Page 13 of Sugar Walls (Sweet Treats 5)

We moan ecstatically, filling the tiled room with a melodious thrum of pleasure. We come and come and come, until finally, the pulsing ends and I sit back, breathing hard. My skin’s flushed and my curves out in the open for the men to see. I reach one hand up, and wipe delicately at my mouth before my tongue darts out to catch any remaining seed.

“Shit, you’re such a bad girl,” says one male voice.

“But you liked it didn’t you?” asks the other rhetorically.

I nod sweetly.

“I did,” is my confirmation. “Did you have a good time?”

“We did,” the men say. “But we want more. We’re not going to be satisfied with just this. We need to taste your sugar walls, sweetheart. We need to get inside there and feel just how tight and unused you are. Can we do that next time?”

I blink with surprise, but then a wave of sensuality runs through my body.

“Oh yes,” I coo. “I would like that. See this?” I say, spreading my knees to show them my sweet folds. My kitty’s swollen and wet with pleasure, and I part my lips so that they can see my sticky hole.

“I would love to feel you in here,” I say with a sly smile. “That would be soooo nice. Next time?”

The two men literally jerk again, spurting some remaining seed onto the tiled floor.

“Until then,” they promise in a growl. “You won’t regret it, Sugar. We’re going to stretch those sugar walls, and you’ll love it.”

“Promise?” I ask coyly.

“We promise,” they groan in return. With that, I smile happily and giggle. After all, I’ve just done the unbelievable. I literally serviced two anonymous men in the bathroom at Dads and Daughters. I showed them everything, including my sweetest spot, and then took their two members into my mouth until we all came.

How could things get any dirtier? The answer is clear: because these men want to taste my sugar walls. And the truth is that I’m going to let them, and I’m going to love it.

6

Natalie

I walk back into the main area of the lodge, and smile as normally as possible. Sienna’s waiting for me, still looking like an Earth Mama with her beatific smile and curvy tummy.

“Did you find the bathroom okay?” she asks innocently. “You were gone for a while, and I was afraid you got lost. The lodge is huge, and people have been known to disappear into its nooks and crannies,” she giggles.

I smile too and pat my curls. Hopefully, I look normal, even if my body temperature feels like it’s soaring. Oh my god, I did that with two men. I took off all my clothes and knelt on a tiled floor while I enjoyed the mouthfeel of their huge poles. I don’t even know their names, or their faces! What have I done?

I did see something that was very special though. Through the holes in the wall, I could see that they both had hip tats. One was on the left side, and the other on the right, but they were very distinct. One was of a kanji character, although I don’t know what it stands for. The other one was a picture of a roaring tiger, fierce and aggressive. I know I’d recognize both tats in an instant if I saw them again.

But still, I can’t get over what I just did. I’m not a glory hole girl! Or at least I wasn’t until ten minutes ago. Smiling again, I sit down on the couch across from Sienna.

“Oh no, I didn’t get lost,” I say. “I found the bathroom with the blue door just fine.”

“Oh good,” she giggles, her brown curls dancing. “Don’t you love the polka dot wallpaper?”

I stare at her hard, my cheeks blushing. Suddenly, realization strikes me. Of course, Sienna knows what just happened! She sent me to that bathroom knowing that I was going to be approached by men looking for a good time. In fact, that’s the very purpose of the bathroom. It’s marked with a distinctive blue door so that everyone knows it’s the glory hole room.

“Wait. You know,” I say in a low voice while staring at her.

She bobs her head happily.

“I do,” she confirms. “And Natalie, you have a bit right here,” she says, tapping her chin.

Immediately, I reach a hand to swipe at my face. Sure enough, there’s a bit of moist seed there still, and I manage to smear it even more with my clumsy gestures.

“Here,” Sienna says with another giggle. “I have a wet wipe. That’ll do the trick.”

I blush while taking the moist napkin because holy shit! Another woman just helped me clean myself off after a hot session in the bathroom. Plus, she’s my dad’s girlfriend, to make things even more strange.

But Sienna merely shrugs and giggles again.

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