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A small town in the Caraways
Tony Prince needed a vacation. He really had wanted Marina to not come. But she per usual forced him to change his mind.
Marina Sanchez indeed did make the Nightclub King of Liberty City change his mind, yet again. On one condition-no drama, no bullshit, no danger of getting them kidnapped, arrested, shot, drugged, murdered, all that. So it was the couple entered themselves into a hotel, an actually nice hotel for a change despite the small town.
“One room please,” Tony answered the clerk.
Marina just could not help herself and crossed her arms, though she had the usual fidgety spirit of excitement.
But for the moment, no one showed up. “God what lousy ass service, why couldn’t we just get a cabin?”
“Marina, shush! You were the one who wanted to be closer to the big life on our vacation. They rate this a 5-star hotel on BitchVacation,” Tony insisted.
The clerk then came outside the office. “You must be Mr. Tony Prince, you called about a reservation for a room? Second floor I believe?”
“Thank you, that would be me. One and only. My doctor insisted on this vacation, says I need to get away from the stress of LC,”
“Trust me Mr Prince, a lot of people come here. Rate our hotel nicely on all the sites, follow me,”
Tony noticed Marina tugging on his sleeve. “Marina, what are you doing?”
“We’re a couple, baby. This is what couples do, hold hands right? Tug at sleeves?”
He pushed her ever so slightly off. “Marina, not here, I really-”
“You coming, Mr Prince and the Misses?” the voice of the clerk called out.
“Catching up on something, I’ll be right there! Hehe...Marina, please behave.”
“We’re on our way, thank you so much for the service!” she loudly yelled, meanwhile getting a quick tug on Tony’s tie and dress collar. “Ain’t we, handsome?”
“Yes, we are! I just dropped something!”
“How about this? I’ll be on second floor, room 202 will be yours and fully open with the key on the bedside dresser!” the clerk’s voice again yelled.
“That’s great, thank you! So sorry for keeping you, just bit distracted!” Tony yelled again, but this time no response. “See what you’ve done now, girl? Wh-what are you doing? MARINA?! Get off of me!”
Indeed was Marina playing with his pant zipper and Tony pushed her off him down. “You’re such a dick, you know that? No fun!”
“Marina, not here! You know the rules, you said you’d not act out here,” Tony crossed his arms before trying to straighten himself.
Marina growled with the usual childish attitude and raised her fingers. “Fine, Tony. But you’re so fucking boring, if I knew you didn’t want me playing with your dick we could have stayed the night converting Maisonette to the five-star hotel you wanted Yusuf to make it as a few weeks ago.”
“Marina, that was your idea, firstly. Second, again you know the rules. No...public playing or sex bullshit...out of the nightclubs,” Tony insisted, last part with the hiss and again trying to not be overheard.
“Do you want to go upstairs or not?” Marina relented and crossed her arms with the eyeroll.
“I’m coming, just let me straighten out-”
But Tony was cut off by Marina dragging him to the elevator and then pushing him inside. “MARINA!”
She did not respond and he could only growl in annoyance, again having to fidget with his suit and getting it back neat.
He pressed the button and the music played, a rare moment of silence between the two.
Marina of course just could not help herself and looked both ways before blurting out loud. “Oops, I think I dropped something Tony baby…”
“Marina, you did-Oh for fuck sakes…” Tony knew it.
Marina’s oldest trick in her book. The ass seduction of her dropping something, or the act of it and trying to tease him with those mocha leather brown pants. He tried his best to get away, but he just could not resist yet again.
“Fine, Marina you got me. I just hope no one is watching,"
“No one is watching...you know you like it Tony my Sweet Prince. Me shaking this nice ass for ya in the leather,”
Marina got him in the mood and pulled his other hand onto her ass.
“Damn you got a nice ass, girl. There, that’s enough hehe…elevator has to be getting up here any minute now,”
And indeed did it ding. “Thank God, let’s go Marina.”
“You liked my ass back there, you always do baby-” Marina now strutted just past Tony with hand on her hip and still showing her figure.
“Marina, you better hope no one else is here to see us. You better act with some common sense, please? That’s all I ask of you, sweetheart,” Tony begged, trying to again fight the view of her ass.
Marina turned around and couldn’t help but laugh. “Common sense, what is this Tony? Middle school, jeez fine.”
She crossed her arms and then put her hand on her hips. But instead of giving Tony a reprieve, Marina’s breasts could not help themselves, they just had to bounce for him in and out of her white crop tank top. “Marina...next time at least cover yourself just a little more. You’re a big girl and-”
“BORING, LET’S JUST GET IN HERE TONY!!!” Marina yelled, already in the room.
“Gurrr, God please kill me. Just fuckin’ kill me.” Tony growled and he rushed in.
“Honestly not that bad, king sized single bed as requested. View of the window, TV, better than most inns,” he reviewed.
“It’s a hotel, Tony baby, not a mansion. God, you’re so boring. You make Luis sound more excited than you and normally he fucking complains so much I want to kill myself. I’m hungry, tell me we can get free food and shit!” Marina was looking up phone numbers in the bedside phone list.
“Marina, I hope you know they’d likely have a hefty charge for in-house food,” Tony advised.
“Free snacks, max charge is 9.99 for in house, breakfast, lunch, dinner, you name it. Would you or the Misses like any of our Valentine’s themed candy?” the clerk came back with two boxes of Valentine’s candy.
“Thank you!” Marina exclaimed as she opened her box and indeed saw the heart-shaped chocolate. “Tony, did you do this just for me?!”
Tony grinned awkwardly. “Yeah...sure...yeah, that was the plan all along! Happy Valentine’s Day, Marina!”
To his relief the clerk left once again and had closed the door, but he rushed just to make sure the clerk was gone. Left and right, indeed gone. “Whew….”
Marina began eating into one of the chocolates. “Tony, these are great! You have to try one! No, even better try this heart cupcake I found in the other box!”
“Marina, I really don’t think-” Tony replied, but Marina just could not help herself and stuffed the accompanying cupcake into his mouth, smearing the cake and white icing all over him and into a bit of the facial hair. “Oh my...that’s, that’s great. That’s great, Marina.”
Marina of course just could not help herself, but played a bit nice for once and wiped his mouth. “I love it when you eat, Tony baby. I love wiping your handsome and gorgeous face, you don’t know how much I missed your goatee and little mustache.”
Indeed did Marina caress his goatee with her nails and worked her way up to the bare mustache re-growing on him along with his cheeks. Tony was now smitten and thought likewise with her beautiful red lips and the lipstick tattoo on her downward left cheek as well as her pigtail bangs, beginning to twirl at them. “Likewise with the pigtails, babe. I know your mother wanted the ponytail look, but you’re fucking hot with the bangs. Don’t care if these tails expose us even more. You inherited your mother’s looks, you know that?”
They then locked lips and closed their eyes. “I knew you’d walk yourself back into me yet again, Tony Prince. I missed you those last few weeks.”
“Marina, if we fuck right now, please promise me you won’t act out at the party later,”
“There’s a party? A Valentine’s party?” she bounced in excitement like a kid in a candy store.
“I said too much, yes I-we, we put together a party of the biggest movers and shakers from LC. All the husbands and wives will be there,”
“Like us?”
Tony sighed and raised himself off the bed. “Marina, we’re not anywhere near ready for marriage. We’ve talked about this. I’m 45, you’re about to turn 19.”
“You bring this up every time, it’s legal. What are you worried so much about? I know you cannot resist these…” Marina teased him with putting his left hand on her left tank top strap, Tony realizing her game.
“Do not dare remind me of the pain and suffering I’ve put myself through, everyone thinks I’m a pedo, a groomer of teens. I should be sent to prison for seeing questionable 18 year old vaginas,”
Marina then pushed Tony back onto the bed and she quickly began to struggle with him both in getting both their pants off!
“MARINA! I don’t want to have sex with…you, oh...oh yeah…is that what your vagina, your pussy feels like,"
“Tony baby! Tony baby! FUCK ME TONY PRINCE BABY!!!!”
Indeed did Marina have her vagina wide open for Tony to stick his dick into and she arched herself back.
Tony could feel his dick getting longer and longer, harder and harder with every bounce. He then reached for those straps and pulled them off to see her bouncing breasts. “God your breasts! Your breasts, Marina! Bounce those babies for me!”
He slapped and then grabbed onto them, squeezing them and savoring them as Marina continued her gasps and moans of pleasure.
They both had the feelings of orgasm building up, Marina in her pussy, Tony his dick. Then just like that, Marina moaned a loud gasp of relief and the first spout of cum rushed out from him!
He momentarily pulled himself out of her and relaxed on the bed. “Marina...I love you. I just love you. Your mother was a heart of gold, but you...you just exceed her in the happiness, the pleasure you give me. I was a fool to ever doubt us.”
Marina looked at his erecting and wet dick. “I missed your long cock inside of me, baby. Why-why you’d pull out?”
“I did? Oh...yeah I did, right right. Get ready, Daddy’s coming home tonight bitches!” Tony yelled before inserting himself back into her and it was on.
The moans and spills continued. Tony and Marina’s lust and passion for each other went into the night. Little did they know that their entourage was on their way up.
A man in an aqua blue tuxedo and a woman with pink messy hair in the pink mini-dress were leading this entourage. “Excuse me, have you seen Tony Prince? He was supposed to join us at the party downstairs.”
“He and his mistress are in Room 202, I will lead the way,” the clerk said.
The crowd of at least 10 people followed the clerk up the flight of stairs, obviously the elevator too full for the crowd. They whispered and wondered what kept the Nightlife King away from the Valentine’s Bash. But they were not ready for the next sight upon when the clerk knocked on the door.
“Mr Prince? Mistress Sanchez? You have visitors!” he knocked.
“Oh yeah, oh yeah that’s right baby...give it to me, Marina!” they heard Tony yell.
The clerk turned to the crowd with an anxious look on his face. “Uh, folks? I don’t think this is a good time-”
But the pink-haired woman was too insistent. “Oh please what’s the worst they could be doing-AAAAAAA OH MY FUCKING GOD!!!!”
She shrieked in horror. The sight: Marina stroking Tony’s erecting and wet dick in her hands and suckling onto it with the gargled moan, Tony having his hands on her hair. He could only freeze in embarrassment.
“Mari-Marina, Marina?! MARINA, THEY’RE WATCHING US!!!” Tony yelled and he frantically pushed her off him, she collapsing onto the floor in the hacking aftermath. “Oh my God, it’s Davey and Annabelle. Listen, it’s not what it looks like-I, I can explain!”
Tony quickly got up and momentarily held his hands, but quickly covered himself of course in yet more embarrassment. “We, we were just wrappin’ up, yeah, yeah, weren’t we Marina?”
Marina continued to hack and carry on as the crowd then decided to leave in protest.
“Davey, I-I-wait, wait!” Tony frantically covered himself up via quickly putting his pants on and rushed for the door in front of the crowd.
“You’re an embarrassment to this city, Mr Prince,” the man pushed Tony out of the way and he stomped away, pulling the woman’s wrist and the crowd just left with the inaudible insults, but Tony heard just enough. “Your town is just a shitty suburb anyways! Go on Dave, I don’t need you or this town, I have more party room in Liberty than all of you combined!”
“You’re such an asshole, Tony," Marina huffed, having gotten up just in time to watch the moment.
“Don’t even, Marina,” Tony growled before rushing back for his things.
The vacation seemed over and Tony yet again was publicly humiliated from letting his lust for Marina get the best of him.
“Luis,”
“Um…what, what the fuck is it, T…I’m only on four hours sleep, bro, can’t this wait until afternoon-”
“Fine, I fucked up! Good and proper!”
“For fuck sakes, Tone. Let me guess-”
“Hi, Luis!”
“Hi, Marina."
“You got caught having public sex, or caught dealing drugs. Or Marina pissed someone off and got arrested, which one? Dios Mio…”
“Number one...awwwhhh…”
“I love you, Tony baby,”
“Marina, get off of me! You’ve already caused me enough trouble-”
“Whatever, asshole. I’d rather be in jail right now, it’s actually a tad cold. I’m cold,”
“Maybe if your girlfriend wasn’t such a fuckin’ slut, she’d be warm man,”
“I heard that, Lou Lou!”
“Marina, it is true. If you dressed up with some class like your mother and I have been trying to get you to do since you were 14, you would not be cold,”
“Tony, it’s going to be 85 degrees today!”
“85 degrees on Valentine’s Day?”
“AnnoyingWeather says so, also says it on Bleeter,”
“Whatever! Lou, get your ass up and get down here before Marina tries to get us actually arrested, we got thrown out the hotel,”
“I’ll be down in 60, if not 90, just please don’t get-”
“I know, I know. Arrested, kidnapped, shot, blah blah blah!”
“And tell Lou Lou I said hi to Gracie!”
“And Marina says hi to Gracie, for whatever reason,”
Tony hung up the payphone as the sun continued rising behind the hotel. “C’mon, Marina.”
“Where the fuck are we going, Tony?”
“To find us a breakfast spot, and if we have any money left, you’re getting a light coat,”
They walked a little bit before getting to a waiting spot with a bench, probable bus stop. Tony then sat down and sighed with face in hands.
Marina was bored and fidgety as per usual, she then pulled both her top straps down. “You like these, Tony baby?”
He had enough and he lifted both the straps up, then forced Marina to put on his black suit coat. “Tony, I don’t want to-I fucking hate you.”
“I told you not to follow me. This vacation was for me and me only, Marina. You knew that and yet you still followed me, for crying out loud you forgot your phone didn’t you?”
“The clinic said no phones for us while on ‘mind-clearing’ vacations,”
They then saw the stretch of stores the next mile down. “Perfect, breakfast spot and a clothing line. Just have to-”
“I know, I know. Behave. But that goes for you too, baby,”
“Eugh…”
Indeed did they walk the last mile or so to the store complex for both the needed breakfast and to find Marina some more ‘proper’ clothes.
And it would take Luis some extra time for the drive to pick them up.
Late morning
“Hey, T,” Luis Lopez whistled at them.
“Thank you, Luis,”
“So what happened T?”
“I don’t want to talk about it,”
“I do,”
“Shut it, Marina, let’s get on the road first and just have some peace and quiet,”
They got a few miles on the road and indeed for the moment it seemed quiet. Of course until Marina blurted out. “I sucked his dick.”
“Of course you did, Marina. Dios Mio, you two just cannot stay away from each other’s dicks and pussies,” Luis replied, rolling his eyes.
"Not before I made him eat cake,”
“Tony, you actually ate something?”
“Yes, it was on the house. And it was actually delicious,”
“That’s a surprise, man. You were eating something other than your teenage whore imp,”
“Like you don’t know anything about whores, Luis. What was that girl’s name you kept rejecting?”
“Marina, do not start. Margo does not count-”
“Margo very much does count, Lou. She legit loved you,” Tony replied.
“T, she threatened to jump off Rottendam Tower the first time I broke up with her. Then she sliced her wrist, finally she-”
“Yes, we know. Spare us the suicidal story, we’re just giving you shit,”
“Then I can give you shit, Marina. Your constantly wanting to fuck T and finally use Tone to continue the Rosario line always snakes us,”
“Hey, don’t blame me. Blame Mom for wanting to strip for him,”
“Marina! You swore never to bring that story up!”
“Hey Tony,”
“WHAT?!”
“Happy Valentines Day, Tony baby,”
Tony growled and crossed his arms. “Happy Valentine’s Day, Marina..."