The Event Ch 06

Amanda had just finished sucking John to his fourth orgasm in 24 hours as the taxi rolled up to take him to the airport. She appeared to be determined to prevent him from straying whilst on his trip.

"You have my permission to have fun when you are away John but remember I am your number one and you have to share all the dirty details with me."

"Honestly, after being literally drained by you, I doubt I'll manage to. But if I do, you'll be the first to know."

"Thank you. Now get your taxi before I present my ass to you."

~

John usually hated flying, but business class had its benefits, and it seemed quiet today.

"Can I get you anything sir?" John looked up, slightly shocked, previously lost in thoughts finessing his plans, and was captivated by the stunning dark skinned, Asian Indian air steward who was bent slightly towards him.

"I'm not really sure if I'm honest. What do people normally have at this stage of a flight?"

"Well sir, we will be serving dinner very soon and then we'll dim the lights. Frequent flyers usually have a little alcohol now so they can relax and sleep later." John was lost in her glassy eyes; her delicate form that included the amazing ass he could now see the top of as he looked over her shoulder, adding to that captivation. He could also see in her mind that she was equally attracted to him, and it would take only a little push to persuade her to offer more, much more than a drink.

"I'll be honest I've suddenly lost all desire for food or drink. I must have been distracted by something. Would you be able to come back later, perhaps after dinner when things have quietened down?"

Letting her guard down slightly she replied, "I'd like that sir."

Dinner was unremarkable in the sense that it didn't offer anything to distract him from the thoughts he had towards the air stewardess. His latest fantasy involved her sat on the counter in the vast business class bathroom he'd used earlier, with her heels digging into his buttocks as she encouraged him like a jockey to fuck her. How he would get to that point eluded him, but he'd already decided he'd only use his powers of persuasion as the last resort.

John must have fallen asleep as the next thing he felt was someone getting into the seat next to him, a seat that he thought was unoccupied. He looked around to see the air stewardess smiling back at him.

"I thought now was a good time to see if I could tempt you with anything sir." Was her suggestive opening gambit.

"You definitely can. Can you take me through what's on offer?"

"Of course, sir. If you come to the station I can show you."

"Please lead the way."

Behind the bar was a room curtained off from the main corridor.

"I can offer you anything here sir. We have nuts, crisps, confectionary, soft drinks and alcoholic beverages or you could sample these sir," as she said that she opened her jacket to display her full firm medium cup breasts encased in a white bra, "or this sir", she said as she pulled her skirt up to expose her bald pussy with a clitoral piercing proudly pointing out, "or this sir if nothing else takes your fancy?" she added as she bent over and presented her bare ass to him.

John took her face in his hands and kissed her deeply stating, "I'll start with a simple kiss first please."

The lady could not reply but it was clear to John that she had no objection to his suggestion. She reached for his belt as they kissed and was soon wanking his long cock at the same time.

"I'm going to enjoy this," she said as she then broke away from the kiss and started to bunch her skirt up around her waist. "You'll have to be quick as my colleagues are likely to come check up on me if I'm gone too long."

John sat down on an emergency chair he folded down, rubbing his cock to a hard, upright pole.

"You best ride me then, reverse cowgirl." This was as near to being ridden he was going to get in this area.

"With pleasure sir. Be quiet though, I don't want to wake our guests."

The Indian lovely strode over John's thighs then sank her delicious bum down on to his cock, taking almost half of him up her pussy grunting quietly as she did so. After some sensuous work on her part, which involved a grinding type action, she'd taken him to the hilt and sat still for a moment. Leaning into John she whispered, "You are huge sir. My clit, where the piercing is, is stretched tight over your cock. I'm cumming now without even moving. I wish I could show my girlfriend."

John chanced his arm..."Take a picture. I don't mind."

"I don't have my phone with me. We aren't allowed."

"I've got mine. Let me and I'll send it you."

"Oh god, this is too horny. Are you serious."

John reached down into his trouser pocket and, taking his phone, started filming. He positioned the phone so it would capture as much of his cock and her pussy, moving in and out to change the perspectives to include a close up of her stretched out clit.

"Get riding then lady. Tease the cum out of me so we can send your friend a picture of my creampie dribbling out of you."

She was lost to the sensations coursing through her pussy, little flares that began to build. John was enjoying the feeling of a very tight pussy riding him with full, fast strokes and building towards his own climax as he contemplated the delight of sharing the footage with Amanda once he landed. Both of them had their eyes closed but that soon changed when John felt a tongue lick from the base of his shaft all the way up, he guessed, to her pierced clit.

"Oh my God, that's incredible" she said trying hard to keep her voice quiet and in check.

John could only see the top of a blonde's head as his Indian lover gasped and pulled the blonde tight on to her pussy. John made sure he was capturing everything from the side, noting how the blonde would suck his balls, lick his shaft and then move to the lips and clit of his lover.

John forced his climax when he sensed his lover started hers, pulsing ropes of thick infertile spunk into her. He upped his volume as he wanted to ensure Amanda got a good show of his cum dribbling out later.

The Indian lady was now kissing the blonde, still with his cock jammed up inside her.

"That was incredible Tara. I didn't know you were in to women too. That felt incredible. We have to get going though, as much as I'd love to stay here." Said his Indian lover, still sat on John's throbbing cock.

The Indian lady raised herself off John's cock and, as he felt his helmet start to exit, he pushed the camera closer in, hoping to capture the vision of his cum pouring out of her pussy. Once she waddled out of the way, John felt and then looked down to see Tara, the blonde, looking up at him with his semi hard cock all the way down her throat.

"All clean," she eventually said as she raised her head, "and Meena, you taste amazing. As do you sir."

"Thank you both. That was amazing. Thank you."

~

Having sent Meena a copy of the clip he did the same for Amanda with a message "just off to buy you a present but here's a little something for you to watch until we talk later. Love, John."

What John didn't tell Amanda was that he was making a quick detour to a press conference the US president was about to hold in the building that, rather conveniently, happened to be a short drive from the shop he planned to visit on the way to his hotel.

The press conference had been electric. An up and coming reporter, whose name and description seemed to evade everyone and their cameras, asked the question, "Mr President, there's been parallels drawn here between the personal attacks made against you regarding the tariffs you placed and the suggestion that you personally benefitted, where you appear to be now vindicated by the evidence you have shared, and the past accusations those same detractors have made against you vis a vis your alleged relationships with certain women. What do you say to those people who would seek to discredit you?"

"Well Miss, sorry I don't seem to know your name. Nice suit by the way. Great question. Well, I'd say they are right. Their accusations are true, most of them, probably all of them. This is probably the biggest fraud of the century, the greatest. Huge sums of money, we're talking billions. All hidden but all going to me and the guys who back me. I reward my friends, I'm a good guy like that you know. The best."

"And the allegations regarding the women?"

"All true but they'll be ok with a handout. I've done it before. Pay a broad enough and she'll keep her mouth shut, unless of course I'm using that mouth."

John, or rather the reporter, had become invisible so he could safely leave the press conference as pandemonium ensued, giving the address of the shop he wanted to visit to a cab driver he picked up outside. He was glad to be out of that room as it felt like he'd started a meltdown of the elite in Washington but, then again, that was his intention. Where it ended was starting to plague his mind.

He'd sent an email days in advance to the owner of the shop he now travelled towards, as she only allowed visitors on an appointment basis. The shop, "Joyaux de l'amour, was tucked away in an area full of high-end stores, mainly ladies fashion. Once he arrived John noticed a few pieces in the window display that he had seen on the internet. They looked very well made and a closer inspection would draw confusion from those unfamiliar with their application. They were certainly not necklaces.

John pressed the buzzer and was soon let in to the shop by a tall, elegantly dressed lady probably approaching her sixties.

"Madame Channel I presume?"

"John oui?"

"Yes, I am John. Thanks for agreeing to see me so late on in the day." John nearly replied in French but he suspected Vivienne wasn't French at all, the name and accent chosen to give an air of sophistication. With her stunning figure and tailored trouser suit it worked.

"Come in, bring your bags in, and it is a pleasure. Your message was very intriguing. Please call me Vivienne."

Vivienne not only looked divine, but her perfume was amazing. John preferred to play in his own age group but this woman commanded attention, not least for her work which John admired.

"Shall I show you the pieces John, you are probably tired from your flight?"

"That would be great, thanks, and yes I have had an exhausting day, exhilarating in parts but tiring."

Vivenne moved towards a bank of elegant wood, brass and glass display cases, the type that one would find in a good jeweller.

"Very well. In this cabinet we have the items that I think piqued your interest non?"

"Your intimate wear range, yes. Explain how they work again please."

"Ok. The large egg shape her goes in your lover's vagina, the smaller one into her ass and then this piece attaches to the clitoris. The chains dangle between the three."

"Will my fiancé need to be pierced to wear it?"

"Not at all but it helps. If not, we can change the fixing to be a clip, a delicate one don't worry, that goes around the clit or, like this one here, we have a fixing that can suck on to the clitty instead."

"They look amazing. Are the eggs made of marble?"

"These are yes but some are silicone, some metal, you choose."

"And is it comfy, I mean will my fiancé be able to sit down whilst wearing it?"

"But of course. I am wearing mine now and, look, when I sit down I am in no pain."

"You are wearing one now?"

"Oh yes. What kind of shopkeeper would I be if I did not wear my product. I can see by your eyes that this excites you John, and that is the point. Your lover will be pleasured as she wears them and you will find pleasure knowing what she is wearing."

"You are correct. I will definitely buy 3 of these and with all three fixings so we have options. I'd like them shipped back to the UK as well please".

"Very good. And what material would you like them in?"

"Black silicone for sure. Can you do a steel version with the anal fixing about twice that size. And finally, one in this beautiful quartz with gold chains."

"No problem."

"Great. May I look at your other displays."

"Please. Let me show you around. In here we have cock rings, something I guess you don't need yet as you look young and vital. These are our anal toys, butt plugs things like that. Here, in this cabinet, we have things for the pussy like vibrators, dildoes, sheaths for cocks to add character or size. Maybe you could buy a sheath for some fun?"

"Erm, some look intimidating. What are these in this cabinet over here?"

"Ah, a specialist taste John. These are sounds."

"Sounds?"

"Ah, you have not seen these before. Sounds are pushed in to the man's urethra or pee hole. We have them in steel or silicone, both easy to keep clean which is essential. Some smooth, some with ridges, some straight, some curved. They all work by stimulating the inside of the cock and then the prostate."

"My god. Is that not painful?"

"I would not sell them to anyone where the intention was pain. No, these are for the worship of a lover's cock or for intimate play. You should try," she challenged.

"What here, now?"

"I was thinking I'd give you a free sample for you to try back to your hotel room but I'm game if you are. I'm intrigued to see what your fiancé sees in you."

John was somewhat intimidated but equally curious to experience something new.

"You promise it will not hurt?"

"Mon cher, of course. If you say stop I will."

"Ok then Vivienne. When in Rome..."

Vivienna led John by the hand to a room at the rear of the shop.

"I need to see you first so I can select the right size for you. Please remove your clothes and sit here on this chaise long."

John undressed then sat down on the chaise long with his semi hard cock dangling over the edge of the seat cushion. As Vivienne turned around to face him, she uttered, "Mon Dieu, you are blessed with a beautiful cock John. Your fiancé is very lucky. I will enjoy this."

Vivienne's face had taken on a rosy glow and her confident manner seem to falter, making her a little flustered.

"Please give me a moment John whilst I go and get the sound and then clean it. It would be helpful if you could make yourself harder whilst I do that, please."

As she left John started massaging his cock, growing it to an awesome thick 11 inches long, whilst he thought of Amanda playing with herself as she watched him fuck Meena, with her pierced clit, rubbing the thick cum pipe that ran up the underside of his cock. The memory of his earlier adventure in the plane helping him to a throbbing erection in no time.

"Oh, mon dieu, it is even bigger than I thought." Vivienne cried as she returned.

Vivienne tossed a cushion by his feet than knelt down on it, her face inches from his cock.

"John, you have a stunning penis, may I kiss it please?"

"Of course, Vivienne."

"Thank you."

Vivienne definitely knew her way around a cock and John was soon experiencing one of the greatest blowjobs of his life as she worshipped almost every inch of his weapon with her tongue, lips, mouth and face. John's thoughts kept flicking back to the press conference, but this wild, experienced banshee was commanding his attention.

"I am in love John with this cock. It tastes amazing, clean, delicious and vaguely spicy. I would be honoured to feel it inside my pussy too, perhaps with one of my sheaths once I have introduced you to sounding?"

John was fully onboard with that idea, particularly as he thought that would be exquisite if her love making was anywhere near as good as her fellatio was. He smiled when she mentioned his taste, which must be Meena's delicious nectar still lingering.

"As long as my cock still works afterwards Vivienne, fucking you would be wonderful."

"Of course it will. Perhaps better than before. Let us begin then. I have one of our silicone sounds. This one is about 4 millimetres thick and just over 40 centimetres long with these ridges every so often. I like this type as they are easy to clean, and they bend so they are comfier for you."

Vivienne took the black bendy rod of silicone that had a cap on one end and poured some lube over it, working the lube in by passing it through her palm a few times.

"This will feel weird John but stay relaxed, I will not hurt you."

Vivienne pushed the slippery end of the sound into John's pee hole, working the first 3- or 4-centimetres in.

"How does that feel John?"

"It's not painful but it does feel strange." John could feel the rod start to push in to him, an unnatural sensation but not unpleasant.

"Ok I will push more in. This will feel strange as the ridges start to pass through you."

John found the sensation odd but stimulating as Vivienne pushed the rod down his urethra, and then the first ridge popped through his peephole. The small ridges were now showing through his skin as they moved down his cum pipe, pushing his urethra open as they went.

"I will need to push almost all of it into you John so I can get to your prostate and that's when the fun begins."

Sure enough, fireworks started going off in his head as the rod move down, past the bottom of his shaft and into his prostate. He felt a very strange sensation form, a new one, that was a bit like peeing or cumming but without anything being produced. The alien sensation was making him sweat as it seemed to engage both his pleasure centres as well as his fight or flight instincts. The bulbs or ridges on the rod massaging his prostate as they moved through it sent waves of orgasm like pulses through his groin, making his cock feel rock hard and angry. Vivienne was licking and nibbling his shaft as she moved the rod gently in and out of his cock, a pattern that very soon produced the makings of an orgasm.

"I can tell you are getting excited. When you feel like cumming let me know."

"I'm getting there Vivienne". John could feel an orgasm developing but also a tight explosive sensation inside him, probably his prostate, forming around where the tip of the rod was.

Vivienne started wanking his cock with one hand, her hand clasped around him adding an extra sensation, as the ridges were squeezed more in and on to him as she continued to move the rod with the other hand driving him rapidly towards a big climax.

"I can feel it, Vivienne, I'm nearly there. Quick"

Vivienne quickly removed the rod, causing even greater stimulation as the ridges were pulled quickly back through him, and then placed her lips over his shaft as she coaxed his cum out with her mouth, her cheeks sucked in tight around him. John had sensed that his cum had followed the rod up his cock and, when the rod exited, he started cumming powerfully into Vivienne's mouth, his cock twitching as the sensations changed again in his cock.

After a few moments John looked down to see Vivienne gulping his cum down, his heart rate and breathing starting to calm.

"My god Vivienne, that was something else."

Vivienne was dabbing her lips with a hanky, her eyes still giving her a slightly shocked look.

"That was the biggest load I have ever swallowed John. Magnifique!"

"I'm not surprised. That rod in my prostate was too much, nice but a bit weird for me and with you sucking like a whore, with the greatest respect, I was completely overcome."

"Compliment accepted John."

As Vivienne stood up John wondered firstly when his cock would soften and then, as he realised it wouldn't as he was still very turned on, how it would feel to remove the jewels from Vivienne's body before fucking her wearing the dragon sheath he'd spied.

Vivienne saw his excited state and smiled. Who is this man she thought, she'd never seen anyone remain so hard after treatment like that. She reached behind her and started the process of removing her clothes, folding them neatly over the chaise long as she did so. Once she was completely naked, she placed one foot on the seat next to John and opened herself wide present her pussy to John.