by M T Stone
Jackie apparently decided that Kate was having too much fun and wanted to trade places with her. She proceeded to mount me as Kate moved to the side to accommodate her. Much to my surprise, Jackie was every bit as tight as Kate, and she clearly knew how to use her vaginal muscles. It was as if she was gripping me each time she slowly rose on my shaft. I was honestly surprised by how talented she was down there. As Jackie slowly fucked me, Kate began playing with Jackie's breasts and sucking her nipples. I added to Jackie’s pleasure by stimulating her clit with my fingers. Within a matter of minutes, Jackie began to react to all the stimulation, moaning loudly and picking up the pace. As she began to slam down on my cock, I tilted my hips, looking for the angle to give her maximum satisfaction. It worked. She began to tremble and gyrate wildly in a fit of passion. As she reached a shuttering orgasm, Kate slid back on top of me facing Jackie and began kissing her. Those two were totally hot together, and it made me wonder if they had any previous experience.
After a minute or two of making out, Jackie pulled Kate onto the bed and went down between her legs. Kate sighed and looked over at me while I propped myself up on one elbow to watch the show. Jackie began to sensually kiss and tease Kate's other set of lips. I have to admit, this is a fantasy come true! I can’t believe this is happening! My god they are gorgeous together! I don’t even know where to look! There was so much beauty and activity going on in front of me that I couldn’t possibly take it all in. Shit, where’s my phone? I should be recording this! Apparently sensing my thoughts, both girls turned their attention back toward me.
“What are you thinking about, Jack?” Jackie asked, as she wiped her lips and came for me.
“Just a little overwhelmed here.”
“Good. Let’s take it to the next level, Kate.”
Jackie began to stroke me, as if I wasn’t rock hard already. Kate returned and began kissing me while Jackie focused on my lower unit. Kate’s tongue darted in and out of my mouth, and Jackie was doing the same to my small head. This little trio was everything I had hoped it would be! Kate stood up and stepped across my waist, determined to straddle me. Jackie backed off as Kate sat down, and I knew it wouldn’t be long until my balls were out of their misery. I was impressed by my staying power, but at the same time I had a tremendous aching that had been building all night and needed to be relieved. As Kate began to pound on me, Jackie began sucking and playing with them once more. My God that feels incredible!
Watching Kate’s face as she fucked me and seeing Jackie’s gorgeous ass peeking out from behind hers was too much to handle.
“I’m coming,” I proclaimed, but neither woman was about to give me a break.
Kate continued to pound my increasingly sensitive flesh, as Jackie continued sucking my balls. I was glad that my cardio exam had gone well because those two were determined to push my limits. Giving in, I forced myself to lay back and let those two have their way with me, and that’s exactly what they did. Kate continued to pound me until she reached climax herself, and Jackie didn’t let up until after Kate finally stopped. All I remembered after that was lying there trying to catch my breath while thanking them for such an incredible experience.
“Kate, you officially won. There’s no way I’m ever going to top that.”
“Just promise me you won’t stop trying,” she replied, giving me a kiss.
“What did you win?” inquired Jackie.
“Nothing, just a little joke between us,” Kate assured her.
All three of us were drenched in sweat as we collapsed onto the bed and pulled up the blankets.
“In six and a half hours we will be landing in Paris, angels, and it will be around noon local time.”
Neither of them seemed to care about the end of the flight. They simply snuggled into my sides, and we all dozed off to the sound of jet engines purring in the background.
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Chapter 15 - Saturday In Paris
Jack
Waking up with a hangover at six a.m. New York time and having to carry on like it was noon was not an easy task. It wasn’t until my ears began to pop during the approach that I realized our sleep time was over. My mood improved instantly, however, as I looked down at the two beautiful, naked women in bed with me. If the trip had ended right there, I would’ve considered it a full weekend. Instead, our weekend had just begun.
Jackie
My ears were popping, my head was pounding, and it took me a few seconds to figure out where the hell I was. Good Lord, that was one helluva Friday night! I looked over and smiled at Jack as Kate was still soundly asleep on his arm. Just for kicks, I reached over and began to play with his dick. Of course he immediately shot me down, so I reached over and plugged Kate’s nose instead. Now she’s awake.
Kate
Why is my head pounding so badly? Wow, waking up in a descending aircraft with a brutal hangover is something I don’t want to do again. This sucks! I squinted and looked over at Jackie who was all cheery and laughing at me. What the hell is her problem? Oh shit, Jack’s moving too. I’ll bet this means we have to get up. That Ultimate Hangover Cure better work or this is going to be a long day!
“Can we just sleep today?”
“Sorry, Kate, but we’ve got lots of plans,” Jack replied, grabbing his underwear and pants.
“Do we at least get to check into the hotel and take a shower?”
“I think we definitely all need a shower after last night.”
I had to think for a moment as to where I had left my clothes. It reminded me of the movie The Hangover, but luckily there were no wild animals in the bathroom. The wheels touched down on the runway just as I was stepping into my dress. Luckily the toilet was closed so it provided a solid place for me to land. Otherwise it wouldn’t have been pretty!
“Are you alright in there?” Jack asked, after hearing my elbow slam against the door.
“Yes, I’m fine and almost dressed.”
By the time I got my hair straightened out and my clothes back in place, the plane had rolled to a stop. As I exited the bathroom, I was greeted by the friendly smiles of our pilot and co-pilot.
“Was it a good flight for you three?” Tim inquired.
“It was awesome!” Jackie replied.
All four of us had to laugh, as Jackie’s hair was still completely fucked up. I was glad the bathroom had had a mirror, or I would’ve looked the same way. Exiting the plane, we were all greeted by a brisk, but sunny 30 degree day. We hustled to the limo and jumped in, relieved to find it nice and toasty inside. I can’t believe I’m in Paris!
Jack
While checking into the hotel, there was a gentleman at least ten years older than me accompanied by a female about the same age as Kate. I gave him a knowing smile as Kate and Jackie joined me at the front desk. That’s one thing I loved about Paris; people really don’t give a shit about the affairs of others. If anything, they would scoff at us simply for being Americans.
“Are you two sure we won’t need a little more room?”
“I’m fine with one king-size bed if you are, Jackie,” Kate replied, with her sly smile.
“I insist as well,” Jackie concurred.
“Does that mean the hangovers are wearing off?”
“Yeah, that ultimate hangover cure actually worked!”
As the bellhop escorted us to our room, I couldn’t help but notice how wrinkled all our clothes were. We were probably the most wrinkled up, expensively dressed people who had checked into Le Meurice in some time. I gave the bellhop a 100 Euro tip, to insure he would take good care of us.
“We have just over an hour until our ride picks us up, so we have to make it quick,” I told them, heading back to the master bedroom.
There was a bath tub and shower in the master bath, as well as a shower in the second bathroom, so there was no lack of options. Just as I stepped in the shower, however, both girls came through the door wearing nothing but robes.
“Do you mind if we join you?” Kate asked s
o sweetly.
“Remember, we only have an hour,” was my only rebuttal.
Needless to say, my dick was squeaky clean within a matter of minutes. I personally saw to it that all of Jackie and Kate’s private parts were thoroughly cleaned as well. Kate was teasing me because the whole time we were in the shower, I wouldn’t turn my back to them. Kate had almost killed me in the shower just days before, so I could only image what the two of them could’ve done to me.
By the time we were dressed for the day, our ride to the heliport was waiting.
“Where are we going?” asked Kate.
“After a quick flight to Reims, we’ll have some lunch. Then I want to show you the Cathedral, the Palace of Tau ,and the Saint Remi Basilica, which are the three high points of the historic city. After that, we are going to Moët & Chandon for a tour of their wine cellars and champagne tasting. You will soon see that Dom Pérignon tastes best at the source.”
“Wow that sounds great!” Jackie agreed, licking her lips.
As we lifted off the helipad, all three of us took in the bird’s eye view. When it came to sight-seeing, nothing beat a helicopter. Our pilot spewed out a stream of interesting facts as we flew past the Eiffel Tower, over the Arc de Triomphe and east along La Seine River over Place de la Concorde, Musée d'Orsay and other Paris landmarks. Obviously Kate and Jackie would’ve enjoyed a walking tour along the river, but we were off to bigger and better things (in my opinion anyway).
As we left Paris, the views changed to the beautiful rolling hills of the French countryside. I took this opportunity to talk with Jackie about a modeling contract. After doing the background check on her mother, I now understood why she was a little socially handicapped. In other words, there was a reason her father smoked himself to death. I was interested to see if providing Jackie with a more stable outlook would help her grow into her potential. By improving Jackie’s situation, I also hoped she would be a source of support for Kate, instead of a jealous thorn in her side.
“Have you ever considered modeling, Jackie?” I asked, to get the conversation started.
“Since I was a little girl, but my mother kept squashing any glimmer of hope. Now I’m 22, and it’s too late.”
“Actually, from what I’ve seen, you’re in your prime.”
“Jack, you know how long it takes to build a portfolio and reputation. I should’ve started about seven or eight years ago, but that was about the time my dad died.”
“What if you got to start out building your portfolio and rep with a six figure contract?”
“Seriously? What are you saying?”
“We have a couple dozen catalog models and another dozen editorial models on staff. If I started you off as a catalog model working weekends, I could guarantee you six figures your first year. If things work out, you could be doing editorials within a year, and your salary would double.”
“That would be incredible!”
“You aren’t as thin as our typical catalog models, but we have a couple new lines that would be perfect for you. When Kate’s line comes out early summer, I’ll include you there as well.”
“Seriously? Kate’s going to have her own line?”
“Yes. I want you to be successful as well. In fact, here is my offer to you. If you work hard and focus one hundred percent of your energy on refining your skills, I’ll make sure you are considered for the 2014 SI swim suit shoot.”
“Really? You could get me in?”
“Yes, I’ve worked with them several times. If I send over some good photos, they’ll bring you in for a test shoot.”
“Wow, that would be killer.”
“My first impression of you was that you should be a swimsuit model, and seeing all of you last night did nothing to change that impression. Hell, I’d give you the cover!”
“I’ve told you that many times, Jackie,” Kate interjected.
“By the way, what’s your full name?”
“Jaclyn Kay Conrad, why?”
“When you start modeling, you should definitely go by Jaclyn Conrad instead of Jackie. You are way too sexy to be a Jackie.”
“Thanks, Jack,” she replied, giving me a hug.
As she turned away to look out the window, I could tell she was choked up with emotion. I winked at Kate and took her hand. Jackie was no longer going to be a problem.
“I have one more surprise for you, Jackie, but you’ll have to wait until we have our first glass of Dom to find out what it is.”
“I hate surprises, Jack.”
“What’s with both of you hating surprises? I love surprising people, so you two better get used to it!”
Flying across the French countryside, we took in the beautiful scenery as we approached Champagne country. Jackie would be shocked to see who was pouring her champagne later. It was the 26-year-old French tennis star Andre Barineau, who had recently signed on as a spokesperson for Moët. He had agreed to return to Paris with us and take Jackie out on the town. She would love the attention of the paparazzi, and it would allow me to treat Kate to a nice romantic evening in the City of Love.
Touching down in Reims, I saw that our limousine and driver were waiting for us. I sent Kristen a quick text to thank her and let her know everything had gone flawlessly thus far. We were all quite hungry so the driver took us to a fantastic little restaurant called Le Foch, which Jackie translated into “Let’s Fuck”. She wasn’t swayed by the fact that Foch is actually pronounced Fosh. Two orders of the Menu Dégustation was more than enough food for the three of us and allowed them to get a great overview of the Finest French Cuisine.
Now that we had full stomachs, I wanted to show Jackie and Kate the primary attractions in Reims. It was a cool but sunny day, perfect for seeing the sights. The imposing cathedrals, impressive palaces, and museums rich with European history would keep the average tourist busy for a few days. We, however, enjoyed the speed-dating version and had it all done in two hours flat, including a walk through the incredible display of original oil paintings in the Museum Of Fine Arts.
“Have you two worked up a thirst yet?”
“Sure,” they replied simultaneously.
“Good! We are off to Moët & Chandon for champagne, which is the primary reason for coming out here!”
Kate
Between the jet, helicopter, and limousines, I was starting to feel pretty important. Everywhere we went, people were rushing to take our coats, open the doors, and provide us with every little thing we could want. I had to wonder how much it cost to get this type of royal treatment but had learned not to ask. Jack had made it clear to me after I obsessed over the $35,000 Saks credit that anything under $100,000 was considered petty cash. In the previous year, he had made over $220 million just on stock appreciation and dividends. That meant that Jack had earned about $602,000 per day! Even after he sold his stake, he would continue to make about $240,000 per day just in dividends and interest. For someone with my background, I couldn’t even imagine making that kind of money. So I guessed it totally didn’t matter if he was spending ten grand a day on limos, hotels, and helicopters. What a way to live!
In the past, I had always thought Dom Pérignon was simply overpriced French champagne, but halfway through the tour I gained a new appreciation. Dom is vintage champagne; that’s only made in the best years, and all the grapes used to make a batch were from the same year. Most champagne, by contrast, was non-vintage; it could be made from grapes harvested in a variety of different years. Also, all Dom Pérignon was aged a minimum of twelve years, which was what gave it a silky texture. By the time we hit the tasting room, Jackie and I both agreed we had never tasted more luxurious champagne. Of course, Jack just sat back and snickered at us. If he keeps this up, I’m going to have to surprise him in the shower again!
Jackie
What an incredible day! Reims was gorgeous, only to be topped by sipping Dom Pérignon in the cellars of Moët & Chandon. The guy serving the champagne was so gorgeous and attentive. He looked famili
ar, but I couldn’t place him until he asked, “Do you ever watch tennis, Jaclyn?”
“Oh my god, you’re Andre Barineau!”
“That’s me. Jack asked me to accompany you tonight and give you a personal tour of Paris.”
“Really? That would be incredible! Thanks, Jack. I take it back; I love surprises!”
“I thought you would, Jackie. Surprises can be a lot of fun. Let’s have one more glass; then we need to catch our ride back to the helicopter.”
I have to admit that I was absolutely giddy upon leaving with Andre, especially when he reached over and took my hand as we were walking to the car. His dark, naturally wavy hair, deep brown eyes, and French accent were all to die for!
“Do you like to dance, Jackie?”
“Yeah, I love it!”
“Great, I’m going to take you to the Oberkampf District tonight, and we’ll go to The Panic Room first and then next door to The Dance Cave at Pop In.”
“Sounds great!”
Shit, I’m going to have to find some antiperspirant between now and then! God he’s cute.
Jack
Kate and I relaxed in the back of the helicopter while Jackie chatted incessantly with her new friend Andre. Unfortunately, the champagne didn’t do much for me, except make me sleepy. My eyelids kept closing, so I stopped resisting, and Jackie’s voiced faded into the background. It wasn’t until I felt the thud of the touchdown that I rejoined the rest of my party. Everyone was focused on me, as Kate mocked me for being an old man. I’ll show you later who’s an old man!
