Chapter 24: Lisa and Tonya

I was late on the not wanting to draw unwanted attention. The door we had left cracked, squeaked as it was pushed open. Two girls came through the left-open door. I assume they were the two girls Tom and Andrew had mentioned earlier. I didn’t remember what their names were but that Tom had told us them. They showed up just in time to see Andrew’s dick slide back through Dorothy’s lips. She was mostly off the teen’s dick when she huffed. She drew what air she could around his fat cock while tears streamed down her face from her watering eyes.

The shorter of the two girls’ eyes bugged out just as Dorothy’s had. Though I believe hers were at Andrew standing in front of a scantily dressed woman with his dick very deep in her mouth. The other taller girl I don’t think noticed Andrew at all. I wasn’t surprised it didn’t register with her. The girl’s eyes were much more glassy and slightly bloodshot than the smaller girl who came in with her.

The taller of the two basically fell further into the room, not able to complete two tasks at once. Instead of thinking about walking, she was looking closely at the girl who came in with her. The two girls were precariously close. The short girl’s hand was around the back of the tall redhead. The brunette’s hand was firmly under the skirt of the taller redhead, helping to hold her aloft. The taller girl through the alcohol marinating her brain seemed unsure of the hand, which I assumed was only on her ass. She looked down at the brunette, who was looking at Andrew.

He once again shoved Dorothy’s head tight to his crotch, the girls going unnoticed. His dick again choking Dorothy, he said, “Oh yes, suck me, you slut cocksucker.”

The view had the girl, who resembled Dorothy, a bit jumpy. Her feet seemed to not want to stand still. She was hypnotized by the woman who looked like her, having Andrew’s dick shoved down her throat. As well as the way he talked to her. The restlessness in her feet moved to her hands the longer she stood there. The hand on the tall girl’s butt moved around, possibly going down to the edges of her covered pussy lips. Which, in turn, had the taller girl’s brain trying to process the sensation.

The taller of the two girls had orangish-red hair and fairly large breasts for her size. Her hips had widened slightly, and her outfit was designed to accentuate the ample cleavage she had. Additionally, she had some sexy, long-toned legs, and her skirt was designed to highlight them. The dark skirt also drew your attention to her rounded ass cheeks. It barely covered the last half of her round ass, ending shortly below her butt’s crease. The last of her ass’s rounding was covered by the small hand of the shorter girl.

The shorter brunette girl had the figure of a small adolescent boy. Her hips were those of a twelve-year-old girl. They had the slightest hint of roundness to them, though her ass did have a nice bubble to it. If it wasn’t for her long, light chestnut hair, you might’ve assumed she was a cross-dressing adolescent boy looking at her from behind. Especially since she had her hand up under the obviously feminine girl’s skirt. From the front, below her shoulders, only her clothes would’ve made you believe she was female. She tried dressing sexy, but having the barest of breast buds showing cleavage wasn’t an option. She went the translucent t-shirt way as an alternative. Her areolas were puffed cones that had yet to darken from their original light pink.

The short girl’s face had a striking resemblance to the one sucking Andrew’s dick. It was similar in most respects, from cheekbone structure, eye color, and the way they opened up her face. It was a face that I imagine Dorothy had at eighteen. The same one Jane had currently and Helen would have in a few years. What was weird was her twelve-year-old figure didn’t fit her late-teen face. She had made it up well with lipstick, eyeliner, and eyeshadow that accentuated her mature-looking face.

It was in complete contrast to the taller girl’s looks. She too was downright pretty. Her gray-green eyes were captivating. Though they were slightly overdone with an eyeshadow that did nothing to make her innocent-looking face look either more innocent or sexy. The lip gloss on her lips added to her innocent look in a way lipstick just wouldn’t have. Her blush wasn’t as expertly done as the shorter girl. She evidently relied more on the sweetness of her look than her partner.

It was the partner that finally raised a ruckus. “Andrew, what are you doing? Who is that woman?”

Dorothy was once again pushing on Andrew’s hips, hoping for a reprieve so she could breathe. She got the reprieve she had hoped for. He let Dorothy’s lips slide back again along his cock. He stopped his cock’s removal once his bulbous head was at the back of her teeth, keeping it securely in her mouth. She, once again, had to draw huge gasps around the dick sealing most of her mouth’s opening. She looked over towards the teen girls. Her demeanor changed for the worse. She appeared like she wanted to crawl into a hole where the two new girls couldn’t see the truth of the matter. She was a teenager’s cocksucker.

Andrew finally had the question enter his consciousness, while Dorothy huffed around his dickhead. The lack of sucking temporarily had him clear-headed enough to answer, “Oh, hey, Tonya. This is some slut that those two over there said I could play with.” He pointed in Penelope and my direction. He added, “They say she’ll suck and fuck anybody that Tom and I bring to her. And so far she’s great at sucking. You and Lisa should give it a try.”

At that point, I remembered those were the names Tom had given us. Though he hadn’t said Lisa was a redhead or that Tonya was on the short side. Not that it mattered. Tonya wasn’t satisfied with Andrew’s answer. And Andrew wasn’t satisfied with not having finished his blowjob. Tonya asked, “Where did you meet these three? And she’ll do what?”

Andrew decided he had given Dorothy enough of a break. He again shoved her reluctant head up and down along his shaft. She slurped when she could and gagged other times with his head in her esophagus. The excitement of her contracting throat and desperate tongue likely had Tonya’s question reverberate in his ears like Charlie Brown’s teacher.

Dorothy’s mouth and throat had his legs start to shake. A loud groan passed from his lips, and his face contorted. Throwing his head back, he pumped his hips forward for the first time and ran Dorothy’s head hard up and down along his dick, fucking her face. He thrust forward and jammed her nose flat in his pubic hair, wailing, “God, Oh God.” I could see his hips jutted forward, once again, against Dorothy’s already flattened face. His whole body jerked with each squirt he sent down Dorothy’s throat. The front of Dorothy’s neck swelled up and moved with each of the seven blasts from his cock. The two that had come into the room quit asking questions. Even Lisa stood in shock and awe watching the half-dressed boy orgasm into the kneeling woman’s mouth and throat.

Andrew pulled back after the initial seven jets he had sent to Dorothy’s stomach with no swallowing needed. His firm cock’s head still in her gasping mouth, he delivered the last of his spunk onto her tongue and cheeks. This, too, Dorothy swallowed down. After she had recuperated from the temporary asphyxiation Andrew had caused. His dick lost most of its hardness as Dorothy’s mouth opened wider and she breathed around it.

Dorothy re-enclosed her lips back around the semi-hard dick that was only dribbling semen out. She continued to suck on him for just a few seconds, coaxing the last of the dregs from the boy’s piss slit. He recouped enough to repeat himself. “Tanya and Lisa, you two have got to try this. She’s great.”

Tanya again repeated her earlier question. “Who are these people you’re here with?”

Penelope jumped in before he had a chance to respond. Just by happenstance, we hadn’t yet given any names to the boys or any indication of why we were in the hotel. She used that knowledge and constructed a lie. It wasn’t a good one, but it didn’t have to be for the horny or drunk teens. “Oh, we’re a unique part of the hotel staff. We help deliver particular and specialized amenities. Which is what the woman on her knees is. We deliver these special amenities to special guests who are big spenders. Or if they reserved one of the larger conference rooms with extra options requiring a larger than the normal outlay of funds. From my understanding and according to our records, the parents of the baseball team have done that. Plus, they asked us to deliver her to them as a special treat. After they were informed she was available for a couple of hours.”

I couldn’t imagine what Dorothy thought when she heard she was nothing more than a hotel amenity. To be used by boys of the baseball team because their parents had rented a conference room for a large swinging session that evening.

Andrew said, “See, she’s just a slut; the hotel gives out to special guests. So I guess we’re special. And she’s great at sucking you off. You should really give her a try, Lisa,” he said to the tall redhead.

Lisa, with a much more slurred speech, said, “But we don’t have penises.” I couldn’t help but think there was something off about what the girl said. I think Pea realized it, too. It was something about the two girls’ appearances. Plus, how they acted beyond just being slightly drunk, in one girl’s case, and working on smashed for the other. Additionally, the dynamic between the two girls seemed completely wrong.

I could tell Pea’s main goal was to get the girls laid or get Dorothy between their legs. No little thing like the dynamic being off would get in the way of that. Whereas, mine was to make sure the two didn’t run off and go blabbing what they had seen to real hotel staff or parents.

I asked the two, “So, you two have been down to the bar, I see. So how was it?”

Lisa was still a bit jumpy, Tanya’s hand groping her ass. Yet she replied, “Yeah, it’s the first time I’ve been to one of those. It was fun, and I really like the Long Island iced tea. Tonya was right for iced tea; it was super good.” At that point, I thought I understood what had perplexed me earlier about their dynamic. Tanya had taken Lisa to the bar. So, she could get Lisa drunk. Making it not just the first time she had been in a bar. But it was clear Tonya hoped it’d loosen Lisa up. So it would be the first time she was with another girl. Which in itself seemed a bit off. I didn’t understand why the younger of the two was convincing the older girl to go to a bar.

I addressed the tall redhead, “So, did you just turn eighteen? And your ... what thirteen- or fourteen-year-old friend decided to tag along. So both of you could have your first visit together.” Lisa giggled at my suspicion.

She giggled the giggle only a drunk young teenage girl could. Tanya’s face, though tipsy, looked aggravated. Lisa said, “No, I just turned fourteen, not ten days ago. Tanya is the one who is seventeen.”

It then made all the sense in the world. Except for how the two outward appearances appeared to be swapped. Tanya had taken her hand off Lisa’s ass and crossed her arms over her nonexistent breasts. “I guess everybody assumes that. Just ‘cause I’ve got no tits and look like a pre-pubescent boy. Then there is Lisa here. She got all her growing done early with the big tits and perfect ass. I wish I had. And people always think she’s older than me.”

Tonya’s agitation showed having been assumed to be the younger of the two. It made me believe she wasn’t as sexually inexperienced as the bustier Lisa would be at four years younger. She had probably tried more and been more open to sexual experimentation with classmates in order to prove she was a grownup. When her body didn’t project the same age as she actually was. She was likely ahead of most people in her class when it came to sex because of it.

I figured I would use their being underage against them. Blackmailing them might keep them from saying anything. “Well, unfortunately, it’s hotel policy. When we find out there’ve been underaged children,” I stressed children as a form of reverse psychology on the older girl. “We’re to report them to their parents or local authorities. We have to do this, so we don’t have trouble with our liquor license.” I lied with full knowledge underage drinking would never have been reported to the authorities. At a true bar, they would be concerned with their liquor license if they did know about the underage drinking. But neither of the girls knew this.

Pea saw an opening with my statement. She must’ve also figured the older girl was more open to sexual activities than your average seventeen-year-old. She winked to Tonya, and the girl grinned back with a perceived understanding a deal was in the offing. Evidently, it was enough for Penelope to put her plan into action. “There’s only one exception to this hotel rule. You see, we’re an international hotel, and drinking in most other countries isn’t so much based on age but on being an adult. So to be consistent with all nationalities, the age restriction is removed if the people involved are no longer virgins. We do this since having sex in most cultures is the first step of adulthood. It makes them an adult and able to drink alcohol.” Penelope paused, seeing if the two girls were buying her bullshit explanation. Their alcohol-addled brains seemed to accept Pea’s line of bullshit. “So are either you virgins?”

Bashfully, Lisa nodded her head, “Yes, I’m still a virgin.”

Tanya, on the other hand, didn’t shake her head yes or no. But asked, “Does it have to be with a boy? Or does having sex with a girl count?”

Andrew, who had been listening to our conversation with his dick going limp in front of Dorothy’s face, listened on. He appeared unprepared for Tanya’s question. The question made the whole arrangement between the two girls make more sense. My earlier assessment of Tanya trying to get Lisa drunk and have sex with her was correct. I just had who was older incorrect.

Pea responded with. “Well, I guess that might count, but we prefer it to be with a boy. But a second or third time around with a girl might then count. Have you done it more than once with another girl?” Tanya shook her head no. Evidently, Lisa was to be her sophomore cunnilingus. She must’ve enjoyed the inaugural time between another girl’s thighs or a girl between hers. Penelope continued her plan and said. “But I guess if you leave the room, not as virgins, we can neglect telling your parents or authorities about you spending time at the bar.”

Lisa slurred her words more than earlier, “Okay. My parents will kill me if they found out I’ve been to a bar. They think alcohol is the devil’s water. But Andrew’s thingy is way too big. I can’t have him put that in me. And I think your friend would be just as bad.”

Pea smiled and said, “Worse.”

Tonya, in her tipsy state, was, at that point, playing along. I had done the calculations, and seemingly in her head, she had also. I postulated either she or Dorothy ended up between Lisa’s legs. If it was Dorothy who got there first, Tonya too would likely get there. Or she could go there first, but either way, she would end up with what she had hoped for at the start of the evening. Tonya offered her services to Lisa: “Well, I suppose I could help get rid of your virginity. If you want me to?”

Lisa looked at her friend and said, “I don’t know.” She looked at Pea, adding, “How does sex with another girl happen? I mean, they don’t have the thingy to put in you. And isn’t having the thingy to put in me what makes me a woman? Tonya doesn’t have a thingy to put in me.”

Pea’s first needed some of the younger teen’s sexual history. “Do you ever masturbate?”

Even extremely tipsy on her way to being drunk, she blushed and shook her head no. Then said a lot without saying much, totally embarrassed, “I can’t say that in front of Andrew.”

Tonya urged the girl on. “Come on, I know that you do. I’ve heard you on other weekends, through the wall. When our parents were gone.”