Indecent Encounters (2 page)

“Oh fuck, you’re good at this, princess.” Her green eyes lifted up to meet his. Owen’s heart skipped a beat. Some women could hold you with their eyes. This woman was one of them. “Do you want me to come in your mouth?

His dick slipped from her lips. “Yes.”

He smiled.
This one I have so many plans for
. “Not yet, princess. I need to fuck you first. Stand up.” Owen helped her to her feet and then pushed her back against the wall.

* * * *

Once more her skirt was dragged up to her waist. Poppy caught his hands. They were large and calloused. This was a man who worked for a living.
What will those hands feel like on my body?

“Still scared someone will see us?” His fingers drove up into her cunt.

Poppy squealed. “Yes-s-s-s.” She spread her legs wider to accommodate his thrusting fingers. If someone was watching now?
Let them
. Poppy bore down on his hand. “I need cock.” The cock in question was riding high and hard and waiting for its turn.

He chuckled. “And you’ll get it. But I want to see your breasts now. Show them to me.”

Driven by lust and the promise of more, Poppy undid the four small buttons that held the fabric over her breasts together. As it parted her eyes locked with his. She saw the raw need and hunger in his intent gaze. Poppy felt the power she had over him. Her hands went up to the pink-tipped mounds and massaged the fullness.
Oh yeah, I’m not the only one in need…

“Hey! You can’t do this here. It’s a public thoroughfare.” The driver had returned to his delivery truck that was parked in the alley.

A dozens words of protest came to her lips, yet she said nothing. No words were compelling enough to make her stop what these men planned to do to her.

The truck driver grinned. “Got one.” He leaned against the wall and waited his turn.

Poppy was stunned. She looked from Joshua to the other man. They were both so different. The trucker was huge, tall and solidly built. There was also a roughness about him that verged on caveman.

Joshua removed his fingers. They were wet with her juices. “Turn around.”

“But I want to see you.”

“And I want to fuck you and I’ll do it my way.” Joshua grabbed her by the waist and forced her to face the wall. He let her dress drop to her feet so her back and ass was on display. Joshua spanked it hard several times.

Poppy jumped in shock and pain. “Stop it.”

Again his hand came down on her butt. “I do what I want.”
Slap. Slap. Slap.

It was humiliating to be treated like an errant schoolgirl being punished for not doing as she was told. “Stop it. That hurts.”

“What?”
Slap
. “Don’t you want to be filled?”

“Yes.”

“Then shut up, spread your legs and say nothing.”

As liberated as she believed herself to be, Poppy couldn’t help but do as she was told. The promise of sex always won over her need to be in control. She felt his dick prod her ass.

“I need your dick inside me right now,” Poppy yelled out, uncaring who heard her. That the truck driver laughed raucously was of no concern to her. “Please fuck me hard.”

Joshua chuckled, as if pleased. “Your wish is about to be granted, princess.”

At the first thrust of his dick inside her cunt, Poppy cried out in excitement. This was what she had needed. There was nothing like being filled by a hot, driving cock. Joshua shoved it up her so fast and so furious that she held her breath in awe. Few men knew how to take a woman in such a primal way. Most men were too careful. Poppy wasn’t interested in romantic sex right now. She didn’t protest when Joshua pulled her hands back behind her. Poppy enjoyed the feeling of being pinned to the wall, unable to fight against it. “Oh, Joshua…”

* * * *

Owen’s thrusts were deep and hard. He knew what the lady wanted. She needed to be taken and owned. His hips pummeled her ass, balls slapping as he drove his dick into her time and time again. “You like my dick inside you, princess?”

Owen glanced at the truck driver standing beside them. He was already rolling a condom over his dick. It was fat, very long and hard, and Owen doubted most women would be able to take so much inside without crying out in discomfort. “Do you need me princess?”

Owen watched as she stumbled, the fabric of her dress twisted around her ankles. The driver moved her forward, his cock bouncing and ready for action.

“Joshua?” Poppy cried out as the driver opened the door of his truck and pushed her onto the seat, her ass in the air. There was no finesse at all as he spread her legs and entered her cunt roughly. Poppy cried out in shock. “Too big.”

“You women like it.”

Owen watched intently as the man pounded his dick inside her, his hips moving in a manic fashion as he rammed back and forth. It was sheer animal lust that drove him on. The girl shrieked with every hard thrust. It was rough, unforgettable sex. Owen wanted to see the look in her eyes when they finished. That would tell him a lot about her.

The truck driver yelled as he came. His last thrust made Poppy’s body bounce with the intensity of it. He pulled out and slapped her red ass. “Thanks, man.” He ripped off the condom and threw it into the alley.

* * * *

Poppy allowed herself to be dragged off the seat by Joshua. She wouldn’t have been able to move otherwise. She ached all over. The driver had been so big and rough. Her cunt felt sore and tender.
But oh, I enjoyed that.
Poppy pushed the hair from her eyes and looked up at Joshua.

“You liked that?” he asked. Neither of them paid attention to the truck as it drove off.

“I loved it.” There was no point denying it. While she hadn’t come herself, she was taken and used as she had wanted. When Joshua lifted her into his arms and pushed her back against the wall, Poppy instantly wound her legs around his waist. She was sore and tender, but the thought of this man filling her once more made her cling to him.

Joshua pushed his dick inside her again. His lips met hers, swallowing her small cry at his entry. He thrust gently within her for a while. Poppy found it nice and calming after the furious pace she’d just endured. She was disappointed when he stopped.

“On your knees, princess.”

Poppy dropped slowly down as bidden. Her thighs ached as she knelt before him, her eyes on his cock as he fisted it. “I want to taste.”

“Open your mouth.”

Poppy did so, waiting for the firm flesh to slide inside her mouth. Instead, warm, sticky cum spurted on her lips and dripped down her chin as he came. She licked the sour, musky flavor from her lips.

When Joshua finished, he pushed his dick inside his jeans. “I’ll be at The Hunt Club tonight. Be there, princess.”

Poppy watched as he walked off, leaving her cum-soaked and naked in the alley.

Chapter Three

Poppy ached all over. The walk back to the Sunrise Hotel had been a long one. It wasn’t the distance. That was barely two blocks. It was the fact that she had been fucked within an inch of her life, covered in cum and wearing a filthy dress that made it hard. “But damn, it was worth it.” She knew people looked at her and wondered.
Let ‘em.

Once more Poppy thought what the steady man in her life would think about this. Would he be shocked or did he know her too well for that? Poppy pondered on her lack of guilty feelings. Was it possible to feel guilty for something you enjoyed? Surely remorse only happened if you were ashamed at your actions. Poppy felt no shame. “I would do it again.”

Once inside her hotel room she went straight to her luggage. Poppy needed one thing desperately. She needed an orgasm. Scrambling through her clothes, she found what she was after. She sighed as her hand wrapped around the long, thick, bright pink dildo, and then she moved to the shower. Poppy needed to be clean but she needed to come. So many competing needs were making her frantic. The warm water rushed down her body washing away the marks from her possession, and calmed her down. She would never forget the moment in the alley though. It was ingrained in her mind forever.

Poppy turned on the vibrator, smiling as the rotating head churned and twisted against her palm. “Perfect.” She inserted it inside her vagina, wincing slightly. Joshua and the truck driver had certainly left their mark. She was sore, yet not so sore that she didn’t want more.

“Ma’am?”

Poppy jumped at the sound of the male voice outside the bathroom door. When the door opened she held her breath.

The dark skinned man came inside the bathroom and started stripping off his clothes. His dark brown eyes were locked on the dildo buried inside her. “You only had to dial 9 for room service and I would have come to you.” Once naked, he moved into the shower stall and dropped to his knees.

Surprised, yet excited by his offer, she nodded. “Service me now then.” Poppy clutched the broad shoulders before her. John had been an unexpected bonus. Never before had a room service attendant actually service her. The first day of her arrival, the sexy Latino had led her to the hotel room and held out his hand for a tip. The look in his eyes had suggested so much more than just monetary pleasure to be enjoyed, and she was happy to indulge. John’s was not the first dick she had sucked within five minutes of acquaintance.

Poppy dropped her head back and gave in to the raw sensation of a man eating her. She pushed her pussy into his face wanting him to devour her. His hands wrapped around her legs and held her close. There was no way she could move even if she wanted to. “Oh, John…” He was relentless. He sucked and lapped until her knees shook. He shoved two fingers inside her cunt and pumped hard. It was inevitable after the alley and now John that she would come in his mouth. She fell over him as the orgasm ripped through her.

“My turn.” John picked her up in a fireman’s lift and carried her wet, slippery body to the bed. He set her down and propped up her hips so her ass was in full view.

As he mounted her, Poppy spread her legs to give him full access to her cunt. But that wasn’t where he was aiming. She cried out in sudden pain as his dick pushed inside her anus. Poppy clutched the sheets beneath her. Never had someone taken her ass with so little warning. As his dick drove inside, she whimpered at the burning discomfort.

“Shhh…” John whispered in her ear. “You know you like it.”

Poppy had been about to disagree when he began thrusting inside her. She held her breath as the discomfort turned to a burning heat that flooded her body. She pushed her ass back against him.

John laughed. “You’re such a slut.”

“Yes.” There was no point denying it. She loved sex in any form. That he was using her purely for his own satisfaction made it more exciting. She had no control. He was using her. She smiled and pushed her face down into the pillow. The sound of his balls slapping against her ass seemed to go on forever. Poppy loved a man with stamina.

When John pulled out she moaned, already missing his fullness. He grabbed her around the waist and flipped her onto her back. She watched as his hand wrapped around his engorged cock. As the first drops of cum hit her breasts, Poppy dipped her fingers between her legs and rubbed hard. That she came almost instantly didn’t surprise her.

“And I’ll be sure to commend your service to the hotel manager, John.”

* * * *

Poppy pushed inside the door of The Hunt Club. It was situated off the main tourist strip beside the main railway line. It was Saturday night and as expected of a bar that had women’s panties tacked to the ceiling, it was filled with half drunken men and scantily clad women. It was a standard pick up place you would find in any city. Poppy looked around her. She had dressed simply due to the heat in denim shorts and a simple white peasant blouse. The lacy, satin red bra she had chosen to wear under the blouse was meant to be provocative but even with that she felt out of place. The women at the bar looked much wilder and drunker than Poppy believed she could ever be. One was bare-assed and sitting on the lap of a man. It didn’t take a genius to work out where his dick was buried.