SWEET, LIKE HONEY...
Rosie stared off into space.
Aside for a couple of boys at the booth by the door, the diner was completely empty.
It had been a slow night, and the slowness of the hour had given her a lot of time to think.
But, thinking was the last thing she wanted to be doing right now.
She couldn’t stand it.
It was driving her crazy.
All these wicked thoughts and feelings that filled her every waking moment
Ever since that morning in the kitchen, when she and Martin had almost…
Her clothes suddenly felt hot and stifling against her skin. Thinking about Martin, had made her nipples rock hard, and they hurt as they pushed hard against the fabric of her uniform.
Rosie, thought of Emily now, and felt an intense jealous toward her younger rival. What did Emily have that she didn’t? Rosie wanted to kill that little bitch for stealing Martin away.
One of the boys signaled her over, and that broke the murderous trance that held her sway.
She grabbed her notepad, and a pen, and strode over to the two boys.
She hadn’t really notice them before, and had barely glanced at them when she took their order. They had noticed her, though. But, she was used to the way men stared at her, and usually just let their gaze roll right off of her.
But, the way the boys looked at her now, excited her.
One of the boys was tall and skinny, like Martin. Only this boy had blond hair, not black like Martin’s had been.
His friend looked short and stocky, but his skin was an ugly shade of bluish black that really didn’t flatter him at all.
She could tell, at a glance, that these boys didn’t have a lot of experience with the opposite sex.
It was the way they looked at her. Their eyes were filled with great hopeful longing, but also hopeless defeat.
She could easily see why, as both of them looked like complete dorks. And Rosie wouldn’t be surprised if the girls at school just completely ignored them.
She was briefly reminded of Joe, who had also been a complete dork when he was their age. And well, she had always wanted Joe to be her first...
Rosie sighed, a heavy sigh, that the two boys couldn’t help but notice.
Rosie bent forward a little, showing off her cleavage.
The boys stared, but when she caught them looking, they quickly looked down.
Adorable, Rosie thought.
“You boys want anything else?” She asked. Her voice was low and suggestive. “Some desert maybe?”
A look of confession passed between them, but she knew she had their attention.
“We have a special tonight,” she said. Her voice dripped with lust. A lust so potent there was no way in hell that it could be ignored.
“Me.” She said, letting the word hang in the air, for a moment, as she licked her lips.
“In fact,” Rosie said now. “If you go rent a room at that motel across the parking lot, then I’ll come join you in ten minutes.”
The boys did a double take.
“And I’m completely serious,” she added, reassuring them that this wasn’t a joke.
Rosie stood, and put their check face down on the table.
“Please pay your check up front,” Rosie said in the most manner of fact way possible, and loud enough that Angelo would hear. “Thank you for coming and have a good night.”
Without thinking, the boys jumped out of the booth, almost knocking her down in the process.
They paid their check, forget their change, and then ran across the parking lot toward the motel.
Back in the diner, Rosie felt dizzy and almost fainted. Fortunately, Angelo had gone into the back, and had started cleaning up for the night.
Dear god, what have I done?
Ten minutes later, she met the two boys outside the motel.
A couple of minutes after that, they were in the room together.
Rosie made the first move, and began to strip.
It felt so good to be out of those tight clothes, she thought.
The last thing to fall were her panties, and after she kicked those off, she sat naked on the bed.
The two boys, however, seemed a little more reluctantly, and hadn’t even taken off their pants.
“You guys haven’t been with a woman before, have you?” Rosie asked.
“I have,” the skinny boy said.
“Me too,” the black boy added, a few seconds later.
Yeah right, Rosie thought. But, she was actually glad they were inexperience, because it meant she’d be doing them a favor.
Tell yourself whatever you want, a voice at the back of her mind told her. It’s still a sin.
“You’re beautiful,” the black boy said.
Rosie smiled. He sounded nervous.
“You’ve seen porn, right?” Rosie asked. She leaned back a little, and spread her legs.
Their eyes widened at the sight.
“It will be just like that,” she said. “One of you take my pussy from behind. The other I’ll take in my mouth. And don’t be afraid to… uh…”
Rosie face suddenly flushed, as her modesty briefly asserted itself.
“You know…,” she said, waving her hand in the air. “Inside of me.”
That lit a fire under both of them, and they quickly undressed.
Rosie, meanwhile, got on all fours.
The black boy was the first to join her. He jumped on the bed, and got behind her.
The bed bounced a little from his weight, which made her giggle.
Then she cried out, as he forced himself inside of her.
The boy wasn’t very big, but his cock was thick and fat, and her pussy struggled to accommodate him. It felt like he had just shoved a baseball bat inside of her.
“Damn,” the boy said, panting a little. “Are all white girls, like this?”
He didn’t wait for an answer, and instead eagerly thrust forward.
Rosie wanted to tell the boy to slow down, as she could already feel his cock throbbing and twitching inside of her.
But, it felt good, and she didn’t care.
Let him have is fun, she thought.
She turned her attention to the other boy, now. The skinny boy had been patiently waiting for his turn.
She sighed at his reluctance.
What would have really sent her over the edge, is if he had forced himself on her, and taken what he wanted.
But, her lust would not be denied, and she soon took his long, skinny cock inside her mouth.
First, she wrapped her lips around the tip, and then swallowed him all the way down. This was something she had done to Joe hundreds of times. The boy reacted in much the same way Joe always did, which was to utter a short, startled cry.
His cock was pretty deep down her throat, though, and she knew she would have to come up for air soon. In the meantime, she repeatedly bobbed her head back and forth, which produced more short, startled cries from the skinny boy.
Neither boy lasted long, and the black boy was the first to give, as a thick wade of cum shot into her pussy.
The suddenness of it, almost made her bite the other boy’s dick off.
But, she caught herself at the last second, and pulled her head away just to be on the safe side.
She didn’t leave him hanging, as she grabbed the long, skinny cock. The shaft was covered with her spittle, which made an excellent lubricant as she stroked him off.
She stroked him off quickly, so quickly that he barely had time to cry out before his cum shot in the air, and then dripped down all over her hand.
This sinful exercise had left all three of them were panting.
But, Rosie wasn’t done with them yet, and now she told the two boys to switch places.
Because they were so young, there were hard again, almost immediately. A fact that she took advantage of now.
Again she cried out, as the skinny boy’s cock wiggled inside of her.
He went a lot deeper than the other boy, but she missed the black boy’s girth and weight.
The skinny boy was just as aggressive as his friend has been, if not more so.
But, just like her friend, he was eager, and it felt so good.
Rosie licked her lips, and turned her attention to the other boy.
She had some trouble getting the black boy’s fat cock in her mouth, and settled for licking the shaft, and then stroking him off.
They lasted longer this time, and it was Rosie who came first. The climax left her trembling, but it also gave her a very perverted idea.
“Take your dick out of me,” she commanded. “And, get your skinny ass over here.”
The skinny boy did as he was told.
He hopped off the bed, and came around to the face her.
Rosie sat up on her knees.
With a dick in each hand, she stroked them both off.
“Cum all over my tits,” Rosie snarled.
Both boys cried out, with the black boy again being the first to give, as he shot an enormous load all over her chest.
The other boy followed suit, a few seconds later. His contribution wasn’t quite as voluminous as the other boy’s had been, but it had the desired result.
Rosie’s big tits dripped with their cum.
Seeing this released something wild inside of her. And now, all the unfilled desires she had for Martin bubbled to the surface.
The black boy was the closest to her.
She pushed him down on the bed, and then climbed on top of him.
He was hard again, and for that Rosie was grateful.
She fed her pussy full of him; and once inside, she lost all control of herself.
She rode him, hard and fast. Her pussy squeezing his cock, so he wouldn’t fall out, while her hips piston back forth on top of him.
He came inside of her, groaning as he did so.
But, he was still hard, and that drove Rosie wild. She redoubled her efforts, as her pussy gorged itself on his cock.
The other boy came up behind her, and grabbed her cum stained breasts.
She moaned as he kissed her neck, but what sent her over the edge was feeling his hard cock squished between the crack of her ass.
Underneath her, the black boy cried out, and then came again shooting another large load inside of her.
Spent, his cock grew flaccid.
Rosie snapped her head toward the other boy.
“Fuck me,” Rosie growled. “Fuck me hard!”
Rosie jumped off the black boy, and in one quick motion laid on the bed with her legs spread open.
The skinny boy got on top of her, pinning her down by the wrists.
Rosie licked her lips, and then screamed, as the boy flexed his long, skinny cock inside of her.
He fucked her as hard as he could. And the mattress squeaked loudly underneath them, as proof of his efforts.
He was deep, so deep inside that it made her shudder.
She came, thrashing underneath him.
This proved too much for the boy, and Rosie’s body jumped, as his seed filled her—finally taming her lust.
She pulled the boy’s head down and kissed him—an almost motherly peck on the lips.
He had made her feel so good.
They both had.
But, it was over now.
All three of them lay spent.
In the glow of that moment, she wished she had said something sexy to them. Something loaded with double-entendres like, “Remember, if you boys are ever hungry again, just ask for desert.”
But, she felt too exhausted, and simply laid there while the boys dressed, and then left the room.
Her lips curled into a content smile. Those strange, sinful urges she had had for Martin satisfied.
Maybe this was all she needed. Just one wild night to get it all out of her system.
After a while, she willed herself up, and took a shower.
But, as the hot water washed over her, the urges came back with a vengeance.
Her hand drifted down between her legs, and now she lightly rubbed her clit.
Rosie wished the boys had stayed.
In her mind, she switched back and forth between them.
The black one stuffing her pussy fill.
Then the skinny one with his long cock between her breasts.
But, it was only when she thought of Martin— in the kitchen— that she finally came.
She turned off the water, dried off, and quickly got dressed.
Rosie sat on the bed, feeling both dirty and ashamed.
She could almost hear her sister, Jackie, laughing at her. Laughing at what a whore she had become.
And Rosie knew— knew at the back of her mind— that she was going to do this again. For, the urges were never going to stop...
TO BE CONTINUED....