Lonely Money (Closed for bankbabe13)

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The Estate at Cliffside was a private resort, hotel and spa catering to the elite. The hotel sat on edge of the East Coast of the United States, overlooking the Atlantic Ocean from a high cliff. The hotel offered one of a kind views from their luxury rooms overlooking the ocean with numerous amenities and a dock for patrons to arrive in their luxury yachts.

The hotel staff were carbon copies of one another along with upper management. Red uniforms, a golden ornate script spelling ‘Cliffside’ on the upper left part of their shirt. Everyone was groomed and professional as service would not be compromised on.

The hotel had a bit of a reputation as being the hotel where any request would not be denied. If you were a guest they would cater to your every need, no matter the lengths they had to go to to get it.

Every year their parties, celebrations and invite only events were the talk of the elite world. Dignitaries, political representatives, pop and movie stars, the elite all over would arrive in style to simply be seen by their contemporaries. The staff remained quiet, reserved and without judgement as you were their guests.

 

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OOC Becca Valencia goes by Becca V 30 5'6 120 shoulder length black hair 34b chest.

Becca V led a privileged life but was missing something. She was staying at a nice hotel for next couple weeks on business, being an executive type but sat at hotel bar bummed. Her husband was very rich but payed more attention to his money then her and was currently half way around world on another business trip.
Aa Becca V sat there,in the following relaxed attire.

With 3" tan wedge sandals.

a black gentleman also staying in hotel with a business group for the week. came over striking up a conversation with the petite brrunette.
He said him and three friends were staying for the week and could help Becca forget about her neglectful husband if she would be there "free use" girl during their stay. The naive rich wife asked what that meant so he elaborated.

Whenever you're not working, and even sometimes when you are, you'll be our sexual plaything, doing as we tell you and allowing us to fuck you anyway we want, I think you'll enjoy it."

Becca V initially blushed heavily at the bold statement. Then after a few nervous sips of her glass of water, the petite brunette scribbled a few things on a napkin then got up and walked away. However as she did, Becca V "dropped" her extra room key card. Upon the napkin read..
Just make it random, sometimes 1 guy..sometimes 2 or 3, others all four. Dont want to know what time of day. That way i could be watching tv, working on laptop, napping, getting undressed for shower, in shower or just in towel after shower".

 

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He returned to his friend and they paused in the lobby, a smirk appeared and then melted away as they stood together. Leaning over he whispered into his ear what had happened with Becca, pointing her out as she disappeared around the corner.

Pulling his hand from his pants pocket he revealed a hotel key safely hiding in his palm. His friend nodded, excited at the possibilities on the horizon.




Daron Wilson stood at 6’ tall with an athletic build and short hair and facial hair. He was a go getter and leader, always had been since he was a child which led him to developing his own tech startup company working in the security sector. After years of hard work it boomed, earning key accounts domestically before spreading internationally as well. He was well respected in the industry and had become an influential figure on the come up.

Marcus Woods had a big personality and if you didn’t know him directly, you had probably seen him in action elsewhere. Marcus was an entrepreneur heavily involved in sales and distribution. Buying a small factory in his hometown he engineered a recipe from his grandmother into a dynastic company selling it worldwide. From there, he branched out into real estate and financial services where he brushed elbows with the best.

“The valet will take our things to the room and we’ll hang out at the bar. Give it fifteen, twenty minutes and then we’ll go up. We’ll turn her out and blitz her insides soon.”

Daron spoke calmly, focused and ready for a release. Marcus nodded and motioned from a distance to the bartender, his hand up in the air and eyebrows raised. The bartender began to walkover from the end of the bar to meet them on the opposite side as they walked over.

“Scotch and soda please,” Daron asked as he pulled a crisp $100 from his pocket.

Marcus followed, “Whiskey, neat.”

As he finished his request he slid a $100 of his own across the bar and the two men sat down quietly.

 

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Becca V got back to her hotel room heart racing a bit wondering what she had just done by her note and pretending to "drop" her spare room key card to the strangers at the hotel bar area. She chuckled thinking nothing would come of it and would probably just find her spare room key card at the front desk in the morning. Yet in the back if her mind she wondered "what if" with half nervous anticipation and half secretly excited as it had been some time since she had gotten any attention with her husband always out on business. She was used to getting her way and by NO means the slutty type. What had she potentially gotten herself into?
A couple hours had elapsed since the encounter and Becca V was sitting at the desk which faced torward the window and away from the door to her room. Becca V was checking work emails with the first conference sessions coming up later in the day. She got lost in focusing on work emails.

 

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Daron walked down the hallway with Marcus close behind. They didn’t exchange any words, they just walked with purpose down the hallway. Their suits made a soft swishing noise as the fabric brushed against itself. A maid standing by her cart looked at them, noticing patrons she smiled and nodded.

They passed her and with curiosity she watched, eyeing them as they passed. Daron and Marcus stopped at the door that matched her hotel key. Looking back Darin noticed the housekeeper and she quickly broke eye contact. “What are we waiting for, let’s go,” Marcus whispered with excitement.

Daron pressed the key against the door and it clicked, a green light blinked three time. He opened the door softly and before stepping in, looked inside for Becca. Noticing her across the room he pushed the door open and they both stepped inside. Standing quietly side by side they watched this woman unsuspectingly focus on her computer. Daron removed his jacket and hung it up over the open bathroom door. Marcus slid his jacket off before throwing it in the corner of the room.

With a few steps forward they saw their reflections appear in the window in front of Becca. Unbuttoning their shirts they freely made noise, knowing things with Becca would get loud anyway.

 

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Becca V, so focused on work, didnt even hear the quiet click of her door. It was only when she peered toward her window to look out for a momentarily pause from the glow of her laptop screen, that she let out an audible gasp seeing the two reflections. She spun around not knowing fully what to expect. Becca V's small but perky 34B breasts rose and fell under her denim button down dress. Her big brown eyes went wide with the getting caught off guard part as she scanned the two toned figures before her. Her brain said "say something" but the normally well prepared petite brunette had no words coming from her pouty lips.

 

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They stood quietly, watching her body language and feeling things out. Daron and Marcus removed their neckties and crisp white shirts, throwing them to the side. Daron walked towards Becca and began unfastening his belt. The leather made a quiet, whipping noise as he slid it back through the loops. The metal clasp made a few clanging noises as he removed it and set it aside. Standing over her he removed his pants, revealing a pronounced bulge hiding behind his boxer briefs. “Becca, you know what to do.”

Marcus hurried beside Daron, “I’m not getting left out by this bitch.”

He quickly stripped down leaving his pants and belt carelessly on the floor. He removed his underwear revealing a thick, 8” cock with a light collection of black hair sitting just above the base of his shaft. Marcus was slow to think and quick to action, the opposite of Daron.

Daron leaned down, a soft smile spreading across his face as Becca was left stunned. His hand reached for the top of her button down denim dress and he held onto her at the top. His eyes stared into hers, pausing for a brief second to sense what she must be thinking. With a quick jerk his hands pulled at her clothing, ripping the top of her button down denim dress sending a few buttons flying a cross the floor.

He held on, unwilling to let her go and as he saw, get off too easily. Her dress was held by a few buttons with the two at the top heavily loosened. His left hand reached for her dress and held on beside his right. With another pull at the fabric he released a guttural exhale as ripped the fabric open.

Marcus looked her up and down, “You won’t be able to stand when I’m done with your fine ass body baby…”

Daron smirked in agreement.

 

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RRIIP RRIIP filled the air and buttins flung across the room. Becca V's big brown eyes wide with shock at the bold move and indignant over getting her dress ripped open. Becca V blushed a bit as the following set was revealed..
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Her dress open like a robe. The force of the pulling apart of material pulled her from her chair. Causing a slight balance shift and the petite brunette landed on her knees mere inches in front of the two muscular figures. Her cleavage on display, Becca V's small but perky breasts rising and falling from the adrenaline rush a moment ago as she stared at a cock easily double that of her own husband.

 

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Marcus looked at the woman before him and smiled, his pearly white teeth on display. His body was brimming with muscles, heavily defined and displayed perfectly in the surrounding light. As his dark skin was bathing in the glow he watched your face stare in awe at the passionate display. Swiping with his foot he sent a few of the stray buttons across the floor and rattling against the wall.

His fingers reached forward he removed her headband and tossed it to the side. His right hand gripped her soft hair, massaging her locks briefly before his ensnared fingers gripped tightly. “Open those lips of yours sweet thing.”

Pulling her head forward he pressed his cock confidently against her face. Daron began to undress as he watched Marcus, “Bro, if we break her on the first go ‘round what are we gonna do the rest of the time we’re here?”

After taking his pants off he removed his belt and looped it in his right hand. Walking to Becca he slid his briefs off with a sexually aggressive look in his eyes. “Just in case you need motivation,” he said as he softly whipped the tops of his thighs.

The closer he came his body came into view. He was muscular, less defined with a few tattoos on his chest and left bicep. A gold necklace hung from his neck and his cock was incredibly thicker than Marcus’ but not as long.

 

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Becca v looked up with her big brown eyes at marcus as she was on her knees, dress open, her matching high end bra and panties on display.
She opened her mouth in a gasp at the hard cock before her and semi reluctantly kissed the tip and took the first two inches into her mouth. She struggled at first then adjusted as she felt Marcus' strong grip in her hair assisting her head as she began to bob her head back and forth. Slow at first then gradually picking up steam.
Not normally the "slutty" type she was enjoying the attention and secretly the firm words as she had loss of control fantasies.

 

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Marcus watched her lips slips across the head of his cock and return back leaving a thin veneer of spit behind. With the first couple of motions he watched intently feeling the pleasure grow in his pelvis. Gritting his teeth air sharply slipped out before quickly being sucked back in. His desire, almost carnal lust he was feeling was growing quickly at a rate Becca would have to deal with.

Daron reached for Becca’s right leg and flipped her onto her back. Marcus looked annoyed before returning his cock into her mouth. Daron admired the lingerie she was wearing; she was a beautiful woman that needed to be used to match the fantasies she kept to herself. Reaching up he pressed two fingers together, slipping them into his mouth and slathering his tongue across them. Pulling them out he admired his middle and pink finger glistening in thick spit before pressing them against Becca’s pussy. Softly twitching his fingers he watched her head bob back and forth on Marcus’ cock. As he inserted his fingers into her he felt the warmth of her juices cascade over them.

 

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Becca V stopped sucking for a second, her big brown eyes went wide as she gasped as two fingers found their way to her most intimate area. The cock in her mouth demanded her attention and began to slide back and forth making the petite brunette suck once more.
Daron bragged to Marcus how tight Becca V's tight little married pussy was as her hips bucked adjusting to the invaders between her thighs. Whether she wanted to or not she was getting wetter by the second.

 

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Daron slowly rubbed his fingers across her slit, admiring the warm juices slowly leaking from her. She had a sweet scent that Daron enjoyed, whether that was her perfume or just her he wasn’t sure. His fingers carefully slid across her and he massaged her juices against her while taking the time to tease her clit. Licking his lips he pressed them softly against her letting his tongue escape from behind his teeth to taste her submission.

Marcus was rough, seeing her as merely the ends to a means. His cock was throbbing inside of her warm mouth and each pass his hands gripped her harder. “Mmmm, damn bitch…you’re a good cock sucker,” he muttered to the room through gritted teeth.

He pumped his cock into her mouth and fully pulled himself out. Her spit was dripping from his length to the floor below before he pressed cock against her lips again. “Get that pussy ready for us Daron…don’t play with this bitch.”

 

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Becca V breathed heavy as she was composing herself from the cock in her mouth that just popped free. She slid her panties off and blushed heavy as Becca V's bald light pink pussy lips came into view. "Bra too" one uttered.
The petite brunette must've delayed too long as one grabbed the cups and pulled apart till a RRIIP was heard exposing Becca V's small but perky firm little 34B breasts.
Her big brown eyes wide as she gasped knowing they meant business. Her husband was vanilla boring and wishy washy in bed so this was a new sensation to the princess rich wife. Becca V's perky little breasts rose and fell as she felt like prey to some lions still trying to get a read on them as they complimented her toned body as her eyes bounced from one dark package to the other wondering what it would feel like. Both double the size of her neglectful husband. Part of her felt cheap for acting like this, but her body, even in this taboo situation secretly craved attention.

 

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Daron’s face went cold as he listened to Marcus despite understanding his feelings on the matter. Pressing his lips against her tasted the warm justices flowing from her pussy as his hands gripped her waist. After a few passing tastes he stood and pressed his cock against her awaiting lips.

Daron’s eyes rolled in the back of his head as he moaned. “Bro…this bitch is fucking tight. Her weak ass husband hasn’t hit it right.”

With only the tip of his cock inside of Becca he paused feeling the pleasure quickly radiate through his pelvis. He continued inching his way in as he heard the juices being pressed out of her tight womb. A few seconds went by before his length was fully inserted inside of her and his large balls pressed against her.

Marcus began thrusting inside her mouth so hard that it forced her back onto Daron’s cock. He smiled knowing they were in complete control of her and she was a compliment, closeted slut.

“Don’t stretch her out too much bro,” Marcus commanded with his hands groping her breasts.

 

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Becca V's eyes went wide as Daron went all the way inside her tight married pussy. Slightly wincing through the cock stuffed in her mouth as the petite brunette struggled to adjust to his size, easily double of any previously inside her. His large darķ hands enveloping Becca V's trim little waist.
In regards to the cock in her mouth it was either suck or gag. She was no basic slut but sucking was preferable over gagging, as she circled Marcus' cock, as gutteral grunts escaped her lips as Daron pumped Becca V.

 

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Daron and Marcus were competitive at heart, with one another specifically. They had a history of trying to one up each other in all aspects of life. That was very evident here as well.

Daron’s right hand rested on her bouncing rump, his thumb resting against her untouched asshole. As he thrust inside her, the temptation to tease and play with her untouched hole couldn’t be ignored. Pressing inside her slowly he felt how tight she was here too. “Her ass will make you nut immediately.”

Hearing that Marcus smiled, he had a proclivity for enjoying anal from most of the women he slept with. “She’s getting a chance to work her magic lips first.”

Marcus pulled his cock free before wiping her spit on the side of her face. “Show us how good a slut you are baby girl…work that tongue and lips…”

The hollow slapping of Daron’s cock repeatedly penetrating Becca was the soundtrack to their conversation.

 

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Gutteral grunts left her pouty lips as she half reluctantly licked the head of Marcus cock watching it spring to life at her subtle movements of her lips and circling tongue.
She panted as Daron fucked Becca V's tight pussy more bouncing her petite body between the sheets and his large dark frame. Half moaning half whimpering as the cock, bigger then she has had before pumped in and out. Her stamina was strong and impressive but marcus had yet to have a go at the rich neglected wife. Her face red slightly embarrassed how wet she was getting from the dark stranger's hard thrusts.