Chapter IV - Stealing and Wedding

Jamey awoke in the arms of the gorgeous Madame Bureau. It was nearly dark outside. It must be around 6 in the evening, Jamey thought. The sun had set but the twilight came through his window falling on the face of the sleeping Céline. Her blonde hair, her tanned skin looked exquisite in this lighting. She must be one of the most beautiful women in Paris Jamey said to himself. Then his eyes riveted to her breats which were of the same color as the rest of her body making her pink-brown nipples stand out. She had small breast... small but well formed. Sagging slightly with age, but that only added to their beauty. The boobs to fill a champagne glass... yes that was the perfect description. Her navel was deep in her well toned tummy and it caused the throbbing major that Jamey was getting so used to. He must have come atleast four times in less than 24 hours but his dick craved for more. He found his finger caressing Madame Bureau's navel and then moving slowly to her glorious golden bush. It was still wet! Maybe she was having an erotic dream! As he twisted his finger inside her cunt he could feel the remenants of his man cum inside, mixed with her own juices. Oh how he wanted her!
Yes he would have her... for all times to come. Her and her even more beautiful daughter, Jamey told himself looking at her long and tanned legs. And then their is that gorgeous brunette that comes with the two of them! But to get the three women, he must fulfill his part of the bet. He must steal Viviane and Anne's photos from that darned nightclub. It would be a dangerous job, but worth the reward! Jamey knew he could do it if the things went right. Back in Arizona, he used to be an expert at safe cracking thanks to all his time spent in a safe factory in his younger days. Now 30, he was still fit for the job. The danger would be in getting inside. With these thoughts he got up, then kissed Céline gently on her lips and went on to get dressed. Jeans, T-shirt and a warm pullover, yes, that would be right for what he planned to do. He collected his tools and packed his wallet with some cash. He would need all of it to get inside.

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An hour later, Jamey pulled near the nightclub. He parked his car and lazily loitered towards the basement nightclub where he had picked up Anne and Viviane not 20 hours ago. It was 7:30 by his Rolex. There was no guard at this time but the door was locked. Jamey had no way of knowing if it was locked from inside or outside. There maybe some people inside. But he had to take the risk. He leaned gently on the door. He checked to see if their was an electronic alarm. His watch would tell him that. He had fixed a gadget inside that could read the frequencies emitted by the common alarm systems and he was hoping that this shady place would not have something state of the art. Otherwise, it would be time consuming and he didn't have time. In another couple of hours, people would start pouring in. No, he had to be quick.
Yes, there was an electronic alarm system protecting the main entry door. And no, it was not too complicated. He took out another small gadget from his bag. As soon as he switched it on, numbers started to appear on the screen at random. And then the screen showed 4552B. That was the code for the alarm system, Jamey thought happily. Thank god for these modern inventions. He had picked this one in Tapei. Ofcourse you can pick up loads of sophisticated gadgets if you have the right amount of money! He punched in the code and for humor said... Open Sesame. The door was open and he slipped inside quickly. His eyes took time to get used to the complete darkness inside. But a minute later he was feeling his way downwards. It wouldn't do to switch on the flash light just yet, someone outside may notice. Once downstairs he switched on his flash light and gave it a quick sweep. It was a dingy place with a small bar and some couches. Rotten by the extreme. But then, these blackmailers didn't need something great to feed on the girls. Down the far end, there was a small door. Certainly going into the office. Jamey moved swiftly to the door. It was locked.
In films, opening a door took 20 seconds. In real life, you could never be sure. Putting his flashlightin his mouth, Jamey extracted some weird looking contraptions from his shoulder bag. He tried to fit one it. "Hmmm... a three key lock", he said to himself. Next he extracted a bunch of keys. Choosing one he put in the door. It was way too small. He tried various other keys but none would fit. Giving up, he extracted a long and flexible wire. Taking a deep look inside the keyhole, he tried to bend to wire to fit in. It was a tedious job to put the bends on the wire exactly as they were inside the lock. It took him five minutes of continous sweating. He then inserted it inside. Taking another wire, he put it in as a lever. Then he turned the two wires. Click! The door was open!
Jamey didn't know when would the members start coming in. He had no idea how much time he had. So he hurried inside. There was a safe sitting on the desk. This was the only safe inside the office so this must be the safe where they keep the dirty photos.
With his flashlight pointing to the safe, he examined it with minute details.It was a sturdy thing with a digital lock. The lock could have 4 keys and it could have 14... he couldn't tell.His Rolex won't be useful. This thing was state of the art. Well, he was expecting that. Behind the safe was a small panel. He unscrewed the panel to find a lot of wires going in and out. This is where he must start his work. He took out another gadget from his shoulder bag. This one was like a small computer with two wires coming out of it. At the end of each wire was an alligator clip. He took one clip and put it on the red wire coming out of the safe into the battery. The other clip he put on a blue wire that went from the battery to the right hand corner of the safe. Then he switched on his small computer. The computer ran just one program. The idea of the program was to send in loads of information through the wires and then check which combination would fit the safe and open it. The numbers of the screen were of sixteen digits. "Shit!", Jamey cried in his mind, "this can take ages!"
The minutes ticked by and the computer tried various combinations. Jamey sweated more and more profulsely. And then as if by magic the computer stopped generating randon numbers and fixed itself on a single 16 digit number. 1364 2378 5429 0043. So that was it! Jamey went to the front of the safe and on the key pad typed in the code. There was a click. He turned the handle and sure enough the door opened. Inside there was some cash. Around 5000 Euros. And then there were some files. Jamey picked up one file. It contained a sheet of paper and some photographs. The photos were of a good looking redhead fucking a dog. Jamey was stunned into inaction! He looked at the sheet. The sheet contained the name of the girl. Felicity. American, father a millionaire investor with Merill Lynch. Her address, her telephone number! So this was it! But there were over 15 files and Jamey didn't have time. So he took all the files and put them inside his shoulder bag. Then he took the cash and put it inside his pocket. Next, he closed the safe and the back panel, taking away his computer and putting it inside his back. Almost running, he exited the office. It was then he heard the basement door open! Shit! It is not possible! So close and now this!
Jamey looked around. There was a cupboard on his right... just opposite the bar. he looked inside. It was empty. Quickly he inserted himself inside and just in time too for there were two men coming down the stairs. They switched on the lights and laughing went into the office. Jamey wanted to make a break, but he was sure the men would hear him. So he decided to wait. The men came out almost immediately and went to the bar to pour themselves some drinks. They began to chat in French, of which Jamey understood nothing. Giving himself up to the fate, he made himself comfortable in his hiding place. Through the crack he could see almost the entire room and he treated himself to a close inspection of this hideout of the blackmailers. It was even worse off than it had looked through his flashlight.
An hour passed, and Jamey drifted off to tension induced sleep. He woke up to a commotion outside his hideout. he was afraid they had discovered the break in, but he chanced a peek. The sight stunned him. On the bar a gorgeous brunette with big breasts was lying naked. Around her were three men, naked too, masturbating on her. On the left couch there was a petite girl that he recognized as Anne. She was on her knees. From behind two large and very well endowed black men were fucking her, one inside her ass and other inside her cunt. Not far from Anne was the redhead he had seen in the photo... Felicity. She was lying on the floor dressed in red leather trousers and a matching blouse which had been torn open to reveal her gorgeous breasts and dark brown nipples. Viviane was standing over her wearing nothing but her bra. There were two more men with their back turned to Jamey. They were peeing on Felicity! Viviane too was peeing on her! Felicity had closed her eyes but she was getting a good load of pee on her face.
On the right hand side there were two women making out with a dildo and some men watching them fuck. Jamey turned his eyes back to Viviane and Felicity. The peeing had stopped. Viviane bent on her knees and started to lick Felicity's face like a dog, licking all the pee that was on her face. One of the men moved behind her. He grabbed Viviane by her hair and turned her head. He then thrust his cock inside her mouth strangling her with his manhood. Another man walked in from the office. He was wearing leather pants but his dick was hanging out. Seeing Viviane on her knees, he sat down behind her and without preamble shoved his hard cock inside her cunt with a force that made Viviane bite hard on the cock inside her mouth.The man screamed and pulled harder on her hair, causing her to bick backwards into the other guy's cock. Viviane was now being mouth fucked by a man with another in her cunt fucking her even harder. The third chap pushed Felicity into Vivianes legs and then forced her to lick Viviane's cunt with the man inside. He himself spread Felicity's legs and homed his manhood with a sharp thrust. Jamey was seeing all this from his cupboard hideout. All this sex was getting him excited but looking at his future wife Viviane being humilated in such a fashion was also painful to him.
Meanwhile all this sucking and fucking was growing too much for these men. The man in Vivianes pussy was having a hard time stopping himself, what with Felicity's tongue licking his shaft as he moved in and out of Viviane's cunt and the hot warmth of Vivianes secret garder, he could take it no more. With a loud moan he came all over Viviane and Felicity. Soon his cum was dribbling from Viviane's cunt onto Felicity's mouth. So engrossed Jamey had been in this fuck fest that he had hardly noticed 4 other men who had come to watch the spectacle. They all had their dicks out and were wanking furiously. Felecity continued to mouth fuck Viviane's dripping cunt in hope for providing some vestiges of pleasure to her friend amongst all this humiliation. The guy inside Viviane's mouth had had enough too. He came into Viviane's hot and sexy mouth and then spattered some cum over her tanned face and beautiful golder hair. The men wanking around started to cum one after another too. Soon Viviane's back, neck and ass were completely covered with cum. Felicity too, had not escaped from this cum shower. Her breasts, her face, her navel... hardly any part of her showed her beautiful white skin not touched by pee or cum. The man inside Felicity took out his cock and went over to Viviane's ass. In three short thurts he was cumming too, inside Viviane's tight asshole.
Tired and satisfied the men left Viviane and Felicity alone. Both were sobbing, covered with cum and in obvious pain. But their torture hadn't ended. Another man walked upto them bringing along a tall and sexy Indian woman with him. He pushed Viviane to the ground alongside Felecity and sat on her mouth. The Indian woman was forced to sit over Felicity. They both put their assholes right on top of the girls mouth and then, to the horror of peeping Jamey, they pooed into the girls mouth! Helpless, tired and in no position to help, Jamey felt tears roll down his eyes for his beloved Viviane. He wanted to rush out and kill these bastards but instead he closed his eyes and looked no more.

It was 6 in the morning when Jamey awoke. The lights outside had been turned off and it was dark. He looked out and could see no signs of life. Clearly the fuck fest had ended. He moved stealthily out of his hidey-hole. Yes there was no one. He boldly walked up to the stairs, opened the door and went to his car. Then he drove off to his appartment. Once their he showered and changed and had some breakfast. Then he called at Anne's. Amazingly, she replied. He asked her to come over to his office with Viviane at 10. His next call was to Madame Bureau. He asked her in at 10 too.
Hours passed slowly, but then the door bell rang. It was Madame Bureau. She was looking as sweet as ever, and even sexier in her green day dress. Hardly had she sat down that the bell chimed again. This time it was Anne and Viviane. They both got a shock of their life to see Viviane's mother sitting on the couch, but Jamey ushered them in. He then handed over their photographs to them, keeping the negatives safely with him, just in case the things didn't go as planned. He then explained the girls how Mme Bureau had contacted him. He didn't leave out any detail, including his relationship with Madame Bureau. This shocked the guts out of Viviane. She cried, "You horny bastard! I thought you wanted to marry me!"
"Yes Viviane. I love you. But I love Anne too and I love you mother. And I would love other women in your presence. Do you still agree to marry me?"
Viviane was completely taken aback by his frankness. It was Madame Bureau who intervened. She said, "You girls gave your word and I gave mine. Mr. Peterson has done what he promised and he is a good lover. I think we should agree. After all, if he can fuck other women, you can fuck other men too. Right Mr. Peterson? An open marriage as we say?"
"Yes Madame Bureau. That is right. In any case you have no choice in the matter Viviane. I still have the negatives!"
This was sheer balckmail but the girls trusted this American. But Viviane wasn't ready to accept this proposal where she would share a bed with her own mother! However, as Jamey said she had no choice in the matter. So we put the curtain on the violence that ensued between the four people present in the room, and we invite you to their wedding... that is the wedding of Viviane Bureau and Jamey Peterson. Ofcourse Anne and Madame Bureau would be present, not just at the wedding but at the honey moon too! But that is another story. Just keep a watch at The Pornography Times for the next adventure of Jamey Peterson the ace detective and his three gorgeous women.

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