Chapter 10
Steve Winslow swirled the glass rod through the pitcher of martinis and congratulated himself. With the photographs and testimony of the private detectives he would have no trouble convincing the judge that his insatiable young wife Betty had done him a terrible injustice by cheating on him again and again while he was on the road earning their living. The divorce decree in his favor would only be a matter of formality.
He continued stirring the pitcher of drinks as his eyes took in the full lush figure of his boss's daughter lying on the thick plush rug before the fireplace. They would be married at once, of course, just as soon as the divorce became final and discreet arrangements could be made. As his eyes slowly took in the beautiful naked body of Charlotte Armstrong, he found it hard to believe that the nubile young woman represented not only an inheritance in the millions but that his marriage to her meant an immediate vice-presidency in her doting father's firm. There would be no more living out of a suitcase in dingy little hotels for Steve Winslow! No more cheap meals in dirty restaurants five days a week as he fought for nickle and dime sales! From now on, he, Steve Winslow, Vice President and favored son-in-law, was going to be sitting behind a huge desk in the main office issuing orders to underlings, spending his wife's money on expensive clothes and cars, planning his leisurely vacations in Europe!
"Hurry up with those drinks, darling! I'm dying of thirst!" Charlotte called out to him, smiling and rolling over onto her back to give the daydreaming Steve a full view of her gorgeous lithe body, from her perfectly-formed swollen breast-mounds, down across her flat little stomach with the sweet patch of pubic hair guarding the tight little pussy between her long shapely legs.
As Steve walked toward her, Charlotte spread her legs apart and drew them up slightly, giving Steve a perfect view of her delicious young pussy. He knelt down beside her on the rug, never taking his eyes from the excitingly tender cunt-lips that came together to guard the tiny clitoris nestled beneath the folds of pink flesh. Little beads of moisture seemed to be forming on her vaginal slit, glistening as the flames of the fire played erratically up and down her body.
"Do you want to kiss my little pussy, Stevie?" Charlotte purred, aware of his intense staring at the silky, fur-covered slit. Her long beautiful arms moved downward, quick fingers placing themselves on each side of the delicate flesh as she pulled the little cunt lips apart and exposed the glistening pink flesh beneath them, the tiny dark pussy-hole twisting seductively as her pelvis began a slow rotation.
In all his life, Steve had never experienced such exquisite pleasure as the lovely young Charlotte's cunt gave him. The thing was like a hungry miniature mouth, drawing in his huge thick staff, clenching tightly over his heated flesh and milking the lust-swollen cock with delicious clasping contractions that began at the base and continued its full length, the ragged pink flesh of her pussy twisting voluptuously in a frantic but controlled rhythm that sent wild shivers of joy and pleasure racing through his body even the velvety inside walls of her cunt participating in the passionate dance of love by hungrily sucking at the sensitive purplish cock-head, greedily pulling and twisting at the thrusting flesh of his swollen penis.
Steve impulsively thrust the cool glass pitcher against Charlotte's rotating cunt, laughing as she cried out in surprise, then brought her thighs together to capture and hold the crystal against her heated pussy. Condensation quickly formed on the outside of the pitcher and beads of moisture ran down the sides, onto her lovely legs.
"It's too bad you don't have something this big to put out my fires," Charlotte giggled, her beautiful head coming up off the rug to better see the obscene pitcher protruding from between her legs.
"Complaining?" Steve asked with mock seriousness, his hands pulling at his clothes as he undressed.
For just a moment, Steve thought guiltily of the past months when he had denied his young wife the pleasures that he was about to give to Charlotte. It had been absolutely necessary, he knew, to drive her to find her relief with other men. Still, it had been difficult to keep his cock from responding to her lust-maddened advances. He was almost proud of his generosity in sending the young private detective, Peter Michaels, to his home disguised as a salesman. He had known, of course, that Betty would find it hard to resist fucking the handsome young man. And she had gotten a damned good fucking, hadn't she? At any rate, Betty would find plenty of cock from now on with that young boy and his ass-fucking father for neighbors.
Steve kicked away his shorts and stretched out on the plush rug next to Charlotte. As the heat from the fireplace warmed his head and shoulders, he could feel another, more pleasurable heat rising around his jutting erect cock as Charlotte half-rose and began to lick the lust-swollen shaft of his massive penis, her flattened tongue dripping saliva as she pulled back his foreskin and circled the delicate ridge of flesh with her insistent velvety instrument. Little pools of moisture formed at her half-opened ripe lips, and her long red hair teased his loins and stomach as it brushed invitingly against them, sending runners of pleasure throughout his groin.
As talented as Betty was, she could never excite Steve the way Charlotte could. Steve reached up and tenderly took her head between his hands, slowly setting a tempo for her flashing hot tongue to follow. Her moist organ was extended full length as she frantically sought to encircle his throbbing cock, darting excitedly into the tender crease between his inner thigh and his swollen testicle sacs, licking madly.
"OOOOOOHHHHHH! BAAAAAABYYYY! FUCK ME WITH YOUR MOUTH!" Steve groaned as the girl's flashing round mouth swallowed up the tip and purplish knob of his throbbing cock, heating it even more with the warm juices that flowed around it. As she sucked and teased the massive organ into her widely-stretched mouth, he could see her beautiful young body shifting, her long lovely legs spreading apart as her knees came down on either side of his head.
Steve watched in wonder and awe at the beautiful sight of her cunt, poised just above his face. To him, it was the most beautiful thing in the world a million-dollar pussy, he thought to himself as his head came up slowly and his hands pulled apart the milky-white smooth buttocks. Charlotte's puckered little anus seemed to smile at him, joining the swaying, gyrating little cunt lips in their fluttering rotation as her pelvis and hungrily-sucking mouth continued a frantic rhythm. He could feel the white-hot sperm building in him, crying out for release, wanting to pump repeatedly into the warm cavity of her flashing mouth. Teasingly, he filled her heated moist pussy with his face and began to nibble at Charlotte's straining clitoris, drinking in the delicious cunt-juices as they streamed out from between her pulsating pussy-lips and down his face.
Their moans of lust and pleasure were muffled by the pulsing flesh that filled their mouths, starting as guttural cries of ecstasy and building to a cacophony of yelps and groans. Steve's lower body jerked suddenly as he felt Charlotte's long slim finger worm its way into his anus and probe the warm, buttery cavity. His own thicker digit responded immediately, plunging into the tight little anal opening of her behind.
Steve could feel his climax coming as a pressure built up in his balls and a delicious tingling started to shoot through the enormous bulb of his penis-head. Suddenly, as his white-hot cum began to explode in Charlotte's mouth, he felt her belly start to jerk rapidly and frantically and he knew that the exquisite pleasures of orgasm were shooting through Charlotte. As his huge throbbing cock readied for one last giant spurt of the hot sticky cum, Steve wondered ... if his happiness would ever end!