“Neither did Charming,” Jezzy pointed out, “and he’s doing a fantastic job, isn’t he?”
“Oh, yes.” Taking a deep breath, Jack grasped Charming’s hips and licked the head of his engorged member.
Charming moaned, and began sucking and licking faster.
Jack answered, then took Charming into his mouth. At first he moved slowly, but as Charming became more and more aroused, moaning in his throat and humping Jack’s mouth, Jack became more enthusiastic.
Jack groaned, pulling and pushing Charming up and down into his mouth, apparently forgetting his doubts and really getting into the vertical 69. He did a gentle bounce up and down, moving in unison with Charming’s mouth.
It was a lovely cycle of horniness and debauchery, as were the antics all over the amusement park.
Jezebel watched as Jack and Charming pushed each other up and down, sucking and licking, weightless in the bungee cords, and the stirrings in her walls became unbearable. Her nipples had tightened hard and were throbbing something fierce.
The prince’s long, elegant fingers squeezed the cheeks of Jack’s ass. Then he pushed a finger into Jack’s bottom.
Jack’s eyes snapped open, but then rolled heavenward as Charming sucked the head of his cock, thrusting his finger in and out.
Seeing these two sexy men so aroused made Jezebel so horny that her clit throbbed and her pussy walls clenched. Man on man was hot!
The prince let Jack fall from his lips. “Don’t come just yet, big boy. I have plans for you.”
Jack pulled his mouth from Charming’s glistening cock, looking more than a little disappointed that the 69 was being cut short. “What plans?”
“Something different.” Charming did a back flip back onto the floor of the trampoline, and bounced for a few minutes, waving his arms in little circles in the air.
Jack began bouncing as well. “But I was so enjoying the outstanding 69 we were having.”
“I did too.” The prince let his bouncing slow until he was just gently bobbing on the trampoline in front of Jack. “But now it’s time for you to sit on my pecker.”
“What?” Jack looked both shocked and puzzled.
“And the sexy Jezebel will blow you at the same time.”
A big smile spread across Jack’s face. “Well, that might work nicely.”
Jezebel felt drunk with need. She was on the edge of orgasm, and knew that if this continued she’d come again without anyone even touching her. But now? Now she could do it while her lips were wrapped around Jack.
“I second the idea,” Jezzy said.
Charming patted the head of his incredibly hard cock. “Come and sit, Jack. Or should I say, sit and come?”
“I’ve never done this before,” Jack said.
“You’d never given a blowjob before, and that was fun, right?”
“True. Okay.” Jack stood up in his harness and turned so he was facing away from the prince.
“Jezebel,” Charming said. “Come over here and grab a harness, hot stuff.”
Jezebel did as he said, then knelt in front of Jack. She was so excited about the idea of sucking Jack’s manhood again that a shiver moved over her and a light sweat beaded over her skin. She hoped the sheen looked sexy to Jack as she took his member into her mouth and massaged the smooth skin with her tongue. She began with light sucking, and Jack responded with a passionate moan, moving his hips up and down.
“Jezebel, play with his balls,” Charming said, “I’m going to get him ready.”
Jezebel slipped a hand beneath Jack’s cock and took his sack into her hand, lightly palpating with her fingers as Charming lightly massaged his passage with a sweet-smelling lube that hung from a nearby bungee.
“Aaaaaah,” Jack responded. He moved his hips faster and faster, jackhammering (no pun intended. Okay, it actually was intended.) Jezebel’s mouth and throat with his cock.
“You like my finger in your ass, Jack?” Charming asked him.
“Oh, yes. Yes!” Jack moaned.
Jezebel licked and sucked, devouring Jack like she’d been starving and he was her first meal in days. She focused on the head, sucking hard, then soft, feathering her tongue along the tip, then lathing fat licks over the head. Her nipples moved against Jack’s thighs, and she lost herself to sensation.
“Are you sufficiently horny, Jack?” Charming said.
“Yes! Oh, yes!” Jack looked like he was ready to try anything right then.
“Fabulous!” Charming’s words were once again clear. “Now slowly lower your sweet buns. I’m still wet from your luscious mouth, but I’ve just added some tingling lubricant. I call it jiffy lube. I carry it around for when little Elvis’s muscle gets sore. You know, from all the shows we do. He positively adores it. My dink will feel sensational in your ass.”
“Don’t use the word ‘dink’, Charming. It harshes my mojo,” Jack said.
“Okay, then. Lower your sweet buns onto my fuck-stick. Or do you prefer ‘bat’? I’m well enough endowed to call my cock a bat, aren’t I? How about my love bat?”
“That’s too vampire-ish. Like being nailed by Count Dracula.”
“Staked by Count Dracula?”
“Can you just stop it with the nicknames?”
“Okay. My cock.”
“That works,” Jack said, beginning to lower himself onto Charming’s cock.
Jezebel continued licking and sucking Jack as he settled on Charming’s lap.
“Whoa,” Jack said. “It hurts… a little… but you’re hitting a spot…”
“That’s your prostate gland. AKA the p-spot.”
“Jez has hit it before… with her finger… but this is more… intense.”
“Well little Elvis the vampire love bat is a bit bigger than a finger, dear heart.”
“Charms…”
“Fine. My cock. My cock is bigger than a finger.”
“It sure is. I’m not sure how long I can hold out.”
“Just take it easy there, Jack,” Charming said. “Jezebel? Keep it up.”
Jezebel made love to Jack with her mouth, delighting in his taste, his hardness, the scent of his arousal. In the past, there had been days when they’d gotten lost in each other, just like this. Spending hour upon hour pleasuring one another before collapsing exhausted, then waking to do it again.
“I think I’m going to come,” Jack grunted.
Wanting to see the action, Jezzy let him slide from her mouth, and then squeezed her breasts around his manhood, gliding her mounds up and down his slick shaft. He felt so good. So hot. An orgasm built, her muscles clenching and spasming.
“Oh, god!” Jack lifted his hips. “Oh, god!”
“Jezebel,” Charming grunted, looking over Jack’s shoulder, his voice hoarse with lust. “That is so hot. I want to see Jack come all over your luscious tits.”
Charming used his knees to bounce, letting suspension and gravity do much of the work for him, as his cock went deeply in, then came almost all of the way out of Jack’s bottom.
Jack thrust himself fiercely between Jezebel’s breasts and Charming assaulted him from behind. Then Jack’s face contorted in ecstasy, something Jez knew so well.
“I’m going to come!”
Charming humped faster. “Me, too!” he said through gritted teeth.
Their dual orgasms felt like they shook the whole amusement park.
The sight was so incredibly sexy and erotic that Jezebel felt her own climax bloom. Her walls clenched, squeezed, and released over and over as she held on to Jack, shaking and quivering as his essence squirted over her nipples.
Best. Ride. Ever.
And Jezebel Still Doesn’t Get It…
Jack and Charming removed their harnesses and Jezzy cleaned herself up with a tissue that hung from a bungee cord. That probably doesn’t make much sense, but has any of this so far?
As she did, Jack stretched out his hand and clasped the prince’s.
“Well, Charming, you certainly stretche
d my boundaries. Not to mention my bottom. But as fun as it was, I don’t think I’m as attracted to men as I am to women.”
Charming nodded. “It was great fun, Jack. Anytime you’d like to take a ride, please drop by.”
“I will.”
“Well, I’ll see you both on the red carpet.”
The Prince waved and marched off, and Jezebel threw the tissue into a garbage can (which hung on a bungee cord). She was teetering on the verge of despair. The ball was in an hour, and she hadn’t found Jack’s soulmate. The sinking feeling in her stomach made her want to throw up. There was no getting around it. She’d failed.
“Jack, I’m so sorry, but—”
“Jezebel, you keep apologizing all the time.”
“I know, and—”
“You don’t have to keep apologizing.”
“I’m sorry, but I—”
“You just apologized again.”
Jezebel felt like her whole world was crumbling, but she stayed strong. “Look, I know you had faith in me, Jack. And I really do appreciate it.”
Jack’s face turned solemn. “I still have faith in you, Jez. But the reason I hired you in the first place is—”
“Hi, Jezebel!” a female voice called out.
Jezzy turned around, grateful for the interruption. No doubt Jack was about to fire her—she was sure of it—but she’d been given a momentary reprieve. There, near the red carpet entrance to the castle, perched on a silver throne on the top of a carnival-style shooting game, was…
Well, it was the sweetest, most beautiful, and nicest woman Jezebel had ever known.
“It’s my friend, Alice!” Jezzy said to Jack. “I haven’t seen her since college!”
“Alice? The actress from Alice’s Sexual Piercing Adventure?”
Jezebel had almost forgotten that Alice was Jack’s favorite adult film star. “She must be in Fairytaleland to ball the prince… I mean for Prince Charming’s Ball. Would you like to meet her?”
“Would I!”
“Then follow me.”
They wound through the crowd gathered around the game. As Jezzy drew closer, she could see that Alice wasn’t merely watching the game, she was part of it.
A big part of it.
Half bursting out of a barely-there blue dress, Alice sat with the flouncy skirt hiked up, legs spread, and no panties. Her privates were exposed for all to see, a gleam of sliver twinkling from the hood of her engorged clit.
Just below Alice’s spread thighs was a duplicate of Prince Charming’s head, mouth open, out of which protruded a large, rubber tongue. The game booth’s banner read Jerk and Shoot.
A man below the pedestal stared up at Alice, stroking himself. A line formed behind him.
“Come one, come all!” A carnival barker wearing a top hat called to the crowd. “Test your power to make this famous movie star beg!”
A man in a rabbit suit stood at the front of the line taking tickets. As Jezzy and Jack drew closer, she noticed the bunny suit only covered his top half, leaving him naked from the waist down. His erect shaft curved upward in such a charming way.
“Jerk off into the clown’s mouth, and watch Alice come!” The rabbit announced. “It’s for a great cause, and everyone wins!”
As if on cue, the man pleasuring himself shuddered, cried out, and came, shooting his seed into the open mouth of a clown’s head positioned a few inches away.
A bell sounded, Ding! Ding! Ding!
“We have a winner!” The man in the hat announced.
The rubber tongue belonging to the giant prince’s head began to flap up and down, up and down between Alice’s open thighs.
“Oooh! Oooh, yes!” Alice cried. She writhed in her throne, the dress slipping off one shoulder and exposing an erect nipple. “Ooooh it feels so good!”
But the tongue stopped after only a few seconds.
“No! Please! I was so close!”
Alice squirmed and pouted and panted, wiggling her perfect body and oozing sexuality.
“Isn’t she fabulous?” asked the man in the rabbit suit.
“Isn’t she stupendous?” asked the man in the hat.
“She sure is,” Jezebel heard Jack whisper.
And Jack was correct. Alice—who Jezebel had practically worshipped in college because she was so smart and confident and pretty and sexy and adventurous and fun—seemed to have gotten even more fabulous and stupendous. Alice was absolutely perfect in absolutely every way. Seeing her again after so many years made Jezebel happy. But it also brought back some shameful feelings of insecurity. And a little envy. In school, Alice was always the most popular. The most beloved. On more than one occasion, Jez wished she was Alice.
The rabbit man continued his patter. “Hurry, Hurry, Hurry! Come one, come all! Try your hand at Jerk and Shoot. It’s for a great cause!”
The next man in line stepped up to the rabbit. “What do I win?”
“Everyone’s a winner!” The bunny man said. “Guaranteed! Or we aren’t The Hare and the Hatter!”
“The Hatter and the Hare!” yelled the one in the hat.
“Well, yeah. I get that. You keep saying it again and again. But what do I win?” The man asked again.
“You get to jerk off! Into a plastic clown’s mouth!” Hare said.
The man looked dubious.
“It’s all for charity. Probably.”
“What charity?”
“Who cares? Someone will get your money, and you get to jerk off!” Hatter shouted. “Come on! You’ll be… amazed and astounded!”
“At coming in a plastic clown’s mouth?” the man said.
“What does the clown have to do with anything?” another asked. “What’s the difference between this and a peep show?”
“This is no mere peep show, my good sir. Peep shows don’t have a plastic clown.”
The first man rubbed his chin. “Your argument is pretty persuasive. I’ll do it.”
“Great!” Alice said, scooching down a little more, apparently readying herself for the tongue. “Go for it!”
The man freed willy and began tugging on himself, moaning and groaning, but nothing happened.
“Can she take off her dress and play with her nipples? For, uh, inspiration?”
“What a great idea!” said Hare.
“Why didn’t we think of that?” asked Hatter.
Alice began to tug on her nipple rings and moan.
Next to Jez, Jack moaned. His cock, which was limp only moments ago, started to stir. “No wonder she’s a star. She’s inspiring.”
“Inspiring…” Jezebel repeated. Truer words had never been spoken.
Apparently the man playing the game thought so, too. Within a moment he was shuddering and crying out, spurting into the clown’s mouth. Alice writhed on the wiggling tongue, coming loudly for the crowd as her hips rolled and breasts bounced. Five more men lined up.
One of those men was Jack.
“You really like her?” Jezebel asked him.
“She’s… uh… okay, I guess.”
“You got into line to jerk off while watching her.”
“Yeah. But it’s for charity. Probably.”
Alice raised an eyebrow. “So you’re doing this for charity?”
“Well, sure. Plus, I’ve never wanked into a plastic clown’s mouth before. I mean, who doesn’t want to try that at least once?”
But Jezebel saw through Jack’s lame excuse. Like all the other men here, Jack wanted Alice.
Which gave her a brilliant idea.
“Let me check something…” Jezebel fished her tablet from the pile of their discarded clothing. A few taps of the screen, and “Yes! You and Alice are 105% compatible!”
Jack frowned. “Jez, you know 105% is impossible. You can’t have 105% of something.”
“But the algorithms don’t lie!”
“Jezzy…I think…”
“Don’t think, Jack. Feel. This is it. Alice is your sexual soul mate. I just know it. You said y
ourself that she’s stupendous.”
“Yeah, she is. But…”
“I knew it.”
When Alice had finished what had to be her eighth orgasm, Jezzy butted into line and waved at her.
“Oh my gosh, Jezebel! It’s been so long since I’ve seen you!” she turned to her pitchmen. “Hatter. Hare. Take five.”
“Five what?” asked Hatter.
“Five dollars?” asked Hare.
“Five steps forward?”
“Five Viagra?”
“The Jackson Five?”
“Hawaii Five-O?”
“The Hobbit: Battle of the Five Armies?”
“Slaughterhouse Five?”
“The Five Fingers of Death?”
“Now that’s an obscure reference,” Hare said, looking at Hatter.
“It’s an old kung-fu movie.”
“Fu Manchu?
“Egg foo young?”
“Do these guys have an off button?” Jack said, loud enough for them to hear.
“Take a five minute break,” Alice told the irritating duo.
“Break dance?”
“Breakfast?
“Breaking Away?”
“Breakin’ 2: Electric Boogaloo?”
“You’re both fired,” Alice said.
Hatter and Hare beat a hasty retreat. Hopefully to go find some ADD medication.
Alice walked over to Jezzy and enfolded her in a hug, their bare breasts rubbing together, nipple massaging nipple.
She heard Jack groan. A sexual groan.
Yes. Alice and Jack will be the perfect couple.
Jezebel felt a sad little smile move over her lips. She should be happy. She’d done her job. Fulfilled her contract. Earned the glowing review she was sure to get from Big Cock Billionaire Magazine. And yet all she could think about was that it was over. Jack wouldn’t need her to facilitate with Alice. They would be fine without her.
Dusk was turning into night, and the castle seemed to glow under the moonlight. Fireworks burst in the night sky beyond the mighty tower, calling the party goers to the ball.
Jezebel took a deep breath.
It was time for her greatest triumph.
And to say goodbye.
“Alice, I’d like you to meet Jack.”
“Jack Horner, the Bean King?”
“Guilty as charged.”
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