This story is a continuation to 'Johnny's Mom' which you should read first to understand the context of the characters.
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It helps being tall, big breasted and blonde when pursuing a music career in Nashville. It doesn't hurt to be sexually aggressive either. Swallowing hot sticky cum helped her voice be recognized.
"I'm almost... going... to cum," Bill warned. Mandy didn't stop bobbing her head on Bill's rod. "Fuck, yes," he cried out as he shot his load down Mandy's throat. Mandy stood up after ingesting all Bill had to offer.
"When do we start recording?" she asked of the satisfied producer.
"Monday," he replied. "And you only have two weeks. After that I booked you to open for Jessica on her summer tour."
"Wow," Mandy screeched. "I get to open for Jessica?" she asked rhetorically. "That is so awesome. I'm even going to let you fuck me for that."
"Saturday night," Bill responded.
"What's Saturday night?" Mandy asked.
"When I'm going to fuck you," he laughed. "My wife's out of town for the weekend."
"Oh, good," Mandy acknowledged.
"Come to my house at seven," he told to her.
Amanda Johnson, Mandy, left her small Midwestern town six years ago to pursue a career in music. Her foster parents were very religious and encouraged her to be active in the church choir where she honed her vocal skills. Growing up Mandy was also very frustrated socially despite her amazing body and good looks. That was a result of her foster parents' strict, prudish rules about dating. When her brother Johnny was sent to juvenile detention, Mandy was put on a short leash for fear she might stray like him.
Mandy rebelled and sought her freedom, leaving town on her eighteenth birthday, never to look back. She discovered her sexual self.
Saturday evening Mandy knocked on the door of her producer, the man who engineered her first album and worked to promote her success. Bill answered the door and greeted the young singer with an embrace and kiss. He led Mandy into the living room where she saw Jessica sitting on the sofa wearing nothing but a shear red lace robe.
"Hi Mandy," Jessica greeted the younger entertainer. Jessica Houston was now in her mid-thirties with a booming career as a country and pop singer. She had already won a couple of Grammy awards under the tutelage of Bill. Jessica had a slim build with shoulder length black hair. Her perky b-cup breasts were highlighted by large reddish brown nipples that extended noticeable out when aroused.
"Jessica," Mandy exclaimed a bit surprised. Mandy thought she was going to be alone with Bill for a night of erotic play. Now she was aroused by the anticipation of a threesome with her musical idol.
"What can I get you to drink?" Bill asked his guest.
"Wine would be nice," Mandy replied as she approached Jessica who was gesturing her to sit down with her on the sofa. Mandy sat down and Jessica leaned into her and planted a kiss on her lips.
After a little small talk about the upcoming tour, Bill suggested they head out to the hot tub on the patio. It was a pleasantly warm late spring evening. Jessica shed her robe in the living room. Bill and Mandy stripped as well. The three of them headed outside naked.
Bill and Jessica sat on either side of Mandy in the hot tub. Jessica groped Mandy's breasts and Bill rubbed his fingers along the slit of Mandy's pussy.
"I love your tits," Jessica said to Mandy. "I could suck on them for hours."
"I think I'll join you," Bill added as both of their mouths descended on Mandy's large firm breasts. Jessica now had two fingers in Mandy's pussy, rubbing on her spongy g-spot. Mandy lightly stroked Bill's cock as she passively enjoyed the sensuous attention to her body.
After another twenty minutes of foreplay, Bill got up and went in the house to refresh their drinks.
"I'm glad you decided to come tonight," Jessica said coming on to Mandy. "I've had the hots for you since I saw you perform at the clubs."
"This is something new for me," Mandy confessed. "I've never been with a woman before," she said demurely. Jessica planted a passionate kiss on Mandy's lips. Wet and sloppy their tongues danced with each other.
Bill returned with the drinks, setting them down he sat across from the women and watched as they kissed and pawed each other. Jessica brought Mandy to a couple of light orgasms playing with her clit.
Bill's hard-on persisted as he stroked himself watching the erotic display of Sapphic love in front of him. "Let's take this to the bedroom," he suggested eventually handing the girls towels.
In the bedroom, Jessica and Mandy eagerly tongued and sucked on Bill's throbbing cock while Jessica resumed finger fucking Mandy's sopping wet pussy.
"Fuck her and cum on her tits," Jessica ordered her host. Bill did just that. He flung Mandy onto the bed and furiously ponded her pussy.
"Oh. Fuck. Yessss...," Mandy screamed as she climaxed. Bill pulled out and Jessica first sucked Mandy's juice off his cock before jerking him to ejaculation. Bills sticky white cream coated Mandy's luscious breasts.
"Mmmmm," Jessica cooed licking Bill's deposit off Mandy. After she cleaned Mandy's tits, Jessica descended on her freshly fucked sensitive pussy. "God, you taste good," Jessica exclaimed. Mandy bucked and writhed as Jessica sucked on her swollen love nub.
Bill recovered quickly so he lined himself up behind Jessica. He pulled her hips up in the air and thrust his cock into Jessica's pussy. Mandy moaned loudly from Jessica's indulgence of her cunt. Bill pummeled Jessica for a good ten minutes before he pulled out and spilled his seed again, this time all over Jessica's little round butt. Billed rubbed his spunk into her cheeks, got up and went to wash up in the enjoined bathroom.
"How long have you been fucking Bill?" Mandy asked Jessica as they laid in bed while Bill went down to retrieve a bottle of wine.
"About ten years," Jessica replied. "Like you, Bill has a thing for taking advantage of his young female artists," she laughed.
"Do you have a boyfriend or girlfriend?" Mandy inquired.
"No. I'm too busy for a relationship," Jessica responded. "Besides, I'm away on tour a lot and I have strict hands-off policy with the band and crew."
"So, when do you get laid?" Mandy asked inquisitively.
"When Bill's wife is not around," the older singer replied. "I get a service when I'm on the road."
"A service?" Mandy asked not exactly knowing what she meant.