The ride back from the frat to the hotel was a whirlwind of information and feelings. The ladies were celebrating my first job and saying how well I did though Ashley teased that she missed my "tits" which were now sitting in the back of our vehicle. Flavia, pressed against me in the back seat suggested she liked me both ways just fine, which I enjoyed until the other "ladies" starting riding me about my face going red which only made it worse.
Flavia then offered she thought it was cute and gave me a soft kiss on the lips. As I mentioned before she seemed all woman to me, more than the others somehow if it weren't for that uncut cock under her clothing, not that there was anything wrong with that lately as I'd discovered several times. The kiss was electric and thoughts of my ex-girlfriend were being faded for good.
Ashley eyed the kiss from the rear view mirror and smiled at me, she knew I was in trouble with this one. I had so much I wanted to ask her, starting with if she were single but before I could ask a question she closed her eyes and went to sleep leaning against me. I played lightly with her hair with my arm that was around her shoulders and I could tell at least that part was real; she was not wearing a wig.
Her soft large tits pressed against me combined with the Viagra I had taken were forcing my dick hard as I didn't come at the frat house. I needed relief badly but couldn't ask it from anyone in the vehicle as I didn't have a relationship with any of them in the sense that I could ask for sex at any given time. I figure that's reserved for their clients and their partners. I wanted to ask Flavia desperately but of course first I would have to take her on a date. I figured maybe I could have another threesome with Becky and Mark, they left an open invitation, hell they've been texting me every day since I last had sex with them.
That was to be the plan, I needed relief and they could provide it. I had to admit despite being surrounded by so many hot "women" lately I still had a craving for good ole home-style pussy. Thinking about it just got me harder. Flavia's hand in sleep seemed to sense it and gripped it and she smiled dreaming of hopefully my cock.
It hit me that I never saw any money change hands and I asked Ashley about it, she informed me that Tree took care of everything so we would never get busted for anything as we had never exchanged services for money, all we are is girls who like to have fun. I knew I liked Tree. And just like that I was suddenly thinking about Tree again, the biggest hardest cock I had ever seen and what that thing had done to me in the adult bookstore. I was fully hard now and wanted to jerk off so bad but felt it wouldn't be polite in mixed company.
As we got back to the hotel I quickly jumped in the shower, to get the makeup off my face, I wasn't nearly as pretty without the wig and fake tits but at the end of the day I'd probably have still done me. And that's what I was doing in the shower, myself, hard and fast. I was thinking of Tree taking me and one hand had found one of my nipples, I had never done that when masturbating before but now it felt good and was helping me along.
I was getting close when suddenly Ashley walked in. I hadn't seen her entirely naked too many times and the sight of her that way was going to push me right over the edge until I noticed the look of concern on her face.
"We have a problem Jack," she said and I felt a sense of dread and almost stopped stroking myself, almost.
She grabbed my hand to stop me and pulled me out of the shower.
"Couldn't you give me just another minute?" I begged but she shook her head.
When we entered her bedroom I froze in shock. Standing there was a black "woman" but unlike any I had ever seen. She was a mass of solid muscle. Her thighs were bulging huge, her arms were major guns with veins sticking out, and her abs were exposed beneath her spandex tube top displaying what looked more like and eight pack then a six pack. And underneath her spandex shorts was a huge lump of flesh that even soft was a monster. Her tits had space between them unlike the heavy cleavage of most of the women here but sticking out prominently were her nipples which were clearly pierced.
"On your knees bitch!" she yelled. I winced at the demand but stood my ground, Ashley however was quick to get on her knees.
"You too worm," she yelled and then at lightning speed she slapped up and into my balls, I was down quick, thinking to myself all she had to do was ask.
I was gasping through the pain trying to catch my breath not even fully understanding what was going on but my hard on was deciding the atmosphere was getting a bit toxic so it decided to leave the party. Then she stepped crunching hard on one of my hands.
"Ow" I made the mistake of saying.
"OW what?" she asked and slapped my face.
"Ow, mistress," I said. Can't say I'm not a fast learner.
"So I got a call from the frat and they wanted some of their money back because they paid for four girls but only got three, explain."
Oh this couldn't be good. I looked to Ashley who seemed very nervous.
"We thought Jack was ready for a job..." Ashley started but stopped when then she was slapped.
"Call him shithead," she counteroffered. Ashley's face reddened but she didn't hesitate.
"We thought shithead was ready for a job," she started.
In that moment I felt my dick twitch, something about this woman having the power to turn my friend on me without hesitation was, let's just say stirring.
"Everything was going great, the guys didn't know until he lost his breasts mistress," Ashley finished explaining.
"What are you a sissy? Do you not like breasts you little worm!" she asked.
Before I could answer she leaned in and pushed my face hard into her breasts. Being so close to that hardened toned body was exciting but it was hard to breathe.
"No mistress," I murmured as best I could.
"No, you don't like tits?" you are a little sissy aren't you?"
"No, I mean, I don't not love tits, mistress" I said eloquently. "And yes I am a sissy, mistress," so that was out there.
"Bitch, fetch me a collar," she ordered.
I thought at first she was speaking to me and I was afraid to answer I didn't know what she was talking about but Ashley bolted so quickly to a drawer that it became clear Ashley apparently was nicknamed bitch. Ashley leaned down and I couldn't believe when she fashioned a collar around my neck. Then she hooked a chain to it and handed it to mistress and she went back to the floor.
