Old Ladies, Thongs & Hotel Hot Tubs

"I know, baby, I know..." Sonya said. "I know how hot I am. I know young guys like you go nuts for a hot fucking babe like me. There's no shame in wanting to fuck me. I'm so fucking sexy, aren't I? Tell me..." she demanded. Overwhelmed, he couldn't help but comply.

"Yes... yes! You're so fucking sexy," Tyler finally admitted, on edge from the older woman's cunning ministrations.

"I turn you on?" Sonya asked, giving his cock another squeeze with her ass.

"Yes! Damnit... fuck, that's good... yes, you turn me on, okay!" he groaned out, squeezing her big tits roughly as he humped up against her ass. "These bikinis... you look so fucking filthy."

"Admit the truth, baby," Sonya groaned out, grinding against the college student's lengthy dick. "Tell me... tell me you want to fuck me! Yes! Admit it!"

"Fuck..." Tyler groaned. He really wanted to fight for Janie, but his judgment was being clouded by this older woman's amazingly lush, firm ass and spectacularly massive, soft breasts. As soon as she began rubbing her mature body against his, her arguments were starting to make a lot of sense. Why was he fighting for a girl who was so ready to dump him? Sure, when they were together, him and Janie, it felt like something special. Something greater than the sum of its parts. But she was out of the picture at the moment, and these... these brazen, forceful, aggressive old women in their filthy, slutty, amazing bikinis... they had swooped in. They had taken her rightful place. They had claimed his dick as their own, and they had already taken things this far. Would it be so much worse to just seal the deal fully? To take this encounter to its logical conclusion, have his fun, drain his nuts, and write it off as one crazy night, the type of understandable mistake any young college guy would make. But, most of those other guys had drunken encounters with gorgeous, slutty co-eds. His mistake would be fucking three old, slutty women. If anyone else knew... it would be the kind of mistake no one would let him forget about. If Carlos told anyone... he would be forever known as the guy who fucked three old ladies on Spring Break while all the other guys fucked hot, young co-eds. Could he actually do this? Could he actually go through with this?

"Tell me, baby!" Sonya pleaded, grinding against his throbbing length, really digging into him with her hot ass.

"Yes!" Tyler replied, the pleasure too much to take. "Yes, I want to fuck you! All of you! Okay... fuck, that's good! I want to fuck all three of you... I want to do bad things to your hot bodies! Please!"

"Oh my God! YES!" Sonya squealed, grinding into his cock hard with her juicy ass, reaching up to make the young man really dig in with his fingers on her juicy rack. "Do you like us all more than little pathetic Janie? Do you think we're sexier than you're young, skinny girlfriend?"

"Fuck yes!" Tyler groaned out, so overwhelmed he didn't even think about what he was saying. "You all are so much hotter... yes... so much sexier... than my skinny little young girlfriend!"

"Ughh! YES!" Sonya groaned, shivering slightly in the broiling water as she ground against the younger man.

"Oh my God!" Stella moaned from beside him. As things got more heated with Sonya, he had practically forgotten about the two women next to him. He now realized that both women were touching themselves under the water as they watched their blonde friend work her magic. Now that his corruption was nearly complete, they pounced again. Ellen reattached her mouth to the young man's neck sucking and kissing it savagely, as Stella grabbed his face and pulled him in for a passionate kiss. The college student's lips locked with the older, curvy Latina woman as she jammed her tongue down his throat, kissing him like an over-enthusiastic teenager. This woman was a teacher! All these woman worked in a school, entrusted with guiding the future, yet here they were, stripped down in slutty bikinis, at a hotel in the middle of nowhere, making out with a young college stud, throwing any sense of decorum and professionalism away, just to get some young dick. Despite how wrong it was, it was working on Tyler. His cock was throbbing. He had fallen under their sway, and there was no going back.

"Holy shit, they're going for it! Unbelievable!" One of the partiers called out from the parking lot.

"God, I can't believe he's hooking up with those old sluts! That's so nasty!" one of the girl partiers added.

Lost in a haze, Tyler' was pulled from away Stella, their soft lips parting. Ellen stole his attention, grabbing him roughly by the chin and pulling the younger man in for a savage kiss. As Tyler made out with the uptight librarian, Stella kissed down his jawline, and Sonya ground her ass into his lap roughly, keeping him on edge, but not letting him go over. This went on for a few minutes, Tyler making out with the three old women, before finally, Sonya sat up and pulled Tyler apart from the two women next to him, getting their attention.

"Let's go upstairs..." Sonya said, breathing deep, nipples throbbing, her tanned, slippery skin glowing with need. "It's time for us to get down to business... it's time for us to fuck!" A shiver went down Tyler's spine, knowing things were about to get very, very real. He was about to do the nasty with three much older women. "Stand up, baby... show us that fine young body of yours."

A few minutes before, Tyler would have hemmed and hawed, trying to escape his fate. But he was too far gone. These three women had worked him up and driven him crazy. He wasn't going to deny the truth. He wasn't going to deny the inevitable.

Tyler stood up straight in the hot tub, his lower half rising from beneath the surface, showing off his terrific, naked cock to the three aggressive older women for the first time.

"Holy shit!" Ellen called out.

"Jesus..." Stella said softly.

"My god..." Sonya gasped, chewing her lower lip, eyes hungrily gazing upon the college student's impressive endowment. "Now THAT'S a fucking teenage dick!" It had felt amazingly large against her ass, but it looked even bigger now that she was gazing upon it in the flesh. Nine inches. Thick and meaty. The head was nice and fat, and the shaft looked substantial. Not easily broken, not even by the roughest of sex. And his large, swollen, teenage nuts were equally impressive, causing all three women to fantasize about all the creamy, teenage spunk nestled deeply within.

Sonya bent over, reached down and snaked her slim mature fingers around his throbbing shaft, causing the naked young man to jump slightly, panting deep. Was this really gonna happen? She squeezed his impressive, smooth, teenage dick in her palm, feeling its concrete stiffness in between her fingers. She stared at it, unable to look away, studying every bulge and vein. Finally, she looked up, her heated gaze meeting his own.

"It seems as if our new boyfriend has the type of dick old sluts dream about..." Sonya whispered, moving in close, stroking him lightly. "It's time for us to test it out. C'mon, boy... I'll lead the way."

Maintaining her grip on his cock, Sonya turned and pulled him forward, stepping out of the hot tub. He followed dutifully, and as the other two women gathered all their things, Sonya led the group out of the pool area.

It was a crazy sight, three practically nude older women in tiny bikini's, traipsing around unashamed, with a completely naked young stud sandwiched between them, being led by the cock towards his fate. The group walked within range of the partying group, and all of their eyes were on this motley group they had been spying on all night.

The young men in the group were stunned into silence watching these three voluptuous, nearly nude middle aged women leading a guy their age by the cock. These women weren't the type they normally targeted, but there was something about them...

The party girls were not so amused. They looked disgusted by these slutty old ladies letting it all hang out, and on top of that, the confusion at seeing this young, good looking young guy in their grasp just added to their dislike of these three women. Their disgust was so apparent that Sonya just had to respond.

"Don't judge, ladies!" Sonya called out as she led her three followers towards the stairs. "You might not get it, but your boyfriends do. Trust me, when those boys are railing you tonight, they'll do it with a bit of an extra oomph... because it'll be us they're thinking about, and not you poor things, haha!" the older blonde bragged before turning away. The young girls looked at the boyfriends, fuming, and all they could do was laugh and shrug.

Tyler was in a haze as he was led across the parking lot and up the thin metal stairs. He had stepped over his own discarded trunks during this march, but he was too far gone to care. Tyler was transfixed by Sonya's ass as he was led forward. His eyes followed the smooth, confident side-to-side bouncing of her jiggling, mature ass, hypnotizing him once again. He walked along the balcony, not even realizing he had passed his own room, where Carlos caught a glimpse of his buddy with the three old sluts, causing him to smirk. Before Tyler knew it, he was entering their hotel room, and the sound of the door being locked behind him was the signal to him that there would be no escaping these three women.

Hot sweaty sex was about to happen.

Sonya released her hold on him and turned around to face him. The other women walked around the naked college student, eying the young man's sizable cock as they joined their friend, standing on either side of her. He now was being gazed upon hungrily, appraisingly, feeling like the piece of meat he was.

"So many guys would kill to be in your place, locked in a hotel room with three gorgeous sluts..." Sonya boasted proudly. In his deepest fantasies of being the centerpiece of sex by a group of women, this was not what he had in mind. He would have imagined three women, about his age, young and hot with amazing tits. But this... being locked in a room with three thick-bodied middle-aged women in indecent bikinis who were more aggressive than any other woman he had ever encountered... he would have never have guessed this would happen. But at the moment, he had never wanted anything more.

Janie was the furthest thing from his mind.

"All you young, disobedient pieces of shit," Ellen began, stepping forward, speaking in her cold, sneering tone. "You think you can do whatever you want just because you have these big, juicy, delicious cocks!? You go around with these smug, cocky smiles, like you control the world, just because you have these massive, perfect teenage dicks that you know we all fucking love! But it's our asses you can't take your eyes off of. It's our tits you stare at. Face it, College boy... women like us run the world!" With that, Ellen reached down and pulled her purple thong down, exposing her nearly bare pussy to Tyler's widened eyes.

As the librarian, Ellen wasn't exactly the most popular woman at the high school she worked at. In fact, she was quite disliked among the student body. She was a strict, humorless bitch, a disciplinarian who seemed to take no joy in her job or dealing with the students. And it was like she said, despite the contentious relationship she had with the student body, she couldn't help but notice the way some of the cockier students would look at her body, possibly sensing there might be a tigress inside her. They were right, but those little shits would never get the chance. She wasn't about to throw her career away for one of those fuckers, not that some of them didn't tickle her fancy. She actually hated young people, not that she didn't see the appeal in younger men. But the young people she had to deal with on a daily basis only fueled her dislike of them. But a guy like this, like Tyler, was different. He wasn't smug. He wasn't cocky. He was vulnerable. He was breakable. She was willing to throw down with him in a major way. For her, it was about fucking one of these cocky young studs into submission.

As her thong hit the floor, Tyler couldn't help but admire the neat, tight landing strip, really accentuating her mature pussy. It was a bit of a shock to see the pussy of a woman this much older than him, but he couldn't deny that it turned him on. Just as he looked up, he realized her hands were behind her back, undoing her top. His jaw dropped once again as her top fell to the floor, and she stood naked in front of him, hands on her hips.

Her tits were amazing, surprisingly perky and firm, with only some slight sag. Of the three women, she was the slimmest, and possibly due to this, her tits were the smallest of the three, which was really saying something, considering her tits could only be classified as fucking huge. DD's at minimum. Soft smooth, luscious curves, coated with the same even, creamy skin, her swollen pink nipples throbbing, aching for an eager mouth. They stood out from her frame proudly, succulently. The tightly wound librarian had massive perky tits. The last vestiges of her tightly wound appearance would soon disappear, as she untied her tightly pulled back hair, letting her dark hair loose, cascading past her shoulders. It was as if the tigress inside her had been unleashed, and it was ready to pounce.

"Hon, we know what you want," Stella said, stepping forward, her massive, jiggling tits bouncing with each step. "I mean, there's just something about when a strapping young man as yourself chooses a more experienced lover... someone who knows what they're doing and knows how to make you happy... it's just a beautiful thing. I see all these young guys getting stuck with these stuck-up little princesses who play all these silly games. Women like me... we understand what really matters. Sex! Sex is all that matters, and what separates the girls from the women are the ones who just really know how to fuck. And Tyler... I can fuck!"

With this last word, Stella reached back and undid her top, letting her bikini top fall to the ground, exposing her massive Latina breasts to him for the first time. Her age and Latina genetics granted her with a more naturally curvy body than her tightly wound friend. Her breasts were massive, even bigger than Ellen's, full and round, jutting outward with only some slight sag. They were smooth and supple and perfectly round, her caramel skin tone on her boobs even with the rest of her. The dark nipples were puckered, as she was very, very turned on. Tyler's eyes traveled down her smooth belly just in time to see her slide down her thong, revealing her small brown patch of pubic hair, just a thin pelt above her mature pussy. She now stood naked and proud before the turned-on young stud.

Stella was very much the opposite of Ellen in many respects. While Ellen was very cold and disliked the students, Stella was quite warm and enjoyed the students. Perhaps too much, as she was very much a gossip, enjoying hearing about the ups and down of high school politics, hearing who was dating who, who liked who, who hated who, etc. And while Ellen would never risk her job for one of the cocky shits at her school, Stella wasn't so closed off to the idea. It wasn't uncommon to catch her flirting lightly with the captain of the football team in one of her classes, or chatting up one of the more handsome available students at a football game or a pep rally. She did what she could to make it clear she was available to any of the handsome students who tickled her fancy, but no one had ever bitten the forbidden fruit. It was her biggest fantasy to hook up with a younger man, a stud she could train in the art of sex. Now she had her opportunity, and she wasn't about to waste it.

"I don't really have much of a declaration like my friends here," Sonya began, toying with her tiny green thong. "I just like to fuck, and I especially love to get it on with hot young guys. And lucky for me, with my hot body, all these hot young guys just seem to want to fuck me," the thick, middle-aged slut boasted. She then yanked down her thong, letting it fall to the floor, exposing her completely shaved, mature cunt, the two small, plump lips calling to Tyler's greedy eyes. Her tan-lines were very noticeable at her crotch, as there was a bikini sized area there that was whiter than the rest of her tanned skin. Seeing this older woman so brazenly exposed was a thrill to this young stud.

"All my coworkers think I'm a slut..." Sonya continued, now playing with the strap of her top, her huge tits rippling as she approached the young man slowly. "Bunch of prudes, if you ask me. They're all just jealous that a woman my age is having SO much sex. And trust me... I have a LOT of sex. I mean, you can ask my friends, and they'll tell you that I get some premium dick! All the young guys want a piece of this," she teased, running her hands up her sides, from her prominent hips up to her enormous jugs, giving them a firm squeeze, making her smooth breast-flesh ooze over the edges of her top. "You want a piece too... don't you Tyler? Ever since I sauntered into your life, you've wanted a piece of my ass, haven't you? You acted all cute and scared and nervous, but you know what you were really feeling... love. Love for your new, super-hot older girlfriend that would make all your friends jealous. Love for my smoking hot body. Love for my big tits! Tell me Tyler... do you love my big tits?" she purred, standing a couple feet in front of him, toying with her top again.

Tyler was pretty certain it wasn't love making his dick hard. But in the moment, despite everything, despite the love he felt for Janie, and despite knowing he should not be in a hotel room with three slutty old women, he couldn't help but go along with this madness. He couldn't help but play this out. He couldn't help but gawk at her huge, fleshy tits.

"Yes..." he croaked out.

"Are they better than little Miss Janie's?" Sonya asked with a knowing smirk.

"Yes..." he repeated, admitting the truth. This middle-aged woman had much bigger and better tits than his girlfriend. Sonya smiled brightly at this admission.

"Aww, you flatterer!" she tittered, reaching back behind her back to untie her top. "My big tits make me a better girlfriend to you than she could ever be. A better woman, even. A guy like you needs a woman with big tits, don't you?" She took his silent gawking as an affirmative. She was silent till he looked up at her, meeting her hungry gaze. "Do you want to see them?" she purred with a raised eyebrow. His throat tensed, and all Tyler could do was nod. "Tell me, baby," she insisted.

"Please Sonya," Tyler grunted out, the words barely sounding like his own. "Please let me see your big tits." Smiling deviously, she untied her top, and smoothly and deftly let it fall to the floor.

Tyler's eyes widened as he gawked at Sonya's big breasts.

Sonya put her hands on her hips as she let the younger man gawk at her huge boobs. They were enormous, the biggest he had ever seen, even including the small amount of porn he had watched. They were just mammoth, jutting out from her chest obscenely. They were full and round and all-natural, which gave them a little sag, but for breasts of that size, it was shocking how perky they still were. The massive fleshy orbs were so full they formed a deep, natural cavern of cleavage, while also being so round they jutted out from her sides, making the sides of her jugs visible from behind her. He didn't have enough of a trained eye to even begin to guess her cup size, but to the inexperienced young man, they looked like overripe, fleshy watermelons. So smooth... so round... so big!

She also had prominent tan lines, in the shape of the more sensible bikini top she must tan in. The top two thirds of her tits were sun-baked, while the bottom third of her breasts had paler, creamier skin. Her smooth, round, pink nipples stood out from this creamy skin, capped with hard, rubbery nubs, aching for pleasure.