Chapter 2
Brad was staring across the table at this buxom blonde who was talking about clothes and all he could think about was how much she would like to shoot his load all over those fake breasts. He wasn’t even paying attention to what she had to say and it was all pretty much white noise during dinner. She had this squeaky voice and all he wanted to do was shut her up by stuffing his cock in her mouth. This lobster dinner was going to cost $300 and he expected something in return. Her crimson lips were perfect for sucking him deep and that long and flitting tongue would feel perfect wrapped around his family Johnson.
“I don’t know how to thank you for this Gucci original dress. I saw it in the window and I never thought for a moment that I would be wearing it to dinner. It was kind of fortuitous that you were walking by when I made that sigh. You took pity on me by allowing me to live like that character from that movie with Richard Gere.” Emily was an aspiring actress and had her fair share of casting couch episodes. She was not opposed to getting down and dirty for what she wanted and this guy had the kind of money that anybody could see in the very smile that was coming across the table at her.
“I’m just glad that I could put that smile on your face. I do have to wonder what you’re going to do to make it up to me. The company is great, but I think that you can do a little better than that. I’m really not about beating around the bush and I would rather be straight up from the very beginning.” He could feel the thumping presence of his cock pressing up against the tightly woven fabric of his very expensive Italian briefs. They were made to hug the package and had a breathable material that kept him at a constant arousal in the presence of a shapely figure.
“I’m sure that I can come up with something after dinner. I do believe that you do deserve something for all of your trouble.” Emily knew exactly where this was going and felt almost obligated to satisfy his other sweet tooth. “I don’t mean to say that I’m the best, but I don’t think that you could do any better.” Her breasts had cost her a pretty fair penny to make them a reality. From the moment that she stepped out with a newfound confidence her career started to take a dip in the right direction. She had a couple of offers to join an exclusive adult movie organization. She had struggled with whether or not she wanted to be known for her talents in the bedroom or her acting chops. She decided that maybe they could go hand in hand and that she could open up a whole new category when it came to that kind of adult material
It was not a coincidence that Brad was standing at the window and he had been watching her for quite some time. A certain Dr. had given him the heads up about her newly acquired endowment. He was instrumental in opening up certain doors that had remained closed in her face. He turned her on to a certain adult producer and had heard that her first audition was quite an eye opener. He received the video and now he wanted to repeat the performance in a more private setting.
The only thing that was a big stumbling block for him was her weight. A woman with those size breasts should have a bit more meat on her bones than that of the 120 pounds that were currently making her look top heavy. It wasn’t going to stop him from enjoying her assets. He looked down to see that a certain restaurant owner had decided to reach out in a most pleasant way.
The text read like this. “I have an up and coming chef that has a very keen insight into food that might be amenable to your offer. You can discuss that with her and I have been requested to give you her personal cell phone number. This fetish that you have spoken of is a little unusual, but I think the 10% finder’s fee will curb any kind of hesitation on my part. I do have to go on record to tell you that she is one of the best that I’ve ever had. Please don’t take that the wrong way. This has nothing to do with sex. I don’t want you to hurt her and you’re to treat her with the respect that she deserves.” Brad almost laughed and the $10,000 that he was going to give Conner was a mere pittance that he could probably make in the next 5 minutes on the stock market.
“I know that we just met, but it would be nice that you showed me the courtesy of listening to me when I say something. I can see that something has made you preoccupied and that is not the way to a woman’s heart.” She was hoping that this could lead to a more permanent arrangement with a gaudy diamond ring on her finger. “I demand your undivided attention.” She didn’t mean to show her true dominating self, but his long castaway glance was getting on her last nerve.
“Let’s not fool ourselves into thinking that this is anything more than what it is. I’m going to pay the check and then I’ll take you out into the limousine that is waiting at the curb and you’re going to go down on me. It’s not a request and it’s just the facts. You will please me with your mouth and if I find you worthy, I might fuck you for another 20 minutes before I dump by load all over your chest. You may be indignant, but I think that this bit part in a Block Buster movie that is set to air next summer will more than suffice to soothe any hurt feelings.” He presented the contract and her role would be a pivotal piece that would get her noticed by those in the industry. Her days spreading her legs were coming to an end.
Emily had been trying to get her agent to get her an audition to this very movie without any luck. She thought that he might be joking, but the contract looked legit. How could she possibly say no to his advances? He had made it sound like some sort of business transaction. “I was hoping for more, but this will make up for any kind of disappointment. I was going to sleep with you tonight anyway, but this certainly does seal the deal.” They walked out with his hand firmly plastered on her bony ass.
He really wasn’t sure what he wanted to do other than to fuck her face and to give her a pearl necklace. The idea of grabbing onto hips that had no meat was not all that appealing. He looked down at the photograph that Conner had sent and his eyes lit up. This girl had a confident smile and the kind of weight that made him salivate for the chance to spread her out in a buffet fashion.
They got into the limousine and he undid his belt and pulled down his pants to his ankles. He took them off and laid them gently near the door preventing any sort of crease or wrinkle to appear. He undid his shirt, a white crisp Italian original like most of his wardrobe. There was only one man that he would trust with what he put on his body and unfortunately that man was getting up there in age. He could only hope that the next generation would be as meticulous and have the same quality that he was looking for.
“I’m not going to take off my underwear and that’s entirely up to you. I have to say that you have very pretty lips. I can only hope that you can take 9 inches. What you see right now is not exactly what you’re going to get.” He had never liked his flaccid state. When her lips began working their magic it was like she was pumping air into a balloon.
“Holy fuck… I’m going to choke on this thing.” Emily had known that sometimes sex is a good way to blow off some steam. She actually liked sucking cock and this man had a sort of class that made it easier to swallow literally and figuratively. “I fucking love it and you certainly wouldn’t know that you possessed this. You’re what my gender would call a grower and not a shower.” It was a pillar of strength and she easily slipped the crown passed her blood red painted lips.
She barely had a few inches in her mouth when Brad decided that it was time to do something to bring him more pleasure. This was another one of those times that he felt dirty. He pressed on the back of her head and made her gag with those first few inches in her throat. She grabbed onto his thighs and he did her the courtesy of wrapping his hands in her hair in a not so delicate way.
“I’m sure that this is not… Yes…fuck…the only time that you have done this. I don’t know where you learned this technique, but somebody up there likes me. You can feel my cock pressing against your cheek and now I want to use your mouth until I get off.” He was lifting his ass off the chair and he purposely used the remote to lower the partition to let the driver get a bird’s eye view of what he was experiencing. He had a bit of a voyeuristic streak. That was not the only fetish that he had found on his travels around the world.
The driver swallowed hard and moved his hand across his brow from the heat that was now joining him in the driver’s seat. He patted his crotch and reminded himself that after this job was finished that he would be able to go back and see Sheila for one more round at $100 a pop.
Biting his bottom lip, Brad felt his balls already quite large and in charge. “I want you to look at me and to show me how much you enjoy struggling to take that down your throat. I want to see your enthusiasm. I want to hold you still and make you breathe through your nose.” He loved telling his women what he was going to do. He wanted to see if he could shock them into denying him his satisfaction. “I have to tell you that even though we won’t see each other ever again, I will miss those tits. It galls me that I wasn’t able to buy them for you and hold them over your head as leverage to get you to become one of my many in every port.” He was grunting and groaning, but he prided itself on having the kind of stamina that would have girls wondering when and if he was ever going to cum. “I do love the way that you use your tongue. It’s so much better than hearing you talk about stupid things like clothes and how you wanna be an actress.” He saw the anger in her eyes and that was exactly what he wanted to see.
He was ramming it into her throat with relative ease and he could see the slick shine of his shaft each time that it had exited. He wasn’t about to do his own dirty work and this was entirely her job to finish to completion. His balls were slapping obscenely against her chin. Normally, most girls would be able to tell when a guy was going to cum from their facial contortions and mask of lust. He was different and the only indication that this was going to happen was the continuous throbbing of that vein along the back.
He shot the first shot across her tongue and then he pulled out with her hand now jacking it like she had known all along what he was going to do.
She didn’t get a chance to pull down her dress and his hot spunk landed on her bare flesh along her neck and down into the valley. His seed was white hot and she saw it soaking through the material making her look like some sort of trick on the side of the street. She saw the tendons in his neck straining for release and by the time that he was done she was coated and glazed like some sort of nasty doughnut.
Brad had closed his eyes and before that moment had arrived his fantasies were revolving around a certain chef that was going to be coming to his penthouse tomorrow night. He had never felt himself that jacked up. He hadn’t fired that much in quite some time. It was her face and body that caused him to ride that wave of orgasmic bliss.
He had this sheen of sexual sweat dripping down his cleanly shaved chest. He never did like hair, unless it was on the top of his head. The rest of his body was hairless except for his legs. He had begun shaving his private area when he was younger and had found that no hair was better. He was a little put off by women that decided to go natural, especially in the European continents.
“I have to say that I am mildly impressed, but I believe that our time together has come to an end. To be honest, you’re not really my type and I like a girl that has a bit more curves like that of an hourglass. Your breasts are fantastic and I do like that I was able to coat them in my sweet stuff.” He reached over and opened the door as the limousine had come to a stop at the corner of a not so safe neighborhood. This was another one of his kinks and having them take that walk of shame with those lecherous stares from those guys that were peering in the darkness was keeping him hot to the touch.
“You can’t be serious. There is no possible way that I’m going to go out there in my condition. If you were any kind of gentlemen, you would take me someplace nice and pay for a room for the night. I don’t think that is going above and beyond. I did give you what you wanted.” She was being very upfront and was trying her best to put her foot down in a more dominant way. Her mother had taught her that pleasing a man was a 24 hour a day job and that if you shirked your duties that somebody would come along and do them for you.
“I appreciate your need for privacy, but I’m afraid that this is where we part ways. You can either get out gracefully, or I can have my man in the front seat forcibly eject you from the car. Honestly, I don’t care which way it goes and either way you’re getting out of the car one way or the other.” He’d found a certain excitement from pushing the envelope and with her dress stained like that of some cum junky, she was certainly going to make for an interesting site by those that might be licking their lips to get a piece of her themselves.
“If you don’t want me to scream and to make a scene, then you will do as I request. I’m not asking for anything that I don’t deserve. A little discretion goes a long way. With this new part in this movie, I can’t be seen by those camera toting thugs that want to get their 15 minutes of fame by catching me doing something that wouldn’t be considered family friendly.”
“I don’t think that you understand the position that you’re in. It’s not as bad as you think it is. You will get out of this car and there will be a taxi behind us to take you to wherever you want to go for the evening. Mention my name at the desk and they will give you the penthouse suite. You can even order anything you want from room service but by eleven o’clock the next morning you have to be out of that room and out of my life.” The door was still open and she covered herself the best that she could, as she gave him a dirty look and then ran to the taxi and climbed into the cab that was provided.
Brad didn’t even bother pulling up his pants. The tinted windows had made it all that much more delicious to see people trying to look in and not being able to. They would assume that he was some big deal. He looked down at the photo one last time and he had to smile knowing that this woman was not only going to feed his appetite for food, but also his appetite for something else that went hand in hand. He didn’t think that Conner would come through. He had mentioned this fetish in passing after eating a delicious cheesecake. It brought to mind what it would be like to eat it off of a woman’s body and that was what made him think of this particular idea. Brad was only in his late twenties with a close cropped mane of brown hair, standing at 6 feet tall and 220 pounds that he had sculpted in a gym that was made in his honor.