February 2018, Los Angeles, California.
I came downstairs with a very annoyed stride. Someone was ringing my doorbell in a way that was just asking for a serious verbal lashing. Especially considering the fact that it was 8 in the morning on a Saturday. When I finally opened the door, my anger immediately went away. Milana Vayntrub, in a pretty white sundress with a pink floral pattern, stood there with a cheesy smile on her face.
"Hi Jason!"
"Good morning, Milana." I huffed.
"How are you!?"
"What's going on?" I asked as I let her inside.
"What are you talking about?" Milana asked, her voice seemingly trapped in an ear-bleeding saleswoman like tone.
"What's with the act?" I asked, closing the door and eyeing her up and down.
"I... I have a question. A series of questions. But first I want to give you something." Milana sat on my couch as she shifted through her handbag which sat on her shoulder. She pulled out a small piece of paper and handed it to me with a smile.
"What's this?" I asked as I flipped the paper over.
"It's a check. Your cut of the profits for our new business."
"Wow. Congratulations!" I smiled.
"Hey. Remember you were the one who made this happen." Milana said.
"We're partners."
"That's right. Partner." Milana patted the side of the couch. I sat next to her and her face dropped from that familiar grin to a more soft and somewhat pensive look.
"You alright?" I asked her.
"I am. Sorry for showing up early and... well very unannounced but this has been on my mind since like... honestly since our first night together." Milana said, placing a soft hand on my knuckle.
"What is it?"
"Ok. When I told you I was going to do this, you said the majority of the people who'd care are men. Men who lust after me. I saw that look in your eyes that night. You were no different from the rest. No offense." Milana grinned awkwardly.
"None taken."
"Anyway. Look... I've been thinking about myself. I've been thinking a lot about my body and the power it has. The divine feminine and all that. But here's the thing. I want to go further. I can't stop thinking about how..." Milana trailed off, blushing hard. I flipped my hand over to hold hers tightly.
"Say it." I said, my voice low.
"You and your girlfriend. She's like an aphrodisiac. Then you... then you put your cock in my ass..." Milana giggled lightly.
"I did." I smiled as my lips got significantly closer to hers.
"I... I... You know what I realized?" Milana asked.
"What's that?"
"I'm a slut. I was so wet thinking about you and her. How my fucking ass gaped and then she was all over me." Milana's voice dropped to a sultry whisper, almost like she was ashamed at how turned on she was.
"So what're you saying?"
"I've been doing a lot of reading about sex. Sex and power and all that. I... In a strange way I feel empowered when I fuck you. When we fuck." Milana huffed right in my face.
"So you want some more?" I growled. Milana's eyes widened and then she pulled me in for a kiss. A hard, tongue-twisting style kiss. She wrapped her hands around the sides of my head while forcing her tongue into my mouth, her moans overpowering mine. My hands wandered to her chest, squeezing her massive tits through the fabric of her thin dress and teasing their release. I reached upwards to slide the straps of her dress down her shoulders, but Milana quickly broke the kiss with a gentle pant.
"I've never kissed you, y'know." Milana blushed. I kept my hands on her now bare shoulders.
"Well at least not on the lips." I laughed lightly. Milana rolled her eyes and dropped her hands to the bulge in my pants, tenderly squeezing the base. I groaned and lowered the straps of her dress until they were at her elbows. I then grabbed the top of her dress to pull it down her phenomenal breasts, freeing the pale globes.
"Suck them..." Milana gasped. I immediately dove in, wrapping my lips around her thick areola and working my tongue over her nipple. I flicked at her perfect nipple as she fumbled around with my zipper. I eased off of her to help her out.
Milana pulled at my pants to take them off. I lifted my butt off the couch slightly and she took both my bottoms and my underwear down at the same time, freeing my hard cock.
"Fuck..." Milana moaned at the sight of my throbbing tool, her hands trembling as she gripped the base.
"Go back." Milana huffed. I dropped my head back down to her chest, licking, sucking, and squeezing at her soft breasts. Milana's strokes were slow and steady, but the pressure of her hands was the perfect amount needed to make me groan. I swapped back and forth between her right and left tit, leaving a wet and shiny trail of spit behind.
Milana's strokes went from just the base and towards the top of my shaft, her hand teasing the tip. I moved my hands to her sides, squeezing her body tight until I crept them down to her wonderfully thick thighs. I heard Milana giggle and groan as my hands crept underneath the hem of her dress and towards her sweet snatch.
I didn't feel like teasing. I went right for the main course, my finger slipping into her incredibly wet folds. No panties. Just drooling wetness.
"Fuckkk..." Milana huffed before removing her hands from my cock and bringing them to the back of my head. Milana gave me a quick kiss before sliding off of the couch and hiking her dress all the way up to her stomach.
"On your back." Milana said, pointing to the floor. I removed my shirt and kicked my pants and underwear to the side. I got to my back and Milana stepped over my head, her dripping wet pussy and deliciously thick lower body hovering above me like a flying saucer.
She hesitated, looking down at me with that same embarrassed expression she had on her face when she showed up at my door.
"Tell me what you want. Don't hold back." Milana whimpered.
"Cmon... put that big ass on my face... Give me that fucking pussy." I growled at her, hungry for her sweetness. Milana moaned softly and bent her knees to smother me in her cheeks. My tongue delved into her sloppy pussy, the flavor and moistness making my cock even harder. I lifted my knees and slightly crunched my body to let Milana suck my cock.
I slurped and sucked at her perfect snatch while relishing the face sitting. The sheer size, weight, and heat of her backside were like heaven. I almost couldn't believe it, especially with the amount of fluids Milana was letting out. I wrapped my hands around her asscheeks, squeezing the fat doughy flesh that was rivaled only by her tits.
I felt Milana's hot, shaky breath on my cock. Then she wrapped her full, thick lips around my girth bobbing her head up and down with her tongue pressed flat against my base. I groaned into her pussy, working my tongue and gripping her ass even harder. Milana moaned around me as she briefly broke the seal.
"Hit it... Sphank ME!" Milana squealed in pleasure. I was already spanking her the moment 'hit' left her mouth. I spanked both cheeks repeatedly. I almost laughed inside of her with the way her asscheeks were jiggling against my face. They moved with an almost cartoonish yet incredibly hot bounce.
