Making of a Porn Queen Ch. 08
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I felt my jisim balloon from somewhere inside my soul where it escaped in one long drawn out continuous stream, or so it seemed anyway, as her hungry mouth consumed each and every drop of nectar I could produce. Which under the circumstances was considerable!
Moments later, even as I continued to splurge whatever it was I had left inside her mouth, all the while still licking, still tickling her clit with my tongue, she finally rolled off, forcing me away.
An eternity went by. Slowly, I began to sense her presence lying near me still, her breathing only then recovering as she moved back to touch me, her hand gently caressing my now flaccid satiated member.
"No way!" I thought to myself. Mr. Cock had once again returned to the Mild Mannered Cock Kent, no longer able to leap tall buildings....or tight cunts in a single bound.
Then slowly....ever so slowly I felt my cock 'bob' and twitch. Reawakening once again. I felt her climb over atop me, felt the heat of her pussy lips just surround the fleshy meat of my staff, and slowly she slid her self down onto me.
Home again.
With one motion I tore the mask off of my face. I might be staring into the depths of hell itself, but I had to know!
"Anna?"
She was sitting astride of me, my cock buried deeply inside her cunt.
She had long hair, a wig I realized.
"Just what the hell is going on I asked? How...what the..." Is about all I could manage to stammer out.
Only then did she finally tell me the story.
She did, as she usually did, go about straightening up things inside the hotel room I had been staying in. She had proceeded to hang up one of my jackets when she noticed an interesting 'sex'-paper folded up inside one of my pockets. She had taken it out with the curiosity of flipping through it later when she noticed that I had circled a particular advertisement for Masturbation Club.
Curious, she had called the number; spoken with Emily about the service and what it offered. At that point, somewhere along the way, she then told Emily who she was. One thing led to another, and it was Emily who calmed her down from being angry or upset with me, and even went so far as to suggest setting up this whole little scenario, more for her enjoyment and pleasure than in mine really. After all, I was there to do whatever it was that she wanted to have done.
Before long, the two of them had concocted the whole plan, and Emily immediately went about setting things up. She'd even gotten from Anna at her suggestion the code name of 'Bob' and then Robert. S was for 'surprise', which indeed this had been.
Only then did I realize, that here I was, lying in my own bed in my own hotel room. The Chauffer had done nothing more than drive around for a while, and bring me right back here. Emily had arranged everything, including the taped conversation that she and my wife had so perfectly planned out together.
"Very tricky," I said. "You're pretty damn sneaky you know that?"
"Oh? And you're not? Running around town masturbating in front of perfect strangers? You don't call that pretty sneaky?"
"You got me there," I said sheepishly. "But...I wasn't going to fuck anyone but you!" I added as though that really counted for anything. Though initially, maybe it did.
"No, I've got you here," she said. And her hand once again wrapped itself around my rapidly responding penis.
"I think I'm going to have to change its name from Mr. Ever Ready to Mr. Insatiable," I said speaking to myself.
"What?"
"Oh nothing...just thinking out loud."
"By the way, speaking of which. Just who did you imagining being here with tonight anyway?" My wife asked.
"Why you darling. I was thinking of you!"
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Masturbation Club - Chapter Five
By: Thesandman
I was truly exhausted. Anna and I had fucked and sucked one another nearly all night long. By the time it was beginning so show some light outside, we'd fallen asleep.
The sound of the phone ringing didn't fit in with the nice little dream I was having. After several rings, I finally woke fumbling for the phone.
"Yeah?" I said grumpily finally speaking into the mouthpiece.
"David? This is Emily. Is everything all right?"
It took a moment longer to register Emily's voice, but more importantly, why she was even calling me.
"Oh, Hi Emily. Yes. Everything is fine; I'm just a little tired is all. We were up pretty late."
"Is that a good thing or a bad thing?" she asked worriedly.
"Oh...definitely a good thing. I must say, the two of you certainly gave me the surprise of my life," I said with a little more alertness, actually sitting up in bed now.
Lying next to me, Anna finally stirred, her nude body only partially concealed by the top sheet of the bed. One breast exposed as though peeking out at me to say, "Good morning darling, I had a wonderful time last night".
"Who's on the phone?" she whispered to me.
"Emily," I said placing my hand over the receiver.
Anna sat up with a very mischievous look on her face. "Tell Emily thank you."
I laughed, speaking back into the phone. "Anna says to tell you 'thank you' Emily. And so do I."
Emily breathed a sigh of relief. Obviously, she'd been a little concerned that things wouldn't turn out quite as well as they had. "So, can I still count on you for Saturday?"
"Saturday?"
I was still in a little bit of a daze, not fully awake. And then it hit me. "Oh my God! I'd forgotten. Saturday!" I thought. The special, 'by invitation only' party that Emily had mentioned to me earlier. "Ah, no actually. We haven't discussed it. I'm not even sure that under the circumstances..."
I never had the chance to finish. Suddenly Anna took the phone away from me.
"Hey Em, Anna. Any problem if we both show up? No? No, no problem with that either, I'm sure I can find something to wear."
There were a few minutes of silence as Anna sat listening to whatever it was that Emily was discussing with her. I could only shake my head in wonder. They were chatting away like old friends. I was about to get up out of bed and take a pee when Anna reached over and began fondling my dick.
"Oh yes, he's still here. I'm playing with his prick at the moment, so he won't be going anywhere just yet." Anna laughed at something Emily said looking towards me. "Why thank you Em," she said using the familiar abbreviated word for Emily's name now. "I wouldn't miss it for the world! Ok, we'll see you later then!" she said finally hanging up.
Once again she smiled.
"What?"
"You'd didn't think you were going to go all by yourself did you?" she asked squeezing my dick, and not in a friendly way.
"Actually, I wasn't really planning on going," I lied. Which was a dumb thing considering.
"David!"
"Ok, ok," I said giving in as she threatened to strangle poor Mr. Limp dick.
"Now, you'd better get up and put something on. Room service will be here any minute now!"
"Good, I'm starved," I said rolling out of bed.
"Ah David?"
"Yes?"
"I ordered a 'special' room service. Or actually Emily did. Though I did ask for a pot of coffee. So, get dressed in something you can wear out on the balcony. I'll bring you out a cup of coffee after he gets here."
"He?" I asked bewildered.
"Yes, he. Now come on, get a move on, I need to straighten up a little bit, I don't want to look like I'm all fucked out when he arrives!"
"He?" I asked myself again silently as I threw on a bathrobe. "He?"
Anna eventually came out of the bathroom once she'd made herself presentable. Although by 'presentable', as she'd called it, included wearing a chiffon see-through white night gown that did little if anything to hide her luscious curves. She'd no sooner stepped from the room when we heard a knock on the door, followed by: "Room Service!"
Anna grinned. "He's here. Now come on David, be a good boy and go sit out on the deck. I'll bring you some coffee before things get too busy," she added.
I stood out on the deck peering around the curtain as my wife headed towards the door to answer it. Seconds later, she reappeared leading a very tall, dark, bronze-skinned guy who was pushing a breakfast cart into the room behind her.
Anna quickly located the ticket that came along with the breakfast, signing it. "That's Andrea, with a Y," she added handing it to him. I almost laughed from my place of concealment. Saying it was one thing, hearing someone else giving the code was something else.
"I'll be right back, I need to take this out to my husband," Anna said picking up the pot of coffee along with a cup and saucer. "Make yourself comfortable," she added slyly.
"If you'd like, he can watch. I don't have a problem with that," Our room-service guy said.
"Oh that's ok, he can stay where he is," Anna said turning briefly towards him. "This is for me anyway, and I don't want him distracting me, which I'm sure he would if he were to join us."
Anna passed me the pot of coffee along with the dishes. "Now, behave yourself. I don't care if you peek through the curtains, but this is something Emily set up for me, and I have every intention of enjoying it," she warned.
"Fuck me!" I said holding the coffee.
Anna winked, "Maybe after he leaves. I should be good and horny by then," giving me a brief kiss before disappearing back inside the room.
Still peering between the curtains, I followed her as she walked over towards the bronze-skinned Adonis that had taken a seat. What I noticed almost immediately was that he'd taken Anna's suggestion literally. He was naked, already stroking his massive cock. He might not have been quite as large as John was, but the guy had a big thick-looking black cock. I had to admit, it was weirdly interesting to see her kneeling down in front of him, watching her place both hands about his prick and begin playing with it.
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