Can He Really Say No?

Alex didn't have a response really, who was he to turn down such beautiful, willing women. Never mind his job. “I was told not to leave you unsatisfied.” He didn't know why he said it, or where the words had come from. They just sort of blurted out in some strangely elegant manner. Almost subservient.

”Well I think some of the girls cheated, I didn't get to use as many of my assets. Christy commented hefting her E cup tits in the deep cut v neck.

“On the islands it's too hot to keep dem covered,” LaToya remarked raising her glass, to cheers it with Hitomi, who had started drinking a bit more heavily out of awkwardness and anxiety. Especially now, she felt like such a prude. Even Demi had some elegant sexual performance.

Dropping to her knees Christy started with some lavish tongue work, amused at how the girls had failed to notice the cock now twice as wide and a good half longer than when Christy started corrupting it. As she licked, sucked, and shamelessly and effortlessly deepthroated for the other models, some of which she could feel crowding behind her for a closer look. Each act imbued their plaything with a bit more corruption, his welcoming the pleasure inviting the Idol's growing influence in.

Alex's hand stroked through Christy's short hair, on one deepthroat as he gasped he reached lower, finding the V neck strangely accommodating as it stretched over Christy's shoulders, and down to where one of her arms held it across her nipples.

“You want to see them? Feel them?” Christy teased provoking moans of yes and a chorus of laughter.

Hitomi feeling oddly out of place slunk away to the washroom, she was feeling slightly tipsy from the champagne. Freshening up in the closed washroom Hitomi stared in the mirror. “You can do this. When it's your turn. Just say no…” Hitomi felt flush and smiled slightly at the thought of being tugged by her hair onto the cock.

Suddenly her skin felt icy cold, an electric surge of pins and needles cascading across her back and shoulders. Looking up she saw Tina behind her, reaching back she found no one physically present.

“Maybe I'm drunker than I thought…” Hitomi remarked gasping in pleasure as she felt the reflections hands dance across her body via her reflection. Hitomi closed her eyes, basking in the phantom sensations, sure that it was just some drunken fantasy playing out.

The kissing down her shoulder, the hand cupping her breasts, the other hand undoing her jeans. As a chorus of cheers erupted from beyond the bathroom door Hitomi cried out feeling a finger penetrate into her.

Opening her eyes to look all she saw was her hands pleasing her. Hitomi questioned how they got there, questioned the image of her host being in the mirror.

Meanwhile, on the room floor, Christy held her impressive, perfect E cup breasts around Alex's cock, licking at the tip as the Bell Hop turned sex toy eagerly fucked her tits, desiring to cum so hard.

As Alex paused his thrusts, stopping in climax and groaning as he tried to cum his hardest Christy giggled. “Well, I had my try. Lee, I warmed him up for you.”

Lee had been entranced by what had just gone on before her. Her A cups felt oddly outmatched when she looked at Christina, Sue, or Demi. But she wasn't about to call it quits.

“Sue, take your turn. I'll be right back.” Sauntering over to the closet Lee grabbed her garment bag. She had just the right back up dress in it. Knocking lightly on the bathroom door she asked if Hitomi was ok and could let her in to change.