Romance: My First Time With The Tycoon

by Ally Nelson

  Tricia didn’t waste time with the vibrator. She ran it over April’s labia, over her clit, and April cried out as the electric energy surged through her. After a few passes, April felt the head of the vibrator, a purple rubber covering a dark pink rod, pressing into her. April opened her hips and her knees, and pressed herself down toward the vibrator, accepting it into her. She felt full and hot, as though she could come at any moment, but she didn’t want things to end so quickly. She wanted to play with Tricia for as long as she could, feeling her and enjoying her wetness, her scent, and, if possible, come with her at the same time.

  “We’ll take turns with that, you know,” April said to Tricia.

  “No,” Tricia disagreed. “This is all for you. I want you to use your fingers.” Keeping the vibrator as it was, Tricia grabbed one of April’s hands and brought it to her clit, engorged and protruding slightly from her vaginal lips.

  “You’re so fucking wet,” April whispered admirably. “My god.” Tricia’s wetness was on her inner thighs as well as inside her, and April took her fingers and rubbed the wetness onto Tricia’s clit. She began to circle it with her thumb, then, when she sensed Tricia was ready, she gently pinched her clit between her thumb and her index finger.

  “Fuck!” Tricia cried out, her face and chest flushed red. “Fuck that feels so…fuck!”

  Tricia dropped the vibrator and pressed down on April, finding her hips with her hands. April felt Tricia find her clit with her pubic bone and the two women moved together. Tricia’s hair flowed into April’s, tickling her neck and her collarbone. The tension in April built and she knew she was close, on the edge of her orgasm. She dropped her head back to give Tricia space to kiss her neck. Tricia kissed it enthusiastically, groaning and sucking, almost grunting as she continued to thrust against April.

  “Fuck, I’m gonna come,” April said, feeling the sensation of lightness beginning to emanate from her clit. “I’m gonna come!”

  “You’re so goddamn hot,” The two women talked in low voices to one another and, within a few moments, both cried out in their orgasm. Neither stopped; they kept grinding against each other in an unspoken desire for a sustained, possibly multiple orgasm. April marveled at how in sync she and Tricia were. They moved in a perfect rhythm, and within another moment, both women came a second time, the orgasm stretching itself out into a heartbeat with small blips of heightened energy as they came.

  “Again!” Tricia cried out, and they kept moving, body to body, not room to slip a cell between them, a hot, itching sensation in April’s clit that needed to be scratched again and again as she came over and over, each orgasm making her cry out, like a fit of sneezing, no relief, all release.

  When the women finally slowed down a few minutes later, the orgasms waning, April laid back, gasping and breathless. She could not stop smiling, and she cupped her swollen pussy with her hand, feeling the coolness of her palm against the throbbing warmth of the rest of her body. Tricia pulled back from, or, April thought, more like slid off of, her and stood next to the exam table. Dr. Goodfreid pulled a chair up to Tricia and she sat, just as breathless as April.

  The two women looked at one another appreciatively, both feeling a sensation of being desired, fulfilled, and satisfied. April felt like she needed a cigarette, and she didn’t even smoke.

  “Well, that was…” she paused, searching for a word. “Unexpected.”

  All three burst into laughter, another tension release, and April reached for her exam gown. Then she paused. “Wait,” she said, looking at Dr. Goodfreid and his cock, now larger than life and nearly ready to burst. “Come here,” she said. “Nurse?” she asked, looking at Tricia. “Would you like to assist?”

  Dr. Dale Takes Laura’s Innocence

  By: Emily Walsh

  Dr. Dale Takes Laura’s Innocence

  © Emily Walsh – All rights reserved

  Published by Steamy Reads4U

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  Chapter 1

  Unbelievable thought Laura. It was the biggest event for the Fairbanks Hospital since it opened 20 years earlier. The banquet celebrating the opening of a new wing to the hospital was the grandest event in town and that jerk Dale was giving the keynote address. She still could not believe how the hotshot Doctor who had been at the hospital for only five years was now the superstar and spokesman for the hospital. Dr. Dale D’Angelo…he is such an asshole thought Laura.

  After all, she'd been at Fairbanks for 10 years and was by far a better doctor in her estimate. Ever since she'd gotten to the hospital she devoted her life to making it a better place and had lobbied hard for the new wing. Dale, on the other hand, was lauded as a hero ever since he stepped foot into the hospital. He was tall, handsome, and has a personality that was very powerful yet light. “He has mojo in spades…you could call him Ace,” was how one of the head nurses described him.

  But what really stood him apart was the fact that two years ago, as a side project, he had invented an artificial heart valve which has already earned him over $1 billion according to the rumors. What irked Laura even more about Dale than the fact that he was superrich, was the fact that they both were surgeons and, although she didn't want to admit it, he was a damn good one.

  The banquet was the place to be. The Mayor was there, along with all the big businessmen in town, and all of the major socialites. Everyone was dressed spectacularly in their best tuxedos and gowns. Classical music played in the background while a fleet of waiters scurried around delivering drinks.

  The new wing to the hospital was a major breakthrough, certainly, but Laura felt like it was more of a party for Dale. After all, he was the golden boy inventor of the medical device that saves lives and everybody loved him for it. His reputation was sparkling and he also has a force of personality that everybody like to be around. However, Laura simply believed he was arrogant and overrated even though deep down there might be a touch of envy and office rivalry at play.

  Laura felt even worse about the situation because not only was Dale giving the keynote speech and being applauded by everybody but he was also attending with his beautiful wife, Kate, which she despised even more than Dale.

  Meanwhile, Laura was still single. She devoted the last 20 years to getting ahead. First, she studied harder than anybody else to receive her degree. Then, right after medical school she got married but, due to her high work volume, she ended up getting a divorce a few months later. In addition, Laura was a bit on the plump side - she was a big, beautiful woman with ample breasts and a luscious bottom. She was at the event with a date but it was with her friend Frank who she had known since college.

  “What a wonderful evening,” said Sarah. Sarah was one of the head nurses at the hospital and her and Laura had always been friends ever since they first met a few years earlier. Sarah was quite attractive thought Laura. For the banquet she let her hair down and it went all the way to the middle of her back. At work, she kept it up in a bun, but for
the banquet everyone was gussied up and Sarah's normal attractiveness was taken to a whole new level.

  “Yeah, I think it's great,” replied Laura.

  “Ladies and gentlemen good evening and thank you for coming,” the MC began, as everybody directed their attention towards the front of the room. After a few introductions and speeches congratulating everybody and welcoming the guests, Dale was announced. “And now let me introduce a man who needs no introduction, but first, we make the announcement that the new wing of the hospital is going to be named the “Dr. Dale D'Angelo wing!”

  Suddenly the blood began to rush to Laura's face and she almost fell out of her chair. What the hell are they doing? a voice screamed in her head. She couldn't believe it. She put in ten times as many hours working to get that wing built than Dale and now they were naming it after him? Unbelievable thought Laura. It could not have been named after a bigger jerk. She snapped the breadstick that was in her hand and it helped to release a little of her pent up aggression.

  “Thank you, thank you,” said Dale as the applause kept coming. “Thank you, no, please, please take a seat.” Finally, after the applause ended and everyone sat back down, Dale continued. “Many, many years ago, we had a dream, we had a dream and now it has finally come to pass,” Dale continued to a thunderous ovation.

  Many years ago? He has only been at the hospital for five years and he was talking like he had founded the freaking hospital thought Laura.

  Dale continued his speech for a few more minutes as Laura fumed. Suddenly Dale paused and looked around. “But you know, I can't take all the credit for building the new wing, there was one person in particular who worked hard to help get it done.”

  Finally, Laura thought, her eyes widened as she fully deserved, in her mind, and expected for Dale to name her as the real driving force behind the new wing. “Sarah, can you please stand up and take a bow?” Dale continued as Laura could swear that he made eye contact with her and gave her a sly wink. Sarah stood up, smiling, took a bow and everybody applauded. Dale continued his speech for more minutes and then dinner started.

  After dinner, as people were mingling with each other around the room, Laura made it a point to bump into Dale. “Congratulations big-shot,” said Laura as she found an opening when Dale wasn't being surrounded by his admirers.

  “Laura, how did you enjoy the speech?” Dale said as he sipped on his martini. The truth was, Dale knew how much it irked Laura for him to be in the spotlight and get credit for everything. After all, they often worked side-by-side and over time built somewhat of a rivalry. Laura was the senior surgeon at the hospital before Dale arrived, they were coworkers, and then Dale became a superstar. Dale actually liked Laura deep down but he also enjoyed the playful, in his view, rivalry that they had.

  “Oh it was great, I'm surprised they didn't name the whole hospital after you,” replied Laura sarcastically as she rolled her eyes.

  Dale just gave her a sly smile and a quick wink like the one he gave her during the speech.

  “Well, congratulations big man, I suppose I'll see you at work Monday,” Laura said begrudgingly as she walked away.

  Chapter 2

  “2 CCs…stat,” Dale said to his head nurse as he imagined he was gently squeezed her bosom. All the nurses, in fact, all of the women, in the hospital were mesmerized by Dale. He was an alpha male that made other alpha males look like wannabe beta males. He walked like he owned the place anywhere he was at. He talked very little, usually in short one-liners, but he was very charismatic and had an excellent sense of humor. The nurses always were giggling whenever he said something funny or just when they were in his presence. To be around Dale, for most women, was to be in heaven. Not only that, but he was a first rate surgeon and loved saving lives.

  The heart valve he developed saves thousands of lives around the globe and could've retired but he decided to stay on as a surgeon because he enjoys the work so much. Yes, he is a billionaire. But it is more than that to him. He has a way about him that seems almost supernatural. And he isn’t materialistic even though he has tons of money. It is true, he enjoys the finer things in life including his own private jet, helicopter, and his own private island.

  When it comes to transportation he likes to mix it up. Sometimes he rides his Harley to work and revs it so loud that everybody can hear him when he pulls up and he usually gives a few extra revs just because he likes it. Sometimes he drives his Ferrari and does a few donuts in the grass area by the parking lot before parking, and sometimes he has his limo bring him to work if he has an inkling to do so. Other times he just flies his custom helicopter to work as he had many talents and many abilities including the ability to fly a helicopter.

  Sarah, one of the head nurses, had always had a crush on Dale. After all, just about every woman in the hospital did. Sarah, however, is also best friends with Dale's wife as they had been friends since high school.

  Sarah was going over the charts for the day and needed some supplies from the third floor supply room. Why was the supply room so far from her desk? Sarah frustratingly made her way to the room at a speed-walker pace.

  “EEEkkkk!” As she opened the door to the office supply room she dropped her clipboard and gasped as Dale’s pants were down around his ankles. One of the new nurses was in the supply room with Dale and was right in the middle of enthusiastically giving him oral. Dale looked up in astonishment and his eyes widened as he knew that Sarah was his wife's best friend and he was in big trouble. “Sarah! Wait, isn't what it looks like!” Dale said as Sarah turned quickly and walked away.

  Oh my god thought Sarah. Sarah rustled with the moral dilemma that she was now facing. Would she tell Kate, Dale's wife and her best friend? Or would she just forget what she saw? After all, nobody likes to hear bad news, especially her best friend Kate. But how could she be considered a best friend if she didn't tell her? She decided she was going to tell Kate that evening.

  Sarah went back to her desk and felt like she would be doing the right thing by telling Kate. After all, that jerk shouldn’t cheat on her. What makes people think they can get away with such rotten things? Sarah thought about that while she had a little smirk on her face and a feeling of moral superiority. I can't wait to see the look on Kate's face when I tell her.

  Meanwhile, Sarah missed the irony of her holier than thou attitude as she made her way over to the donation box containing this week's cash contributions to the hospital's Christmas Fund. The Christmas Fund is raised through many events throughout the year and was used every year to throw a big party for everyone in the hospital. The contribution box for the Christmas Fund was on Sarah's desk and was just too tempting for Sarah not pitch a little bit off of the top every now and then. After all, they raise so much money for the Christmas Fund, and no-one would miss a few hundred bucks, and she needed a new pair of shoes to go along with the dozens she already owned.

  Sarah plopped the cash box on her desk and pulled out the key and opened it. She picked up a wad of cash, counted out $500 and set it aside. She then grabbed her purse and began stuffing cash into her purse and right as her hand was going into her purse with the cash Dale walked by. Sarah's eyes lit up and her mouth was wide open as she couldn't believe she'd just been caught stealing. “This isn't what it looks like,” said Sarah.

  “Gee, doesn't that sound familiar,” said Dale as that was the exact statement that he just gave to her. “Looks like we both got our hands caught in cookie jar this time,” said Dale.

  “Please don't tell anyone, I will lose my job and probably be thrown in jail!”

  Dale to hook a few steps towards Sarah, didn't say anything and just put his finger to her lips and said, “Shhhh.” He then put his hand on the side of her face and gave her a kiss while he grabbed her ass as if to claim it as his.

  Chapter 3

  “You've been a very, very, bad girl... You may not know, but you will learn,” said Dale.

  She sent him a challenging look and awaited his next move.<
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  Dale cupped one side of her face and she leaned into it, closing her eyes for a moment as she got lost in his touch.

  His fingers threaded through her thick brown hair as he pulled her closer and closer with his warm breath on her face, making her pant. He could not wait one moment longer as his tongue darted out and swiped her bottom lip. Instantly they both went up in flames, grasping at each other in an effort to get closer, deeper.

  Sarah was right there with him, her body a cauldron of sensation, of nerve endings in desire. Want. Need for him. “Dale,” she breathed out and moved her mouth to his jaw, nipped his neck and sank her teeth deep in his shoulder. She smiled when he cried out and swirled his tongue to soothe the ache.

  “Fuck Sarah, what are you doing to me?”

  She ripped his shirt over his head, and her eyes widened at the golden muscle ripped torso before her. Her tongue darted out for a taste of his nipple and looked up with a smile in her eye. “Nothing. Yet.” She laughed and kissed her way to the other nipple and down his abs. “Your body is fucking glorious.”

  He groaned and gripped her hair tight in his hands. “Stop.” When she looked up at him in confusion he repeated, “stop.” Sarah complied and he told her, “stand up.”

  “What?”

  “Stand up.” She stood, her green eyes blazing with uncertainty. “Now take off your clothes.”

  “Is this some sort of power trip, becau--,”

  “Sarah…Take…Off...Your…Clothes.” Her gaze darted to the massive erection fighting to break free in his pants as she stripped. “Slowly,” he commanded when she unzipped her pants. She shimmied out of them and her silk thong flew off and sailed through the air, landing in his lap. Next came her shirt and bra. Fully naked she stood before him and let him drink her in.