Chapter 13
Drew rattled the dice in her hand and let them fly.
"Eleven!" the stickman called out. "Another win for the do betters!"
The do betters whooped and hollered. Drew smiled. She had a hot streak going and they were cashing in on her luck. The lone don't bettor at the craps table, an old, sour-faced man, scowled and took another fifty dollar bill out of his wallet to buy more chips.
Tony was doing so well that most of his hundred dollar chips had been replaced with thousand dollar ones. Even so, there was hardly enough room for them in his chip rack as well.
"Here," he said to Drew, handing her one of the orange chips he had just won.
"Uh.. .thanks."
She stuffed the chip in her bra. Already quite a few orange and black chips nestled there. At first she had tried refusing them, not wanting to give the impression she was only interested in Tony for his money, but he had been insistent. Though she had not counted her stash, she estimated that she was now a fairly wealthy lady.
Drew could feel the long, roaming looks that the men at the table gave her. She knew she was an absolute knockout in the black sequined dress that Tony had bought her. It fit her curvaceous body perfectly, hugging her narrow waist and ballooning out on top to accommodate her large breasts. Amazingly, no custom, on-site tailoring had been needed. Tony's eyes had been tape measure enough. He had ordered the gown by phone, giving the exact specifications. He had actually had it flown in from Las Vegas, along with a pair of matching black high heels. Drew's mind reeled at the expense involved, but it was a great dress, the best she had ever worn. The hem was short enough to expose her thighs in all of their naked glory, just the way she liked itand the way men liked it. She tried not to bend over as she tossed the dice, however. like earlier this morning, she wore no underwear. She found that she liked the way the air gave her cunt lips such a delicious tickle as it brushed past them.
The craps players were yelling at her to hurry up and toss the dice, which had once again been passed to her by the stickman. They were eager to get on with the business of winning, and Drew did not blame them. Winning, she had found out, was almost as exciting as sex. She had not known that craps was such an erotic game. She found herself becoming aroused by the happy hub-bub of deep male voices, the quick blur of hands upon the table, and the constant clink of chips.
She kissed the dice and then tossed them.
"Four! Mark four!"
The evil don't bettor smiled to himself. Four was not craps, but it was a difficult point to make. A shooter was twice as-likely to seven-out.
Tony, however, had confidence in Drew. Unhesitating, he placed a two-thousand dollar bet on Hard Way four. He also took double odds on his Pass Line bet. Everyone else did the same except the stubborn don't bettor.
Tony's hand slid up Drew's thigh, underneath her dress, and squeezed her left ass cheek. "Good luck," he said.
Along with the pressure of Tony's hand, she felt the pressure of his expectations-of everybody's expectations. For the first time a nervous knot developed in her stomach. More money than ever was now riding on her. Some of the men, hoping to retire on one roll, were betting everything they had. She didn't want to contemplate what their reaction might be if the law of percentages suddenly caught up with her and she rolled a seven. She closed her eyes, whispered a short prayer to her almighty Maker, and then tossed the dice.
"Four!" the stickman screamed. He jumped up and down, as ebullient as everyone else. "Four! Hard Way four!"
The cheers that Drew received were deafening, resounding around the casino and causing heads to turn. Men came up and kissed her, so ecstatic were they. For a moment, she was absolutely terrified they would raise her up on their shoulders and parade her around the casino. Tony, who knew that she was sans panties, prevented that by hugging her closely to him.
The only person not cheering was the vile don't bettor. "I can't fucking believe it!" he muttered, shaking his head. "Seventeen passes in a row! I just can't fucking believe it!" He grabbed his remaining chips and left in a huff.
Tony's hand crawled up Drew's thigh again. This time he nestled it in between her legs, very close to her pussy. "Come on, let's get out of here," he whispered in Drew's ear.
Drew was incredulous. "What? But we're doing so good! We can win more money."
"I don't care about money right now."
She looked down and saw that he had an enormous erection in his pants. He brushed it against her thigh and she shivered.
"Oh."
"I like to end my gambling and begin my fucking on a high note," he explained further.
Leaving his chips for the craps dealers to hold for him, Tony began leading Drew away. She waved good-bye to all her new friends at the craps table, who first groaned in dismay at her departure, and then, remembering their manners, gave her a round of appreciative applause.
"Come back soon!" more than a few of them called, and their eyes told Drew that they appreciated her looks as much as her winning ways. She flushed.
As they wound their way through the casino, dodging the slot machines and the nickel ladies, Drew saw that Tony was taking her towards the front entrance, not the elevators, and became confused.
"Aren't we going up to your suite?" she asked.
"No. I have something better in mind."
Outside, a long black limousine was waiting. The chauffeur hopped out and opened the back passenger door for Drew and Tony, who hopped in. A moment later they were driving away.
"Where are we going?" Drew asked.
"Don't know. I just told the driver to take us on a long, scenic tour."
"Oh."
She looked around the spacious interior of the limo. It was lavishly appointed, complete with an entertainment center and small bar. A tall bottle of champagne was chilling in a bucket of ice; beside it were two glasses.
"This is nice," she said.
Tony had eyes only for her, however. His gaze was intense. "Let me see that pussy of yours."
"Aren't we going to toast first?"
"The toast will come after."
Smiling, Drew lay back and spread her legs wide for him. He looked her crack up and down and whistled.
"Man, you are juicing!"
Drew was. She could feel it leaking out of her pussy and running down her anus.
"Are these leather cushions as expensive as they look?" Drew asked.
"They are."
"They're going to get ruined."
"I'll pay for the pleasure." His hand came down and stroked one of Drew's thighs.
"You have got the most gorgeous thighs I have ever seen on a woman, and I have seen plenty of thighs in my lifetime."
"Thank you," Drew whispered.
It was the only thing she could come up to say at that moment. Her body was intensely aware of his hand rubbing across her soft skin. Every time it came near her yearning cunt, it quivered, and sent a small shudder throughout her body. Beneath her expensive black dress she could feel her nipples hardening.
"Ohhhhhhhhh," she moaned.
Then her moan turned into a gasp as he thrust two of his fingers deep into her pussy. Her wet, spongy walls constricted around them. He stroked in and out of her, scratching her G-spot with his nails. Her hips began to squirm as if discomforted. Yet it was a pleasant kind of discomfort.
He kissed her upon the lips, hotly, passionately. Hungry to drink him in, she threw her arms around his shoulders and crushed him to her bosom. Their tongues slithered into each other's mouths at the same time and intertwined. A warm, wet, sensuous dance was performed. Saliva and electricity passed between them. Goosebumps multiplied on Drew's skin as erotic chills coursed up and down her spine. She shivered as if suddenly cold, though, in actuality, her insides were boiling with lust.
Tony's fingers came out of her snatch wet to the last knuckles. As he played oral games with Drew, he hooked the hem of her dress with his thumb and began lifting it up. Soon her breasts were revealed in all their delightful enormity. Casino chips rolled out and scattered on the floor. His eyes went wide in appreciation as he broke the kiss and took in her stunning pair. He touched one of her nipples and smeared it with her own juices. Once a shiny coating was established, he bent down and sucked it into his mouth.
"Mmmmmmmmmmm," he murmured, finding the taste agreeable.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!" Drew gasped.
His tongue rolled out to sop up every last trace of Drew's nectar. She writhed as if being tickled, which was exactly the case. Once her tart juices were completely consumed, Tony's lips surrounded and then compressed tightly upon her erect bud. He used it as a straw to try to suck up Drew's insides. This time, the stimulation was too much for her to bear. She nearly jerked her tit out of his mouth.
"Oh, God, Tony, don't torture me like this! Fuck me! Fuck me!"
When he let go of her nipple, it was harder and redder than before. He lifted off her dress, folded it, and deposited it neatly on the floor of the limo. Then he began to take off his own clothing, first unbuttoning his shirt. He moved slowly, casually, as if he were getting ready for bed, not quickie sex. It was too slow and casual for Drew. Her cunt was on fire and only one thing could quench it: his big, hard fire hose.
"Come on, hurry!" she said, almost screaming. She thrust her pussy at him. "Hurry! "
He continued undressing at the same leisurely pace. His smile indicated to Drew that he was doing it just to torment her.
"All right. I'll help you."
She attacked him like a wild thing, tearing his shirt open and yanking off his clothes. Expensive fabric ripped down the middle, unrepairable by even the best seamstress, but Tony wasn't angry. He was laughing at how desperate she had become.
Soon he was as naked as her. Rather than his clothing, she attacked his flesh now. She kissed him on the mouth, the face, the neck, the nipples, and the belly button. Then she found herself face-to-face with his monstrous sex organ. It bobbed up and down in rhythm to his heartbeat. She watched it for several moments, mesmerized, and then stuck out her tongue to taste its dome.
"Jesus!" Tony muttered, hips jerking. "That stung!"
But he didn't complain when she did it a second time, and then a third. Finally, Drew opened her mouth wide and swallowed him whole. Tony moaned and wiggled his hips as her lips slowly worked their way down his entire length, finally compressing around his hairy trunk. She sucked on his dick the way he had sucked on her nipple. Tony felt his balls being drawn inward, and he became scared.
"Not so hard!" he shouted. "Not so hard! Jesus! I don't want to cum now. Do it slowly, okay?"
Drew nodded and smiled, his hard meat in her mouth.
She brought her lips back to the very tip of his penis. Saliva coated the skin where her mouth had just been. She circled his knob with her tongue, depositing more thick, glistening lubricant, then plunged down his length again. He shuddered as the inside of her month exerted incredible friction. His cock was unbelievably sensitive, more sensitive than it had ever been with a woman before, even Sally. He attributed it to Drew's extraordinary beauty. Just the sight of her made him want to cum.
He predicted that he was going to get the best blow job of his life.
Drew, coincidentally, was intent on doing just that.
Compressing her lips tightly, she pumped him slowly, methodically. Her lips went up and down his hard length, taking all of him in and then retreating to his very tip. On each pass she deposited more and more saliva, which was gushing from her glands as if her mouth were a second pussy. She needed the lubrication to be able to go down on him. His cock stretched her mouth as wide as it could go. It was impossible to avoid raking him with her teeth on each plunge. His small shudders reverberated through even her own body. She swallowed him so deep that his fat knob would temporarily block her air supply as it penetrated her throat. Drew kept herself relaxed and breathed through her nostrils whenever the chance arrived. She suffered the discomfort because his cock felt so good in her mouth. Indirectly, it stimulated her nipples and clit into greater rigidity and tingling.
Looking up, she could see that Tony's eyes were closed and his face was contorted in a grimace of pain. Yet Drew knew that it was the kind of pain one did not want to retreat from. His hands came down to guide her head down his length, urging her to go faster. He added his own small thrusts to her movements. Drew could sense an incredible restraint building up in the muscles which controlled his hips. It was as if he were holding back to prevent himself from doing damage to her. She increased the'pace of her efforts a bit, matching the need she felt rising in him. His cock grew hot with the friction of her lips upon his skin.
After a few minutes of this, Tony's need for relief overwhelmed his desire to prolong the blissful torture.
"I'm going to cum," he hissed through gritted teeth. "God help me, I'm going to cum."
"Go ahead, cum." Drew said. Although with his cock in her mouth, it came out as an indecipherable mumble.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Tony yelled, and slammed his cock all the way down her throat.
Drew grasped his waist and held on tightly as his hips bucked back and forth, fucking her mouth. She felt spurt after spurt of hot jism strike the back of her throat and slide downward to her stomach. She did not attempt to swallow it, she did not attempt to even breathe; his jerky, untimed movements effectively prevented both.
Eventually, his cock slipped out of her mouth and she managed to grasp it with her hand. It was slick with both of their fluids. She swallowed hard and gasped for air while he attempted to penetrate her mouth again. She did not allow him back inside, however. Instead, she pointed his cock downward and placed it against her breasts. Tony liked this change of venue even more. He jerked his dick up and down her soft, pliant orbs, fucking them, jiggling them. Drew kept her grip on it and directed his massive discharge all over the place, particularly towards her nipples. It felt hot on her skin, and she liked that.
When he was done, she sucked the last bit of his cum out of his still pulsating cock with her mouth, then licked him clean. She swallowed all of his emission, except what he had deposited on her tits. For the time being, she would leave that there as a trophy.
Laying back, Tony exhaled. "Oh, man! That was something else."
"So you liked it."
"Of course!"
"Good, but I hope I didn't drain you dry."
"Huh?" Tony asked. Groggy from pleasure, his mind wasn't working too swiftly at the moment. "What do you mean?"
Drew rose up and sat down on his cock.
"Umph!" he grunted.
"Now it's your turn to fuck me. I want to feel your hot cum inside me. Do you have any left?"
"Uh.. .I think I can spare a sperm cell or two."
"Good. Now get to work, old man."
Amazingly, Tony found his semi-limp dick already swelling to life inside her warm, wet pussy. He had not had such a fast turn-around time since his early youth, when he had felt a frantic and continual need to fuck any female with a good set of legs. From his seated position, he thrust upwards with his hips, tossing Drew about a half-foot into the air. She landed on his hard rod with a splash and a gasp. "Oh!"
Juice poured out of Drew's cunt and saturated his balls. Tony could hardly believe the amount of her leakage. Many women-perhaps most, actually-fucked him for his money, but Drew obviously wasn't one of them. As with Sally, there was some real attraction going on. Drew seemed eager to fuck him. That made Tony desire her even more.
He thrust into her a second time. She bounced into the air again. Tony was captivated by the sight of Drew's breasts in free-fall. They looked so much more beautiful smeared with his semen.
An idea took hold of him.
He cupped both of her heavy tits and lifted them up to her face.
"Eat them," he said.
Drew stared down at one of the nipples before her eyes. As Tony watched, her small tongue snaked out and licked off a drop of semen that was stuck to it.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhh," he groaned.
He was intensely stimulated at the sight of Drew feasting of his semen. It was a rare treat for him to watch a woman do that. Most women didn't like the taste of semen. But Drew, like Sally, was special. Yes, very special.
He bucked his hips up and down a few times, moving his swollen shaft inside her. This caused her tits to jiggle in his grasp. She continued to lap up his sticky white goo with her tongue, replacing it with a fresh coat of saliva. When she was done with the first tit she moved on to the other one. Tony continued to watch, becoming more turned on by the moment. His dick was so hard he felt it might split apart at the seams. Finally, she slurped up the last of his emission into her mouth and smacked her lips.
"Mmmmmm. That was good."
Then she kissed him on the mouth.
"Yuck!" he said, turning his head away.
Now he understood why most women didn't like the taste of semen.
"First time, huh?" Drew asked.
"Yeah, I guess so."
"It's an acquired taste. like champagne."
"Being a man, I have no wish to acquire that particular taste."
She laughed at him, then kissed him up and down his neck. He didn't mind that as much, though her lips were still sticky with his cum. Her hot breath on his skin sent ticklish chills down his spine and raised the hair on the back of his neck. Her nipples felt like pebbles as they dug deeply into his chest. Still holding her large breasts in his hands, he could feel her heart beating through the jelly-like tissue, causing it to quiver. He squeezed them tightly and was rewarded with a nice shudder in her body. She, in turn, squeezed his cock with her strong cunt muscles, and he nearly fainted with pleasure.
Releasing him, she lifted her ass up so that only the tip of his cock was inside her, then plunged down his entire length. He grunted at the wet impact, feeling his balls get splashed with more of her hot juices. Her sweet, feminine musk wafted to his nostrils and he inhaled it deeply. The pheromones in her natural perfume-which was so superior to any fragrance bought in a store, he thought-must have agreed with the receptors in his body because he became intoxicated by them. Visions of flowery fields and mountain vistas, scenes he found relaxing, swam before his mind's eye. Then he was jarred from his temporary dream-like state when her cunt lifted and slammed down on his shaft again.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhh," he moaned.
His cock felt so good in her cunt. It chafed him with delicious friction as she rose and fell on him again and again, establishing a steady rhythm. Matching his breathing to her movements, his hands fell down to her butt cheeks and helped guide her downward strokes. Her strong vaginal muscles continued to grip and release him, grip and release him. One time, gripping him with a particularly crushing force that he found damn near painful, she forgot to release him and lifted him half out of his seat. Yet, mercifully, his well-oiled dick managed to slip free.
She fucked his cock like this for a full minute, never breaking her stride. Then, abruptly, her cunt stopped in mid-stroke.
"Hey," she whined, "it seems like I'm the one doing all the work, and you're nowhere near to cumming."
"Give me a break. I'm forty-plus years old, and you just gave me the blow job of my life. It's going to take me a little extra time to cum."
She dismounted and lay back on the black leather cushions.
"Well, if you want to cum, you have to pleasure me first. I performed oral sex on you. Now I want you to return the favor."
Tony eyed her inflamed pussy between her shapely, wide-spread thighs. It dripped with her enticing juices, and he found his mouth watering for a taste of them. This might be interesting, he thought. He bent down and touched her clit with his tongue.
"Oh!" she gasped, squirming. "You're a sensitive creature, aren't you?" Tony said.
"Do it again!" she begged.
He licked her again. This time his tongue stayed to dance around and around her erect organ. Drew's hips, responding to an impulse beyond her control, matched his circular movements. She was sensitive down there, painfully sensitive. Tony's cock had rubbed her clit raw. Yet while one part of her body flinched from the contact with his provoking tongue, another part craved for more of it.
Tony stuck two fingers up her vagina, which immediately tightened around them.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhh," Drew moaned.
She was experiencing nirvana. Her hips rocked gently back and forth, humping his two digits. He pushed them in and out of her warm, pulpy embrace, going deeper and deeper, matching her movements. Small shudders rocked her body as he continued to caress her clit with his tongue. She could hear him as he occasionally slurped up her overflowing juices. This sound alone was enough to cause her spine to tingle in erotic delight. Oral sex was always the fastest path to making her cum, and she could feel her orgasm building moment by moment.
She pressed his face closer to her pussy with her hands. He responded to her silent appeal by licking her clit faster and faster. He was proving to be quite an expert with his tongue, almost as good as Sally and Beverly. His fingers not only found her G-spot, they found her entire alphabet of pleasure zones. Drew moaned and thought about what it would be like to have a man and two women fucking her at the same time. Sally could be french kissing her, Beverly could be sucking on her swollen tits, and Tony could be licking her clit or poking her with his big cock. Perhaps Brian could be watching and taping the session with a video camera. She shivered as that fantasy took possession of her mind.
All of her lovers in one room together. She wanted it so bad!
Her hands came up and massaged her orbs, kneading them like bread dough. Though it had been thoroughly washed, her skin was still sticky from Tony's jism. Her nipples were tingling with a suppressed electrical charge. Touching them made her clit ring like a bell. She was close to climaxing. Her hips began to rock back and forth more urgently, responding to her feverish inner needs. Soon they were moving beyond her control.
"I'm cumming!" she shouted. "I'm cumming!"
"Hold on a second!" Tony said. "Wait for me."
He took his fingers out of her and threw his body forward on top of hers. He jabbed his cock into her cunt just as her orgasm stuck.
"Ohhhhhhhhh, gaaaaaaaawd!" she cried.
Her cunt slammed forward and tightened around his prick. Miraculously, she squeezed an instant orgasm out of him. He jabbed his cock in and out of her as spurt after spurt of semen erupted from the end of it. Drew felt it invade her pussy and screamed, screamed for the pure joy of it. It felt so blisteringly, soothingly hot. Melding her body to his at the hips, she bucked and thrashed with him in the throes of ecstasy. It all felt too good to her to be true.
Then it was over.
Tony collapsed on top of her, breathing heavily. His sweaty flesh stuck to hers. Drew idly stroked his back and firm, round buttocks as she felt his cock growing limp inside her. She was just as spent as he was.
"Now I think its time for that champagne," she said after she had caught her breath. "Yes," Tony agreed.
Yet neither one of them had the energy to rise up and go get it.