VIP Companion

by Thomas Henry

  She kissed him again and then slowly sat up, still straddling him. She rolled her hips against his groin as she ran her fingertips over his face and slipped two fingers into his mouth. Then she bent over and kissed his lips as he sucked on her fingers. He slid his hands back inside her pants and ran them up and down over her bare skin.

  Karen sat up again and gazed into his eyes as she untied her halter top, leaving her chest bare. She showcased her magnificent tits by arching her back and spreading her elbows wide as she brushed back her hair with both hands. And then she leaned over and mashed her breasts against his chest as she kissed him again. He pushed her pants down enough to expose her ass and squeezed with both hands.

  Karen reached down and grasped his cock through his pants as she swung her leg over and kneeled next to him. She leaned forward with her tits swinging and worked at unfastening his belt. She bit his cock through his pants.

  “Better be careful, you little cock tease,” he said as he rolled her nipple between his fingertips.

  Karen chuckled with a mouth full of fabric. “I like to tease.” She bit his cock again and then unzipped his pants. He wasn’t wearing any underwear, so his thick rod sprang right out. Karen held it between her palms and said, “Mmmm!”

  She lifted his balls by pulling on his cock, and then gave them a thorough tongue bath. She looked me directly in the eyes as she ran her tongue up and down the underside of his cock. She sucked one ball and then the other and then licked up and down his cock again. She flicked the head with the tip of her tongue, catching the leaking precum. All the while, she continued to gaze directly into my eyes.

  Then she looked down and very slowly engulfed the fat head of his cock with her lips. She kept making “mmm” sounds as she sucked.

  Tyrone leaned his head back and closed his eyes. “Man, that’s good.”

  Karen looked directly into my eyes again and deep-throated as much of him as she could. She started to gag, and saliva dribbled into his jet-black pubic hair. She held him in her throat as long as she could and then resumed swirling her tongue around the head of his cock and running it up and down.

  Karen winked at me and said, “Mmmm…I love sucking this cock.”

  Tyrone rubbed Karen’s back and shoulders. She continued sucking him without missing a beat as she scooted around far enough for him to be able to reach her ass and pussy. He ran his hand over her ass and between her legs. He pulled down the back of her pants and finger-fucked her, making squishing sounds as he plunged into her creamy pussy.

  Karen began sucking him aggressively and massaging his balls. Tyrone flexed his hips and groaned. I assumed Karen was trying to make him cum in her mouth, and I was pretty sure he was on the ragged edge.

  But Karen suddenly stopped sucking him and sat up. She wriggled out of her halter top and tossed it aside. She bent over and sucked Tyrone again briefly and then trapped his cock between her breasts. She pressed them together and slid them up and down his cock. He continued to probe her with his fingers.

  Karen sat back up and unbuttoned Tyrone’s shirt. He bent forward so she could pull it off. Then she stood up on the bed, maintaining her balance with one hand on the canopy while Tyrone peeled off her pants and quickly kicked off his own.

  Karen dropped back down next to Tyrone and resumed sucking and fondling his cock and balls. But after a few seconds, he pulled her up beside him. They passionately and noisily kissed and caressed, intertwining their legs, both now totally naked, except for Karen’s high heeled sandals with the ankle straps.

  Tyrone ducked down to suck her nipples again. Karen leaned her head back and moaned, “Uh-huh…uh-huh…” as she stroked his cock.

  Karen rolled onto her back and pulled at Tyrone’s shoulder. As he rolled over on top of her, she spread her legs for him and grasped his cock. She rubbed the head against her folds.

  “Oh, god…you’re so big…”

  “Don’t worry. You can handle it. I’ll be gentle.”

  Karen nodded.

  He pushed into her. She pressed his face between her palms and kissed him. He gave her slow, deep strokes that quickly had her squirming and moaning and wrapping her legs around the small of his back.

  Karen was breathing hard and grunting, “Ah…ah…ah…ah...” She straightened her legs and spread them wide apart. Tyrone gave it to her fast and deep.

  They were cheek-to-cheek, their bodies in rhythm as he pumped her. She began gasping, “Yes…yes…yes…yes…” Her voice broke, and she seemed on the verge of crying. “Yes…yes…yes…fuck me…fuck me…” She gave out a little scream. “YES! Oh, god! Yes…yes…yes…” I could hear the slurping, squishing sounds of his cock pistoning in her sopping pussy. They were both slathered in sweat.

  Karen cried out, “Oh fuck…oh fuck…oh fuck…ahhh…ahhh…” She was trembling and shaking her head uncontrollably. Tyrone drove his cock deep into her and held still until her orgasm subsided. Then he eased out of her and rolled onto his back, panting.

  His cock was glistening from her juices, but I didn’t see any evidence that he had cum, and he was still rigid. I wasn’t sure if that was good or bad.

  Karen’s breathing slowed. She gave me a quick glance and then rolled over and licked Tyrone’s cock. She got to her hands and knees and very slowly sucked and licked his balls. His cock began to throb, and a large bead of clear precum oozed out of the tip.

  Tyrone pulled Karen up next to him and spooned her. He lifted her leg back over his and slipped his cock into her from behind. Karen gazed into my eyes and then turned her head and kissed Tyrone over her shoulder. At first, they moved together slowly, with Karen pressing her butt against his groin every time he pushed balls-deep into her.

  After a little while, Tyrone rolled Karen onto her stomach and mounted her. He kissed his way up from the middle of her back to her neck. “You want some more, Baby?”

  Karen twisted her upper body and kissed him over her shoulder. “Yes…yes…please!”

  Tyrone lay down on her and gave her deep strokes. “Like this, Baby? You want it like this?”

  “Yes…yes! Like that! Give it to me!”

  Tyrone slipped his arms under Karen’s shoulders and gripped her hands. He held her upper body tight between his elbows as he plowed her.

  Karen started to tremble. “Ahhh…ahhh…”

  “Cum Baby. Cum for me Baby!”

  “Ahhh…ahhh…oh fuck…oh fuck…OH FUCK!” Karen screamed and buried her face in the pillow.

  “That’s it Baby. That’s it…oh yesss…oh yesss!” Tyrone groaned and stiffened.

  They lay coupled for several minutes while they both struggled to catch their breath. Karen turned her head and gazed into my eyes. Her breathing slowed, and her eyes got heavy.

  Finally, Tyrone pushed up onto his hands and knees and pulled out of her. A thick rope of semen dangled from his cock and drooled onto Karen’s thigh as he rolled over next to her.

  After a couple of minutes, Karen got to her hands and knees. She gave Tyrone a lingering kiss and then went down on him again. She licked and sucked him clean. She looked at me and smiled as she ran her tongue around the head of his cock.

  I felt Lita’s lips grazing my ear. “Wow! That was fucking hot!”

  I could only nod. Between the ache in my balls and the knot in my stomach, I was speechless.

  “C’mon,” Lita whispered, “Let’s go find that boot jack-off thingie and get your boots off.”

  * * * *

  By the time we got to our room, Lita had peeled off her t-shirt. “Get your boots off!” she said as she kicked off her shoes and stripped off her shorts.

  I kicked the boot jack into position and pulled off my boots. While I was undressing, Lita poked around in the closet and found her 5-inch stilettos. She steadied herself with one hand on my shoulder as she carefully stepped into them. At first, I didn’t understand why she was putting them on. But when she draped herself over the side of the bed with her plump ass in the air, I knew what she was u
p to. She was making it easier for me to take her from behind. I hadn’t believed her when she said that her favorite position was doggy, but now I suspected that she might have been serious.

  Lita stretched out with her arms above her head and her face on the bed. She waved her hips gently from side-to-side.

  I stepped up behind her and ran my fingers through her glistening folds. Her wetness sent a thrill through my balls. There is just no other lubricant that compares to the creamy secretions of a horny young woman. Feeling it always reminds me of the first time I touched Rachel there. This time was no exception, and for a moment, I imagined that Lita’s round rump and muscular legs belonged to Rachel.

  I held Lita’s hips and positioned my cock. A drip of my precum mixed with her juices. Somewhere in the back of my mind, I marveled at how well nature had programmed and equipped us to reproduce.

  I gave her a couple of gentle strokes to spread her lubrication down my length, and then I drove deep into her. My cock was so hard that it felt like it might burst. Were it not for the fact that Lita had thoroughly drained my balls the night before, I probably would have cum right then. But fortunately, despite my extreme arousal, I was able to maintain my self-control.

  I slid my hands up and gripped Lita’s waist as I stroked her. She turned her head and looked back at me. “Give it to me. Really give it to me.” She pushed back to meet each of my strokes.

  I really started pounding her. She gripped the bedcover and met me stroke-for-stroke as her fat little ass bounced and jiggled. “Oh fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck! Oh, fuck me! Fuck me!” She buried her face in the bedcover and squealed as her whole body convulsed.

  That brought me to the brink, so I pushed deep into her and held still until I was able to get myself back under control. Lita was panting, and we both were dripping sweat.

  “Did you cum?” she asked.

  I shook my head. “I’m enjoying this too much. Wanted to hang on for a while.”

  “Oh, good!” She squeezed my cock with her pussy. “I’m ready to go again whenever you are.”

  Lita gathered her hair at the back of her neck and twisted it into a semblance of a pony tail. She held it up. “Here, grab this and ride me, cowboy.”

  I grasped her hair with one hand and gave her butt a little smack with the other. “Giddyup, I said.”

  “Yes! Right there! Right there! I’m gonna cum…I’m gonna cum!” She squirmed against my cock and frantically rubbed her butt up and down my groin. I grabbed her shoulders and forced myself deep inside her as she spasmed and groaned. “Oh, fuuuuuuuuk…”

  Once again, I had to struggle to control myself. I was stimulated to the point of sweet agony, and I wasn’t ready to let that go.

  I gently ran my hands up and down Lita’s back as she shuddered and panted. Finally, her breathing slowed. She turned her head a bit and looked at me out of the corner of her eye. She wiggled her butt and said, “Hana hou?”

  “Hana hou.”

  She rose to her elbows and grinned at me over her shoulder. “Told you I liked it doggy-style.” She rubbed her butt up and down my groin again. “But let’s finish your way.”

  She pulled away from me and lay down on her back. She scooted up until her head was on the pillow and then drew up her knees and spread her thighs. She ran her middle finger through her folds and then circled her clit with her fingertip. “Come give me what that black guy gave Rachel.”

  I managed to give her a few good strokes before I came so hard that my balls actually hurt.

  * * * *

  It was about 5:30, so the second-night cocktail hour had started. Lita and I didn’t necessarily need to attend, but we were both sexually-sated and hungry so we decided to join the others for drinks and dinner.

  I was dressed and ready to go first. I didn’t want to make Lita feel like I was rushing her by sitting around and waiting impatiently for her to finish, so I thought I’d go on out and have a drink and let her get ready at her leisure. I saw Tyrone standing over by the bar. Karen was nowhere in sight, so I decided to join him.

  “Hey, Tyrone.”

  “Hey. How’s it going?”

  “Where’s your lady?”

  “Oh, she’ll be along in a little while. Had to make a phone call to check on her kids, so I thought I’d come out here and give her a little privacy.”

  I was a little surprised that Karen had told Tyrone anything at all about her personal life, let alone the fact that she had kids. But I was glad to know that she was keeping in touch with them. I had been a bit concerned about how they were taking her absence and why they thought she wasn’t at home.

  “She must have a very accommodating sitter,” I said, just making conversation.

  “Well, actually, Rachel’s husband is taking care of them.”

  That one caught me by surprise, too. Had she told Tyrone that she was married? “You mean ex-husband?” I asked, thinking maybe Karen had claimed to be divorced.

  “No…apparently not. She’s married to an older guy. Can’t get it up anymore, but doesn’t want to lose her, you know, so he lets her get it on with other guys when she gets the itch.”

  Karen’s lie was somewhat amusing, but it still gave me a knot in my stomach. “Sure looked like she had the itch with you this afternoon,” I said.

  “You don’t know the half of it. She’s insatiable. I really am gonna have to ask Sally if she has any of those boner pills.”

  My stomach churned, but despite the fact that Lita had thoroughly drained me, my balls began to get that feeling. “Or you could tell…um…Rachel that you just want to cuddle.” I winked at him.

  “Oh man, ain’t no way I’m gonna miss my chance to bone her all night. Hell, you must be in the same fix with that little hottie of yours. If you don’t mind me sayin’ so, she has a great ass. I’ll bet you rode that all afternoon.”

  I raised my eyebrows and shrugged. “Maybe I need to ask Sally for a boner pill, too.”

  We both were distracted by the manatee’s arrival with the same two skinny Asians as he had the night before. Tyrone shook his head slightly and whispered, “Oh, man…bet they’re earning their money.”

  I was intrigued that, like me, the manatee still had the same “girlfriends.” That must have meant that no one else wanted them…or none of the other girls were willing to take him on.

  Before I could amuse myself by trying to figure out which it was, I noticed that something had caught the manatee’s attention. I followed his gaze. He was watching Lita as she sauntered across the courtyard toward me. I remembered what Sally had said about Karen not being his type. Well, Lita clearly was. I shuddered at the thought.

  I quickly glanced around for the other men. Karen’s scruffy haole guy and the nondescript guy both were chatting with mixed-race “local girl” types. The Japanese guy was nowhere in sight.

  Lita came up and took my arm. “Here I am at last.”

  I looked her up and down. “And well-worth the wait.” She was wearing a loose-fitting little diaphanous dress that left little doubt that she wore nothing else. Nothing other than the stilettos… “Drink?” I asked.

  “Maybe just a sip of yours for now.” She took a little sip of my Tanqueray-and-tonic.

  “Ah, here she comes,” Tyrone said.

  Karen was coming out of the door of the bedroom next to mine. Until then, I’d had no idea they were right next door to Lita and me. I wondered if Karen had heard us going at it earlier.

  Whereas Lita had dressed very simply, Karen had taken the opposite approach. Her short, silky white robe floated open as she walked, revealing her virginal white bra, panties, garter belt, and mesh stockings…and white heels with straps around her ankles. In general, I’m not fond of white stockings on haole women, but Karen’s skin was tan enough to pull it off. The only thing missing was a flashing “fuck me” sign.

  “Damn!” Tyrone whispered as he touched his crotch. “Might not need that pill after all.”

  Karen glanced at me and then smiled
and winked at Tyrone as she walked to the bar. I saw the bartender mix a Tanqueray and tonic for her, too. But unlike mine, hers had two shots of gin.

  Karen lifted her glass to her lips and drained about half if it before she joined us and took Tyrone’s arm. She gave him a kiss and then looked at Lita. “Hello again.”

  “Love your outfit,” Lita said.

  “Oh, these old rags?” Karen said. She slid her hand down Tyrone’s arm and interlocked her fingers with his. “Just a little something I like to wear for my man.” She leaned her head against Tyrone’s shoulder and smiled at Lita again.

  Of course, I knew Karen was jerking my chain, but that didn’t do anything to settle the butterflies in my stomach as I relived watching her with Tyrone earlier.

  Karen whispered in Tyrone’s ear. He turned his head and gave her brief look of surprise. He glanced at Lita, then me, and then back at Karen. I heard him whisper, “Yeah, why not?”

  Karen looked me in the eyes for the first time. She took Lita’s free hand and pulled her a few feet away from me. Then she leaned over and whispered in Lita’s ear, continuing to look me in the eyes. Lita glanced at Tyrone and then at me. She shrugged and nodded. Karen obviously had made some kind of proposal to which both Tyrone and Lita had agreed. I thought Karen must have suggested swapping partners. What else could it have been? Even though I was on the verge of sexual exhaustion, the thought of having Karen in my arms again gave me a thrill, and I felt my cock stir. And maybe I’d finally find out what the hell she was doing here.

  Of course I was dying to ask what Karen had proposed, but she had made a point of excluding me by whispering, so I decided to wait. Whatever it was, one of them surely would tell me about it sooner or later.

  Lita and I went to the buffet table. Karen and Tyrone followed behind us. Once we had loaded up our plates, Lita and I sat down in the same loveseat from which Max and I had watched Karen with PD a few weeks earlier. Karen and Tyrone followed us and sat on the same sofa she and PD had used. I couldn’t stop myself from imagining Karen repeating that performance with Tyrone.