Her friend and four customers

<I know this is overly long and I don’t want to discourage anyone from continuing but I felt the need to begin and finish this sequence.>

Karla didn't have to go far, her friend waited down the street with her car. She felt better now that she was out of the shop, something with the air-conditioning in there was certainly wrong and her weird feelings, well she wasn't used to jobs like this, just a bad case of anxiousness. Her friend Kyra had made it into the escort business, better pay, better working hours and customers. On the other hand Karla was still a simple street worker, yet their friendship had survived that. Especially since Kyra was able to mediate jobs to Karla from time to time, such as today.

One of Kyra’s regulars was successful a lawyer, this morning he and a few of his friends had won an important case and they wanted to party. Among their wishes was to see Kyra with (their words) getting it on with a regular whore. They wanted something depraved and dirty and they were willing to pay for it. Karla and Kyra hadn’t done anything more than kissing before but Kyra said, that if she had to go down with a street hooker, she wanted it to be Karla, who had loved the idea to get her daily paycheck from two or three hours of group sex in a first class hotel.

Kyra stood next to her car a small unremarkable middle class thing; she was already in the act. Normally she looked like an Asian wallflower but not today – this was business. Her tight black strapless tube dress, the sandals with four inch heels and the bright lipstick – guys loved to see lipstick on their dicks, made it clear that she was working, her dark almond eyes fit perfectly to her rich brown hair, not for the first time Karla noticed how beautiful Kyra really was.

They greeted each other with a kiss on the cheek. “Nervous eh?” asked Kyra in a friendly tone, she had noticed Karla’s unsettled state. “Don’t worry, I know these guys, they are harmless. Harmless and rich, they won’t demand something you haven’t done already, they pay well and are careful, hence the condoms.” She smiled again and both got in the car.

Getting into the hotel wasn’t a problem either; its concierge was also one of Kyra’s regulars and so they were able to reach the room without any annoying interruptions, well sort of. Karla’s twat was still itching and she was sure that she left a stain on Kyra’s seat but she had it under control – mostly. Multiple times her fingers had slipped down but the knowledge that she would be fucking soon helped a lot.

They entered a suite and the party was already going. Four men occupied the room, jackets and ties were gone by now and as soon as they entered, one of them wobbled over to them. “Peter,” Kyra used an accusing tone, “don’t tell me you are too drunk to play with us.”

“Nnnneverrr,” slurred the Peter, he was in his early thirties and seemed to be the leader of the group, which included two younger guys in their mid-twenties, most likely their first major case, and an older guy on the chubby side of life in his forties.

This was the moment, Karla couldn’t take it any longer, she had to get some dick! She went to her knees so fast; it looked like she had dropped to the floor and began to loosen Peter’s pants. “Wow” was all he could say, before her well versed fingers had liberated his cock and let it disappear in her greedy mouth; finally something to relieve her craving. Sucking on this cock felt… good, it felt right and God did it taste delicious; she had him hard in less than a minute and her pussy started to moisten again.

“Damn Karla,” Kyra giggled sexily, “I didn’t know you were so hungry.” The giggle was of course for the audience, this hadn’t been the plan. Originally they had wanted to start with a bit of dancing and touching, working the guys up before going into the real sex thing but Karla had obviously changed the plan and enjoyed it. Something was wrong, Karla wasn’t so… spontaneous but she looked so cute sucking on that cock. Kyra felt herself getting wet, did Karla use some new perfume? The aroma smelled great, Peter grabbed her ass.

“Oh God Kyra, tell your friend to stop or I….” He didn’t finish because Karla let him go.

“Sorry.” Her voice was not louder than a whisper. “I didn’t want to spoil the fun.” She got up, there was still a voice in her head that told her to suck those balls dry, but it was quieter now, most likely because a flaccid cock couldn’t fuck her. After she gathered her thoughts and smiled reassuringly at Kyra, she threw the condoms on the floor and stepped over to the entertainment system, since her hot pants were so tight she gave everybody a good view of her ass, while she did two things. First she activated Pay TV and switched the program to the most obscene porn film she could find, then she activated the MP3 Player and looked for RnB-music. At last she started to dance.

Kyra came over, happy that the plan hadn’t gone completely into the gutter and let her hips swing. She joined the dance, soon both women found a rhythm and began to turn the guys on even more, not that it needed much effort. More surprisingly, at least for Kyra, was the fact that she was also getting turned on by their little show. She wasn’t really bisexual, it was only for the sake of the job but now that Karla’s hands wandered over her back and ass, while the tanned beauty kissed her neck and lips multiple times…

Both women were wet, Karla more then she should or could be and her aroma began to fill the suite. Her short stop in that demonic sex shop had been enough to sow the seed of corruption in her and keeping the condoms and their demon infused powers close had been a mistake. With each passing second Kyra got more and more under Karla’s spell and after less than five minutes the dancing stopped because they shared a lewd French kiss and stripped each other simultaneously.

Needless to say the men were mesmerized by the show, two were married and another one had a girlfriend, but seeing those two women getting it on in combination with a suitable amount of **** was enough to cleanse all sense of faithfulness from their minds – they had their cocks out and masturbated slowly.

Later Kyra couldn’t say how she got on that king-sized bed, all she knew was, that her dress gathered around her belly and that Karla was on top of her. Another forceful kiss, then the whore looked down on the escort girl.

“I need to taste your wet slutty twat.” Her voice sounded almost begging, yet was full of promise, Kyra’s legs parted as if she had gotten an order and Karla went to work.

The men gathered around the bed, as Kyra started to howl almost the moment Karla started to work on her snatch. “Oooohhhhhnnnnnggggghhhhh, who… who told you…. Mmmmmhhhh to eat pussy like thiiiiiiiiiisssssss.” Kyra’s head rested on a pillow and her mind had enough to do with supervising a quite a few orgasms over the next minutes, she didn’t even notice it, when Karla’s tongue started to play with her asshole or when her friend slipped a finger into it.

James was still new to this, booking… prostitutes to celebrate some business success but they looked so hot together… His girlfriend Elena would have never done something like this, she said she didn’t like oral sex and… my God, had the tanned one just licked her friend’s asshole?

His colleague Paul had the unfair advantage of being single and he had no inhibitions or personal morals that could interfere with this experience, he went directly over to the girls and slapped his hand between Karla’s wide spread legs.

“Uuuhhnnnnnmmmmhhh,” she jerked her head up and looked over her shoulder, “again.” She groaned and he complied.

Three times did he slap her cunt and each time she pressed her crotch into it, then he went over to rubbing her snatch or she rubbed herself on his hand – hard to say. Meanwhile she continued eating out Kyra, who was so fucking horny by now, she would have let them all mount her for free.

“Damn,” Paul laughed, “this bitch is leaking worse than my old Ford.” And it was true, Karla’s juices flew in rivers.

At first James said to himself that he only came over to the bed because Paul stood in his way and he wanted a clear view but then he saw Karla’s ass and before he could stop himself his index finger rubbed over her sphincter. Why did the idea of using her poor ass for his pleasure turn him on so much? It wasn’t ri…

“Stick it in.” It was her voice; he looked down, she hadn’t stopped licking her friend, just altered her position enough to look at him with one eye. “Stick that fucking finger into my fucking ass, do it.” She spit onto her friend’s pussy and went back eating her out. There was no reaction beside a horny moan when his fingertip entered her, he continued but waited for a yell or a command to stop, not even noticing that the second joint had disappeared into her, then he looked back and saw that his entire finger was inside of her, he grabbed his dick tighter.

“Fuck!” yelled Kyra suddenly. “I need someone to FUCK me!” She twisted and struggled on the bed and Karla lifted her head, wet from her friend’s juices. “Me too,” she said and looked at the guys, “get those fucking condoms and make yourself useful.”

It was funny how four adult men hasted out of the room and looked around for the handful of condoms, by the time they were back Karla and Kyra were 69ing on the bed, Karla on top, rubbing her crotch all over the Asian face. The street worker lifted her head again. “Come on Kyra, lets help them getting dressed.”

Karla crawled to the end of the bed and let her tongue dangle freely, Kyra needed a few seconds to roll over and follow her friend; she looked disheveled, dazed and tired but happy when she let her tongue out and looked up to the men. Needless to say that both had trained the <please Sir, fuck me. I’m a mindless bimbo that needs a hard cock so let me be your sex toy> look and it worked every time.

Again Paul was the most eager one; he had gotten a red condom but since everybody was deemed clean they would only need it later, right now he stepped in front of Kyra and shoved his rock hard erection into her mouth. He wasn’t particular long but had a nice width and she gagged a little bit but took him without much problem. In fact she didn’t show any negative reaction, not even when he grabbed her hair and started fuck her mouth.

“Yeah,” he snarled, “take it you filthy little whore, you like that don’t you? You like getting your face fucked by a real man.” Still no reaction from Kyra besides moaning, she seemed happy for having a cock inside of her.

Meanwhile James was pushed in front of Karla, she smiled at him. “You want to fuck my mouth too?” She wagged her tongue at him.

“Ah… y… yes, I think so.” He was still hard but noticeably uncomfortable; she gave his dick a quick lick.

“Don’t you like blow jobs?” she looked so innocent…

“My… my girlfriend doesn’t… like oral sex.” She grabbed his cock.

“Poor boy,” and sucked on his cock head, “doesn’t know what a mouth pussy feels like but don’t worry,” she looked directly into his eyes, “you can do all those dirty things to me, that your girl doesn’t like.” And then she swallowed him whole…

Soon Paul wanted more and James couldn’t take much more, so both girls put the condom in their mouths, a green one in James case, and shoved them over their cocks with all the skill of a true professional, both men moaned.

“Fuck… damn…. What are those?” Paul was more than a bit irritated; his cock was glowing with heat. He had used a lot of condoms but these, he couldn’t feel them, it was as if she was only working on his cock but it felt so hot – literally. As soon as she was finished he pulled out and looked down, everything looked normal, it was a condom, his skin barely shimmering through the bright red latex, nothing unusual but it felt… good. “Did they put some aphrodisiac onto those things?”

“My friend said they were a completely new product.” Karla answered not taking her eyes of James now bright green dick. “Now get behind me and use me like the bitch I am.” She whispered the last part to James and did as he was told.

“Give me your friends address; I might need some more of these.” Paul said while he slapped Kyra’s ass. “Get that butt up slut; I want to teach your cunt some lessons.” She did as she was told and he wasted no more time. “God fucking dammit…” His eyes almost popped out of his head. “What the fuck did they do with those condoms!? Fucking hell guys, I barely touched this bitch’s beaver and slide right into her, God… awesome lube, feels like I forget that fucking condom too…” Kyra didn’t say much, she had bitten the bed sheet and was moaning, while her legs trembled.

Something was very wrong here, Karla had made her cum more often than all her clients in the last year combined and now that racist sexist idiot Paul was making her cum just by sliding his joystick into her little puss. His hands grabbed her ass cheeks, damn… one push – 5 seconds, he was balls deep and she loved every inch of it…

James had never heard of lubed condoms, he and Elena used a lot because she didn’t want to take the pill, but it looked very smooth and seemed to be going easy for Paul… Should he really? Was it okay? She had said <all those dirty things>. He decided to try it and rubbed his condom covered cock between those fabulous ass cheeks, were they glistening? Maybe the condoms had some lube, who knows, better try her readiness he thought and slapped and rubbed over her sphincter for a bit before he pressed the tip against it.

“Hmmm…. You naughty boy.” She looked over her shoulder and smiled lustfully, he almost pulled back but she pushed against him and so he slipped into her…

Karla was even more surprised than James, this shouldn’t go down so easy, yet his cock went into her ass like a hot knife went through butter, she wasn’t that loose down there but there was no resistance and then it started to feel so good.

“Fffffuuuuuuck….” She gasped. “I… I’m coming…” and she did, from nothing more than having a cock shoved up her ass, it shouldn’t be possible but she got an orgasm and it was a good one, a really good one.

She barely noticed when the chubby 40 something guy offered her his dick and she started working on it before putting a blue condom onto him, while Kyra did something similar with a yellow one on Peter, there was simply not enough brain capacity for getting it all. She had a mighty fine cock up her ass, and some weird condom somehow made her cum from just that…

Behind her James was in heaven, this felt so much better than any sex he ever had with Elena. She only would him let her fuck missionary style, barely moving, but this ass… This toffee skinned beauty had such a tight butt and it massaged his dick so good, he would fire his load in seconds or at least he should. It felt good yes and he got closer to orgasm but the usual signs were missing, maybe be if he tried harder.

Karla gagged and groaned on Jeremy’s cock, at least she thought he had introduced himself as Jeremy. James had starting to really fuck her, pulling out most of his cock, before ramming it back in and since there was nearly no resistance he could fuck her really fast, she was sure her ass would start to glow and soon smoke would fill the room but instead her pussy was gushing juices and she got one orgasm after the other.

Next to her the scene was similar, Paul wasn’t used to holding out so long and started to think something was wrong, he didn’t want to cum yet but it seemed he couldn’t either. He grabbed Kyra harder and began to plow her like a jackhammer, while she pressed her mouth into Peter’s crotch deep throating his boss.

“Fucking shit! I need to know who sold you these condoms. I feel like I fuck her bareback but can hold so much longer and she is so much wetter.” Then he looked over to his colleague and the other whore. “Damn, James…. You are fucking her ass…” He had been so concentrated on Kyra, that he hadn’t noticed what James had done.

“Yeah, and it feels so good…” He never stopped doing it but then Paul had an idea and pulled out.

“Nnnghhooooooo.” Kyra’s tone could only be described as whining, reluctantly she let go of Peter’s cock, so that she was able to voice her protest. “No, please… put it back in… fuck me please… I need…”

“Stop it bitch,” Paul sighed and laid flat on his back while grabbing his red pole, “here is my dick, if you want it, get that ass up and impale yourself on it, so that Peter can fuck that juicy little cunt of yours.”

Kyra smiled happily, yet couldn’t say exactly why. “Okay” was all she said, before she got up and positioned herself over Paul. She aligned his dick carefully and sank down almost as slowly, for the first inch, then another orgasm hit her and she went down like a stone into water, a nice load of juice pressed out of her pussy. Paul grabbed her, pulled her back and started to work on her tits, when Peter rammed himself into her. Kyra fell through the gates of oblivion, there wasn’t much else left in the universe, except cocks, holes and orgasms.

The whole show inspired James but he was more efficient, he grabbed Karla’s hips and simply fell over. Jeremy was fast for his weight and within seconds her lower body was completely plugged. Soon her hand found Kyra’s and grabbed it, they held hands while another wave of orgasms overcame them.

Almost half an hour later they were all still going, it was impossible. By now both balls of people had rolled over, yet both women were quite unhappy. For three quarter of an hour they had survived orgasm after orgasm but their studs were still rutting like they did in the first five minutes. Karla and Kyra rode their guys as hard as they could, they clenched their asses tight, nothing helped and they kept fucking them.

Their bodies were slick with sweat, the room reeked so much of sex that the wallpaper might come down any minute and the mattress must have soaked up so much juice that it couldn’t possibly be cleaned.

Then suddenly it was all over…

All six people came massively, Kara and Kyra could feel the condoms expanding, the cocks pulsating and intelligible noises filled the room, then the men passed out from the pleasure and the women were driven to the edge of their consciousness, barely noticing the heat generated by their intruders.

It must have taken a couple of minutes before all of them were back in this reality and it took another few seconds before Kyra noticed something odd and was able to articulate it. “Oh Fuck… you bastards are still hard…” Now Karla felt it too, they really were still hard, felt even bigger and longer than before. It was insulting, how could they still be hard? Weren’t they good enough to get them really off? To give them real pleasure? Well She was still horny as hell and wouldn’t accept any hard cocks in this room and so she couldn’t help herself and protested, when she felt James sliding out of her ass. “Noooo.” She muttered but he left her and then the screaming started.

“What the fuck!” He stared on his now freed cock and everyone followed his gaze. Yes he was somehow larger – longer and bigger but the most frightening thing was the fact, that James no longer had a human penis, no his now locked like it belonged on a horse – oh and it was bright green.

The next three seconds were filled by utter panic, as the girls jumped or were thrown off their partners and everyone just wanted to get a good look on their own cock or that thing, which had been fucking them just a minute ago.

Silence overcame the room as every man recognized that their most valued body part was no longer what it should have been.

“What the fuck man…” Paul was almost crying, while he stared at his bright red dog cock, Peters resembled a yellow cat penis, with the only difference that the bumps and knobs looked a lot more pleasurable then the real ones. Jeremy’s was huge, an almost featureless pipe and if they had a zoologist handy, they would have known, that he now had an elephant cock – even it wasn’t truly that big.

While the men were shocked or even appalled the girls thought about it in a completely different way. “So beautiful…” Karla whispered while she crawled over to Paul

“Shit, those condoms… it must be the condom,” he didn’t notice her, “it won’t go of… I can’t stay like this, it’s a freaky fucking dog cock, I even have a knot, I…”

Karla touched his cock with her hands and lips. “Fuck me with it… please, I need you to fuck me with that, make me your rutting bitch.” She couldn’t believe it at first but she was still horny, her pussy still juicing and this was the most beautiful cock she had ever seen. Why did he hesitate? Wasn’t she sexy enough? Why didn’t he understand, that she needed him to shove his cock into her?

The men were ripped out of their self-pity and stared at her, was she crazy? Couldn’t she see what this meant it…

“And would you let me have that one please?” Kyra had grabbed James horse cock and before he could answer, she put his tip into her mouth. She couldn’t understand why a new dick was such a big deal for him, he was still able to fuck the shit out of her and right now that was the only thing that mattered.

“Please,” Karla continued, “you are all still so hard, we can’t let you stay hard, you paid us to get you soft.” She gave Paul’s new dick another sloppy kiss.

“Exactly,” Contributed Kyra, “we can’t let you walk away and tell everyone that we couldn’t fuck you soft. We really can, please give us another chance.” She kissed her way down on James’s pole, while the men stared at each other.