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*******************Read Me First************************************
My erotic fiction stories are for adults only. If you are not at
least twenty one years old, please do not read this story. It
contains explicit sex and is not to be read if you are underage or
live where it is illegal to do so. The characters and places in
this story are completely fictional and any resemblance to anyone
or anything real is completely accidental and coincidental. Re-post
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non-commercial.
Mrs. James Wentworth Preston
(a Pen Name)
Copyright 2000
*************************Thank You***********************************
Mrs. James Wentworth Preston
Chapter 11
Millionaires Like Sex Too
Now the only thing between Billy Joe and Maryann was her panties.
"Let me get these off," Maryann explained as she extracted herself
from his embrace. "I won't need these anymore," she told him as she
got to her knees and began to push her red lace panties down.
"Oh Yeah!" Billy Joe taunted her, "Take them off! Take them off!"
Remembering Billy Joe's marvelous strip earlier, Maryann decided she'd
try one too, even though she only had one piece of clothing on, her
brief red panties. She wanted to make it a sexy scene, so she stood
on the bed over him, put her hands on her hips, and tossed her hair
sexily. There was no music, so she clapped gently until Billy Joe
joined in, giving her a beat to work with. She stepped up, spreading
her feet on either side of his hips and wiggled her pussy at him as
she ran her hands up to her tits, then up along her hair until they
were reaching high up over her head.
Shimmering her body all the while, she slowly dropped into a squat,
like he had done during his earlier strip. Only this time her pantied
crotch met his meaty cock. She did a few pelvic bumps and thrusts,
then lifted off him wiggling sexily. She teased her nipples and blew
kisses at him, then jumped up and switched her feet so her ass faced
him. She looked down and saw his prick getting stiff. `When it's
hard, I'll know I've done my job!' Maryann decided.
Bending forwarded, Maryann looked at Billy Joe thru her spread legs,
just under her crotch. She put her hands onto his knees for support,
lowered her head, and blew hot air onto his cock, making it pulse.
`That's right, you pussy pleasure tool, get nice and hard for me!' she
thought. Standing up, she put her hands on her hips, pushed the lacy
red silk cloth down a bit, then squat down again, rubbing her pussy
along his growing hardon. Straightening, she pushed her panties down
her hips a little more, showing her butt crack to him, and bent down
to blow kisses at him from between her legs; directing some of her
blowing at his balls and ever stiffer cock.
Bouncing up and turning again, she shook her pussy at him while she
played with her nipples and blew more kisses at him from above. She
dropped her hands to her hips and, wildly gyrating her groin, pushed
her red panties down to the top of her shaved slit. She waited until
he looked up from staring at her crotch, just a foot or so in front of
his face, and met his eye with a glazed leer, licking her lips hotly.
She dropped her pussy down onto his crotch and rubbed it back and
forth, seeing the lust rise in his eyes too! Feeling that his cock
was now hard, she lifted up, hopped up and turned again, and pulled
her panties down off her ass. Waving her butt around, but keeping it
tightly closed, she sat on him again, thrusting her now naked, wet
pussy up and down his naked cock!
Billy Joe reached for her hips, but she pushed his hands away saying:
"If you don't clap, I can't finish. You want me to finish, don't
you?" she queried with a pout in her voice. "I better hear some
clapping!" she insisted.
Billy Joe started clapping again and Maryann turned again, this time
her feet spread on either side of his chest, holding her little lace
panties up against her cunt. She made exaggerated pelvic thrusts at
his face, blew kisses at him, and tweaked her nipples at him. Finally
she let go of her lace red panties, but they were stretched tight and
couldn't slide down. Maryann brought her thighs together, and the
wispy lace slid halfway down toward her knees. Unsure of what to do,
having never tried a strip tease before, she grabbed the headboard for
support, lifted one foot up and out of the leg hole of her panties.
They fell softly to the bed around the other foot.
Billy Joe had stopped clapping; his first view of Maryann's pussy was
one of wonder. No hair, soft pink labia lips swollen with desire,
spotted with girl juice, and a hot looking clitoris peeking out at
him. Her smell wafted over him, blinding him with lust. Maryann had
unintentionally ended her strip with her hot, wet cunt hanging less
than a foot from his eyes. What would Billy Joe do? What would any
guy do?
"Christ All Mighty, You're beautiful!" Billy Joe exclaimed as he
grabbed her ass and pulled her pussy to his mouth.
"Oh yes! Eat me! Oh shit! That's good! Eat me! Eat me! Oh fuck!
Eat me!"
Billy Joe ate her. Not as fast or hard as she wanted; he wanted to
explore with his tongue, to lick and lap every centimeter of her
vulva, to taste every square inch of the fantastic cunt that was in
his face. He licked up and down. Then he lashed his tongue left and
right as he move his head up and down. He found her vagina and thrust
as far as he could into her love hole, making Maryann moan with joy.
"OH YES! FUCK MY PUSSY WTH YOUR TONGUE! YES! YES! Harder! Do it
harder! Again! Faster! Harder! TONGUE FUCK MY CUNT!!!"
Billy Joe shivered with delight as her pussy gripped his tongue! He
knew that fucking Maryann was going to be a real treat. For now, he
returned to his licking, lapping, and tasting of her pussy. He
carefully avoided her clit, eyeing it when he got close; watching it
pulse and get stiff to poke out of it's protective hood. When Maryann
started to whimper, he decided to see what would happen if he licked
her clitoris.
"Aaaaaaiiiiiiieeeeeee!" Maryann shouted, slamming her pelvis into his
face. "Ooohhhhhh Yyyyyyyyeeeeeeeesssssssssss! SUCK MY CLIT!" she
ordered.
Billy Joe, tongue moving slowly up and down, back and forth in her
pussy, saw that her clit was now protruding, a deep red. Knowing she
was more than ready and wanting to give her the pleasure she deserved,
he worked a finger into her pussy, searching for her G-Spot. He had
learned about the Grafenberg area, or G-Spot, from his wife. She'd
gotten a feminist's brochure about Dr. Grafenberg's medical findings
and they'd followed the explicit instructions and diagrams. It was
tricky, but he finally found it inside her vagina. The effect was
fantastic. From then on her orgasms were frequent and powerful.
The secret was that the woman had to be very sexually excited before
the G-Spot could be found. Billy Joe felt very confident that Maryann
was extremely excited and that if he was ever going to find it, it was
now. And, right where he expected it to be, he found it. He pulled
out when her hips jumped and pushed two fingers into her, pushing them
up against the magical spot to start a soft massage of the area.
"Jjjjjjeeeeeeeeessssssssuuuuuussssssss!" Maryann hollered.
Billy Joe moved his mouth to her clitoris and sucked and tongue lashed
her sex button, while holding tight to her ass to keep his lusty
contact. His head moved back and forth with Maryann's pelvic humps,
feeling his face, neck, and chest get soaked from her spendings. Her
rhythmic vaginal contractions didn't stop his massaging fingers.
"Suck it! OH GOD! SUCK MY CUNT! HOLY SHIT!! I'M CUMMING!"
She slammed her crotch into his face and mashed him into the bed
covers when she lost control. She'd let go of the headboard to maul
her tits and pinch her nipples as she whipped her ass and cunt back
and forth on his face. She yelled again as her body shook thru one
last climax, holding his head tightly between her quivering thighs.
Maryann's back arched and head snapped back as she oozed her cum into
Billy Joe's mouth.
"AAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" she grunted and collapsed.
Billy Joe, needing a few gasps of air, pushed Maryann off his face.
She lay over on her side, curled in a fetal position, panting for her
breath, tears running down her face to mingle with her spit that
drooled out of the corner of her mouth. Billy Joe moved to her, held
her gently in a `spoon' fashion. They lay contented and satisfied for
the time being.
Mr. James Wentworth Preston sat with his wife at the IPO party, softly
stroking her leg under her sexy skirt as they chatted. He felt good
about giving Billy Joe permission to fuck his daughter. He needed a
trusting woman and she needed the experience of loving a mature man
with `ghosts'.
The luncheon buffet was over, a few tables of snacks and sweets had
been set up in the corner for the remaining dancers. Several
employees had asked about the new stock they owned and they'd come to
the head table to ask their questions. Kelly figured out quickly that
many had no idea about what to do with the stock. She took the
initiative, got a small room made available, and took her husband
Bill, a stock broker, with her to hold an impromptu mini conference on
stock buying, holding, and selling.
Sylvia too was getting a lot of attention. She was getting questions
about the new gym/physical fitness center for the employees. She did
the same as Kelly and took her Doctor husband with her to another
spontaneous meeting.
James used the band's microphone to announce the two sessions and
encouraged everyone to enjoy the pool and the various other activities
around the resort. He thanked the band and told the remaining
employees that the drinks and snacks would remain, but that a similar
set up was available at the outside bar near the pool if anyone just
wanted to loaf around at the outdoor caf setting. Reminding everyone
of the shuttles for school kids, he told them dinner would be served
at five, here in the dining room.
Mrs. James Wentworth Preston was unhappy. Not actually unhappy, just
horny. She felt un-fucked! She'd not yet gotten over Billy Joe's
skill at dancing and how good his thigh felt against her clit, his
chest against her tits. Her husband kept stroking her thighs up to,
but not quite on to, her sex. She'd had to wipe her cunt twice
already, just to keep from staining her dress. When he'd gone to the
stage, she'd followed, hoping for a dance. `Damn, they're done!' she
thought bitterly when she realized the band was packing. `Shit! What
are we going to do now?'
James came to her side and whispered: "Want to fuck, Lady?"
She turned to him and gave him a pinch on his ass. "Of course, you
asshole! My tits are going to explode if you don't stop teasing my
legs. There's not a man here whose not ogled my nipples or woman
whose not positive I'm a slut. If you couldn't smell my sex from
across the room, you could follow me around by all my pussy juice
dripped on the floor!"
"Well, my sweet wife, we can't just go barge in on Billy Joe and
Maryann."
"Shit! If she hasn't got her heels in the air by now, she's not worth
the name Preston. In fact, maybe she needs some motherly instruction!
I'll show her how to make a stud like Billy Joe really happy. Come
on, it'll be fun. You can watch. I've got a few ideas that might
just float your boat, if you know what I mean."
"No, Justine. We can't! I told her to take her time; that she should
be careful and not freak him out. He's a good guy, but he hasn't been
with a woman in a while. Your hot little daughter could blister him;
make him relapse. Understand?"
"Yeah, ok. I suppose you're right. But hey, there's lots of rooms
here. Let's go get one and. . . . "
"No. Not just yet anyway. Let's go see how Sylvia and Kelly are
doing."
"Shit," Justine muttered. "Ok, but not for long! Don't waste a lot
of time or I'll go get that hunk waiter with the blond hair! He won't
waste any time putting his dick in me!"
"You just hold on! Let me see if everything's Ok with Sylvia and
Kelly!" James told Justine with a gentle pat on her ass. "The rooms
are down that way anyway!"
He led her toward the small meeting rooms, when suddenly a great cheer
went up. They hurried into the IPO stock discussion meeting and saw
everyone hugging and dancing amongst the tables and chairs.
Howard from the office caught his ear: "It hit $100.00. We're all
Multi-millionaires! We're rich!" he yelled as he went out the door
smiling from ear to ear.
Kelly and Bill concurred about the stock price. Bill had called in
for a quote and got the good news. Justine ask James if they'd be a
multi-millionaires too. He explained that he held over a million
shares himself and now they was worth over a hundred million
themselves. Justine was stunned and looked it. Kelly and Bill asked
what was wrong and James explained. Quickly Kelly moved to Justine,
while Bill and James shook hands heartily. Bill thanked him again for
his generosity and James asked him to watch Justine; he was going to
make a PA announcement for all the employees to share in the good
news.
James went to the resort office and called the IPO brokers to verify
the news. Yes, they'd admitted, only now it was over $110 per share
and still climbing. James thanked them and then used the resort's PA
to tell everyone the good news. Also he reminded them of the number
to call to cash out, if they wanted, and to remember the school kids
shuttle if they wanted their kids to join them. Finally, he told them
again about the five o'clock dinner in the main hall.
James made his way back, collecting thanks and back slaps along the
way. He passed the other meeting room and bumped into Steve in the
hallway. They hugged and shook hands, Steve telling James that his
wife would be un-stoppable now that she had over 40 million dollars
herself. James reminded him that he might want to cash out some now,
while the market was hot. Steve winked and told James that his
broker was to beep him when he felt the top was near.
""Good, Steve. I knew you'd be on top of it. Say, I need a little
favor. Can I borrow a key to your suite? I gave ours to Maryann and
Billy Joe and I don't want to barge in on them so soon. If I don't
dampen Justine's fires a little bit, she's going to fuck the first guy
that stands still for her."
"Sure James, here's the card key," Steve laughed. "You'd better use
the room on the left; I think Sylvia might soon want a screw too!"
"Thanks buddy," James replied. "We'll see you later!" He went to
find his wife.
He found her in Kelly's arms, still weeping with her joy over the IPO
stock. She leapt into his arms, kissing him hotly and rubbing her
tits and clit into his body. He couldn't make out what she was
saying until she paused to pant into his ear: "Fuck me! Please fuck
me! I'm so happy! I need cock! Dick! Prick! Fuck me please!"
He started to pull her to the door and found that she'd gotten a hold
of Kelly's hand. "Come on Kelly," she pleaded to Kelly in a whisper,
"Let's go get fucked! Come on!"
Kelly looked at James and he nodded his approval to her. She grabbed
Bill's arm and pulled him with her to the door, then down the hall
behind James and Justine. James opened suite #2 with Steve's card key
and they entered. Kelly and Justine, giggling like school girls, lit
some candles and set the radio to soft music. James and Bill got some
scotch from the bar and turned to see Justine and Kelly kissing as
they stripped each other. A un-zip here, a un-snap and un-tie there,
both luscious women stood naked before the men. The guys toasted
them and the girls curtsied still giggling. Their giggles turned
lusty and they began to kiss and tweak each other's nipples. After a
moment they got into serious kissing and the guys saw a hand drop to
each other's cunt. Their fingers teased and pinched, soon a sexy
squishy sound could be heard and a girl sex smell filled the room.
Justine looked lustfully at James and said: "Mr. James Wentworth
Preston, if you don't get naked pretty soon, I'm going to fuck this
bitch's tongue instead of your cock! You two better strip soon unless
you want to fuck each other!" With that she turned back and continued
her lust with Kelly's mouth and pussy.
This was old hat to them all; they'd all fucked and sucked each other
many times before. Bill and James didn't mind fucking and sucking
together, but, given the choice, they'd rather have a woman;
especially their own sexed-up wives!
They sipped their scotch and took off their clothes. James teased
Bill's ass thru his shorts when he bent over to pick up his pants.
Bill got James likewise when he held his folded clothes, teasing his
prick to hardness while his hands were full. James danced away and
took his clothes and Justine's dress into the left bedroom. Bill did
the same and they met again to finish their scotch, watching the women
in their sexy lesbian embrace.
"Which one do you want buddy? The blond seems sexy enough, but the
redhead looks like she wants it more. Both those sluts look like
they're ready. Do you want the red one or the yellow one?" James
teased.
"Well, old chum, that yellow haired one's got nice tits, but old red
there, her ass looks just fine for the kind of bed bouncing I've got a
yen for. Maybe I can inspire her to bump and bounce her ass, while I
feed her some fast hard cock! Ok?"
The women were getting very hot now, their legs getting weak, letting
them sag towards the carpet. The men moved fast, each picking up his
wife and carrying her into the appropriate bedroom.
Bill and Kelly, married for less than five years, easily moved into
her favorite romantic position. Her on her back, heels in the air.
Bill took her slow, teasing at first, pushing only the tip of his cock
in and out. Kelly beat his ass with her heels, wanting more deep
thrusts but loving his slow tease. Her cum built with each push he
made. He paused to worship her tits; sucking the nipples with his
mouth while a hand tweaked the other. Her ass did in fact start to
bounce, trying to get more of him in her. He held still, letting her
impale herself up onto his cock. Her legs wrapped around his hips and
pulled down as she lifted up. After a few minutes, she started to
whine in his ear: "Oh baby! Do it! Come on! Do it! Oh darling, do
it! Come on! Push it in! Do it! Fuck! Fuck me! Come on, push!
Bill, don't be a shit! Come on! Do it!"
"What, darling? What is it that you want? Come on yourself! Tell
me!"
"Fuck! Fuck me!" Kelly whispered.
"I can't hear you! What did you say?"
"Fuck me! FUCK ME! OH GOD, JUST LIKE THAT! FUCK ME!" she bellowed
as her ass bounced on the bed while he slammed her with his cock.
Kelly was cumming and yelling steadily now.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
James and Justine heard Kelly's cum in the other bedroom of Steve and
Sylvia's suite. Justine slowed her own bouncing on James` cock. She
lowered her sweaty body onto his and lay still. They each could feel
each other's heart beat, thru her breasts and his throbbing dick. Her
initial lust was satisfied with a series of fast cums, they were
drifting on a high sex plain, enjoying each other as only two
contented lovers can.
"I think you're right," Justine said with a quiet voice. "She does
sound like a high pitched auto racer engine. That's weird!"
"No dear, it's just Kelly. She gets all wound up around the office
and when she's in Bill's arms she knows it's safe to completely let
go. She's blasting out of this world now and sounds like one of those
very high RPM formula 1 racing engines. They screech so loud you need
ear plugs to listen."
"Hmmmmmmm!" Justine purred, her pussy full of cock and her body still
quivering with after-cum thrills. "I love you, Mr. James Wentworth
Preston. Your cock just makes me cum and cum. I wonder how Maryann
is doing?"
James made as if he was going to get up. "Well, let's go see if she's
ok. . . . "
"Oh no you don't!" she pushed him back down. "I'm not done with you
yet!" She sat up and began to rise and fall on his still erect prick
again. "I need a few more cums before we sit thru another dinner and
all that boring shit!"
He reached up and rolled her pointy nipples in his fingers, pinching
softly as she bottomed out on his cock.
"Oh James, that's wonderful! Oh God! I'm going to Cum Again! Oh
Now! Oh James!" she slammed onto him as he fucked up into her. Once,
twice, then a third time and she went over, cumming sweetly with her
eyes closed and face in a grimace of sexual pleasure. Slowly she
relaxed, easing down onto him with a sigh, panting to get her breath.
He let her catch her breath, then held her close as her rolled her
over onto her back. He remained inside her as she smiled broadly.
"You going to fuck me now mister? My momma said that a good girl
should never spread her legs for just any fellow. You going to be
nice to me?"
"I'm going to be so nice to you," James teased her as he pulled his
cock out and slid it back into her, "that you're going to yell to wake
the dead!" He began his fucking in earnest; in and out, back and
forth. Justine held on with her arms and legs, humping up with her
pussy, clamping her cunt muscles on him as he pulled out, squeezing
him out as he pushed back in. James strained at his work. her
rippling pussy muscles thrilling him quickly toward his climax.
Justine kept her focus on her vaginal muscles, trying to ignore the
sex sparks shooting from her pussy. His sweat dripped down onto her,
mingling with her perspiration leaking down thru her boobs to puddle
in her navel, where James's belly slapped at it. James kept banging
her cervix with his cock head, making her lose track of which muscles
to flex, then lost it completely as her pussy began to spasm.
"Oh my darling James! It's so wonderful. I think I'm going to. . . .
going to. . . . "
He felt her out-of-control cunt muscles grabbing delightfully at his
ready to burst cock. He needed to push her over the edge; get her to
cum and let him feel the delicious vaginal squeezes he need to put him
over the edge. He moved his hands to her tits, pinched and pulled
hard on her nipples, and husked into her ear: "Cum for me! Cum for
me my little cum slut! CUM! NOW!"
Justine did just that. She raked his back with her nails, wrapped her
arms and legs around him, whipped her ass up and down like an oil
pump, and yelled: "FUCK ME! I'M CUMMING!" Her pussy clamped down on
his dick. He forced it back in and held it at her cervix while he
pumped his jism right into it. Their hips moved together, hers moving
with his as he humped his cum out. With each spurt, her cervix lips
quivered about his cock head and she came again yelling: "FUCK ME!"
James just kept humping with her, pushing her pelvis up and down,
feeling the delicious wonder of the cervix twitter about his cock head
as his cum jetted into her orgasm inspired grasping pussy. Time
seemed to stop; he felt as if his whole being was getting sucked out
by her talented womb. Finally he stopped cumming and fell onto her,
still caught within her arms and legs. He edged over slowly, pulling
her with him onto their sides. They lay together, each panting to get
their breath. In no hurry to separate, James kissed her closed eyes
and told her again how much he loved her and what a fantastic lover
she was. They lay still, fully satisfied, drifting off to sleep.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Kelly pulled her mouth off Bill's cock, listening to Justine's cum
shouts. "Lordly Bill honey. Do you think they heard her out at the
pool?"
"No, James and Steve had these suites especially sound proofed, just
for that reason. Remember how loud Sylvia is? Well, maybe you
don't, but I almost had a panic when I fucked her while she was
cumming. You'd think she'd never cum before. She screamed some
Jamaican swear words and yelled like she was trying to stop a train or
something. Steve said she was a tropical jungle bunny sex slut and
not to worry, but she sort of scared me at first. Remember that time
that you ate her while I fucked her ass, she yelled that same shit
until James put his dick in her throat! Wow, she's a wild one.
Ahhhhhh! you sure can suck cock nice. Swing your ass over here; let me
suck out some of that cum I left in you!"
Kelly was tossing her red hair about as she sucked on her husband's
cock, inspired by the lusty cunt sucking her husband was giving her.
They were both too occupied to notice the main room door opening as
Steve and Sylvia slipped in. They'd gotten too horny themselves and
wanted to fuck and suck too. They expected James and Justine in the
left bedroom, but no one in the other. Steve and Sylvia were quite
surprised to see Kelly and Bill, busy with a hot mutual suck.
End Chapter 11
***********************My Dear Readers******************************
Please remember that stories are just stories and not reality. Do
not engage in unprotected sex or the ugly reality of life in the
21st century will kill your body, rot your mind, and rape your soul.
***************Thank You For Reading My Story***********************
Mrs.James Wentworth Preston
(a Pen Name)
Copyright 2000
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