by T. N. King
Rex knew he needed to master them as they desired, so he assumed a stern expression while gazing down and watching her finish while her mouth clamped tightly onto him. His cock throbbed at the sexy feel and the erotic image of her devouring his hard cock while helplessly coming onto her fingers.
Next to her on the couch, Sebrina drew in a deep breath, but held herself still.
Rex waited for Samantha’s orgasm to abate. After all, she was the one who needed the pleasure.
Stepping back, Rex pulled her mouth away from his dick. “Well, now that was naughty of you.” He turned and grabbed the condom, handing it to her.”Wrap me up, bad girl.”
She raised her shaky hands and did so, rolling the sheath onto his engorged erection.
Rex looked over at the panting Sebrina. “You get the prize, little girl.
She gulped and smiled at him.
He looked over at the bad sister. “Get down on the floor.”
Samantha complied.
“Face up against the couch with your ass in the air, sweetness,” he added.
She positioned herself facing the couch while titling her pleasing, round ass upward.
At the sexy sight, Rex gulped now but hid his urges. “Now Sebrina, turn around and straddle your sister’s back.
The hot, needy girl looked confused.
Rex forcefully picked her up and aligned her against the couch tilting her ass in the air, crouching down, he grasped the top twins hips. “You get the sweet end, good girl.” He shoved his hard cock into her waiting, wet pussy.”Hold onto the couch and enjoy your reward.”
“Oh!” she screamed with pleasure as her fingers grabbed onto the couch cushion.
Reaching down, he slapped Samantha’s ass with his thrust into her sister’s pussy.
“Oh!” Samantha cried out.
Rex would plunge deep into one and spank the other with each glorious, rhythmic pump.
They were both writhing with joy and squirming with different types of pleasure. “Reach under and finger fuck yourself, bad girl.”
The spanked twin immediately did as he said and gasped loudly as she rapidly shoved her fingers in and out of her pussy.
“You will both come only,” he paused for effect and shoved deeper into Sabrina’s pulsing pussy.”When I say!”
They moaned loudly and panted so heavily that he could feel the steam from their breaths.
”Good girls. You like this?”
“Oh, yes!” they shrieked
Rex slowed the action down and held onto the top twin while he enjoyed the feel of her pussy sliding over his very hard arousal. The sensuous sight of their bare asses tilted upward as they both panted and quivered with erotic need threatened to undo his restraint. He then began again to spank and fuck the obviously exhilarated women until they were worked into a wild lather.
Pumping in and out of one sweet pussy as he spanked a sweet white creamy ass, he thought of how he should be paying them for giving him such erotic pleasure. He knew they were close and he was too.”Okay girls, do you wanna to come?”
“Yes, yes!” they answered breathlessly.
He reached down and grabbed onto Sabrina’s luscious tits, thumbing her hanging, erected nipples. “Oh yes, you two are hot women and don’t ever forget that. Nice round asses, big luscious tittys, so sweet, wet and soft.” He plunged with relish a few more delicious times, delving and reveling in a sweet hot double heaven.
Mindless with ecstasy, both girls panted and started to beg in unison for release. “Please—Please?”
Rex allowed himself a victorious smile as he made them wait a minute more while the delightfully sinful slapping sound of Sabrina’s sweet ass cheeks hitting his hard stomach grew louder in the room. His hand came down with a smack on Samantha’s quivering tender butt cheek.”Come, sweet slaves!” he shouted.
The girls bucked and screamed like wild horses in the throes of heat as they nearly whooped with their simultaneous orgasms, their sumptuous bodies jolting with pleasure while they bucked against each other. “We love you!” They shouted at the same time as they cooed and gasped breathlessly.
“Good little girls, very good.” He congratulated them as he hung onto to Sebrina’s hips. Double the pleasure, double the fun! He thought with a laugh. His mind filled with another sexy twofold idea for good use of the suite’s king sized bed and he knew at that very moment that he loved his job more than life itself as he felt himself climax hard.
TRICKING YOU, TRICKING ME
Monday, Monday…. and Rex was exhausted. Gee, I wonder why? He chuckled as he dressed for his beach run. He’d given 10 orgasms for the weekend and had six himself. He usually never spent so much cum, during his shifts. This weekend had been full of surprise climaxes though.
He needed to slow down. But he knew he wouldn’t, he was book up for six months solid. Maybe take a cruise? Mmm, the last time I did that I had a liaison each day and those were just freebies, they never knew he was a man of the night. He just couldn’t resist them. Weak man. Weak and satisfied! Some vacation that was. Most take those to get laid more, me? I take it to get a break from fucking.
Grinning, he made his way out to the sand. It never failed to amaze him that he lived here in Malibu, right on the water’s edge. He stretched and warmed up a bit. It was six a.m. and no one was around, just like he liked it. He stretched for a good fifteen minutes, and then started his run. The birds were out in force, they never cared what time of day it was. Everybody had their work, I suppose.
At about mile two, he realized he had a follower. He knew they were back there. It was usually a safe beach, but you never knew living in Southern California what may happen. Actually you weren’t safe anywhere. He slowed down, even though he should have sped up. He was curious to see if it was just happenstance or something more personal.
The other person slowed down as well.
Dammit! He didn’t need this. He halted and bent over, pretending a cramp. Releasing a groan, he sat down. Then, he hazarded a sideways peek.
The person had stopped as well.
Okay, that is it! Rex rose up and headed back toward the tail. He saw the stranger turn and head up the beach. Stupid idiot, can’t even stalk somebody the right way!
It was a man, that he could tell, but the stalker headed up the incline and hit the parking areas. At 7a.m. they started to get busy and Rex knew he wouldn’t be able to find him in the morning rush.
He decided he’d had enough action and he took the run back home. It did bother him though. He decided to call his bud Jack, who was a private dick and see if he could get a handle on whether he had a tail or not. He always teased Jack by saying they had the same jobs, but Jack never found it to be too funny. Private Dick, yes that is exactly what I am. Rex laughed aloud, as he made it to the house and took a long slow look around at the surrounding beach front before going in.
* * * *
Rodeo Day. The middle of the week and Rex was caught up on everything that had been on his planner. Every Wednesday, he went to the Rodeo as he called it. Rodeo Drive, the center of LA’s shopping for the elite set. He went there sometimes, to pick up a few things or if he saw something that he liked, he bought it. However, the real reason was to people watch. It was an experience he truly enjoyed.
In the beginning, three years ago, he visited to window shop, in the lean days of failed auditions and theater work that paid poorly. He had a tiny studio apartment at the time. He couldn’t even afford a dime to rub against the penny he didn’t even have.
In between bit jobs, he’d head down to Rodeo and study the rich and sophisticated, for acting and for practice as he was determined to be one of them someday. He’d gotten his very first trick experience right along this very street. This was where it’d all began. Only it wasn’t a trick like the many he’d had since then, his first experience as a male for hire, would always overshadow all the other nights he had in his work.
Most men remembered losing their virginity or they remembered the
ir first visit to a whorehouse. Not Rex, he would always remember a meeting, the person who showed him how talented he truly was, gifted in the skill of pleasure.
Ava Pavorelli. What a woman she was too.
He’d never done a woman for money and she taught him that true unadulterated pleasure paid in more ways than one. Rex stood looking into the sax window and finally allowed the memory of her to wash over him. The day was sunny, just the same as the day he’d met her.
* * * *
She’d psychically run into him, acting he was a store clerk, and shoved her many shopping bags at him with an order for him to escort her to her car.
Intrigued by this lovely lady who looked to be in her early thirties, red hair, her form all curvy like he was attracted to, Rex was all male and he just didn’t argue, so of course he followed her out.
Following behind her, he was captured by a sense of what he loved in a female, a natural sexiness that couldn’t be faked. A pure and feral sensual power to imbue men with hard-ons and wet dreams, this one was indeed one of those women.
She walked with a liquid grace, her hips rose and moved with enough tilt to make a man stand up and look her way. Watching the movement reminded him of the sway of wheat in a sun dappled field, natural under the sky, rolling and undulating in a way only the nature of sensuality would understand.
Her walking motion simply invited illicit thoughts of how to use those lovely hips to propel her down and over a ready hard cock. Her breasts were busty and fit her other curves so well while they bounced in a soft seductive way, causing visions to dance in his mind of how lovely those bounces could appear from the right angles.
Rex could still remember feeling hard like never before in his life upon just the appearance of a woman and the lustful urges were powerful as he trailed her to the car.
The car was a red Maserati, another piece of pure sexiness. He looked it over with a true appreciation only reserved for things that were above the norm and this car was one of those objects.
She flipped around and took a few of the bags from his grasp her expression was now very friendly.” Thank you so much and I’m sorry for that.” She tapped her key ring and the back door flipped up, revealing a small trunk.
He stepped forward and put a few bags into the back compartment. “Sorry?”
“I knew you didn’t work there.”
Surprised, he looked from the sports car to her face. Rex studied her lovely features, noting that she had a pair of lips that were more than luscious, such a kissable mouth and no lipstick apparent. He’d thought secretly that she just didn’t need any.
She plopped two more bags in and hit her key ring pad.
The compartment door slowly lowered shut, as Rex stepped back. “Oh, really?”
Looking nervous now, she nodded. “The truth is…” She hesitated.”Well—are you busy?”
Rex thought it was more than a vague question. “Busy? With what?”
She let out a laugh. “I mean attached, um…”
The dumb slow male within him had missed the main point entirely, not recognizing the fact that she was propositioning him as he had been preoccupied with ogling her and the dammed car. When his brain finally caught up with his dick, he realized that this mega hot blonde was coming onto him and he knew he had to be the luckiest guy standing on Rodeo Drive. “No, I’m unoccupied.”
His answer made her face flush.
Staring at the fresh pink climbing her cheeks, he knew right then that he would love to make her entire body flush just like that and watch as the rosy color swept all the way up along a soft curving body to those round sumptuous breasts, meeting with the same color of her nipples, and then he wanted to see the sweet sexy hue move all the way down to her succulent pussy. Three words revolved in his mind—Pink, sweet, wet.
“Hop in.” She hit her key button and both doors rose up in unison.
Rex looked around, wondering if there might be a catch. He’d been rolled a few times since landing in LA. He looked at the gorgeous blonde who waited next to her magnificent car as she proceeded to literally pick him up like a piece of candy from the sidewalk.
The dumb male in him was slow to catch this heaven sent invitation and the hesitation was sure proof that he needed to learn to recognize opportunity when it knocked. What the hell is the matter with you, Rex? Who rolled a person while driving a car worth a half mill? He chuckled at his stupidity along with the useless anxiety and got in.
She went around and got into the driver’s seat the doors lowered and the car roared to life. “I saw you an hour ago,” she admitted.
Rex looked over at her.
“I wanted you the very second my stunned eyes roamed over those delicious lips.”
Rex stilled. With his looks, he’d been hit on by women before, but this was up front as all hell.
She reached down, grasping the gear shift knob and threw it into first. “I want to…” She pitched the car onto the busy street with a swerve.” Fuck you, suck you and lick every delicious inch of you.”
Rex swallowed hard and looked out at the people ducking out of the way as she nearly ran them over.
“Does that shock you?”
He had to be honest.”Yep.”
She gave him a dazzling smile. “I bet you’re big too.”
At her words and appraisal, Rex felt the swelling grow along his cock. “Yeah.”
Biting at her lower lip, she downshifted and drove through the district. “So, do you wanna make some cash?”
He blinked his eyes at the question. “Depends.” Rex had been offered money right and left, but earning it may prove to be hazardous or it might be downright sickening.
Her laughter rolled over him like a lovely breeze full of hot tingles that danced along his skin.
“All I want is you, all of you—just for me and all night long.”
With this indecent conversation, his dick lengthened to a full complete erection. “In that case, yeah.”
“I know you probably think you just got picked up by some dirty old lady and you’re suspicious.”
Rex turned to gaze at her. “I may be a little suspicious, but what I really want to know is where’s the dirty old lady?”
Sweet laughter resounded again in the small interior.
Rex smiled. “Really, you are gorgeous and if I am suspicious it’s because this all seems too good to be true.”
She tore through the streets now, driving like there was a fire somewhere and her life may depend on whether she caught up to the flames. “I’ve been wanting—needing…this. For months, I’ve been all over, everywhere in LA, the beaches, the malls and even the clubs over in the Beverly Hills district. I haven’t seen one man that made me even look twice.”
Rex held onto the dash as she whipped the car into the Grande Hotel parking area.
Pulling into a spot, she shut the car off. “When I saw you? I got soaking wet in five fucking seconds.”
His cock was throbbing now and way past being just simply erect.
“I only have two stipulations,” she whispered nervously.
I knew it, here it comes, the detail that would probably make this whole thing not so good to be true.
“I want you to promise that you will try to suspend my climaxes, so that I can enjoy this and make it last.”
Rex stared at her and laughed, well number one was fine. ”And for two?”
She gazed down at his bulging crotch.” I can see you are healthy and attracted. So, if you could…?”
Rex grinned. ”Show you?”
Nodding, she was biting at her lip again.
Rex was momentarily stunned. Never in his life had he been propositioned in quite this way and never had he been asked outright to show his cock by request. Reaching down slowly, he noted that with her watching his actions his hard on became almost painful. He unzipped and reached into his briefs. Pulling it out, his dick sprang up to its full nine inches.
Her gasp filled the car with a whooshing sound
. “Oh, God!” she muttered, “I thought maybe, but…” Her words were uttered in gasps of breath as her tongue peeked out and swiped at a luscious lower lip.
The sensuous sight of her sliding tongue made his shaft visibly throb.
“Oh!” She pressed her hand down to her crotch. “I think… I might just—” she gulped. ”You won’t be able to meet stipulation one.”
Rex threw his head back and laughed, tucking his bad boy back into his pants and zipping up.
Her breathing seemed to calm.
“I do know how to suspend,” he looked out at the parking garage. “It may sound cliché, but I’ve never been paid for sex before.”
“Well, you dammed well would be worth plenty,” she whispered back.” Did I insult you? I mean, that isn’t what I meant to do.”
Rex shook his head.” No, I feel complimented. I mean just look at you. Why would you need to pay for it?”
“Preference, I suppose.”
He looked over at her now.
“The men who want me?” She shook her head. “Not who I want. So, if you are okay with this…?”
He thought, hell yeah, I’m okay with it. Get something like you and make money doing it? I must be fucking dreaming. ‘Yeah, it’s plenty okay.”
With a pop and that upward lift that only Italian sports cars do, she opened her car door and got out.
Rex followed suit and waited she locked the sleek sports car with her remote.
She made her way to the elevator and he walked beside her.
They were silent all the way up. The elevator door opened on the tenth floor. “I have had this room booked for three months.” She took the room’s key card from her handbag.
Rex knew she should have felt nervous, but he didn’t. He was going into a hotel room with a woman who picked him up off the street—almost. He was going to sex her for money. Rex smiled, as the thought was a funny one. I get to bed this blonde and get paid for it?
Ava walked through to the bar. “Do you want a drink?”
“No, maybe later.”
