Rented Wife by RLM
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Bryan Kieffer was so tired he could hardly keep his eyes open,
but there was really no other option. The final defense of his
M.S. thesis in computer engineering was scheduled on Friday, and
he still hadn't completed his review of the relevant literature.
Although his thesis cited every single paper related to his
research on approximation algorithms and neural networks, he
needed all of that information at his fingertips by the time of
the examination. In desperation, he made a new pot of coffee,
his third of the day, and began to peruse the papers dealing with
the use of exponential transfer functions for neural networks.
It certainly helped that his Andrea was so supportive of his
efforts. He had already had to break two dates with his fianc�e,
which was something that would have enraged many women. Andrea's
response was to bring over a platter of sandwiches, a six-pack of
his favorite soft drink, and a freshly made cheesecake so that he
could study and not have to spend time going out to get something
to eat. She was a real prize, not to mention awesomely beautiful
and blazing hot sexy. He still couldn't believe his good fortune
in winning her. Their marriage was scheduled for June, a month
after he obtained his M.S. and Andrea graduated with her B.S. in
advertising and marketing.
Andrea was not only supportive, beautiful, and sexy, she was
also creative and smart. Graduating near the top of her class,
she was filled with exciting ideas of how they could start their
own corporation dealing in top-of-the-line software engineering,
hardware maintenance, and advertising including html and java
programming services. Her reasoning was direct and to the point,
as usual. With Bryan's incredible ability in software
development and engineering, as well as computer hardware coupled
with her creativeness in marketing and advertising, such a
corporation was a sure bet for success. All they would need was
a few good contracts and a lot of hard work, something that they
were both willing and able to do.
Bryan well remembered Andrea's response when he asked her if
she thought that it would be possible for them as a new, unproven
company to land lucrative contracts. "That won't be a problem,
Honey," she had responded with a grin. "Your software programs
and developments will practically sell themselves. In addition,
I know exactly how to pitch and market such a product. Finally,
if that's not enough... well, I usually don't have much trouble
persuading men to do what I want."
If there was anything that Bryan agreed with more, he couldn't
bring it to mind. It was just impossible not to be persuaded by
Andrea. Her logic and planning were impeccable. In addition,
her sensuous beauty was cock-hardening and mesmerizing. The
history of their courtship was a perfect example.
The first time Bryan had laid eyes on the sexy woman was in a
finance class they were both taking. He distinctly remembered
getting an erection from just looking at the awesome thrust of
her big breasts, the sensuous curves of her ass, and the perfect
contours of her beautiful face. Nevertheless, it had taken him
two weeks before he worked up his courage enough to ask her for a
dinner date. He could still remember her reply and his response.
"Of course, I'll go out to dinner with you, Bryan. Why did it
take you so long to ask me?"
"Well, to tell the truth, you're so incredibly beautiful that
it took me a couple of weeks to work up my nerve. The thought of
getting turned down by a woman like you is very, very
depressing," he had replied.
Andrea had later told him that it was the simple honesty of his
reply that won her over completely. Nevertheless, their first
dinner date didn't go as well as he would have liked. The
evening was great until he escorted her to her door. When he had
tried to kiss her goodnight, she had pressed her hands against
his chest holding him back and said, "Down boy. I don't kiss
guys on the first date."
Bryan smiled whenever he remembered Andrea's response after he
had said he was sorry. "Why are you sorry?" she had asked.
"You're supposed to try to kiss me and feel me so that I have
options when I decide. I like having options. Are you going to
ask me out again?"
It was their third date before Andrea allowed Bryan to kiss her
goodnight. He had expected a soft lip kiss, but instead, Andrea
had kissed him hard and long finishing the kiss with a sensuous
flicking of her tongue over his lips. He had gone home with a
raging erection.
It was their sixth date before he was allowed to caress her
large breasts, through her clothing, of course. It took another
five dates before he felt the warmth of her bare tits in his
hands. Six more dates later, his hand finally touched her naked
pussy, but that was as far as sex between them went until he
asked her to marry him early in their final year of college.
Bryan had managed to save up $1,000, which he used to purchase
beautiful engagement and wedding rings. When Andrea accepted, he
was ecstatic. They sat up talking about their future together
and a possible corporation until almost 3 AM when Andrea finally
told him to go home because she needed to get a little sleep.
Bryan left after making a date for dinner and a movie on
Saturday.
When he arrived to pick up his new fianc�e on Saturday, Andrea
had answered the door wearing a white garter belt and bra with
matching thigh-high stockings, panties, and five-inch heels. Her
bra exposed half of her large tits and the upper portion of both
nipples. Bryan gasped when he saw his future wife looking like a
$2,000-a-night call girl. "Think you're going to enjoy being
married to me, Honey?" Andrea had asked in a whispered, seductive
voice.
Bryan opened his mouth to speak, but no words came out... he
was just too stunned, and his cock was too hard. All he could do
was stare and squeeze his throbbing erection.
"MMmmmmm... I love that response, Darling. Want to see more?"
Bryan had nodded, his hand now moving up and down his engorged,
jerking cock.
Andrea had quickly unhooked her bra and let it fall to the
floor. Bending over, she made short work of her panties, which
she tossed carelessly into the corner. Once she was naked save
for her garter belt, stockings, and heels, she crooked her finger
at Bryan and retreated to the den. Bryan followed Andrea into
the den, his eyes never leaving her undulating ass, and then
watched as his bride-to-be stretched out on her back on a black,
leather-covered bench, steepled both knees and opened her legs.
His cock throbbed uncontrollably.
"My cunt, tits, and ass are yours now, Bryan. Like them?" she
whispered seductively.
For an answer, Bryan took her in his arms, kissed her
passionately as his fingers explored the luscious wetness of her
slit and the throbbing depths of her vagina. Andrea had begun
humping against him like a wanton, hot slut as soon as his
fingers had penetrated her pussy. They had spent the entire
night in bed having sex in any and every way either of them could
suggest. Bryan remembered almost every detail.
After Andrea had stripped him and saw his iron-hard, more than
seven-inch and very thick erection, she had hissed, "Oh fuck!
I've felt your hard-on pressing against me many times when we've
made out, and I knew you had a nice one, but wow! What a cock!
It's perfect! Long and thick ... I love it!"
After spending nearly a half hour kissing and fondling each
other, Andrea had whispered, "Take me to bed, Lover. I want that
gorgeous cock in me... fucking me." Bryan had carried her into
the bedroom where she had asked, "Do you want me naked, Honey?
Or would you rather fuck your future wife dressed in her slut
outfit?"
"Your slut outfit, Andrea. I love it! Just fucking love it!"
"Oh yes! I was hoping you'd like this side of me. I want to
spend the rest of it being a hot, wild slut for you. I'm so hot
and ready I can't believe it. Bend me over and fuck me doggie,
Lover. It's my favorite position."
Bryan pushed Andrea onto the bed on her knees, moved behind
her, and after staring at her cock-hardening, luscious cunt for a
moment, pressed his cock into her opening and sank slowly, but
firmly, into her hot depths. Andrea groaned and thrust her cunt
back to impale herself completely on his shaft. "AAaaahhh....
gawd damn! So fucking good! Fuck me, Darling. HARD!"
Bryan's cock flashed in and out of the moaning brunette's cunt,
thudding hard with masculine authority into her cervix. After
months of being teased and then denied by Andrea, he fucked her
like a wild bull... jack hammering thrust after thrust into her
cunt. Each time his cock thumped the bottom of her vagina,
Andrea groaned with the hot sensations racing through her pussy
and clitoris. Juices spurted out of her erupting cunt as she
surged into an intense orgasm.
She was still throbbing when Bryan rolled them over so that she
was now mounted on his rampaging cock in reverse cowgirl
position. Her weight drove the male shaft hard and deep into her
pussy. Andrea hissed and cried out every time the thick cock
stretched her hole and disappeared inside. "Oohhh god... you
hot, big-cocked stud... aaaahhhhhh... fuck me! OH Shit! Fuck
me, Bryan. Hard! Why did I make you wait so long....aaahhhhh...
god... I'm gonna cum again!! SCREW MY CUNT, LOVER. MAKE ME
CUM."
After the first three hours of hot, intense sex, Bryan and
Andrea were lying side-by-side in the bed, panting from the near
overwhelming sexual intensity and exercise. "How come I've never
seen your wild side in all the time we been dating, Andrea?"
Bryan asked as he struggled to catch his breath.
"Remember when you told me that you were afraid to ask me out
for fear I would reject you... well, women are nervous too. I
was afraid you'd dump me if you found out what a slut I can be.
Are you going to dump me now that you know? I'm sure you've
figured out by now that I wasn't a virgin."
"Neither was I, but I've never, ever had a woman like you. Not
even close and hell will freeze over before I let you go."
In June following their graduation, the couple were married.
For the first two years, Brian worked in a lucrative position as
a programmer for a large corporation while Andrea secured a good
job as a marketing and advertising analyst for a company that
made and sold women's fashions. Their combined starting salaries
were in excess of $120,000 per year. In addition, the couple
lived frugally, saving as much of their incomes as possible while
living in a low-rent apartment, driving a 10-year old car, and
buying nothing that wasn't absolutely necessary.
Instead of spending money on things and entertainment, they
spent their evenings fucking and engaging in hot sex games, which
they both enjoyed far more than movies, TV, sports, or anything
else for that matter. As a highly paid, upwardly mobile,
handsome and virile-looking man, women frequently flirted with
Bryan. Some openly hit on him. The same thing happened to
Andrea with even more frequency. Every man was dying to get the
hot beauty into bed. In one of their erotic games, Andrea and
Bryan would tell each other about the women who wanted to get
Bryan between their legs and the men who wanted to screw Andrea.
This excited them enormously and led to three and four-hour
sessions of erotic sex play.
By the end of the second year, both Bryan and Andrea had
received substantial raises and one-level promotions. It was
apparent to both of them that they would do well financially by
remaining with their present employers, but they had a dream of
owning their own corporation, and both were convinced that their
combined abilities were both sufficient and perfectly matched to
allow them to succeed.
In addition to their abilities, work ethic, desire to succeed,
and physical beauty, Bryan and Andrea had saved over $120,000
after taxes in two years. They had invested wisely in growth
stocks and, with some investment luck, found that they now had a
nest egg to start their business in excess of $200,000. They
were ready.
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A & B Solutions, Inc.:
The software and hardware development and maintenance
corporation, A & B Solutions, Inc. (for Andrea and Bryan) was
established two months after Andrea and Bryan had resigned their
positions with their respective companies. In both cases, their
employers were very sorry to lose their services but nevertheless
admired the courage and initiative of the young couple. In each
case, they were told that there was a position waiting for them
if their plans didn't work out, and, if they did, they would do
whatever they could to give them a helping hand.
Since they were starting in a highly competitive business with
no name recognition and no customers, the first few months were
difficult. But, again, Andrea and Bryan lived frugally, worked
hard, and sank every available penny they could spare back into
their new corporation.
Bryan worked long hours developing new, creative, useful, and
innovative software packages that could assist a wide variety of
different businesses. Andrea worked six and seven days a week
building contacts, meeting people, working on effective but
affordable advertising, and looking for new contacts and
potential customers.
To meet with a wide range of possible new customers and
clients, it was necessary for Andrea to travel several days each
week and sometimes over the weekend. To minimize travel costs,
they had purchased a small, used car that got great gas mileage.
She would have liked to have been able to minimize expenses even
more by staying in inexpensive accommodations like the YWCA, but
that usually did not make a good impression with potential
clients, so up-scale accommodations was an expense that had to be
tolerated.
Andrea's constant travel significantly interfered with the
couple's sexual adventures and pleasure, but both agreed that it
was a necessary evil to be tolerated until the business grew.
Whenever Andrea was at home, the couple spent every spare moment
either fucking or enjoying oral sex. In addition, the variety of
sex games the couple played expanded even more.
At first, Bryan was very discouraged and pessimistic about
their chances to build the corporation, but Andrea remained
upbeat. "Stop worrying, Honey," she often admonished her
partner. "I'm very good at my job. Just hang in there and watch
our client base gradually grow, and as it grows, the rate of
growth is going to accelerate. All we need is one really big
account, and we're home free."
As the months went by, Bryan began to believe his beautiful
wife's predictions. One-by-one their client base grew. The
corporation was now profitable and expanding, but the one huge
account that would send them over the top and make the
corporation remained elusive. Frankly, he was at a loss to see
how Andrea was managing to bring as many small-to-medium sized
accounts as she was doing. When he asked, she told him that
selling his software creations was as easy as selling food to
rich, hungry people.
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Five months after starting A & B Solutions, Inc., Andrea was
having lunch with Barbara Daniels, a marketing and advertising
major who had graduated a year prior to Andrea's graduation.
They had been very close friends ever since Andrea's freshman
year in college.
Before Andrea's engagement to Bryan, she and Barbara had gone
on several dozen double dates together, many of which had ended
with one of them being fucked in the front seat of the guy's car
while the other was getting laid in the back seat. On several
occasions, they had gotten each other off with their tongues and
fingers while their boyfriends watched and got hard again. There
were even two memorable evenings when they had teamed up to pull
a train at a frat house with each of them taking on cock after
cock until daybreak. Naturally, Bryan knew none of these sexy
details.
After graduation, Barbara had taken a position as a
marketing/advertising manager for a wholesale firm that
specialized in selling electronic equipment of various types such
as TVs. stereos, radios, short wave sets, RVCRs, DVDs, video
equipment, and computers. Naturally, she was very curious and
concerned about how well her close friend's corporation and
marriage were going.
"So how is that handsome stud husband of yours anyway?" she
asked.
"He's great! Bryan's really talented, creative, clever, hard
working. His software innovations are really at the heart of A &
B Solutions."
"Hell, I know that, Honey. I want to know how is he in the
sack. Still ring your bell when he bangs you?"
"Oh yeah. Every time... usually several times. He's game for
just about anything... wildly erotic and creative in bed. The
guy can get it up four or five times a night, and his thick,
seven-plus inches of dick make me cum every time he fucks me."
"That's good, but his cock's not the biggest you've had... not
by a long shot. Right?"
"True, but it's more than big enough to give me multiple
orgasms."
"Do you ever miss those eight and nine-inch dicks we used to
get?"
"Some, but not a lot. Most of those guys didn't have a lot of
technique... they were just big cocks attached to a body."
"True... true, but the ones who knew how to use their big dick
really had us screaming, didn't they?"
"Yeah... they did. How about you? Are you married yet?"
"Nope. Still enjoying a wide variety of cock and loving it, as
always. You know, I was amazed that you kept Bryan panting for
months before you finally let him have a taste of your luscious
pussy."
"Well, I wanted to marry him, and I was afraid that if he knew
my slutty side, he'd just fuck me and then dump me. So I kept
him waiting. And it worked."
"You must have spent a hell of a lot of time masturbating
during those months, if I know you. Either that or you were
getting some on the side. Which was it?"
"A little of both, Barbara." The brought a laugh from both
women.
"How about this corporation of yours? Is it going to make it
or not?"
"Not sure yet. I really need to land a big client. Until that
happens, I'm scrambling to land as many small and medium-sized
clients as I can."
"Really? I know a medium-to-large sized account that you can
probably land if you're interested, but then, you probably won't
be."
Andrea remained silent and waited for Barbara to continue.
When she didn't, Andrea raised her eyebrows and asked, "Well? Go
on. You know very well that I'm interested."
"No, I don't. I'm not sure you'd be interested. But, I'll
tell you anyway. One of the more lucrative accounts that I've
landed for our company is with Morgan Brothers Electronics. I've
gotten us a contract with them to supply as wide range of
electronic merchandise for their chain of four stores in as many
cities. I got a huge bonus and a big raise for landing that
account."
"That's great. But how does A & B Solutions fit into this
picture? You already have their business."
"Simple, we wholesale them a lot of their merchandise, but we
don't provide innovative software creations and maintenance nor
do we provide hardware maintenance. Karl Morgan has mentioned
several times that he needs a firm that specializes in those
services so they can one-up their competitors with great software
packages on the computers we sell them. In addition, they also
need software development and maintenance on their own computers
for inventory control, accounting, payroll, taxes, so on so
forth. As good as Bryan is at that stuff and as hot and sexy as
you are, you might be able to secure their business."
"That sounds great, Barbara! Just great! Thanks for the
heads-up. But why would you imagine that I might not be
interested?"
"Because there's a catch... a big catch."
"What? They don't pay their bills or they're bastards to work
with? What?"
"Nothing like that. They pay promptly and well. And Karl
Morgan is a handsome, virile, and sexy man in his early 40's.
"Bastard" is the last word anyone would ever use to describe
him."
"Well then what is it?"
"Karl is a rou�, a Casanova... really sort of a satyr. When I
was trying to land his business, he made it very clear that he
would only sign if I would date him before he signed and again
each time the contract was up for renewal."
"Date him or fuck him?"
"That's the point. He wanted me to date him, and, of course,
he wanted to fuck me. He was very candid that his intent was to
seduce me into bed and have me spend an entire weekend of hot,
erotic sex with him. However, he also told me that if during the
date, I wasn't excited about spending a hot weekend in bed with
him, I could call it off, and he would still sign with our
company. He also promised to renew if we provided good
merchandise, prices, and service with no obligation to date or
have sex with him in the future."
"I guess I don't follow this. If you could just refuse and
still get the contract, how did he hope to get into your pussy?"
"As I say, he's handsome, virile, and sexy. He's also a satyr
with an eight and half inch cock who can easily go most of the
night. He's confident that if you give him a fair chance, you
will be anxious to get him between your legs. So, if you go
after Karl's business, you'll have to date him and give him a
fair chance to seduce you."
"I take it he succeeded with you?"
"Yeah. Big time! He had me so hot on the dance floor that I
was begging him to take me back to our hotel. He spent the
entire weekend fucking me in ways I didn't even know existed. I
must have had over 50 orgasms that weekend. There's been one
renewal since after the initial signing, and I spent that weekend
in Vegas with him. I'm really anxious for the next renewal. So
if you go after him, there's a good chance you'll end up being
royally fucked, Andrea."
"MMmmm... a lucrative contract and a royal fucking... that
doesn't sound half bad, you know."
"What about Bryan?"
"If I end up being thoroughly and repeatedly screwed by Karl,
I, of course, won't tell Bryan. What I will do is fuck my hot
husband's brains out to make up for my infidelity. So, our
corporation will get a new, lucrative client, and my husband will
have a really hot slut in his bed who will be his sex slave if he
wants. That seems like an all-win, no-lose situation to me."
"I thought you might think so. That's why I clued you in,
Andrea."
"Thank you, Barbara. Tell me... are you still interested in
girl-girl sex, or did you lose interest in that deviate
practice?"
Moving closer, Barbara slid her hand up Andrea's thigh to her
panty-covered pussy and rubbed her clitoris. "I packed my
overnight bag with two vibrators, a big dildo, and my strap-on,
just in case, Honey."
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Since Bryan never came home from work before 6 PM, Barbara
followed Andrea home. As soon as they were inside, they melted
into each other's arms and kissed passionately with each woman's
hands sensuously exploring beneath the skirt of her partner.
"MMMmmmm... you always did have a luscious ass, Barbara, and I
love your big tits. No wonder you've got all those men hard and
panting after you."
Barbara's fingers were exploring between Andreas thighs as
their tongue slipped back and forth from one mouth to the other.
"Look who's talking with those to-die-for tits that every guy was
fighting to get at during those gang bangs in the frat houses.
MMmmmm... and your pussy always was so damn wet and hot."
When they finally moved apart, Andrea whispered, "Come on,
Barbara. I've been dying to see that sexy ass of yours ever
since we sat down to eat. Pull your skirt a little and let me
see it."
Turning away from Andrea, Barbara looked back over her shoulder
and slowly hiked her dress up to her hips exposing half of her
ass. "This what you want to see, Honey?"
"Oh yes. I can't wait to get you naked."
"Not so fast, Andrea. Now it's your turn. Show me yours."
Grinning, Andrea turned around facing away from Barbara, raised
her hands to the back of her head, and pulled her shoulders back
thrusting her tits out.
"Hot titted slut," Barbara hissed. "Pull up that dress and let
me see if your ass is still as hot and as luscious as it was in
college."
Andrea followed Barbara's example by pulling her black dress
high on her thighs. "Oh fuck yes! God you're a sexy woman. Do
you fuck other men often now that you're married?"
"Only when I have to in order to land clients. I don't have
any steady lovers."
"Oh Andrea, you're missing it. You could have a hundred men
panting after you. So how often with the clients?"
"It varies. Maybe once or twice a month."
"So you get a new cock in your hot pussy once every two or
three weeks or so. That's certainly not up to your past
standards, Andrea, but of course, you've got Bryan and his hot
cock. Now come on. Let me get you out of that dress and
panties so I can see you naked, Honey."
Moving behind Andrea, Barbara unzipped her dress in one smooth
motion and pulled it off her shoulders. When Andrea stepped out
of it, she was left naked except for her black thong and heels.
"No bra, huh? Hot slut. Do you always go without a bra?"
"Only when I'm meeting my sexy girl friend or a client I want
to get interested... or when Bryan tells me to leave the bra
off."
"He do that often?"
"Yeah. A lot. When we go out for an evening, he won't allow
me to wear either a bra or panties."
"Oh Honey! You really did pick a winner. He's got to be a
very confident man to let you do that."
"He is. Incredibly so, and with good reason. He's really a
hot stud."
"Sounds like it. Now, I'm not going to permit you to wear any
panties either." Barbara bent down and pulled Andrea's panties
down her thighs. "Now sit down in that chair and spread, Honey.
Let me see your fantastic body again. It's been way too long."
After Andrea was sitting in the chair with her legs open,
Barbara sighed, "Damn Woman! You're even hotter and sexier than
you were in college. Turn over, Honey. Show Barbara your sexy
ass." Andrea grinned, turned around onto her knees, and thrust
her ass high with her knees bent. The position totally exposed
her ass and pussy. "Oh Andrea! I can't wait to get my tongue
into you," Barbara hissed in a passionate whisper.
"Not so fast, you sexy slut. It's your turn now." Andrea
moved closer and kissed the sexy brunette again. As she did so,
her hands worked the top of Barbara's dress down below her large
tits and then pulled it up around her waist. "Now, get on the
bed on your knees. You know the position, Slut. Show me your
sexy butt."
Barbara did as Andrea had ordered, arching her butt high in the
air. As soon as she did so, she felt her dress and panties being
pulled over her ass and down her legs. A moment later, Andrea
had them off leaving Barbara as naked as she was. "Now turn over
and show me the rest of your sexy body, Honey."
As soon as Barbara rolled over onto her back, she opened her
legs wide and grinned. "Wanna have lunch at the Y, Andrea?"
"Oh hell yes!" Moving quickly between the brunette's gaping
thighs, Andrea speared the other woman's cunt with her tongue as
her fingers stripped back her clitoral hood. Barbara's hips
snapped upward instantly. Her mouth stretched wide open as her
eyes clenched shut and a hissing moan erupted from her lungs.
"AAaaaahhhh gggaaahhhh... suck meeeeeeeeeeee... oohhhh fuck
that's good. Suck me, Baby. Aahh! Aahh! Aahh! UUnngghhhh!!"
Her hips pumped frantically on the bed. Andrea sucked her
fully erect clitoris into her mouth and lashed it again and again
with the flat of her tongue while two fingers probed inside
Barbara's cunt until they found her G-spot. When she began
rubbing it, Barbara's vagina convulsed in a series of intense
spasms. Juices spurted out of her erupting hole. Her ass
pounded up and down on the bed.
Andrea kept her mouth locked onto Barbara's throbbing cunt
continuing to lick her dancing clitoris.
"Ohhhhh gawd damn! Stop... Stop... Aaawwwww... fuckkkkkk.
Stop, you Bitch. Let me rest a moment." Andrea's response was
to drive two fingers into the woman's ass instantly sending her
into another heated orgasm.
When Andrea finally pulled her head from between Barbara's
thighs, she sat back and enjoyed watching her friend's vagina
pulse and throb as more tremors rippled through her soaked pussy
and hard, erect clitoris.
"Oh god, that was so good. I�ve really missed our sex play
after we�d come home from dates. Even when the guys had fucked
us two or three times, I could always get off several more times
on your tongue, Andrea."
"So could it, and I want it right now. Getting you off has me
boiling hot and ready."
"That�s the way I like you, Honey." Getting off the bed,
Barbara searched in her overnight bag for double-headed, bent
dildo and quickly found it. It was a thick, purple shaft in the
shape of an "L". Each leg of the "L" was shaped like a cock with
a big head at the end. Lying back on the bed, Barbara fitted the
horizontal leg into her vagina as far as it would go. When she
closed her thighs, the vertical leg stood up like an eight-inch,
thick cock.
"Get on it, you hot Slut. Sink your pussy down my big cock,
Andrea, and fuck yourself on it."
Bryan�s wife was squealing with pleasure as Barbara slotted the
cock head into Andrea�s cunt bringing a hissing moan of pleasure
from her. Slowly, she lowered her pussy down the thick shaft
letting it stretch her vagina and sink out of sight. When it was
halfway into her, Barbara grabbed her hips and pulled her the
rest of the way down. At the same time, her hips snapped upward,
driving the cock against Andrea�s womb.
"UGH! OH FUCK! AAAHHHH! FUCK MEEEEEEEEE!" she moaned as her
ass pumped frantically on the big shaft.
Leaning over, the two women pressed their tits together as
their mouths fused in a hot, deep kiss. The women took turns
thrusting their tongue into the waiting mouth of their partner.
Soon, their mouths were wide open and both tongues were exploring
and caressing at the same time.
Suddenly Andrea jerked back and screamed, "I�M THERE! I�M
THERE! OOOHHHHHH FUCKKKKKKKK... I�M CUMMINGGGGG!!!"
Barbara didn't waste a moment. Right in the middle of her
climax, Andrea felt the thick dildo jerked from her erupting
vagina. Immediately, she was pushed onto her back in the middle
of the bed. Barbara shoved her legs high in the air and thrust a
vibrator into Andrea's asshole as her mouth engulfed her erupting
clitoris. She flicked the switch, and the vibe roared to life
inside Andrea's throbbing ass.
"GGGGHHHHAAAAA... AAAWWWWWWW... UUNNGGHHH.... CUMMING! I'M
FUCKING CUMMING AGAIN... GGGHHAAAAAAA!!!"
Barbara pumped the vibrator in and out of Andrea's contracting
asshole. Her tongue moved sensuously over the underside of the
jerking clitoris, which had now swollen to huge proportions.
When Barbara backed away for a moment to watch Andrea's clit
erupting in hard spasms, her own vagina convulsed when she saw
how swollen and engorged with blood her friend's clit had become.
It looked like a huge, swollen grape that might burst open at
any moment. All she had to do was just slide her tongue over its
swollen surface, and Andrea's ass would thrust high in the air.
Sex juices spurted again and again filling the bedroom with the
musky aroma of excited cunt.
Andrea and Barbara took a break while they fixed some cheese
and wine. Neither woman bother to put on any clothes. As they
sat at the kitchen table and snacked on the cheese and sipped the
tasty claret, Andrea stared at Barbara's large breasts and their
swollen nipples.
"You like looking at my tits, don't you Andrea?"
"Yeah. I always have. They seem so womanly... so damn sexy.
They turn me on so I can just imagine what they must do to the
men who see them."
"Probably the same thing as yours do to guys wild for your hot
pussy. They get them hard and ready."
"That's the way men should be all the time... and I guess they
pretty much are." Both of them laughed.
"So, you sexy slut, are you going to try to land a contract
with Morgan Brothers?"
"Absolutely."
"Since I clued you in to the possibility, you have to tell me
all the hot details of your weekend with Karl. Deal?"
"Of course. And when I'm telling you, I'm going to fuck your
hot pussy with a strap-o. Ok?"
"Mmmmmm... Oh yes, but only if I get to do yours as soon as we
finish this cheese and wine."
"Come on, Barbara. Forget the cheese and wine. I want that
big strap-on in my pussy... Now! Hurry!"
Laughing, Andrea ran back to the bed. Climbing on, she turned
onto her back, pulled her legs up almost to her tits and began
thrusting her fingers in and out of her pussy and ass. "Hurry,
Barbara. I haven't had it like this for over a year. Fuck my
cunt with that huge strap-on! Please."
It took a little less than a minute for Barbara to get the
harness fastened around her hips and thighs. Andrea was humping
her ass frantically as she pumped her fingers inside her holes
and continuously urged Barbara to hurry. Once the strap-on was
in place, the artificial cock thrust forward eight full thick
inches.
Barbara moved between Andrea's legs, positioned the cockhead at
the opening of her friend's vagina. "Ready?" she hissed. "Ready
to have that hot cunt royally fucked, Honey?"
"Stick it innnnnnnnnnnnnn.....," she moaned as she thrust her
cunt forward trying to get it inside her waiting hole.
Barbara snapped her hips forward. The cockhead hit Andrea's
cunt hole dead center, spread her labia to open up her hole, and
sped down her wet, slick channel. Five inches entered her on the
first thrust.
"UUGGHHH!! So fucking big. Fuck it all into me, Honey."
Barbara pulled three inches out and them drove the fuck stick
back inside the now throbbing pussy. Six inches filled Andrea's
cunt this time.
"AAAAaaahhhhh!!"
Again Barbara withdrew as the impaled woman moaned, her legs
flailing the air, her toes curling back.
"GGGHHHAAAAAA!!"
Seven inches disappeared inside the stretched cunt. The hole
throbbed around the thick cylinder. When it was again pulled
out, her lips clung to the shaft as it moved out, as if they were
trying desperately to keep the cock inside her vagina. There was
really no need because as soon as Barbara had withdrawn all but
an inch of dick from Andrea's vagina, her hips rammed forward
driving the cock back into her hot hole... six inches of dick
entered... seven... then eight and the plastic balls of the strap
on slapped hard against Andrea's asshole.
"OOOoohhhhhhhh!!"
Once the entire length was buried inside her cunt, the serious
fucking started. Barbara loved fucking women with the strap-on.
It was incredibly exciting to hear the woman gasping and howling
as the dick thudded into her cunt. And Andrea was now howling
continuously as the strap-on pumped into her hard, fast, and
deep.
"UN-HUH! UN-HUH! UN-HUH! UN-HUH! UN-HUH! UN-HUH! OH FUCK!
FUCK! FUCK IT! FUCK MY CUNT! UN-HUH! UN-HUH! UN-HUH!
UN-HUH! UN-HUH!"
Barbara held her thrashing ass still with both hands and rammed
her harder. Andrea's pussy exploded in hard contractions as the
orgasm surged through her vagina causing her clitoris to explode.
Her shrill cries filled the room.
She was still throbbing from her climax when Barbara pulled the
strap-on out of her convulsing pussy and pressed the head against
her upturned asshole. With the copious lubrication that was
flowing from her erupting vagina down her ass crack and the dildo
slick with her cuntal juices, the strap-on separated her hole,
pushed past her sphincter, and entered the hot brunette's ass
easily. Eight inches plowed into her on the first thrust,
burying the entire shaft.
Andrea's fingers frantically sought out her swollen, throbbing
clitoris and rubbed it rapidly as the cock surged in and out of
her ass. At one point, Barbara pulled it all the way out and
stared at the gaping hole that winked as it waited for the cock
to reenter. Barbara jack hammered it into Andrea's ass.
"UN-HUH! UN-HUH! UN-HUH! UN-HUH! UN-HUH! UN-HUH! UN-HUH!"
Five minutes later, her entire body shuddered and shook as a
huge orgasm engulfed her body.
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Morgan Brothers Electronics, Inc. Andrea's Story:
Bryan and I were discussing my scheduled trip to Dallas to
visit with Karl Morgan of Morgan Brothers Electronics:
"How did you ever manage to get an appointment with Karl
Morgan, Andrea?" Bryan asked, obviously both surprised and
pleased. "I would have thought that he would have delegated the
job of seeing sales reps to one of his lower level subordinates.
The fact that he didn't sounds very hopeful to me. Is it?"
"Oh absolutely. It's not a mega account, but it's well above
average. If we can land it, we can expand our technical staff
and add some more equipment that you need."
"What do you think are chances are? 50-50? 60-40" Better?
Worse? What?"
"I probably shouldn't say this for fear that it will bring us
bad luck, Darling, but I really think we've got an 80% chance or
more of getting the contract. I know that Karl Morgan has had
his people checking out some of your innovative software and
hardware combinations. I also know that he's called some of our
clients, and I'm positive that they've given us a glowing
recommendation. So... I'm confident, but keep your fingers
crossed. Anyway, that's why I may spend the entire weekend in
Dallas, Honey. I want to give it my best to really nail down
this account."
"I understand. No problem. Take longer if you think it would
help."
"I will, but I'm pretty sure, I'll home around noon or so on
Monday."
"When do you leave?"
"Early Friday morning... around 8 AM."
"You've done a great job getting us accounts that I didn't
think we had a chance to obtain. You just handle as you think
best. If anyone can do it, you can."
"I will, Darling. And Honey..."
"Yes?"
"Thank you. You are a real prince of a guy."
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My flight arrived in Dallas at 8:50 AM after gaining an hour
because of the time difference. I was in plenty of time for my
scheduled appointment with Karl Morgan at 11 AM.
After checking into my hotel at the Hilton, I showered, did my
make up, dabbed perfume in all the important places, and then
walked naked into the bedroom to pick out my outfit for our first
meeting. Although I hadn't told Bryan, I had every intention of
taking his suggestion to do what thought best to secure the
contract. Actually, I had planned to do it even before he had
suggested it, but it really made me feel good to know that Bryan
and I were on the same page, even if he didn't know every thing
about the page we were on.
I decided on a tight black skirt with an equally tight orange
blouse. The blouse already had a V-neckline. I enhanced this by
opening the top two buttons and exposed some of my bra and about
half of my tits. The rest of my outfit consisted of a white
garter belt with matching hose and heels along with some frilly
white panties. Surveying myself reflection in the mirror, I
decided Karl was going to like what he saw.
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I was ushered into Karl Morgan's office promptly at 11 AM by
his secretary. She glanced at my sexy outfit but gave no
indication of surprise. I assumed she was accustomed to having
women come on to her boss.
As soon as Karl laid eyes on me, his face brightened and he
unconsciously licked his lips. "Good morning, Mrs. Kieffer. I'm
Karl Morgan. I understand that you're interested in gaining a
contract with Morgan Brothers Electronics to provide software and
hardware development and maintenance along with providing some
innovative ideas and solutions for the computational systems that
we use in our corporation. Is that correct?"
"Yes. That's precisely why I'm here. And please call me
Andrea. Mrs. Kieffer sounds so formal."
"Thank you, Andrea. That's a very beautiful name, by the way.
And I would be pleased if you would address me as Karl. May I
ask how you found out about our corporation?"
"Certainly. A mutual friend, Ms. Barbara Daniels, alerted me
about your needs for software development. We have an
outstanding reputation in that field. I can provide numerous
references that I'm sure you'll want to consult."
Karl smiled. "I already have, Andrea. In fact, I've had my
people checking on your corporation for two weeks, and I'm happy
to tell you that all of their reports are first rate. If other
considerations can be agreed upon, I think we can do business...
perhaps for a long time with both of our corporations profiting
greatly."
"Other considerations? Such as?"
Karl didn't answer me immediately. Instead, he spent at least
two minutes checking out my exposed tits, my face, as much of my
legs and thighs as were exposed, and finally the curves of my
tight outfit. "I have to say, Andrea, that you are the hottest
lady I have seen in a long time."
"Thank you, Karl."
"Now, as to the other considerations... one, of course, are
your fees and our needs. Another is time lines for delivery of
product. Frankly, I doubt that there will be any problems. I
have read over your proposal. The fees are satisfactory. We
need the software development completed about a month sooner than
you propose. Is that going to be a problem?"
"No. Not at all. We'll just give you priority."
"Good. Excellent. Now, that brings me to the major
consideration. We've done a lot of business with your friend
Barbara Daniels. Has she informed you of my conditions for doing
business?"
I considered being coy about the sexual conditions, but decided
there was no point in bothering. "Yes," I replied. "She told me
that in order to secure a contract with your firm, I would have
to date you for a weekend."
"Good. And since you're here, may I presume that you are
comfortable with that arrangement?"
"Very comfortable, but my condition is that my husband not
learn of this."
"Of course. Absolutely! Do you understand what I mean when I
say you have to agree to date me?"
"I think so."
"Tell me."
"I go out with you to a club or wherever you wish. If, at any
time, I wish to end the date, I may do so without fear of
compromising our business arrangements. However, I have to be
fair and give you a reasonable and real chance to seduce me into
bed. And if you succeed, I hold nothing back in our sexual
adventures. Right?"
"Precisely. I'm delighted with your candor. It saves a lot of
time. How big are your tits, Andrea?"
"36D, Karl."
"Cross your legs so I can see more of your thighs and legs."
When I obliged him, Karl shook his head in amazement.
"Fantastic!"
"I'm delighted you like my legs, Karl."
"Are you wearing panties?"
"Yes. When we go out later, do you wish me to forget the
panties?"
"Absolutely! There are some other requirements too. Right
now, I would like to see all of your legs and your panties. May
I?"
"Of course." I stood up, unzipped my skirt, and let it fall to
the floor. Sitting back down, I placed one foot on the couch
steepling my knee and exposing my entire crotch to Karl's view.
"Do you like my panties, Karl?"
"You know I do."
"Now it's my turn to ask you a question. May I?"
"Please."
"Are you hard?"
"Like stone."
"Mmmmmmm... maybe I can turn the stone to steel later. How big
does it get?"
"Eight and half inches and very thick. Is that too big?"
"Hardly. You're already halfway home in your efforts to seduce
me into bed. So what's the plan for the rest of the weekend?"
At 8 PM, I will pick you up at the Hilton. I have reservations
for dinner and dancing at Maurice's. It's a five-star restaurant
and club with an intimate, very dimly lit dance floor. After
dinner and dancing, if you haven't decided to end our date, we're
going to a private club of which I am a charter member. It's in
a secluded area of Dallas for privacy. We will enjoy another
drink, and I will do my best to seduce you."
"You said there were other requirements other than the
panties?"
"There are. You will never wear panties, bras, or pantyhose
when we are together. You will wear hose, garter belts, and
four- or five-inch heels as you have on now. Understand?"
I nodded. "What kind of private club is this?"
"It's essentially a gentlemen's club with dancing if you like,
drinks, excellent wine, and snacks if you're hungry. The club
provides privacy and an opportunity for seduction. Of course, if
you end our date after dinner and dancing, it doesn't matter."
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That night, I wore a green, strapless dress, black garter belt,
patterned black hose and five-inch stiletto heels... no bra, no
panties... just me under the dress and the garter belt. When I
arrived in the lobby, Karl was waiting for me. He checked out my
outfit and smiled.
"Lovely... just stunning and cock hardening. Are you naked
underneath?"
"Except the garter belt that you ordered me to wear."
"Excellent. Tell me, does it embarrass you to be out in public
wearing so little... to be naked under your dress?"
"A little, but mainly it excites me."
"Really?" his eyes glowed with pleasure. "A lot? Some? A
little?"
"My cunt is soaked. But I'm sure you'll find that out for
yourself before long."
"I hope to have that pleasure. Before we leave for dinner, I
would like to see your ass, Andrea, unless you've already decided
to cancel our date. Have you?"
"That wouldn't be fair, Karl. I promised to give you a real
chance to seduce me. So far, you've had no real chance. Do you
really want me to show you my ass here in the Hilton lobby?"
"Yes. Here. Now. Just the thought is incredibly erotic. The
actual thing will be awesome."
"Oh god... how?"
"See the service desk over against the far wall? The one with
no one sitting there?"
"Yes. What about it?"
"Go over there. Put your hand on the desk and lean over a
little as if you're waiting for someone to return. When you lean
over, pull your dress up to your hips. I'll stand behind you and
shield you."
I could feel my legs quivering with excitement and some fear as
I approached the desk. Karl was right behind me, as he had
promised. Reaching the desk, I took a deep breath, leaned over
looking from side to side, and quickly hiked my dress up around
my hips. The cool air on my naked ass sent hot shudders through
me. Bending over a little further, I gave Karl a better view,
but kept my thighs pressed together.
I suddenly gasped when I felt Karl's hand moving slowly...
sensuously over my ass. It moved over first one buttock and then
the other... back and forth... several times. My shuddering
increased when the fingers moved between my cheeks and pressed
against my anus. There was no way I could suppress a soft moan
when the tip of one finger entered my ass.
"Ooohhhh... aaahhhhh."
Finally, the hand slipped from my tight ass and moved away.
"Pull your dress down now, Andrea," Karl ordered. As we walked
hand-in-hand out of the lobby, he leaned over kissed me on the
neck and whispered, "Did you think that was exciting? Erotic?
Hot?"
"Oh yes. It was just wild. I've never done anything like that
before."
Karl held the limo's door open for me to enter. When I did, I
felt the soft caress of his hand beneath the dress on my naked
ass. Again, I moaned softly. Karl slid into the seat beside me.
As the car pulled away from the curb, he turned my face toward
his and kissed me firmly on the lips. Pulling his lips away, he
kissed both cheeks before returning his lips to mine. This time,
the kiss was deeper. I opened my mouth allowing Karl's tongue to
enter.
It was over a minute before Karl ended the kiss leaving me
panting with excitement and emitting soft moans. My eyes opened
wide and stared into his. His gaze never wavered.
"I think you may have a good chance to seduce me, Karl."
For an answer, Karl closed his hand over my large breast,
pulled me close once more, and again kissed me as his fingers
slowly stroked my hardening nipple.
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The cuisine at the Maurice's was even better than Karl had
suggested it might be. After we had placed our drink orders,
Karl suggested we have a glass of cabernet rather than a bar
drink.
"Of course, if you prefer a drink, that's fine," he said.
"No. I like good wine much better, but I'm surprised."
"Why?"
"Most men trying to seduce me start by trying to get as much
alcohol in me as possible. You're the first man who has
suggested we drink wine instead."
"I have no .intention of drugging you into my bed, Andrea. I
want you there because you want to be there. Furthermore, if and
when I have you in bed, I want you fully aware and enjoying every
moment. I suggest the Chateau Latour-1982. All right?"
"I'll follow your lead, Karl."
He smiled. "Good. I hope that attitude continues."
After dinner, Karl led me out onto the dimly lighted dance
floor. All dances were slow for close, intimate dancing. He
pulled me close, but kept his hand above my waist and away from
my tits. Even so, I was fully aware of the erotic sensation of
feeling my tits mashed against his chest. As we moved to the
music, my nipples moved over his shirt stimulating and hardening
them into stiff peaks. I heard myself moan.
As my nipples tingled against his chest, I was constantly aware
of his huge erection pressed firmly into my mound... grinding
against me... stimulating my pussy. I found myself wishing he
would put his hands on my ass and pull me even more firmly
against his shaft. With his cock erotically stimulating my erect
clitoris, I was beginning to understand why Barbara had ended up
begging Karl to take her to bed.
During the second dance, Karl's cock throbbed even harder
against my pussy. I desperately wanted him to put his hands on
my ass, press me against his big shaft, and grind it into me.
But Karl continued to keep his hands on my waist. I groaned in
sexual heat.
"Oohhh.. MMmmmmm."
"Enjoying yourself?" he asked.
"Oh yes. You're a marvelous dancer. You can move your hands
lower if you wish."
"Onto your ass?"
"Yesss," I moaned.
"Feeling you?"
"Oh yesss."
"Perhaps slipping beneath your short dress onto your naked
ass?"
"OOooohhh!"
"There are two men at a table beside the dance floor who have
been watching us ever since we began dancing. They can't take
their eyes off your legs and luscious ass. They're both hoping
that I will do that so they can see more of you."
"More of what?"
"Your ass... your naked ass."
"They don't know it's naked."
"No, but they can hope. And if it's not naked, they're hoping
I'll lower your panties."
"Ooohh ooohhh ooohhh!"
I realized with a shock that I was now moving my mound
sensuously over Karl's hard cock. I knew that the men at the
table must think I was masturbating by rubbing my pussy on his
organ. "Why wouldn't they think that," I thought. "That's
exactly what I'm doing."
By the middle of the fourth dance, my chest was heaving with
excitement. With no panties on, I could easily feel the wetness
coating my thighs. I could even smell the hot, sexual aroma of
my slowly pulsing cunt.
Karl kissed me as we danced causing my pussy to contract. The
aroma emanating from my throbbing cunt increased.
Leaning closer, Karl whispered, "I can smell you, Andrea."
"Oh god. Let me go to the ladies room... please."
"No way. I love the aroma. So do the men at table when we
dance close enough for them to smell your arousal."
"I'm so embarrassed."
"Don't be. A woman's cunt musk is the most erotic scent any
man ever smells throughout his life... and yours is intoxicating!
You have me so hard it hurts... a lot."
During the fifth dance, Karl asked, "Are you still
embarrassed?"
"No... not at all. Move us over closer to the men at the table
so they can smell how hot you have me."
"They smell you, Andrea. They're both squeezing their cocks."
"UUMMmmmmm... good."
"When we get to my private club, you're going to sit on the
table while I eat your wet, musky pussy."
"Oh yes. Let's go. I want to go now."
"Does that mean you don't intend to exercise your option to end
our date?"
"If I end our date, how are you going to fuck me with your big,
thick cock, Honey? Take me out of here... please. Take me to
your private club. Take me!"
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Karl's private club turned out to be elegant and beautifully
furnished. Every thing was very dark with deep red being the
predominant color. The club itself had a distinctly masculine
ambiance about it. The waiters were all dressed in tight, black
stretch pants and equally tight T-shirts above.
As soon as we entered, the Maitre D' escorted us to a private
booth that had a privacy curtain shielding the occupants from
others in the club. There were also perhaps 20 or so tables in
the open dining area.
As we walked through the club toward our private booth, I
couldn't keep from noticing that each of the tables was occupied
by a woman with one or more men. In some cases, the men were
white; in others, they were black. In every case, the men were
fondling and caressing the woman. In some cases, she was
partially naked. In fact, most had their tits completely
exposed. I knew mine would soon be as exposed as theirs were.
When we were inside the booth, Karl pulled me against his hard
body and rigidly erect cock and kissed me on the mouth, his
tongue sliding sensuously inside. I moaned in hot passion. At
that moment, I knew that any thought I might have had about
ending our date had long since vanished. My pussy was wet and
open. I was ready to fuck him right then on the table or on the
floor... where ever he wanted me.
After we were seated, a waiter appeared to take our drink
order. Again, Karl ordered wine, this time a sweet German
Auslese. As we waited for the wine to arrive, Karl said, "Get up
on the table, Andrea. I want you to face me."
I quickly mounted the table and turned to face him. "Good.
Now open your legs so I can see your naked cunt. It is naked,
isn't it?"
"Of course. "You told me not wear panties." Grinning, I
opened my legs and felt a shiver of excitement surge through my
body when I heard Karl groan. He was staring directly at my
open cuntal slit. Instinctively, my hand dropped to my clit and
rubbed it as he watched.
"That looks delicious, Andrea." Karl took hold of my thighs
and pulled me to the edge of the table. I opened my legs in hot
anticipation. Karl didn't disappoint. Moving his head between
my gaping thighs, his tongue slashed up the length of my pulsing,
soaked, sex trench.
"AAAAHHHHHH!! YES! Do it to me, Karl. Lick me!"
Karl swabbed up and down the length of my slit a dozen times.
On each pass, my hips arched higher... my legs spread wider. My
hands clutched both breasts and squeezed.
"Please... go higher, Karl. OOOoohhhhh please. Just a little,
and I'll cum. Please... lick my clit... just a little...ooohhh
god... please!"
His finger slipped into my asshole causing me to howl and beg
even more. Finally, he moved his tongue to my clitoris bringing
wails of hot delight as my ass pumped wildly on the table. My
clitoris was throbbing causing my entire body to shudder and
shake. Using my hands on the table's surface, I arched my back
as Karl mashed his mouth against my erupting cunt. Giving me one
hard, final suck, he flicked my clit rapidly. It just exploded
in hard contractions. An intense climax shook my body bringing
hot moans that filled the club.
When my climax finally ebbed, Karl moved me off the table into
the love seat beside him. "I think you enjoyed that, Andrea.
"How could you tell, Honey?" I teased as my vagina continued to
open and close in the aftermath of my orgasm.
"I guessed. Now I'm guessing that you won't mind if I take
your awesome tits out of your dress."
Karl didn't bother to wait for me answer since he already knew
what it was going to be. My pussy started tingling again when I
felt him unzipping the back of my dress. A moment later, he
pulled it over my tits and bunched it about my waist. His arms
circled my shoulders. His hands cupped and fondled my tits
bringing more moans of pleasure from me.
"You like that, don't you?"
"Oh yes. Rub my nipples, Karl. Pull them... aaaahhh yessss...
like that. Squeeze and pinch them, Darling. AAAHHHH!
MMMmmmmm."
"It's fortunate that you like having your tits out, Andrea
because one of the club rules is that whatever a woman exposes,
stays exposed until she leaves the club. So don't attempt to put
your tits back inside your dress or conceal them in any way.
Understand?" Karl twisted my nipples as he asked the question.
"AAAWWWW... uuummmmm... yes.. yes... YES! YES!!" I gasped.
"Good. Now feel under the table for something else that I'm
sure you will enjoy."
When I moved my hand to his crotch, I expected to feel his
bulge. Instead, a hot shudder raced through me when I felt the
bare flesh of his cock. My eyes opened wide in excitement as I
felt its length... its girth... its power. It throbbed like an
angry snake in my hand causing my cunt to contract in several
repeated spasms.
I moved the tablecloth aside and couldn't suppress a gasp at
what I saw. It was the largest, sexiest cock I had ever seen.
Precum leaked from the big head and ran down over my small hand.
I couldn't get my fingers all the way around his thick shaft.
"Oh god. I don't think I can take it," I hissed as I slowly
jacked him. It seemed impossible, but his cock appeared to grow
even larger. "Jezzz!! How big does it get," I groaned as I
tried to get my hand all the way around his dick.
"Eight and a half inches, Andrea, but don't worry. I'll go
very slowly, and I guarantee you that you'll take it... all of
it... and love every inch. Your friend Barbara can't stop
cumming when it's balls deep inside her cunt. You won't be able
to either."
"Aaaahhhhh my gawd! It's just gorgeous! Fuck me now, Karl.
Please."
"Soon. But not yet. It's time for you to suck, Andrea."
"You sexy delicious Bastard," I hissed as I bent over to kiss
the head showing my submission to his manhood. His cock jerked
in my hand and then throbbed even harder when I slipped my lips
over the crown.
I had just begun to suck Karl's cock deeper and deeper into my
mouth when the waiter came in with our wine. When he entered, I
automatically jerked back and tried to cover my naked tits with
my hands.
"What the hell do you think you're doing, Andrea?" Karl
demanded to know.
"Oh god. I forgot the rule. I'm sorry," I moaned as I moved
my hands away from my tits and thrust them toward the waiter so
he could get a good view. My cunt was on fire as I did it.
"The Club has its rules and you were warned, Andrea. Go open
the curtain so everyone can see you being disciplined."
Struggling to my feet, I moved to the curtain as both men
stared at my jiggling tits and my hard, erect nipples. Pulling
open the curtain, several men turned and grinned when they saw my
naked tits. A moment later, the women were also smirking knowing
that they were going to see an erotic show when I was
disciplined.
Once the curtain was opened, Karl and the waiter took me out
among the tables to a small stage. Once there, the waiter
lowered my dress to the floor and tossed it to Karl. "Get down
on your knees, Andrea, and bend over. Lower your head to the
floor but keep your ass up in the air," Karl ordered. "Now
spread your knees apart... wider... more... wider!"
Once Karl was satisfied with my posture, the waiter knelt and
put his knee across my shoulders pressing me firmly against the
floor of the stage. He leaned over my upraised ass and pulled my
buttocks apart so the other guests at the club could see both my
asshole and my pussy. I couldn't suppress a moan when I felt two
of his fingers entering my ass. As the fingers moved sensuously
in and out of my hole, I began thrusting my ass against the
waiter's hand and moaning even louder.
I heard some woman in the audience scream, "Fuck the hot Bitch,
Max. Shove another finger into her ass!" He followed her
instructions and shoved a third finger into my ass.
With his weight across my shoulders, I couldn't move my upper
body, but nothing was holding my hips, and they were gyrating and
humping against his hand. "Oooohhhhh... uunnggghhh... aaahhhhhhh
... fuck me! Do it to me! Do my cunt... my cunt... please!"
The waiter pulled his fingers out of my ass and gave me what I
wanted. Two fingers slipped easily into my wet and very ready
cunt and sank in all the way to his knuckles. When my body began
shuddering in a climax, the men in the audience began yelling,
"She's cumming, Max. The hot bitch is cumming! Pump her cunt
harder!"
Max continued to finger fuck me as 50 people or so watched me
cum. When my orgasm ebbed, he pulled his fingers out and spanked
my ass with his hand over a dozen times until both of my ass
cheeks were beet red, and I was close to another orgasm.
"Make her suck, Max!" two women screamed. The men took up the
chant. "Suck! Suck! Make her suck it! Suck! Suck! Suck!"
Max removed his leg from my shoulders and stood up beside me.
"Take his cock out, Andrea," Karl ordered.
Rising to my knees, I unzipped Max's pants and pulled his hard
cock out. It was thick... maybe seven inches. The precum
running from the tip let me and everyone else know that he was
already close to shooting off. "Suck his cock, Andrea," Karl
whispered in my ear.
When I took his organ in my mouth, Max started moaning. He
held my head and face fucked me. "Take it all, Bitch," several
women called. "Don't you know how to suck a man? Suck all of
it. Down your throat, Honey," some unknown man urged.
Grabbing his ass, I pulled him closer and felt the cock head
slip into my throat. After that, his entire shaft sank into my
mouth. His balls were now slapping my chin on every stroke. Max
began grunting. His hips snapped back and forth. Saliva ran out
of the corners of my mouth.
"Oh Shit! I'm gonna cum!" Max yelled.
I sucked him faster while cupping his balls and prepared to
take his load. But then one of me women screamed, "Pull it out,
Max, and shoot it all over her big tits and face so we can see
you cum!" Others agreed screaming, "CREAM THE BITCH! CREAM THE
BITCH! SHOOT ALL OVER HER!"
Obeying the wishes of the audience, Max pulled his throbbing
cock out of my mouth and shoved me onto my back. He straddled my
chest and growled, "Open your fucking mouth, Slut! Stick that
tongue out! Here it comes, Bitch. Take it!"
I stretched my mouth wide open and extended my tongue just in
time. Max's load pour out of his cock in gushes... some of it
shooting over my head. More pumping over my face and into my
open mouth. He aimed two cum jets at my tits and creamed them.
Before his sex gun was empty, I was covered with semen and sperm.
After Max had finished, Karl showed me to the ladies room so I
could wash all the semen off my body and repair my make up. Of
course, I had to walk through the length of the club naked save
for my heels. Before I got there, my ass, tits, and pussy had
been felt up by several men and some of the women as well.
When I returned, Karl informed me that it was time to leave.
He led me out of the club stark naked.
When we reached the most crowded area of the club, his hand
moved to my ass. "Bend over a little, Andrea, so I can get my
fingers into you." I stopped and bent over right in front of a
middle-aged blonde who moved even closer so she could see Karl's
fingers going into me. He first inserted his thumb into my ass.
"UUNNGGHH!"
"Oh Yeah, Honey! Plug her ass," the blonde urged. "Let me
spread her pussy for you." Without waiting for permission, she
moved beside me, slipped her hand between my thighs, and rubbed
my clit.
"OOOoohhhh mmmmmm.. more... please more," I moaned.
"She's a hot slut," she commented to Karl. "Married too, I
see. They're always the hottest fucks, aren't they," she
grinned. Suddenly her fingers left my clit and spread my labia
wide to give Karl easy access to my vagina. As soon as she had
me spread, three of Karl's fingers hooked into my cunt and moved
to my G-spot, which he rubbed in a slow sensuous motion.
"Both of you... do it to me... please. I'm so fucking close,"
I heard myself begging.
The blonde moved her fingers back onto my clitoris as Karl
worked his in and out of my butt and over my G-spot. My vagina
was pulsing. I couldn't keep from humping my ass back against
Karl's fingers and then forward against the blonde's hand.
"Gather around Boys," the blonde announced. "The hot slut's
gonna cum... very soon. Somebody suck her big tits."
Immediately, two mouths closed over m tits, one male.. one
female. The guy suctioned my nipple into his mouth where he
lashed it with his tongue. The woman bit my nipple as she sucked
it sending waves of erotic pain surging through my tit. The
fingers in my ass and cunt and rubbing my clitoris moved even
faster.
"AAAIIIEEEE!! UN-HUN! UN-HUN! AAGGGAAAAAAA!! I'M CUMMING.
OH FUCKKK! I'M CUMMING!!" I wailed.
My orgasm was still causing my cunt to contract and my clitoris
to throb when Karl led me out into the parking, still naked, his
fingers still buried inside my now throbbing cunt and ass holes.
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Karl drove us to his large condo. Once there, he led me naked
into the lobby and from there up the elevator to his place. I
was about to cum again by the time he unlocked the front door and
directed me to the bedroom.
Sitting on the corner of the bed with my legs spread, I posed
for Karl. "See anything you'd like to fuck, Honey?"
"You delicious hot Slut. I'm going to fuck your brains out
this weekend."
"MMMmmmmm... sounds fantastic, Honey. Let's get started. I'm
in heat!"
As Karl rapidly stripped, I laid back on bed, spread my legs,
and sensuously stroked my wet slit, my engorged clitoris, and my
pulsing hole. �Hurry, Karl! Please! I need your cock in me!" I
moaned.
He climbed onto the bed with me. When he moved toward me, I
jerked my legs up into the air, bent my knees, and spread wide as
my fingers held my cunt open. "Get on me, Stud. Get in me!
Fuck me with that huge cock. Oh god! Hurry! I'm on fire!"
Karl moved between my thighs as I continued to moan and hunch
my pussy against his organ. Fisting his big eight-inch shaft, he
used it like a club... thumping my pussy and then my clit...
again and again. I grunted each time his cock struck me.
"See anything you want up your hot married cunt hole, Honey?"
he teased almost quoting what I had just said to him.
"YOUR COCK! YOUR BIG HARD FUCKING COCK! STICK IT IN
MEEEEEE!!" I howled.
He worked it between my pussy lips and swabbed it up and down
the length of my sex trench. Again, I moaned in hot frustration.
"You son-of-a-bitch! Fuck me! Please! A man's supposed to
fuck a woman's cunt, not torture it."
Karl just leered at me and continued to swab my slit with his
cock head as I wailed and begged. Finally, he centered the big
head at the opening and pushed a half inch of dick into my
vagina. My hips shot up off the bed like I had just received an
electric shock from the thick electrode being inserted into my
cunt.
"GGGHHHAAAAAAAAAAA!" I screamed, totally helpless in my wild
need for cock.
Karl hoisted my feet up onto his shoulders and pressed my legs
back. My cunt was a perfect target for his sex gun.
Desperately, I tried to spread my legs wider... anything to
entice him to fuck me.
Just when I thought he couldn't possibly find any way to
torture me further, he did. His fingers sought out my pulsing,
erect clitoris and rubbed it. My hunched upward... my mouth
stretched open allowing my tongue to loll in circular motions in
the air. "I'm going to cum!" I wailed.
He stopped. Frantically, I tried to hunch my clitoris against
his hands... anything to make me cum. "Oh Please! Oh Please!
Fuck me! Rub my clit! Stick your fingers into my ass!
ANYTHING! Just let me cum! Please!" I begged. A moment later,
I began to cry with frustration. "DAMN YOU! FUCK ME!!" I
screamed.
Karl's hips snapped forward... hard. All eight inches of man
meat raced down my upturned cunt. At the same time, the big cock
head rammed against my womb, his balls slapped against my
asshole, and his pubic bone mashed my throbbing clitoris flat and
then frictioned deliciously over its surface. He ground it into
me. Hard. My clit exploded in hard, spastic contractions.
Juices spurted out of my tightly plugged cunt. I began screaming
as one intense climax after another engulfed my body.
Then, Karl began fucking me. Hard... fast... each stroke
driving my ass deep into the mattress. The sensations of his
thick organ sliding back and forth over my G-spot sent me into
wild convulsions. My asshole was opening and closing with each
contraction of my vagina around his shaft. His sex gun pounded
me as my feet flopped wildly in the air high above his back.
"FIRST LOAD IS GOING IN, ANDREA! TAKE IT, YOU HOT SLUT!"
"Ohhhh fuck yes! SHOOT IT INTO ME, BABY. FILL ME WITH YOUR
BIG LOAD!"
Considering how long I had been teasing Karl, I shouldn't have
been surprised by the size of his load. But I was. It was just
huge. Again and again his thick shaft rammed into me, and each
time, it jerked and pulsed sending a thick, hot stream of spunk
into my throbbing cunt. After the third gush, the load began
spurting out between his cock and my pussy lips and cascading
down my ass and pooling on the bed. With each ejaculation, Karl
grunted like a bull.
"UGH! UGH! UGH! Hot fuck bitch! UGH! UGH! UGH! Take it,
Andrea. Take my load! UGH! UGH! UGH! UGH! UGH! UGH!"
My vagina and clitoris throbbed and pulsed right along with his
erupting dick.
It was more than a minute before Karl's cum gun was shooting
blanks even though his penis was still jerking inside me. "Damn,
Andrea," he gasped. "I don't think I've ever shot a load like
that. You're awesome."
"MMMmmmm... you know just what to say to a girl, Honey. I
loved it too."
We cuddled together. For five minutes, I enjoyed the delicious
sensation of his cock slowly throbbing and occasionally jerking
inside my cum-filled pussy. Then, it began to change. Slowly,
it got harder... longer... thicker... more and more rigid.
"Oh my god! You're getting hard again! It's only been five
minutes since you pumped a monster load into me and you're
getting hard again! You're going to fuck me again, aren't you?"
"What do you think, you hot-cunted, luscious slut. Do you want
me to fuck you again? If you do, squeeze my cock with your
pussy, Andrea."
I squeezed... oh god, did I ever squeeze. As hard as I
could... almost like I was trying to squeeze his next load out of
his balls.
"I'm going to take that as a "yes", Honey. This time, I want
you naked. Totally naked."
We scrambled around on the bed as I unhooked my garter belt and
Karl tore off one of my stockings and one heel. I kicked off the
other heel and pulled off my other stocking. "I'm naked for you,
Lover. Totally naked. How do you want me?"
"On your knees... head on the bed... ass up in the air."
"MMMmmmmm... oh yes! That's my favorite position." I got into
doggie position, spreading my knees apart, and arching my ass as
high as I could. "Is this the way you want me, Karl?" I teased
as I wiggled my ass.
Karl had just gotten onto the bed behind me when my cell phone
rang. "It's probably my husband, Karl. I'm sorry, but I need to
answer this."
"Of course," he nodded with understanding even though his cock
was so hard, I knew he was wild with fuck lust. His eyes never
left my cunt when I opened my cell.
"Hello, Honey."
"Hi, Darling. I was getting worried. It's midnight and you
haven't called."
"I know. I'm sorry. Karl took me out for a late dinner after
we had spent most of the day in negotiations." I looked back and
Karl who was still right behind me on his knees, his eight-inch
hard cock looking like it had grown an extra inch as he stared at
my wet cunt hole. I grinned at him, and first pointed at his
rigid dick and then at my wet cunt. He didn't need an
explanation.
"Well? Did we get the contract?"
"I think so. UUuummmm.... think so. Some things like price,
delivery dates, and so on have to worked out tomorrow."
"Fantastic! I knew you could do it if anyone could. I love
you, Andrea."
"I love you too, Baby. OOOHHHhhhhh god... I love it!
"I'm hard... really hard. I wish you were here so I could fuck
you."
"MMmmmm... tell me how you'd fuck me."
"I'd get you on your back, you hot slut."
"Ooohhhhhh yessss.... with my legs open... ooohhhh god! Fuck
me, Darling. Fuck me hard!"
"You'd scream when I ram my hard cock up your wet cunt!"
"YESSS! RAM THAT COCK, STUD. RAM ME! UGH! UGH! UGH! FUCK
ME! OOHHHH ... MY CUNT IS ABOUT EXPLODE, BABY! FUCK YOUR HOT
SLUT!"
"I'm fucking you!"
"Harder! Fuck my cunt harder, Honey. I'm cumming. I'M
CUMMING ON YOUR BIG COCK... SCREW MEEEEEEEEE!!"
"Me too. I'm shooting ... jacking off and shooting...
aaahhhhhh... fuck... big load... up your cunt, Honey."
"I know... I know... big fuck load is up my cunt... I can feel
it running out of my pussy."
"I liked that, Honey. Not nearly as much as much as if I had
actually been fucking you, but it was good anyway. You sounded
like you liked it too."
"Oh I did, Honey. I loved it!!"
As soon as my husband had hung up, I screamed, "FUCK ME HARDER,
YOU SEXY BASTARD! That was so dirty... so hot... fucking me
while I'm talking to my husband... He thinks I came from the
phone sex... not on your huge dick. But you didn't cum."
"I wouldn't have been able to remain quiet and the bedsprings
would have given us away. But now I'm gonna pump your cunt full
again, Andrea."
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It was 2 AM before we finally fell into an exhausted sleep.
Sometime before morning, I awoke with my legs over a man's
shoulders resting on his back as his tongue stroked deliciously
over my engorged and throbbing clitoris.
"Oh yesss... Lick me, Baby. Make me cum," I moaned still half
asleep but roaring toward a climax nevertheless.
Karl's tongue never stopped until I was grunting as my clit
danced spastically in and out of its protective hood. The
sensation was so intense, I tried to push his head from between
my thighs, but he was just too powerful. All I could do was wail
and scream for him to stop while my hands futilely tried to push
him away. Abruptly, I stopped fighting and started cumming
again... this time even harder than the first time.
While my vagina was still contracting, Karl mounted me and
fucked me missionary. His hips drove my ass deep into the
mattress on every stroke. I came again before he ejaculated
inside my cunt.
We didn't wake up until almost noon. As soon as we did, Karl
used his rigid morning hard-on inside my cunt... this time
pulling out and turning me into doggie position. I wailed half
in pain, half in pleasure when his thick shaft fucked into my
ass.
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We went out to have a late breakfast. After eating, Karl took
me to Victoria's Secret to buy a hot outfit to wear for him that
evening. Then, it was back to his condo and more fucking. I
rode his cock cowgirl until he had made me cum twice. He wanted
to be able to see his cock sinking into my cunt so I turned
around and rode him reverse cowgirl until he couldn't hold it any
longer. Considering that it was his fifth load in the last 12
hours, I was surprised he had any semen left to shoot into me.
But it did a good job of filling me.
That night, I put on the outfit we had bought at Victoria's.
It was an ultra-short denim skirt that just barely covered my
ass. Any slight movement exposed everything. The tight green
top had a plunging neckline that showed off my tits. I wore a
skimpy push-up bra and some nearly transparent pink panties. Of
course, Karl insisted on 4-inch CFM heels.
After dinner in a popular bistro where every man checked out my
tits and nearly exposed ass, Karl took me to hot dance club. He
warned me in advance not to be shocked at what I might see
happening.
"What?" I asked. "Is it a swing club or something?"
"No. It's not a sex club. It's just drinks, video games,
pool, darts, and dancing, but the management encourages erotic
behavior short of actual sex. For that, the customers have to
use the back seats of cars in the parking lot or find a room
somewhere. But don't be surprised if you see some of the women
losing their tops and more."
I grinned. "Is that why you're taking me there?"
"The thought had crossed my mind," Karl admitted with a smile.
I ended up dancing with a eight or nine different men, and
every one of them did his best to get me naked. My top had
vanished after 20 minutes or so. I danced with a black guy who
got me out of my bra. Naturally, Karl wouldn't even consider
leaving.
By 11 PM, my short skirt was gone. Even thought Karl had paid
for it, he didn't seem in the least concerning over the loss.
Once I was down to just my heels and panties, every time I
danced with a guy, I had hands inside my panties stroking my ass
and pussy. A couple of aggressive guys ended up finger fucking
right on the dance floor with several dozen people watching and
urging them on.
Around midnight, Karl took me to the bar and ordered two
drinks. Somehow, I had managed to keep my panties on. Even with
Karl right beside me, several guys were feeling my ass and
rubbing my pussy through my panties. Finally, Karl asked me if I
was ready to leave.
"I've been ready for two hours, Honey. I'm so fucking hot! I
need your cock in me."
"Hey!", one of the guys drinking with us said in a loud voice.
"You're leaving with her before we get a look at her cunt? No
fair. We've been working on getting her naked for three hours."
Several more guys loudly agreed.
"Ok," Karl replied. "You guys do have a point. Since you
brought it up, you get to take off her panties. When they're
off, Andrea will mount the bar, get on her knees, lean over and
let all you horny guys get a good look at her ass and cunt, but
that's as far as it goes. She's my date. And she's married
too."
The guy didn't need to be invited twice. He had my panties off
in a flash. With Karl's help, he boosted me up onto the bar
where I got into doggie position with my cunt and ass aimed right
at the guys and women around the bar.
Once up on the bar, I wiggled and humped my ass seductively,
but for some reason, the men all seemed hesitant to touch me...
probably because Karl is a pretty big guy and he was standing
right beside the bar. The women, however, weren't intimidated by
Karl. One of them pulled my pussy open and asked in a loud
voice, "Any of you guys see a hot hole you'd like to stick your
dick in?"
That question brought a huge response from the men. I was sure
that all of them, like oil men, were more than just a little
interested in sinking a shaft.
Another woman felt up my dangling tits. "Tell the guys how big
these milkers are, Honey. They're all dying to know."
"36D," I responded as the woman tugged and pulled at my nipples
until they were both rock hard.
"Any of you guys thirsty?" she screamed. "You ought to be able
to get a drink out of these huge jugs." More men yelled their
agreement.
"Of course, tits don't produce any milk until the bitch is
knocked up. Any one interesting in knocking her up so we can
have a drink?" This brought wild, uncontrolled shouting from the
men.
"A third women moved beside and pulled open my ass. "Aren't
any of you guys ass men? Look at this hot ass? And scope out
that sexy asshole on her. See how it's been stretched. She's
had cock in there recently, and a very big cock at that."
Turning to Karl, she asked, "Yours?"
"I've got 8 inches that will fit nicely into her asshole!" some
guy screamed. Another guy offered me nine inches of dick.
Another said he had 10. I was certain that I was going to be
gang fucked, but Karl again intervened. "That's it, Guys.
Andrea and I have some hot business we need to see to. Maybe
another time."
The groans of disappointment echoed all around the bar. Karl
pulled me off the bar and marched me, stark naked, through the
club, out into the parking lot, and into his car. A moment
later, I was bent over sucking his cock as he drove toward the
condo. He fucked me four times that night.
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A & B Solutions, Inc.:
The contract that Andrea had secured with Morgan Brothers
Electronics, Inc. had been a huge boost to the development of A &
B Solutions, Inc. They now employed three additional computer
engineers in the department headed by Bryan. Andrea had a
secretary to keep track of her business appointments, and the
corporation had hired an accountant and bookkeeper.
Nevertheless, they still were not making enough profit for
Andrea and Bryan to move into the big time. Andrea continued to
bring in contracts, some quite large, but what they needed...
desperately needed... was a large, mega client. Once they got
the first one, others would follow quickly, but making the
breakthrough to obtain the first one was elusive. After two
years, they had not succeeded.
It was late one afternoon when Andrea got a phone call from
Barbara Daniels. "Hi Honey. It's me, Barbara, your slutty
roommate. Remember me?"
"Oh hell yes. Is every thing Ok?"
"Things are great... just got a small problem, and I know that
you still have a big problem trying to get a mega client. If you
help me solve my problem, I can help you solve yours, I think.
No promises, but I think I can. Interested?"
"Hell yes! What do you need?"
"Let's meet for lunch, and I'll tell you. Don't tell Bryan in
case you want to turn down my suggestion."
The next afternoon both women were in a private booth at
"Jeanine's Place", which was an upscale, discreet cafe where
women could meet privately with other women or with lovers.
Husbands were not welcome at "Jeanine's Place".
"So, what's up, Barbara? What's your problem and how are you
going to solve mine?"
"Which do you want me to tell you first?"
"Let's start with how you're going to help Bryan and I get a
big client for our corporation."
"Ok. Have you ever heard of Mannheim Industries, Inc.?"
"Of course. They're a giant conglomerate. Factories all over
the map. They specialize in heavy manufacturing, fabrication,
heavy construction equipment, and probably a bunch of other
things. Why?"
"Do you know who owns it?"
"No. Who?"
"His name is Baron Dietz von Mannheim. Rich... big time rich.
Mega rich!! I'm talking many billions. His father, Baron Konrad
Mannheim, died suddenly of a heart attack a year ago. So Dietz
now owns the corporation. He's 35 years old or so. He's also a
handsome, rugged guy who has used his wealth to enjoy his hobby
to the fullest."
"So? How does all this information help?"
"Well, I have insider information that Dietz von Mannheim is
very dissatisfied with the job being done by the corporation
doing software and hardware management for Mannheim Industries.
They are not going to renew their contract and are, therefore, in
the market for a great company to take their place. To pick one,
they are going to select three or four companies, allow them to
manage the software for one of their factories for a month and
then make the selection on the basis of who does the best job
plus other considerations."
"I don't think we're big enough to handle that job."
"Not yet, but Dietz is willing to advance the funds needed to
expand the corporation he selects. The loan will be paid off
from the payments from Mannheim Industries. That takes care of
size. I know a guy who knows a guy who can arrange to have A & B
Solutions, Inc. be one of the three or four companies given a
chance to compete. That's really all you need. Bryan can take
care of the innovative software solutions better than anyone, and
you can handle the rest."
"The rest?"
"Dietz�s hobby is women... specifically beautiful women... more
specifically, since he doesn't want to get married... beautiful,
married women. Get the picture?"
"Vividly! Now what problem do I have to help you solve to get
you to talk to the guy who knows a guy to get us in the front
door?"
"My renewal contract with Morgan Brothers Electronics comes up
for negotiation in two weeks. As usual, it will be a weekend
date. By the way, Karl says you're fantastic in bed."
"Ok. So what's the problem?"
"For this renewal, he wants me to be the entertainment for
several of his clients during the weekend date. In fact, the
entertainment is the weekend's entire activity."
"Well, I know you've pulled trains before, Honey. That
shouldn't present a problem."
"But it does. Karl says there will be 10 to 15 guys since
there are three or four companies involved. He wants two women.
Me and you, specifically. How about it? Help me out? It will
be fun. You know that, and maybe you can solve your big problem
in the process."
"I haven't pulled a train since college, Barbara. Besides with
that many guys, someone might recognize me."
"Honey, it's like riding a bicycle. Once you've done it, you
don't forget how. And I intend to dye my hair and change my
makeup. No one will recognize you or me."
"Ok. That's an idea. I can change my hair color, make up and
so forth. And if I do forget how to pull a train, I'm sure
you'll give me some clues. I'll tell Bryan that I have three new
potential clients to meet that weekend. We leave on Friday and
return when?"
"Sunday evening. Unless they want to spend Sunday night
fucking us for a third night.
"Just two of us or does Karl plan on having some more women
available for his clients?"
"As far as I know, it's just you and I. So with a dozen or
more guys, I think we'll be tripled teamed a lot. Ok?"
"MMmmmm... that's one bad thing about being married to a great
guy."
"What's that?"
"A husband just has one cock, and a woman has three holes and
two hands."
"No wonder Karl wants you. You are one sexy, beautiful slut."
"Thank you, Barbara. But don't tell my husband. Ok?"
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As it turned out, Bryan didn't even think to question me when I
told him I had three new contacts that I wanted to visit this
coming weekend. "I think it's a long shot with two of them, but
we might get lucky. Can't tell, but we won't get lucky if we
don't try," I had told him.
"You're right. I'm just amazed at how fantastically well you
do the job of attracting clients to A & B Solutions, Inc. We
wouldn't even have a corporation if it weren't for you, Andrea."
"We certainly wouldn't have one if it weren't for you, Honey.
I wouldn't have any solutions to sell. You're Ok with my being
gone the whole weekend?"
"Sure. Just call me a couple of times so I know you're Ok."
"Right," I teased. "You just like having phone sex with me."
"Yeah. I do. It's kinky and erotic to do it with my wife."
"Ok, Baby. I promise to call you and make sure you get off big
time. Just remember, Honey, I charge $2 a minute so have your
credit card ready."
"Sexy Bitch," my husband said with a grin. It made my pussy
tingle.
"Hot Stud."
"I'm hard right now."
"I'm wet right now."
"Let's fuck!"
I pulled up my skirt, yanked down my panties, leaned back on
the couch, jerked my legs into female fucking position, and
hissed, "STICK IT IN ME, STUD!"
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The party was just as wildly erotic as Barbara and I imagined
it would be. I started out with black hair, changed to a redhead
on Saturday, and then finished the weekend as a blonde. Some of
the guys didn't even recognize me from the previous evening. I
didn't tell them because they were all pleased to be fucking a
different, new, married woman. Barbara dyed her hair dark black
and stayed that way for the entire weekend.
Karl had rented the penthouse suite in the Marriott Inn and
that's where Barbara and I stayed for the entire three nights we
were in town. As it turned out, there were 15 total guys just as
Barbara had said, but not 15 every one of the three nights. On
Friday, there were eight men at the party. On Saturday, three of
them had left to be replaced for four others... so we serviced
nine randy men that evening. On the last night, three more of
the original men had departed and three more had arrived... so
again, nine men fucked us. Most of them had us twice.
Of course, Karl spent each day with us. He had demanded that
we both sleep in the same king-sized bed. We were always still
asleep when he arrived around 11 AM, but we both woke up quickly
when he started fucking us. After banging us, we all went out
for a late brunch. Then, it was back to the penthouse to watch
the video of the previous night's party while Karl fucked us both
several times. Dinner was at 7 PM. At 9 PM, Karl would bring
his guests to the Penthouse where Barbara and I were dressed hot
and ready for them.
On the first evening, we greeted Karl's guests wearing
off-the-shoulder dresses with side slits that exposed our thighs
all the way up to our butts. When the men arrived, we were both
seated side-by-side on a desk with our legs crossed. Karl
introduced us, and after doing that, he got the party started by
pulling our dresses down and exposing our tits.
Once Karl had exposed our tits, the men didn't need any more
encouragement or directions. We had both lost our panties in
less than five minutes. For the first part of the party, the men
allowed us to keep our dresses on. Of course, they were usually
bunched around our waists so that they weren't covering anything.
It didn't take long for two of the men to get me on one of the
beds. One guy straddled my shoulders and fed his cock into my
mouth while I jacked off the second man. It only took the man
using my mouth five minutes to shoot off. When he pulled out,
the man I had been jacking off replaced him.
After a short while, the party became a blur of sexual
activities, intense orgasms surging through my pussy, hard cocks
thrusting and shooting, and multiple combinations and positions.
Again and again, the men unloaded in one of our holes as we both
had multiple orgasms on their cocks and tongues.
At one point, I was straddling Barbara's face while she licked
my clit at the same time as a guy with a thick cock was fucking
her. He was giving it to her so hard, she couldn't keep her
tongue on my clit long enough to make me cum. But it was
incredible erotic anyway.
With eight randy men all trying to find one of our holes to
fuck, I wasn't allowed to stay with Barbara very long. Three of
the men lifted me off of her face and put me on a desk on my
back. After shoving my dress up around my waist, one of them
nailed his cock into my cunt and fucked me hard and fast. The
other two men were playing with my tits as I stroked their cocks.
As soon as the man inside my vagina ejaculated, he was replaced
by one of the other men.
About a half hour later, after all three of the men had fucked
me, I saw Barbara being screwed by a guy with a really thick
dick. He had her bent over on the bed where he was ramming his
dick in and out of her like he was driving railway spikes. She
grunted every time his big cock thudded against the bottom of her
vagina. When I stroked her ass, I felt her body shuddering
uncontrollably as she climaxed around his cock.
By 10 PM, all eight men had arrived and three of them had
Barbara on her back on the seat of one of the large lounge
chairs. Her legs extended up the back of the chair as one of
naked men straddled her face and fed his cock into her open
mouth. She was jacking off two other men.
At midnight, Barbara was sucking the thick shaft of man lying
on a bed. Before she could get him off, two guys carried me
over to the bed, spread my legs open and told Barbara to stick
the guy's cock up my cunt.
"Bring her closer," Barbara instructed. "I can't get this big
fuck gun into her cunt unless you move her over here." The men
muscled me closer and held my legs apart as Barbara fitted the
dick into my wet, cum-filled hole. As soon as the head was
inside me, the man thrust his hips upward sinking about six
inches of cock into me. Once he had it buried, the two men
lifted me up and down on his shaft while one of them rubbed my
clit. I came hard in just a few minutes. It took a little
longer for the guy I was riding to pump in his load.
By 2:30 AM, neither Barbara nor I could manage to suck any of
the men hard again. That being the definition of the end of an
orgy, all the guys began to dress and one-by-one staggered out of
our penthouse heading for their own hotel rooms and some much
needed sleep. Barbara and I had a big advantage over the men.
We were already in our hotel room and since we both slept naked,
we were already ready for bed.
It was nearly noon, when I felt the bed shaking. Gradually, I
became aware of the world around me and saw that Karl was fucking
Barbara with hard, deep strokes. He was mounted her in
missionary position with his hands beneath her ass to elevate her
pussy into fucking position. Barbara's knees were bent and her
bare feet were flailing the air above Karl's pumping ass. I
began rubbing my clit as he screwed her.
Barbara climaxed when Karl shoved two fingers into her ass,
drove his cock all the way into her pussy, and ground his pubic
bone hard against her clitoris. He looked over and watched me
masturbate as Barbara howled in orgasm.
Rolling off her shuddering body onto his back, he looked at
me... at my wet cunt... and said, "Mount it!"
Throwing one of my legs across his hips, I tried to get his
rigid cock into position to penetrate me, but he was so hard and
rigid, I was having trouble. Then I felt Barbara's hand on my
ass guiding me into position. When she had my opening positioned
over Karl's cock head, she slotted him into me and pushed my hips
down. The thick shaft stretched me opened and sliced into my
hole.
"OOOHHHHHHHH... MMMmmmmmmm... big... so fucking big!" I moaned.
Karl grasped my hips and drove his dick in deep.
"AAAGGGGAAAAAAA!! He began fucking me with hard, driving
strokes.
"UN-HUH! AAEEEE! AH! AH! UN-HUH! AAEEEE! AH! AH!"
"Fuck the hot bitch, Honey. Make her cum. Bang her cunt,
Lover," Barbara urged as she stroked his balls and pushed two
fingers in and out of my ass.
Karl began ejaculating in me a few minutes later. Having
already fucked Barbara to a huge climax, he wasn't able to hold
out much longer inside my throbbing cunt. It didn�t' matter. I
came when he did.
After brunch, Karl took us back to the penthouse, fucked us
both again, and then left after reminding us to be ready for the
party at 8:30 PM. He told us that there would be nine men
tonight.
We both took long naps that afternoon. At 4 PM, I got up,
bathed, dyed my hair a dark red, and did my make up using
matching red lip gloss. When I finished, I hardly recognized
myself. I was sure none of the men would either.
We ate dinner at 6 PM in the Marriott restaurant. At 7:45 PM,
we were back in the room waiting for the men to arrive.
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Karl later told us that some of the men were so anxious to get
at us that they wanted to move the party's starting time up to 8
PM. However, they were told that wasn't possible as we might not
be ready. So, at 8:30 on the dot, the door to our penthouse
apartment opened, and Karl led nine men into the lavish sitting
room. Three of the new guys were black.
We greeted our guests in typically whorish fashion. Barbara
was essentially naked. All she wore was her five-inch, black
stiletto heels and some black ribbons. One of them circled her
neck, descended between her big tits and circled beneath them
coming together in back. Another black ribbon was around her
waist with a second ribbon tied to it that was stretched between
her thighs. It was intended to partially cover her cunt, but
Barbara had it pulled aside when the men arrived. She was
squatting in front of one of the couches with her knees steepled
and wide open. To add another measure of sensuality, she had the
tips of two fingers inside her ass.
I was slightly more dressed than Barbara with a full, black bra
that covered over half of my tits, a silver necklace, and black
stilettos that were a spot-on match to Barbara's. Although my
body was slightly more covered, my posture was more obscene than
Barbara's. Instead of squatting with my legs wide open, I was
lying on a white couch with my legs bent and pulled back. I was
spread so wide my knees were several inches outside of my tits.
I had lubed my cunt and ass holes earlier and both wet holes were
fully exposed to the men.
Every man had a massive hard-on that tented his pants. Five of
them had partied with us on Friday night, but I could tell from
their expressions that they failed to recognize us. All five
thought they would be fucking new pussies, which probably got
then even harder. After introducing the four new men, Karl told
everyone to have a good time, and left.
The nine randy studs wasted no time. Two of them got Barbara
up on the couch and spread her legs with one up on the back of
the couch, the other splayed to the side. One of the men mounted
her and drove a six-inch, iron-hard cock into her cunt. The
second man knelt with his knees to the sides of her head and
thrust his organ into her open mouth.
I wasn't the least surprised when three men pulled me off the
couch and stripped off my bra and necklace leaving me in just the
five-inch CFM heels. In moments, they had me kneeling on the
floor with five naked men with five throbbing, rigid erections
surrounding me.
One of men pushed his cock into my open mouth. I took four
inches of his seven, which didn't satisfy him. Grabbing the back
of my head, he snapped his hips forward forcing my mouth to open
wider. A second thrust sent all seven inches into my mouth with
three inches sliding down my throat.
The other four men crowded around me. Both of my hands closed
around throbbing erections. That left two cocks unattended. The
men began stroking their dicks waiting for an opening to get into
me.
Not wanting to play favorites, I switched from one cock to
another, deep throating each in turn as my hands found two new
cocks. The men were all thrusting wildly pumping their throbbing
erections through my hands or down my throat.
On the other side of the room, I saw Barbara was still on the
same couch, but the two men who had been fucking her had
apparently both cum and had now been replaced with a
powerful-looking, sexy black stud. He was mounted on her in
missionary position with her legs shoved up and back, one against
her tits, the other even further back. His body was elevated
above Barbara's so I could see his massive cock being drilled
into her asshole. Every time the ebony shaft disappeared into
her hole, she hissed with pleasure. When his entire shaft was
buried, she grunted and squealed. I was watching when a powerful
orgasm shook her body.
After the black stud had unloaded inside her ass, his place was
taken by four men. One man got on his back and slid his body
beneath Barbara's. Once there, he rammed his erection into her
pussy while one of the other men pushed his dick into her ass.
"UUGGHHH! GGAAHHHAAA! OOOoohhhh! You're fucking the shit out
of meeeeeee!" she howled as the two cocks plunged in and out of
her cunt and ass holes. When she opened her mouth to scream
again, another cock was thrust deep into her throat. The three
men now pumped all of her holes while the fourth man watched and
jacked off.
The five guys got very tired of having two of them left out of
the action. One of them laid down on the floor, his cock jetting
upward like a pike. Two of the men lifted me and deposited my
cunt right on it. When they released my body, my own weight
impaled my pussy on the guy's sex spike. "OOhhhhh gawd damn!
Big cock... aahhhhhhhhh... yessss... fuck with it, Stud!" I
howled at the same time as a second man mounted my hips, pressed
his dick against my ass hole, and pushed inside.
"UUNNGGHHH!! FUCK! ASS AND CUNT!! GIVE IT TO ME!"
They did. I wailed and 14 inches of man meat pumped my holes.
I made the same mistake as Barbara had made. As soon as my mouth
opened, a cock entered and pushed all the way into my throat,
which effectively silenced my wild screams, but not my orgasm.
The three cocks rammed me fiercely. In just moments, my cunt
contracted around the plunging dick. A moment later my ass hole
was throbbing about the cock buried it in my colon. With my
mouth totally plugged with cock, all I could do was whine and
groan as I came. The other two men pressed their cocks into my
hands. I started jacking them off as I came a second time.
The guy inside my ass suddenly exploded ejaculating copious,
thick streams of semen into my colon. He pulled out and one of
the guys I was jacking off moved quickly to mount me and fill my
vacated ass. As stretched open as I was, he sank all the way to
his balls on the first thrust.
I came four times before all five men had shot off and moved to
the bar to refresh themselves with a drink. I was left sprawled
on the floor, my legs gaping, with thick streams of cum flowing
out of my vagina and ass. Even more dripped off my chin when I
had been unable to swallow all of it.
I could hear Barbara howling in the bedroom. When I entered, I
saw her being doubled fucked by two of the black guys. Their big
pricks slammed into her ass and cunt in perfect rhythm... one
in... one out... back and forth. Barbara was cumming. Her mouth
was wide open, her eyes clenched shut, her tongue out as her body
vibrated in orgasm. I could see long strands of previously
deposited cum being forced out of her holes as the black studs
fucked her.
While I watched, the guy in Barbara's ass grunted and shot off.
I couldn't tell if she came again or if she was still cumming
from her previous orgasm. The man on her butt pull his dick out
and fell away. A white cock immediately took its place.
The man in her pussy was the next to cum. I could see his
buttocks flexing as he unloaded.
By midnight, all nine men had fucked me at least once. Some
had had me more than that, but I couldn't keep track of how many
times each guy had screwed me. Barbara kept better records than
I did. Four of the men had banged her once, three others twice,
and two guys had fucked her three times.
Since the guys were now having trouble getting erections having
cum so many times, a couple of them asked me if I ever squirted.
"Sometimes, not always. I almost always squirt when my clit is
licked and vibrated to an orgasm."
Once I told them that, they had to see it for themselves.
Three of them put me on a leather sofa and started taking turns
licking and rubbing my clit. It didn't take me long to begin
wildly humping my ass upward against their tongues and fingers as
I approached orgasm. But they stopped, not allowing me to cum.
After letting my excitement ebb slightly, they started again
until once more I was right on the edge. Again they stopped. I
was screaming at them to let me cum. They ignored me. Finally,
I began to beg them to finish me.
"Ohhhhh god. I can't stand this. Please... let me cum, you
bastards! FINISH ME... PLEASE! FINISH ME!!"
Barbara knew what they were trying to do so she brought in an
electric vibrator with a big knob on the end that would make any
woman explode if pressed against her clit. In my present state,
I knew it was not only make me cum, it was going to make me
ejaculate explosively.
"Here, Guys. Turn this thing on the high setting and press it
right on her clit. Move it back and forth and watch what
happens," she told them.
One of the men followed Barbara's directions perfectly. As
soon as vibe was mashed against my already highly excited,
pulsing, engorged, and fully erect clit, every vaginal muscle
contracted in an intense spasm. The pussy convulsed and I
squirted explosively, my juices spewing out in a fan-shaped gush
that fired four feet into the air. The guy who had been pressing
the vibe against my clit caught the cum blast full in the face.
He dropped the vibe and staggered backwards. The other two men
were splattered but not nearly as much as stud with the vibrator.
The party lasted until nearly 3 AM. At the very end, I was
being double fucked. One of the men held my leg hooked over his
arm with his cock up my cunt. A second man behind me had his
dick inside my ass. I was jacking off two more of the men and
had my bare foot on a third. As my body was jarred back and
forth by the plunging cocks, it was hard for me to concentrate on
pleasuring the cocks in my hands.
In the bedroom, I could hear Barbara howling in repeated
orgasms as cocks pumped in and out of her holes. Three men were
triple fucking her while she jacked off two more.
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The next morning, Karl again let himself into the penthouse
suite, undressed, and got into bed with Barbara and me. This
time, however, he decided to fuck me first and make Barbara wait
as I had had to do the previous morning.
Karl got me up on my knees so he could fuck me from behind. I
spread my knees and waited, but not for long. His big, thick
cock separated my lips and the head pushed inside me.
"OOoohhhhh... that feels good, Honey. Fuck me good," I hissed.
He drove five inches into my cunt stretching me as his shaft
sank deeper and deeper. Pulling it out, Karl stared at my gaping
hole, and then rammed it back in. This time, all eight and a
half inches of cock socked into me, thudding with masculine
authority into my womb. The lusciously hot feeling of cunt
surrounding his dick made him grunt with pleasure.
As fate would have it, Bryan again chose that moment to call me
on my cell phone. But this time, it was different. For one
thing, Karl was already fucking me like a stallion. For another,
I was halfway to an orgasm. Finally, Bryan wanted to try
something new.
Karl slowed his strokes so my husband wouldn't hear the slap of
our bodies as we fucked. When I thought I had my voice under
control, I asked my husband if he wanted to do phone sex again.
"We can," he replied. "To tell the truth, Honey, I've been
masturbating every since you left. I think I've cum six times in
the last two days."
"Really? What got you so hot? You see a sexy woman you wanted
to fuck?"
"No. I've been thinking about you by yourself in a hotel room
meeting with all those male clients. Do you ever get hot for
them?"
"Sure. Just like you get turned on by sexy women,
good-looking, virile studs turn me on."
"Do you... have you ever fucked one of them?"
I was silent for a brief moment both surprised and very
excited. My sexy husband had been thinking about other men
fucking me and had gotten so turned on and excited that he
couldn't resist jacking off ... not once, or twice, or three
times, but six times! God! My cunt began to throb around Karl's
dick that was still moving slowly in and out of me. But it
wasn't his dick that was making me throb; it was my sexy husband
and his excitement over the thought of another man fucking me.
Finally I answered, "Would you like for me to fuck another man,
Honey? Let him sink his big cock into your wife's cunt hole...
and maybe her ass hole too?"
The only response I got was a deep moan. "How do you picture
him fucking me when you jack off, Darling?"
Another moan... deeper this time. Finally: "Usually doggy
with your ass high and him behind you holding your hips and
really ramming it in deep."
"Oh, that's erotic. Does that make you cum when you think
about that?"
More moans and then, "Yes.. six times in the last two days."
"Are you hard right now?"
"Oh god yes. Are you mad? Furious? It's just a wild fantasy
I've been having with you out of town so much."
"Of course, I'm not mad. Just the opposite. It's such a hot
fantasy, it has me wet and hot." I looked over my shoulder at
Karl, covered the mouthpiece of the phone, and whispered, "Fuck
me faster, Honey. Go ahead and cum in me, but don't say a word
or make a sound."
"Do you fantasize that it's one man fucking me or a lot of
men?"
"A lot of men... different men, each one fucking you several
times."
"You're jacking off again, aren't you?"
"Yes... I can't help it."
"Neither can I. I'm rubbing my clit, and I'm on my hands and
knees in doggy position. My knees are spread and my cunt is in
position for a man to fuck me." The bed was now squeaking as
Karl steadily pumped his cock back and forth in my vagina. Each
stroke banged into my cervix causing me to grunt passionately.
"My god, Andrea, it sounds like you're really being fucked
right now. I can hear the bed squeaking and you moaning and
grunting. Is someone fucking you?"
"No... I just rocking back and forth as I rub my clit
pretending some big-cocked stud is fucking me, and I can't keep
from grunting and moaning when I rub my clit... I'm about to cum,
Darling... for real. Does it turn you on to imagine that some
guy really has his cock in your wife's cunt... fucking her...
getting ready to shoot his cum load into her fertile pussy."
"Oh hell yes! I can't remember a fantasy ever turning me on
like this. Is the guy's cock big... really big?"
"Ooohhhh god yes. It's stretching meeee... ooohhhh god...
every time he fucks it into my cunt, it stretches me. He's
big... bigger than you... by about a full inch of thick meat."
"He's thick?"
"Very... thicker than you. Aaahhh fuck... he's really fucking
me hard now, Honey. Holding your wife's hips and ramming that
big cock of his into her cunt. UUgghhhh.... He say's he's about
to cum in my fertile cunt, Baby."
"Fertile. Aren't you taking your birth control pills?"
"No... he won't let me take them. He wants to fuck my
unprotected pussy, Honey. I'm sorry, but I want his big cock in
me and he won't fuck me if I'm taking the pill."
"I'M GONNA CUM... OH SHIT. JACKING OFF... GONNA CUM, ANDREA..
AAAHHHH... FUCKKKK.... CUMMING!! SHOOTING IT!! NOW!!!"
"Oh yeah, Darling shoot your load. My lovers shooting his...
right NOW!! OOOOhhhhh... He's making me cummm.... uuuummm
ooohhhh fuckkk... he's making your wife cum, Honey...
AAAaahhhhh... What a cock! What a load! I so fucking full of
his cum, Honey."
For several minutes, the only sounds on the phone were those of
our breathing. Karl had pulled his cock out of my cunt after
pumping my hole full of his load. He now had Barbara over on the
couch cleaning his cock with her mouth and sucking him hard
again. I was breathing as hard as my husband.
"That was fantastic, Andrea. I loved that fantasy. Did you
really like it or did it upset you?"
"I was surprised, but I loved it too. We'll have to make this
a regular part of our love making, Darling. I'll be home early
tomorrow morning. I have some great news about contracts, but
you'll have to wait until tomorrow to find out. Love you."
"I love you too, Honey. Can't wait to get you in bed."
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The party that night was a repeat of the ones the previous two
nights. Three of the men had to leave, but two new guys showed
up so Barbara and I fucked eight men on Sunday evening. Since we
had a 10 AM flight, the party ended at midnight.
Karl arrived Monday morning at 7 AM. After fucking us, we
packed our bags, and then took a shower together. Of course,
Karl ended up bending both of us over and fucking us a second
time. After breakfast, he drove us to the airport.
On the flight home, Barbara gave me all the details about the
trial and interview with Mannheim Industries, Inc. Her friend
had secured us a place in the competition. We even had the name
and location of the industrial complex for which Bryan would be
handling all the software and hardware development and
maintenance during the trial period of one month. After that, we
were scheduled for a one-week interview that would take place on
Dietz von Mannheim's private, luxury yacht. At the end of the
interview, we would find out if we were going to become
multi-millionaires running the huge A & B Solutions, Inc
corporation or not.
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On-Site Interview:
I wasn't the least surprised when Bryan had difficulty
believing that we actually had a chance to win the contract to
provide all software and hardware development and maintenance for
Mannheim Industries, Inc.
"But that a monster corporation, Andrea. We don't have nearly
enough resources to handle that job," he protested.
"Not yet, but the terms of the contract will provide
interest-free loans of several million to expand our facilities
with repayment being deducted from the quarterly fees paid to us
by Mannheim Industries."
"Unbelievable. Just out of this world fantastic. How in hell
did you manage this, Andrea?"
"That's what I was doing this past weekend... winning this
chance for us. I didn't want to tell you in advance because if
we didn't get invited to compete, I didn't want you to be
disappointed. Are you mad at me?"
"Mad? Mad at the sexiest, most beautiful, talented, and
brilliant wife any man ever had? Not on any day you'll ever live
to see, Andrea. But I need to know if you were grossed out and
angry over my fantasies of other men fucking you. I guess that's
really pretty terrible."
"Terrible. No way, Baby. I love having a brilliant, sexy,
kinky, big-cocked stud for a husband. I loved your fantasy. I'm
so pleased that you trusted me enough to tell me."
"Good. I was really nervous. I was afraid you'd want a
divorce."
"Not on any day you'll ever live to see, Bryan."
My husband smiled at my repetition of his words. "Tell me
again what we have to do to get this contract?"
Once more I explained that he would be handling all the
technical software and hardware development and maintenance for
one of the Mannheim manufacturing plants for one month. After
that, the Mannheim management would examine the performance of
the four competitors and make a recommendation to Baron Dietz von
Mannheim. The highest ranked competitor would then be invited on
a one-week cruise on Dietz's private ocean-going yacht after
which he would make the final decision
"All right," Bryan replied after considering what I had told
him. "I think I understand. Frankly, I'm sure we can win the
competition. My innovations and skill in the area just can't be
matched by anyone else I even seen. The only thing I don't
understand is why is there a need for a one-week cruise with
Baron Mannheim if we've already won the competition?"
"I'm not certain, but Baron Mannheim is a bachelor and Barbara
Daniels tells me that his hobby is sexy, beautiful married women.
She's already warned me that I can expect him to hit on me
during the cruise. It may be something entirely different, but
my best guess is that he wants to see us personally, and he wants
to try to get your wife in bed. If we can't handle that, we
should probably withdraw from consideration. Shall we?"
"I want to be a multi-millionaire with a huge corporation. How
about you, Honey?"
"Me too. How do you feel about the Baron hitting on your
wife?"
"I told you my fantasies over the phone, Honey. I'll probably
adding the cruise to my fantasies from now on."
"I know... so will I. But it won't just be a fantasy, Honey,
if Dietz really does hit on me. He'll want to fuck me...
probably several times during the cruise. Do I let him or not?"
"Let's cross that bridge when we come to it. Right now, it
seems so incredibly sexy and we get to be multi-millionaires as a
bonus. But let's wait until the cruise to decide."
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The next month went by quickly, but I hardly got to spend any
time at all with my husband. He was working 12 to 13 hours a day
at the industrial complex that had been assigned to A & B
Solutions, Inc. During the month, Bryan completely revamped the
accounting software to make it more efficient and introduce
numerous crosschecks to eliminate errors and outright fraud. He
also prepared an entirely new line of java-coded websites to
advertise the products being manufactured at the plant. These
were designed according to my specifications and ideas. The
combination of his programming genius and my eye and feel for
advertising made the sites an near instant success. Sales rose
dramatically.
During the last week, Bryan introduced personal web pages for
each of the employees at the complex. They each had significant
control over the pages' content and could change it frequently.
The pages themselves were beautiful and an instant hit with the
personnel. Morale at the complex rose higher than it had ever
been.
The recommendations from the management at the complex as well
as those from the Mannheim Industries Review Committee were
glowing in their praise. Bryan was very nervous as we awaited
the decision as to which of the competitors would be invited for
the personal interview on the Baron's private yacht. However, I
was totally confident that none of our competitors could match
the excellence of my husband's programming and software
development skills, and none were going to match mine in
advertising and marketing.
Three days after completion of the month-long trial, Bryan and
I were invited to join Baron Dietz von Mannheim on his yacht for
a week-long personal interview.
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Bryan and I flew first-class to Miami on Friday where the
Manfried, Dietz's ocean-going yacht, was scheduled to disembark
at noon the next day. There was a suite reserved for us at the
Miami Hilton for the night. We arrived at the Hilton around 6
PM. At 8 PM, I was waiting patiently for my husband to get
dressed and take me out for an evening of dining and dancing.
When he emerged from the bedroom wearing an attractive sports
jacket and slacks with an expensive matching silk shirt and tie,
he did a double take when he saw me waiting by the large double
doors to our suite. I loved it. No one could make me glow with
female pleasure like my sexy husband when he's stunned by my
appearance.
"Jezzz! You look delicious. Why don't I just eat you, and we
can forget about dinner?" he said as he leered at my legs that
were exposed my short skirt and enhanced by my four-inch heels.
He also liked my halter top with its bare midriff and plunging
neckline that allowed both of my tits to bulge out the sides as
well as showing off a lot of cleavage.
"Down, Boy. Dinner first... then dancing... then you can eat
me as much as you like, Lover."
"Don't you want something to eat too?" he grinned.
"Maybe... maybe not. It depends on how well my hot date treats
me tonight."
As it turned out, Bryan had selected an outstanding French
restaurant for dinner followed by a sexy club for after-dinner
drinks and dancing. When he had me on the dance floor, his hands
were all over my ass and my tits. All the men and couples who
were watching him feel me up, knew without a doubt that Bryan was
my lover, and that I was cheating on my husband. He had me so
hot, I was panting as my body shuddered.
When we were seated at our table, his hand never stopped
exploring beneath my skirt. By the time we left, my panties had
been pulled aside, and I had already had an orgasm as my sexy
husband finger fucked me in public. When I had told him that the
two men at the table across the aisle were watching him fingering
me, he had leaned closer and whispered, "Good. Spread your legs
wider. I'm going to make you cum." I did... and then he did.
By the time the cab delivered us to the entrance to the Hilton
around 11 PM, I was climbing the walls in heat. As soon as we
were back in our suite, I pulled off my top and almost tore the
skirt in my frenzy to get it off. I waited until I was on the
bed before I raised my legs and pulled off my panties.
Seeing me in a heated frenzy, Bryan tortured me taking his time
removing his clothes while I writhed on the bed. There was no
way I could keep my hands off my pussy and clitoris.
"Stop that," Bryan ordered. "That's my job."
"Then damn you, get over here and do your job. I'm so hot, I
feel like I may burst into flames."
I came with ten seconds after Bryan's mouth pressed against my
pussy and his tongue started working on my engorged and throbbing
clit. Bryan fucked and sucked me until past 2 AM putting two
loads into my convulsing vagina and another load inside my ass. I
also sucked him off and swallowed his load when it fired down my
throat. I must have had 15 or more orgasms.
---------------------------------------------------
The next morning, I dressed in the first of the outfits I had
purchased for the explicit purpose of exciting Baron Mannheim.
The skirt was a light blue with a matching jacket. The blouse
was black with red designs. It fit me like a glove and just
barely covered my nipples. When the jacket was buttoned, it did
nothing to conceal my cleavage. My platform, four-inch heels
were erotic. In addition, I had my hair done earlier that
morning in the Hilton's salon in a sophisticated and exotic updo.
I thought I looked hot. Bryan agreed, but the important
question was would Dietz von Mannheim agree?
"How do I look, Honey? Too much? Too little? What? We want
the Baron panting but not thinking that your wife is a whorish
slut... even if she is."
"Unbelievable! Just fucking unbelievable! If that outfit
doesn't get the good Baron's royal cock hard as stone, we need to
buy him some viagra or cialis."
As things turned out, the viagra and cialis were totally
unnecessary. Dietz met us at the gangplank, welcomed us aboard,
and shook Bryan's hand. All the time he was doing this, his eyes
were undressing me right there on the deck with the officers of
his crew all looking on. Rather than offend me, his frank
appraisal excited me. Dietz was about 35 years old with a
powerful, rugged, Arian body, blonde hair, ice-cold, piercing
blue eyes. His face was sinfully handsome, and his strong chin
gave him a virile, sensuous appearance that had my vagina wet and
excited.
When he welcomed me aboard, he did so with a light kiss to each
cheek followed by a slightly firmer one on my lips. "Welcome to
my yacht, Mrs. Kieffer. I'm very, very pleased to have you
aboard."
"Thank you, Baron Mannheim. Please call me Andrea. Mrs.
Kieffer sounds to cold and informal. "Andrea" is much warmer,
don't you agree?" I asked with a smile.
"Absolutely! And I don't want to hear you address me as Baron
Mannheim again. My name is Dietz. As much as we're going to be
seeing of each other, first names are the appropriate titles.
May I say that you're vastly more beautiful than the photographs
you sent. I've been looking forward to this meeting for weeks."
"MMmmm... you certainly know what to say to a woman to make her
feel welcome. Are we going to be seeing a lot of each other this
coming week on the cruise? Or will your business
responsibilities interfere?"
Just a moment, Andrea. Turning to his assistant, he said,
'Warum nicht tun, helfen Sie Herrn Kieffer mit ihren Taschen und
zeigen ihm ihr Gefolge. Danach geben Sie ihm bitte eine ganze
Tour des Schiffs. Nehmen Sie weniger nicht als thrity Minuten.
Frau Kieffer und ich werden Sie und Herrn Kieffer sp�ter in der
Hoch-Halle treffen.'
The assistant smiled and all but clicked his heels when he
replied, "Jawohl, Baron. Sofort." He turned to Bryan saying,
"This way, please Herr Kieffer. We will take your bags to your
suite and show you the ship." Bryan nodded, and the two of them
disappeared below deck.
"What did you say to him, Dietz?" I asked.
"I'm sorry. I forgot that you do not speak German. I said,
'Why don't you help Mr. Kieffer with their bags and show him
their suite. After that please give him a complete tour of the
ship. Mrs. Kieffer and I will wait for you in the Hoch Lounge.'
"That's very kind of you, Dietz. I did take four German
courses in college, but I'm afraid my German was never very good,
and after all these years, I've forgotten most of it... But..."
"Yes?" Dietz replied with a sly smile.
"The part where you told your assistant 'Nehmen Sie weniger
nicht als thrity Minuten' I seem to remember that translates
into something like 'Don't take less than 30 minutes'. Am I
wrong?"
He leaned closer and said softly, "Your German is better than
you think. That's exactly what it means... it also means that we
have 30 minutes alone before we have to rejoin your husband. You
see, Andrea, the only part of my business that interests me this
week is you."
"Well, I assure you that Bryan and I feel the same way. This
contract with Mannheim Industries is extremely important to us.
Winning it will make our corporation. Failing to win it will do
just the opposite. We hope to please you in every way."
"That sounds delicious. But am I going to have arrange for
extended tours of the ship or extended lectures about our various
business enterprises for your husband in order to see you alone?"
"I'll discuss it with him. He knows how important this
interview is."
"Excellent! Now permit me to give you a tour of just a small
portion of my beautiful ship. Your husband can fill you in on
the rest of it."
"And that small portion would be...?"
"Why the Captain's stateroom, of course. This way, Andrea, if
you please.
Dietz led me in the opposite direction his assistant had taken
Bryan earlier. After traversing two corridors, we reached the
front of the ship. Mahogany doors opened onto his spacious and
elaborating appointed stateroom. It was awesome, but what else
could it be for a man who was worth billions. Dietz closed the
door but did not bother to lock it. When he saw my eyebrows
raised in a silent question, he shrugged and said, "No one... and
I mean no one would even consider disturbing me without calling
first."
With that said, he pulled me into his arms and kissed me again.
This kiss was a far cry from the one he had given me when we had
first come aboard. His powerful arms encircled me, his lips
crushed against mine, his tongue entering... probing...
stroking... fucking my mouth. I could feel his erect organ
grinding into my mound. It felt huge... bigger... probably
thicker than any I had ever had in me before... even Karl with
his eight and a half inch, thick shaft.
"Let us see just how much German you do remember, Andrea.
Remember your contract depends on this. Understand?"
"Yes," I moaned.
"Andrea, Senken Sie Ihr Kleid. Zeigen Sie mir Ihre Busen.
Schnell. Mach schnell. Sofort."
Frantically, I tried to recall the words. Senken ... to pull
down, lower. Yes... that was it. Kleid ... I couldn't remember
what Kleid was. Zeigen Sie ... show me... that was it! show
him what... Busen. I couldn't remember... but busen and
breasts... At least they started with the same letter. Mach
Schnell ... That one I knew. Hurry... quickly.
Smiling seductively I unzipped the back of my dress and slowly
pulled it down... down... the tops of nipples can into view...
more... the nipples popped out... then down to my waist. I
cupped my tits for Dietz's view pleasure. Held them out to him.
"Do you like my tits, Dietz? I hope so."
"Fantastisch! Wunderbar! Entfernen Sie jetzt Ihr Kleid. Ihr
Arsch! Zeigen Sie mir Ihren erotischen Arsch!"
The first part was easy. Dietz thought my tits were fantastic,
wonderful. Kleid was the same word as before. It had to be my
dress. He wanted it off and this time he wanted me to show him
my arsch? What in hell was arsch? I tried to think, but
couldn't remember. My tits were already out. It had to be
either my cunt or my ass. But then I remembered the German word
for cunt, and it wasn't arsch. But arsch was very close to the
British arse. So Dietz wanted to see my ass now.
Moving close to him, I ran my hand up the entire length of his
erect cock. God! Big was not the word for it. It made me
shudder just to feel it through his pants. With my mouth close
to his ear, my mound rotating over his cock, I whispered, "I'd
love to take off my dress, Darling and show you my sexy ass."
Stepping back, I unzipped the dress the rest of the way, turn
my back to him, and slowly pulled the dress and my panties down
my thighs. When the garments were pooled around my ankles, I
stepped out of them and bent over the table thrusting my ass
back. I made certain that my tits hung down unobstructed so that
when I moved my shoulders, they would swing erotically, back and
forth.
I gasped when Dietz's hand stroked over my ass and probed
between my thighs and then pushed a finger into my anus.
"Luscious Woman. Big tits, hot sensuous ass, tight asshole. You
will be a delight to fuck."
I didn't remember much German, but I did remember the phrase I
had used with my boyfriends so many times. "Danke, Liebling.
Wollen Sie meine Fotze sehen?"
"Jawohl! Zeigen Sie mir Ihre hei�e Fotze!"
Squatting on the floor with my knees steepled and far apart, I
arched my pelvis in his direction presenting Dietz with a totally
open view of my cunt. "Do you like my Fotze, Darling. It's very
tight and very wet right now."
"K�stliche Fotze. Sie werden lieben, meinen Schwanz in Ihrer
Fotze zu f�hlen."
I shook my head not understanding. Dietz translated for me.
"Luscious cunt! You will love feeling my cock up your cunt,
Andrea."
"Oh fuck, yes! Put in me now, Dietz. Do it to me right here,
right now!"
"No time right now. Our 30 minutes and your first German
lesson is over. We need to get back to the High Lounge... or the
Hoch-Halle, as we call it."
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When we were putting our clothes away in the spacious, luxury
stateroom that Dietz reserved for his VIP guests, my husband
asked, "So what happened while Dietz's assistant was helping me
with our bags and showing me around the ship. By the way, the
guy's name is Heinz."
I continued hanging my clothes in the large closet as I
replied, "Dietz also took me on a tour of the ship, but he only
showed me one room, the Captain's stateroom."
"You were in his private quarters for a half hour?"
"Yeah, and he didn't even bother to lock the door. He said no
one would dare enter without first calling to request
permission."
"Did he... did he fuck you?"
"No. Are you relieved or disappointed?"
"Neither. Just surprised. With what you've told me about him,
I would have thought he would never pass up the chance."
"I'm sure he's confident that there will be many other
opportunities during the week's cruise, Honey."
"And will he succeed?"
"That's something we have to discuss, and given what did happen
in his stateroom, we need to discuss it right now. We have to
decide. We've put it off and put it off, but we're out of time.
We have to decide now."
"What did happen?"
"He kissed me... several times... hard deep kisses with his
tongue deep inside my mouth. Of course, he also felt me up ...
my tits, my ass mainly, but he also ran his hand between my
thighs a couple of times. After that, he made me strip for him."
"How far? How much did you let him see?"
"Everything, Darling. Everything. He spoke to me in German
telling me what to take off next. I had four courses in German,
and even though it was a long time ago, I could understand enough
to figure out what he telling to take off."
"Oh fuck. That's so hot. Almost like some of the fantasies
I've had."
"Is your cock hard now, Honey?"
"Yes... not completely hard, but it's close. Go on."
"First he had me pull down my dress and show him my tits. He
liked them... surprise.. surprise. Next, he had me remove my
dress and panties, turn around, bend over, and show him my ass
and cunt from behind."
"AAggghhh... god. Now I am hard! Really Hard!"
Finally, he made me squat, spread my legs, and let him see my
cunt." My husband began stroking his cock through his pants. It
did look huge. "I wouldn't have been able to resist if he had
decided to fuck me, Bryan, but we were out of time, and I had to
dress as quickly as possible to beat you and Heinz to the
Hoch-Halle."
"The what?"
"The High Lounge. In German, its the Hock-Halle. Anyway, I'm
certain that Dietz intends to fuck me tonight unless I tell him
that we can't go that far just to get the contract. If I tell
him that, I'm sure he will accept our decision gracefully, even
if sadly."
"But we won't get the contract... right?"
"I don't know. We might still get it because of the excellence
of your work. But Dietz likes women more than he likes Mannheim
Industries. So I'm doubtful. Let's look at this differently,
Honey. Let's say we already have the contract signed, sealed,
and delivered, and this cruise is just a way of getting
acquainted with our new clients. Even so, Dietz thinks your wife
is hot and wants to fuck me. Would you want to watch him fucking
me? Or hear all the hot details later when we're in bed having
sex? Or would you say absolutely not?" Which one would it be?
Truthfully. Please don't lie."
"Truthfully, I've been fantasizing about other men fucking you
ever since you started spending so much time on the road visiting
with potential clients. Every time you told me about one of the
guys you had met and had dinner with, I wondered if he had fucked
you. In my mind's eye, I imagined that every one of them fucked
you while I watched and jacked off. That's the truth. I hope
you still want me as your husband."
"More than ever! So you would say yes even if we already had
the contract?"
"Yeah. Now, I want you to tell me the truth. Do you want
Dietz to fuck you?"
"Yes. I was hoping he would fuck me earlier today in his
stateroom."
"He has a big cock?"
"No... It isn't big... it's huge. At least it felt that way
through his pants."
"What if you cum harder on his big cock than you do with me.
What if you enjoy sex with him more? Am I going to lose you?"
"Have you seen some the women Dietz has on the ship? They're
all gorgeous... pure, hot sex. I saw one who is younger and has
bigger tits than I do."
"I saw a couple of them when Heinz was showing me around the
ship. He said they were Dietz's girlfriends. What about them?"
"Dietz told me that they're all available to you so you'll have
something fun to do while he's fucking me. That's assuming you
don't join us to watch. So tell me, Darling, if you fucked one
of those gorgeous women, do you think you would have an awesome
orgasm with your cock inside a cunt you've never been in before?"
"Of course. Any man would."
"Exactly! And would you want to dump me and stay with her and
her bigger tits and newer pussy?"
"Never!"
"I know you wouldn't, Darling, and neither will I. I'm sure
I'll love Dietz's big cock, but you're worth ten of him. He's
just a guy who inherited vast wealth. He's a guy who runs from
one pussy to another with no loyalty to any of them. He has no
real talent or intellect. You, on the other hand, are brilliant.
You've been a major player in building a highly successful
corporation from the ground up. You're a self-made man with a
gorgeous, thick cock that gives me multiple orgasms every time
you fuck me with it. And if that's not enough, you're loyal,
faithful, honest, and a hot, virile stud. Do you think I'm going
to leave you for nothing more than a huge cock?"
"Well, it's a huge cock attached to a guy who's worth
billions."
"Don't sell A & B Solutions, Inc. short, Honey. We may be
worth a billion or more some day, and if we are, we will have the
pleasure of knowing we built it together. Just make up your
mind, Stud. You're stuck with me, whether you like it or not."
"But what if I really love fucking that big-titted woman you
saw? What if I love the way her hot cunt feels around my dick
and want to stay with her?"
"Baby... you won't like her so much after I cut off the bitch's
tits if she tries to take my man."
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Andrea and Dietz:
After dinner prepared by a chef Dietz had hired away from a
five-star restaurant, we moved to the Club Lounge for drinks and
dancing. Dietz even had a live, three-piece band on board to
play for us.
The lights in the club had been dimmed, but there was still
enough light to see what others were doing. Dietz had me on one
of the couches. It had taken him less than a minute to get both
of my tits out, and after sucking my nipples until they were hard
and burning, he turned his attention to my pussy, or my Fotze, as
he called it. He now had my dress up around my hips, my legs
wide open, and my panties pulled to one side. His head was
socked into my sex saddle with his tongue lashing my clitoris. I
was moaning steadily.
"oohhh god... ooohhh god... oohhhh... oohhhh... Don't stop...
please, don't stop. I'm about to cum," I wailed.
I saw my husband and Madelyn, the big-titted blonde slut, over
on the other side of the room. Bryan was watching Dietz licking
my pussy. I knew he was hard and paying more attention to me
than he was to Madelyn's hot body. I was certain she wasn't
accustomed to men behaving like that. I loved it! "OOOHHHHH
FUCK YES!" I howled when I felt Dietz's tongue slash over my
throbbing clit. I loved the way Dietz was giving me head. I had
already cum once was close to a second orgasm.
I could see Madelyn talking to Bryan. I wondered what she was
saying.
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Madelyn and Bryan:
"Is that hot slut that Dietz is licking over there on the couch
your wife?" Madelyn asked me.
"That's her. Her name's Andrea."
"She's loving his tongue on her clit, that's for certain. Does
that bother you, Bryan? Or does it make you hard?"
Before I could answer, Madelyn's hand was on my crotch stroking
my iron-hard, pulsing erection. "Oh fuck, Baby. You're hard. I
mean really HARD! And really thick. Shit. That thing feels
even thicker than Dietz's cock. Your wife gonna be
disappointed."
"I'm not sure she will let him fuck her," I said defensively.
"You aren't? Obviously, you don't know Baron Dietz von
Mannheim, Honey. If a woman boards the Manfried, she doesn't get
off until her cunt's been royally fucked by the Baron. One of
the ship's rules."
"Maybe. I'm not sure."
"Forget her, Honey. She's as good as fucked. Come on, lets
get a drink and then get comfortable in your stateroom."
As we sipped our drinks at the bar, I asked, "Do you work for
Mannheim Industries, Madelyn?"
"No. Don't now... never have. But my husband does. He's a
plant director for Mannheim Industries in London."
"Oh," I stammered not knowing what else to say.
"You look surprised."
"I guess I am. I thought you were Baron Mannheim's wife or
significant other."
"No way, Honey. I'm just a tight, hot cunt that he enjoys
fucking while he plays with my big tits. You still look
surprised, Bryan."
"I guess I am. But it's none of my business."
"Not so. You and your wife are probably in a situation right
now similar to the one Thomas and I were in two years ago."
"How's that?"
"My husband was a clerk in one of the Mannheim factories before
Dietz saw me at an employee party. I was with my husband at the
time. That didn't even faze Dietz. He came over and said, "Herr
Jordan. I understand that you're a clerk. How would you like to
be a plant manager with a salary at least five times your present
salary?"
Of course, Thomas said he would love that. Dietz nodded and
said, "I thought so. I would like to fuck your gorgeous wife
from time to time... starting tonight. I have to talk to one of
my staff. I'll be at the bar with him for the next 15 minutes
during which you and Madelyn can discuss my offer. If Madelyn
doesn't show up after 15 minutes, this conversation never took
place. If she does, your promotion will occur next week provided
I like her performance in bed."
"And I take it you joined Dietz at the bar 15 minutes later."
"Wrong. I joined him in less than 10 minutes. He took me to
his penthouse suite and fucked me seven times that night with the
biggest cock I had ever had in my pussy. The next night, he
fucked me another six times, this time using my ass as well as my
pussy."
"How was it? If you don't mind my asking."
"Not at all. It was great. I had dozens and dozens of orgasms
on his huge dick."
"Did you give any thought to divorcing your husband so you
could enjoy his cock all the time?"
Madelyn looked at me like I were a moron with an IQ of 60.
"Hell no! I lost count of the number of times I got off on that
huge cock, but it's really humiliating for a woman to realize
that all she is a piece of female fuck meat... a wet hole for a
man to use and shoot in his load. I was wildly excited to get
home to my husband. I practically killed the poor man fucking
him during the next month I was so happy to be with him again."
"How often do you see Dietz now?"
"Once every two or three months. He calls me, tells me when to
be ready, then has his limo pick me up. We go somewhere, and he
screws me constantly for two or three days and sends me home.
And ... yes, I still have dozens of orgasms on his big dick, but
when I get home, I wear out my hubby again. This cruise is the
first time I will have been gone for a week."
At this point, I looked across the club to check on my wife,
but couldn't find her. I continued to scan the room until
Madelyn asked, "Something wrong?"
"I can't find my wife."
"She left with Dietz about the time we came over to the bar.
Shall we go to your stateroom?"
"I'm not sure. Maybe I should stay here in case my wife comes
back looking for me."
"Forget that, Honey. They left 20 minutes ago. Dietz is
fucking your wife right now, and take my word for it, she's
already had one or two orgasms. She won't be back until sometime
tomorrow or maybe the day after that. Shall we go?"
"I've never cheated on my wife before, Madelyn. So, I'm more
than a little nervous."
"You've never had another woman since you got married? Wow!
I'm going to be your first... god, that's so hot. But frankly, I
don't see how that can be. With that big, thick cock of yours
and the warmth you exude, you could have several different women
a week if you wanted them."
"Well, it's true. I guess it's time I lost my marriage cherry.
Come on."
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I was gagging repeatedly as I tried to get Dietz's huge cock
down my throat. I had been shocked when I finally saw it...
slightly over 10 inches of hard, fairly thick man meat. He
wasn't quite as thick as Bryan, but was almost three inches
longer. He was almost two inches bigger than Karl. I had never
had such a cock in me before and was having a difficult time
trying to suck it into my throat.
"Nehmen Sie meinen schwanz langsam, Schlampe... Take my cock
slowly, Slut."
"OOmmmppfff... gghhaaa... aaahhhh... ugh!" I sputtered. "I'm
trying, Dietz. You're just so fucking big."
"Let's try a different position. I'll lie down and you lean
over my body and take it that way." Dietz got onto his back and
once more, I lowered my mouth over his hard, rigid shaft.
I still gagged when I tried to get it into my throat. "All
right. We'll try one more position. Lie on the bed, Andrea,
with your head hanging over the edge. I'll stand and push my
cock straight down your throat. It should slip right in since
your mouth and throat will be aligned."
I rolled over onto my back, hung my head off the edge of the
bed, and waited while Dietz moved up and aligned his shaft with
my wide open mouth. He pushed in four inches then withdrew.
Then came five inches, and I felt the head pressing against my
throat, but the position was such that I didn't gag. On the next
stroke, Dietz again gave me five inches of dick, stopped, let me
become used to his size, and then pushed in two more inches that
slide down my throat. Once he was in, he just slowly pushed
forward until I had five inches of cock buried in my throat and
his balls were resting on my nose. After that, the mouth fucking
started.
As Dietz mouth fucked me, I rubbed my clit frantically. It
only took a minute or so before my body shuddered in my first
orgasm. I thought Dietz would shoot his load into my belly, but
instead, he jerked his cock out of my mouth, rolled onto his
back, and ordered me to mount him.
His cock was so long, I had to plant my feet on the bed and
slowly lower my pussy down onto his rod until the head was seated
inside my vagina. After that, I let my ass fall and felt the
awesome sensation of being filled by the largest cock I had ever
taken up my cunt.
"AAGGGHHAAAAAAAAAA... God! What a cock! What a huge fucking
cock!" I hissed as my hips began pumping my hole up and down his
rigid length."
"Auf Deutsch, Schlampe! Say it in German, Slut!"
'Oh.. Oh Oh OH! OH! AAAHHH... Mein Gott! Welcher Schwanz!
Ficken Sie es in mich! My god! What a cock! Fuck it into me!"
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"Oh my god, Bryan! Fuck me with that big cock, Baby. OOHHHH
SHIT! You have no idea how good that cock feels inside my cunt,
Lover. Pump me deep and slow now, Honey. AAGGGaaaaa!!"
"Do you like it, Madelyn?"
"AH! AH! AH! OOHHHHHHH! I LOVE IT! FUCK ME, Bryan. MAKE
ME CUM!"
Looking down, I watched the cap and the first inch of my shaft
part Madelyn's pussy lips then push into her hole. It was so
fucking erotic to see my dick sinking into her... into Thomas
Jordan's wife. No wonder Dietz was so wild to fuck my wife and
others. I remained still for a full minute with just one inch of
dick inside her. She squirmed and whined. Finally, she begged.
"Please," Madelyn whimpered as he hips tried frantically to
impale her pussy on more of my shaft.
"Please," Madelyn moaned breathlessly, "Please fuck me."
My grin broadened as I fed another couple of inches of his cock
into her cunt before stopping yet again. Madelyn continued to
hump her ass backwards trying to get more cock up her throbbing
hole.
I had teased her enough. With a hard, sudden thrust, I buried
all seven and a half inches of cock into her waiting cunt. She
howled loudly and began moving with me, her ass thrusting back as
I pushed forward into her open hole. The sight of my cock
pumping in and out of her cunt, and my balls slapping against her
clit had me as hard as I have ever been. Suddenly, Madelyn
screamed, "I'M CUMMING! I'M CUMMING! FUCK ME HARDER! FASTER!
OHHHHH GOD... FUCK ME, YOU MARVELOUS STUD!"
I emptied my balls into her cunt right in the middle of her
climax.
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I glanced at the clock on the wall. It read 2 AM. Dietz had
been fucking me for over two hours. I had had at least a dozen
orgasms, and he had put three loads into the very bottom of my
vagina right up against my womb.
As I rode him reverse cowgirl, he asked me if I was on the
pill. I am, but I told him no. The effect was instantaneous. I
felt his cock lurch inside me. A moment later, it was harder
than it had ever been before. It felt like he was fucking me
with a steel bar.
"Oh yes, you hot Bitch. Take my cock up your hot, unprotected,
married cunt hole!" he shouted. As he said it, I could feel him
beginning to jerk and throb inside my hole.
"Oh Dietz. I can feel your cock throbbing and swelling inside
me. You're going to cum in me again, aren't you? AAAhhhh...
ooohhhh fuck me, Stud. Fill me with cum and knock me up, Lover.
Pound the dick to me!"
Dietz ejaculated! Thick streams of sperm-filled semen gushed
into my cunt filling me. The force of his ejaculation blew me
over the top, and I climaxed right along with him.
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I was dreaming. In my dream, I was watching Dietz fucking my
wife and she screamed and begged for him to stick it into her
cunt deeper... harder... faster. He unloaded inside her pussy as
she convulsed in orgasm. But in my dream, he didn't lose his
erection. Instead, he pulled a still iron-hard, monster cock out
of my wife's widely stretched cunt hole, turned her over onto her
stomach, and pulled her ass up into the air.
I was jacking off frantically in my dream.... getting closer to
the bed so I could see the cock sinking into my wife's cunt hole.
But this time, the dream Dietz centered that huge shaft against
my wife's asshole. She screamed that she couldn't take it. I
knew I should come to her assistance and stop him, but I wanted
to see that dick sinking into my wife's asshole...stretching her
wide open... making her scream.
The dick started into her ass. Andrea did scream in my dream,
but a moment later she was begging him to fuck her ass harder...
deeper... to never ever take it out. The dream dick was huge...
impossibly so. It couldn't be that big. Six... seven...
eight... nine... ten... eleven inches of cock pushed into my
wife's ass hole. My eyes were just inches away from the
connection. Andrea was wailing... howling... begging him to fuck
her harder... to cum inside her ass. We all came at the same
time in my dream.
I woke up in a cold swear with a monster erection. I was so
damn hard, I couldn't believe it. I had to fuck a woman... any
woman. Madelyn was sleeping beside me. She had a cunt. I
wanted it. Now!
Moving between her thighs, I grasped her ankles in my hands and
jerked her legs up into the air and spread her wide open. Her
eyes flew open in shock. Looking down she saw my throbbing
erection when her eyes focused on my face, all she saw was wild,
masculine cunt lust. Her body trembled, half in fear, half in
anticipation. I rammed my full length into her cunt.
"OH GAWD DAMN! THAT FEELS INCREDIBLE, Bryan. SLAM THAT DICK
INTO MEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"
She didn't have to worry about my doing that. I was out of
control. My hips jack hammered in and out of her cunt. Each
stroke rammed my cock head into her cervix bringing a grunt of
female pleasure. She came. I fucked her harder. She came
again.
Lowering my body onto hers, I pounded into her with a ferocity
that scared me. Without even thinking, my hands thrust under
hips and separated her ass cheeks. She squealed and screeched as
three fingers drove into her ass and alternated thrusts with my
cock.
She came again. This time my cock erupted inside her
convulsing vagina. Gush after gush of semen poured into her. I
felt like I was Dietz impregnating my wife's unprotected pussy.
My erection didn't abate. I rolled her over. Madelyn howled
with delight. I didn't need to pull her ass up into the air...
she did it herself. Her hands reaching back to separate her
buttocks exposing both of her fuck holes. I chose her asshole.
Ramming it in, she moaned... her hands clutched the bed sheets
convulsively when she felt her ass being stretched. When my
balls hit her clit, she screamed, "My Ass. Fuck my ass, you hot
Stud. Oh god.... this is incredible. Ass fuck me, Honey. Hard.
Shoot me full of jizz."
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At 4 AM, Dietz had his cock inside my ass in missionary
position with my legs up and back to expose my ass for his use.
It had taken him at least 20 minutes to slowly work all of his
cock inside my ass. I had cum twice while he did it. Now he had
it fully inside me. Every stroke was going balls deep into my
ass. It seemed to me like I was having near continuous orgasms.
"Ficken Sie Ihre Fotze mit Ihren Fingern! Dietz screamed.
When I didn't immediately obey, he screamed again. "Fuck your
cunt with your fingers. Now!"
Immidiately, I buried my middle fingers inside my cunt as
Dietz's cock rammed in and out of ass. Looking down, he watched
me finger fucking my cunt as he fucked my ass. "I love watching
you do that, Andrea. I particularly like seeing your wedding
ring on your finger as you finger fuck yourself while another man
fucks your asshole."
I knew I should be insulted by his crude, insensitive remark.
Instead, I had another orgasm and then still another one when
Dietz unloaded in my ass.
After that fucking, we slept until nearly noon. When we did
awake, Dietz was all over me again. "Have a morning hard-on,
Andrea. I need to empty my balls into your cunt again. Get on
your knees...doggy position. Hurry."
I rolled over and got into position feeling like a total slut.
Dietz fitted his hard dick into gaping, soaked cunt and drilled
all 10 plus inches of cock into me on the first stroke. I moaned
with the delicious sensation of a cock filling my vagina....
particularly a cock as large as Dietz's. Although he had already
shot six loads of cum into me, he had no trouble doing it again.
Amazingly, when his dick exploded in an orgasm, I felt even more
semen filling my vagina.
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For the next four days, I spent most of the time naked in
Dietz's stateroom. It was the early afternoon of the fourth day
before I was allowed to return to our stateroom. I was wild to
see my husband again, and fortunately, he was sitting on the
balcony watching the ship plow through the ocean as the sea birds
floated in the air, seemingly without effort as they rode the air
currents.
As soon as Bryan saw me, he jumped up and we clutched each
other like our lives depended on it. His kiss made my toes curl
and sent shivers of hot pleasure through my body. Dietz had
kissed me a hundred times in the past four days. Although I had
uncountable orgasms, none of his kisses had the effect on me as
the Bryan's.
When he pulled his lips from mine, I was gasping with the
intensity of my feelings. He was as excited as I was. Not more
than a second or two elapsed before he again crushed his mouth
against mine, his tongue exploring... probing... thrusting...
then retreating to allow mine to do the probing and thrusting.
I gasped as my body shuddered. Pulling my lips off his, I
moaned, "Oh my god. I'm cumming! You just kiss me, and I cum.
Oh fuck! What a man! AAaahhhh... can you feel me cumming,
Darling? Can you?"
"Yes... yes... YES!" he moaned. I felt his cock. It was
rigid... an iron bar of lust. The only time Dietz had come any
where close to being as hard as my kiss had my husband was when I
had told him that I wasn't on the pill. That made him hard
because it made him feel like a man to think he was impregnating
me. My husband knew he was all man, and his cock was hard
because he loved me.
"Please make love to me, Darling. I know you want to fuck me,
but I need you to make love to me. You can fuck me afterwards."
"That's what I want too."
For the next hour, Bryan's cock never left the hot tunnel of my
vagina. He would cum but stay inside me as I worked my vaginal
muscles to excite him again. Our lips were constantly kissing as
if they were glued together. My hands explored his ass... his
sexy hard ass while he hefted and stroked my tits and caressed my
nipples. All the while, his cock continued to slide sensuously
back and forth inside my pulsing vagina.
Before we finally separated, Bryan had cum inside me three
times and I had had the most satisfying, intense climaxes since I
had boarded the ship.
"Did you enjoy Dietz's cock?" he asked. I couldn't detect a
single indication of fear, jealousy, or anger in his voice. The
only emotions present were love and concern.
"I loved his cock, Darling, but not him. He's really a spoiled
boy with a marvelous sex gun. But it was fun to have so many
orgasms on a huge dick. Did you fuck Madelyn?
"Yes. Numerous times. Her tits are bigger than yours. I
could hardly believe it. Her pussy is tight, but she doesn't
have the control of her vaginal muscles like you do. And it was
fun to fuck her. But it was just sex. Nothing approached the
intensity of what we just did. Nothing. She told me the same
thing. Her actual words were, "Don't be mad, Bryan. You're a
great fuck, but you don't come close to getting me off and making
me feel as good as my husband."
"Really? What did you say to that?"
"I said, 'Good. I'm glad that you enjoy your husband more than
me. But isn't it great that we can pleasure each other and still
love our spouses?"
We continued to cuddle for another hour before my husband
raised up and supported himself on his elbow. "Are you going to
tell me now or later what's bothering you?"
"Oh god. How did you know?"
"I'm your husband, your number one lover, your helpmate, your
business partner, and when we get our business moving, I'm going
to be the father of our children. I know you, your moods, your
innermost thoughts... at least, most of the time. I can just
tell something is wrong. What is it?"
"We have the contract, but there is one awful condition.
There's an upside, but still, the condition is just awful."
"Well, tell me and let's discuss it."
"Ok. We get the contract for an annual fee of one million
dollars plus all expenses incurred in taking care of the software
maintenance and innovation, the hardware maintenance and supply,
and advertising and web pages for the corporation."
"That's substantially more than we had hoped for, Andrea."
"That's true, but there's more. To expand our corporation and
hire enough people to handle the job, Dietz will provide an
interest-free loan of three million dollars to be paid back over
a 12 year period so that the annual payments are $250,000. That
would leave us a net profit of $750,000 per year from the
Mannheim contract."
"Amazing. Fantastic job, Andrea. I don't see how you manage
things like this. Just unbelievable."
"Well, we both know it wasn't my marketing and advertising
skills that did it."
"I know, but you're still amazing. We just made love for two
hours, and I'm already hard again. Anyway, what's so awful about
all that?"
"I'm coming to that... unfortunately. The condition to obtain
all of the items I've just listed is that we both agree to allow
Dietz to rent me for three months starting at the end of the
cruise."
"Rent you?"
"Yeah. That's his term for it."
"And what 'rent' does he propose?"
"Slightly over $10,000 per day. More precisely, for the 92
days of the three-month period, he has offered a rental fee for
my services of one million dollars. That's $10,869.57 per day.
The money will be deposited in cash in a numbered Swiss bank
account, half at the end of the cruise, the balance at the end of
the three months. Dietz said whether we pay income tax on the
money is our business. He has no intention of sending the IRS
any notification of payment. As a German citizen, he had no
obligation to do so."
"And if we don't accept?"
"Then, we say goodbye to Dietz and to Mannheim Industries at
the end of the cruise two days from now. All we will have for
our efforts is our first-class plane tickets home."
"Three months without you will be sheer torture, Andrea."
"Dietz says he will have Madelyn fly home with you so you won't
be without pussy for three months."
"No! Absolutely not! First, I don�t' want and will not permit
another woman to share our home and our bed. That's reserved
exclusive for my wife, my life-long partner. Secondly, Madelyn
loves her husband. I am not going to force them to be apart for
three months because of a spoiled brat like Dietz. If we do
this, I can manage to be celibate for three months. You'll just
have a wild satyr on your hands when you come home."
I couldn't restrain myself. I literally threw myself into
Bryan's arms and showered him with kisses. When we finally moved
apart, he said, "Since you're the one who's going to have to do
this, it has to be your decision. I'll support any one you make.
Do you think you could do this?"
"You're asking me if I think I could handle having constant sex
and one or two dozen orgasms a day for three months with studs
wildly hot for me? Of course, I could do it. Women enjoy being
fucked, but I would much prefer to be with you."
"Studs? Plural? Not just Dietz?"
"No. Not just Dietz. His friends and contacts whose business
he wants to win for Mannheim Industries will be fucking me along
with Dietz."
"How many?"
"I don't know, but a lot."
"Does that idea excite you?"
"It does, but I don't like the fact that Dietz is forcing this
down our throats. Although, I'm sure I'll enjoy having sex with
all those men, I hate the fact that you won't be with me and that
you'll be at home alone for three months. I also hate the fact
that we've worked so damn hard to reach this point and now stand
to lose everything because of Dietz's demand. How about you? How
do you feel about this? Does it excite you? Are you hard right
now thinking about it?"
"I hate this demand probably more than you do, but like you, I
hate giving up after we've both worked so hard. As to your other
questions, the truth is that I am hard... very hard in fact, but
I don't know if the reality would be more than I could stand."
"We can wait until we dock on Friday to decide. Dietz has
planned something that will let us both find out if we can
actually handle this."
"What?"
"Tomorrow evening, his staff, some members of the crew, the
other women, and you will be guests at a sex party that Dietz is
arranging. All the women will be available, but I'm going to be
the major entertainment. Dietz has told me that the party will
be very similar to things I will be doing for the next three
months if we accept his conditions. So we can use the party
tomorrow night to see if we can both handle it. I think we
should try. If it's too much, we decline and say goodbye to
Dietz and Mannheim Industries. If we enjoy it, we pick up a
million dollar per year contract, a three million dollar
interest-free loan, and an additional million dollars in a Swiss
bank account. And when I get home, we'll be fucking each other's
brains out for years talking about what happened."
"Ok. Let's do it. Now get on the bed. I'm going to fuck your
slutty ass off."
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End-of-Cruise Party:
My wife spent Thursday night in Dietz's stateroom while Madelyn
kept me company. I fucked her twice, once in her cunt, the
second time in her ass, before we turned in the night around
midnight. I couldn't help but wonder how many times Dietz had
screwed my wife that night or if his cock was in her right at the
moment.
Madelyn was cuddled up against me, her huge tits pressing
against my shoulder and arm. "You're wondering about what your
wife is probably doing right now, aren't you, Bryan?" she asked.
She was almost as perceptive as Andrea.
"Yes."
"There's no need to wonder, Bryan. Dietz is fucking her, or
he's playing with her, giving her head, using a vibrator on her,
or having Andrea suck him off. He varies it, but he can't get
enough. He's just an insatiable satyr.
"I wonder if she's cumming? Having near continuous orgasms."
"She is. I always do when Dietz fucks me. You made me cum
seven times tonight, Bryan, and each one was more intense than
any I have with Dietz, but a woman can't keep from having orgasms
when she has Dietz's 10-inch cock up her cunt or ass."
I finally got to sleep around 1 AM, but at 4 AM, Madelyn woke
me up with her mouth sucking my cock. She looked up and grinned.
"Oh good. You're awake. I got hot thinking about how much I
like it when you fuck me, and I just couldn't wait until morning
to have you again."
It was 5 AM before we got back to sleep.
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I didn't see my wife before the scheduled party that evening so
I had no more idea what was planned than any of the other guests.
Only Dietz and Andrea knew.
At 9 PM, two hours after dinner, Dietz came into the lounge and
told all the guests the party was starting in the game room on
the lower deck. When we entered, we saw my wife sitting on the
edge of a large blue bed. She looked hot and ready in a long red
dress that had a side slit up to her hip. She had her legs
crossed so that the dress fell away from her thigh revealing an
erotic expanse of leg encased in sexy, dark thigh-high hose above
her four-inch heels. A large portion of her tits were exposed by
the plunging neckline of her dress.
"As all of you know, this is Andrea, Bryan's wife, whose sexual
favors I have been enjoying for last six days. I can highly
recommend her cunt, ass, and mouth to all the gentlemen who enjoy
fucking a hot woman and to the women here at the party who enjoy
bi sex. So far, none of you, except Bryan of course, have had
the pleasure of fucking this luscious woman, but tonight you
will. In fact, she will be here in the game room as long as any
of your want to use her."
Turning to my wife, Dietz said sternly, "Andrea, I think our
guests, particularly the men, would like to see your tits, ass,
and cunt now. Spread your legs and pull your panties aside so
they can see your delectable pussy."
My wife followed his orders immediately and in less than a
minute, 7 men were inspecting my wife's exposed pussy and legs.
"Take off your panties now, Andrea, but keep your legs wide
open." Again, Andrea obeyed. I was as hard as any of the men
from looking at my wife's gorgeous body.
"Excellent, Andrea. I'm sure you can tell from the bulges in
the men's pants that your have all seven cocks in the room hard
and erect now. Remove the dress and bra now, Andrea." She
stood, unzipped the dress, and let it fall to the floor. A
moment later, her bra joined the dress on the floor. My wife was
now naked except for the hose, garter belt and heels.
"Sit down and take off the hose and garter belt, Andrea. Be
certain to keep your legs wide open so that your wet cunt is
exposed to our guests." I felt the urge to take out my cock and
jack off when my wife spread her legs and sensuously removed her
stockings... one-by-one, making certain that she kept her legs
fully spread the entire time.
Finally, my wife was left naked save for her heels. I thought
that Dietz would have her keep her heels on, but he had other
ideas. "Now the heels, Andrea. We want you totally naked
tonight." With a quick flick her feet, she sent both heels
tumbling over toward Dietz and stood by the bed completely naked.
"Mount the bed, Slut. Head on the bed. Knees apart, ass high
in the air. Show the fuck holes to our guests. Tell them how
many times my cock has been inside you this past six days."
After assuming the position ordered by Dietz, Andrea said,
"I've spent almost all of the last six days in Baron Mannheim's
stateroom. He has fucked my ass, cunt, and mouth a total of 47
times during those six days. He is quite the stud."
Several of the men moved closer to inspect my wife's pussy and
ass. I wondered why no one touched her or finger fucked her. I
would have.
"All right, if all the men will adjourn to the bar upstairs,
Heinz and I will get Andrea ready for use. When she's ready, I
will ring the bell one time. Then, you may all come back to the
game room and enjoy her sexual favors."
Madelyn and I enjoyed a drink together while we waited. "Do
you think you're going to be able to handle seeing your wife
being fucked by several men," she asked. "I know that Thomas
couldn't. I asked him once if he would like to come with me so
he could at least enjoy watching. He told me that there was no
way he could possibly stand it. So, he's never seen Dietz or his
friends screwing me. I really wish he could enjoy watching and
hearing about it. How about you?"
"That's one of the purposes of the party, Madelyn... to see if
I can handle it... to find out if I enjoy watching my wife."
"You say that's one purpose. What's the other one?"
"To see if my wife can handle it... to see if she enjoys it."
"Would you rather be alone or would like to have me with you
during the party. I think you'll enjoy it a lot more if you're
fucking me at the same time as your wife is getting screwed...
but it's your call, Bryan."
"If you don't mind, I would love to have you with me during the
party." At almost the same time as I told her that, the bell
sounded and the staff and guests began moving down the stairs to
the game room again.
As soon as I entered, I couldn't suppress a gasp of surprise
mixed with shock. Dietz and Heinz had my still naked wife on the
blue bed on her knees with a spreader bar tied to her ankles that
held her legs far apart. Additional ropes from her ankles were
tied to the undercarriage of the bed to keep my wife centered in
the middle of the bed. A second smaller spreader bar was secured
to her thighs just above her knees. That bar, which made certain
that my wife couldn't bring her knees together, was held in place
by several coils of rope circling each of her thighs.
Moving to the side, I could see that each of her tits was bound
to her upper arms with similar rope coils that circled each tit
and her upper arm. Her wrists were bound together and held in
front of her by ropes fastening them to the bed. Andrea's head
rested on her bound wrists. She was ball gagged and blindfolded.
All in all, she was a cock-hardening, erotic sight. As a
finishing touch, someone, probably Dietz, had placed a sign
against the spreader bar between her ankles that said, "Please
Fuck Me".
"Oh fuck!" I groaned. "I don't think I've ever seen anything
that hot or that obscene," I whispered to Madelyn.
She felt my cock. "You're hard as stone, Honey. I think it's
turning you on. I wish my husband had your reaction."
Heinz didn't waste a moment. Throwing the sign onto the floor
to get it out of his way, he opened his jeans and pulled them
down to mid-thigh. Moving between my wife's gaping, bound legs,
he swabbed his six-inch dick up and down the length of her wet
cunt slit.
"Ready for cock, Slut?" he asked.
With the ball gag deep inside her mouth, all my wife could do
was nod her head and grunt, "OOmmmmppfff... MMM... HUH!
MMM--HUH!"
"Well, I don't know what she said, but it wasn't no... so, I'm
going to assume that it was yes," Heinz said with an lecherous
laugh. He pushed forward, and for the first time in my life, I
saw another man's cock stretching open my wife's pussy. As wet
as she was, as soon as her cunt opened just slightly, Heinz's
cock disappeared inside my wife's vagina.
"Oh god," I moaned. "I think I'm going to cum in my pants," I
gasped.
"Not while I'm here, Honey," Madelyn shot back. Her hands
ripped down my zipper, opened my pants, jerked them along with my
briefs down my thighs allowing my rigid cock to escape. It stood
almost straight, throbbing and leaking precum fluids. She
squatted in front of me and sucked my hard-on into her mouth.
At the same time as Madelyn took my cock inside her mouth,
Heinz buried his dick up my wife's cunt. She hissed with
pleasure as it sank into her depths. His balls hit her clit
causing Andrea to groan. The hard, deep, fuck strokes jarred her
body and tits forward each time his dick entered bringing
repeated small cries of pleasure from her.
My wife's body jerked hard against the ropes. I saw her
trembling... then shuddering. It was obvious to everyone in the
room that she was already having an orgasm. I couldn't hold out.
"I'm going to cum, Madelyn. I can't hold it!" I screamed. She
sucked me even harder and then swallowed every drop as my load
fired into her mouth and throat.
With Andrea's cunt convulsing around his cock, Heinz couldn't
hold out either. As my cum roared into Madelyn's waiting mouth,
I saw his buttocks clenching. His hips rammed his cock deep
into Andrea's throbbing hole as his sex gun spewed out its load
and filled her cunt with hot, sperm-filled semen.
As soon as Heinz pulled his semi-hard cock out of my wife cunt,
Max, the chief engineer, mounted the bed behind her and slammed
his thick, uncut dick into her cum-filled vagina.
"AAAHHHHHH!! Oh Gawd Damn! Who are you?" my wife howled as the
prick filled her. "Who's fucking meeeeeee? GGHHAAAAA! UNG!
UNG UNG! OOOHHHH! YES! Fuck it, Stud. Fuck me hard.
MMMmmmmmmmmm... Pump me ... pump and cum... pump and cum, Baby."
After Max had unloaded inside my wife's cunt, Fritz pulled him
away and quickly mounted her. He wanted her ass. It was in
perfect fucking position, fully lubricated, and ready. Andrea
howled when she felt the thick German dick driving hard against
her demanding entry.
As I watched, my cock again got fully hard. Madelyn leaned
over the back of a chair, looked back at me, and hissed, "Stick
it in me, Bryan. Fuck me while Fritz ass fucks your hot wife."
Separating the folds of her pussy with my hands to expose her
vaginal opening, I drove into her in one hard stroke. At the
same time, Fritz's cock entered my wife's asshole. Both women
grunted and moaned at the same time.
Fritz fucked my wife with hard, driving thrusts causing her to
grunt and moan. Once more, her body began thrashing wildly
against the restraining ropes as she climaxed.
"Your wife's cumming again, Bryan. Look at her face. See how
her lips are pulled back from her teeth. She's really cumming
hard on Fritz's cock."
When Fritz blew his load, he pulled out after shooting in one
or two spurts and sprayed the rest all over Andrea's back.
I had to stop thrusting into Madelyn throbbing cunt to hold off
my orgasm. Watching my wife being screwed while fucking a
luscious blonde was out-of-this-world erotic. It was easily the
kinkiest thing I had ever experienced.
I didn't recognize the next man who mounted my wife. He
elected to use her cunt. The sight of his dick disappearing
inside my wife's pussy coupled with the the cum load that Fritz
had splattered all over her back made me wish I had a
high-resolution, color photo of the scene.
After all the men except me had fucked Andrea, Dietz again
called a recess for everyone to grab a bite to eat and something
to drink, and to use the bathroom. I wondered what hot sight
would greet me after he again rang the bell. Madelyn had her
body pressed against mine, her hand slowly stroking my cock. She
had me fully hard long before the bell sounded.
"When we get back to the game room, Bryan, I'd like for you to
fuck me on one of the couches... missionary and really hard. I'm
so hot, I need to cum, and I want it to be around your thick cock
as it's pounding me hard. Ok?"
"Absolutely. I can't think of any way I'd rather cum right
now."
"Not even inside your wife's cunt?"
"Right now, it's your cunt I want to fuck."
"It's all yours, Lover."
When we returned to the game room, I led Madelyn over to a
large couch, put her on her back, spread her legs, and thrust my
head between her thighs. She moaned sensuously when I began
sliding my tongue over her swollen clitoris. "Oh god yes, Bryan.
Lick me. Make me cum. When I'm cumming, mount me and fuck me
like a hot whore."
My wife was moaning on the bed. Madelyn groaned in frustration
when I moved my mouth off her throbbing pussy to see what was
happening Andrea. When I looked over at the bed, my cock got so
hard, it hurt. Andrea was now on her back with the spreader bar
elevated high in the air so that her spread legs were now up and
back. A guy I didn't recognize stood at the foot of the bed
pumping his cock in and out of my wife's now gaping, cum-drenched
cunt. She was grunting every time the guy rammed it into her
hole.
"FUCK ME, YOU BASTARD! GET YOUR COCK IN ME AND FUCK ME!"
Madelyn howled. At the same time, Andrea was screaming at the
guy screwing her.
"HARDER! HARDER! YOU GERMAN BASTARD! FUCK MY CUNT. I'M
CUMMING... OHHHHH SHIT... CUMMING... CUM IN ME, LOVER. CUM IN MY
CUNT!"
Turning my attention back to Madelyn, I put her leg up on my
shoulder and entered her wide open vagina bringing hot moans of
pleasure from her lips.
As I began to fuck the thrashing blonde, I heard my wife
wailing, "Yes! Yes! OH GOD YES! Fuck it up my ass, your hot
stud. Make me cum again. Ass fuck meeeeeeeeeee!"
I had the urge to stop and watch how my wife was getting it
now, but Madelyn gasped. "Don't stop. Don't you dare stop!
Your hot wife's getting cock up her ass. She's loving it. Stick
yours up my cunt and make me cum. Please, Bryan. FINISH MEEE!"
Leaning over her body, I sucked her stiff nipples as I drove my
cock into her pussy as hard as I could. At first, I was nervous
about hurting her, but Madelyn howled, "HARDER. FUCK ME
HARDER... GOD... I'M CUMMING... OOHHHHH FUCK... I'M FUCKING
CUMMING ON YOUR DICK.... GIVE IT TO MEEEEEEEEEEE!!"
"Cum, Madelyn. Cum, you hot slut."
"Yessssssssss... I'm cumming.... shoot it innnnnnnn!"
My cock exploded inside her pussy. She wrapped her legs around
my hips and locked her ankles holding me inside her erupting
vagina. Every time my prick spewed another stream of semen into
her, she groaned and shuddered anew. I collapsed on top of her
body and lay there panting, trying to suck oxygen into my lungs.
From the bed, my wife was now screaming.
"HE'S SHOOTING OFF IN MY ASS... .AAAHHHH GOD... I'M CUMMING ON
HIS COCK, BRYAN. WATCH HIM ASS FUCKING ME!!!"
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The Agreement:
Around noon on Saturday, Dietz, Heinz, Bryan, and I were
sitting around a table in the Hoch-Halle. The final agreement
had been written and a dozen copies were spread out on the table
awaiting our signatures.
"Before we sign," Bryan said, "permit me to summarize our
agreement and its terms."
"Of course, Bryan. Please do. We want to all be comfortable
with the terms of this agreement," Dietz replied.
"On the business side, A & B Solutions, Inc., hereafter called
ABS, agrees to provide all software and hardware development and
maintenance service for the plants and facilities owned and
operated by Mannheim Industries, Inc., hereafter called MI, that
are listed in Table 1. All routine maintenance will be performed
on a weekly basis. Routine software development will generally
be performed and completed within a two-week time frame beginning
at the moment the request is received. Time frames for special
requests will be negotiated. Are we all agreed?"
No one objected so Bryan continued. "MI will pay ABS a yearly
fee of one million U.S. dollars in equal monthly installments.
All travel expenses and hardware costs will be reimbursed by MI.
In addition, MI will provide an interest-free loan of three
million U.S. dollars for the exclusive purpose of expansion as
needed to allow ABS the meet the terms of this agreement.
Repayment of this loan will be made in equal quarterly payments
over a 12-year period. Are we all in agreement?"
Again, there were no objections. "As an additional
consideration, ABS will provide the services of its Associate
CEO, Mrs. Andrea Kieffer, for a period of three months to the CEO
of MI, Baron Dietz von Mannheim. The nature of these services
shall be at the discretion of the MI CEO. In return for these
services, MI will provide a one-time cash payment of one million
U.S. dollars payable to a bank to be chosen by the CEOs of ABS.
One half of this payment shall be remitted at the beginning of
the three months of service with the balance due at the end of
that period. In addition, MI agrees to assume total
responsibility for the safety and safe return of Mrs. Kieffer.
Daily contact between the CEOs of ABS will be provided, and MI
shall also provide all reasonable assistance to Mrs. Kieffer to
allow her to transmit detailed reports of all activities to Mr.
Bryan Kieffer. Are we all agreed?"
No one spoke until Dietz said, "Very well. It is done. Shall
we sign. Mr. Kieffer has a plane to catch, and I wish to fuck
his wife before we board my private jet for my Bavarian Chalet.
We must be there before 8 PM tonight as Andrea and I will be
entertaining three important clients of mine. Let's sign."
Everyone signed all 10 copies after which Dietz said, "That's
takes care of our business. Heinz, please escort Mr. Kieffer to
the helicopter. I believe his luggage is already on board."
After I had gathered up my copies of the agreement, Heinz said,
"This way Mr. Kieffer. The chopper is waiting to take off. We
need to hurry."
As we exited the lounge, I turned back to wave goodbye to my
wife, but she couldn't see me. Dietz had her bent over the table
with her dress thrown up over her head and her panties halfway
down her thighs. She was moaning as his huge cock hammered in
and out of her very receptive cunt. As I mounted the stairs to
the deck, I heard her screaming,
"AHHH... MEIN GOTT! Ficken Sie mich h�rter, Dietz. Stock dass
riesiger Schwanz in meiner Fotze, Liebling. UGH! UGH! UGH! Ich
habe einen Orgasmus. Ficken Sie mich h�rter, tiefer, schneller.
AAAAHHH!!! I'm cumming on your big cock.... give it to
meeeeeeeee!! Harder! Deeper! Faster! UUNNGGHH!!"
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The Nerd:
With nothing else to do other than worry about my wife, I
immersed myself in work. I was spending 13 to 14 hours a day
working on the MI computers. It was going to take some time
before we could manage to expand A&B Solutions, Inc. sufficiently
to permit me to delegate part of the work load. In the meantime,
the sheer size and number sites associated with MI meant I had to
work long hours to get everything done.
In addition to the sheer volume of work, the work itself was
difficult and sophisticated. I doubted that there were a dozen
computer nerds in the country who could have handled even half of
the modifications that were needed. However, for me, it was a
joy and a delight to apply my skills to such a problem in such a
good cause. I had little doubt that this work and the future
work my wife would do in marketing and advertising would result
in making A&B Solutions, Inc. a major player in the computer
world.
The third day after my return from the cruise, I received my
first e-mail message from Dietz:
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Good Morning, Bryan. Your wife has been too busy taking care
of my large schwanz (that's cock in English) and servicing my
friends to have time to call or write, so I thought I would give
you a short report.
As you know, I was fucking your wife when you left the ship to
catch your plane home. After she had had three, intense orgasms,
and I had filled her hot hole with a sizable load of sperm-filled
semen, we left on the chopper to rendezvous with my private jet
at my airfield. The flight to my Bavarian Chalet required only
90 minutes. Nevertheless, that was ample time for me to fuck
Andrea again. After I finished, I allowed my assistant... I'm
sure you remember Heinz... to enjoy sloppy thirds with her.
Your wife was amazed and enthralled with the opulence and
magnificent scenery surrounding my chalet. I call it my
"Bavarian chalet". However, in reality, I should call it my
Bavarian castle since it contains 23 rooms and over 1,100 square
meters of living space. (That's about 12,000 square feet,
Bryan.) She has three rooms to herself and each is furnished in
lavish style. I think it's safe to say that your wife loves it
here. The castle, the food, the scenery, and, of course, the
awesome sex has her in a constant state of euphoria and sexual
heat.
Last night, your wife entertained Hans, one of my German
clients who visited. Hans has a been a client of Mannheim
Industries for over a decade, and Andrea thanked him properly for
his business. Hans is worth about 100 million U.S. dollars... a
small sum compared to the more than one billion that I'm worth,
but vastly more than your net worth. Of course, your wife was
very impressed.
Hans' schwanz is two inches shorter than mine and not as thick,
but even so, his shaft is a full inch longer than yours. He's a
very energetic stud and fucks his women with hard, powerful, and
very rapid thrusts. He's also very dominant. Andrea couldn't
stop cumming. She was squealing and moaning so loud that the
servants came in to watch Hans plowing your wife cunt and ass
holes.
I know you would have loved to watch and masturbate, but, of
course, you need to work hard to fulfill your obligations to
Mannheim Industries. I am providing some photographs I took of
Hans fucking your wife. I'm sure you will enjoy masturbating as
you look at them.
Notice how powerfully the German male fucks your wife. You
should have heard her screaming as her impaled cunt exploded
around his driving schwanz.
Hope you enjoy jacking off to your wife's pictures, Bryan.
I'll send more soon. Right now, I have your wife lying on my bed
in just her heels. I have instructed her to keep her legs up
with her knees pressed against those big tits of hers and to stay
like that until I'm ready to use her Fotze (cunt in English).
She's been waiting for me like that for almost a half hour now.
I think I should end this communication and go in and use her
hot, throbbing cunt hole.
Best regards,
Baron Dietz von Mannheim
Executive Director and CEO
Mannheim Industries, Inc.
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--
I had to agree with Dietz that the photos of Andrea having sex
were incredibly erotic. I did masturbate twice that night
thinking about Andrea and wishing she were in my bed.
Early the next morning, I was back in my command center
surrounded by dozens of powerful computers, each armed with 12 GB
of RAM memory and each backed by ten storage units with a 1,000
GB capacity. At 10 AM, I was completing work on updating the
systems at MI's Dusseldorf facility. My most recently programmed
accounting software, virus protection programs, and java web
pages designed by Andrea had been incorporated into the system.
At the moment, I was completing my checks on the new backup
software programs that automatically downloaded all system
software and data files for storage on the MI backup units.
These programs were essential to MI in the event of a crash or
virus invasion. Their presence insured almost immediate
replacement of any system that failed. I had located several
minor flaws in their previous programs and eliminated them.
When the renovation and maintenance on the backup software was
complete, I began work on their security systems that protected
their computer system from hackers and industrial espionage by
their unscrupulous competitors. The MI security was already good
to excellent. By 1 PM that afternoon, it was foolproof. Woe
betide any hacker trying to circumvent my protection protocols.
As my fingers flew unerringly over the keyboard inserting
masterful and innovative software code that was surrounded by
layer upon layer of security protection, I knew that my feelings
were similar to those of great virtuosos, such as Joshua Bell,
when their fingers and bow moved over the violin. I knew,
absolutely knew, that I was the consummate virtuoso of computer
programming. I was in my element... it was what I was born to
do.
At 2 PM, I logged out of MI's Dusseldorf facilities and logged
in to their twin Hamburg facilities. Each facility was run by
its own dedicated computer facility. So, I would have to repeat
all the work twice. As usual, I began by disabling all
firewalls. Then came the work on the backdoor protocols. That
was followed by insertion of the new java web pages and
accounting systems. The hardest job was the security
modifications. It took me two hours for those modifications
alone. When I finished the two facilities at 5 PM, I had been
working steadily since 8 AM with just bottled water to stay
hydrated. At that point, I allowed myself the luxury of an hour
break for dinner.
At 6:15 PM, I logged into the mainframe computer systems at MI
headquarters in Berlin. Again, I began by lowering all
firewalls. Then came the backdoor protocols, the insertion of
the new software for accounting and advertising for MI. The
security modifications were difficult but similar to those of the
other factories. The work went smoothly. When finished, I
turned my attention to the personnel and financial records of the
MI corporation and to the personnel financial accounts. These
were very sensitive items that needed the highest level of
security possible. The security I provided to uphold the ABS end
of the ABS-MI contract was the finest and most secure the world
had ever seen. Of course, it was that because the world had
never before seen the security protocols I had devised for MI.
They were no less than works of great art. It was midnight when
I logged off.
I had to smile ruefully when I reflected on the fact that while
I had been working for 16 hours for Mannheim Industries, Baron
Mannheim had been working for many hours plunging his huge
schwanz in and out of my wife's cunt and arranging for her to
help him win new clients for MI.
Before turning in for the night, I decided to check my e-mail.
It was 1:30 AM at A & B Solutions, Inc., but it was already 8:30
AM in Bavaria. I wondered what Dietz had had Andrea doing the
previous evening. As I suspected, there was another e-mail from
Dietz.
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Dear Bryan,
I hope this e-mail finds you working hard and well. You wife
is magnificent, but you already know that. Last night, she
entertained me after dinner with her lovely arsch (ass in
English). I have it stretched nicely now, and it is a delight to
fuck.
After seeing to my needs, she was pleasured by three very
well-endowed black friends of mine. They run a small corporation
in France, which has used MI services for several years now. I
love inviting them to my chalet to pleasure my women. Their
cocks are huge, and I do love to listen to the women howl with
pleasure when they're being fucked. Again, I've attached several
photos of the hot action as well as an audio recording that you
can download to hear your wife squealing in orgasm after orgasm.
Photo #1: Just look at the size of those cocks your wife is
about to suck. Even though we've blindfolded your wife, she
knows how huge they are. They make yours look rather small,
don't you agree?
Photo #2: Andrea couldn't stop cumming when this monster schwanz
pumped her asshole.
Photo #3: Different cock up your wife's ass, another in her
mouth, while she jacks off the third. Hot, don't you agree?
Photo #4: Can't you just imagine how your wife wailed and cried
in ecstasy when those two huge dicks slammed into her cunt and
ass holes at the same time while the third cock fucked her
throat. We removed her blindfold so she could enjoy the sight of
those studs fucking her.
Photo #5: Your wife being tripled fucked by three black cocks.
Are you jacking off now, Bryon? LOL!!
Talk to you later, Bryan.
Baron Dietz von Mannheim
Executive Director and CEO
Mannheim Industries, Inc.
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Of course, I was jacking off. I continued to do it until I
fell asleep around 2:30 AM.
The next day, I did the work on MI complexes in Bern, Paris,
London, and Warsaw. At midnight, I was completing the work for
the regional business offices throughout France, German, Austria,
Bavaria, England, and Switzerland. It had taken 17 hours of near
continuous work.
There was no message from my wife and none for Dietz that
night.
I spent the fifth day working on the U.S. branches of Mannheim
Industries. They had two manufacturing plants, one in Atlanta
and one in New Jersey. Again, it was close to midnight before I
finished the work.
Once more, my wife had not contacted me. However, there was a
short e-mail from Dietz. It just said that he had taken Andrea
on a helicopter flight over the alps after which they had been
the guests of one of the Board members for Mannheim Industries.
Dietz said he had had my wife wearing a hot, red teddy with no
panties for the entire evening. Then, he added, "Of course, our
host fucked your wife." He had enclosed a single photo of him
with his cock up her asshole. The caption read: "Hans really
enjoyed your wife's asshole, Bryan. He asked me to send you his
thanks. He says he's looking forward to many future visits to
her hot holes."
On the sixth day, I started work at 6 AM. I was anxious to
finish... very anxious. There were four other MI facilities
scattered around Europe whose computer facilities I upgraded to
my specifications by 4 PM. After that, I skipped dinner and
worked on Baron Dietz von Mannheim's personal computers in his
Bavarian Chalet and a few other locations. At 9 PM, the work was
complete, and I opened a bottle of my favorite German wine to
celebrate. As I sipped the wine, I opened Dietz's e-mail for the
day. As expected, it showed two German studs double fucking my
wife complete with snide comments from Dietz. I skipped most of
his comments and just looked at my wife being royally fucked.
I was back at work at 6 AM again the following morning, but
this time, the "work" would be totally different. Sitting down
in my command center, I felt a calmness, a serenity, a near
overwhelming sense of sheer power. Opening a port to MI's
Hamburg No. 1 facility, I entered the computer system via the
backdoor. Once in, I entered all the disabling codes required to
bypass the security protections I had carefully inserted. These
protections were so elaborate and intricate that this operation
took almost 10 minutes. Without knowledge of the multiple layers
of protection and all the code words, it would have taken an
eternity.
When I was in the central core of the computer, I entered a
sequence of four commands to the software modules I had
previously loaded. Once done, I logged out, and went into the
kitchen to prepare myself a delicious breakfast of pancakes,
eggs, bacon, and hot coffee. To pass the time, I worked a very
difficult crossword puzzle, which I completed in less than an
hour.
The call came sooner than expected. It was 8 AM my time, 3 PM
in Bavaria.
"Bryan, this is Heinz. We need your assistance immediately.
You are to drop whatever you are doing and stand ready to provide
it. Understood?"
"Heinz, from this moment forward, you will address me as Herr
Kieffer, nothing else. Verstehen Sie?"
At first there was silence. Then, "What did you say?"
"I asked you if you understood that you will address me
henceforth as Herr Kieffer. Don't you speak German? I will try
again. Noch einmal verstehen Sie?"
"I understand what you are saying, Bryan, but I don't think
..."
Click! I broke the connection in the middle of his sentence
and went back to working on a new crossword. Less than a minute
later, the phone rang again.
"Herr Kieffer speaking," I responded upon lifting the phone.
"If you wish to play silly games, so be it, Herr Keiffer,"
Heinz said, his voice dripping with disdain and sarcasm. "We
need your assistance immediately at our Hamburg Number 1
facility. Our computer system has crashed, and the entire plant
is shut down."
"So why call me, Heinz? Call Hamburg and tell your computer
people to fix their computer. That is what MI is paying them to
do, is it not?"
He fairly screamed into the mouthpiece. "We have called them,
you idiot! They can't fix it. Nothing they do works. We
need..."
Click. I returned to my crossword puzzle. This time, the
phone rang 30 seconds later. I didn't pick up. It rang again.
I ignored it. After five more rings, each coming faster than the
previous one, I answered the phone.
"Herr Keiffer speaking."
"Listen," Heinz began. I cut him off abruptly.
"Schweigen Sie, Idiot. Gebrachte Baron Dietz von Mannheim auf
der Linie. Sofort. If you still can't understand German, we can
try English. Silence, you idiot. Put Baron Dietz von Mannheim
on the line. Immediately. Now, once more, Verstehen Sie?
Antworten Sie auf mich! Answer me!"
"Jawohl, Herr Kieffer. Sofort."
It was less than a minute before I heard Dietz's voice. "Good
morning, Bryan. Or do you wish me to address you as Herr Kieffer
now?" His voice was filled with the same condescending sarcasm
as Heinz's had been.
"Herr Keiffer is mandatory if you wish to speak with me, Herr
Mannheim."
"Very well, Herr Keiffer. As Heinz was attempting to tell you,
we are having serious problems with our computer system in the
Hamburg No. 1 plant. They have all crashed. Every computer..
all of them! It is unbelievable. Our computer people there have
been working for hours and cannot repair the damage. They tell
me that all of the software, the system... everything is kaput...
totally finished."
"They will have to reload all the system software and
operational codes from their backup files. It will take an hour
or two, but the machines themselves will be in perfect operating
condition. You just need new system and data files along with
all the software codes that operate the plant. Have you people
load those backup files."
"The plant manager has done that. They have tried reloading
everything twice, but the backup files seem to be corrupted too.
How is that possible?"
"Really? None of the backup files work? The only way
something like that could happen is that someone has gained
access not only to your mainframe computers but to all the
auxiliary machines that store the backup files as well."
"But I'm told that the system is engineered to reload and renew
the backup files every two hours. So how can this possibly
happen?"
"It can't... unless someone has changed the software codes that
perform the automatic downloads so that what is downloaded is a
corrupted version that will not function."
"Mein Gott! Was kann getan? What can we do?"
"Your people will have to rewrite all the system and all the
software coding for every operational code used by the plant.
That will probably take weeks or months. But, unfortunately,
even when that is done, all the operational data used by those
codes will still be lost and that will render the software
useless anyway. So..."
"Yes? What can we do?"
"Well, in the German version of good old American English, Sie
k�nnen sich beugen und Ihren arsch auf Wiedersehen k�ssen."
"WHAT?"
"You don't seem to understand German any better than Heinz.
Allow me to translate for you. You can bend over and kiss your
ass goodbye."
That succinct comment brought a long, long period of silence.
I went back to work on my crossword.
Finally, Dietz spoke again. This time the sarcasm was replaced
with a venomous anger. "I will give you 12 hours to have the
Hamburg system operational again, or I will sell your wife into
slavery in the middle east, and you will be dead in less than a
week. Verstehen Sie? How's your German, Bryan?"
"Actually, Herr Mannheim, it's very good. Now listen very
closely because your fortune, your wealth, your corporation, and
your life depends upon it. First, I'm going to tell you what I
have done so you will fully understand your situation. Second,
I'm going to tell you why I have done this. Third, I will inform
you of what you are going to do if you hope to preserve your life
style, Mannheim Industries, your wealth, and your life. Finally,
I'm going to inform you of the manner in which our future
dealings will be conducted. I suggest you take notes, but it's
up to you. I will not go over this again. Are you ready? And
by the way, don't address me as Bryan again or another of the MI
plants will suddenly crash and burn. Verstehen Sie?"
Another long silence during which I could just imagine Dietz
struggling to maintain some semblance of control and sanity.
Finally, I heard, "Yes. I'm ready. Go ahead."
"First... what I have done. While you've been busy sticking
your big schwanz into my wife and loaning her to your friends,
I've been working 15 to 16 hours a day on every computer system
in every plant and business complex in the Mannheim Industries
system. Backdoors have been inserted into every single computer.
Security protocols have been incorporated into the every
operating system that will automatically trigger a system
meltdown if anyone attempts to enter and alter the coding. The
entire memory will be erased and all software corrupted so as to
be totally useless. There are so many layers of protection, your
people have no chance whatsoever to enter and change the coding."
"Mein Gott! Mein Gott! Warum? Why?"
"The answer to that question comes next. Let me finish. In
addition, I and I alone have uncorrupted backups than can restore
your systems. They are in file protected computers with the same
security precautions. Your people have no chance to access them.
But that's not all. I have inserted a built-in self destruct
device in every single Mannheim computer. By self-destruct, I
don't mean the machine will explode and kill everyone. I mean
that if the self-destruct devices are triggered, all software and
memory in every computer will be obliterated beyond repair and
the Mannheim Industries will cease to exist. These time-bombs,
as it were, will automatically activate and destroy your entire
empire beyond repair unless I enter appropriate codes into two or
three mainframes somewhere in the Mannheim system at periodic
intervals known only to me."
At this point, I heard a strangled gasp from Dietz. "If I
should suddenly drown in my breakfast cereal or my car run off
the side of a cliff or any other death befall me, those codes
would obviously not be entered and Mannheim Industries would very
quickly resemble Berlin in 1945. Moreover, I can assure you that
if my wife is injured in any way, I will destroy every fucking
plant, every fucking business complex, every fucking financial
record in your corporation. In addition, I will fully inform
every member of the Mannheim Board that it is your actions of
giving me total access to your computers just so you could fuck
my wife and use her as a sex toy that caused the destruction.
What do you think will happen to you if these men learn that
their fortunes and their lives have been destroyed because you
wanted to stick your big cock into my wife?"
There was no reply, so I continued. "If that's not enough,
Herr Mannheim, during my work on your personal computers, I
discovered financial accounts showing substantial financial
contributions to Muslim groups whose primary purpose is the total
destruction of the Jewish state in Israel and all the Jews along
with it. If those fail safe codes are not entered, all these
data will automatically be transmitted to the Mossad."
At this point, there was a gasp of sheer fear from Dietz.
"Need I remind you, Herr Mannheim, that the Jewish people have
long memories of Buchenwald-56,000 Jews murdered, of
Dachau-31,591 Jews murdered, of Ravensbruch-90,000 Jews murdered,
of Treblinka-870,000 Jews murdered, of Auschwitz-1,100,00 Jews
murdered plus many, many others. They have little love for
Nazi-type assholes like you. If you think you, a billionaire,
can hide from the Mossad, you need a brain transplant, Herr
Mannheim. Are you catching my drift? Verstehen Sie? Do not
make the mistake of thinking that I am bluffing, Herr Mannheim."
"But why? Warum?"
"Why? Because you broke every agreement we had. First, you
had A&B Solutions compete for your business. When we won that
competition, did we win your business? No. We had to submit
ourselves to your one-week cruise during which you used our need
for your business as a weapon to get your cock into my wife.
Andrea and I discussed that at length and agreed to allow it in
order to build our business. She likes sex. So do I, and I like
to watch, so it wasn't a great hardship."
"But that wasn't enough for you. You then extorted us into
allowing you to "rent" my wife for your own pleasure. In
addition, you have done your best to humiliate us both simply
because you enjoy inflicting pain on others. You are just a
worthless Nazi bastard. We also had an agreement that Andrea was
to be allowed to contact me daily. You have prevented that.
Finally, you now threaten her life and mine."
"But let me proceed to the third point. Here is what you are
going to do. As soon as we break this connection, you will have
two of your bodyguards escort my wife to the nearest
international airport where you will purchase a first-class
ticket to Kennedy International Airport. She is to arrive there
safely no later than noon tomorrow. If she is not there, one
more of your plants will crash and burn every two hours until she
arrives safely. This is not negotiable. Verstehen Sie, Sie
wertloses St�ck des Schei�e? Do you understand, you worthless
piece of shit?"
"Since Andrea will not fulfill her three months of service to
you, we will not require the additional $500,000 payment, but
your initial payment of $500,000 is forfeit because of your
deceit. In addition, your one million U.S. dollars per year will
be increased immediately to an annual fee of three million per
year. Failure to keep up your payments will result in more MI
factories and plants being destroyed. Any retribution on your
part or MI's part will result in immediate and complete
destruction of all MI facilities and transmission of the
financial documentation to the Mossad. Finally, we will convert
your three million interest-free loan to a three million dollar
gift in appreciation of my wife's marvelous sexual skills that
you have so fully enjoyed."
"Now there is some good news for you, Dietz. When I break this
connection, I will immediately reload uncorrupted files to the
computers in the Hamburg No. 1 plant so that it will become fully
operation by tomorrow morning. That will serve to show you my
good faith. You mind your manners around me in the future, and
Mannheim Industries will grow and prosper and your fortune and
power will increase along with it. Cross me again, and you are
history. I won't ask you if we have an agreement because your
word is worthless. You've been warned. Do what I tell you to
do, and you will be more than fine. You'll be even richer. Do
otherwise, and I will unleash the fires of hell on you.
Verstehen Sie?"
"Jawohl, Herr Kieffer. Ich verstehe."
"Gut. Sehr gut."
I was just about to hang up when I heard Dietz muttering...
almost talking to himself. "Wie k�nnte das geschehen sein? Wie
ist das m�glich?"
I felt I owed the guy an explanation. "Dietz, You want to know
how it could have happened... how it could have possibly
happened. The answer is simple. You made the mistake of
thinking that money controls the world. It doesn't. Knowledge
and information control the world. And knowledge and information
are housed in computers."
"Therefore, he who controls the computers of the world,
controls the world. And nerds control the computers, Dietz.
Nerds rule. Nerds rule."
=================================
Epilog:
When Andrea saw me waiting at the gate at Kennedy International
Airport the next morning, she ran as fast as her legs would carry
her, threw herself in my arms, and wouldn't stop kissing me.
Tears streamed down our cheeks while dozens of people looked on,
all smiling at our obvious joy.
During the entire four-hour drive home, she cuddled against me,
purring, kissing me every time I stopped the car for a red light
or stop sign.
Finally, she asked, "How did you do it? What happened? Dietz
told me if I didn't obey his every command, he would sell me into
slavery in the middle east. He kept me locked in my room. I
couldn't call you or anyone. I thought my life was over. How
did you do this?"
"I love the feel of your gorgeous breasts against my side. If
you stay cuddled against me, I'll tell you everything."
"Wild horses couldn't pry me loose, Darling."
An hour and a half later, I completed my story, leaving out
nothing. I wasn't sure what kind of response I expected from my
wife, but what I got was like nothing that I had ever imagined.
"Oh my god! You destroyed a billionaire like he was just a bug
crawling across the floor and brought an entire corporation to
its knees. OOOohhhh... UUUMmmmmm ... AAAaaahhhhh... OOhhhh
fuck... I'm cumming... I'm cumming so damn hard."
She was. My wife's body was shuddering in the midst of an
intense climax. Now it was my turn to ask, "How did that happen?
I didn't even touch you?"
Still breathing heavily, my wife panted, "Oh Honey... don't you
know that nothing turns women on as much as being able to excite
incredibly powerful, rich, handsome, hung men. I always knew you
were handsome and hung with a long, thick cock. I also knew that
one day you might be rich. But I didn't know it would be so
soon, and I never, ever even remotely suspected that my nerd
husband was the most powerful, ruthless, cunning man on the
planet. Just being next to you... knowing that your cock is hard
for me... is more than enough to make this woman cum. Now get us
home. I want your cock in me... for the rest of my life.
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