Try Me Pt. 02

Author's Note: This story is completely fictional and did not happen. All characters and names are fictional and were made up. I do not make money from these stories. Please do not copy and plagiarize my work.

This story was written for Galva82 and is dedicated to him.

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Nassau, Bahamas

Exhaling breath was audible in the white room. The walls matched the ceiling with a dangling light above that was deactivated. There was no need to flick a light switch when the sun was up and shining rays through an uncovered window across the right side of the living room. Anthony had tilted his head up, letting out another moan as he sat comfortably on the plush supreme foam black couch. His clothing had been removed from his body, strewn across the floor of the living room an hour earlier. It wasn't soon after he had knocked on Kelly Brook's door and entered, she gave the command for him to begin taking his clothes off. Anthony didn't expect to be greeted to her lustful hunger as the first thing in the morning, but here he was. Taking in yet another deep breath, he was living what was a dream to many men.

Down on the floor, resting on her knees, Kelly had situated herself down between his legs. Her right hand fingers gripped his shaft from the base as she bobbed her lips up and down. Her long brunette hair was curled up in a pony tail, freshly dried from a quick shower when she had first awakened. Staying true to her word and honoring her end of the deal as the loser to his lustful game, Kelly wasn't bothered at all. She meant every word of what she had told Anthony yesterday after finishing their fuck session in the spa room of the hotel resort. Saturday had come and by now she had forty-eight ours left to complete her short weekend vacation in the Bahamas. Kelly didn't seem to have a care in the world, at least to Anthony's mind as she was satisfying a lustful craving she had for his cock.

Slowly bobbing her head up and down, she glared up at him with her big brown eyes before pulling his cock out and spitting across the head. Teeth barred, she gave him one of those classic looks of hunger while wanking his cock back and forth from the touch of her hand. Knowing those kind of looks from her glamour modelling shoots, all Anthony could do was stare back at her while she pumped his shaft up and down with her hand. Like him, no clothes covered her body. She had only come out of the shower when he arrived, wrapped in a towel that now lay ditched in the kitchen floor. Little did he know she would want to start the day off with sex as soon as he knocked on the door, but that was her. Anthony could've never guessed Kelly Brook to be such an insatiable woman.

As she slid his cock back into her mouth, she moved her hand away and instead used both palms to push down into his legs. He saw a clear opportunity to take control and fuck her mouth, but Anthony wasn't prepared yet. The clock hanging on the wall read a few minutes past 9 AM. Anthony didn't let it phase him, knowing that any other day during the work week he would be wearing his usual uniform for the job and heading down to the office near reception. Rarely did he ever call off work, but today the first thing he did was call in sick. He knew that he had a number of days saved up, so he didn't expect a manager to call up and verify his claims. Anthony wasn't going to waste a single hour of the day, knowing he had Kelly Brook all to himself from her hotel room. There was no better way to start the day with his cock in her mouth.

"That's it, babe, ohhhhhh fuck... Keep going, keep sucking it."

A muffled moan was heard from her heavy English accent, as she began to bub her head up and down. Inch by inch, Kelly sucked his dick like a peppermint stick. She pulled her lips back to the head and released it with another popping noise before grasping it with her right hand. A big grin emerged across her face as she flashed those perfect pearly white teeth.

"Mmmmmmm, I said I was gonna drain you of every last drop of spunk today."

"That's about the fourth time you've reminded me."

Kelly giggled at his reply, still wanking his cock back and forth with her hand. Anthony smiled down at her, raising his hands and throwing them behind his head. He wanted to slightly mock her with a pose of leisure, as Kelly was the one doing all the work down on her knees. Thinking to himself as she moved her lips back down to his cock, he spoke up.

"Did you even have breakfast before I came up? I'm starting to think you want a mouth full of cum instead of anything else to eat."

Once more, Kelly laughed at him. She continued to wank his cock as she replied.

"Nope, no breakfast yet. We can call up for some food after I'm done swallowing down a hot creamy load of your spunk."

He should've known how she was going to answer him back, all before going back down on his cock. Anthony let out a moan as Kelly was now aggressively sucking him, inch by inch. It was easy for him to guess now that she was going to force him to bust a nut and explode within her mouth, but Kelly surprised him by pulling her lips back to the head. She released it with a popping sound and then let go of his cock, allowing it to flop freely. With her hands free, Kelly reached down and moved them to her massive breasts. Anthony finally unfolded his arms from the back of his head, watching as she brought those big tits up. He used his right hand to quickly shove his cock between them and then hear her sigh at him. Kelly's eyes glared at him as she squeezed his cock between her epic boobs.

"Come on. You're gonna fuck my titties since you think you can sit there and relax while I do all the work."

Anthony laughed. His attempt of mocking her had paid off with this subtle reaction. Kelly broke eye contact to glance down at the head of his shaft poking up. She spit on it and then bit down on lower lip while gazing back up at his face. It was over to him now, as he had control. Pushing the palms of his hands down into the foam sofa, Anthony began to buck his hips upward. No matter how long his shaft was, the entire length had disappeared between the folds of Kelly's boobs. He could feel every inch of it pumping forward as she let out a moan and called for him.

"Mmmmmm, yeah. That's it... Fuck my titties, mmmmmmmmmm..."

Closing her eyes, Kelly gasped and let out a soft moan. It was evident to him that she loved this pleasure, as Anthony had told Kelly yesterday that this was what she was built for. Over and over, he thrust his cock between her boobs. Starting off slow, Anthony couldn't hold himself back as he began to pump his cock with all his might between those tits. What better way than to start the morning off with a blowjob? A titfuck was the answer for him.

"Fuck!!"

He screamed and then promptly gritted her teeth. Kelly moaned and tilted her head down after feeling the head of his cock smash up to her chin. She parted her lips, allowing his rod to slip between them and then back out. Pop. Pop. Pop. Kelly had squeezed her lips around it well enough to produce a popping sound each time his cock was pulled from her lips. Not even bothering looking back up at his face, she knew that she had this man at her absolute mercy with the sheer power of pleasure that only her tits could produce.

"God! Yes!!"

Anthony's words came out with a grunting sound as his teeth were still gritted. He took a deep breath upon slowing down and then Kelly's eyes finally shifted back up to his face. Not unlike before, she gave him that classic smug grin that he knew so well from her modelling photographs.

"What's the matter, sweetie? Gonna cum for me already?"

Kelly had the moment now to taunt him in return. Anthony swallowed his breath, coming to a complete halt and then making one last upward thrust. She leaned her head down, flicking her tongue across the head of his cock before letting go of her breasts. Sitting back on the couch, his eyes were greeted to Kelly quickly shifting gears as she grabbed his dick with her right hand and wrapped her fingers tightly around it. Wasting no time at all, she enveloped her lips back around his shaft.

"Ohhhh, ohhhhh god!"

Once more, Anthony was grunting and crying out in pleasure as Kelly began to wank his cock back and forth. She sucked on the head, eagerly anticipating that hot, creamy load that awaited her. Swallowing his breath again, he began to breath frantically before gasping. Anthony balled his fists up and pounded them down onto the couch as he felt his cock erupting from beyond Kelly's luscious lips.

"FUCK! OH GOD, FUCK!!"

Closing his eyes, he began to wail cries of pleasure at the feeling of his orgasm. Kelly's efforts had paid off as she felt the thick blast of cum to the back of her throat. She continued to stroke his cock, nice and slow as she milked it of every last spurt of his cum. His legs trembled as Anthony had to curl his toes up and maintain them from moving about. He bit down on his lower lip, whimpering as Kelly refused to break her eyes from him. She only quit stroking his rod until she felt the last spurt of cum fall onto her tongue. Finally pulling his dick from her mouth, she leaned up and awaited his eyes to set sight on her gaping mouth. Anthony witnessed his cum mixed with her saliva down into her mouth. Slowly catching his breath, but unable to take his eyes off her, he watched her pink lips suddenly close.

Her throat muscles moved as Kelly swallowed down what may have been the first load of the day. She had constantly reminded Anthony that she planned to drain his balls of every last drop, as he was tempted to tease her about that again, but not this time. This moment was all hers as she swallowed down that thick and creamy load and then opened her mouth to reveal how it had disappeared. All he could do was relax back on the couch, quietly letting out a moan as he attempted to catch his breath. Kelly began to rise up from her position down on the floor. She pushed the palms of her hands down onto his legs to help raise herself up, ignoring Anthony's aiding hand as he had reached out for her. Once Kelly was standing in front of him, she turned her back and left him there on the couch while stomping her feet down across the wooden floor below.

"I reckon now we could both use some breakfast, yes?"

"Maybe..."

Anthony's quick reply had made her chuckle under her breath. Kelly turned to glance back at him before replying.

"Maybe? I figured you would be more hungry than me, given I just got to swallow down something."

"Well, it's almost lunch hour about now. I wouldn't mind skipping breakfast and waiting for something better."

"Typical man. I should just call you lazy. In fact, you work at this hotel so if anything you should be getting off your arse and serving me."

She turned away and began to stomp off to the kitchen leaving him there naked on the couch. Kelly had a way with words to tease him back and forth. Anthony should've known by now, but was only coming to realize how taunting and almost intimidating she could be. Any other woman would've possibly made him blush after talking back to him like her, but he didn't want to give her that satisfaction with a vocal reply. Reaching down for his robe, he picked it up once he had stood on his feet.

"So what do you want, babe?"

He called out for her, only to see that she had left the room. Near the couch was a metal lamp post that had a white phone attached to it, ready for any time to call room service. Anthony grabbed the phone and awaited Kelly's reply. When she didn't answer back to him, he yelled for her.

"Hey! I'm calling room service for you! Tell me what you want besides ordering breakfast!"

Raising the phone up to his ear, Anthony's sense were met with the sound of a dead line. It didn't matter that Kelly had not responded to him yet, as the phone seemed to be broken. He glanced down at the black number pad and began pressing random digits. Nothing interrupted the constant blare of the dead line noise. From the distance, Kelly re-entered the room with a transparent white gown covering her voluptuous body. Her hair was still curled up in a high pony tail. The robe had arm sleeves, pulled back revealing her wrists and buttoned up the middle allowing an ample view of cleavage. Her huge breasts could be seen through it, as she didn't bother putting on anything besides the robe. She noticed the distraught look on Anthony's face as he played with the phone.

"I know what I want, but... what's wrong?"

"The phone don't want to work today."

Kelly placed her hands on her hips, quirking her eyebrows up at him. To make one last ditch effort, Anthony pressed a few more buttons before he hung the phone back down. He glanced over at Kelly who spoke again.

"I guess you're gonna have to go out and get us room service."

"Me?"

"Yes, you! You work here, don't you?"

Letting out a sigh, Anthony rolled his eyes at her. All Kelly had to do was move her hands from her hips and then grin at him with her perfect white teeth. The woman knew how to play her part as an ultimate tease.

"Go put on some clothes and find someone to call breakfast down here."

She had the last word, commanding him in such a manner that all Anthony could do was look away from her and sigh. Here he thought that he would be in complete control for a day of non-stop fucking, but there were other priorities to be attended to throughout the day. Across the floor was his underwear, a pair of black shorts and a simple purple T-shirt. The casual clothes he only wore when he was off work and outside the hotel resort. Kelly left the room, retreating back to the bedroom as Anthony was left to collect his clothes and get dressed. He discarded the robe she had given him when he first entered the room for the day, tossing it back on the couch. Once he had slipped his feet back into the brown flip flops he wore, he went to the door and made an exit.

It took everything in him not to slam the door upon stepping back out into the hallway. Frustrations were boiling that he had to leave like this. It was nothing for her, but Anthony had to run the risk of bumping into his coworkers who would catch him on an obvious day of skipping work. At the bare minimum, someone could ignore it, but at the worst he would face a write up and potential punishment with his wages. Not thinking too much on the fear that was within the back of his mind, Anthony stomped his way down the hall. He had made his mind up that the first thing he would report was the phone not working in Kelly's room. With the phone fixed, they could call room service later with no hassle. Once he made his way to the elevator, Anthony's mind wandered around. A trip down to the hotel shop would be in order soon.

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2 HOURS LATER

"You smooth bastard! You're fucking her! I should've known!"

Scott yelled back at Anthony as the two men stood outside the hotel gift shop. They were down on the first floor, a hallway outside the main lobby and reception. After finding someone to report Kelly's phone troubles, he called up breakfast for her and decided to wander around the hotel for some time. Anthony was content with skipping breakfast and instead going for a lonely lunch back at his own residency room. It would take some time away from Kelly, leaving her alone but he wasn't concerned about her. For now, Anthony was standing in front of his friend and coworker who couldn't get over the fact he had called off work to spend a day with Kelly Brook of all women in this world.

"Life is just not fair. I should've never let you go up to her room and meet her yesterday."

Again, Scott spoke up in his frustrations. All Anthony could do was grin as he clutched a small black gift box in his hands. He had just left the shop when he bumped into Scott in his work uniform, going about the usual day of duties on the clock. Anthony couldn't help but to smugly grin back at his friend before responding.

"You're right, life ain't fair. Sometimes you just gotta take chances with a woman like that."

"Fuck you man!"

Anthony bust up laughing as Scott cussed at him. He couldn't help but find it amusing to see his friend's flustering up with such hard pressed frustrations. Scott had a heavy build to him, slightly taller than Anthony and with short red curly hair. He kept his face clean shaved, always sporting something of a goofy smile. Anthony always had the impression in the back of his head that Scott had to have been someone fun to keep around back in college. There was something about his overall appearance and demeanor that made him believe he had to be a good drinking buddy, or perhaps even a stoner. Not having many friends at work, Anthony enjoyed having Scott's company even if it came at the result of acting as a pain in the ass towards him like now.

"Stay in reception and maybe she'll call up for room service."

"Oh great, now you want me to come up and knock on the door while you're railing her?"

"I guess you could say that."

Scott rolled his eyes as Anthony laughed again. Maybe he was being too harsh on his friend, but Anthony wouldn't have minded if he opened the door to be greeted to Scott's silly mug. He had a feeling that Kelly would be calling for room service more than once throughout the day. After all, they had to have dinner sometime in the evening as the day progressed. Anthony said goodbye to his friend, waving at him, as Scott forced a fake smile back at him before turning his back. With the gift box cradled in his right arm, Anthony was prepared to make that short trip across the hotel and head for an elevator so he could return to Kelly's floor. By now, he figured that she had her late breakfast or lunch alone as she anticipated his return. The day had only begun, as he was considering all the potential positions he would be putting her in for a day of non-stop fucking.

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1 HOUR LATER

Kelly was amused to open up her gift box and be greeted to the sight of a lingerie outfit and sandal shoe high heels. Her immediate reaction was to joke about a hotel resort selling such gifts she would expect from a high end store. All Anthony did was blush, as he informed her that he was still the one in control and would be happy if she at least wore it. His color of choice had been black for a small G-string that easily disappeared down the crack of her thick booty and then a matching push up bra. His guess for her bra size had almost paid off, going for the only E cup that was in the store but winding up to be slightly too small for her bust. Kelly couldn't help but tease him, almost taunting the man that he just wanted to torture her with a bra that made her tits look as if they would come busting out at any given second.

Anthony had better luck guessing her foot size randomly for the sandal heels. They had a clear plastic heel piece with a matching translucent piece up front. Her toes were visible, showing off a fresh color of red across her nails. The paint was still fresh, as Kelly had made it a point she had to burn some time after breakfast while he was still away, so she treated herself to nail painting. Kelly made sure to tell Anthony that her feet would be in the high heels for the remainder of the day, as she liked having a pair of them to wear in the bedroom. She couldn't say the same for the bra or g-string. Going as far as to tease him about the possibility of more tittyfucking action as the day progressed. He didn't waste any time stripping back down and bringing his robe into the bedroom to wear later on throughout the day.

The bedroom was cast in those same white walls that covered the living room, as the simple look that went for the suites. The bed was in the middle of the room, overlooking a large television set with a nightstand on each side. The queen size mattress was ideal for couples who had called in for a holiday resort vacation. Kelly didn't bother making up her bed after crawling out of it to start the day. The yellow blankets were pulled back to reveal the white sheet, matching the pillows. Anthony wasn't in the habit of tidying up the bed, as he was called out from work. Room service wasn't on his list of duties today, as his mind was racing back to the many ways he wanted to make Kelly scream and moan for him. She went off to the bathroom on the left side of the room as he stood naked in front of the bed, awaiting her.