Message-ID: <24076asstr$958011002@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Original-Message-ID: <20000510225418.19512.qmail@hotmail.com> From: "Mrs JWP" Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; format=flowed Subject: {ASSM} Story Mrs.JWP Ch#11-Millionaires Like Sex Too M/F Oral Rom Date: Wed, 10 May 2000 22:10:02 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: IceAltar, apuleius *******************Read Me First************************************ My erotic fiction stories are for adults only. If you are not at least twenty one years old, please do not read this story. It contains explicit sex and is not to be read if you are underage or live where it is illegal to do so. The characters and places in this story are completely fictional and any resemblance to anyone or anything real is completely accidental and coincidental. Re-post of this story is only permitted if the posting site is free and non-commercial. Mrs. James Wentworth Preston (a Pen Name) Copyright 2000 *************************Thank You*********************************** Mrs. James Wentworth Preston Chapter 11 Millionaires Like Sex Too Now the only thing between Billy Joe and Maryann was her panties. "Let me get these off," Maryann explained as she extracted herself from his embrace. "I won't need these anymore," she told him as she got to her knees and began to push her red lace panties down. "Oh Yeah!" Billy Joe taunted her, "Take them off! Take them off!" Remembering Billy Joe's marvelous strip earlier, Maryann decided she'd try one too, even though she only had one piece of clothing on, her brief red panties. She wanted to make it a sexy scene, so she stood on the bed over him, put her hands on her hips, and tossed her hair sexily. There was no music, so she clapped gently until Billy Joe joined in, giving her a beat to work with. She stepped up, spreading her feet on either side of his hips and wiggled her pussy at him as she ran her hands up to her tits, then up along her hair until they were reaching high up over her head. Shimmering her body all the while, she slowly dropped into a squat, like he had done during his earlier strip. Only this time her pantied crotch met his meaty cock. She did a few pelvic bumps and thrusts, then lifted off him wiggling sexily. She teased her nipples and blew kisses at him, then jumped up and switched her feet so her ass faced him. She looked down and saw his prick getting stiff. `When it's hard, I'll know I've done my job!' Maryann decided. Bending forwarded, Maryann looked at Billy Joe thru her spread legs, just under her crotch. She put her hands onto his knees for support, lowered her head, and blew hot air onto his cock, making it pulse. `That's right, you pussy pleasure tool, get nice and hard for me!' she thought. Standing up, she put her hands on her hips, pushed the lacy red silk cloth down a bit, then squat down again, rubbing her pussy along his growing hardon. Straightening, she pushed her panties down her hips a little more, showing her butt crack to him, and bent down to blow kisses at him from between her legs; directing some of her blowing at his balls and ever stiffer cock. Bouncing up and turning again, she shook her pussy at him while she played with her nipples and blew more kisses at him from above. She dropped her hands to her hips and, wildly gyrating her groin, pushed her red panties down to the top of her shaved slit. She waited until he looked up from staring at her crotch, just a foot or so in front of his face, and met his eye with a glazed leer, licking her lips hotly. She dropped her pussy down onto his crotch and rubbed it back and forth, seeing the lust rise in his eyes too! Feeling that his cock was now hard, she lifted up, hopped up and turned again, and pulled her panties down off her ass. Waving her butt around, but keeping it tightly closed, she sat on him again, thrusting her now naked, wet pussy up and down his naked cock! Billy Joe reached for her hips, but she pushed his hands away saying: "If you don't clap, I can't finish. You want me to finish, don't you?" she queried with a pout in her voice. "I better hear some clapping!" she insisted. Billy Joe started clapping again and Maryann turned again, this time her feet spread on either side of his chest, holding her little lace panties up against her cunt. She made exaggerated pelvic thrusts at his face, blew kisses at him, and tweaked her nipples at him. Finally she let go of her lace red panties, but they were stretched tight and couldn't slide down. Maryann brought her thighs together, and the wispy lace slid halfway down toward her knees. Unsure of what to do, having never tried a strip tease before, she grabbed the headboard for support, lifted one foot up and out of the leg hole of her panties. They fell softly to the bed around the other foot. Billy Joe had stopped clapping; his first view of Maryann's pussy was one of wonder. No hair, soft pink labia lips swollen with desire, spotted with girl juice, and a hot looking clitoris peeking out at him. Her smell wafted over him, blinding him with lust. Maryann had unintentionally ended her strip with her hot, wet cunt hanging less than a foot from his eyes. What would Billy Joe do? What would any guy do? "Christ All Mighty, You're beautiful!" Billy Joe exclaimed as he grabbed her ass and pulled her pussy to his mouth. "Oh yes! Eat me! Oh shit! That's good! Eat me! Eat me! Oh fuck! Eat me!" Billy Joe ate her. Not as fast or hard as she wanted; he wanted to explore with his tongue, to lick and lap every centimeter of her vulva, to taste every square inch of the fantastic cunt that was in his face. He licked up and down. Then he lashed his tongue left and right as he move his head up and down. He found her vagina and thrust as far as he could into her love hole, making Maryann moan with joy. "OH YES! FUCK MY PUSSY WTH YOUR TONGUE! YES! YES! Harder! Do it harder! Again! Faster! Harder! TONGUE FUCK MY CUNT!!!" Billy Joe shivered with delight as her pussy gripped his tongue! He knew that fucking Maryann was going to be a real treat. For now, he returned to his licking, lapping, and tasting of her pussy. He carefully avoided her clit, eyeing it when he got close; watching it pulse and get stiff to poke out of it's protective hood. When Maryann started to whimper, he decided to see what would happen if he licked her clitoris. "Aaaaaaiiiiiiieeeeeee!" Maryann shouted, slamming her pelvis into his face. "Ooohhhhhh Yyyyyyyyeeeeeeeesssssssssss! SUCK MY CLIT!" she ordered. Billy Joe, tongue moving slowly up and down, back and forth in her pussy, saw that her clit was now protruding, a deep red. Knowing she was more than ready and wanting to give her the pleasure she deserved, he worked a finger into her pussy, searching for her G-Spot. He had learned about the Grafenberg area, or G-Spot, from his wife. She'd gotten a feminist's brochure about Dr. Grafenberg's medical findings and they'd followed the explicit instructions and diagrams. It was tricky, but he finally found it inside her vagina. The effect was fantastic. From then on her orgasms were frequent and powerful. The secret was that the woman had to be very sexually excited before the G-Spot could be found. Billy Joe felt very confident that Maryann was extremely excited and that if he was ever going to find it, it was now. And, right where he expected it to be, he found it. He pulled out when her hips jumped and pushed two fingers into her, pushing them up against the magical spot to start a soft massage of the area. "Jjjjjjeeeeeeeeessssssssuuuuuussssssss!" Maryann hollered. Billy Joe moved his mouth to her clitoris and sucked and tongue lashed her sex button, while holding tight to her ass to keep his lusty contact. His head moved back and forth with Maryann's pelvic humps, feeling his face, neck, and chest get soaked from her spendings. Her rhythmic vaginal contractions didn't stop his massaging fingers. "Suck it! OH GOD! SUCK MY CUNT! HOLY SHIT!! I'M CUMMING!" She slammed her crotch into his face and mashed him into the bed covers when she lost control. She'd let go of the headboard to maul her tits and pinch her nipples as she whipped her ass and cunt back and forth on his face. She yelled again as her body shook thru one last climax, holding his head tightly between her quivering thighs. Maryann's back arched and head snapped back as she oozed her cum into Billy Joe's mouth. "AAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" she grunted and collapsed. Billy Joe, needing a few gasps of air, pushed Maryann off his face. She lay over on her side, curled in a fetal position, panting for her breath, tears running down her face to mingle with her spit that drooled out of the corner of her mouth. Billy Joe moved to her, held her gently in a `spoon' fashion. They lay contented and satisfied for the time being. Mr. James Wentworth Preston sat with his wife at the IPO party, softly stroking her leg under her sexy skirt as they chatted. He felt good about giving Billy Joe permission to fuck his daughter. He needed a trusting woman and she needed the experience of loving a mature man with `ghosts'. The luncheon buffet was over, a few tables of snacks and sweets had been set up in the corner for the remaining dancers. Several employees had asked about the new stock they owned and they'd come to the head table to ask their questions. Kelly figured out quickly that many had no idea about what to do with the stock. She took the initiative, got a small room made available, and took her husband Bill, a stock broker, with her to hold an impromptu mini conference on stock buying, holding, and selling. Sylvia too was getting a lot of attention. She was getting questions about the new gym/physical fitness center for the employees. She did the same as Kelly and took her Doctor husband with her to another spontaneous meeting. James used the band's microphone to announce the two sessions and encouraged everyone to enjoy the pool and the various other activities around the resort. He thanked the band and told the remaining employees that the drinks and snacks would remain, but that a similar set up was available at the outside bar near the pool if anyone just wanted to loaf around at the outdoor caf setting. Reminding everyone of the shuttles for school kids, he told them dinner would be served at five, here in the dining room. Mrs. James Wentworth Preston was unhappy. Not actually unhappy, just horny. She felt un-fucked! She'd not yet gotten over Billy Joe's skill at dancing and how good his thigh felt against her clit, his chest against her tits. Her husband kept stroking her thighs up to, but not quite on to, her sex. She'd had to wipe her cunt twice already, just to keep from staining her dress. When he'd gone to the stage, she'd followed, hoping for a dance. `Damn, they're done!' she thought bitterly when she realized the band was packing. `Shit! What are we going to do now?' James came to her side and whispered: "Want to fuck, Lady?" She turned to him and gave him a pinch on his ass. "Of course, you asshole! My tits are going to explode if you don't stop teasing my legs. There's not a man here whose not ogled my nipples or woman whose not positive I'm a slut. If you couldn't smell my sex from across the room, you could follow me around by all my pussy juice dripped on the floor!" "Well, my sweet wife, we can't just go barge in on Billy Joe and Maryann." "Shit! If she hasn't got her heels in the air by now, she's not worth the name Preston. In fact, maybe she needs some motherly instruction! I'll show her how to make a stud like Billy Joe really happy. Come on, it'll be fun. You can watch. I've got a few ideas that might just float your boat, if you know what I mean." "No, Justine. We can't! I told her to take her time; that she should be careful and not freak him out. He's a good guy, but he hasn't been with a woman in a while. Your hot little daughter could blister him; make him relapse. Understand?" "Yeah, ok. I suppose you're right. But hey, there's lots of rooms here. Let's go get one and. . . . " "No. Not just yet anyway. Let's go see how Sylvia and Kelly are doing." "Shit," Justine muttered. "Ok, but not for long! Don't waste a lot of time or I'll go get that hunk waiter with the blond hair! He won't waste any time putting his dick in me!" "You just hold on! Let me see if everything's Ok with Sylvia and Kelly!" James told Justine with a gentle pat on her ass. "The rooms are down that way anyway!" He led her toward the small meeting rooms, when suddenly a great cheer went up. They hurried into the IPO stock discussion meeting and saw everyone hugging and dancing amongst the tables and chairs. Howard from the office caught his ear: "It hit $100.00. We're all Multi-millionaires! We're rich!" he yelled as he went out the door smiling from ear to ear. Kelly and Bill concurred about the stock price. Bill had called in for a quote and got the good news. Justine ask James if they'd be a multi-millionaires too. He explained that he held over a million shares himself and now they was worth over a hundred million themselves. Justine was stunned and looked it. Kelly and Bill asked what was wrong and James explained. Quickly Kelly moved to Justine, while Bill and James shook hands heartily. Bill thanked him again for his generosity and James asked him to watch Justine; he was going to make a PA announcement for all the employees to share in the good news. James went to the resort office and called the IPO brokers to verify the news. Yes, they'd admitted, only now it was over $110 per share and still climbing. James thanked them and then used the resort's PA to tell everyone the good news. Also he reminded them of the number to call to cash out, if they wanted, and to remember the school kids shuttle if they wanted their kids to join them. Finally, he told them again about the five o'clock dinner in the main hall. James made his way back, collecting thanks and back slaps along the way. He passed the other meeting room and bumped into Steve in the hallway. They hugged and shook hands, Steve telling James that his wife would be un-stoppable now that she had over 40 million dollars herself. James reminded him that he might want to cash out some now, while the market was hot. Steve winked and told James that his broker was to beep him when he felt the top was near. ""Good, Steve. I knew you'd be on top of it. Say, I need a little favor. Can I borrow a key to your suite? I gave ours to Maryann and Billy Joe and I don't want to barge in on them so soon. If I don't dampen Justine's fires a little bit, she's going to fuck the first guy that stands still for her." "Sure James, here's the card key," Steve laughed. "You'd better use the room on the left; I think Sylvia might soon want a screw too!" "Thanks buddy," James replied. "We'll see you later!" He went to find his wife. He found her in Kelly's arms, still weeping with her joy over the IPO stock. She leapt into his arms, kissing him hotly and rubbing her tits and clit into his body. He couldn't make out what she was saying until she paused to pant into his ear: "Fuck me! Please fuck me! I'm so happy! I need cock! Dick! Prick! Fuck me please!" He started to pull her to the door and found that she'd gotten a hold of Kelly's hand. "Come on Kelly," she pleaded to Kelly in a whisper, "Let's go get fucked! Come on!" Kelly looked at James and he nodded his approval to her. She grabbed Bill's arm and pulled him with her to the door, then down the hall behind James and Justine. James opened suite #2 with Steve's card key and they entered. Kelly and Justine, giggling like school girls, lit some candles and set the radio to soft music. James and Bill got some scotch from the bar and turned to see Justine and Kelly kissing as they stripped each other. A un-zip here, a un-snap and un-tie there, both luscious women stood naked before the men. The guys toasted them and the girls curtsied still giggling. Their giggles turned lusty and they began to kiss and tweak each other's nipples. After a moment they got into serious kissing and the guys saw a hand drop to each other's cunt. Their fingers teased and pinched, soon a sexy squishy sound could be heard and a girl sex smell filled the room. Justine looked lustfully at James and said: "Mr. James Wentworth Preston, if you don't get naked pretty soon, I'm going to fuck this bitch's tongue instead of your cock! You two better strip soon unless you want to fuck each other!" With that she turned back and continued her lust with Kelly's mouth and pussy. This was old hat to them all; they'd all fucked and sucked each other many times before. Bill and James didn't mind fucking and sucking together, but, given the choice, they'd rather have a woman; especially their own sexed-up wives! They sipped their scotch and took off their clothes. James teased Bill's ass thru his shorts when he bent over to pick up his pants. Bill got James likewise when he held his folded clothes, teasing his prick to hardness while his hands were full. James danced away and took his clothes and Justine's dress into the left bedroom. Bill did the same and they met again to finish their scotch, watching the women in their sexy lesbian embrace. "Which one do you want buddy? The blond seems sexy enough, but the redhead looks like she wants it more. Both those sluts look like they're ready. Do you want the red one or the yellow one?" James teased. "Well, old chum, that yellow haired one's got nice tits, but old red there, her ass looks just fine for the kind of bed bouncing I've got a yen for. Maybe I can inspire her to bump and bounce her ass, while I feed her some fast hard cock! Ok?" The women were getting very hot now, their legs getting weak, letting them sag towards the carpet. The men moved fast, each picking up his wife and carrying her into the appropriate bedroom. Bill and Kelly, married for less than five years, easily moved into her favorite romantic position. Her on her back, heels in the air. Bill took her slow, teasing at first, pushing only the tip of his cock in and out. Kelly beat his ass with her heels, wanting more deep thrusts but loving his slow tease. Her cum built with each push he made. He paused to worship her tits; sucking the nipples with his mouth while a hand tweaked the other. Her ass did in fact start to bounce, trying to get more of him in her. He held still, letting her impale herself up onto his cock. Her legs wrapped around his hips and pulled down as she lifted up. After a few minutes, she started to whine in his ear: "Oh baby! Do it! Come on! Do it! Oh darling, do it! Come on! Push it in! Do it! Fuck! Fuck me! Come on, push! Bill, don't be a shit! Come on! Do it!" "What, darling? What is it that you want? Come on yourself! Tell me!" "Fuck! Fuck me!" Kelly whispered. "I can't hear you! What did you say?" "Fuck me! FUCK ME! OH GOD, JUST LIKE THAT! FUCK ME!" she bellowed as her ass bounced on the bed while he slammed her with his cock. Kelly was cumming and yelling steadily now. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * James and Justine heard Kelly's cum in the other bedroom of Steve and Sylvia's suite. Justine slowed her own bouncing on James` cock. She lowered her sweaty body onto his and lay still. They each could feel each other's heart beat, thru her breasts and his throbbing dick. Her initial lust was satisfied with a series of fast cums, they were drifting on a high sex plain, enjoying each other as only two contented lovers can. "I think you're right," Justine said with a quiet voice. "She does sound like a high pitched auto racer engine. That's weird!" "No dear, it's just Kelly. She gets all wound up around the office and when she's in Bill's arms she knows it's safe to completely let go. She's blasting out of this world now and sounds like one of those very high RPM formula 1 racing engines. They screech so loud you need ear plugs to listen." "Hmmmmmmm!" Justine purred, her pussy full of cock and her body still quivering with after-cum thrills. "I love you, Mr. James Wentworth Preston. Your cock just makes me cum and cum. I wonder how Maryann is doing?" James made as if he was going to get up. "Well, let's go see if she's ok. . . . " "Oh no you don't!" she pushed him back down. "I'm not done with you yet!" She sat up and began to rise and fall on his still erect prick again. "I need a few more cums before we sit thru another dinner and all that boring shit!" He reached up and rolled her pointy nipples in his fingers, pinching softly as she bottomed out on his cock. "Oh James, that's wonderful! Oh God! I'm going to Cum Again! Oh Now! Oh James!" she slammed onto him as he fucked up into her. Once, twice, then a third time and she went over, cumming sweetly with her eyes closed and face in a grimace of sexual pleasure. Slowly she relaxed, easing down onto him with a sigh, panting to get her breath. He let her catch her breath, then held her close as her rolled her over onto her back. He remained inside her as she smiled broadly. "You going to fuck me now mister? My momma said that a good girl should never spread her legs for just any fellow. You going to be nice to me?" "I'm going to be so nice to you," James teased her as he pulled his cock out and slid it back into her, "that you're going to yell to wake the dead!" He began his fucking in earnest; in and out, back and forth. Justine held on with her arms and legs, humping up with her pussy, clamping her cunt muscles on him as he pulled out, squeezing him out as he pushed back in. James strained at his work. her rippling pussy muscles thrilling him quickly toward his climax. Justine kept her focus on her vaginal muscles, trying to ignore the sex sparks shooting from her pussy. His sweat dripped down onto her, mingling with her perspiration leaking down thru her boobs to puddle in her navel, where James's belly slapped at it. James kept banging her cervix with his cock head, making her lose track of which muscles to flex, then lost it completely as her pussy began to spasm. "Oh my darling James! It's so wonderful. I think I'm going to. . . . going to. . . . " He felt her out-of-control cunt muscles grabbing delightfully at his ready to burst cock. He needed to push her over the edge; get her to cum and let him feel the delicious vaginal squeezes he need to put him over the edge. He moved his hands to her tits, pinched and pulled hard on her nipples, and husked into her ear: "Cum for me! Cum for me my little cum slut! CUM! NOW!" Justine did just that. She raked his back with her nails, wrapped her arms and legs around him, whipped her ass up and down like an oil pump, and yelled: "FUCK ME! I'M CUMMING!" Her pussy clamped down on his dick. He forced it back in and held it at her cervix while he pumped his jism right into it. Their hips moved together, hers moving with his as he humped his cum out. With each spurt, her cervix lips quivered about his cock head and she came again yelling: "FUCK ME!" James just kept humping with her, pushing her pelvis up and down, feeling the delicious wonder of the cervix twitter about his cock head as his cum jetted into her orgasm inspired grasping pussy. Time seemed to stop; he felt as if his whole being was getting sucked out by her talented womb. Finally he stopped cumming and fell onto her, still caught within her arms and legs. He edged over slowly, pulling her with him onto their sides. They lay together, each panting to get their breath. In no hurry to separate, James kissed her closed eyes and told her again how much he loved her and what a fantastic lover she was. They lay still, fully satisfied, drifting off to sleep. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Kelly pulled her mouth off Bill's cock, listening to Justine's cum shouts. "Lordly Bill honey. Do you think they heard her out at the pool?" "No, James and Steve had these suites especially sound proofed, just for that reason. Remember how loud Sylvia is? Well, maybe you don't, but I almost had a panic when I fucked her while she was cumming. You'd think she'd never cum before. She screamed some Jamaican swear words and yelled like she was trying to stop a train or something. Steve said she was a tropical jungle bunny sex slut and not to worry, but she sort of scared me at first. Remember that time that you ate her while I fucked her ass, she yelled that same shit until James put his dick in her throat! Wow, she's a wild one. Ahhhhhh! you sure can suck cock nice. Swing your ass over here; let me suck out some of that cum I left in you!" Kelly was tossing her red hair about as she sucked on her husband's cock, inspired by the lusty cunt sucking her husband was giving her. They were both too occupied to notice the main room door opening as Steve and Sylvia slipped in. They'd gotten too horny themselves and wanted to fuck and suck too. They expected James and Justine in the left bedroom, but no one in the other. Steve and Sylvia were quite surprised to see Kelly and Bill, busy with a hot mutual suck. End Chapter 11 ***********************My Dear Readers****************************** Please remember that stories are just stories and not reality. Do not engage in unprotected sex or the ugly reality of life in the 21st century will kill your body, rot your mind, and rape your soul. ***************Thank You For Reading My Story*********************** Mrs.James Wentworth Preston (a Pen Name) Copyright 2000 ________________________________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free E-mail from MSN Hotmail at http://www.hotmail.com -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ----- send stories to: | | FAQ: Moderator: | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |Archive: Hosted by Alt.Sex.Stories Text Repository | |, an entity supported entirely by donations. | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+