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Dolly Parton's Sexual Awakening

by Stardog Champion


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 a 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. Suddenly, 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 Parton 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 Parton 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 and 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 it's 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 Parton'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 her. 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 sqeezing 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 was 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. ___________ More stories by this author can be seen at http://www.eroticstories.com/my/parts.php?id=104

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