Maria Succumbs...

Maria felt ever more like a prisoner in her own pleasure wrecked body, her mind trying to deny the cock between her lips, her tongue teasing along its tip, eagerly cleaning it of any dribble of cum as the rest of it lay just beyond her mouths reach.

Maria tried to shake the question in her head of how long it had been since she’d sucked a cock, her head bobbing back and forth what little it could, as she hungered for more. Her body squirmed desiring her resistant will to relinquish the restraint keeping her restricted from moving closer, stroking and swallowing more, even inviting a fuck.

Oh how long had that been...

Maria’s true worshipful self was in an absolutely panic, running around trying to squash the pleasured thoughts before they could further ignite the strange burning in her body.

Stacey and Estelle leaned towards each other, their lips mashing together, forked tongues wrestling in passion as they both felt drawn to do more than simply watch the slowly growing sex crazed naked housekeeper give in.

Maria kept the cock stroking ever so slightly in her mouth as Estelle climbed off of the wall into Stacey’s arms, slowly reaching down Estelle pulled the cock upwards out of Maria’s reach. Slowly descending onto it with her quim as Maria was **** to watch.

Growing ever more wanton as Estelle’s tail teased across Maria’s skin as Stacey began to bounce her atop his cock just above Maria.

Maria felt her distress grow, her hand fucking into herself with the pace and vigor of Estelle bouncing ecstatically upon the cock. She found her attention fully engrossed on the member as it revealed and his with each thrust not too far away over her face. The burning **** seemed to ease with the actions, any pause or slow in their paces quickly fueling a resurgence.

They’re distracted. They’re not blocking the door. Maria found hope and strength in the sudden realization. Slowly shifting on the bed, she found her body reluctantly compliant to move as she desired. As she got near the edge of the bed Stacey crashed Estelle down upon it, pounding ever harder into her. Allowing Maria ample opportunity to roll off, the crash down upon her hands and knees surging through her body, a new sudden yearning to feel hands grip her hips and pull her back.

Maria was given pause to watch the engrossed rutting as she slowly stood, her mind resisting uninvited suggestion to drape herself across Stacey’s back and encourage him to finish up so she could be next.

Slowly backing up through the room, Maria had forgotten about her naked exposure. Nothing seeming to exist beyond the seemingly locked gaze she had with Estelle. Her body yearning for the same sensations, the forceful thrust of a cock, the hand palming her chest...

Until she slipped through the door.

With a shivering deep breath of relief Maria collapsed to the floor. Her body felt as if it were in shock, a strange relief coming over her mind at having pulled herself away from the temptation. All as her body burned with pleasure and yearned for more, craving to return to the room and not regret turning away from this.

To go back and fuck her tortured self into resolution.

Rallying herself Maria focused on how she was naked in the hotel hallway. Sounds of fucking seemed to echo from everywhere. She needed to find clothes, and sneak away. Consciously moving her hands away from touching herself, Maria took a long deeply laboured breath.

Getting up and trying to move through the hall covering herself Maria soon found her back against a wall, fingers grinding her clit as they worked her g spot, breasts squeezed together, nipple being toyed with. Everything she needed to alleviate the torturous pleasure meagerly.

What was she doing? It had been maybe twenty feet of walking down the hall before she stopped to work her body harder. The climax building and cascading over Maria as she panted and moaned loudly. A bitten wrist the only thing that muted a scream for someone to come fuck her.

As she finally broke her hands away from her body Maria looked around in embarrassment, realizing her own self control over her body wasn’t enough to curb its temptation to touch itself. Her hands seeming to feel up and down the walls pleasurably in place of her body.

You’ll blend in more exposed anyways. The perverse aspect of her voicing the opinion in Maria’s head as she got up and continue down the hall. Past kicked in door, some now vacated rooms, others loud with the sound of continued pleasures. You'll look like you're looking for a fuck, it then added. Inspiring a strong distaste for its truths in Maria's conservative attitude.

The noise in the hall way grew louder as Maria neared the elevator lobby.

Hesitating walking through another group rutting Maria slipped into the housekeeping closet and service elevator area.

She froze in shock at just what was going on before her, violet eyes piercing deep into Maria’s gaze as Maria took in the horned, rainbow maned form grinding atop another monstrous woman’s face as she was fucked missionary by the horseman behind Natalie.

Some inherent knowledge identified the changed Natalie most assuredly, Maria's perverted aspect remarking that they too weren't beyond salvation.

Holding up her F cup breasts; Natalie licked her lips lewdly and invitingly.

Maria had never imagined the young woman in a sexual light, the demonic horse woman before her easily beyond that realm. A revelation of just how condemned her soul might be stirred deep within the emergent sexual identity within her.

Natalie had always been a good, quiet girl. Her family were devoutly Jewish, she suffered paralyzing social anxiety and often sought to just keep to a small bubble of individuals she felt safe around.

Had was the operative world. Before Maria it was clear Natalie was no longer so introverted. Lewdly displaying her body and tongue suggestively in overtly extroverted hyper sexual ways. Maria couldn’t help but feel the burning pleasure thing about dousing itself in the relief of that tongue, a finger suggestively curling for Maria to approach.

NO!

Maria stormed back into the hallway, fearful of the stirring desire to give in to the temptation, and fall like the quiet young woman she had known for a few years that now moaned even louder beyond the door.

Be careful, you don’t want to tip them off too strongly that we aren’t truly with them. Unless you want to provoke them into coming and ravaging us... The voice taunted Maria in her head.

It scared Maria, bolting down the hall she stormed into the stairs trying to ignore the fucking by the elevators. They were likely trying to leave, just like us. The voice inside her head taunted.

Storming down the stairs with adrenaline and urgency Maria had long forgotten ever having, she ignored the odd coupling as she raced onwards, more urgent and desperately than ever before.

Bursting out of the door at the bottom of the stairs Maria stopped dead, a familiar voice calling out.

“I heard you were coming down Maria.”