Chapter 10
Vanessa hummed to herself as she dressed for the party. She'd been living in this nice apartment for almost a month now and things couldn't have been better. Clayton paid the rent-out of money given him by the taxpayers. Vanessa had checked on how he diverted the money and smiled when she realized how easy it was for him to give her all these nice things.
Standing dressed only in bra and thin silk panties, she held the Paris-designer evening gown in front of her. The dress had cost well over a thousand dollars. Clayton had paid for it. The apartment rent ran close to a grand a month. Clayton paid that, too. He paid for everything he wanted.
And she got a taste of the power he had to offer in return for all this luxury.
The doorbell rang. Vanessa sighed, then got into a robe of the finest Japanese silk. Pulling the belt tight around her slender waist, she padded on silent feet across the deep-pile carpet and peered through the spy hole.
Clayton Summers stood impatiently.
She quickly undid the chain and lock that kept him out.
"Dammit," he said without preamble. "How many times have I told you not to fasten that damn thing? I can't get in." He held the keys to the other locks in his hand.
"Sorry," she said.
"Not sorry enough. Not by a long shot. Out of the kimono. Hurry, dammit, I haven't all night!"
He ripped the expensive robe from her trim body and tossed it aside. She stood before him, clad only in her skimpy bra and transparent panties.
"Those offend me. Take them off. NOW!"
She hurriedly undid the bra and cast it aside. Then she slowly stepped out of the panties. She was bare-ass naked now, her shaved pussy trembling in anticipation of what he'd do now. But Clayton didn't yank his obviously hard prick out and stuff it into her cunt so that it ended up balls deep.
"Get dressed in your evening gown. We're going to be late because of you."
"But the skirt," Vanessa began. Then the secretary shut up. She'd played this game before. No panties and all night long at the party Clayton would casually mention it to her, threaten to hike her skirt, sometimes even do it, just to embarrass her and impress his male friends. But she hurried. She didn't want to keep him waiting.
He got angry when she kept him waiting.
"Wow!" muttered Vanessa. "Some of the most influential people in the world are here tonight!" Her eyes widened when she recognized ambassadors, heads of state, even high ranking people in the US government idly strolling through the crowd, looking bored.
"I didn't bring you here to gawk at them. Look sophisticated-if you can," Summers said in disgust. He grabbed her arm and pulled her like a captive balloon through the crowd, whispering in her ear, "Don't brush so close to those Arabs. They'll know in a flash that you're not wearing any panties-and they'll want to fuck you. All of them."
Her eyes widened in horror at the thought of the smelly, uncouth Arabs actually sticking their pricks into her shaved pussy.
As if reading her mind, Summers added, "And they love little girls. Your shaved cunt would really turn them on. I might have to sell you to them."
Vanessa wasn't sure if Clayton was joking or not. He'd do anything-anything-to get ahead politically. And there was no denying how powerful these oil-rich sheiks were.
"Come along now," said Clayton louder. "I want you to meet an old friend of mine."
The room into which he dragged her was deserted. She looked around in surprise, then said, "Where is your...ohhhhhh!"
He shoved her down onto her back. With a quick movement, he had her skirt hiked up around her waist, exposing her rosy cunt lips. With no foreplay at all, he dropped down and shoved his prick in all the way. Vanessa gasped and rammed her ass toward him. She knew better than to protest that others might come in and see them. This sort of scene, even as laden with the potential for embarrassment as it was, turned her on now.
"...so why don't you just sort of roll over and get up on your knees? I sure am envious of old Clayton, there. Him getting to fuck that fine pussy of yours. Looks pretty, it does, all shaved and everything. I'd sure like to have a go at it," said a short, portly man who'd come in while Vanessa was distracted. "Or maybe fucking that lovely ass would be even better."
"Welcome, Conrad. Join us," invited Summers.
Vanessa shook herself out of her dreamy state. She took a few seconds to focus and remember just where she was. Summers was directing her to get on hands and knees so that this Conrad could fuck her like a dog!
And Summers was watching the man's reaction to the invitation with great interest.
"What about it, Conrad?" he asked.
"Sure. I...No, I want to watch."
"Looks lonely," commented Vanessa. "Join us. Please."
"I think the lady's really horny. Just as you said, Clayton. Do you wish to discuss this between the two of you alone, whether I join in?" Conrad asked.
"I'm not arguing," said Vanessa. "Go on, lover. Stick your cock in!"
She wiggled her ass up in the air so that Conrad got the idea. Chills of delight coursed through her body. Conrad was going to fuck her ass! Now she could compare the way the two men ass fucked.
"And poor old Clayton's just too tired out, huh?" said Conrad. "Why don't you lie down on the rug so Vanessa can lick your cock?"
"Hey, a great idea!" Summers cried. He moved quickly to position himself so that Vanessa's lips were just inches from his prick.
Vanessa was shocked.
"But-" started Vanessa.
"No buts, except for this delightful white butt of yours, that is," said Conrad. His hands stroked over the meaty half-moons of her ass-cheeks, causing another chill of anticipation to pass through the lovely young woman's body. She couldn't believe the change this type of fucking had made in her.
Clayton had forced her to try new things, things she hadn't done before. Now she was more alive than ever, no matter that he abused and whipped and threatened her with public exposure while they were fucking. The way she felt was a miracle. And she knew that this man was important politically to Clayton. Otherwise he'd never have offered her body so easily. And he wouldn't have allowed her to suck on his cock at the other's direction. Conrad obviously got off on watching as well as doing. And Summers wanted him to enjoy this.
She'd do her damnedest to please Conrad now because of Clayton and what he did to her. Conrad's cock poking between her ass-cheeks was good enough reason, but the dominant behavior now made the fucking all the spicier for the dark-haired girl.
This was what she'd been longing for. She'd been living too long without the sunlight of good fucking. Now she was able to look at the very sun itself!
She scrambled over the rug and positioned herself better over the prone Summers. He lay there, his legs hairy and knobby. The dark-haired girl didn't even care. Her eyes were fixed on his virile prick. She'd get it really rearing up into a painfully-usable, hard-fucking cock in a few minutes.
Vanessa found it was a lot harder than she'd thought it would be. Not being able to use her hands proved a handicap. The lovely young woman leaned forward just the right amount to lick and suck on Clayton's prick, her hands on either side of his body. She wanted to stay in this position because of the promise of Conrad's cock entering her tightly clenched ass-hole from behind.
"How are you liking the mouthing, Clayton?" asked Conrad. "Tell me how you feel!"
"I love the feel of her lips moving on my cock," said Summers, groaning lightly. "Her ruby lips are giving my old cock a real workout. She sucks like she means it, too. It's great!"
Vanessa's cunt oozed out even more of its thick fuck juices. She felt them dribbling down the insides of her slender thighs. Everything they did together seemed to turn her on more and more. She'd been missing out on the greatest sex ever-and all because she'd been too timid to take the first step.
Going to work for Clayton had been the best thing she'd ever done. It had gotten her away from the staid college life, and it had gotten her into things she would never have discovered on her own. She loved it!
Vanessa sucked harder at the prick weakly throbbing in the hot, wet cavern of her mouth.
The lovely young woman moaned softly when Conrad moved in behind her. He gripped her around the waist and let her lean forward, Clayton's prick slipping from her mouth, Conrad's powerful hands supporting her. Vanessa let her mouth reach out and down even more. In a few seconds, she found warm cockflesh under her mouth again.
Her tongue looped out and pulled the prick into her mouth. The woman began sucking as hard as she could on Clayton's cock giving him the best blowjob she could. She sucked and tongued and used every trick she knew to harden his cock.
And it worked.
Clayton groaned, "Hey, she's getting me hard again in record time. God, Conrad, her lips are so soft and demanding. I feel the roughness all over my cock. It's setting fire to my guts!"
The hands around her waist tightened, demanded more of her. Conrad bent forward and whispered hotly in her ear, "This is a horse fucking you, not a man. Do you like to play horsie, little girl?" Conrad laughed in glee and finished, saying, "And that's a horse's cock in your mouth. You're being fucked by a horse and sucking off one at the same time. How about that?"
Tremors of desire blasted through her body. The image in her mind excited her more than she cared to admit. Something about them getting together unleashed her imagination and let it run wild. She'd always wondered what it would feel like being fucked by a horse. Now Vanessa was able to imagine-just a littlewhat it was like.
She kept using her mouth the best she could. She liked the feel of Conrad's hands around her waist, supporting her, keeping her from falling forward.
Vanessa finally got Clayton's prick to come back to life. His cock sprang up into full erection while her tongue was wrapped around it. She sensed the beating of the man's heart through that long, hot length of prick. Every time his heart pulsed, his cock jerked in cadence. The dark-haired girl could tell how excited Clayton was getting by how fast his cock danced and bucked up and down. If she was any judge, she was giving him a good blow job.
"About time for me to get into the saddle and ride," said Conrad from behind her.
The woman felt him sidling closer to her rear end. His hairy thighs pressed against her soft back legs, and she felt his cock entering the humid canyon between her ass-cheeks. Conrad bounced up and down to settle in and then began poking with his cock.
Conrad didn't find the hole he was hunting for. The lovely young woman's cunt was overflowing with fuck juice now. The taste of a man's cock in her mouth, the feel of hands around her waist and the sensation of a cock running up and down her ass all turned her on to the point she wanted to cry out.
When Conrad jabbed forward; driving hard for her ass-hole, he found her pussy instead. She slid into her body with a slick motion that made Vanessa gasp in reaction.
She sucked in her breath and gulped hard.
"Dammit, Conrad, watch what the hell you're doing to her! She's got my cock in her mouth, you know."
"Sorry about that, old man." Conrad grunted and began rotating his hips, stirring his ponderous, fat cock around inside the tightness of the secretary's pussy. He wanted to fully grease his prick for the tricky journey up her ass-hole. He knew from his first failed attempt how hard it was finding that elusive pink ring of ass-hole and getting buried all the way into it. Well oiled, it would be a lot easier fucking up her tight ass.
The man almost had a change of heart. He almost decided to stay buried up this hot, clinging, demanding cunt. Her pussy felt like a cunt hung with velvet. Her pussy was smooth, stimulating. Hot like a blast furnace, tight like a vise.
What more could he ask for? Juicy, fiercely gripping at his prick, red hot with lust for him. Conrad was sure there must be a little man inside the lovely young woman's pussy grabbing at his cock with a velvety glove. It felt like every muscle in her cunt was trying to hold his prick inside-and every muscle was.
Vanessa loved the feel of a big cock inside her pussy. She didn't want to let him go, not when she still had Clayton's prick in her mouth, too. The pair were giving her the ultimate a woman could ever want.
Vanessa was well-pleased with the setup. If her boss' political friend wanted to move up and ass fuck her, he'd have to work at it a bit first!
"Damn, she's holding me too fucking tight inside her cunt!" protested Conrad.
"Tough shit, man," said Clayton. "She's just plain sucking on my cock. And God, what a mouth she has! The best, I swear, the goddamn best!"
Vanessa gasped as Conrad began fucking her pussy with long, strong strokes. This spurred her to do something to give Clayton even more pleasure. She started gnawing on the rubbery tip of his cock. The man's hips started to buck up and down. He was humping up to try and cram his prick deeper into her mouth. She carefully prevented him from doing it just to tease him further.
Summers was almost driven mad with lust. Vanessa's sharp teeth didn't cut into his swollen, virile cock; they merely stimulated him to the point where he could no longer lay still. His hips were writhing around, and he was surging up and down trying to face fuck the wanton dark-haired girl.
When Vanessa bit down and started to gnaw on the resilient end of Summers' prick, her tongue was busy racing up and down the delicate flesh underneath. The little flap of skin was receiving most of her oral attention. Summers finally collapsed back to the rug, staring up at the ceiling, a dazed look on his face.
His low, long moans filled the room. He'd met his match. His groin seemed to be on fire. Acid seared his nerves and kegs of gunpowder were ready to explode in his balls. His entire cock was being treated to the tonguing and sucking of his life. This chick was really giving him a blowjob!
Conrad was busy fucking the dark-haired girl's shaved little cunt. The man liked this so much that he momentarily forgot all about his original intention of fucking her up the ass. He felt the pillowy mounds of her ass impact against his upper thighs. But the warmth spreading from her cunt and down his prick kept him occupied.
The warmth seemed to start at the very tip of Conrad's prick. Then the purple-knobbed cock head caught fire. From there, the heat worked its way back very slowly. Inch by agonizing inch it burned and charred until Conrad's entire cock was devoured by the carnal flames.
Not satisfied with stopping there, the carnal heat expanded and went down into his agitated balls. The come trapped in the hairy little bag became superheated. The jism surrounding his balls began to boil. His balls lurched and tumbled until Conrad was almost driven wild with lust.
Conrad was so lost in his erotic paradise that he fell backwards. His cock was suddenly exposed to the cool air of the room. No longer was he surrounded by the hot, restricting confines of Vanessa's cunt. Her pussy had relinquished its hold on his prick.
But Conrad wasn't going to give up this easily. He quickly got back up and found his original target. He pressed the purple head of his well-greased prick against Vanessa's ass-hole. He leaned forward. The pressure on her ass-hole increased. The battering ram of his cock slid all the way up her ass.
Vanessa tried to scream but couldn't. She had a mouthful of Clayton's cock. Instead, she made a gurgling sound and moaned deep in her throat. The noise came out like a contented kitten purring over a bowl of milk.
Conrad had thought the lovely young woman's cunt was tight. He found a new definition for the word "tight" when he was all the way up her ass. For years he had been missing out on this treat. He cursed himself for being such a fool for so long. And then he became more worried about the possibility of the woman's ass-hole cutting him off at the balls.
He felt as if he had fucked into a guillotine and she was about to chop off his cock.
Then his body took control of his actions. Slowly, he pulled out of the blazing hot ass-hole. A lewd noise sounded as he slipped free of the erotic embrace. Vanessa's cunt juice on his cock formed an airtight seal between his prick and her bowels.
The shock of pulling out made the man ram home all the way again without thinking. He wasn't going to be denied this hot, tight ass-hole any longer. He'd missed out on ass fucking for years. Now all he wanted was to make up for lost time. He deserved the right to fuck the tightest passageway into his wife's body. She kept denying him this pleasure. And now Clayton Summers had offered him the treat with his tight-assed secretary. Let her clench at him with her ass muscles. He'd fuck the hell out of her ass-hole to show her who was boss! And when he got home, he would show his wife too.
Clayton indirectly benefited from Conrad's active ass fucking. Every time he slammed hard into Vanessa's ass, she'd suck in her breath. She finally swallowed Summers' cock whole. He felt a minor earthquake in his balls every time she swallowed. The sides of her throat kept rubbing on the sensitive tip of his prick.
"Shit, she's eating me alive. I love it!"
"Lemme fuck her ass, Conrad moaned. The ecstasy so overpowering he was not aware of what he was saying. His voice was blurred with passion. He was close to orgasm and could barely restrain his fiery load from fountaining out the end of his steely hard prick. He began fucking Vanessa's ass with long, powerful strokes. Faster, ever faster and deeper into her he went.
Finally, the friction and internal heat caught up with Conrad. His prick ruptured at the seams and blew apart like a stick of dynamite.
He gushed out and completely creamed Vanessa's bowels. He kept pistoning in and out of the woman as long as there was trace of stiffness left in his cock.
When Conrad's cock turned into a limp worm, it dribbled out of her ass-hole amid a stream of his own come. He looked down with blurred eyes at the sight. He'd never believed fucking in any way but the missionary position was worthwhile. All those acrobatics had seemed tiring and nothing more.
How wrong he'd been! And what he'd been missing all these years with a hot, sultry, wanton woman like Vanessa!
Conrad saw that Summers was still being tormented by the lovely young woman's mouth. She ran her tongue up and down to the base of his prick. There, her tongue looped and circled in the man's bush, lightly touching his balls.
The feathery, loving touch of her agile pink tongue almost set off Clayton Summers. He had been concentrating on enjoying the blow-job she was giving him to the fullest. Now he was in a contest to see how long he could last. If he left it up to Vanessa, she'd have sucked him off in less than a minute.
He was greedy. He wanted all the mouth love this hot bitch could give him.
But Vanessa was hot, too. She sucked and licked and did things to his cock that he hadn't thought possible. He geysered into her mouth, letting only a tiny speck of his jism leak from her ruby lips. The woman sucked hungrily and soon emptied his balls again.
"Damn, lady, but you suck good!" Summers turned and saw that Conrad had been watching every single move. And he had a dazed expression on his face. Just the right one for Summers' proposition.
"Think that job in Washington will be coming my way, Conrad?" Clayton Summers asked quietly, his voice still a little shaky from the blowjob Vanessa had given him. "I really need it. Things are too dull around here these days. I want to be where the power is."
"Appointment?" asked Conrad in a dazed voice. "Uh, sure, Clayton, anything. As long as you bring her with you."
Those words caused Vanessa to climax again. She rocked back on her heels, the dress wrinkled and falling in such a way to expose her shaved cunt fully to Conrad's lusting gaze. Power! And she was going to share in it. Conrad had just said so.
"She'll be there. Anytime you want, Conrad," Summers said slowly.
"The appointment's yours," said Conrad, zipping his pants and stumbling from the room.
"Let's go party," said Summers to Vanessa. "I still have a couple more business meetings before the night's over."
Vanessa Curtis loved the "business meetings" too, every single one of them. She loved the cocks fucking her cunt, thrusting into her mouth and reaming her ass. A little power rubbed off every time she was fucked that night. And she knew Washington was going to be even better for her. Lots better.