There's Something about Sarah Ch. 07

She soon got the response she was looking for when Bing Holthouse's pickup pulled up beside her.

"Jeez I thought you were some hot chick and I was going to give you a ride but you're that tranny bitch that hangs around Sarah Grayson aintcha?" he grinned through blackened teeth.

"And you're Bing Holthouse; famous for raping transvestites at night in the park," Tina replied flippantly.

She brazenly strode over, her heels clicking on the pavement, and leant in the tuck's window. A miasma of perfume assaulted Bing's nose and when he saw how pretty she was his cock began to harden.

"Heard there was a whole bunch of you fucked that bitch and that she loved it," Tina smiled wickedly.

Tina extracted a cigarette from her purse and Bing lit it for her. She blew smoke in his face; deliberately teasing him.

"Thought you and her were friends; didn't expect you to talk her down," Bing lit a cigarette of his own.

"I'm over that fucking cry baby. She needs to grow up," Tina grinned.

"If I had a bunch of guys wanting to fuck me I'd make sure they all got a piece of my ass and I'd love it," Tina licked her upper lip provocatively.

"Well I'll just tell you what sweetheart; I can arrange the exact same guys to take you on if you're up for it," the lust was obvious in Bing's voice.

Tina leaned in though the window and squeezed Bing's hard cock through his jeans. She dropped a card into his lap.

"Hot damn!" Bing gasped when the luscious tranny squeezed his prick again.

He picked up the card and read it. It was a card for the Holiday Inn and scrawled on the back was 'room 406'.

"Get your boys and be there at five pm sharp. I'll take you all on," Tina winked at Bing, gave his cock a final squeeze and turned on her heels, shaking her ass as she walked away.

"Gotcha!" she grunted under her breath.

Bing Holthouse, Bobby Fillay, Gerry Kershaw and Ben Mowbray huddled together outside the door of room 406 at the Holiday Inn.

"So she's that hot chick Sarah was leaning on at the funeral and later at the wake? Cept she ain't really a chick she's a tranny like Sarah?" Bobby asked.

"For the fiftieth time boys this chick is hot! You seen her. And she's brazen. She squeezed my dick right there on Main Street. I don't care how big her dick is I want her to blow me and I'm gonna fuck her ass," Bing gloated.

"That bitch Sarah Grayson had a tight ass that night we fucked her in the park and I want some more of that," Bing went on.

"Sarah could suck a dick as good as any whore too! Even with a knife to her belly," Gerry Kershaw smirked.

"Exactly boys and this bitch wants it! So lets give it to her!" he grinned and opened the door.

Tina stood in the centre of the room; she was obviously waiting for them. She had one hand on her hip and one leg thrust forward. She looked hot and sexy.

"Come on in boys and lets get acquainted. There's drinks over there on the table so help yourselves," she beamed at them.

"Jeez Bing you're right. This bitch is hot!" Bobby hooted.

"Ben; pour us all a drink while I check out the merchandise," Bing ordered.

Ben Mowbray poured large drinks into the four tumblers on the table whilst Bing circled Tina eyeing her up and down.

All the boys were excited and were all sporting erections that bulged their jeans and Tina smiled and dropped her micro-mini dress to the floor. She was wearing a black satin bustier underneath; black fully-fashioned stockings connected to it by frilly garters, her breasts pushed up and out. She could hardly walk in the six inch high-heels she was wearing. Her makeup was heavy, her eyes dark and lips ruby red. Tina licked her lips provocatively and the boys all gulped. She slid a hand down inside her black nylon panties and freed her erection.

"Jeez her cock's bigger'n mine," Gerry gasped.

Tina bent over so they could see the tight globes of her ass encased in the black nylon panties.

"But her ass is twenty times better," Bing chided.

"Drink up boys, drop your drawers and then come over here and fuck me!" Tina smiled.

The four boys all downed their drinks in one gulp, ripped off their clothes and pounced on Tina.

Bobby and Gerry dragged her over to the bed and Bing fell on her and began kissing her. She kissed him back and then felt the bed sag as Bobby and Gerry climbed on and she reached out and found their hard cocks and began to masturbate them. Ben climbed on the bed too but couldn't find anywhere to put his cock so he just wanked it and watched.

The boys began to feel heady, high, overexcited sexually, and they felt their inhibitions melt away.

Bobby dragged Tina to her knees and pushed his cock deep inside her pre-lubricated anus. He began to fuck her hard.

"Come on; one you boys put your cock in my mouth; don't waste a hole," Tina cackled.

Bobby Fillay obliged and Tina sucked on his erection while Bobby fucked her ass.

"What about us?" Ben and Gerry whined.

"Start on each other then you can take these guys places in my ass and mouth. What happens in this room stays in the room," Tina grinned and then got back to gobbling Bobby Fillay's penis.

The boys were too stupid to realise they had been drugged and any control they had over their inhibitions were well and truly lost.

The evening was one rampant orgy. Each of them at some stage fucked Tina at least once and by the end of the night her sphincter was so loose she was leaking semen. Not that it mattered; she had cum drying in her hair, on her face and all over body.

But so did the boys. They seemed unable to sate their lust no matter how often they orgasmed and their need for release was so intense that began to engage with each other while Tina was busy taking on two at a time. At first it was all very tentative; Ben stroked Gerry's penis and Ben reciprocated while they watched Tina being fucked by Bobby.

They drank more of the spiked bourbon and the effects of the drug increased proportionately. They began to change partners and it wasn't long until the pair unoccupied with Tina began to fellate each other.

"Don't forget what she said boys. What happens in this room stays in the room," Bobby yelled as he took Tina's hard cock into his mouth.

"So this is what Tranny cock tastes like," he grinned stupidly.

Later that evening Bing Holthouse bent over and invited Tina to fuck him; which she duly did.

Around ten pm the guys were exhausted, drunk, drugged and ready to leave. They showered and changed and all swore on the sanctity of their marriages that they would die with their secret.

"You tell anyone about this you Tranny slut and I'll hunt you down!" Bing wheezed catching his breath.

"So who am I going to tell and who would believe me?" Tina shrugged her shoulders, lighting a menthol.

"Well consider yourself warned!" Bobby Fillay snapped at her and he, Bing Holthouse, Gerry Kershaw and Ben Mowbray left the hotel room.

Tina watched through the curtain as they staggered over and climbed into Bing's a twin-cab pickup and drove haphazardly out of the parking lot. She smiled wickedly and hit the shower.

She was towelling herself off when there was a discreet knock on the locked door connecting the adjoining room. Tina unlocked it and Devon Devine stood there dressed in his tight jeans and tighter T-shirt and snakeskin boots.

"Did you get it?" Tina asked.

"Every second of it. It'll need a lot of cutting but I'm going to edit it down to two, one and half hour movies and call them Hotel Tranny Homo Hump parts One and Two," Devon grinned.

Tina wrapped the towel around herself and padded into room 405.

Up against the adjoining wall mounted on tripod was a professional video tape camera, the lens poking into a hole cut in the wall. In Tina's room the lens could hardly be seen strategically placed between two prints the movie crew had mounted earlier in the day.

"We got overhead video and sound too," Devon smirked, pointing to another smaller lens in the ceiling above the bed in Tina's room.

Without knowing that it was there, it was almost impossible to notice.

"And good sound; the mike's right over the bed. We'll also edit out all the stuff where you're encouraging them to drink. Fuck! There must be enough drugs in that bottle to make an elephant horny," Devon laughed.

"I may have overdid it a little but I needed to make sure those rednecks got enough of my special potion so they'd be high enough to go at one another," Jeff Welcote chuckled.

Jeff was the cameraman, sound man, grip and pretty much everything else in Devon's porno movie enterprise. He liked to joke he'd do anything but fluff the talent; but he'd consider fluffing Tina. Like most in the porno industry, constant exposure to all forms of sex and debauchery made him pretty much immune to arousal on the job.

"I'll get dressed while you boys repair the damage to the wall and the ceiling and we can pack. Then; as they say in the Westerns, let's get the fuck out of Dodge before those rednecks come down from their high and realise that I drugged them."

Devon and Jeff nodded agreement and an hour and half later they were on the road.

When I returned to Berkeley I met up with Tina and told her what had transpired with Drew. She was both happy and sad.

"I'm so happy for you Sarah; you deserve this," she hugged me and kissed my cheek.

"I suppose this puts an end to our on and off sexual relationship," she grinned.

"Yes Tina. It's been wonderful and you have taught me so much but I'm committed to Drew now," I replied.

"But we can still be the best of friends."

"We'll see Sarah. We'll see. You'll move in different circles soon," Tina said.

"Well possibly; but let's not burn any bridges just yet. Anyway I have a question. Where in Mexico did you get those great tits?" I laughed.

"I figured once you got your inheritance you'd want a boob job and who can blame you? You got the looks, you got the ass and you got the legs, but a girl needs a good set of tits on her mantle piece so a boy's got something to play with while he stokes the fire," Tina chuckled.

"Jeez Tina! What you come out with sometimes!" I playfully slapped her fanny.

Drew came over to Berkeley the following week at the start of spring break and we spent three days in my apartment screwing ourselves silly then he took me to Mexico and I got my breast augmentation and tracheal shave.

Drew nursed me for a few days in a nice hotel until the doctor said I could travel and then we drove back to California so I could fully recuperate.

When I was well enough for Drew to inspect my new bosom there were no complaints and I loved having real breasts. I felt even more like a real woman now. My voice became even sultrier and Drew said I sounded sexy. Said I gave him a hardon just talking on the phone.

Wendy, Tina, Lucy and Steve threw me a huge party at Bendy Wendy's and Drew surprised me with how well he engaged with my small crowd of friends, eclectic as they are. Tina invited Devon and Jeff and few of her porn star friends, female, male and trans; and my handsome beau was the hit of the party. I had to warn off some of the more amorous types from coming on to him but Drew only had eyes for me.

I saw Devon give Tina a small box of VHS tapes but didn't think much of it. She put them behind the bar for safe keeping.

And so readers I'll leave my story here. I don't know if there will be a happy ending; life is a journey not a destination. All I know is I'm happy now.

Your Ice Princess...Sarah

Postscript:

Tina had scourged the records at the County Registrar while I was at the reading of Amanda's will searching for marriage certificates and mailing addresses.

The day after the party she mailed a copy of 'Hotel Tranny Homo Hump Part Two' to each of the wives of Bobby Fillay, Bing Holthouse, Gerry Kershaw and Ben Mowbray marked special delivery.

The End