Debauchery House-21: More About Marilyn Monroesque Melaine
I used to feel pangs of conscience when I saw Melaine get
up and peruse the newspapers to find another lodging. As
the days grew shorter before her husband was to arrive back
from his overseas assignment with some religious organization,
Melaine tried to break free of debauchery house.
I didnt want to see the bitch go, of course, because she
was about the sexiest tenantin a Marilyn Monroesque kind
of wayI could hope to have here at Debauchery House. I think
it was an even bigger turn-on that this luscious mouthful
was still struggling to overcum her nymphomania in time
to re-enter her wifely role, which we all knew she would
never succeed in doing. How we knew that was as soon as the
other girls awoke and assembled at the table for brunch,
Melaine would, at first, listen to the conversation, then
become animated and obviously forgetting her earlier
good intentions, help make plans for yet another orgy.
Thats when she went to the vibrator; then as the afternoon
gave way to deepening shadows, shed be the 1st to emerge
from her room and wait for me to open the happy hour bar.
In order to keep the ladies from drifting further into alcoholism,
I laid down strict rules about how soon they could imbibe
on weekdays. Theyd have to go at least 3 hours after brunch
before reintroducing alcohol into their lovely bodies.
They called my unveiling the rolling bar, happy hour,
and heightened their libidos enough to begin dressing
for the party scene.
So, sometimes, Id get a chance to chat with Meliane before
the others drifted out to await the kickoff of another night
of debauchery. So, Melaine, Id inquire, What are
your plans tonight?
Im going to try on a new outfit, shed answer.
And then, what?
Well see, shed gasp as Patti and Lola approached,
and I could hear Porkchops needling Patti as they descended
the stairs along with Gina. Maria usually waited until
I had spread the bottles, mixers, and glassware over the
bar top, and the girls were beginning to sip before making
her grand entrance.
Melodramatic Maria was late approaching the bar but early
in donning her sexing outfit for the night without the aid
of the others. Porcine Patti didnt like Porkchops but
somehow felt motherly towards Maria, the theatrical,
would-be actress.
How the ladies related to Melaine was a whole different
matter. You could call the various difficulties with her
counterparts, a set of love-hate relationships. They
all enjoyed dragging her down into the 1st orgy, and after
that, loved getting it on with her. So, at 1st they were all
warm and friendly. Later, as it developed that an alcohol
activated Melaine, thanks to her overwhelming beauty
coupled with an insatiable need for cock, became the center
of attention, they began to feel jealous. It didnt help
that Melaine was still trying to extricate herself form
our fleshpot in order to not ruin her marriage, but what
bothered them the most was how Melaine was able to intercept
men, and take them on in bunches while they were left with
the ones who had already made out with Melaine, or were always
glancing over to get some.
This led to them keeping secrets from her; theyd arrange
to attend a party, but made sure not to invite her so she wouldnt
seize the initiative. Sometimes, though, they found that
taking her along into certain bars or clubs drew enough
attention that they all got it on without female-to-female
competition. Sometimes they would all return to the House
trailed by more than a dozen men of the lowest instincts,
and a riotous orgy would unfold.
When, during these orgies, enough exchange of bodily fluids,
combined with lights out boozing, had reduced my tenants
into besmirched and slavering, floor-bound sex fiends,
all the ladies would be drawn towards Melaines fountain
of lust, and while her thighs were wrapped around lovely
faces, she could expel her latest sperm collection into
one of the other ladies sucking mouths.
The mornings after were when Melaine, too exhausted from
a night of make-outs with not only a dozen or so brutes but
all the other ladies, would not play the Ive gotta get
outta here game. But, she never would miss the opening
of the bar. Another area of appreciating Melaine centered
around their dressing for the up-cumming nights stud
hunt.
Whereas the ladies often left Melaine behind when grabbing
a taxi for town, they always included her in what I began
to call, the fashion show. The fashion show began immediately
after happy hour. They would examine each others bodies
and practically drool over one anothers sexual accouterments
while discussing what they would wear for the nights lusting.
Melaine was always included in their group lingerie and
outerwear conferences. Every so often, a naked beauty
would descend the stairs to take a couple of bottles up.
Vibrator, buzzing sounds and squeals would tell me that
when they finally did get outfitted, my tenants would
be very, very ready for the night life. The gleam overspreading
their lovely countenances was made up of pussy juice, especially
Melaines.
On the nights when they headed for town leaving Melaine
behind, Id usually find her masturbating in a bed strewn
with bottles, glasses, lingerie and various articles
of evening wear.
You can follow Melaines earlier adjustment to living
at Debauchery House by using the search tool on the extreme
top left just under the voting block. Enter the following
[Melaine] in the Member Article Search box, and you will
find that she 1st appears in Debauchery House-15, where
she moves in without incident. Melaines tale continues
in Debauchery House-18 where she gets drawn into a party
under false pretences, has her food and drink spiked with
booze, begins drinking on her own and falls in love with
Michael, the stud sitting next to her. Drunkenly insisting
that shell only fuck Michael so she doesnt drawn down
into a developing orgy, Melaine, is accosted by a brute
actually named, Brute, and aided by my telling her that
Michael wants her to fuck Brute, she not only fucks him with
my inciting her to show Brute what a slut she is. So when theyre
not long into the fucking, I shouted, TELL BRUTE YOU LIKE
IT! TELL 'EM TO FUCK YOU HARDER!"
Yes, I could see she liked it, no that slut LOVED it! So, I
incited, "TELL 'EM TO FUCK YOU DIRTY!"
Then, I knew she had what it takes to live at Debauchery house
when she screamed, "I LIKE IT! I LIKE IT! FUCK ME! FUCK
ME DIRTY!"
"YAH, PIG! I shouted, ENJOY IT! TELL 'EM TA
FUCK YA HARDER!"
And thats just what she did, "YAAH! YAAAH! FUCK ME
HARDER! FUCK ME HARDER!"
So ended Debauchery House-18, and the action continued
in Debauchery House-19.
After Brute pulled out of Melaine, she staggered over to
the orgy area and looked for Michael to fuck him, but found
him fucking Lola. So, she fled upstairs with me following
in case she was too drunk to find her room. Getting Melaine
in her room I comforted her as I removed the rest of her outerwear.
Convincintg her that a drink would make her feel better,
I went down stairs and prepared a tray full and gave it to
3 naked, big-cocked studs. Leading them upstairs, I introduced
them as having been sent by Michael to make give her whatever
she needed. She rolled over on her face sobbing and displaying
her cloven pouch leaking Brutes cum. I helped her sip the
drink while I convinced her that one of the men, Brad, would
take care of her until Michael came.
So, while massaging her ass, I signaled Brad to lay behind
her, and this is where I continue the story:
"Here! Brad, enter her!" To Melaine, I added,
"I'm gonna hold your hand while he enters you.
Juss so you'll know it's it's the right thing
to do.
As I was saying that, Brad had lain behind her and turning
her substantial ass on her side, he fed his thick cock in
the seeping cleft of her cunt flaps. "Aacchhh!"
What a womanly sound "Aacchhh!" is when that
cock slides up inside a beauty like Melaine. His shaft disappeared,
then emerged glistening and now the stroking began. "Ooohhh
yes! Oooohhh yes!" she gasped as her breasts began
the dance of the .
Now, I held her breasts, and beckoning with my head to another
of the two naked and erect studs to kneel, I asked her, "Is
it good, honey? It's good, isn't it baby?
Iiissh Good!
You're all woman! You should be doing this all the
time. Do ya still want Michael?"
"MICHAEL!" she wailed. "I WANN MICHAEL!
FUCK ME MICHAEL! FUCK ME!" The other 2 studs approached
the bed, and one tried to force his cock into Melaines mouth.
"HERE!" I shouted over the screaming. "SUCK
THIS MUTHERFUCKER'S COCK, YOU PIG!"
The next half hour was wonderful! She took on all 3 and was
now a glutinous mess. Now, as Melaine lay on her back pouring
cum all over the bed, it was my turn! Opening my mouth wide,
I engulfed her entire opening and chug-a-lugged her abdominal
entrapments until her fingers entwined in my hair and and
violently pulled my face into her writhing crotch.
I finally guided her naked beauty downstairs to join the
orgy that was now in full swing. Just as I was about to lead
her over to Michael, a glistening, black cock, having delivered
his load, slid from the kneeling Lolas ballooning unt
sack.
"HOLD LOLA UP!" I shouted in my excitement.
As I lifted Melane's face up into the drunken bitch's
overflowing crotch, I shouted, "SUCK IT! SUCK IT,
YOU PIG! IT'S THE SAME STUFF YOU SUCK OUT OF COCKS, SLUT!"
It's amazing how that scene would then play out. She
not only got Lola off, Lola reciprocated so Melaine exploded
in her mouth, giving her cum that Brute and Brad had contributed
to her debauchery.
"Whaaad'll I dooooo, noooow?" Melaine
wailed to me.
"Go for it! GO FOR IT SLUT! GO FOR IT! GO FOR IT! YOU WHORE!
YOU WHORE! YOU WHORE!"
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