It was 3am when I pulled into my driveway. I just got home from fucking all night. I was tired but not exhausted.
For the last twelve hours I had been fucking a twenty year billionaire trust-fund baby who I sold a 25 million dollar mansion to in Altos Hills. It was a sale I made a ten million dollar commission on.
The agreement to fuck him came after his endless and unrelenting pleas that if I fucked him he would sign the multi-million dollar contract. Each time I met him I was dressed in a skin tight pencil skirt, with the sheerest white blouses and a sheer white bra. Always in tan or nude thigh high stockings and high heels, cream or black to highlight the perfect taper of my long legs.
With my blouse unbuttoned the young billionaire got a clear view of my 32E chest and my incredibly deep cleavage. My extra-large nipples were always erect which held his attention, as they always have with my young black NBA stars.
What sold me on fucking him was that in addition to my five million dollar commission he would add five million dollars if I fucked him. With all my clients I always require a two million dollar retainer fee. The money is non-refundable but would go towards the property if purchased.
The twenty year old was absolutely crazy for me. It was something I was used to with my black NBA clients. Fucking clients is something that I have done regularly. All of my clients are young NBA stars, and all are black. Their hunger for my flawless 32E-22-33 body and my hunger for their incredibly thunderous young black cocks with their ability to fuck for hours and even days at a time is what always has me ending the deal in their new bed.
The twenty year olds text messages were endless, saying that I drove him crazy and that he had to have me. They let me know I had him. The commissions I make are sizable, always in the millions, but that isn’t the exclusive reason why I end up in the bedrooms of young, black NBA stars. It’s truly because I love the way they crave my body and crave fucking me.
Slow fucking me with incredible passion as they slide their big black cocks between the folds of my clinging pussy always brings out an animalistic side in me.
The way my body drives them insane, and the way their huge black cocks satisfy my sexual cravings is an added bonus to the hefty commissions I make. With me being seventy years old, over fifty years older than my young black clients the hunger for us to fuck is always carnal between us.
The deal with the twenty year old billionaire was for the most part about the ten million dollar commission I was making on this sale. Initially there was no attraction to him whatsoever, in fact I was actually turned off to him.
It wasn’t his looks, because he could easily been on the cover of a mens health magazine. It was that he was very smug and arrogant It was a characteristic that came from his billionaire-privilege. His privilege in life included getting anything and everything he wanted, and what he desperately wanted was me. I say initially because eventually I began to turn onto him.
His constant comments about my body driving him crazy and the sizable commission I was going to make began wearing me down to the point where I was thinking about him fucking me more and more. The thought of him and I in bed together was starting to appeal to me.
There were moments where I’d be fucking one of my young black NBA stars and my mind would drift to the smug and arrogant billionaire as I thought to myself how he would be in bed and how he would fuck me. Of course I even wondered if his cock was in the same size category as the huge black cock that was sliding in and out of my clinging pussy.
For weeks he had been trying to fuck me. Going from one multi-million dollar mansion to the next he was constantly coming onto me telling me my body drove him crazy. Although I found him to be self-centered and arrogant, his attention to my body and knowing he was eventually going to purchase a multi-million dollar prosperity peaked my interest in him.
During mansion tours I found myself playfully kissing him. It started with a few pecks and after a few days turned into kissing that had our tongues swirling across each other’s for a few seconds before I pulled away.
His pleas to fuck me after kissing always found me saying, “we had to focus on business before any sexy play.” It was frustrating for him so much that at one point he routed an additional two million dollars into my account to let me know he was going to buy. This led to longer periods of kissing, because I knew he was getting closer to buying one of the multi-million dollar mansions.
During those longer periods is when I realized he was a fantastic kisser. His technique for kissing had my pussy soaking wet. I had to admit he was really good. I actually found myself wanting more, but I had to keep him aroused and anxious to buy a prosperity.
The fact that he was a young incredibly good looking billionaire and that he wanted me was turning me on. Kissing him playfully during house tours was my way of driving him crazy, and knowing the sizeable commission I’d make.
Once the kissing got heavier and he realized I liked it he began touching me. It started with his hands running up and down my sides from my hips to the sides of my 32E breasts. Eventually his fingers would run across my rock-hard nipples through my ultra-sheer blouse and sheer bra. I had to admit his touch was really smooth and skillful.
He had my body turned on to the point where I wanted to fuck him. In fact there were many times when we were standing in a room or doorway kissing while he was gently rubbing my huge nipples through my blouse and bra that I had a pleasing mini-orgasm.
He desperately wanted to fuck and I certainly was at that point, but I had to keep him focused so after a few minutes of kissing and touching I pulled away. He had me extremely horny and I knew he was frustrated, but I needed to keep him really hungry for me and making the sale. I had the upper hand and I wanted to keep it that way.
We would drive from property to property in his million dollar Lamborghini. As we drove his hand would travel up my stocking crossed leg. I was loving his touch and even let out a soft moan. “You like that baby,” he said in his cocky voice, and especially liked when I said, ‘ummm, that feels nice baby.” I wasn’t lying, because he really did had a touch that had my body tingling. When his cockiness came out as he said with confidence, “I’ll bet that pussy is really wet?” I just grinned slyly and said “my mind is on selling you a dream property baby.” I didn’t want to give him the satisfaction of knowing he had me squirming and had me soaking wet because of his amazing touch.
The sexy kissing and touching my body kept him aroused and wanting to get me in bed. I was enjoying his attention to me and his saying he wanted me. It had to do with the way he kissed and touched my body. He was such as amazing kisser that he had me heated up really fast. With every kiss he let me know he wanted to fuck me. With all the kissing and his pleading with me to fuck him I let him know that once we signed a contract id be his.
This went on everyday for two weeks. The mansion tours, the kissing and touching in almost every room, on every staircase and his pleading with me to fuck him. I would even tease him saying, “we could be in that bedroom once you sign a contract baby.”
It was my way of getting him to decide on which mansion to buy, and to hurry and make a decision. The longer periods of kissing and his smooth touch and knowing I was going to sell a mega-million dollar property had me thinking about him more and more. I even found myself masterbating while in my bath as I thought about him. I hated to admit it but he was haunting my every thoughts.
The day of the contract signing he texted me saying he couldn’t wait for today to finally happen. I texted back saying I couldn’t wait either. Of course my reasons were much different than his, but I let him think that I couldn’t wait to fuck him.
I wore a pair of elegant nude thigh high stockings attached to a beige satin garter belt. I wore a sheer white lace bra. The material was so sheer that my inch long and quarter-wide nipples were quite visible. I completed my outfit with a pair of cream-colored high heel pumps. For the most part this is how I dress every day. My young black clients always love seeing me dressed like this as it adds excitement to our times in bed.
I feel that dressing like this exudes power, sexuality, and excitement in addition to confidence as I show these multi-million dollar properties to my young clients. The instant I walked into his private country club I could see his eyes light up and that smug arrogant look on his face. It was as if he knew he had worn me down and that I was going to finally fuck him.
The deal was sealed at 10am at his Exclusive country club. As soon as my secretary verified the ten million dollars was routed into my account we rode off to his new mansion.
The second we were in his Lamborghini we began kissing. Although I hated to admit it, the smug twenty year old billionaire was an excellent kisser. He was such a great kisser that he had my body aching with desire to fuck. My nipples were harder than I ever remembered just by the way he kissed.
He was so horny to fuck me and I was so turned on by the hefty commission and the way he kissed. We kissed with animalistic hunger for each other. Of course the fact that this twenty year old desperately wanted to fuck me added to me being turned, but that was something I was accustomed by my young, black NBA players. It was his age and the commission that had my 32E-22-33 body on fire.
As we hungrily kissed he kept saying he couldn’t wait to finally fuck me. I responded in kind saying, “fucking you is all I’ve been able to think about baby.” Leading up to this it was the ten million dollars that was just routed into my bank account that was all I could think about. But the way he kissed had me turned onto him. As it turned out this arrogant twenty year old was a marvelous kisser, to the point where he had me moaning and squirming in my seat.
We kissed at every red light. Our tongues flicked across each others in a frenzied blaze. As he roared through the streets his hands ran up and down my stocking covered legs which were crossed. He was on fire to fuck me. I was so turned on from the ten million dollar commission that was wired into my account and the way he was kissing and touching me. I found myself going crazy and couldn’t wait to fuck him.
In turn my hand massaged his straining cock. He kept groaning that he couldn’t wait to fuck me. I responded by saying I couldn’t wait to fuck him. I knew it was what he needed to hear. With the ten million dollar commission routed into my bank account I was turned onto fuck him myself.
