Robin at the Hotel

She felt a hand on her head. It held her in place as he pulled his cock back slightly, and then it happened. His cock erupted, pulsing wildly, as cum spurted out into Robin's mouth. His hand held her in place as cum filled her mouth, spurt after spurt. She swallowed it all as it came. For what seemed like several minutes, the young man's twitching cock filled her mouth. As the cock softened, Robin began to milk it with her thick plump lips, squeezing out every last drop of cum into her mouth. She swallowed it all, and gently sucked as the cock softened, totally drained. She tucked it back inside the boxers, then zipped up the jeans, leaving no trace she'd ever been down there. The desk clerk wheeled his chair back, making room for her to get out from under the desk. Robin crawled out, then stood back up, as smoothly as possible. As she glanced around the lobby again, she stretched the stiffness that had settled in during this little adventure. She took another look at the desk clerk, who was out of breath but clearly very satisfied. He wore a look of pure bliss, like this was the best thing that had ever happened to him. It probably was. Robin leaned down to whisper into his ear one last time.

"Thanks, Cutie. That was a lot of fun. See you around." She stepped away and gave him a wicked smirk, then headed back toward the pool area. That was her original destination, after all. Behind her, she heard the clerk blurt something out.

"Don't you want your towels?"

"Towels? I brought my own. Thanks anyway!" She called back behind her, smiling at the thought of the poor guy just now realizing she had made up that excuse.

She stepped into the pool area and took a look around. It was empty, still. No signs of life anywhere. That was a little disappointing, but she wanted to spend some time here anyway. She removed her sarong, leaving just the skimpy blue bikini. She slipped slowly into the shallow end of the pool, and leaned back against the edge. Robin wasn't a great swimmer, but she did like being in the water. And she loved how pools and beaches were some of the only public places where being almost entirely naked was perfectly acceptable. She floated aimlessly around the pool, her large breasts barely covered and on full display to anyone who might wander by.

Just then, someone did wander into Robin's view. A husky man in a dark t-shirt and long swim trunks stepped through the glass door, into the pool area. His eyes locked onto Robin immediately, and his face lit up in a friendly smile.

"Oh, hey there! Looks like the place is almost empty. I hope you don't mind if I hop in for a bit." He seemed like a friendly fellow.

"Not at all!" Robin answered. "Hop on in, the water's great. I'll try not to get in your way, I'm mostly just floating, enjoying the water."

"Ah, I see. Well, as you can tell..." He motioned to his ample stomach. "I'm an Olympic swimmer, so I need to get my laps in. I'll try not to run you over, but no promises." He had an easy smile and happily chuckled at his own jokes. Robin found herself laughing at him, too. She tried not to think too hard about the taste of cum currently on her tongue, from the blowjob she had given just five minutes ago.

The large man removed his t-shirt to reveal a big, round, hairy belly. He set his shirt on the ground and made an extremely unathletic entrance into the water, splashing awkwardly as he just kind of fell in, fully submerged. The next moment, his head shot back out of the water, gasping -- and laughing a little, as well. He really was just having a great time. Robin continued floating, not doing much of anything, while the other man swam around for a bit, trying to keep his distance. Eventually, he came to a stop, and rested against the opposite end of the pool from where Robin had planted herself.

"By the way, my name is Gary." He had the look of a friendly and very genuine human being.

"Oh, nice to meet you, Gary. I'm Robin."

"Robin, huh? Happy to meet you Robin. I'm in this hotel a lot, actually. I travel here for business about once a month, and my company always puts me up in this place for some reason. And I'm the one who has to do it, because I'm the single guy in the office -- divorced, actually." Robin laughed at how common that was for men to bring up with her. If they were single, they would let her know, every time.

"I see."

"What about you? Are you here on vacation? If you don't mind me asking."

"Just taking a fun little trip, with a friend of mine. We're probably going to see the sights tomorrow, then head on down the road."

"Ah, a road trip? I used to love those. But when you drive all over for your job, you don't really feel like driving so much on your free time. You know?"

"I can imagine that." Robin found herself struck by how nonsexual this conversation had been. After all, she was practically naked. She had makeup like a hooker and tits that were impossible to ignore. But Gary didn't seem to have a lecherous bone in his body.

"Yeah, that's life I guess. Well, if you're in the city to 'see the sights', there's a great restaurant you need to go to. Do you like barbecue?"

"Sure, who doesn't."

"OK, there's a place called Gary's downtown -- no relation, I promise. Wow, I never put that together until just now." He started to laugh at himself, and Robin couldn't help but laugh along with him. This was one goofy guy.

"Gary's, got it. I'll check it out, thanks for the recommendation."

"No problem! There's also the museum, if you're into that kind of thing. I haven't been in years, but I remember it being incredible. You know, now that I think about it, I should go back there again sometime. I'm going to put that in my calendar for my trip next month. Thanks for reminding me of that, Miss Robin." He laughed to himself again.

"Uh, no problem." The two of them continued idly chatting and floating in the pool. After a few minutes, when the conversation had slowed, friendly old big-bellied Gary had another topic to broach.

"So, uh, I hope you don't mind me saying, but -- you are an incredibly beautiful woman. I hope that's OK for me to say." He had the same friendly smile as before, if a little more sheepish. Robin cocked an eyebrow at that, and flashed a smirk. This was more like what she had come to expect when chatting with men.

"Oh, thanks. That's so sweet. Yes, that's fine to say. I love compliments." Instinctively, she straightened up a bit, puffing out her chest just a bit more. Her cleavage was just above the water, glistening and impossible to ignore.

"I just, you know. It felt strange not to bring it up. Are you a model, or maybe an actress? That was my first thought when I saw you."

"Oh no, definitely not. But thanks for the compliment." Robin wondered breifly if all the amateur pornography she had made over the years would count as acting or modeling.

"Well, if you ever wanted to give it a try, I'm sure you could be a superstar. You're simply gorgeous." He smiled brightly, and Robin smiled back. The conversation died off again for a bit -- until Robin got another devious look in her eye, like the one she had before, when she preyed on the poor, innocent desk clerk. She began to climb out of the pool and walk toward the hot tub.

"Hey, I think I'm going to hop in this hot tub for a bit. You can join me, if you want."

"You know, that's wild. I was just about to get in myself. If I won't be crowding you, sure. Let's check it out together. I love a good hot tub." Robin slipped down into the warm water first and watched Gary as he approached, his big belly hanging out in front of him as he walked. He came to the edge opposite Robin's position, and this time he was much more graceful entering the water than he was in the pool. The two strangers sighed, enjoying the relaxing warm water of the hot tub.

After a few minutes, Robin locked her eyes onto Gary, who was sitting quietly with his eyes closed, not a care in the world. Robin gently crossed over to the other side of the tub, and sat right next to Gary.

"You don't mind if I sit here, do you?" She batted her eyelashes at him. His reaction was completely different than the desk clerk's. He wasn't nervous at all, just the same old smiling, friendly Gary.

"Of course not, sit wherever you like!" The two sat for a few moments, not saying a word. Robin reached her arm over to Gary's lap and rested her hand directly on his crotch. She slowly, gently moved it around, applying barely any pressure at all. She felt a cock beneath the fabric of his shorts, and she began to massage it over the fabric. Gary didn't move away. His big hairy arm reached around behind Robin, across her shoulders, and gently held her while she continued working her hand over his shorts.

His body was far larger than hers. He was larger than Johnny, larger than most men. He was a big hairy bear of a man, and Robin had a thing for that kind of guy. Eventually, she slipped her hand beneath his shorts and grabbed his cock. It was warm, and hard already, but it wasn't big. It was maybe four or five inches, at most, though it was fairly thick. She wrapped her fingers around it and stroked him under the water. The two of them were seated in the hot tub, facing the outside wall -- facing the lobby. They could both see the front desk from where they sat, through the glass wall. They could both see the front desk clerk, staring at his computer screen, as Robin held Gary's cock in her hand and stroked him in the hot tub, Gary's arm draped around her shoulder. His eyes were closed, and he seemed in that moment like the most relaxed person who ever lived.

The two of them continued like that for a few minutes, until suddenly the desk clerk stood up from his desk and headed right for the pool area. Robin worried briefly that they had been caught, but it seemed pretty unlikely that anyone could have seen from that angle. The clerk stepped into the pool room, and broke up the silence.

"Hey, I just wanted to let you guys know, the pool is going to be closing in about 30 minutes." As the clerk continued with his announcement, Robin started stroking again. She didn't hear a word he was saying, she was just concentrating on keeping her arm still while her hand stroked Gary's hard cock below the water, beneath his shorts. The clerk went on to talk about the breakfast hours and some other hotel business, and the entire time, Robin continued stroking. Gary never gave any indication of what was happening either. He simply nodded along to everything being said, with that same old friendly smile he always had. The clerk also gave no indication that his cock had just been in Robin's mouth within the past hour. He simply continued with his duties, like he probably had many other times. Once the clerk had finished his little speech, he headed back out the door and back to the desk.

"So, Mr. Gary. You heard the man. The pool's closing. Would you want to bring me back to your room, just for a bit?"

"I'd love that, Miss Robin."

"Wait. Before we go, there's one thing I should say." Robin was always a little nervous when broaching this subject. It was always a coin toss when she had to reveal the truth.

"What is it?"

"The thing is -- and I'm sorry I didn't say this before, but..." She gave him an apologetic look. "I'm actually transgender. Is that something you're OK with?"

"Transgender? No kidding? Wow, I had no idea. You look great. I mean, you look like a woman. I mean, I just never would have guessed, that's all." He was definitely a little flustered, but he seemed to be taking it well.

"Well, I have a penis, and all the rest. If that's too much for you, I understand. No hard feelings." She looked at him expectantly, waiting for him to reply. He took a long, tense pause, then answered with a deadly serious look on his face.

"You know, I was wondering why such a beautiful woman had a bulge in her bikini. Now it makes sense." He cracked a sly smile.

"You knew?? This whole time?" Robin wasn't expecting this at all. How could he have known?

"Well, the thing is, the reason I looked down there at all is...." Now he had an apologetic look on his face. "I thought I recognized you from some videos I'd seen online. You looked just like this girl I've seen a million times before, and she was like you. So when I saw you in here, I couldn't help but look, and I was pretty sure I could see a little something down there."

"Oh my god. Have you watched my videos? That is me, Gary!" Robin was laughing, in total shock. She had somehow run into a fan of her amateur porn videos in this hotel. This unassuming, dopey guy was a pervert who watched her do all kinds of depraved things online.

The two of them kept laughing as they climbed out of the pool and began to dry off. Within minutes, they were walking out of the pool room and toward the elevator together. As they passed the hotel gym, Robin noticed that the muscular black man was still inside, still working out.

Eventually, she and Gary made their way to the third floor, to Room 317. Gary swiped his key card and the two of them stepped inside. The room was basically identical to the one Robin and Johnny had a few floors up above.

Gary sat down on the bed and removed his t-shirt again, his big belly hanging out once more. Something about a big fat belly turned Robin on. SHe was really into daddy types, and guys who were vastly bigger than her -- guys she knew could overpower her if they wanted, and sometimes that's what she wanted, too.

Robin kneeled down in front of Gary, between his legs, and pulled his shorts off. She leaned forward and began giving her second blowjob of the evening. The cock was hard already, and she knew if she kept going he would cum very quickly, after all the stroking she had done in the hot tub. After a few moments of sucking, she climbed onto the bed, then crawled forward on all fours. She stopped in that position and waited for Gary to get in position behind her. She felt him maneuver, his weight shifting the bed wildly as he moved. She could hear the familiar sound of a condom wrapper being opened, and waited as he fiddled with getting it on his cock. He placed his hands on Robin's hips, on either side. She felt the warmth of his form directly behind her. Suddenly, her bikini bottoms were pulled down to her ankles, and she felt Gary's body pressed against her ass. His big belly pressed against the top of her ass, and she felt his hard little cock poking at her, searching for an entrance.

Eventually, he found it, and she felt his hard cock pop inside her. His hands stayed on her hips, and his belly rested against her rear, and he began to pump in and out, fucking her doggystyle. He grunted as he pumped into her, and she was loving the feeling of this big bear of a man fucking her in this position.

"Yes, Daddy. Like that, Daddy." It just felt right to call him Daddy. He seemed to like it as well, because he started pounding harder at that point. She was getting into it as well, and her habit of talking dirty during sex kicked in.

"Fuck! Fuck me Daddy. Fuck your little whore." Robin whimpered and moaned as she was getting fucked.

"You like that, you little slut?" Something about those words coming from such a polite, friendly guy really turned Robin on. He was an animal right now. He was fucking her like an animal, like a bitch. She felt so much satisfaction that she could have this effect on someone. She really brought the pervert out of people, and she loved that she did.

Suddenly, Gary pressed down on her back. She lowered herself to the bed, her face in the sheets and her ass in the air. Gary kept pounding away, grunting like an animal. Then, Robin felt his entire massive frame collapse down onto her, still pumping away. He squashed her down, flat against the bed, his whole weight pressing down on her, pinning her to the bed. His massive, hairy body trapped her in place, as his cock continued to pump in and out of her.

"Fuck yes, fuck me Daddy!" She was completely overpowered, and she loved the feeling. She loved being made into a man's bitch. She had been born as a boy, and lived a portion of her life as a man, but this was the real Robin. She wasn't a man. How could she be? A real man was the thing that was on top of her, conquering her. She was a bitch for real men. She was never truly free in life until she had accepted that fact. That's why she had transitioned. It's why she got the giant fake tits, the plumped up lips. It was the reason she put on whorish makeup and dressed like a bimbo every day. She loved nothing more than making men horny, making them hard, and compelling them with animalistic lust to take her as their prize. She loved being a fucktoy. Right now, at this moment, as Gary pounded away at her, pinning her to the bed beneath his big hairy belly, she knew she was exactly where she was meant to be. This was her gift. This was her destiny. As the pleasure of being fucked overtook her, she found herself in total bliss, at fulfilling her life's purpose once again.

After several minutes of Gary pounding her in this position, she could feel that he was close. He began to pump faster, much faster. He was groaning and grunting, and then he took one big plunge inside her ass. She could feel his body shake, and he pumped a few more times as his cock finished spurting out the last drops of cum into his condom. When he finally finished, he rolled off of Robin, onto his back. He was breathing heavily, and seemed very satisfied.

"Wow. That was amazing." As polite as he had been all night, he didn't seem at all concerned with how Robin felt about the whole thing. Other girls might have found that impolite, but Robin loved the feeling, the idea that the man who had just fucked her silly didn't care about her at all. She was just a toy to him. Down at the pool, he had treated her like a human being. But when he got her in his room, he knew how she really needed to be treated. It was as if he knew, instinctively, that she was just a trashy slut that didn't deserve the common courtesy and basic dignity afforded to decent people. She was a slut, nothing more. The subtle disrespect was another common turn on for Robin, among all the others.

She collected herself, pulled her bikini bottoms back up, and headed for the bathroom to check her makeup. As she flipped on the bathroom lights, she heard the TV turn on.

"That was great." It was Gary's voice from the other room. "I'd love to do this again tomorrow, if you're going to still be around. If not, no worries"

"Sorry, I think we're checking out tomorrow. But thanks for the good time." Robin wiped a small smudge off her face, a smear from having her face shoved into the sheets. Otherwise, her makeup was still mostly intact. She straightened up her bikini top, making sure her breasts were situated in their best possible position. Once she was satisfied, she stepped out of the bathroom and toward the door.

"Anyway, see you around. And be sure to leave a like on all my videos, you damn pervert." She opened the door and stepped out into the hall, ready to get back to her own room. She took a few steps down the hall, toward the elevator. When she was about halfway there, the elevator door opened, and out stepped the black man from the gym. He was still in his loose tank top, his muscles clearly visible beneath it. He wore basketball shorts and nice clean sneakers. He turned and started walking toward Robin, and his eyes nearly popped out of his head when he saw her. After all, she was still in her skimpy blue bikini, and nothing else. Before they crossed paths, he stopped at one of the rooms and pulled a key card from his pocket.

Robin took a deep breath, and kept walking toward him. When she was just a few feet away, he looked up and smiled at her.

"Hey." It was just a polite greeting. There was no intent behind it. But Robin did intend something for this man, and for the third time in one night, she decided to take a chance. Instead of continuing on her way, toward the elevator and back to her room, she stopped to talk to this new stranger.