by Jenna Kelly
His club? It suddenly fell into place. So that was it! It was as if he'd been punched in the stomach. There was nothing between him and Natalie any longer, but still, she could have warned him. The ridiculous logic nearly blew his mind. Warned him? That she's fucked the guy that owned the club?
How stupid—especially when he'd been with both Jessica and Reagan.
"Well?" the African American was asking, nodding at the chips he'd pushed into the pot. "Need time to think this through? Normally I'd call for the clock, but take your time, David. You gotta lot going in that mind of yours."
David had no option. They both knew it. Call and get it wrong—and his tournament was over. Knocked out by the man who was fucking his ex-girlfriend.
He folded.
Samson Smith turned over Seven-Two. The collective gasp that ran around the table sounded like a firework whooshing into the sky.
"Guess Vegas just isn't your scene," the older man growled.
***
Marissa had cum so hard that she was having trouble focusing. As her vision cleared, she realised the exotic model and her naked boyfriend were sitting either side of her. Somehow, they were in her bedroom?
"Ready for Jake?" the young temptress softly murmured, running her fingers through Marissa's blonde hair. "He's wanted to fuck you since you first met."
Marissa growled with arousal. Rach had such a sexy way of talking. Her voice was so warm and sultry—sweet, like audible honey. "Mmmm," the blonde giggled through the orgasmic-drug-alcohol fuelled high. "So've I!"
"Big, isn't he?" the model seductively whispered, slipping Marissa's hand onto Jake's impressive hardness. She bent down to suck on the blonde's right nipple before sliding her tongue to her soft ear. "Want to taste Jake's cock?"
Marissa's moan answered for her.
The male model grinned at his girlfriend as he arrogantly straddled the blonde's sitting body. There was no finesse. The hand he snaked around Marissa's neck dragged her head forward and guided her mouth to his aroused shaft.
Marissa didn't think twice. She slid her tongue along the underside of his thickness, coating it with saliva. He sucked in air as she wrapped her mouth around him, feeling her chin bounce against his testicles as she went to work. Or was it the other way around?
She didn't care. All she could think of was pleasuring the cock, and the way Rach was slipping down between her legs again. She groaned as the exotic woman lapped at her sex. Long, powerful strokes of her tongue. Geez!
Rach's boyfriend settled into a steady rhythm, easing his cock in and out of her mouth. Marissa loved it, loved the way that tiny beads of sweat were running down Jake's face. His eyes were shut, revelling in the moment. When she raised a hand to caress the bouncing testicles, his cock jumped in her throat.
Letting out a low moan, he leant forward so that his arms rested on the headboard."Fuck, baby," he groaned.
Marissa would have smiled, except that her mouth was full. Her body was tingling from Rachel's tongue lashing. She eased her mouth back, attempting to catch her breath. Jake would have none of it.
"I'm close, baby," he growled. His voice was deep and commanding. His right hand dug into her blonde locks and yanked her mouth back onto him.
The blonde swallowed him all the way. He growled again. She slid him back out, repeating the movement several times, fucking him with her mouth. The tension in his balls under her hand told her he was nearly ready to cum. She squeezed first his right testicle and then his left.
That was enough to send him over the edge. He bent forward as he fired into her mouth. Round after round splattered against the back of her throat. With some difficulty, she took all he could offer.
As she began to lick Jake clean, she felt him jerk back. Rach had pulled him away. She took his place. Her g-string was gone. Straddling Marissa's hips, she pulled the blonde's mouth to her needy body. Marissa caught a glimpse of the smooth sex before the beautiful model began to thrust herself against her face.
Rachel's fingers dug into her blonde hair. Marissa was being used. She loved it.
A second orgasm ran through her as Rach violently face-fucked her. The exotic model howled like a banshee when she flooded Marissa's mouth.
***
The sound of bathwater filled David' ears when he returned to the suite. Reagan loved that Jacuzzi. He was so glad he'd used his winnings from the Binion's tourney to upgrade. Not that staying in the same room he and Natalie had shared was an option. Psychologically, he needed to change.
Taking extra care so as not to advertise his presence, he softly padded across the carpet. The crack between the door and the frame allowed him to observe his beautiful girlfriend for a short while. Girlfriend? That sounded so good!
His smile was warm as he watched her contentment. The way she took quiet sips from the glass of wine while using the cream sponge to trail water over the tops of her freckled breasts, seemed luxuriously decadent somehow.
His head snapped back as she half turned, but it was only to perch the glass on the corner of the bath. She had something else in mind. Her soft red hair fell onto the side as she laid her head back against the curved end of the tub. Her right hand reached across to cup one soft breast. Even as she closed her eyes, her freckled thumb was flicking over her swollen nipple. She allowed herself a sumptuous sigh.
When she dropped the sponge and massaged a full, rounded globe with each hand, he gave a soft cough. "Looks like you might need a hand?"
Reagan opened her eyes and grinned at him. That was one of the things he loved about her. In their short time together, he found she'd had no embarrassment as far as anything to do with her body was concerned.
"Mmm... That would be nice Englishman," she softly smiled.
The water rippled as she reached out a hand to take his. Her shining eyes told him just how pleased she was to see him. David smiled. It was amazing how quickly things had changed since he and Natalie had arrived in the City. Fuck Samson Smith. Natalie, too. That was his past. His future was in front of him.
He smiled at her sexiness as she lifted one slender leg from the bath. There was something about the way she allowed it to curl over the side of the tub. His eager eyes were hypnotically drawn to the way the water trickled from her golden skin. As he watched it trace its way along her inner thigh and drip back into the tub, he felt a familiar surge in his loins. God, she was sexy.
He couldn't resist picking up the sponge. His soft fingers teasingly ran it across her delicious swells on his way towards her foot. The sensation released a sigh of arousal from her open mouth.
"Tease," the redhead moaned.
He loved the way her face glowed.
Starting on her ankle, he drew the sponge along her calf. The broad smile spreading over her sensuous lips told him the sensation was good. Her arm lifted from where she had left it draped along the edge of the tub and her fingertips stroked along David's forearm.
Encouraged by Reagan's soft whimper, he coaxed the sponge along her inner thigh. When her eyes closed in soft pleasure, he swept it to her left breast. His soft, teasing, strokes the outer edges of her firm swell brought another whimper. As he softly kissed her, he could feel her reach for his wrist. She guided his hand so that the sponge brushed back and forwards over her sensitive nipple.
The redhead's whimpers turned into a series of soft purrs. Her hips imperceptibly shifted below the surface of the water as she spread her knees apart. David's breathing quickened. His stroking increased the pressure on her erect nipple.
Her hand continued to stroke David's forearm. Her soft moans grew louder. When her fingernails dug into his skin, he decided to up the ante. His right arm slithered down her stomach and under the water.
"Oh fuck," Reagan gasped.
The stroking fingers that had homed in on her clitoris had found their target. Her eyes opened, dreamy slits of pleasure. She tried to match his smile. His working fingers prevented anything other than a lustful grimace.
By placing her ot
her leg over the rim of the other side of the tub, she was opening herself up to him. Her urgency was such that the water sloshed around her. Neither of them cared that some slopped over onto the floor, drenching his knees.
Reagan thrust her ass into the air and pushed against his working fingers. His free arm held her shoulders, steadying her. Her loud pants intermingled with the sloshing sounds of the water. She was close, her erratic breathing signalling her approach to the edge. Dropping his head, he sucked in her hard nipple. That did it. Her long shooshing noise preceded her orgasm by a nano second.
His mouth found hers but she was too consumed by her climax to respond. He held her tight until she finished trembling. As her eyes flickered open, he snaked his free hand under her legs. With a grunt, he stood up and lifted the redhead out of the tub.
His mouth slid to her soapy ear. "I think the lady is going to get fucked."
***
When Rachel rolled away in a sweaty heap of naked, bronzed flesh, Marissa's eyes focused once again on Jake. The athletic, nude man was hunched over the bedroom table, where he was cutting up lines of coke with a credit card. Rach's purse sat open next to it.
Marissa's nose and body tingled at the sight of the fine white powder. "You party, right?" Jake asked in that deep voice of his.
She smiled. Not until Rachel had introduced her to it. Now she loved the incredible buzz the drug gave her.
"Lady's first?" he asked, rolling up a crisp hundred dollar note and handing it to her.
"Nice manners," she teased, dipping low and quickly snorting the line.
"My turn," Rachel said, taking the bill from the blonde and inserting it into her cute little nostril. "Don't you just love fucking when you're high?" she asked. "So, want to fuck my Jake, now?"
The girls laughed, they all knew the answer to that question.
Jake stood up and stretched, giving both girls a good look at his Adonis-like body. Marissa's body tingled and it was more than just the drugs.
"Do you even have to ask?" she slurred. The fucking that Terrelle had given her had left her wanting more. Jake was perfect to see to that need.
Rachel giggled again, exchanging a quick look with her boyfriend. "Well, there's one hitch," she said, crawling across the couch to the other girl. "You see, Jake likes his women bare…"
The thought of these two hot young lovers dictating to her inflamed Marissa further. She glanced at Jake, who'd taken a seat on the other side of her.
"You'll love the look, baby," he finished.
"I… I don't know…" she said as Rachel's fingers scraped along her landing strip.
"Yes you do, honey. Give it a try… you'll love it…" Rach said. "Just the look for the world's most popular porn star, don't you think?" She kissed the side of the blonde's neck and slipped two fingers into her warm pussy. God, that felt good.
Marissa heard Jake's sharp sniff as he did another line off the coffee table. She pulled herself away from the other girl's sensual hands. The male model handed her the rolled bill and she quickly took another hit of blow.
Jake was there when she opened her eyes, looking as beautiful as ever. He kissed her with strong, full lips. She melted into his powerful arms. He set her down on the bed, sliding his hard body over hers. She felt him press against her pussy, shuddering as the crown bumped against her swollen clitoris. She opened her legs wider, sliding her bottom down to get into position. Jake saw right through her, hoisting himself up with an arm on either side of her.
"Uh uh… not until we're shaved, baby!" Again, he lowered his body to hers, the head of his cock carving up along her oily furrow.
Marissa groaned, feeling sweat bead on her forehead. "Uh God," she felt Jake slid inside of her for a moment. She arched her back, throwing her hips against him to feel more, but he rolled to one side.
"Rach'll take care of you, baby," he whispered, stroking her face. Jake kissed down her neck and out along her swollen breasts. His pink tongue circled her nipple. "Look," he said, moving to one side to allow her to look down. The exotic model was between her legs, smiling up with those luminous brown eyes.
She'd already been to the bathroom and brought what she needed. "Yes?" she asked, with a seductive smile that found its way through to Marissa's wet sex.
"Do it," she practically whimpered, completely at the mercy of this girl and her hot boyfriend.
Rachel's eyes flared as she went to work. She had a soft touch, teasing Marissa as she began to shave her. Jake kept the blonde distracted, continuing to pleasure her breasts with his hands and mouth, kissing her slowly every few minutes.
Things got fuzzier… if she knew it felt this good to go completely bare, she'd have converted years ago! Carefully, erotically, the exotic beauty shaved her smooth. "Voila," Rachel said, washing the shaving cream away with a damp face cloth. "Magnifique!"
Marissa looked down at herself. She'd only lost her blonde landing strip but somehow it looked and felt completely different. Like… like a porn star! "Geez," she whispered, touching herself. It felt like being touched by a stranger.
She turned to Jake, opening her legs wide and fingering herself. "I hope this is satisfactory?" she said, feeling her body surge with sexual confidence. Her eyes glowed. "You gonna fuck me now?"
Rachel's hot boyfriend didn't need to be asked twice. The blonde pushed him onto his back, his long, thick cock already thrusting skyward, ready for action. Rachel was there to help, wrapping her hands around Marissa's breasts, helping her straddle her boyfriend. She lovingly guided his thick cock inside her blonde lover.
"God that looks hot, baby," he groaned, his voice strained. His eyes were on their union, as the thick girth of his cock penetrated her smooth pussy.
One of Rach's hands drifted off her tits and down between her legs. "Doesn't it feel so much better?" she whispered into Marissa's ear as her fingers walked across her sensitive skin.
It did, Marissa had to admit, as an orgasm began to swell up. It abso-fucking-lutely did! She came hard, sent even higher by Rachel's stroking fingers and Jake's thick manhood.
They shifted, twisting their sweaty, naked bodies on the bed until Jake was behind Marissa and the blonde had her face buried in Rachel's sweet sex.
"How do you like him?" Rachel taunted. "Was it worth it?"
Marissa tongued all around the other girl's sweet folds, occasionally teasing higher, kissing up her smooth mound to tug the string of diamonds that dangled from the model's navel. But every time, the impatient woman would push her back down.
Marissa loved the way Jake used his cock, and soon realised he had the stamina to keep his strong, powerful strokes going long after most guys would have wheezed out. He was just big enough to hit all the proper places without hurting her, and did so, again and again.
She came twice before she even sensed he was close, and had dutifully gotten Rachel off with her.
Sweat-slick and heaving with pleasure, Rachel twisted around. "Just imagine us together in a porno," she told the blonde. "Doing this in front of the cameras. With as many hot men and women as we can handle…"
Marissa moaned, feeling a surge of arousal hit her at the words. Yes, that's what she did want. If only Natalie—
There was no time to think further. Rach had crawled beneath her, sixty-nining her while at the same time bringing her up-close and personal with her boyfriend's diving cock and swollen balls. Marissa alternated what she sucked, driving the two lovers into a frenzy. She buried her face in Rachel's pussy as she met each of Jake's thrusts, jamming her hips back against him.
Faster and faster they fucked, licked, rammed, and cried. Harder and harder. Another minute passed as each fought off their own climaxes, working to push their partners over the edge first. It was Jake who succumbed to the two women, emptying his swollen balls into the writhing blonde. Marissa followed shortly behind, screaming into Rachel's sex as she lost it. Rachel's muffled cries filtered out from under them as cum dripped from their union, coating her young, beautiful face i
n her lovers' combined juices.
Marissa collapsed forward. She had just enough energy to roll onto her side. Rachel crawled free, but kept her mouth on the blonde's freshly shaven pussy. She wasn't going to let a single drop of Jake's cum go to waste.
Her model boyfriend slipped down to the floor beside the table, lazily carving out more lines of from the cocaine. Marissa licked her lips in anticipation. This was every bit as wonderful as she'd imagined…
After taking turns bumping up, the two women made out for a few minutes as Jake recovered. "We've got enough coke to last us through the night," Rach whispered, stroking the blonde's face. "And we're only just getting started. Maybe your sister can join us when she gets back?"
Marissa shivered at the impossible thought. Right now, Natalie and Lindsay would be entwined in a large bed at Lindsay's hotel. The idea of the two singers joining the three of them sent her arousal levels soaring again.
