to the security guards he seldom got to take advantage of the fat Diego sisters who were the only females available to the crew when they were not busy in the galley.
That afternoon, he’d watched from the upper deck while Portia and the other women who were untouchable since they belonged to either high-ranking cartel members or their guests engage in an orgy of lesbian sex. He’d jerked his cock over the rail allowing his seed to fall into the beautiful blonde’s mouth who was sharing the double dildo with Carina.
It was less than two minutes before Portia heard Carlos whisper something she didn’t understand, contort his body then ejaculate in her warm mouth. Portia took her time finishing making sure she had gotten every drop. As she was about to stand, she heard another voice.
“My turn, Carlos,” said a deeper, older voice from the shadows. “The American whore must do more than suck your boy’s cock if she expects me to keep silent.”
“Miguel, “said a startled Carlos looking in the direction of the voice.
Portia looked around at one of the older security guards. She recalled he was the one who looked in her bag of sex toys and smiled as he passed the bag back to her.
“The Senorita will do whatever it takes, just name it,” said Portia.
“Does the Senorita want to party with me and my men,” asked Miguel stepping closer?
“Yes, I’m want to party with you. The senor who brought me is worthless in bed,” said Portia placing her hand on the bulge in Miguel’s pants. Apparently, he had been watching Carlos and her for some time.
“Let’s take her to our cabin,” said Miguel.
“But Juan and Rodrigo are there,” said Carlos.
“The Senorita won’t mind. Will you?” said Miguel.
“No, the more men the better, let’s go,” said Portia getting to her feet.
“Wake up, we have a visitor who wants to dance for us,” said Miguel turning on the cabin light. That’s Juan and this red headed asshole is Rodrigo.”
The cabin was tiny compared to the luxurious accommodations of her and Lou’s quarters. The furnishings were Spartan. It was barely larger than her and Lou’s bed. The other two guards had been asleep when the three entered and Miguel announced Portia wanted to dance for them.
“My pleasure to meet you, Rodrigo,” said Portia sitting on the lap of the half asleep security guard. Portia pressed her bottom against his groin as she kissed his lips. Her fluent Spanish put the men at ease as Miguel introduced her. Carlos promptly informed everyone what a terrific cocksucker Portia was.
“Dance for us, first, Senorita,” said Juan queuing the CD player.
In the small space, it was possible for all four of the men to touch her as she danced. They raised her dress pressing their palms against her buttocks. Portia danced to a slow Latin song swaying her hips establishing eye contact with each of the four.
I’ll just pretend I’m Stacy and can really dance thought Portia as she swayed her hips then reached down to raise the hem of her dress.
By the time, Portia was sliding the dress over her head and discarding it on a nearby bed, the men had exposed themselves and were masturbating. Miguel, the oldest of the four, pulled her panty down to her boot tops. Portia stepped out of the panty, planted her feet and did a backbend offering him her sex.
“Enough, I need some pussy,” yelled Juan grabbing the thin mattress off his bunk bed and throwing it on the deck. Portia found herself kneeling in the center of the four men sucking one cock while stroking two. It wasn’t long before Miguel pushed her onto the mattress and mounted her. Fifteen minutes later, Carlos, the last of the four added his semen to the other three resting in her vagina.
Portia allowed her lust free reign. It had been four hard pounding fucks. Recalling the Spanish profanity she had learned in high school, Portia wrapped her legs around each man as he entered her and screwed him with all the energy and passion she could summon.
Given that three of the four were in there early twenties and all four were slender and in excellent physical condition, Portia knew the first four quick fucks were only the start of what she would be getting. Portia orgasmed as Carlos released his semen.
After a few minutes of rest and a drink of tequila, they positioned Portia on all fours for double and later triple penetration. It was almost dawn when Portia snuck back in bed with Lou.
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