Mr. Disco Ch. 07

"Quite the impressive whore you've got there, Nigel. I always knew Pinder was a dirty girl. She looks better than a porn star down there."

Lucy licked her lips as she heard the stranger's compliment. Nigel soon placed his hand to the back of her head, alerting her attention to look into his eyes.

"I don't need no fucking porn stars. This is my filthy fuck doll...MINE!!"

Nigel yelled to all the men watching around him. He then looked down at Lucy and spoke to her.

"Do you wanna show these sorry mother fuckers what they wish they could get from their women?"

To hear him call the other men 'sorry mother fuckers', Lucy couldn't help but giggle before replying.

"Yes! Let me show them how I take your big, meaty cock."

Nigel called out to the men.

"Watch this! She can take it all, just watch!"

Before he said a word back, Lucy could've guessed exactly what Nigel wanted to do. She pushed her lips back down the first inches of his cock, soon to feel his hand gripping her hair almost like a pony tail. Her gold hoop ear rings were visible as Nigel pushed her mouth down all the way. She gagged at first, taking every inch of his hard meat pole. The three men around Nigel all gasped before calling out.

"Holy shit!"

"DAMN!!"

"That's some fucking hot stuff right there, wow!"

Using her tongue, Lucy licked his balls from the position with his entire cock between her lips. A string of saliva fell from her lower lip, dripping off her chin. Lucy had got the impression early on that he must have done this with women before her. She could imagine him taking Holly into a bathroom for something kinky like this. Nigel pulled her hair once more, forcing his cock to flop freely from her lips with a loud pop noise. Lucy could hear all the men moaning, but her complete focus was on Nigel alone.

"Get your tits out Lucy, I wanna fuck 'em."

All the men gasped except for Nigel. Lucy could hear a few whispers uttered as she pushed the front of her dress down a bit to allow her large natural breasts to come spilling out. With all eyes focused on her from the five men, she felt tempted to give them something as a tease. As she held her breasts up for Nigel, she glared over all of them with a grin, flashing her teeth. Lucy licked her lips, looking back down at Nigel's cock as he placed it firmly between her tits. The string of saliva from her chin finally broke off and fell between her tits, but she decided to spit on the head before squeezing her boobs around his hard shaft.

"Sorry fellas, but he's the only one that gets to feel this. You can watch, but none of you can touch this. This is for him, not you."

At that moment, Nigel couldn't have been more proud of hearing Lucy's words. She embraced being his trophy whore once and for all. As Lucy held her big titties together, Nigel began to buck his hips and drive his cock back and forth between them. The men around him all gasped and moan. Lucy could see a bulge sticking up in the front of Warren's pants and one of the other men as they stood there watching Nigel titty fuck her. Warren sighed and spoke to Nigel.

"Dude, you get to fuck Lucy Pinder's tits, that has to be amazing. I've gotta go jack off now, holy shit. I can't believe I'm seeing this right now."

Lucy giggled as the man walked off. Nigel ignored him, too busy focusing on groaning as he pumped his long rod back and forth between her glorious breasts. A stall could be heard opening as Warren tended to himself in private. Since he had left, one of the other men walked in his spot and unbuckled his pants to begin jacking himself off right there in plain view, but Nigel put a stop to that fast. He stopped thrusting his cock between Lucy's tits to turn to his right and push the guy away.

"Back the fuck off!! If you're gonna jack off, go do it in a fucking stall! This is MY filthy fuck doll! You can watch, but she ain't for you!"

Nigel had focused on watching the man, only to make sure that he did leave the scene and head for a stall. Just then, another man walked into the bathroom but quickly walked back out when he noticed the scene. Since he wasn't paying attention to Lucy, she decided to let go of her breasts and bring her lips back down over the head of his dick. This time, Lucy sucked on him while using her right hand to wank and suck his cock simultaneously. She gave him the dual sync of a blow job and hand job together at once. When Nigel finally turned his attention back to her, Lucy was quickly bobbing her head up and down his shaft while her hand stroked the inches that her mouth wasn't sucking. Nigel thought this pleasure could last longer, but he was already to his breaking point. He grabbed her hair, pulling her mouth off his cock. Lucy let go of her hair, gazing up into his face somewhat concerned as she knew he was about to blow his load all over her face. Nigel always covered her face, there wasn't a time he neglected to.

"Fuck! That's it, I'm gonna cum now!"

She was afraid to ask him, but Lucy didn't want to get a sticky facial right here in the men's bathroom. It wouldn't have bothered her having the strangers watch her, but it was something else. This was the one time she didn't want it, since it would ruin her makeup and she would have to wash her face and go back to his penthouse suite with a face clean of makeup. Lucy didn't know how to ask him at first, but she had to make a move now before his cock exploded. Swallowing her breath, she finally spoke up.

"Nigel, wait!"

His hand slowed down, unexpected to Lucy. She figured he would ignored her and blast her face in cum, but to her surprise, he was slowing down as he looked into her eyes. Lucy's eyes were almost begging, as she knew just what to ask him now.

"Can I swallow it, please?"

Coming to a complete halt, Nigel moved his hand away from his cock and then smirked. There was still a suit wearing stranger standing at arm length to him while he spoke to Lucy.

"Yeah, you can swallow it. You're a good filthy fuck doll, make sure you swallow every last drop."

Lucy felt his right hand come down and grip her hair, pulling into a pony tail as Nigel then fed his cock back into her mouth. HIs entire shaft disappeared between her lips as the head reached the back of her throat and Lucy's red lips were buried once more at the base. His wet balls pushed against her chin. Nigel held her there, groaning as he felt his cock explode within her jaws.

"Ohhhhh, fuck!"

The man standing next to him gasped, raising his eyebrows at witnessing such an event. Lucy didn't gag or choke as Nigel's rod filled her mouth with his hot seed. Nigel held her there, making sure that her mouth milked every last drop of cum as he felt his orgasm still coming on. From one of the bathroom stalls, Warren's voice could be heard moaning as he finally reached his limit from wanking himself off. When he was finally done, he let go of her hair and allowed Lucy to raise her lips up and come off his cock with a loud pop sound like before. Lucy leaned up, parting her lips to reveal to Nigel and the other man a thick puddle of semen mixed with her own saliva over her tongue. When she closed her lips, she loudly swallowed it down.

"Sweet Jesus, that was fucking dirty as hell."

Nigel laughed at the man's words as Lucy opened her mouth, revealing that she swallowed all of his hot seed down her throat. All Nigel could do was smile, he was so proud of her.

"You've put on a hell of a show in here, baby. Come on, I've gotta get my pants back up, you get your tits back in that dress and then we're leaving this party for good."

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1 DAY LATER

Sunlight peeled into the large glass windows of the penthouse suite, completely bringing light to the rooms that had remained dark from last night. It had been a busy morning so far for Nigel and Lucy. To prepare for their Miami trip, he got up early in the morning to pack his suitcases. He let Lucy sleep in until around ten o'clock when he woke her up. She had been busy herself, preparing her own luggage for a flight to southern Florida. There was another model who Nigel had to call and send to Miami to work with John Varga, but Lucy was going to be with him on the private plane. He wanted her to always be in his eye sight, safe and sound. After last night, the other woman who shared a role as his trophy whore was left feeling neglected.

Holly had listened to Nigel and Lucy make love last night while she sat in her own room by herself. The cold shoulder had been given to her and now she couldn't help but truly feel jealous of his new toy. Weather he was trying to show favoritism or not, none of that mattered. Holly felt that she didn't matter at all right now to the man she loved. He had found a new woman and though he liked to always have two who he called trophy whores, it was becoming more obvious than ever that Lucy came at first place above her. Though she didn't have the heart to get angry with him, Holly did feel the bitterness inside of her. After speaking to Nigel during the morning about his trip to Miami, she had locked herself in her bedroom, disappointed in being told no. He didn't want her going on the trip, just Lucy. To try and make her happy, Nigel had left her a credit card and told her she could 'go crazy' spending with it, but there were some things that money couldn't buy in the world. One of them was love.

"Are we all set, baby?"

Nigel called out to Lucy who was coming out of her bedroom with a final piece of luggage. She wore casual street clothes consisting of a black shirt and blue jeans. In her right hand was a luggage stroller, mostly filled with clothes that she wanted to bring along during the trip.

"Yes, this is everything I'm bringing."

"Very good, we're leaving in the next hour."

He nodded to her, walking to the door as Lucy was right behind him with the luggage stroller's wheels rolling along the floor. Holly peeked out of her door, listening to them before she stepped out while clutching a glass of wine in her hand. The green eyed glamour model heard the door open as they left and then it shut again. Now that she was isolated alone in the penthouse, Holly wanted to drain her sorrows away and kick out a little fit of rage while no one was there to witness her fit. She went into the kitchen and refilled her glass of wine, gulping it down in just two big sips. As she stood there, pondering her thoughts about Nigel moving on from her with another woman, Holly grimaced. She slung the wine glass hard across the kitchen room, listening to the glass shatter as it hit the refrigerator. Never did she feel more betrayed by the man she loved more than anything, all for his lust to another woman.

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