Michael was still asleep when I slipped out of bed in the morning. I dressed and left a note — complete with my phone number and a lipstick imprint of my lips — but I was surprised when I heard my phone ringing while I was in the shower.
“Hello, beautiful.” His deep brown voice was in my ear.
“Hello handsome,” I panted, trying to secure a towel around me.
“Did I disturb you?”
“No, no, of course not. I was in the shower.”
His growl sent a shiver through my body. “I bet you look sensational in just a very small towel.”
“If you come round tonight for a drink you might find out.”
“Ah, you never learned what you can earn with me did you?”
“No,” I laughed, “I got sidetracked.”
“Well, if I promise not to sidetrack you tonight, we can go through the pay scale. Okay?”
“Great… now let me finish my shower.”
“All right, sweet lady. I’ll see you about seven. Is that okay?”“Yes. And bring one of your films.”
~~~
I pulled the stockings up my thighs, fastened them to the flimsy suspender belt, and put on a light, shimmering summer dress. I was incredibly horny and, naked under my dress, I was ready for him.
I felt deliciously sexy without underwear and, with my perky nipples protruding under my dress, I almost ran to the door when the bell rang.
“Oh my, oh my.” Michael smiled, staring at my breasts when I opened the door. “If you can’t afford underwear, I’ll buy you some.”
“Hmm, yes please,” I laughed, snaking my arms around his neck. “You can buy me underwear any time you like.”
He dropped his briefcase onto the floor and cupped my naked buttocks. As we kissed, I squirmed against the huge bulge in his trousers.
“Do you always wear stockings?”
“Unless I’m wearing a very short skirt. Why, do you like them?”
His answer was a low, sexy growl which made me shiver again, but he backed away from me. “Let me show you the pay scale now or we’ll never get to it.”
“All right.” I pouted and sat opposite him at the table while he delved into his briefcase.
“Here we are.” He handed me several sheets of paper.
“Oh, wow,” I exclaimed, scanning the figures. “I could be a millionaire before Christmas.”
“Interested then?”
“Very.” I brushed his briefcase onto the floor and draped around him.
“You’ll have to audition first.”
“Of course,” I said, unfastening his trousers.
“And be checked by a doctor.”
“Naturally.” I closed my mouth over his huge glistening cock.
“There’ll be other guys, too.”
“Mmpf.”
“You’ll be expected to do some anal.”
“Mmppff.”
“You might even have to lick some pussy.”
“Mmmpppffff.”
“Oh fuck it; you’ve got the job.”
I took my mouth off his cock. “Good man. You know it makes sense.”
I straddled him while he held his cock, poised to enter me. I thought it was never going to stop sliding in. It was incredible and I felt full. More than full!
I raised up very slightly and, from then on, it was just sheer pleasure as Michael fucked me gently, kissing me and sliding his monster cock slowly up and down my stretched tunnel.
“I think you’re a natural for this,” he said softly. “You don’t need any foreplay at all do you?”
“You’re right,” I breathed into his mouth. “I’ve discovered another side to myself and I like it.”
“I quite like it, too.”
“I think your cock likes it as well,” I giggled and groaned as he ran a finger across my anus. “I can’t wait to do some anal.”
The finger prodded at my hole and then he pushed it in.
“Ooh yes… do it, Michael.”
He eased me off his lap and lay on the floor. Again, I straddled him, slowly squatting until I felt his dome pressing against my rear hole. I expected it to hurt, but it didn’t. It was slightly uncomfortable at first but, when he pushed up and in, a wonderful feeling spread over me.
“Oh God,” I moaned, “oh fuck, yes Michael. I love it, I fucking love it.”
I lowered further, gradually taking in more and more of his cock. The last inch had me squealing with pleasure.
“You’ve got it all,” he gasped. “Every fucking inch of me is inside you.”
“It’s fantastic,” I breathed. “Now, stop being gentle and shag me like you mean it.”
And he did!
~~~
Much later, I examined his pay scale in more detail. “Do you do much girl-on-girl stuff?”
“Not as much as I’d like. Do you fancy it?”
“With the right girl, yes, I think I would.”
“Really? I’m thinking of a girl a bit like you. She’s already done a couple of films for me. Are you really interested?
“Definitely.”
“Right. Would you like to meet the girl?”
“Have you… well, you know?”
“Have I fucked her? Yes. Is that a problem?”
“No, not really.”
But he knew I was sulking.
Michael leaned back in his chair. “Amy, I told you last night that you were the best I’ve ever had. That was the truth. Now you’re sitting in front of me in a skimpy dress with your nipples pointing at me. You’ve got the prettiest little cunt I’ve ever enjoyed, you’re without panties, and I’ve had a hard on since I got here.”
“Sorry,” I said. “Not being very mature, am I?”
He looked at me and smiled. “You promised me a drink.”
“Oops,” I laughed, “I completely forgot.”
When I reached up into the cupboard for the brandy, my dress rode up above my buttocks.
“Yes — and I’d like some more.” I handed him his drink and sat on his knee.
“You offering?”
He kissed my neck and whispered, “I can’t think of anything nicer.”
“I can,” I giggled. “How about you phone another girl and, while we get it on together, you can do me, or even both of us?”
“You know, in that gorgeous head of yours lurks a very dirty mind.”
“I’m nineteen, it’s my job.”
I kissed his neck and he took out his phone and looked at me, raising an eyebrow. “Sure?”
“Absolutely,” I said, again unzipping his trousers and pulling out his hard cock.
“Hi Jenny,” he said into the phone, “I have a girl here I think you might like. She’s nineteen, utterly gorgeous, and she’s up for some fun. Are you game?” He listened to her reply and then said, “Well, if she takes my cock out of her mouth, I’ll get her to say hello.”
“Hi Jenny,” I said into the phone. “My name’s Amy and I’m horny for some pussy.”
“That’s two of us, Amy,” she laughed. “Has he fucked you yet?”
“Oh yes,” I laughed, “has he ever?”
“Well, save some for me. Where are you?”
I told her my address.
“You’re joking,” she said. “Are you in the flat above the butcher’s shop?”
“Yes, why?”
“Stand at the window.”
“Okay.”
I did as she asked. Above a ladies clothes shop exactly opposite, I saw a young blonde waving.
“Is that you, Jenny?”
“Yep, I’ll be across in five minutes.”
“Oh, wow.”
I handed the phone back to Michael. ”Did you know she lives in a flat over the road from me?”
He shook his head. “No, I’ve never been to her place.”
“I’ve seen her about, she’s gorgeous.”
“She’s a lot like you, Amy; a very horny girl.”
“Says he, sitting with his monster cock waving in the air,” I giggled,
He managed to make himself decent before the door bell rang. Jenny stood there, a small blonde girl with a wide grin.
“Hi, Amy.”
“Wow! Hi Jenny, you’re gorgeous.”
Immediately, she kissed me, a full-on open mouth smacker. I tasted her tongue between my teeth and it left me reeling.
“Hello, Michael,” she grinned and kissed me again. This time I was ready and responded.
“Well, do I take it that you like each other?” A wry smile creased Michael’s face.
“I think that’s fair to say, don’t you, Jenny?” I took her coat.
“Oh, definitely,” she agreed and squealed when I wrapped her in my arms again. She wore a very short blue dress and very little else, judging by the way her breasts jiggled.
She moaned as we kissed. Moving sensuously against her, I felt her hands sliding down my back onto my bottom. “Mmm, no underwear.”
“Just little old me,” I murmured.
A hand moved round and I felt fingers between my legs. “A wet pussy,” she whispered and inserted a finger. “A very wet pussy.”
“They’re the best ones.”
“Ooh yes. They’re the ones I like.”
She eased me down onto the couch next to Michael and knelt to ease my dress up my thighs. I squealed when she kissed my inner thighs only inches away from my pussy before sliding her tongue between my glistening labia.
“Ooh Jenny,” I breathed, “ooh fuck, yes. That’s lovely.”
She used both hands to hold my legs wide apart while she nibbled at my clitoris. I actually felt my juices flowing as she lapped at me, drinking from me, scooping up my juices with her tongue.
It was her turn to squeal when I reached round, raised her short dress, and rolled into the sixty-nine position. I was right: she wore nothing under the dress but stockings. Her shaven pussy seemed to be as wet as mine.
“Hmm,” she moaned while I kissed the gorgeous slit, tasting another woman for the first time. I opened her up with my tongue and licked along her puffy lips while she wrapped her legs around my neck, pushing against me. I almost came simply from her aroma.
Suddenly, she licked my rear hole and she gasped when I did the same to her. It was crazy. We’d met less than five minutes ago and here we were rolling around on my floor locked in a sixty-nine.
I’d forgotten about Michael until I saw his enormous thick cock in front of me. Jenny gasped when he entered her wetness, replacing my tongue. I concentrated on her clitoris, sucking the slippery little nub and alternating with licking Michael’s huge balls whilst squeezing them gently. His grunts told me he loved it.
I vaguely heard them whispering and he pulled out of Jenny and flipped me onto my back. I hardly had time to fathom what was happening before Jenny’s sopping wet cunt descended onto my mouth and Michael’s cock nudged my back passage. I yelped as he pushed it right up me, his balls slapping against my bottom. It was a heady mixture of pain and pleasure —and I loved it!
Jenny slid her hands beneath my head and held me as she writhed on my mouth, urging me on with delicious obscenities. She didn’t need to hold me, I was going nowhere. I was being sodomized by a lovely big cock while I was eating a gorgeous pussy. It was heaven. Paradise!
Jenny came first, riding my face like a jockey and filling my mouth with her sweet juices. Then Michael grunted and I screamed as his mighty cock expanded and shot hot cream into my rectum. At the same time, I erupted with an explosive, wild, thrashing orgasm… and everything went blank.
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Author’s note – As always, JWren has worked his magic
