This is the best feeling I have ever had. Running my hands through the soft hair of the woman I once loved but who didn't love me as she is kneeling on the floor of my limo, licking my cock and trying to suck me dry. The best part was, the more I thought about how much she hated doing it, the more it turned me on. So I pushed her head further into my lap and drove her mouth down on to my rock hard cock. I knew I couldn't last much longer, but I didn't care. I knew this would be the first of many great feelings over the next couple of days. Finally, I couldn't take it anymore and let her up for air. She grabbed hold of my dick and tried to rub it against her beautiful bare tits, but that's not what I wanted. "No baby," I moaned, "this is for that sweat little face of yours." With that I reached behind her head and pulled in right in front of my dick. I put her hand on me and told her to jerk me off nice and hard. With just a second of hesitation she did and by the fourth or fifth pump, I was shooting the biggest load of cum I had ever produced all over her face.
When I finally finished shooting my load, I pulled her up to the seat next to me to get a look. She was embarrassed and a little disgusted with herself and me and tried to look away. I gently placed a finger under her chin and turned her to me, my god what a sight! She was so beautiful and sexy with a face full of cum and topless!
She asked for a towel to wipe her face but I had a better idea...I scooped a finger full of the creamy goo from her cheek and put it to her mouth. At first she tightened her lips and pulled away, but soon realized she had no choice and gently grasped my hand and brought it to her mouth. Slowly she licked and sucked my finger just like she had my cock a minute before.
"Now you" I commanded and with that she scraped the cum off her face and neck and tits with her fingers, licking them clean. When she got just about all of it up, I gave her a towel and bottle of water to finish the job. I pulled her close to me and kissed her on the head. It was going to be a great couple of days.
And to think, just 24 hours before she and I were sitting in a restaurant and I never would have dreamed this was possible...
"$50,000 is a lot of money," I told her. She tried not to look at me like I was lying, even though we both knew I was. Business was booming and fifty grand was now play money. She knew it and I knew but we had to play our parts.
I was having lunch with Suzanne, a woman I once loved and who 7 years ago had rejected me. We'd seen each other on and off over the years and I was shocked when she called to ask if we could have lunch. She said it was important and could we meet that day. I was curious but made her wait a day, no sense seeming eager, which I really wasn't.
Turns out her boyfriend of 6 years (they met right after she decided our friendship wasn't going to turn romantic, no matter how much we cared about each other) was in big trouble with his business. He'd screwed up on a delivery date and the penalty for missing it was half a million dollars, which he didn't have. If he could get $50,000 he could make it work and save his business and I guess their lifestyle too.
"We'll why don't you have him call me, maybe I can have my business people take a look at it and work out a deal." I wasn't going to do that, but no need to rude, right?
"Oh no, he can't know I called you about this," she said almost crying at the thought.
Now I am a nice guy, but please. Playing on old feelings to help out your current boyfriend? They must be pretty desperate, but life's tough.
"We've got to come up with that money by the end of the week, I'll do anything," she said and gently caressed my hand for emphasis.
She can't be saying what I think she's saying, can she? No way, but what the hell I figured, let's play it out for fun.
"Anything, like what?" No need to make it easy for her
"Let's be honest, we cared for each other a long time ago but you wanted more. Now I am offering more" and with that she slid a hand under the table and massaged my inner thigh, creeping further up each time.
That was true and she still was hot. About 5' 4," short brown hair, big brown eyes, thin body and great tits, which she usually hid very well, but they were awesome. Still, $50,000 and saving her boyfriend just for an afternoon romp, even if it was with the one woman I always wanted? Nope, she was going to have to do better than that.
Sipping my drink to buy sometime and get control of myself I came up with a counter offer, an all or nothing one.
"Tell you what Suzanne, this is the deal, it's Tuesday afternoon and you need the money by Friday noon. I'll give it to you but here's what you're going to do for it. Tomorrow at noon a limo will pick you up and bring you to me, you won't know where you're going but you won't come back until Sunday night at midnight. All the time we are together you will be my personal sex slave. You will do anything and everything I want. You can enjoy it or not, that's up to you, but you will do it willingly and enthusiastically.
The look of revulsion and anger on her face were predictable. She had some how reconciled herself to the idea of whoring herself out for an hour or two ($25,000 per hour isn't a bad rate) but this was well beyond anything she was prepared for.
When she finally could speak, all she could sputter out was, "If you think that I'm....are you insane...who the hell....?."
This was the make or break moment. "Look, you came here for my help. That's the price. I get you don't like it, but that's the deal." With that I reached in to my pocket and threw two hundred dollar bills down on the table for meals that couldn't have cost half that much and got up to walk away. "I understand why you don't want to do it." "Good luck finding the money" I added sincerely and walked away.