La Aces

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LA Aces – Chapter 4: Cum-uppance

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When I woke up the next morning, it was as if nothing had changed from the night before. Renee was still in my arms, sound asleep. I watched her for a while; her nose scrunched up a little when she breathed in. I found it unbelievably cute. I remember wishing that time could stand still, that I could just lie there and hold her forever.

As time passed, my thoughts wandered. I thought about Las Vegas, and realized that I hadn't touched a card in over a week. I also hadn't lost any money, so it wasn't all bad. I thought about Sonny; he had been understanding when I told him I was leaving, and I hoped he had found someone to share the rent who wouldn't drive him up the wall. And, even though I had another beautiful woman in my arms and I probably shouldn't have, I thought about Katharine.

She had robbed me blind, seduced me, brought me out to LA, introduced me to the girl whose hair I was currently twirling, and told me she loved me. And I had repaid her by sleeping with another woman. I should have felt terrible about myself, should have wanted to crawl in a hole and die, should have felt some kind of remorse...but I didn't.

She had always been in charge; everything we did was set up just the way she wanted it. She had pulled me out of the nightclub, she had shown up at my apartment, she asked me to come to Los Angeles, she had decided that we would drive, she had put on the maid get-up, she had brought Renee to the pool, she had picked the perfect moment to get us away from each other...up until last night, I hadn't made a decision for myself since I met her. She didn't love me; she loved herself, and being in control.

Before I could get too angry, I was brought back to reality by the pleasant sensation of Renee rubbing her leg against mine. I looked down to see her stirring; she opened her eyes and smiled at me. She kissed me gently. Somehow, even her morning breath tasted good.

"Morning," She said, sleepily.

"Good morning," I responded, kissing her on the forehead.

"What time is it?"

"I haven't a clue." We fell silent for a moment, milking as much of the moment as we could, before Renee spoke again.

"We need to get up."

"Why?" Despite the many obvious reasons we couldn't, I was still holding onto the hope that neither one of us would have to move for the rest of time.

Renee let out a moan that told me she wanted the same thing, but also recognized that it wasn't going to happen. "Well, you need to deal with your girlfriend...but first you have to join me in the shower." Few things were going to get me out of bed; that was one of them. We disentangled ourselves, and headed for the shower. I watched Renee's bare ass as she walked; she tossed in an extra wiggle for my benefit. She turned on the water, then turned around to face me. "Gotta wait for it to warm up," She said, smiling as she pulled me into a kiss.

Renee pushed me against the sink as she kissed me, her tongue sliding into my mouth. Her hands moved down my body and squeezed my ass; I hoped I wouldn't have to break the mood by telling her I didn't like what she did with her finger yesterday. Fortunately she was just interested in rubbing and squeezing, and her hands eventually moved around to my front.

Her kiss was already getting me hard, and the feel of her soft hands on my cock made me even harder. She started to jack me, slowly, letting me savor the feeling of her hand wrapped around my member. She broke the kiss, looking at me with innocent eyes.

"You like that?"

I smiled and nodded. "Mmm, I do."

"Good." She smiled as well. "But I think you'll like this even better." Still holding my cock in her hand, Renee slowly sank to her knees on the tile in front of me. The shower must have been warm by now, but once I felt her tongue on my balls that thought was out of my mind for good. She delicately licked them, the tip of her tongue barely touching my sack as she did.

I ran my fingers through her gorgeous red hair, watching her work on my cock and balls. As she took one testicle into her mouth, she tightened her grip around my shaft. She closed her eyes and moaned, humming on my ball and jacking me faster. The vibrations were incredible, traveling up my spine and making my entire body tingle. She pulled off of my sack with an audible pop and took the other ball into her mouth, giving it a similar moan.

She kept alternating, popping back and forth, all while maintaining her incredible handjob. I felt my orgasm building in my balls, and tightened my grip on her hair. She responded by tightening her hand around my cock, bringing me closer.

"Oh God, Renee," I moaned, "I'm gonna cum soon."

She popped off of my balls again. "Cum on my face," She said, jacking me faster. "I want your hot cum on my face and in my hair!" I held on as long as I could, but in the end it was a losing battle. I groaned loudly as I came, my hot load landing on Renee's freckled face and in her flaming hair. I smiled as I watched her scoop my cum up and lick it off her fingers.

By now, the room had filled with steam, and we decided that the water was hot enough. Renee kissed me as we got in; I wondered if she was always this frisky in the morning. I grabbed a bar of soap and started to rub it along her back, right at the spot where the water was hitting her.

I pulled the showerhead out of its holster, directing the water into Renee's hair. I figured that, sexy as it was, it probably wouldn't do for her to go through life with my cum in her hair. Her lips parted from mine, and she began to kiss my shoulder. Once in a while, she would slip in a playful little bite; I told her that as long as I didn't bleed to death, she could do that for as long as she liked.

Satisfied that her hair was thoroughly rinsed and soaked, I dropped the showerhead and turned my attention back to the soap. I ran it down her back, then over the delicious curves of her ass cheeks. I lingered, rubbing them; ever since the grocery store I had thought about her ass.

God, was it really only yesterday morning? Right about this time, even, that I had been running errands for Katharine and seen Renee in the store, completely oblivious to who she was? It felt like years...decades...forever. I looked down at her, and our eyes met. What I was about to say was crazy and stupid, but I knew in my heart that it was right.

"I –"

"You want to fuck my ass?"

That threw me off my guard. "What? No, I –"

Renee raised her eyebrow. "You

don't

want to fuck my ass."

"I...no, I mean, I do, I just..." I sighed. "Never mind." I spun her around, taking hold of her waist. She reached behind her, rubbing my cock with her slick palms to make sure I was hard. Feeling that I could pretty much cut stone at this point, she spread her cheeks; I pushed forward, sliding the head of my cock into her ass. She was so tight, tighter than Katharine, but the steam from the shower allowed her to relax enough that I was able to penetrate her.

Renee bit her lip, getting used to the feeling. To take her mind off the pain, I started gently rubbing her clit with the bar of soap. She gasped, then moaned when I rubbed it harder. Her ass tightened around me; it was a wonderful feeling that made me weak in the knees. I pushed the last of my cock into her, making her cry out.

"Sorry," She said, as though she was ashamed of the heavenly sound she had made.

"Don't be," I replied, kissing her cheek. I started to pull back, again rubbing her clit to be sure she wasn't hurting too much. She closed her eyes, moaning as I withdrew. When just the head was inside of her, I pushed back in, causing another gratifying groan. "Having fun?" I asked, smiling.

"Fuck, yes," She whispered, reaching back and rubbing my thigh. "Mmm, Nick...play with my tits."

I'm not one to pass up an invitation like that; I brought my hands up to her chest, rubbing the soap over her tits. She gasped, and again her ass tightened. God, that felt good. I started fucking her ass more quickly, kissing and licking and gently biting her shoulder while my hands palmed her soapy tits.

My thumbs circled her rock-hard nipples while my other fingers caressed her soft, pale flesh. She pushed herself back against me, and I responded by fucking her harder.

Renee groaned. "Mmm, Nick...are you loving this as much as I am?"

"Oh yeah, Renee," I moaned, "I love it...I love you..."

"Oh, fuck!" Renee shouted as I slammed into her; I couldn't tell if she had heard me. "I'm gonna cum, Nick! I want you to cum in my ass!"

I nodded, getting ready to cum for the second time before breakfast. Dropping the soap, my right hand moved down to play with her clit again. I was rewarded by Renee crying out in pleasure, and her ass clamped down on my cock as her orgasm hit.

Her body practically convulsed as she came; I had to support her to be sure she wouldn't fall over. Taking hold of her hips, I thrust into her for the final time, shooting another load into her ass. I slowly pulled out of her as we both came down; I was too weak to stand, so I sat on the floor of the shower and gently pulled her down with me.

We sat in relative silence for a minute, hot water raining down upon us as we caught our breath. Renee turned around, and looked me in the eye. She looked nervous.

"Do you mean it, Nick? Do you love me?"

I pulled her close and kissed her; she rested her head on my shoulder and I stroked her hair. "Yeah, I do. I know it's crazy, cause we just met yesterday, but..." I looked into her eyes. "There's just something about you that I can't understand. I haven't felt this way about anyone, ever..."

I trailed off. Saying those words made me realize that they were true; Katharine had told me she loved me, but even if she was serious I knew I didn't feel the same way. Things had moved so fast with her. Hell, we hadn't even been on a date, and I was living with her. But as sure as I was that I didn't love her, I was more sure that I did love Renee. I held her closer, and she wrapped her arms around me.

"I love you, too."

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The drive from Renee's house to Katharine's was filled with quiet introspection. That didn't sit well with my traveling companion.

"Why so quiet?" Renee asked.

I sighed. "I'm just thinking."

"About Kat?"

I took my eyes off the road for a second, and looked at her; even though she seemed understanding, I felt guilty. "Yeah." I sighed again. "It's just...she's done so much for me, you know? She practically turned her life upside down for me, and I...what?"

Renee was laughing. "You. You actually think she cares about you. It's cute."

"What?"

"Let me take a wild shot in the dark here. You met in Las Vegas, she took all your money, you had sex, she came back a week later, you had more sex, you drove out here, you had sex, she did the maid thing, you had sex, then you went to a premiere, she got drunk and told you she loved you. Is that about right?"

That knocked me on my proverbial ass. "Uh, yeah. I'm getting the impression that this isn't the first time she's done something like this."

"You could say that."

"So...the pool thing...was that...?"

"No, that was new. Judging by how it's worked out for her, I don't think she'll be doing it again." She smiled, and I couldn't help but do the same. All of this angst I had built up, all the self-doubt about whether I was being a horrible person...it was all for nothing. "Well," I thought to myself as I pulled Renee close to me, "At least some good came of it."

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I thought about knocking, but I decided to use the key Katharine had given me. I headed for the bedroom, thinking she might be asleep, but found it to be empty. I grabbed what little of my belongings I had brought from Vegas, then started poking through the house, looking for her.

I found her in the living room, dusting. I took a second to admire her body before clearing my throat loudly. She turned around to face me. "Mmm, bonjour, mons—Nick!" Her eyes went wide, and any doubts I had about my course of action were gone.

"Hi," I said, glaring at her. "Bye." I turned around; Kat tried to stop me, but I pulled my arm away from her and kept walking. I didn't break stride as I saw the guy she had spent last night with come in wearing the same robe I had worn less than a week ago; I briefly considered letting him know what he was in for, but I figured that he deserved to find out himself.

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Sophia looked at me with fiery hatred in her eyes, and I returned it. "I don't usually hit girls," She spat, "But for you, I'll make an exception." She brought her right hand around to slap me, but I caught it. I spun her around, holding her arm behind her back, and pinned her against the rough brick wall. I leaned my entire body weight against her, the bulge in my jeans pressing on her leather-clad ass.

"And I don't usually stand for girls trying to hit me," I growled. "And for you, I

won't

make an exception." I pulled on her arm, making it clear that I had no problem with breaking it. She cried out in pain.

"Wait! Can't we work something out?"

"I don't make deals with traitors."

Her left hand reached behind her, rubbing my cock through my jeans. "Come on, Jake," She moaned, "Think about all the good times we had together...all the fun we used to have."

I loosened my grip on her arm. "I'm listening."

She continued to rub my bulge, making it harder. I looked around, confirming that we were alone. "You let me go, and I'll give you one last blow. How 'bout that?"

I pursed my lips, thinking for a minute. Sophia looked back at me, nervously. Finally, I smiled. "Sounds good." I spun her back around and kissed her, hard. I leaned all of my weight on her again, roughly kissing her and groping her tits through her grey t-shirt. When I decided I had had enough, I pushed her to her knees. She looked up at me, a devilish glint in her eye as she spoke.

"Hope you're ready, stud." She licked her crimson lips, and unzipped my pants. I tightly gripped her curly hair and pulled her head back, issuing one last command.

"You'd better swallow, bitch." She nodded, and leaned her head in to my crotch. I closed my eyes and moaned, savoring the anticipation.

"Cut!"

As the director's impossibly shrill voice rang in my ears, Sophia looked up at me and smiled. "You're hired."

I helped her to her feet, looking at her quizzically. "Since when do you get to make that decision?"

"Since I'm friends with the producer."

I smiled to myself as we left the set. "Friends with you and Renee...it's good to be the producer, it seems."

Sophia didn't answer; she simply chuckled and headed away from me, toward her trailer.

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You. Me. Your trailer. Noon.

Renee

I knew by now that any time Renee went out of her way to plan an encounter, something kinky and awesome was about to happen. This time proved no different. As I entered my trailer at about quarter of, I saw a solitary wooden chair placed in the center of the room, facing the door. I smiled as I saw what was on the chair: A pair of handcuffs and a black blindfold. "God, I love this woman," I said to myself as I got into position, covering my eyes and wrapping the chain of the cuffs around one of the chair's slats before locking them around my wrists.

Some time later, I heard my door open, then close. All of my senses were heightened due to my loss of vision, but other than the door I had no way of knowing that Renee was in the room. I strained myself, trying to hear a muffled footstep or catch a whiff of her perfume, but I got nothing.

And then I felt her tongue on my neck.

"Oh God, Renee," I moaned, arching my back, "That's the spot..." I felt her tongue slide around my neck to my throat as she moved in front of me, taking a seat in my lap and grinding her pussy against my cock. She kissed me, hard, pressing her body against me. As she broke the kiss and pulled away, she yanked my blindfold off.

"I'm not Renee," Sophia said, smiling wickedly, "I just like to steal her boyfriends."

My eyes went wide, and I opened my mouth to protest, but Sophia silenced me with another kiss. I strained against my bonds, but neither the cuffs nor the chair would budge. I tried to kick her off of me, but Sophia had wrapped her legs around the chair and I couldn't reach her. In short, I was screwed; or at least, about to be.

Sophia broke the kiss, reaching down to start rubbing my cock. Even through my slacks, it felt incredible, but it only got better as she took them off and let her flesh touch mine. "Sophia, no," I said as she jacked me, "Please don't do this."

Sophia's grin grew wider. "Are you saying you don't want this, Nick?" She tightened her grip on my cock, effectively cutting off my voice box in the process. I nodded. She started jacking faster, harder; I just barely stifled a moan. "You don't mean that...look me in the eyes and tell me you don't want me to fuck you."

I had every intention of saying just that, but as soon as my eyes met Sophia's the words kind of faded away. It's not my fault that every woman who seduces has incredibly beautiful eyes, is it? Before it became obvious that there was no way I could say no to her, Sophia made a decision.

"Well, if you're not going to cooperate, we're going to have to compromise." She took her hand off of my cock and replaced the blindfold, tying it tighter than I had previously. She pressed herself against me again, and whispered into my ear, "Just pretend I'm Renee, sweetie."

Sophia licked my ear and got off of my lap; the next thing I felt was her lips wrapping around my cock. She sucked hard on the head for a second, then pulled back to my tip. As she brought her mouth back down, she didn't stop at the head this time; she took every inch of my hard cock into her mouth. She held me in her throat for what felt like an eternity, her tongue flattening to lick the underside of my cock.

I couldn't help myself anymore; I moaned in recognition of Sophia's tremendous skill. "Oh God, Sophia...that's...incredible..." I leaned back in the chair, marveling at the pleasure Sophia was giving to me. It came as more than a minor disappointment when she started pulling back, taking my cock out of her mouth. I heard an almost impossibly loud pop as she came off of me, and I could feel my cock throbbing in the humid air of the trailer.

"Do you want to cum, Nick?" Sophia asked as she started lightly jacking me again. "Do you want to give me every last drop of your hot, delicious cum?"

I moaned again. "Yes, Sophia...God, yes..." I was so close, I couldn't believe I hadn't cum already.

"Renee doesn't need to hear about this, does she?" She licked the tip of my cock slowly, like an ice cream cone.

I shook my head. "Noooo...I won't tell her..."

In a heartbeat, Sophia was on her feet, standing behind me. She grabbed my cock, jacking it hard as she leaned over my shoulder and whispered in my ear. "Good boy, Nick...cum for me...cum for Sophia...cum for me NOW!" She tightened her grip as she finished, and I erupted. I cried out, throwing my head back as I came; Sophia kissed me hard as my balls emptied all over the dressing room floor.

Coming down, I was barely aware of my freed arms falling limply at my sides. Sophia broke the kiss, and without a word she left, leaving me to try to catch my breath and ponder what the Hell had just happened, and what it meant.