Chapter 15
Wendy had given her decision to Young Madame. If they would agree to increasing their offer so that she would clear net after taxes, the total five million, she would agree to sell her total rights to Fountain of Youth. She specified that the money would have to be deposited in her Swiss account, the lawyers handling the transaction and holding the sealed formula to be turned over after the deposit. It was further included that regardless of Young Madame's opinion of the formula or their lab's report of the formula, their agreement was to be irrevocable.
Although neither Gwen nor Adele could understand Wendy's insistence on this last demand, they laughingly reported that it would not be a stumbling block to the agreement. As Adele put it, "Hell, Wendy, even if something does go wrong, at least you will no longer be operating, and consequently we'll be out of business." The deal was closed and only the final handling of the many details by the lawyers remained for the settlement.
During the long days of negotiating and haggling the examination of books and statements, the three women became fast friends. The night in Wendy's apartment had sealed the bond between them. Both Adele and Gwen made sure their company approved the contract suggested by Wendy, a contract that assured both Toni and Stevie an irrevocable five-year contract at fifty thousand a year, leaving the young pair set for life regardless of what the new company might decide at a later date.
When Wendy heard the news concerning the contracts, she immediately called Stevie into her office. He had come to the plant with the day's collection of semen, a factor of the business the new owners were still unaware of, since they would not be appraised of the complete formula until the final settlement. Wendy had been careful not to give them any idea of Stevie's responsibilities, and the two women merely thought of him as Wendy's toy.
When Stevie walked into her office, he spoke smilingly to Gwen, then to Adele as he waited obediently before Wendy's desk. "Well, Stevie, it looks like I've sold Fountain of Youth right out from under us. Do you think you'll be able to work for your new owners?" she grinned, nodding at Gwen and Adele.
He grinned back, not worried in the least, as he answered, "I've done pretty well so far by letting you handle the problems, Wendy. You tell me what I should do!"
Wendy laughed, saying, "I think you should stay with them, especially since I just got you a contract at fifty thousand a year!"
Stevie paled, obviously startled as he gasped, "Fi-fifty thou...I don't believe it!"
The three girls laughed and Wendy cried, "It's true, Stevie! They might not want you after I leave, but it won't matter. They don't think you do anything, and after they find out exactly what it is you do, I don't know if they will want you for that job, but like I said, it won't matter. Even if they fire you, they're legally bound to honor their contract with you!"
As Stevie stood, stammering in shock, Gwen got up and walked up to him, saying to Wendy, "And I suppose that makes him our employee, doesn't it?"
Wendy grinned, saying, "Yes, I suppose it does."
Gwen walked over and locked the door to Wendy's office: then returning to Stevie, she grinned up at him, saying softly, "Baby, you don't know how long I've waited for a deal like Wendy has had with you. Now we're going to celebrate!"
Stevie looked questioningly at Wendy, and seeing her grinning confidently at him and winking her approval, he turned to Gwen, saying, "Okay, new boss-lady, what's your pleasure?"
To answer, Gwen reached out and slowly lowered his zipper. Seeing what Gwen was doing, Adele jumped to her feet, crying, "Please, Wendy...let's tell Toni now so I can join in the celebration!"
Wendy laughed. "Certainly, Adele. You can get to Toni's office through that other door, but just tell her you and I want her to join us. Let me tell her later about her contract, but right now, I want to watch this!"
Gwen had succeeded in pulling Stevie's pants and shorts to his feet, and at her urging, he sat down on the edge of a nearby chair, naked from the waist down, his huge cock standing straight out, throbbing and ready. With a wink at her friends, Gwen lowered her head over his lap and gobbled the engorged cockhead into her eager mouth. Her cheeks hollowing as she slurped it down her throat, her head bobbing erotically up and down over the mouth-stretching length, she sucked his straining penis hungrily, squeezing his heavy balls as he rolled his hips in time with her plunging sucks.
When Adele returned with Toni, the impatient woman quickly palled a chair alongside Stevie's.
Stevie pulled his prick from her moist mouth and sent his meat plunging into the moist, warm lips of her pussy.
She was rolling with him now, pushing up against his thrusts, her heels digging into his back, her free arm clutching his neck. Animal sounds came from her throat, sounds of joy as primitive as his own.
Stevie drove his cock to the inner limits of her juice-leaking pussy, first taking long, slow strokes, then short swift ones. She hunched her cunt to meet his sliding dick. Stevie felt as if he were a thousand miles in the air, floating, dipping, turning in a limitless void as his thickness kept spreading the lips of her pussy, each time revealing the tender coral-colored inner flesh on the heavenly out stroke.
He watched her face screw up in pleasure as he pushed slowly forward each time, sinking every inch of meat into her.
"Oh, oh, oh," Gwen crooned, turning her face away and biting her lower hp. Then she looked back up at Stevie, her eyes glassy with lust. Spreading her legs wider, she bent her knees and raised them until the soles of her feet were flat on his back. "I want it all! I want to break it off and leave it in there!" she groaned, grabbing him by the cheeks of his ass and pulling him to her as she hunched up to meet his inrushing cock. She sucked in her breath raggedly each time she had it all, and Stevie's nuts clapped into the crack of her quivering ass cheeks. "Oh, God! What a sweet, sweet cock!"
Stevie lowered his chest onto hers and kissed her wetly, his hands working under her and cupping her sweat-damp rump, never ending the stroke of his rod gently within her Steaming hole, his ass pistoning furiously up and down, pumping his cock into the tight Cylinder of hungry cunt, savoring the wet, silky grab of it, the strong inner walls grasping his dick spasmodically.
He could feel her insides going wild around his organ as it throbbed in its suffocation in there.
"Come, baby...come!" he gasped, all the while hammering away at her and gazing down into her lust-racked face. Then she pulled his face down and buried her own in the sweaty crook of his neck and she grunted animal-like.
Both their bodies were shiny with sweat, their skin sliding against each other as they squirmed in the delirium.
"Ohhh," she sobbed. "Put your lips next to mine and say fuck! Say fuck against my lips!"
Open-mouthed, Stevie breathed, "fuck" against her tongue. Then she silenced him by thrusting her warm tongue into his mouth.
A mixture of incredibly powerful emotions were swarming in Gwen's breasts, thrilling to the sensations Stevie was giving her deep inside, up and down her spine, in her bowels, even in the uncontrolled puckering and un-puckering of her ass-hole, all mixing somehow and centering in her hot pussy, wanting to come arid not wanting to-bursting to give herself over to the churning fullness in her loins.
"You son of a bitch, you son of a bitch, oh God, you're wonderful!" Her buttery trickles slid out with his cock on each backstroke now. How Stevie reveled in her shocked and tremulous sounds as she felt new rumblings, new fever shafting deep inside her belly, the fist-tight prick caressed and gripped in that satiny entrapment. He now held her eager clenching hips, crowding, stuffing, slugging every joyful inch to her, the hot tusk time and again finding its deepest yielding niche, basking in the warm fluid rushing there, the gushy surrounding swirls at the head of his cock, jammed firmly inside her, being fisted and milked by the tropic funnel, spiking her up in mid air with stabbing ardent force, making her scream now, nailing and sealing her to his own brand of obsessive desire. But weakening himself took to her cherished marveling sobs, the mad hedonist cries of fulfillment, brooding his eyelids around her soft licking lips, feeling the breathed-out heat of her wildcat rapture, the big round ass wheezing and rattling with the steady plummeting and spearing of the merging inside her, against her lush tissues.
Gwen threw her head back, the tendons in her neck standing out under the stress. Her legs bowed out widely, her hips jerking slightly, as she was forced to abandon her body, her loins, her slippery cunt to the ministrations of his crude invasion. She dissolved, ebbed away, replaced all other thoughts with the smgle-minded drive of her animal desire, her knuckles turning white against the chair, the taut, lightly veined bowl of her groin swelling to his cock's hooking grasp, her red cunt lips parting as she panted, the pink lips gaping and squashing on his prick, and at last, her hips swiveling when she could no longer restrain the fires he had unleashed in her loins, swiveling and thrusting up in a depraved exhibition of submission to his fucking, displaying a witless wanton need to be taken, to be used, to yield to Stevie like a helpless, whimpering child.
She groaned, baring her white teeth, tossing her head wildly. She closed her thighs around his cock desperate to keep the hard" head within the itching, burning circlet of the secret hole.
"like me fucking you?" Stevie teased, drawing each word out, working his cock in dexterous punctuation until she was nodding like a puppet on a string.
Gwen was babbling something, even she didn't know what, and she didn't care, consumed in the wet bubbling of her own flesh as he rode up and down on the bounty of her.
Faster, faster, Jesus, trading juices now, both knowing it would kill them if they held back any longer, wiggling more fretfully as she fully oiled out at him, bit up at his frenzied mouth, sucking at it in a strangled lovers' kiss as he shot his thunderous load right up into the heart of her, and then again, thickly, like cannon blasts, feeling her milk it into herself, all their juices boiling and shooting together, wet-splattering together, the velvet-tipped cock and the mouth-watering cunt welding together in the tangled oceans of their comings.
They lay quiet, then, still locked together, the sweat from his hard body making little glistening rivulets on her shoulders cautiously, not wanting to dislodge his spent prick, relishing the sticky warmth that welded their bodies together.
She opened her eyes, staring at him Suddenly she smiled, a slow, sensuous smile of satisfaction.
"My God," she said. "I haven't been raped for twenty years!"
Stevie looked down at her and his smile was pleased.
"You liked it," he said.
"I liked it. My God, is cave-man style your usual method?" She pushed a strand of damp hair out of her eyes and lazily stretched her arms above her head.
"No, I just felt primitive, I guess. My gran-daddy must have been right out of the jungle." His smile was broadening.
"And I thought that maybe with those full lips you might be something of an oral specialist," she said slowly.
"I'm good at that, too."
"I'll bet."
"Want to try me?"
"I kept watching your mouth while you were talking," she said, "and I figured you'd probably be wild. That's what got me started. Maybe that's what ought to end me too."
Stevie smiled. "Have no fear, lady. The end is near!"
Gwen felt his face against the tender flesh of her belly, his rough hands gripping the cheeks of her ass again, his hot breath tormenting her again. He worked on her nipples for a minute or so, sucking each one in turn between his lips and biting them light. His head moved lower and planted a saliva'd kiss at the top of her cunt hair. He spread her white legs just as wide as they would go.
It was then that Gwen noticed he had a bottle of wine he had taken out of a desk drawer, had it opened. He drew her legs up until her knees were almost against her tits.
"Here's to a long and lasting relationship," Stevie said, smiling up at her through the 'V formed by her legs. She could feel his breath playing across the hairs of her pussy. Then she saw him tilt the bottle of wine up and take a long pull on it. But he did not swallow. Instead, his wine-filled mouth covered her snatch, and he spurted a big mouthful of the wine deep into her slit, and Gwen felt like she was taking another load of hot come.
She twisted her ringers in his curly hair and tried to pull his face all the way into her cunt. That's when Stevie's tongue located her clit and wine-flogged it with strong back and forth strokes. Then he went back and got a mouth refill from the bottle. Even when his mouth left her pussy, Gwen never stopped her frantic thrashing of hips. She could feel that warm wine trickling down over the cheeks of her ass, a tiny bit of it even making its way into her anus; and Gwen was coming in multi-orgasms. Mouthful after mouthful he licked into her, caressing the outer lips with his thick lips. Then he sipped the wine from her in slippery tongue lashes, bringing great suctions of wine and cunt juices out of her upraised box.
He lapped at her cunt until the last drops of wine and juice had been drained from it, stopping only to lower his head and lick away the drippings that had reached her buttocks. Just when Gwen was sure she couldn't come again, she felt the fiery spear of his tongue drill into her ass-hole, reducing her once more to a bundle of quivering flesh. When he slid up and kissed her lips for the final time, his mouth tasted of the wine and the tangy taste of her own warm cunt.
Then he looked up at Wendy and asked "How'd I do, Love?"
"I'm sure your job is secure. Ha, Ha."