A Slut is Born Ch. 11

CHAPTER 11: ISLAND PLEASURES -- TUESDAY NIGHT

Tuesday and Thursday nights included special entertainment at the resort nightclub. As we learned, special entertainment meant live sex shows on stage. There was a very big condition to the special entertainment: it was amateur night. We learned that these entertainment nights were frequently canceled when no female guest volunteered to participate and decide on the content of the show.

I knew that wasn't going to be the case that Tuesday night. Not with Travis's mind working in overdrive. I knew, and he knew, that I would have to approve of anything. He also knew, however, as I also knew, I would probably agree to almost anything he devised simply because the trust between us assured his careful consideration of me.

Our nights were naturally filled with intriguing and creative fucking. I would be fucked in all three holes by Travis before we fell asleep still clutching each other the way we were in our final recovery. The days also included me being exhibited, fucked, or me sucking him on the beach, always drawing a crowd of voyeurs. It seemed at some point in the day the voyeurs became a bit more involved as time went on. I would often be riding Travis and it was during those times that I would suck randomly presented cocks from the crowd. On a few occasions, Travis would direct me to get off his cock and move to my hands and knees next to him. I wouldn't know who he would point to, but a cock would soon begin probing at my gaping cunt. I would, of course, already be highly stimulated from fucking Travis's big cock so I would quickly orgasm on this new man despite a significantly smaller cock plunging into me. The combination of being directed by my lover, a stranger whose face I hadn't even seen, the other guests on the beach watching, and Travis verbally and physically teasing me would ultimately bring me to a couple orgasms.

Travis was going to be busy working out some details for my special feature for the Tuesday night 'entertainment'. That afternoon, he booked me for spa time. I didn't ask what that was but figured a little pampering was always good.

I showed up at the spa reception desk right on time. I was naked, of course. The young island woman was nearly so, too. Her pert breast stood out proudly on her chest, the semi-sheer wrap at her waist doing little to limit images of her bald pussy. A door at the side opened and I was pleasantly surprised. It was Manny who we met when we first came to the resort. He held the door for me and explained he pulled two shifts to earn money for school, this one in the spa as a masseuse. A massage table was set up in the center of the room, lights were very subdued, some incense in the air, and soft, soothing flute music came from unseen speakers.

"Ms. Wilson, it looks like you are scheduled for a massage, body wrap, and hot tub, is that right?" Manny asked.

"Please, Manny, call me Tessa. And, I have no idea. He scheduled it for me and here I am."

He looked at a clipboard in his hands. "Mmmmm... I see Full Body Massage is marked with a handwritten comment, 'and whatever comes up'." His eyes sparkled as his eyes met mine. "Any idea what that refers to?"

I met his gaze with my own sparkling eyes. "Knowing that man, I have some ideas. Let's see what comes to mind." He smiled, not bothering to hide the lewdness of his thoughts showing on his face.

I climbed onto the table, starting by lying on my front. He dribbled warm oil from my neck down my spine to the crack of my ass. With my face in the comfortable padded hole in the table, I found myself once again blind to the touch of a new man. While he worked the oil into my shoulders, neck, and back with his strong hands, the feel of oil sliding over my asshole to my already wet cunt was getting me charged up for anything. He repeated the oil on the back of my thighs and feet. As his hands worked their way up the insides of my thighs, the pressing and pulling of his hands on my leg muscles soon had me spread open. His hands on my ass cheeks, fingers sliding into my crack, firmly sliding over my asshole and down further along my cunt lips had my hips rising to his touch.

"Turn over now, Tessa." I did as he instructed. I was fully exposed to his hands and so ready for them to firmly touch me. "Keep your legs spread for me, Tessa." His fingers were rolling my nipples. It didn't feel like part of any massage, but it felt so good. "May I be very open with you, Tessa?" he asked.

I moaned softly, "Oooooo... yes... please do."

He smiled down at me. His face had lost some of the reserved professionalism he originally started with. "You have very beautiful breasts, body, and... pussy," he quietly confessed while holding my gaze. After everything I had experienced at the resort, the nudity, beach exposure, and public sex, I was no longer embarrassed by the open, lewd comments. I was turned on and wondered what might happen.

I shifted my gaze to the semi-sheer wrap at his waist. His cock was clearly stimulated as it pressed the gauzy material out from his body. "Since we're alone, Manny, would it be more comfortable without your wrap?"

He smiled and quickly released the catch at the side for the material to fall to the floor. "Thank you, Tessa." He watched my reaction as he added, "It would appear something may have 'come up' after all." I smiled.

He began the massage of my front, again beginning at my shoulders, working down over my tits, my nipples getting significant, yet tender, manipulation. His hands worked down my chest and abdomen to my mound. I held my breath as he pressed over my mound toward my needy cunt but he avoided touching, only 'accidentally' bumping my clit a couple times. He had worked over my tits and body from behind my head. As he reached over me to work further down my stomach and abdomen, his cock pressed against my head and alongside it. I turned my head in that direction, his big dark cock sliding along my face. I somehow resisted the desire to lick it as it passed by.

As he worked up my legs, he part my thighs even more as he worked the muscles on the insides of my thighs. He poured the warm oil directly onto my cunt, the oil running between my open lips. My cunt was the only part of me not to have directly felt his firm touch. That ended. He raised my knees and spread them wide. I was fully and completely and lewdly spread open to him. His gaze for a moment fixed on my open cunt, then he looked up to see me with an expectant, anticipatory, and strained smile. I wanted and needed his touch.

His attention to my cunt was amazing. I lost track of time as his fingers stroked over the outside of my lips, through the length of my slit, and special attention to the clit almost as if he was masturbating it. I had a very nice orgasm from that and, as I recovered, he was stroking between my lips from top to bottom. I ached for his fingers to go inside and my hips rotated as if helping him.

"Any idea what Mr. Brown might have meant about 'whatever comes up', Tessa?" he softly asked with a voice that came from his building stress.

He was standing alongside me. My eyes fixed on the hard cock bobbing in front of him as he moved. Not able to resist any longer, I reached out to grasp it. "I think, Manny, something has indeed come up." His smile back to me was strained. "He requested a full-body massage for me?" He nodded. "Would an internal massage be included in that, Manny?"

He didn't answer. With lust openly exposed on his face, he moved quickly to the end of the table, pulled me to the edge, and raised my legs, my feet placed over his shoulders. He put his hard cock at the entrance to my cunt and pressed firmly. As inches of his thick cock penetrated, I gasped and moaned. He did, too.

"OH... FUCK... YESSSS..." I openly exclaimed. "I think... internal... was exactly... what he... intended," I gasped out with moans with each of his thrusts. He smacked into my ass and he was fully inside me. "Ohhhhh... mmmm... Manny... this massage... is perfect." He grunted as he pounded harder at my cunt.

I orgasmed on his cock like that. With the last orgasmic ripples dying in my body, "Hands and knees," he instructed. Oh fuck, yes, I thought. Use this slut with your wonderful cock. I turned and scrambled onto my hands and knees with him following me onto the table. His cock slammed back inside as he leaned over me to resume his massaging of my tits and clit. Oh, fuck... he was so good at massage.

He stopped, again, pulling his cock abruptly out of me. "Ride me," he instructed. I had to struggle off the table on weakened legs as he took my place on his back. I climbed back up and sat on his cock. I wasn't going to last much longer and I wanted him to join me. I fucked him like a banshee, squeezing his cock with my cunt muscles for everything I was worth. We both came at the same moment, my orgasm triggering his climax with my spasming cunt.

The wrap session was quiet and soothing. Again, I was blind by the total covering of soft, wet, and very warm wrapping. Within the cocoon, my active and stimulated mind began wondering what Travis was planning for my debut showing. Only hours to find out.

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Proofed (03/22/2023)

"You sure you are okay?" Travis was fussing over me. I understood his concern but we had talked about what he planned. I was excited.

We were standing just outside the bright lights of the stage. The club manager was ready to get the night going and the club was packed and excitedly expectant after word spread through the resort. Many had watched me on the beach being fucked. Some had been the recipient of my sucking them as I was being fucked. The phrase I had heard, though not directly to me, was 'beach slut'. Rather than offending, it had excited me. I had, apparently, really made it. I was a slut. And what was planned for me would reinforce that with exclamation points.

There was a bed with several layers of sheets on it directly in the center of the low stage where the lights were brightest. "Tonight is special," the club manager began as he stood in resort shorts and shirt on the stage before the overflowing crowd. I wondered if the island even had a fire marshal to be concerned with the room's capacity being severely exceeded. "These evenings require a willing female guest. As open as this resort is, few women ever volunteer. Tonight is different." The crowd erupted in applause, whistles, and cheers. "Many of you have already enjoyed watching her on the beach. Some of you might have heard the nickname used for her: beach slut." Cheers rose, again.

Travis held me tight. "You can always say no, enough."

I turned away from what the manager was prepping the crowd with. I kissed Travis hard before gazing lustily into his eyes. I grasped his hardening cock and lightly stroked it. My hands went to his cock as casually as his hands went to my tits and cunt. "Thank you, lover. I love the care you have for me. I want this, though. You want this, too, or you wouldn't have proposed it. I know I can stop it if it gets to be too much. I don't want to, though. I want to experience it all. I think I am there, Travis." He looked at me puzzled as another wave of cheers rose in the crowd. "Slut, Travis. I'll know I am really a slut after this."

He took me in his arms and kissed me hard and full of lustful passion as he drove two fingers into my dripping cunt. God, I was so ready for this!

We barely heard the manager announce us. I was about to perform in a live sex show before an overcrowded room of resort guests and staff and we were lost in our passion for each other. He parted from me and took my hand, squeezing it reassuringly. I squeezed it back. We each took deep breaths and marched into the light, both completely naked, both very aroused and more telling on Travis with his hardening cock pointing ahead of us.

Travis took the microphone from the manager. I was surprised. Travis seemed very comfortable naked in front of everyone and set to address them. I wasn't so comfortable. I was there. I don't think I could have managed any intelligible words to come from my mouth.

"Ladies and gentlemen, fellow resort guests and resort staff, welcome to our little performance. My name is Travis Brown and this lovely woman is Tessa Wilson. Tessa is... mmmmm... lovely in so many ways. To those of you who have seen firsthand her lusty side out on the beach..." Hoots and applause erupted to cause Travis to pause. "Yes, well, believe me when I say I felt the same way." Much laughter rolled to us. "It has been my amazing pleasure... and I truly mean, pleasure... to have been the primary recipient of Tessa's lustful efforts."

He turned to me and led me to the bed. "Recipient of my lustful efforts?" I repeated his words back to him. He smiled.

When I turned to crawl onto the bed, I noticed large flat-screen TVs appear above and around the room showing us on the bed. There were cameras pointed at the bed from various angles.

"Were the cameras your idea?" I asked as I lay back and spread my legs for him.

"They asked about using them so more detail could be seen by everyone in the room. I agreed on the condition that only one copy be made and that would be yours," he replied.

"Ours, you mean." I laughed and caught the image on the screen on the side wall. "Can you imagine one of your friends? 'Well, Tessa, did you bring back any souvenirs from your trip?'"

I raised my knees and splayed them out. The screen showed my open cunt. He pressed his cock at my hole and muttered as he leaned over me, his cock sliding inside, "I can see all of us having a hell of a weekend watching it several times."

"Ohh... fuck me... OH... GOD... you feel so good."

He did, too. He pounded me in the missionary position until I orgasmed. How could I not under the circumstances? Then he rolled us to cowgirl and I began fucking him. He finally climaxed in my cunt from behind in the doggy position. Me... I came another time... loudly.

I thought that went pretty well. Two orgasms through three positions with cameras catching everything on large screens. I collapsed on the bed and rolled to my back. Travis was partially lying on me.

There was a lot of noise directed at us. Apparently, the crowd thought it was good, too. "Travis," I gasped, "I can't believe what we just did. In front of all those people and on the screen."

"Wild, huh?" I nodded with a big smile on my face. "Glad you thought so but you're not through." What?

The manager was on the microphone, again. "Come forward guys," he called out. "Act 2." Act 2?

I pushed myself to my elbows and gazed to the side where the manager was indicating. Three resort staff was approaching. They were naked black and all had big, hard cock swaying in front of them. I looked at Travis. He was smiling.

Past the surprise, though, I got to my knees to crawl quickly to the edge of the bed. The men formed in front of me. It didn't take them long in approaching to see what I was wanting. My hands grasped cocks while my mouth found the third. I switched back and forth. Sucking them wasn't truly necessary since they were already hard. Three big black cocks. Of course, I was going to suck them. At least suck them for a while.

A while didn't last long. Travis was next to me. Out of the corner of my eyes, I saw him hand something to one of them. That was a tube of lubrication. Fuck. Three guys for round 2. This was going to be air-tight.

I pulled my mouth from the cock while still holding the other two. I lustily gazed at Travis. He was all smiles. "Surprise, slut." The manager's mic must have picked up what he called me. Instantly, the crowd began chanting, "Slut... Slut... Slut..."

I've done this before, I reassured myself. Travis's friends. Three black cocks with a hundred people watching? After Travis has already fucked me to two orgasms before them? Slut, indeed, I thought with renewed lust powering up my body for anything they wanted to do. Travis was here, I could let myself go and just pleasure and be pleasured.

I crawled backward on the king-sized bed and the three new guys followed. One lay on his back. Did they have this choreographed? Was Travis behind this, too? I was kneeling on the bed a bit stunned. I looked at the man lying next to me, holding his hard, black cock vertically for me. I looked at each of the others, then at Travis standing at the other side of the bed, out to the crowded club that was standing room only but all of them were largely in darkness compared to the bright lights of the stage.

"I can't believe I'm doing this in front of so many people," I muttered. I didn't speak to anyone, not even to Travis. It came out as more of an appeasement to the voice inside me. The voice that is the other part of me, the voice I push down, ignore, for this part of me with Travis. And, I do it, again.

I climb over the man with his cock held up, grab it from him, and sit on it after moving it and my hips to align it with my just fucked hole. Before I have pressed down to have the cock fully inside me, another cock appears at my face. My mouth opens and the next cock presses through my lips and over my tongue. Before I feel the lubrication pressed at my asshole, the second cock has begun pressing into my throat. Everything stops, including noise from the crowd, as the third cock positions at my asshole, pressing firmly to open the tight sphincter. Anal has become routine for me so the cock, after a little effort for him and me, presses through the tight muscle and inside.

"OH... FUCK," I call out loud and clear. Noise resumes from the crowd. Even they, it seemed, held their collective breath. "Fuck me..." I mumble around the cock to no one in particular. To all of them. "Pound me... fuck me."

"Do it," I heard above me from Travis, "fuck her like the slut she is."

Three cock begin thrusting, plowing into my three holes. The cock in my mouth fucks my throat. The cock in my ass thrusts deep and hard. It is only the cock in my cunt that is restricted but I lift my hips only a few inches higher and even it begins to be flexed in and out. Three big cocks pounded into me and my body rocketed to another impending orgasm with anal and vagina nerves being jointly and independently stimulated.

Once, again, I have passed through awareness beyond my body's sensory experience. There is no longer a crowd, no bright lights, no video feed, and nothing but cocks taking my body to nirvana. I am released to the experience. A slut with three holes. My entire body shakes as the rising stimulation crests into an orgasm that has my holes freeze, clenching, and spasming. The cock press on, though. I am fucked through the orgasm and my body rides it and remains on the verge of more orgasms.

It's the cock in my throat that cums, first. I stiffen but can do little else when the cock swells and jerks but doesn't pull back like I am used to. My throat clenches but the cock remains as the first spurt sends cum down my throat. It finally pulls back and I take in air through my nose as the next spurt goes directly down my throat. My mind registers how crazy that felt when the cock in my ass thrusts even more powerfully and deeply as it pulses in my tight ass which presses my throat further over the cock until my nose is at the base. Two cocks emptying into me at once. My body tightens and convulses with every limb and muscle seemingly quaking. The cock in my cunt drives deep with sharp, desperate thrusts of the hips and it too begins spurting cum.

My mouth hangs open as I gasp. The cock is still there but pulsing its last in my mouth. The cock in my ass is deep but motionless as its last pulses of cum release. It is only the cock in my cunt that continues with short jerks. The man behind me sags and I can't hold him or even desire to. I collapse onto the man below me, and the cock in my mouth slips out.