The hotel desk clerk gave the voluptuous middle-
aged bleach blond a suspicious look as he processed
her registration. Although the name on the
reservation said Ms. Betty Smith, the woman looked
and talked in an unmistakable southern drawl like
Dolly Parton.
The desk clerk knew his job was not to ask
questions, being in L.A. he was quite accustomed to
checking in stars under assumed names, but here was
a lady that he had lusted after since he was a
teenager. He handed “Ms. Smith” her key for room
235 and wished her a nice stay. The middle-aged
lady with the sunglasses on politely smiled, and
said thank you and headed to her room.
Now comfortable in her room, Dolly could drop all
pretenses and just relax in a hot tub with bottle
of wine. It had been a long media tour promoting
her new book and tomorrow’s appearance on Leno
would be the final stop on this long 2-month trip
and then she could get back to her husband. She
laughed to herself thinking about all the people
who thought she was an international sex symbol,
when in fact she hadn’t felt the touch of another
person for over two months.
Eventually she pulled herself out of the hot tub
and wrapped herself in a heavy terrycloth robe and
went straight for the large luxurious bed to get
some much needed rest. Dolly quickly fell asleep
but awoke sometime during the night to the distinct
sounds of a heavy bass beat coming from a room down
the hall as well as the sounds of people laughing
and talking in the hallway in front of her door.
Groggy, Dolly called the front desk to get someone
up to the second floor to put an end to the loud
foolishness. After 10 rings Dolly realized no one
was answering the phone downstairs and slammed the
receiver down in frustration. “I need some sleep,”
the middle-aged country star said in her thick
southern twang. Getting out of bed trying to find
her shoes on the floor, something she had found
very difficult since her high school days, all she
could find to slip on were her black pumps she had
worn upstairs. Shoes on, robe tight and room key in
hand, Dolly Parton set out to quiet down the rowdy
kids down the hall so she could get sleep.
As she made her way down the carpeted hall, the
music grew ever louder making her head pound
slightly. As she walked, several males and one
drunk female spilled out of the room where the
party was going on and passed her going to the
elevator. What Dolly didn’t know and was about to
find out was that the Southern California Chapter
of Beta Beta Ci or BBC was holding their annual
conference in the same hotel as well. The music was
almost deafening as Dolly got to the door and
knocked.
Finally, a very tall and muscular black kid with
his shirt off opened the door and then caught
Dolly’s full brunt,” Cut that damn jungle music
off, respectable people are tryin to sleep here,
the hotel security might be scarred of you, but I’m
not.”
None of this was heard by the large young man at
the door, he responded simply by saying, “We’ve
paid for this room, go away you stupid white
bitch!”
As the man at the door stood waiting for Dolly to
turn and leave or try and say something else, he
realized she was transfixed, staring at something
behind him.
One of the hookers, a redhead, that the frat boys
had rented was spread-eagle on the top of a couch
with one black cock in her red pussy and she was
hungrily sucking on the other. Dolly stood frozen
like a statue watching the scene from inside the
room.
All of the sudden Dolly didn’t hear the sound of
the music or the guy at the door asking her, “Hey
lady, never seen a white girl get dicked down like
that before?”
She did feel however, the three glasses of wine she
had earlier as well as the slow drip of pussy juice
beginning to creep down her inner thigh. If she had
heard the young man’s lustful question she would
have honestly answered, “No, I’ve never seen anyone
that satisfied in my whole life.”
Another young stud in the room spoke directly at
Dolly. “You look like that Dolly Parton bitch who’s
a singer, but you can’t be, she’s probably playin
with herself in her mansion in Nashville.”
Hearing her name, Dolly finally broke out of her
daze, “Did you say something” she meekly asked?
Feeling about 110 degrees Dolly clumsily took a few
steps back to retreat to her own room, in fact only
succeeding to drop her room key in the process.
Bending over to pick it up, her majestic white
titties that every straight man in the world has
lusted after at one time or another came spilling
out from the confines of her robe.
The young black studs surrounding her also felt
their thermostats starting to rise. Suddenly, Ms.
Parton was acutely aware of what was happening
quickly attempted to stuff her 42DD specials back
into her robe. That attempt failed, but she did
succeed in showing every guy in the room just how
turned on she had become. When she had finally
composed herself, the first thing to hit her was
the pungent smell of pussy juice in the air, much
of it hers.
What happened next was totally out of her control,
she was on automatic lust pilot. She watched as
nearly a dozen hung horny black studs half her age
closed in around her like kids around a Christmas
tree. Dolly’s knees were visibly shaking as she
felt a million sensations racing from her pussy to
her tits to her brain. When the first of the young
men laid a hand on her, Dolly gracefully dropped
her robe to the floor, and looked each one of those
boys in the eye in a gesture of unmistakable
surrender.
Dolly Parton was about to give in to the greatest
sexual experience any woman could ever know. For a
moment, Dolly stood in the hotel doorway totally
naked except for her black heels, and the cold air
from the air conditioner as well as the potency of
the moment made her nipples as hard and inviting as
ever, she could feel goose bumps all over her body.
Then one strong black hand reached out and caressed
her soft white shoulder, then another and another
until she lost count and it seemed those hands were
functioning on their own exploring every inch of
her demure frame. Each one of these young men
seemed to tower over her and when she heard the
hotel door slam directly behind her, it was the
symbolic exclamation point to the ancient courting
process, she had now officially given herself mind,
body and soul to these hot young studs to do with
her as they pleased.
She felt at least two of the guys behind her
rubbing the inside of her fleshy thighs, playing
with her hairy bush. Dolly clenched her eyes shut
as two sets of long fingers worked skillfully into
her deprived cunt. Instinctively she could feel the
black studs standing behind her gazing down at her
heaving heavy titties like so many men in elevators
and crowded parties had in the past, the only
difference now is that she knew beyond a shadow of
a doubt that these young men had the skill and the
tools to make every inch of her feel like a woman.
Before she even realized it, she was kissing two of
the young studs on each side of her, she could feel
their warm eager tongues exploring her mouth and
the forceful but smooth way they felt her up made
her feel like a school girl all over again, even
though she was on the other side of fifty.
When she opened her eyes and looked down, the
furious erotic contrast of so many black hands
roaming over her creamy white body made her feel
like such a slut and it was a feeling she hadn’t
felt in way too long. She thought to herself these
young boys certainly knew how to please and here
they have a prime piece of celebrity pussy and they
don’t even know it, she was simply just their slut
for the night.
One of the bigger guys effortlessly pushed Dolly
against the wall a planted a deep soulful kiss
right on her lips, took a step back and said,” If
you’ve got anything to say, say it now because your
mouth’s gonna be busy for the rest of the night.
You know Jerome was right, you do look a little
like that Dolly Parton, ain’t that a trip. She was
in that movie 9 to 5, well tonight honey your gonna
get some 9 by 5’s,” laughter erupted in the room.
She thought for a brief second that she should tell
these boys who she was.” God it would blow their
mind, but what if I did? Someone here has to have a
camera, and if pictures of me getting gangbanged by
a bunch of black guys started floating around, no
old southern white ladies would ever buy her
records again, although I don’t think any of them
could leave in this situation either.”
She answered the muscular black man in front of her
in a desperate lustful tone, “Please just fuck me,
all of you boys, just fuck me.”
The tall young man that had been at the door eased
up beside her, picked up her quivering white frame
and the group of black frat brothers parted as he
carried her over to the sofa in the middle of the
room. As she was being carried, she saw the young
red-haired prostitute on one of the beds beside the
couch slowly masturbating as she watched the lurid
taboo scene unfold her front of her.
Dolly had been on stage and the center of attention
thousands of times, but never had she felt like
such a star. As the guy set Dolly down the black
boys surrounded the sofa, and Dolly reached out to
take touch dark muscular chests and strong arms
with her red manicured nails. She spread her legs
as wide as she could and set her heels on the sofa
on her side of her giving the boys clear access to
her womanhood. “Play with your titties, bitch” a
voice said from the crowd and she obliged.
With a rapid flow of adrenaline pumping through her
body, she knew what was coming very shortly, it was
something she had secretly fantasized about much of
her adult life, a virile young black man getting
ready to fuck her deep and hard. Then it happened!
Two of the young men came into her sight and sure
enough they were completely nude and hung. Their
massive cocks seemed to jut out at her as if she
had 3-D glasses on, but these were very real and
from there in rapid succession one black cock after
another appeared, and like divining rods they all
pointed at the southern white princess in front of
them.
These were the first black cocks she had ever seen,
and to call what her husband had a cock in the
presence of these young men would have been
comical. In her swirling mind, She tried to do some
quick math, more than 10 guys with 10 inch cocks,
God I’m gonna get over 100 inches of rock hard dick
in me tonight.
This thought set an instant jolt of electricity to
her burning cunt and she instantly reacted by
firing both her hands to massage the fire erupting
there. This was the undeniable signal to each guy
in the room that she was ready.
She opened her mouth to gasp and a black cock
beside her slipped into her mouth. Dolly opened her
mouth as far as she could and the young stud’s
thick member took full advantage. She gagged at
first until she made a comfortable fit and
proceeded to suck on his cock like had secretly
wanted to do to a black cock for over 30 years. As
she was sucking, a faint familiar taste danced on
her taste buds, the unmistakable musty taste of
another woman’s pussy.
During her younger years she had a series of
lesbian experiences with girls in her band and ones
from bars, but that had been years and years ago.
She was licking the cock of ones of the guys that
fucked the prostitute and this almost made her cum
from just the thought. She looked over at the
hooker masturbating furiously and winked.
When she looked back in front of her the first stud
in line had taken his place between her waiting
legs and was kissing her titties feverishly. She
could feel his hands spreading her legs even wider
and could feel his rigid massive rod pressing
against her inner thigh less than two inches from
her pussy.
The black stud lifted his hands under her ass for
full access then proceeded to begin filling Dolly
Parton with her first black dick. The head eased in
without a problem, but as he continued to ease his
girth in slowly, Dolly knew this was gonna be more
than anything she had ever felt. With only half of
his 11 inches in her she felt as if the San Andreas
Fault was cutting her right down her middle.
When she grabbed the young studs arms and yelped,
he eased up for a moment until Dolly grinded up
against him again showing she was ready for more of
it. When he had most of his cock in her, he started
fucking her very slow and rhythmically and Dolly
hips slowly began grinding back against his crotch
in an unspoken dance that men and women have done
since genesis. Over the next five minutes the first
young man increased his rhythm until he was like a
piston in a racecar.
Dolly did her best to keep up. She knew she was not
as young as she once was and soon realized it would
be best just to lay back and be taken and when the
young boy tensed and began coming, he did so in a
monstrous show of orgasm. It felt to Dolly just
like a garden hose was loose and jumping wildly in
her pussy while it shot its potent load.
When the young man had finished and collapsed on
the heavy weight of her breasts, she could look
over his shoulder to see the next young horny, hung
stud in line waiting his turn.
As one giant frame in front of her departed,
momentarily allowing the bright light from the
table lamp to strain her half shut eyes, another
talk dark towering frame quickly blocked out the
light once again taking his place between Dolly’s
now quivering short white legs. With her back flat
on the sofa and her more than ample breasts
flopping side to side on her chest like dancing
melons, she obscenely stretched her legs further
apart in the air, feeling as if she was having an
out of body experience.
Black stud after black stud had taken the ultimate
liberty with this mature lady that had shown up
unexpected at their hotel door to complain about
the noise they were making.
Now all she cared about was accommodating another
hard thick black dick. Never before had Dolly known
this type of sexual release, she wondered gleefully
how many women really had.
So many young men had now taken their turn with
her, that each successive stud slid deep into Dolly
with greater and greater ease. The shock of each
thick cock had now subsided because her entire
pubic region felt like one big wildfire raging out
of control. Even when a boy had pulled his cock out
of her, she could still feel it pounding and
slamming in and out of her like when someone feels
the waves against their body long after leaving the
ocean. She wondered to herself how in the world her
husband ever was going to fit into her again after
all these young men opened her up so brutally?
Almost like athletes going from base to base, each
young man took their turn between her legs, then
took their place beside Dolly’s gigantic tits to
squeeze, kiss and slap their fat long pricks all
over them. Some of the young men even stuck their
cocks into her warm waiting mouth to lick their
powerful dicks clean.
As the latest stud dumped his massive load deep
into the realms of Dolly’s thirsty cunt, she could
feel much of the cum ooze out of her when the stud
pulled out underneath her. She delighted in the
kinky feeling of her pale ass sliding in all the
young studs’ sticky seed as it drained out of her
full cunt. ” Lord, won’t the cleaning ladies just
love this in the morning,” Dolly wickedly thought
to herself.
Finally the largest of the frat boys, the young
muscular stud that greeted her at the door took his
place at the alter between her legs. For the first
time since the entire episode began, Dolly’s eyes
swung wide open with lustful anticipation as the 6
ft. 6 250 lb. young stallion threw her trembling
legs over his granite like shoulders and guided his
12 inch cock directly into her soaking wet love
tunnel, literally lifting her ass more than a foot
of the couch. This time Dolly clearly felt this
stud enter her and clearly felt each slick but
brutal thrust he made in and out of her.
Even in this fancy well-made hotel, the guests in
each of the surrounding rooms clearly heard this
now sex craved middle-aged hussy scream as the
final boy fucked her brains out! This young man who
outweighed her by over 150 lbs and was easily a
foot and a half taller, fucked her as if she was a
real life doll, easily pulling her entire shivering
frame up and down on his powerful black staff. The
guys on each side of Dolly had a firm grasp and she
dug her fingernails hard into their forearms as she
ran headlong into the biggest most complete orgasm
of her life right there suspended in air between
these young black fuckstuds! Panting and screaming
in her thick southern drawl each of the men as well
as the redheaded escort, who was playing with
herself in the corner, looked at the spectacle
before them with unmitigated wonder.
The stud fucking her let her orgasmic spasms pull
and squeeze his enormous cock buried deep in her
cunt for several moments until he decided to pull
it out and then sat Dolly back down hard on the
sofa below. He then with one firm pull of his cock
began showering Dolly Parton’s large breasts with a
seemingly endless torrents of hot cum, coating her
chest completely. Reaching up for the large dick
over her, Dolly helped the young black stud
completely empty his load all over her body.
When Dolly realized there wasn’t another stud to
take his place and that she had successfully
satisfied each of the young men in the room, an
enormous sense of fatigue washed over her and the
idea of moving was the hardest thing at this point
she could imagine. Being 100% a lady though, she
felt a need to get up and clean up as well as to
survey the damage the young men had wrought upon
her, to see if she could even look herself in the
mirror after cheating on her husband in such a lewd
manner.
Before she could even try to muster the strength to
move, something hot began slithering between the
still electrified folds of her gaping pussy.
Opening her eyes slightly to see who was so
delicately teasing her well-fucked genitals, Dolly
saw a mane of lovely fiery red hair bobbing up and
down on her quivering pubic region. The escort that
the studs had bought for the night was licking
Dolly’s pussy clean with her innocent young face.
Dolly reached down with her dainty hands and dug
her fingers tightly into the hair of the hooker
that was so deliciously eating her out!
“UUMMMMPPPHH,UUMMPPHH,” Dolly groaned as her hips
ground up against the expert mouth of the young
redhead between her legs.
Dolly glanced side to side to see how the young men
in the room had taken seats around the room and
watched as if they were at a movie or ballgame as
the two ladies shared in their mutual feminine
pleasures. One a short blonde in her fifties with
incredibly large breasts and the other, a mid 20’s
athletically built tall red head.
When Dolly’s thighs closed tightly around the
prostitute’s head in another orgasmic fit, she
bucked up with all the energy she had left in her
body. Realizing that Dolly was now completely
spent, the statuesque redhead stood over Dolly,
then bent down and softly began kissing her mouth,
in the process letting Dolly taste her own sweet
cum as well as much of the cum that the young men
had so richly deposited into Dolly’s pussy
throughout the evening. As they freely allowed
their tongues to roam each other’s mouth, the red
head playfully enjoyed teasing and squeezing
Dolly’s burning tits.
Placing her thighs tightly over Dolly’s face as she
knelt down, Dolly purred and wantonly opened her
mouth wide to return the favor as she began to eat
the young girl’s pussy above her. The prostitute
could not fathom how good it felt as she rocked up
and down on Dolly’s face as her firm ass bounced
against Dolly’s huge soft titties underneath her.
Dolly reached under her tits to lift them higher,
rubbing them hard against the escort’s ass when she
realized how much the girl was enjoying how they
felt.
Savoring the nostalgic taste of another women for
the first time in many many years, Dolly sucked her
cunt wildly when the redhead’s sweet pussy juice
began dripping down Dolly’s throat. Sensing the
beautiful woman above her was approaching climax,
Dolly’s tongue disappeared deep into the burning
pussy above her as Dolly’s lips sealed tight
against the vaginal lips of the young girl she
shared this moment with, until they simultaneously
bucked together in unison, letting out their final
orgasmic screams of lustful release.
When it was over, Dolly picked herself up, found
her black heels and grabbed a hotel sheet to cover
herself with as she went back to her room. The
scene of so many spent tired black studs lining the
room as she left, left her with the greatest sense
of sexual accomplishment any woman could possibly
know. She tried to smile at each of the young men
as she walked out the room, finding it very
difficult to make eye contact, as her guilt began
to seep in.
She headed back to her room, to her own life where
she knew she would vividly replay this night many
times, but knew she could never breathe a word of
it to anyone.
