6 comments/ 16516 views/ 16 favorites The Puppet Master Ch. 01 By: hetup Disclaimer: I would like to thank all the editors who have allowed me to send my story to them. However, it has taken time before I found an editor who chose to edit my story. Therefore, I am particularly grateful for Bblaize11 who have helped make my story more readable. If there still are errors, then it's my fault. All characters involved in sexual activities in this story are of legal age. This is my first attempt at this genre. I have taken the liberty of changing the names. Therefore the story is build around fictitious names. However, there are clues build into the storyline, so I think most readers can figure out which actress, I'm referring to. If you find out, you can write your suggestion as a comment to the story. I can recommend using the web to find pictures of her. There are several reasons for the fictitious names. The main reason is that I thus have the power to change the actress' life story. If some of you therefore think that it is not real, then you're absolutely right. Remember it is only a story written out of my imagination ;-) hetup Chapter 01 It was snowing in Moscow. Wind-lashed ice particles beat a steady tattoo against the windows of Mikhail Davydov's office. Snow was falling heavy outside, but Mikhail Davydov didn't notice. Seated at his large table he made an impressive figure. Mikhail Davydov was a young man well over six feet high, with square shoulders, and a solid, muscular chest and frame. He had a clean unlined face, thick black hair and penetrating gray-blue eyes over a fine straight nose. As he got up from his chair and walked over to the wall mounted TV it became clear he had poise and balance, yet a springy, confident, vigorous step. He had a powerful aura and was a man of strength and energy. With a smile Mikhail Davydov listened to the report about the well-known oligarch Alexei Belkin's heart attack in prison. Belkin had emerged at the end of the Soviet era, where he smuggled goods into the country and sold them on the black market for a hefty profit. He became a well-connected entrepreneur and had gotten very rich through participation in the market via connections to the corrupt, but elected, government of Russia. Belkin's death was anticipated and solved the last problem for Mikhail Davydov. Where many of the Russian oligarchs had flaunted their wealth, Mikhail Davydov had done the opposite. Nobody knew his net worth was almost a half-trillion dollars. He had made it impossible to track down his money with a complex system of shell companies. Mikhail was a man, who operated from behind the scenes. As Mikhail Davydov took a sip of vodka, he thought back on his life. He was an orphan and had been found on a park bench around 1990. For the first couple of years he had lived in an orphanage, where there wasn't a lot of food, and no one cared about the children. At eight years old Mikhail ran away and began living on the streets. He didn't join a street gang, but kept to himself. He stole to survive and became very adept at this kind of life. At the age of eleven he had rescued an old man Victor. Not because Mikhail was a generous kid, but because the man had been attacked by a bully in Mikhail's neighborhood. The boy had been 5 years older than Mikhail and the attack presented an opportunity to settle a score with him. As the bully was striking down on the old man, Mikhail snuck in behind him and stuck his knife into his lower back in rapid motions. The old man had been thankful and offered Mikhail a home for the next couple of years. Victor had been a computer programmer and had taught Mikhail a lot. When Victor died Mikhail was 15 years old. He had become a powerful programmer, but was also a very strong street fighter. Mikhail had used his understanding of the criminals in the street to build up a reputation. On occasions he had shown utter ruthlessness and when he was 18, he had acquired a legendary status among the criminals in Moscow. He made a point of not being seen, so after some years he was an underground figure, who never did business in person. He had become the Puppet Master. The only exception had been with Alexei Belkin. Belkin had demanded to meet in person, so at the age of 18 Mikhail and Belkin had met. Belkin had needed a skillful computer guy and Mikhail had been that guy. Belkin just laughed at Mikhail's demand of being kept out of the public eye. Soon Mikhail became Belkin's right hand, still operating from the shadows. Together they had become really rich, but then some months ago Belkin had been arrested. Mikhail quickly severed any connections to him. Now with Belkin's death Mikhail decided to take off from Russia. No one knew his face, so he was anonymous to the world. He had been planning his escape for some time. Growing up he had always wanted to be filthy rich and now he had accomplished it. But he also had another obsession. Growing up he had never had close contact to anyone. When he took a night off or would relax for some time, he had been fascinated by movies and TV-shows He had be infatuated with some of the actresses and decided to act upon this compulsion. He had had sex with a lot of gorgeous women, but he had become obsessed with taking a famous actress into his bed. He knew, he was a very skilled lover, so he had decided it was time to try to seduce a Hollywood star. Three years ago Mikhail had bought four connected properties in the Hollywood Hills. He had used different companies and different realtors, so nobody knew the properties belonged to him. He had told no one about the acquisition. Mikhail had started a remodeling project. It was costly but soon buildings had been torn down and a huge mansion was being built. The mansion was a physical manifestation of the fantasies from Mikhail's childhood dreams. Mikhail had hired contractors from around the world, and he was the only one, who knew the complete blueprints of the buildings. Below ground a secret lair had been constructed. It was easily as huge as the mansion on top, but provided Mikhail with secret passageways, safe rooms and get away tunnels. Special contractors had designed a multitude of entrances and exits to the underground lair, but they didn't know which country they had been working in, so they couldn't identify the place again. With a laugh Mikhail Davydov turned off the TV and walked out of the office. He was on his way to Hollywood. The culture of Hollywood was known to promote greed, pride, envy and lies. Often it was described as a cesspool of immorality. Yet the city had never seen a man as Mikhail Davydov. He was a ruthless, immoral and emotionally detached person and now he had set his sight on Hollywood. --- The first few months in Hollywood Mikhail Davydov kept a low profile. He had his eyes set on his first target. Mikhail was a complicated person and never did follow the mainstream. He was not interested in one of the young actresses, which just had busted out on the big screen. Nor was he interested in a big "A" celebrity. No, he had become infatuated with an older actress - Bethany Alden Worth- who had been in a couple of TV-series. In the most recent she played a mother to a teenage son. The main storyline in the television drama "Only Two Heroes" was the relationship between two half-brothers, who start out as enemies but bond as the show progresses. In her role she battles with addiction, but always portrays a caring mother. Having never experienced that, Mikhail started to collect information on Bethany Alden Worth. She had starred in several films in the early 1990s and had appeared in guest roles on numerous television series. Mikhail knew Bethany was happily married to a struggling assistant producer Joe Lane. They had three daughters, but Mikhail didn't care. He just had to have her, so he made a plan. The Puppet Master began to pull on the strings. At first he took care of the family's financial situation. Using a shell company he got Joe Lane to invest all their savings into a stock portfolio. It looked really promising and Joe and Bethany's bank had told them they could borrow money using their house as collateral, so they could invest even more money into the great deal. No one could have anticipated Mikhail's ruthlessness and his will to also take a huge loss. Three months later the whole deal collapsed and Joe and Bethany's economy was in ruins. Simultaneously Mikhail used another of his company to set up a surveillance of the family. It was a small company but after the collapse of the Soviet, many deeply disillusioned KGB agents went into the private security business. Mikhail had picked up the best and formed a company. Even those agents didn't know his identity. They had no idea who The Puppet Master was or if they had even met him already. The men were effective and soon Mikhail could monitor every room in Bethany and Joe's house, through hidden cameras and microphones. He also had access to their mobile phones, so he could tap into their phone calls and text messages. Careful planning he would sit in an office in his underground lair and spy on the family. It became clear, that Bethany and Joe's relationship had gone from being a loving relationship to a more strained one. Joe's bad decision with their savings had definitely made an impact on their feelings for each other. Mikhail was quite satisfied with the downward spiral and decided to take the next step. --- Bethany Alden Worth awoke in her large bed in her luxurious Calabasas mansion. She was alone in the bed, because she had had a huge fight with John last night. He was sleeping in a spare bedroom. Bethany struggled to sit up. She knew, she had some time before the girls woke up. Careless she put on a black silk robe and pressed her feet into some high heel slippers. She went to the bathroom and took a bath. Not long after she was standing before the full-length mirror in her bedroom. Her body was still fine with its lovely curves. Bethany looked into the mirror while turning around and thought, that her thighs looked tight and she still had a perfect curve between her bottom and leg. Bethany leaned forward, perking her breasts in her demi-cup bra. Yes. She smiled into the mirror. She looked quite hot for a mature woman. In her opinion her breasts had always been her best feature. She took another look. Standing 5''6' and weighing only 125 pounds, she was still an attractive woman. Her measurements were 36-24-36, which was damn good for a mother to three girls. Still her bra cup size of 36 C and perky breasts made her proud. Her blond hair and brown eyes were also an asset. Bethany smiled at her image, but then the panic hit her. The panic was a new thing in her life. It had started a month ago, when John had told her about the problems with their investments. Now their debt was huge. They owed the bank a large sum and all their savings were gone. She was furious at John. Throughout her life she had been careful, but now it had gone all wrong. She looked at the attractive mature woman standing in front of the mirror and shuddered. Youth always trumped experience in Hollywood, so it would be difficult to get a high paying role. How had this happened? Fury knotted in her stomach. Fury and anger and even fear. Fear that her career was over, fear that she'd never work again—fear that she'd lose everything she spent a lifetime working for and have to return to a non-glamorous life. Bethany's heart hammered within her chest and she gulped big breaths of air. The money, the marriage, the house, the clothes—none of it meant anything if she couldn't provide a good life for her kids. How the hell had she landed in this big mess? It has always been Joe's job to take care of their savings. Bethany thought to herself, that she obviously couldn't trust her husband to look out for the family's best interests. He had been stupid. Her bottom lip quivered and a lump of sadness plopped into her heart and spread upward and grasped at her throat. Bethany bit the inside of her cheek and willed herself to halt the tears that threatened. She had to hope for her role on "Only Two Heroes" would continue and maybe even be extended. But the future looked bad. The show was still running. It had just begun its third season, but it was clear it was struggling financially. Bethany knew, it would be some of the more peripheral roles, which would suffer first if there was going to be people laid off. With a sigh she got dressed and went to make breakfast for her girls. --- Mikhail had picked up Bethany's mood on the cameras and decided to take action. Soon he had arranged a meeting with the show's producers. He would make an appearance as himself, but it would seem as if he just was a representative for a London-based venture capital firm. Mikhail was greeted by the show's producer Robert Miller, when he arrived at the studio. Robert Miller was surprised as he had expected an obese businessman and was met by a strapping young man. As one of the producers, he had a lot of power. Mikhail smiled, as he listened to Robert praising the show, the actor's talent and the writer's skills. "I'm only the representative for a group of investors. They don't know much about TV-shows as an investment, so they have assigned me to get some information. I would like to get a tour on the set from one of the actors," Mikhail said to Robert. "That can easily be arranged," Robert smiled and continued, "Let me get one of the stars of the show." "That's not necessary. I wouldn't have a picture of me and one of your young stars sent to my boss. What about her? It looks as if she has lots of experience," Mikhail asked as he pointed at a picture of Bethany on the office wall. "Bethany Alden Worth. That could be arranged, I know she has a scene today. I'll send her a text, so she can meet us here," Robert replied. --- Bethany looked at her phone and saw she had gotten a text message from Robert Miller. She had just finished her scene and the text had shaken her confidence. As she hurried to his office she imagined the worst. Was she going to be written out of the show? It could not have happened at a worse time. When Bethany arrived at Robert Miller's office the young and beautiful assistant said, "Hi Bethany, Robert awaits you. You can just walk right in." "Thanks," Bethany replied and with a frightful knock on the door, she open it and walked into Robert's office. Surprised by the fact, that Robert had a visitor she said, "Hi Robert. I got your text but I hope I'm not interrupting?" "Not at all Bethany. Come in and meet a potential investor of our show, Mikhail Davydov," Robert warmly said but with a warning look in his cold eyes. Bethany's attention moved to Mikhail. She smiled at him. He looked very handsome and somewhat mysterious. He looked more like a young actor on the rise than a potential investor, she thought. "Welcome to Hollywood," she said as she walked over to Mikhail. Bethany shook his hand and Mikhail leaned in and kissed her cheek. Mikhail was exhilarated being this close to his dream woman, but he didn't betray his emotions. She looked wonderful dressed her part as a mother on the show. Nothing glamorous but she had a mature beauty and a great body. Bethany had just had her long blond hair blown out, and it looked fabulous, and she had a fresh manicure and pedicure. Her makeup was subtle and flawless, her mature hips quite slim, her bust generous. She was an enticing sight to any man and Mikhail was impressed. He just couldn't wait to get to know her better. "Mikhail has requested a tour on the set. I thought you could show him around and answer his questions about the process. I hope you've got time to do this, Bethany?" Robert said. "A tour," Bethany replied, "Of course. I've got time to show our guest around." "Great, I'll see you in an hour or something like that," Robert said shaking hands with Mikhail. --- For the next two hours Bethany showed Mikhail around the studio. As they walked around, Mikhail kept up a running commentary on the different sets and the people. He wasn't really interested, but he wanted to engage Bethany in a conversation. She seemed to know everyone, and everyone knew her. "I think I've seen him before," Mikhail said as they walked by a young man. "I'll bet you have. He's just had a starring part in a huge box-office movie," Bethany grinned. "Oh, I must seem totally ignorant. I'm so sorry," Mikhail smiled looking down at Bethany. "Actually, that's quite refreshing," Bethany said and smiled up to Mikhail. "Remember this is Hollywood, dear. Everyone expect to be recognized" Mikhail made himself blush and said, "Oh, now is probably not the time to tell you, that I don't know any of the movies or series you've been in." Bethany giggled and moved closer to Mikhail linking their arms, "That's alright, Mikhail. But I'm a little disappointed." She confidently took hold of his bicep and gave it a small squeeze and was surprised by the hard muscle. It wasn't something she had expected from a man working with investments. "I'll try to be more aware of your career next time we meet," Mikhail said loving being close to his target. He moved his huge hand over hers and gave it a little squeeze. Bethany was actually less beautiful than some of the other women on the set, but it was clear to Mikhail, that she had maximized and enhanced all her assets, with flattering clothes, hairstyle and makeup. Bethany just knew how to look like a star. Mikhail noticed, how Bethany had a warm personality. She seemed kind and he could feel her warmth when she talked about her daughters. He just couldn't wait to seduce her. --- "Wow! This is quite a place," Mikhail said with admiration as he glanced around the studio at the end of the tour. They walked back to Robert Miller's office while chatting. "It's been a fun, yet very informative tour. So please tell me, why my company should invest in this show," Mikhail said. "Because it's a great show," Bethany laughed, showing rows of perfect white teeth. She had a fabulous smile. "Alright, but couldn't it be improved?" "Of course. I think my own role could be developed further." Bethany winked at Mikhail. He just laughed and thanked her for the tour. As they split up he asked for her phone number and gave her his. Bethany gave her number to Mikhail and with a kiss on her cheek, he went back into Robert Miller's office. --- On her way home that day Bethany thought about her meeting with Mikhail. She was impressed by his mature personality, which belied his young age. The tour and his charming ways had made her forget her financial troubles for some time. --- Mikhail was also happy about his first meet with Bethany. He thought, he had played his role perfectly and laid the foundation for the seduction of her. --- The next day a bouquet flowers were delivered at Bethany's home. She open the card and read "Thank you for the tour yesterday. It was a big help and I have to say, that my notion of Hollywood being a superficial places were laid to rest. Thanks for being a wonderful and charming guide. If we invest in the show, I'll definitely recommend your suggestion about your role :-) Mikhail." Bethany smiled at the note and later she send a text saying thank you to Mikhail's phone. --- The following week Mikhail kept busy. Another one of his companies took over the bank, where Bethany and Joe had a huge loan. He exchanged texts with Bethany during the week keeping it a light banter. They texted about everything. Mikhail inserted funny stories about his experiences with Hollywood in the conversation and Bethany used his text to get a brief moment where she wouldn't think about her financial troubles. --- Mikhail got a schedule of the filming of "Only Two Heroes" and only made an appearance on the set, when he knew Bethany had a scene. The Puppet Master Ch. 01 One day Bethany sat outside on a bench, reading a script, as Mikhail walked by. "Hello Mrs. Worth," Mikhail smiled as he called for her attention. Bethany let the paper drop and smiled up at him over the top of it. The sun was to his back and she was glad she had on her sunglasses as she took in the tall and good-looking young man, with his handsome face and thick wavy black hair. She thought Mikhail possessed a self-confidence, which was quite unusual for a young man. She smiled back at him and said, "Hello to you, Mr. Davydov. You're looking good today. Be careful, someone could easily take you for a young hot actor." Mikhail lifted his head up suddenly as if being surprised and then teased, "So you think I'm hot Bethany?" Bethany started to blush. She had really fumbled herself into a conversation he was sure she had not planned. Many of their text conversations had been rehearsed in his head before he began them. Most of them were business related or family related. This opened an opportunity. "I...no...," Bethany stammered. "It's okay with me. I'm just glad I'm not sticking out in this crowd. May I ask the beautiful lady for a lunch date?" Bethany sat the script aside and walked over to where he was. She didn't stand close enough that he could touch her and said, "I'd love to." --- "How is your family?" Mikhail asked as Bethany took her seat across from him at the restaurant. "The girls are all good. The two oldest are auditioning for small roles in movies," Bethany smiled. Mikhail noticed she didn't mention her husband, but from his surveillance of the house he knew, that he had moved out a couple of days ago after another huge fight with Bethany over their money trouble. They both laughed. She continued, "I am so glad you asked me out to lunch. It's been a while since I been out with anyone interesting," They shared small talk for some time. Bethany felt, that Mikhail was easy to talk to. With a warm smile she asked, "I hope I'm not pushing the boundaries of our newly formed friendship. But please tell me something about yourself." Mikhail saw an opportunity and said, "I'm an orphan. I was left on a bench in Moscow and grew up on the streets. It was a tough life and I was responsible for my rise from a Russian orphan working the streets to the investment firms in London. I don't like to talk about it, because there are plenty of unhappy memories." "Oh my," Bethany said with tears in her eyes. She blurted out quickly, "I'm glad you survived." Mikhail leaned back in his stool and tilted his head saying, "Survived....I did more than that. Apparently there is a Hollywood star who thinks I'm hot." "Stop it." Bethany could feel her face blushing and cleared her throat. "I'm just glad your trust me with your story." "Keep it between ourselves," Mikhail laughed and raised his hand and the waitress approached. "Can we get two glasses of champagne?" The girl walked away and Mikhail said, "Champagne is the only way to celebrate a new friendship!" Bethany laughed. "I can live with that." They both laughed as the champagne was placed in front of them. Toasting to a new friendship they took a sip. --- That night Mikhail was happy. His plan had worked and he was getting very close to his target. --- Some days later Bethany was standing on the set, when her fellow actress Maureen Kieran walked up to her. There was a break from filming the scene and Maureen started a conversation. "Have you heard, that the producers have found a company, who wants to invest in the show." "I know. Some time ago I showed a representative around the studio," Bethany replied. "That's right I noticed you were with a young man with dark hair. He's yummy hot," Maureen laughed. Bethany thought to herself, "How can Maureen say things like this when Mikhail is disgustingly close to the age of the shows young stars." Maureen continued not realizing Bethany's distaste, "He had such a handsome face and his dark good looks were kind of broodingly, yet dangerously intense. And the scar just above his right eyebrow makes him dangerously hot. As I said yummy." "I hadn't really noticed. I was busy making a good presentation," Bethany replied. "Oh, I'm sorry. I've heard you and Joe are in a tough spot right now. Someone said he had moved out," Maureen said with a bitchy glee. This was typical Hollywood Bethany thought but she replied with a strained smile, "You're well informed. Joe and I was separated a month ago. Now you'll have to excuse me." Bethany walked away, while thinking on her situation. She hadn't been thinking of dating again, but Maureen's rude comment about Mikhail made her aware of his appearance. Maybe....no she laughed at the silly notion. He was so much younger than her, so he wouldn't be remotely interested in her, when there were so many young women around. For all she knew, he was seeing her as a mother figure. --- Mikhail continued to insinuate himself into the life of Bethany and her family. He would call her and chat with her about anything and nothing. He was pleasantly surprised, when Bethany also started to call him in the same fashion. In the beginning he didn't flirt. He felt, she wouldn't have welcomed that. Mikhail was astute enough to realize she was still upset over her break-up with her husband. He wooed her in a different way, by praising her children. He had met them a couple of times and they had accepted his friendship with their mother. Bethany began to invite him to family dinners and he accepted gladly. One day after dinner Bethany was telling him about something that had happened on the set. He was pretty uninterested. He had eyes only for Bethany, who sat next to him with her slender tanned legs crossed, with a thin gold chain around the ankle. He could not take his eyes off her foot in the black silk shoe that swung back and forth and got the little chain to flash seductively. As Bethany started to talk about the strain relationship with her husband and their financial struggles, Mikhail decided to test the waters. He leaned forward and gently stroked her hand. He continued caressing her delicate hand without her trying to pull it away. "How are you holding up?" he asked. "I'm fine," she said. Mikhail let his fingers slip around her palm and squeezed it encouraging. "You're underestimate yourself. You're beautiful, charming and intelligent. And hot. Everybody loves you. And I've seen how the children adore you." "The kids have taken it fine," Bethany said. She let him hold her hand. He was so nice, so comforting. It was not anything sexual, she said to herself. Only a friendly hand that held hers. But she had noticed, he had called her hot. Mikhail squeezed her compliant hand for a moment and let it go. He rose from the couch and poured them a drink. He wanted to mellow her with alcohol, so he could take some chances with her. He poured wine into two glasses and brushed her hand when he gave her glass and looked deep into her eyes. Bethany looked back into his intense eyes. Excitement widened her eyes and she smiled. She knew it was a little flirtatious, she admitted that to herself. But pleasing men was second nature to Bethany. She smiled and lifted her eyelids at a man in a way that conveyed how attractive and interesting he was. She thought it was a harmless habit and besides, she liked Mikhail even if he was so much younger than her. Mikhail put his arm along the back of the couch. It touched gently on her shoulders. He casual pressed his thigh against hers. He would instantly retreat if she signaled he was going too far. He wasn't going to rush this. Planning her seduction was an excitement in itself. He told himself to be patient. "You can trust me, Bethany. You don't have to be strong around me, I'll be the strong one. So unload all your problems to me, and then we'll try to find some solutions." They talked for hours and Mikhail assured Bethany, that he would look into her finances. He kept on touching her in a small way, and she never signaled he was going too far. "May I offer you another glass of wine?" Bethany asked. Mikhail decided to refuse. "It's late," he said, "I have an early meeting tomorrow." He thought he saw a disappointed glint in her eyes. It was encouraging. He took her hand between his hands. He lifted and kissed it, and then let his lips fleeting stray her cheek. "Thank you for a lovely evening. On Thursday we'll dine out - my treat as thanks for all the dinners, you've invited me to." Mikhail said, just before he walked out the door. "That sounds nice. I look forward to our dinner." Bethany smiled at him. --- To set the mood for their date, Mikhail sent Bethany some text during the week. "Wow, Mrs. Worth. I've checked up on your career. Yesterday I got hold of an old series starring you and I'll just say wow :-)" As Bethany read the text, she couldn't hide a smile. She knew, Mikhail referred to a night soaper centered at a fictional tropic isle resort, she had done for PlayboyTv years back. She wrote back, "That was a long time ago, time has taken its toll." A minute later another text biped in on Bethany's phone. "Stop it. Like a fine wine, you just get better with age. Looking forward to Thursday." Bethany smiled at this. Maybe she was older than Mikhail, but he seemed interested in her. She texted back, "Me too, and I've gotten a babysitter, so we can relax and enjoy." --- Thursday evening a sleek black stretch limousine pulled into Bethany's driveway. Mikhail got out as Bethany walked out of the door. What a vision she made. She had on a clingy red dress, which showed off her luscious breast and tanned skin. She had curled her hair and was looking really hot. "Wow, as I wrote. Just like fine wine," Mikhail said as he greeted Bethany with a kiss on her chin. "Stop it. I just wanted to look nice, because it's the first time in ages I've been out on a date," Bethany said and then stammered, "Not that I think of this as a date." "Definitely a date. I'll be envied by all the other men tonight," Mikhail laughed and pulled Bethany into the limo. Mikhail knew, that tonight was the night were his dreams would come true. He had chosen a new underground play and booked a table at an intimate little night spot where a pianist played sentimental music and couples could inch their way round a tiny square of dance floor. The play was witty and frankly erotic. Mikhail noticed how often Bethany laughed. She often turned around and smiled at him. One time he leaned toward her and whispered, "I'm sorry, I didn't know it would be so daring." "It's great, just what I needed," Bethany whispered back. Mikhail instinctively knew she was ready, but he would have to take his time. Bethany was still conscious of her failed marriage, still somewhat loyal to her husband. Mikhail sensed she wanted to make love. He could feel the sexual restlessness in her and the constant moistening of her lips with the tip of her tongue made him aroused. She was a healthy, warm-blooded woman and she needed a man. He was going to have her this night, he knew it. He thought she probably knew it too. The play had set the mood for the slow piano music and the body contact as they danced. They were hardly moving and their cheeks were close together. Mikhail's pelvis pushed forward till their groins were touching. He knew, she could feel him through her thin red dress. As the evening came to an end and they once again sat in the limo, Mikhail asked softly, making his voice very low, "Do you want to see my place?" "I don't think we should," Bethany whispered unsure. Mikhail moved closer and took hold of her hand, "I think we should. You deserves some happiness in your life." Bethany wasn't sure she would be able to stop him from coming toward her. And if he were to sit closer toward her and put his arms around her, she'd have to tell him that was a bad idea with her being just separated and so much older than him. On the other side she wanted him to kiss her. She wanted him to wrap her in his arms and force this burning physical attraction she was feeling a fog over all of her inhibitions, until the only thing she cared about was the pleasure he could bring. "Please, don't..." Her voice was hoarse, barely more than a whisper. Mikhail leaned in and kissed Bethany, softly, sweetly, brushing his lips against hers. He pulled back, looked into her beautiful brown eyes, and she tried to protest, "Mikhaiiiiiiiil....." "Shhh," he said softly and lowered his head slowly, giving her plenty of time to escape. Satisfied Mikhail felt, how Bethany lifted her mouth, closing the last fraction of an inch that gaped between them. Her lips were soft, her mouth sweet, tasting faintly of wine. He touched her lips with his tongue. She opened her mouth to him, and he kissed her with passion, kissing her harder and deeper. Mikhail pulled her onto his lap to straddle him, exploring her soft curves with his hands. After some time he pulled her dress down and groaned as he filled his hands with her full round breasts. He leaned forward and drew a hard pink nipple into his mouth, tugging and tasting, drawing harder and harder, until Bethany cried out. Bethany felt Mikhail's hardness through his pants, pressing herself against him shamelessly. The car was filled with their moans, but after some time Mikhail pulled back and looked into Bethany's passion filled eyes. He liked what he saw. "We're here. Let's get out." He said and lifted Bethany in his powerful arms. Before she could say anything, they were in the house and Mikhail was almost running towards the bedroom. He didn't give Bethany time to object and soon after she was standing beside a king-size bed. Mikhail kissed Bethany once again, as he unzipped her dress and tugged lightly at it. Soon it was slowly sliding down her beautiful body. Mikhail noticed, she was wearing a laced and almost transparent thong. He pulled them down and made Bethany step out of them. Mikhail took in Bethany's hot mature body, "Wow. You look really hot, Bethany. You have a fantastic body. Look at those breasts, so full and still so perky." Mikhail let a finger trace around one of Bethany's nipples and trailed down the curve of her breast. "Your stomach is so flat and your hips are so shapely," he continued as he leaned in and kissed her again. Bethany was filled with desire. She had been afraid, that she was too old for him, but his praise made her feel desired. She had to let him know that she didn't want to think, she didn't want to stop, she only wanted to feel. Bethany tried to unbutton Mikhail's shirt. She wanted to touch him. With one hand he helped her and they yanked his shirt over his head. Soon after Mikhail was also naked. He pushed Bethany lightly down on the bed and stood naked in front of her in all his glory. Bethany looked at Mikhail. He was naked. Completely naked. She found herself staring, her mouth all but hanging open in surprise. In Hollywood some men looked better with their clothes on, but Mikhail was not one of them. In fact he surprised her big time. The young man was in outrageously good shape. He had muscular arms, shoulders and his stomach was a defined washboard. Bethany's eyes zoomed in on his manhood. Her eyes widened as she took in Mikhail's massive throbbing pole. Mikhail got up on the bed and admired the vision beneath him, as he positioned himself right along his dream woman. Bethany was a vision with her blonde hair framing her radiant face with those amazing dark-lashed brown eyes and full sensual lips. Mikhail decided to take his time, so he began to kiss Bethany gently on the mouth and then let his mouth make butterfly kisses along her jawline. As he reached her ear he buried his face in her soft hair and was surrounded by her exquisite sensual scent. Mikhail ran his fingers through Bethany's hair and said, "You're so beautiful. I can't stop kissing you." "Don't stop, it feels really good," Bethany said as she turned her head and her lips found Mikhail's. Mikhail started to kiss Bethany's throat and moved his right hand from her waist to her breast. As he gently squeezed it he felt her nipple tighten and spring to life. As he rolled her stiff nipple between his fingers once again his lips sought out her moist lips in some passionate kisses. Bethany moaned into his mouth and pushed her full breast up against his hand. Mikhail gently nipped her bottom lip and then he licked his way down her throat until he arrived at those twin mountains. Right away he began to worship her breasts, he had been dreaming about for so long. Mikhail kissed, bit and licked gently all around her pink nipples. He moved from one tit to the other, only sucking her nipple into his mouth. Bethany started to whimper, as she experienced her body react to her young lover's teasing. Mikhail drew her nipple out with his teeth and then lashed it with the tip of his tongue. He let his hands roam all over Bethany's body. It was obvious to him, she had kept herself in top shape. His fingers danced lightly over her flat stomach, before arriving at her wet slit. Soon Mikhail moved down between her slender tanned legs. He spread her legs to his hungry eyes. He touched her then, first with his gaze and then with his mouth, kissing the inside of her knee, then higher, wending his sensuous way up her thigh. Bethany was trembling. She was actually shaking. She knew what she should do. She should slip away, out of his grasp, walk to the other side of the room and tell him no. No, she didn't want this. She was just separated and he was too young. But if she voiced her concerns, she would be lying. She wanted Mikhail like she never wanted a man before. Bethany could feel his hands at her waist. Then she felt him kiss her intimately. Softly at first, but then harder, deeper. She could feel his tongue, feel the wetness of his mouth, feel him kissing and exploring as his hands slid down to cup her derriere and hold her more securely against him. She should be the experienced one, but it was shockingly intimate. She'd never known a man bold enough to think he could do such a thing. She waited for a moment, listening for herself to tell him to stop, but all she could say was his name. She was lost. She felt her body arch, felt herself opening and moving toward him, wanting more. She laced her fingers through his hair, holding him in place, afraid that he would stop, afraid... Mikhail let his tongue dance lightly around her opening. Fuck, she tasted good. He enjoyed her taste and grinned to himself as he grabbed her smooth tanned thighs and drove his tongue into her depths. Bethany moaned as more of her juices flowed into Mikhail's mouth. He had been fantasized about this moment at least a thousand times, but none match the reality. Her womanly scent filled his nose like an aphrodisiac. He ran his fingers over her labia and was amazed at the inner moist heat coming from this gorgeous woman. "Aaaarrghh," Bethany screamed as Mikhail's mouth found her clit and he sucked on it. He positioned one of his fingers at the entrance to her moist hole and as he once more sucked her tiny pebble into his mouth he slowly pushed his finger inside her tight mature pussy. "Oh, Mikhail, don't stop, please don't stop," Bethany moaned out loud. Mikhail slid his finger deeper into her pussy. He licked around her clit and began to thrust two fingers in and out of Bethany's tight pussy. Bethany pushed her ass off the bed in an attempt to meet his thrusts. "Oh, God. I'm so cloooose," Bethany screamed and began to buck against Mikhail's hand as she climaxed. Mikhail kept stimulating her with his mouth and fingers, watching his dream woman go through the throes of her orgasm. The Puppet Master Ch. 01 As Bethany came down from her climax, she placed her hands on Mikhail's head and gently stroke his hair, while she unwitting wantonly spread her legs wide for him. "Please." Her voice was hoarse, barely more than a whisper. He lifted his head, looking up at her, and she pulled his face up to hers. He met her mouth with passion, kissing her harder, deeper, even more completely than he had earlier. Naked, and with a huge hard-on, Mikhail crawled up between Bethany's legs and positioned the mushroom head of his cock at the opening of her drenched pussy. He then leaned forward, so his large frame was towering over the mature actress. He took the weight of his body with his elbows and was face to face with this ravishing woman. He just kept still until Bethany sighed and opened her eyes. Bethany looked into Mikhail's passionate eyes. He covered her with his body. Having him there, between her legs, the solid weight of his body against hers felt so right, so perfect. Unable to resist she kissed him. Soon their tongues danced in each other's mouths and Bethany felt so alive in that moment. Mikhail's gaze was thoughtful and intense, silently telling Bethany everything that mere words alone could not define nor express. Desire to devour him overwhelmed her and she grazed her teeth over his muscular bicep before tugging his hair so she could suck that tasty little lobe of his ear into her mouth. Mikhail let out a growl of pleasure before reuniting their lips for more passion. Bethany tried to steady her breathing and her pounding pulse, as she caressed her hands up over his muscular back to his shoulders; her arms wrapped tighter as if her grip could somehow pull him deeper into her soul. As their tongues swirled around each other, Mikhail slowly moved his hips and pressed his huge member into Bethany's tight pussy. Bethany's mouth fell open as she groaned and her body stiffened. Even as Mikhail pushed with a firm resolve, it was a tight fit. Bethany's pussy lips slowly parted to his insistent pressure and let the head of his cock inside. Bethany looked down between her full breasts and saw how Mikhail's huge shaft was hovering above her wet pussy. "Oh God," she said. "You're so big. We'll have to take it really slow." "It'll feel so good," Mikhail responded as he slowly pushed forward. Bethany let out a huge moan, "Oh my, your cock is so big. It's filling me completely. Please take it slow. I'm not used to your size." "Am I hurting you," Mikhail responded. "It's a slight pain, so take your time. But it is also an incredible feeling of being opened up like never before." Bethany said as her arms had found their way around his neck, and her eyes were now filled with desire. Mikhail leaned in and passionately kissed her lips as he pushed another inch inside of her love-canal. She now accepted his long hard pole willingly and he could feel her juices beginning to flow. For each inch he gained he made certain to move in and out of her pussy, before he pushed deeper into her. It was clear to Mikhail, that he had fulfilled his plan. His dream woman was beneath him, trembling as he fucked her with his long hard pole. The bedroom was filled with wet squishing sounds as the couple made love. After some time Mikhail stopped his forward movements, so Bethany could get used to the fullness and the tightness of his cock buried deep inside her. Eventually, he started to move in and out again in a slow pace. Bethany now did everything she could to help him enter her. She was trying to keep herself from being split open by his huge organ as she spread her legs wide apart to help him push his huge cock more deeply into her with each stroke. Bethany loved, how Mikhail felt inside of her. She drifted her hands down his sides to appreciate his most incredible rear end. As he clenched and pressed into her again, he was feeling very formidable and unyielding inside. Bethany surrendered and tilted her head, giving him full access to her throat. A thought came into her mind. "If the world were to unfortunately end at this very moment, I'd go a very sated woman." She felt his teeth graze on her skin, his primal urges to covet and devour surging to the forefront. Mikhail slid his hands to Bethany's fabulous, shapely, tanned legs. He grasped her soft legs and raised her toes until they were high above him, so she was under his complete control. As he continued to thrust his cock deeper and deeper into Bethany, she began to wail and her pussy clenched tightly around his shaft. Even as Mikhail picked up the pace, each long, sensuous stroke was sending waves of scorching pleasure through Bethany. It was quite possibly the most exquisite sensation she'd ever felt in her life, but it was almost too intense. She moved beneath him, and he picked up instantly on her harder, faster tempo, changing his rhythm, giving her exactly what she wanted. It was savage, it was wild, and it was more passionate than anything Bethany had ever known. With a hard push Mikhail rammed his mushroom head hard against Bethany's cervix and she let out a huge cry. Mikhail smiled down at her in victory. For a second he savored his position. His huge pole was finally bottom out in this hot mature actress. His desire deepened, as he felt his plan coming through. He had played it beautiful coaxing this woman away from her husband and onto her back in his bed. Now Mikhail's strokes were deliberate, long drawn out penetrations repeated again and again with a tantalizing rhythm. Each time he pulled back, Bethany's pussy made a sloshing sound and his shaft was now shiny, fully coated and dripping with her juices. Each time after he withdrew, he again forced her pussy lips aside and slowly buried his huge pole deeply into her. Bethany's breathing was coming in strained gasps and Mikhail bend down and whispered something in Russian to her. Hearing the desire in his voice as he seduced her with foreign words, and hands that seemed to know every inch of her body, made Bethany's thighs quiver. She threaded her fingers into his hair as he placed soft, sensual kisses on her face, the corners of her mouth, and her neck. Mikhail captured Bethany's lower lip between his, swirling her in dizzying passion with each kiss, each lick, each succulent suck from his hypnotic mouth. He rolled his hips deliberately, reminding her that he was still very much in the game. "Tell me," Bethany gasped. "Tell me what you said." She tightened her interior muscles on one of his surges, drawing an erotic groan from his chest. He pressed her blond hair back with his hands, cradling her face. Mikhail's words came out in a sensual whisper. "My woman." His muscular thighs shifted as his feet found new footing on the bed. Bethany's thighs strained farther apart to accept him. She felt his length top out inside her, surging the most intense of pleasures. Filling her like no one else could. Marking her as his from the inside with everything he has. His hands slid Bethany's arms above her head and he twined their fingers together. Somewhat breathlessly but with much conviction, he said, "You're my woman now. I want you so much." Ripples of emotion coursed through Bethany's chest as he gazed directly into her eyes. She was feeling so completely desired by this young man, and was in complete awe of his presence, his gentle ways, his undeniable claim that he staked. Pressure was building up inside Bethany, aching for another release. Bethany was crying out softly with each jab of Mikhail's rod deep into her soft insides. She felt how he began to pick up the pace. She loved, how he would hover above her body, before he would thrust into her with his long, thick shaft. Mikhail knew he had gotten to her, when he felt her long nails scratching his back as a response to his powerful thrust inside her pussy. She hooked her slender legs around his waist to animate him even more. Mikhail began to pound into her even faster as her actions spurred him on. Bethany began to scream as she was writhing and twisting under Mikhail's muscular body. Her heaving breasts were covered with sweat, and were bouncing back and forth as he used his massive hard-on to nail her to the bed. Mikhail was now pounding into her, and she was bucking back at him, while screaming and clawing his back with her nails leaving huge scratches. The noise was loud in the bedroom. Their bodies slapped against each other and the headboard banged against the wall. The motion of Mikhail's hips became a blur as he again and again drove his massive cock into his dream woman. Mikhail rose off his elbows and pushed himself up and looked down at her full round tits, bouncing around. Her thick, pink nipples were swollen and pushed out invitingly from the wide, dark circles of flesh that surrounded them. He bent his large frame and took one into his mouth, biting it lightly, teasing it with the tip of his tongue. Bethany moaned and arched her back upwards. Mikhail bit harder, sinking his teeth into her skin. This pushed Bethany over the edge, and with a scream of delight, she arched high into the air, stiffened, and exploded into orgasm. She wrapped her arms around Mikhail's shoulders and buried her face into his neck, kissing every inch of him uncontrollably. What started out as a tour around the studio had turned into something profoundly deeper. Bethany felt, how her release was on a grand scale—a raging storm of thunderous proportions, wave upon wave so intense that the pleasure was almost pain. "So good....," she moaned. Mikhail's hips stirred with more vigor; the bed steadily bumped into the wall. He moved his mouth to her other tit, biting it even harder. He would leave marks on her as she had left some on his back. He felt, how the walls of her pulsating cunt grabbed and released his throbbing cock. Mikhail decided it was time for his own release, as Bethany was oblivious to the world around her. Her body spasmed and twisted at what seemed as if an overwhelming current of pure, carnal pleasure ripped through every nerve in her body. Mikhail looked down at this gorgeous actress and felt a huge spasm in his balls. He could sense, he would cum in a short span of time, so he said, "I'm almost there. Are you protected?" It felt as Mikhail's question tore a hole in the bubble of bliss Bethany was feeling. She realized, that Mikhail didn't use protection. He had not even attempted to put a condom on. She was surprised, that she had allowed this, that she had taken this chance. Even if their lovemaking had been spontaneous...this was Hollywood and she was not on any birth control. Bethany gasped, "You need to pull out, Mikhail. I'm not on birth control and if you explode inside of me, I'll get pregnant." Hearing this Mikhail really began to jack-hammering into her with his long, hard shaft. His balls tightened, and each plunge of his cock into her clenching pussy brought him closer to his climax. And as he reached it he pulled out of her clasping pussy. Mikhail grabbed hold of his solid shaft with his right hand and started to pump up and down violently. Emitting a huge roar he felt his huge cock expand even more and his balls tighten. Moments later he climaxed and his cock exploded. Incredibly huge globs of thick, hot cum blasted from the huge head, coating his dream woman in his potent seed. Mikhail kept on stroking his huge shaft as he continued to spray his semen onto the hot mature actress. He blasted huge loads of cum all over Bethany's chest, cleavage and pussy. Bethany was amazed by the display of wanton lust Mikhail put on. Looking down between her luscious breasts, she noticed how thick ropes of cum were running down between her breasts. Her tight stomach was also covered and so was her gaping cunt. Mikhail fell down on top of Bethany using the last of his energy to prevent him from crushing her too much. He noticed, her breathing was as ragged as his. The couple lay like that for several minutes, breathing in massive doses of oxygen to recover from their exertions. Bethany tried to take it all in. Mikhail had filled her deliciously hard and fast, plunging into her again and again, and she had clung to him, her body straining to take more of him, all of him. Having him there, between her legs, the solid weight of his body against hers felt so right, so perfect. Her fantasy would be to stay like this, right in this very moment, forever. Her fantasy would be to never have to wake up and face reality. Ears still roaring, heart racing, her breath still coming in sobs, Bethany clung to him. She didn't want it to end. She didn't want to have to open her eyes, didn't want to have to look into his eyes, and didn't want to have to talk about it— or worse yet, not talk about it. She felt Mikhail shift his weight off of her. He settled himself on the bed beside her, pulling her close—her back to his front. She felt him pull the bedcovers up over them, felt him reach for the lamp on the bedside table, and heard the click. When she opened her eyes, the room was dark. It was as if he somehow knew. He sighed deeply, possessively wrapping one arm around her, cupping her breast as he nestled close. He kissed her gently just below her ear and sighed again. "My woman," he murmured. His soft words made her heart leap. She knew it was foolish. She knew they were just words. But it felt so good. She closed her eyes, letting herself relax. Soon after the couple were asleep. --- Twice that night Mikhail woke Bethany and made love to her. One time he made her straddled up over him. Her thighs provided the lift as his hand guided her ass to rock back and forth. He lay all the way back, helping Bethany adjust her legs. "Take me," he breathed. "All of me." Bethany felt, how his length pummeled inside her. Her hands wrapped at the base of his skull, holding his face steady so he'd look her in the eyes. The passionate look in her eyes made Mikhail even hotter, even heavier. He knew, he had seduced this mature woman completely. He loved, how her hands and mouth moved around on his body. He inhaled her, tasted, and touched, sliding his palms against the perfect smoothness of the skin on her full tits. The pleasure was completely mind-blowing, completely overwhelming, and he gasped, moments from losing control. The sight of her astride him was enough to make him groan aloud. She leaned forward, and he kissed her breasts hungrily, burying his face in her fullness as she slid on top of him. Bethany began to move. Each stroke contained more pleasure than any one woman deserved for an entire lifetime. Each breath she took was a gasp of amazement, each exhale a moan of disbelief as time stretched way out, slowed down, sped up, and twisted around. Then, minutes or hours later—she couldn't say which—her control was completely gone. And as she felt the first powerful indication of her own climax, she moaned out his name. Mikhail heard her cry out her own sweet pleasure and felt her shake with her own incredible release. Mikhail's hand locked into her blond hair, holding her mouth to his. "Come for me, baby," he whispered, grinding her down on his pubic bone and the tip of his thumb. He kept at it, at an unrelenting, punishing pace. Bethany felt as though she were being ripped apart and slammed back together all at once. Her head fell to his shoulder as the rolling burn of sensations, the shock-wave overload, coursed through her body. "I'm going to cum," Mikhail growled. As if something had possessed her, Bethany did something, she hadn't done in a long time. She lifted herself up and wrapped her fingers around his long hard shaft. Then she moved around and lowered her head and touched his cock with her lips, her tongue, and her teeth. The sight was completely mind-blowing for Mikhail. His dream woman was worshiping his cock with her mouth. She took hold of his long, thick shaft and proceeded to flutter her wet tongue over the very tip of his cock. Pre-cum was really oozing from him now, and Bethany started stroking his cock with both hands while teasing it further with her tongue. Mikhail began to push his shaft in and out of her mouth and she began gently squeezing his balls. His climax happened so fast that Bethany barely had time to react. As Mikhail groaned she leaned forward, her tongue continuing to flutter over the tip of the little hole as a rush of thick cream shot out in a ribbon that found its way to the back of her throat. Bethany had to close her mouth to swallow to keep from choking as Mikhail continued cumming. Splashing her closed mouth, nose, cheeks, lips and chin as she moved her hands up and down his throbbing pole. When Mikhail was all done, Bethany once again took his cock into her mouth and cleaned it of cum. Mikhail cleaned her face with the bedsheets and once again they fell asleep. --- In the morning they made tender love in the shower before Mikhail dropped Bethany of at her house before her girls woke up. In the car they held hands as a loving couple and Mikhail gave Bethany a passionate kiss while cupping her full breast as he dropped her off and drove away. Bethany tiptoed into the house and sighed with relief, when she noticed everyone was still sleeping. As she changed clothes she thought back on her night with Mikhail. He was remarkably charismatic. Bethany found herself infatuated with him. She found herself painfully aware of his intense masculinity as well. God, he was good-looking. She knew, that she already was more than half in love with him. How could this have happened so fast? Half a year ago Joe and she had a happy marriage, but now she was trembling thinking about a young orphan Russian. Her practical side knew it would meant trouble ahead, but her emotional side didn't care. She wanted to explore her relationship with Mikhail. He was so powerful, yet he had shown a caring side of himself tonight. Maybe she could teach him to be more open and trusting to the world. Dreaming about this Bethany humming began to make breakfast for the girls. --- As Mikhail drove home he was excited. He had fucked his dream woman and she had proven worthy of his conquest. Now he couldn't wait to push Bethany further into a hot and heavy relationship. His plan had been a success. He drove fast towards his house, because he wanted to see the footage from the video cameras in the bedroom. He grinned. Maybe Bethany had once been in a series on PlayboyTV, but he had made her do things, that she never had done on a camera before. The Puppet Master Ch. 02 Late in the night, when the theater was dark and the cast was headed to the after party, Tim's wife Natalie sat crying in her dressing room. "How could she do that to me?" Natalie sobbed. "We have been together for over a year. Why would she do such a thing?" The door slowly creaked open and Mandy stepped in. "Get out, you whore!" Mandy was shocked to hear Natalie talk to her like that. However, it turned her on. "Honey, I am sorry. I can't help myself." "It looks like you were helping yourself to my husband's cock, last time I checked." "It is not like that. I love you. With him, it is just physical. Nothing more." "And that is supposed to make it okay?" Natalie could not believe what she was hearing. Mandy wasn't even sorry for cheating on her. "Well, you fuck him all the time...so in a way, I was anyway." Mandy knew she could not tell Natalie the truth. She doubted that her lover would believe that she was being blackmailed. A few months ago, Ava found out about their secret relationship. She was going to tell Tim about the relationship, but Mandy begged her not to say a word. It was at that time that Ava told her that she wanted to watch. Every encounter that Mandy and Natalie had was captured on film. However, Ava ensured that the encounters were staged differently. "I like to keep things interesting," Ava told her. After awhile, Mandy got tired of performing like a circus animal, so she yearned to feel something real again. That is when Mandy turned to Tim for salvation. "Listen, you little slut, I will not be made a fool of!" Natalie was in rare form, practically breathless with anger. Mandy was surprised by Natalie's rage. "Darling, it was not my fault. I swear to you." "Oh, now it is not your fault?! You better get your story straight. First you decide that it is okay because it is like you are with him anyway, then you explain that it is not your fault. Which is it?" Mandy's mind and heart were racing. Despite the anger in Natalie's brown eyes, Mandy saw the desire. "Please forgive me. I don't know what else to say." "You still owe me an explanation." "I can't give you one. I am sorry. I never meant to hurt you." Mandy walked over to Natalie and kissed her softly on the lips. Natalie's eyes narrowed into slits as she slapped Mandy's cheek. "I hate you." Natalie grabbed Mandy by the shoulders and kissed her passionately. Their mouths opened to slide their tongues over each other. Natalie grabbed Mandy's breasts and roughly squeezed them. She pinched her erect nipples through her black shirt. Mandy grabbed onto Natalie's ass as Natalie pushed her to the floor. With one hand, Natalie pinned Mandy's arms over her head as she pulled at Mandy's clothes. Quivering with lust, Natalie ripped open her bathrobe to reveal her naked body. Her pussy juices dripped onto Mandy's stomach. Natalie spun around to plant her nether mouth onto Mandy's lips. She leaned over to devour Mandy's cunt. Their sweaty bodies slapped together as they gyrated. Grunting and groaning, they feasted upon each other - Tongues dancing across each other's clits and their tips lapping at their nether mouths. Juices dribbling down their chins. Just as the orgasmic spasms washed over their bodies, the door opened. "What the fuck is going on?" Tim cried out. Natalie and Mandy looked at him. It was all over now. Ava no longer had control over anyone. All of them had been caught. Mandy spoke first. "Darling, there is no reason to get upset." "Upset? You are fucking my wife," Tim continued to stare at them in awe. "Get the fuck out of here. I will deal with you later. But now, I would like to have a word with my wife." Mandy grabbed her clothes and rushed past Tim to get out the door. She could not believe what happened. For the first time in a long time, Mandy felt free. She knew Ava would be in the lighting cage, resetting everything for the next day's performance. "The show's over. Tim knows." Mandy stood with her hands on her hips behind Ava, who was intently watching the monitors. She spun around to face Mandy. "I don't think so. Look," Ava said as she pointed to the small screen. Apparently Tim and Natalie had made up because they were passionate fucking in the dressing room. Ava was caressing her breasts as Tim deeply thrust into Natalie. "So, how does it feel?" Ava's mouth twisted into a smirk. Tears rolled down Mandy's cheek. She could not bear to watch them. She turned her back on Ava and the glowing monitors. "Mandy, this is for the best. I was getting bored with those two." Ava stood. "Fuck you!" Mandy screamed. Ava shoved Mandy against a corner in the metal cage. She leaned over and whispered, "You know you loved every second of it. You knew there were cameras all over this place. You loved knowing that I was watching. You loved performing for me. That is why you fucked Tim here." "No! No, that's not true." "Oh, but it is. You want to please me. And let me assure you, I am very pleased." Ava caressed Mandy's breasts. She rubbed her fingers between Mandy's legs. "Tell me you loved it." The trail of Ava's caress burned into Mandy's flesh. Mandy tried to protest, but she fell back against the cold metal. She wanted Ava inside. Her arms reached out, and her fingers were entwined in the chain links. "That's my girl," Ava said. She proceeded to strip off Mandy's pants. Her legs were shaking in anticipation as Ava ran her tongue up Mandy's thighs. Ava paused before she flicked her tongue bar against Mandy's clit. The smooth metal stimulating her clit was almost too much. Mandy was still aroused from her encounter with Natalie. She came instantly. "Now, Mandy, on your knees." Ava stood back and laughed. "Yes, yes, my little puppet." The Puppet Master Ch. 02 Disclaimer: Sorry it took so long, but I had to find an editor. I would like to thank all the editors who have allowed me to send my story to them. However, it has taken time before I found an editor who chose to edit my story. Therefore, I am particularly grateful for Utamu who have helped make my story more readable. If there still are errors, then it's my fault. All characters involved in sexual activities in this story are of legal age. I'll recommand you read the first chapter of the story Chapter 02 It had been a whirlwind month. In the thirty days since she'd started a relationship with Mikhail, Bethany knew she had changed in ways even she didn't entirely understand. She had always been comfortable being in charge, but she was just beginning to realize that she knew so very, very little about herself. Her life had been neatly separated into little boxes, now it was orbiting around a strapping young man. She was a little scared because although you used the word love all the time in Hollywood, you never, ever fell in love. Not really. Butshe had definitely fallen in love with Mikhail. He had helped her divorcing Joe and had taken care of her financial troubles. Bethany couldn't control her growing passion—obsession—for the young powerful Russian. Now Mikhail slept over and the girls knew and had accepted, that their mother had a new boyfriend. Bethany stepped out into the corridor and set the tea makeron heat. It took only a couple minutes for the water to boil, and she placed a tea bag into one of the large mugs that sat on the table. It didn't take long before all three girls wereup puttering around in the kitchen. As Bethany poured water into her cup, Mikhail stepped out of the far door, shirtless and wearing lounge pants that hung low on his hips, accentuating his flat stomach and the 'v' that led the fine line of hair down into his waistband. Bethany thought to herself. Damn, he's so incredibly sexy. The girls greeted him with a giggle and a "Good morning Mikhail." "Morning girls," He said as he stood in the foyer for a moment and just stared at Bethany. He just couldn't believe she was his woman. He accepted her girls, but wasn't really interested in them. But he knew, that Bethany was a loving, caring mother, so he had to hide it. He did it well, none of the girls had noticed anything. In his opinion it was a small price to pay for fucking this hot mature actress. Bethany felt, how the intensity of Mikhail's gaze poured over every part of her and leaving no doubt about the desire that simmered there, just below the surface. Even in the close proximity of her children she couldn't stop her breath quickened and her blood pulsing like hot lava through her veins. The air in the room suddenly sizzled with electricity— unnoticed by the kids but she could almost hear the crackle and could definitely feel the hum vibrating against her skin. She stared back, unable to pull her eyes from him. Damn, Mikhail thought. She was just standing there, looking back at him with her lids drooping and the tip of her tongue moistening her lips. Her dress emphasized her luscious breasts. One word pounded in his brain like a heartbeat. Mine. Mikhail walked up to Bethany and locked her in a passionate embrace. "Look away, kids," he said as began to kiss their mother. His mouth was taking hers hungrily, possessively. He wrapped his arms around her, cradling herass in his hands and pulling her against him roughly, and she clearly felt his own need—hard and heavy—pressing insistently against her stomach. A month ago Bethany wouldn't have displayed this kind of affection in front of her children, but Mikhail had changed her. There was no pulling back now, as the passion grew and desperate need flooded them both. Their tongues swirled around each other and Bethany felt herself give way; felt the dampness in her thongs. It also felt as if her dress barely could contained her swollen breasts. Mikhail sensed, she was his for the taking, so he broke of the kiss and said, "Hey girls, I brought over some posters and other stuff for your rooms. It's in the car. Look through it, and choose what you want." The girls shrieked excited and ran out of the kitchen. Mikhail kissed Bethany again and his hands were everywhere at once. Bethany felt how he stroke her tensed nipples, skimming his hand down her back, grazing up her throat where her pulse hammered to tangle his fingers in her hair, pulling her in deeper still until the heat that was rising in her threatened to explode. Suddenly, Mikhail pulled away and his gaze burned into hers. "You make me lose control woman. I want you so bad." Bethany looked into his burning eyes. She couldn't walk away now even when the girls were around, she knew that. "I want this," she whispered. "I need this," she added in a voice that sounded nothing like her own, and he responded in an instant, sliding his hand up her dress and then beneath the panties to find her wet, willing, and ready. She cried out the instant his finger slid into her, pushing herself against his hand to drive him deeper. He moaned deep in his throat and she responded with a low growl that seemed to vibrate through her entire being. "I want you in your bed," he growled against her ear as he scooped her up and carried her into the bedroom, she once had shared with Joe. "Please lock the door," Bethany cried out as he tossed her on the bed. He did as told and soon after he was on the bed. He peeled off her dress and pressed himself against her naked breasts, kissing her deeply and causing her to cry out in purrs and moans. Bethany was lost to everything but the sensation of his hands, his mouth, his hunger. His lips moved to her neck, and then he kissed his way down and suckled her nipples, taut and sensitive to every touch and swipe of his tongue. She tugged at the string of his pants, wanting to feel him against her and inside of her, and he reached back and tugged them off, laying his long hard shaft against her inner thigh. He shifted and his lips and tongue moved lower, swirling between her breasts then around her belly and reaching the top of her panties as he slid them slowly down her legs and dropped them to the floor. There was nothing between them now, except skin, and she lost herself completely when he took her with his mouth and swirled his tongue in slow, delicious circles. It didn't take long before Bethany started to orgasm. When she came it was like the ocean, wave after wave of pleasure pitching and rolling over her entire being. Every nerve in her body fully alert as she fisted her hands in the sheets and cried out his name. Mikhail made his way back to her lips, and kissed her again."My woman" he growled insistently against her ear. Bethany moved her hands to his head and drew it to her so that she once again could kiss his cum covered lips. As her mouth met his, she tasted her own love juices which were spread around his lips. They kissed and hugged passionately. Mikhail loved the feeling of her soft skin, her full naked breasts, and her wonderfully firm ass. As for Bethany, she loved the feeling of his hard body, his firm muscles, and his incredibly long hard shaft that she could feel pressed against her. As they continued to kiss, and caress, and explore one another with their hands, Mikhail propped himself up on his elbows and looked Bethany directly in the eyes. She looked back, taking in his handsome facial features. She moaned softly as she realized that his body had shifted slightly, and now he had positioned his massive cock so that it was pressing itself ever so slightly into her still drenched labia. Her body quivered in anticipation. She responded in the only way she could, pushing herself against him and whispered, "I need you inside me." And then he was, effortlessly sliding into her and bringing her to instant climax. Without moving any further, Mikhail could feel Bethany's wet labia just slightly wrapped around the very tip of his thick mushroom head. Looking into her beautiful brown eyes, he said: "I have wanted to be in this position for years. You're so hot." Bethany didn't registrate, that Mikhail had been lusting after her even before they met. She just looked up at the young Adonis poised above her with his broad shoulders, his beautifully sculpted chest, and his ripped torso. She responded to the excitement as she placed her palms on his firm buttocks and gently pulled him downward, causing his thick mushroom head to move into her pussy about an inch. Mikhail let his body down onto her and kissed her full on the lips as he slid his hands down and under her buttocks. He grasped her beautiful ass and held each cheek as he slid his massive cock slowly into his famous lover. He could feel Bethany's pussy stretch tightly around him as he pressed more deeply into her warm love canal. His cock was tingling with pleasure at the sensation of Bethany's pussy squeezing it tightly. Bethany was feeling a sensation of incredible pleasure. Her young lover's size was stretching her, but she loved it. Her hands were caressing his remarkable body, feeling the movement as his muscles contracted and relaxed while they worked in unison with his hard pole. Mikhail began fucking Bethany's pussy with long and swift strokes. She moaned, but tried to keep the noise down because of the girls, as she held on to his muscular frame feeling him pumping in and out of her furiously. The length of his shaft caused it to hit hard against her cervix each time he entered her. And his thickness stretched her tight vagina's walls to an extreme. It didn't take long before she felt an absolutely enormous orgasm. The feel of Mikhail's thick, long, steel hard cock was just marvelous for her. For his part, Mikhail was satisfied with Bethany's reaction. She seemed to be deliberately trying to squeeze his cock hard each time he plunged into and withdrew from her. He could feel his own orgasm welling up from deep within his body, and when he finally could hold it no longer, he growled, "Soon, babe....soon." "You don't need to pull out. It's a safe time on the month," Bethany moaned. For once she wanted to feel him explode inside of her.The pleasure explode through Mikhail's frame, causing a huge stream of his sticky white cum to shoot deep into Bethany's throbbing pussy. He could feel the increased wetness it caused within her and their mingled cum was squirting out of her each time he would push in hard or pull out. For some time Mikhail moved with her, into her, matching her rhythm as she ran her hands through his hair, dug her nails into his back and called out his name until they both fell breathless into the soft pillows and he lay against her, entirely spent. Mikhail pulled her into his arms and kissed her head, her cheeks, her lips, muttering all the while, "You're so beautiful, so gorgeous, so hot," and Bethany could only respond in turn, whispering into his ear, "That was so incredible. You are so incredible." They lay for a while against each other. Finally, Mikhail pulled back enough to bring his lips to hers and kissed her tenderly. He stroked her cheek, and then ran his fingers along her back, over her full breasts, and back down her body."I can't describe, what is happening. You've gotten inside of me like no one before, and I haven't gotten enough." He whispered. "I know," she whispered, tenderly stroking his face. "I just found you, and you've made me a whole new woman." "Listen," he whispered. "I know this has been a whirlwind for both of us. I don't know where this will go, but I know I want to find out." He released a sigh. "We'll take it day by day, but I just want you so much." "Me too, " she said, kissing his cheeks and running her fingers through his hair, down his back. "I can't wait to see where it goes," she whispered against his chest. Before they could say or do anything, they were interrupted by a knock at the door. Startled they looked into each others eyes, limbs still entangled, acknowledging all that had happened and all that was yet to come. They smiled at each other, and he rolled over in the huge bed. "Who is it," Bethany asked. "It's me Mommy," the youngest of her girls said. "I'm coming out in a second," Bethany said and gasped as Mikhail began to circling her nipple with the tip of his finger. He leaned in and sucked it into his mouth before he rolled over once again, climbing out of the bed and slipping into his pants. He blinked at Bethany. Bethany rolled over too and went into the bathroom, splashing some cold water on her face. Her image in the mirror gave her momentary pause—she was flushed and healthy looking. She looked happy—was happy. In a hurry she pulled on her dress, and didn't bother with her thong. Mikhail was already unlocking the door and grabbed her hand as they walked out of the bedroom. Soon all the girls were showing her their rooms. Mikhail walked with Bethany and got a kick out of knowing he had soiled this loving mother of three, just moment before. As they walked from room to room his large palm was cupping her tight ass. --- Bethany thought, she was officially losing her mind. She had spent the past month fighting with her feelings. She had tried to convince herself that she was just a little lonely after the break-up with Joe, and that Mikhail filled the void. But why was she going so crazy. She didn't love him, she could not possibly be falling in love with someone so much younger than herself. She smiled to herself. Sitting in her trailer at the studio she had to admit, she was obsessed with her handsome young Russian lover. Infatuated beyond reasonable control. He made her do things, she had never done before. And she had never been so sexual active. At least once a day Mikhail made love to her and often it was a lot more. Could a woman die from too many orgasms, she thought smiling to herself in the mirror. Mikhail had made her more adventurous. Performing oral sex had never been a preference of hers, but with Mikhail it felt natural. So much it was scary. She couldn't recall the last time she'd been this infatuated with someone. Jesus, what a rush. Like a lovestruck teenager Bethany dreamed about her lover. I don't really know him. He's a puzzle. He's young but still so confident and powerful. Oh my God he's so hot. But it was close to a Hollywood cliche. The young, dark and dangerously handsome man was close to twenty years younger than her. But for the moment he was hers. Happy about the notion Bethany got up and left the trailer, ready to film her scene. --- After she had finished the scene Bethany walked back to her trailer. She stepped into it and pushed the door shut, glad for the sudden peace. As she walked toward her dressing table, she started to peel off her pink dress. The scene had been a party scene, so she was dressed in a little pink wrap around dress. Bethany dropped the silk dress on the floor, pushed her thong down and kicked it off. Naked she sat down in front of the mirror. She hit the light switch, which brought the bulbs around the mirror to life, and leaned toward the glass and began to remove her makeup. She had just wiped off the last of the ivory foundation when there was a light rapping on the door. "Who is it?" she called. "It's me." With those two words, Bethany felt her heart thump and instantly felt the warmth in her groin. It was Mikhail. Catching her dressing gown off the back of the chair, she pulled it on and hurried to the door. "I wasn't expecting you until later," she said, opening the door before stepping back to allow her young lover into the trailer. Mikhail leaned in to kiss her. "I just came to tell you that you were magnificent in the scene" He cupped and squeezed her right breast through the robe. Bethany had noticed, Mikhail seemed obsessed with her breasts. He took every opportunity to caress and fondled them and he had a magic way of making her nipples hard in no time. Bethany felt herself flush with excitement. She felt the heat in her cheeks move down along her throat and flood into her chest, tingling in her breasts. She realized that her nipples were pressing against the thin cloth of her dressing gown. Mikhail broke the kiss and let his eyes drop. He grinned, when he saw, that Bethany's nipples were hard. He reached up and gently pressed his left hand thumb against the swelling on her left breast. "Someone is excited to see me," he whispered, his thumb now beginning to stroke the hard bud of her nipple. "Let me see if I can help." His left hand cupped her left breast, while his right hand played with her right breast. "You have such an amazing pair of tits," Mikhail said, moving closer. His voice had dropped, it was now husky and raw. With a moan Bethany pressed herself against her powerful lover. She could feel him hardening against her groin, and she knew then that she simply had to have him, right now. At five foot six, Bethany was way smaller than Mikhail. Standing on her toes she draped her arms over his shoulders, she pressed her left hand against the back of his head and gently pushed it downward until her moist lips met his. There was a moment of pressure, and then she felt his tongue force itself between her lips and brush the tip of her own tongue. She felt his hands move down along her back to curl over her buttocks and he pulled her close, pressing his hard shaft against her. Taking actions, Mikhail moved them toward the single cot set back against the wall of the trailer. He tugged at the belt of the dressing gown and allowed it to fall open and drop to the floor. With one fluid movement, he undid her ponytail and let her long blond hair fall over the small of her back. When they reached the cot, Mikhail looked down into Bethany's mesmerizing brown eyes. He saw, that her eyes were bright with lust, and the tip of her tongue was absently licking her lips. Mikhail's eyes lingered on her breasts — extraordinary full breasts, he thought. He continued to take in his mature lover. Her stomach was flat and it was clear she'd had a Brazilian wax before the first costume fitting. Her "landing strip" was recently trimmed and inviting. "You are . . . remarkable," Mikhail said. "Beautiful. Stunning. Magnificent." He stepped up to Bethany, pressed his lips to hers, then moved the tip of his tongue down along the length of her throat. Bethany arched her neck. He continued moving down, across her right breast. She could feel his breath, hot and moist, and then his tongue touched her nipple; a moment later, his lips enclosed it. The electric charge curled through her belly and down into her groin, and she felt her insides shift. Unconsciously, her right hand moved off her hip to cover herself and she felt the first soft wetness slip from between her lips.Still tugging gently on her nipple with his teeth, Mikhail was busy with his clothes, pulling them off, buttons popping, one pinging and dancing across the floor. He glanced down and saw his dream woman gently stroking herself. Bethany's finger seemed to have a mind of its own, pressing gently against her flesh and then disappearing inside. "Yes," he murmured, "yes, do that. Let me see you do that." Bethany blushed as her young lover had caught her in an act, she hadn't even herself been aware of. She couldn't say no to him, so she rubbed the length of her finger along her pussy lips, feeling her juice thicken as she rubbed. Then she brought her finger up to moisten her clit. The sensation was incredible. She had never felt this aroused before. Absently, she brought her fingers up to stroke her left nipple. The little bud stiffened beneath her touch. And then Mikhail's mouth was on her nipple, licking, tasting and sucking her. "Lie down," he commanded forceful.Bethany obeyed, splaying herself onto the cot. Her clitoris was rippling and she knew that, any moment now, she was going to explode. The Puppet Master Ch. 02 With his mature lover stretched out on the cot, Mikhail trailed his tongue down her gorgeous mature body, alternately kissing and sucking her flesh. He kissed her wetness, and then his tongue darted out, parting her flesh, sliding inside, exploring. The moment he took her clit in his mouth, she came. Suddenly, shocking, her fingers locked in his hair, pressing his face into her body. He continued to suck and lick her, spreading her with his fingers to allow him to push his tongue even deeper into her pleasure hole. Bethany had never experienced anything like it. Joe, her former husband, had never paid this much attention to her pussy. Mikhail could make love to her with his mouth so she forgot about everything. She came again, a shuddering experience that lifted her bottom right off the cot and left Mikhail's face wet with her juice. He broke away from her, "You taste so good, babe." Bethany eased herself up on her elbows and looked down at him. Mikhail was completely naked. His body was in so good shape, the muscles in his arms and legs toned and taut. They had been together for some time now, but every time she saw his cock, she just couldn't get over how long and thick it was. Even his balls seemed unusually large. She watched as he took his cock in his right hand and rubbed the huge head along her pussy lips, and then circled her clit. "Do you want it," Mikhail said with a smile. "Oh yes, give it to me," Bethany moaned. "You'll have to make it wet and slick, before I'm going to fuck you." Mikhail said as he rubbed the head of his cock against Bethany's pussy again. Then he straightened up to bring it level with her face.A month ago or so Bethany would have hesitated. Now she didn't have any inhibitions. It was natural for her to please her young lover with her mouth as he pleased her with his. Brushing away his hands, she took his cock in her right hand and cupped his balls with her left. Then, leaning forward, she kissed it, before running her tongue over the purple head. She tasted her own juices and a hint of his salt. Opening her mouth, she took him inside. She moved her head, his cock against the roof of her mouth, her tongue rubbing against the underside. She couldn't take it all, but she had become more adapt and was doing her best. After some time Mikhail removed his hard shaft from her mouth and smiled. "Now I'm ready." He moved down and lifted her legs up and let them rest on his shoulders, while placing the mushroom head between her pussy lips. Bethany looked down between her full breast and once again noticed, how a very well hung young man her lover was. His cock looked long, thick, and steel hard. Mikhail thrusted himself into her, using his weight to add to the sense of penetration. Mikhail started to pound her. And with her legs still resting on his shoulders, he was able to kiss her open mouth and suck on her slender neck. He kept his mature lover positioned almost like a U shape and fucked her hard. There were no tender loving, this was fucking in its basic. "So good, so goooooooooooooooooooooooood," Bethany screamed out, "Don't stop." Mikhail began fulfilling Bethany's request in earnest as he began to thrust into her. At first his strokes continued to be long and slow. On each upstroke he withdrew until he hovered a foot above her, only the tip of his organ playing in the puffy lips of her opening. Then he thrust his huge member into Bethany once again. Soon, he was thrusting himself into her so forcefully that his cock head bottomed sharply on her sensitive cervix with each jab. Each time he bottomed, she cried out. Bethany felt both pain and pleasure and it brought out the cat in her. She bared her claws and used them to scratch his back raw in retribution. Taking back some control she moved her legs from Mikhail's shoulders and hooked them around his waist and sucked him into her pussy. Her heaving breasts were covered with sweat, and were bouncing back and forth in an enticing display. Mikhail was using his massive organ to nail her to the cot. It was hot in the trailer and Bethany wailed and moaned. "Take it all, babe," Mikhail roared as he was pounding into her, and she was bucking back at him. He was impaling her deeply into the cot, which now added its voice to the chorus of their coupling. The cot creaked and groaned under their violent bonding. Bethany was on fire with passion. With a scream of delight, she arched high into the air, stiffened, and exploded into orgasm. Now it was time for Mikhail's release. His balls felt full of sperm and aching for discharge. He thrusted powerfully and mashed her into the cot. She thrust back with all of her strength and threw them into the air again. Using all of the power in his hips, he forced her back down. Her head pitched from side to side as her body convulsed beneath him. He looked down at this gorgeous mature actress and fired his sperm deeply into her. Mikhail's first stream of sperm splashed against Bethany's cervix. He spewed five more deep streams into her as he roared out loud. Bethany could feel the heat in her. Mikhail was cumming in her! She could feel his cock firing spurt of sperm and semen into her. They were not using any protection, because he used to pull out. "Oh, no," she began thinking but then unexpectedly, another orgasm ripped through Bethany's loins as well. She managed to utter "Oh, God," but she had no voice left for any further noise and no energy left to even try. The thought of his sperm in her had sent her over the edge. Mikhail just smirked as he rode out the last waves of his own orgasm. They finally lay still. Bethany's heartbeat began to return to normal. She was soaking wet. Her hair was matted to her scalp. Puddles of sweat streamed down between her luscious breasts. She just couldn't believe, what just had happen. It took some time for Mikhail to gather up the strength to dismount Bethany. It had been a furious fuck and the result of it was that he had pumped a large load of sperm and semen into her. He knew Bethany was not protected. Up until now he had always pulled out, when she requested it, but this time she hadn't said anything. He knew, it was a bad time on the month, but in his opinion it was not his problem. Letting her legs down he wanted to take a quick view of his work, and as expected, her clean shaven pussy looked like a sloppy mess, with their now combined juices on display. He smiled. Bethany was beside herself. She couldn't blame Mikhail, because he had always pulled out, when she asked him. But this time she had a major, crushing orgasm and welcomed Mikhail's sperm deep inside of her, and she had had another orgasm at the knowledge that his sperm was being fired into her. Mikhail lay down beside her and began to open mouth kiss her once again. His hands lazily caressed her full breasts. He had definitely conquered this hot mature actress. After some time they got up and got dressed. As they were leaving the trailer, Bethany noticed how some of the staff knowingly smiled at them. Holding Mikhail's hand she looked up at him and asked, "Do you think they know." "You were quite loud, babe. And we just had a serious workout. I think some of them, have an idea of what just happen in your trailer. "Oh my," Bethany blushed as they walked over to her car and drove to her house. --- Even if Bethany was kind of embarrassed by their loud fuck in her trailer, their sexual relationship continued on the set. She always had a big smile, when she saw her young lover on the set. As soon as the door was closed to the trailer, she would often drop to her knees devouring Mikhail's cock. Once she had made him cum, she got back up and kissed him before getting ready to do a scene. Another time in her trailer she closed the door and tore off his clothes. Mikhail loved the new aggressive Bethany and squeezed her ass, cupped her breasts and slid a finger inside his dream woman's wet pussy. Each action had her moaning out loud. Once on the cot he would lick and suck on her pussy. After she had cum, she straddled his rock hard cock and bounced up and down on it. She rode him like a bronco, and he sucked on her hard nipples. It was delightful for Mikhail, to see this hot mature actress riding his huge shaft with reckless abandon. Soon he grunted, "I'm not going to last much longer, baby." Mikhail had expected her to get off him, but instead Bethany bounced faster as she begged, "Fill my cunt with your cum, baby. I want to feel your cum explode inside me. Come baby, come for me." Mikhail was thrilled by the fact, that his mature lover openly wanted his sperm. He needed no further encouragement as he shot a huge load deep inside her fertile pussy. Bethany didn't miss a beat as she continued riding his cock, milking every last drop of his cum. Finally getting off him she turned and started to clean herself. Bethany didn't know, why she allowed Mikhail to spray his sperm deep inside of her. She was not using any protection, and knew it was just plain stupid. But every time she felt him shooting deep inside of her, she experience another orgasm - and they were the best she had ever experienced. So damn with the consequences, she thought to herself. --- When it came to sex with Bethany, Mikhail was insatiable. He would often have his way with her several times a day. They were often at her house, but he had also had her and the girls over at his mansion. They had clearly been impressed by it, but he had decided to keep the relationship around their known surroundings. Still he had had an interior decorator design six rooms, that the girls fell in love with. One time Bethany and two of the girls had posed as he took some pictures outside the house. Bethany was wearing a light reddish summer dress, that did wonders to her full breasts. Mikhail felt himself get hard. Soon after the girls ran up to the rooms, and Mikhail continued to take pictures of his hot mature lover. As Bethany leaned against the column for another picture, Mikhail couldn't take it any longer. He walked up to her and wrapped his hands around her thin waist. He noticed, Bethany's breathing increased. "Mikhail, what are you doing?" She asked huskily. "Remember the girls." She could feel the heat of his hands branding her through the material of her dress. His thumbs rubbing the underside of her large breasts. "You're looking awfully sexy baby. I can't stop thinking about last night, and this morning. Are you thinking about it too?" Mikhail breathed the words against her neck making her recall, how he had made fiery love to her just hours ago. "Mikhail, stop. We can't do this, not here. The girls will see," Bethany tried to admonish, but his lips on her neck made it difficult for her to speak. "I don't care. I want you so bad," Mikhail growled as he nipped her ear. Bethany's knees would have given out if he hadn't been pressing his body against hers and holding her up against the column. He kissed her full on the mouth and she kissed him back, tongues battling, bodies rubbing. His hand came up between her legs, lifting the hem of her summer dress as he caressed up the inside of her thigh. "Please stop, the girls will hear us." Bethany whispered, feeling hot and panicked. "They are inside and their mother is so hot," Mikhail replied as he got down on one knee. He lifted Bethany's dress and groaned as her red thongs became visible. He could see the wet spot on her panties. "Oh baby, you're already wet." Bethany hissed breath through her teeth as she grabbed his head, meaning to push him away but pulling him closer instead. He sucked her through the material of her silk thongs and relished the taste and scent of her. No woman had ever turned him on like this. After some time Mikhail stood up abruptly and kissed her forcefully, rubbing his hard cock against her wet pussy. He lifted one of her legs up against the outside of his thigh and ran his hand up to the delicate flesh of her upper thigh. His other hand titillated her nipple through her dress. He felt it harden and beg for more. They were both panting and devouring each others mouths. "I want to take you right here, right now, even with the girls inside. I want to slide my cock deep inside your hot, ripe pussy." Mikhail groaned the words against Bethany's mouth. "Yes, Mikhail. Yes. I need your cock inside me. Oh God, I need it now." Bethany said, as she grounded her pussy against his hard thick shaft. Remembering every stroke of his big cock in and out of her last night and this morning. And now she wanted him again. With a groan Mikhail moved his hands down to Bethany's thong and ripped it away. Freeing his cock from his pants, he lifted his dream woman up against the column and with a hard shove, he thrusted his long hard pole deep inside his mature love. Bethany shrieked and grabbed hold of her young lover. He made her do things, she never ever had done before. Gone was her worries about the girls, now she was only concern about seeking release from her pent up emotions. Mikhail powerfucked into Bethany's sopping wet cunt. He knew they didn't have a lot of time, so he gave it to her with long hard strokes. All the while looking deeply into her eyes until he could see the passion building and building inside of her. Her warm brown eyes dilated and she locked her slender, tanned legs around him.Mikhail bent down and sucked a nipple into his mouth, as he fucked her hard. Then he said, "Let go baby, give over to me. That's it, feel how good it is, how hot you are. Feel how hard you made me, my cock is about to explode deep inside of you. Take your release babe," he commanded as he sucked on the side of her neck where it joined her shoulder. His head came back up as he watched her intently. That did it, Bethany lost control, throwing her head back as she came, but never losing eye contact with him. Biting her lip so not to make much noise, she made a mewling sound as her release was completed. Mikhail couldn't hold back any longer and with a growl he emptied himself deep into his dream woman. Seconds later Bethany's legs slid down his hip and both her feet were once again on the ground. Mikhail smiled wickedly at her as he embraced her, leaning against the column. After some time Bethany pushed Mikhail away from her. She couldn't believe what they had done. He made her so hot, she couldn't think about what was sensible. "You are so bad," she admonished. But looking up into his smiling face she couldn't help but let a nervous giggle pass her lips. Mikhail pulled her up against him and kissed her hard. "We're so bad and you love it." He turned around and picked up her torn panties. "Better get rid of them. We can't have the girls find their mommy's panties and start asking question." Bethany blushed at this. He grinned and continued, "I also love it, when you go without. I love it even more if I know our essences are join in your hot body." "Stop it," Bethany giggled and felt flustered, because she also loved feeling his sperm inside of her. The only problem was, she would be leaking for the rest of the day if she didn't took care of it. The Puppet Master Ch. 03 Disclaimer: I am grateful for Utamu who have helped make my story more readable. If there still are errors, then it's my fault. All characters involved in sexual activities in this story are of legal age. ***** When Mikhail wasn't with Bethany he took care of business. The show's producer Robert Miller had thought he could milk the young Russian for a lot of money. But when Mikhail found out, two huge Russian men waited for Robert at his car. They had threatened him and his family. Robert was scared, because they knew a lot of things about him and his family. As soon as the two men had left, he had called Mikhail. Mikhail had acted surprised, but told Robert, that he had heard about some of the ways his boss' bosses did business. But he would try to beg for mercy for Robert with his boss. One day later he called Robert and said he thought it was alright now. But Robert had to be loyal to his company and take orders from Mikhail. Mikhail sounded somewhat surprised at this, but Robert took the bait and accepted the deal. So now Mikhail used Robert as a straw man in his business dealings in Hollywood. Yet Robert didn't know, that Mikhail was the leader of it all. The rest of Mikhail's business also did well and he just got even richer every day. -- Mikhail kept a low profile in Hollywood, and was not very interested in the party life. He got most of his information, through hacking computers and mobile phones. Sometimes he used his guys to set up surveillance, if he deemed it necessary for a business transaction or so. Slowly but surely he became adapted to the wheeling and dealings of Hollywood. He hated Hollywood parties. Especially the award shows and promotion deals. But sometimes he deemed it necessary to attend a party. He put on the right act with the Hollywood people, exchanging air kisses with the women and firm handshakes with the men. He wasn't afraid they would be interested in him. Everyone talked about themselves, where they'd travelled, who they'd worked with, which designer had agreed to make them a dress or tux for an upcoming award show, where they'd be seated at the award show—anything to make themselves look better than to whomever they were speaking. It was all a game, and Mikhail was really good at toning down his own importance. When he went to a party he always made sure Bethany also attended. They didn't go as a date, because he didn't want any rumors and pictures from the red carpet about her and some young Russian. This night he had to attend a party. He'd told Bethany, he would pick her up before the party. When he arrived he immediately noticed, how amazing his mature lover looked in a brown dress. It put just the right emphasis on her cleavage and showcased her full breasts. The color really suited her tanned skin, gorgeous brown eyes, blond hair and slim figure. As Bethany climbed into the long, stretched, black limousine she was greeted by Mikhail with a kiss. She felt so in love, when he praised her looks and kissed her with passion. Mikhail pulled his mature lover beside him on the bench back seat. Bethany took in her young lover. He was looking devastatingly handsome, wearing fitted black jeans, a black V-neck tee, and a gray blazer. The scent of his cologne was enough to make her want to cuddle up to him and nuzzle his neck for a few hours. Bethany smiled and bit her bottom lip, thinking about rolling her tongue over all of his muscular body. Her mouth was actually watering from thinking about it and her nipples harden. Mikhail's eyes became very intense, "You're doing me in woman. I want you so much, but now I have to control myself for hours." Bethany just giggled and cleared her throat. "As usual we'll have to be discreet. When we arrive, you'll be dropped off and I'll meet up with you after you've walked the red carpet," Mikhail said. Bethany had a concerned look on her face, "I know, you're worried about public appearance. It's alright with me, just promise we'll be together afterward." "Of course baby." Mikhail said as his fingers laced with hers. On the drive they kissed some more, but ten minutes before arrival Bethany checked her makeup. She put on some lip-gloss and said, "No more kissing, Mikhail." "Alright," he replied but then pulled her into his strong chest. He cupped her full breasts and started to squeeze them lightly. "You're driving me mad, woman," he growled. Bethany liked the feeling and just moaned lightly. She was preoccupied with her young lover's caress, that she didn't notice the limousine was slowed in the line of cars depositing other celebrity attendees. First when their limousine stopped and she had to exit, Mikhail released his hold of her breasts. Her nipples were quite hard as she got out of the car. No sooner did her toe hit the ground then people started screaming and yelling for her attention. Mikhail leaned back in the seat and was soon dropped off at the rear exit. He moved quickly around and saw how his mature lover worked the red carpet. Bethany liked posing for pictures. She knew, she looked really hot and beautiful this evening. She wasn't a big star, so she was used to other celebrities making an appearance that drove the frenzied crowd to near madness. From his position behind the scenes, Mikhail panned the entire crowded entrance, the beginning of the red carpet, scanning for his dream woman. He soon found her and stood back while Bethany posed in front of the wall for the throng of photographers. Bethany smiled as she was enduring flash after flash. Her nerves were humming with excitement and she still felt her hard nipples. After the prerequisite photo op, she was hurried down the standard red carpet, avoiding all of the microphones, from every media outlet imaginable that tilted out from behind the barriers. The party was being held in a famous hotel. It was gorgeous, of course, all huge and marble and dripping with original artwork and expensive furniture. The pool was filled with floating candles and a huge tent had been erected in the expansive back yard; waitresses flitted among the guests offering champagne and canapés, and a six piece band played soft background music. Mikhail linked his hand with Bethany's as they made the rounds. They deftly deflected questions about him and his work, sipping champagne and nibbled lightly at hors d'oeuvres. It was only an hour before Mikhail began to be bored. He let go of Bethany's hand and placed his right hand on her lower back. As she talked with some other actors, he let his hand drift downwards and was soon cupping her tight buttocks. They were standing with their back up against a wall, so no one but Bethany detected it. When Bethany felt Mikhail's hand starting to cup her buttocks, she gave a hiss and looked up at him. He just smiled back at her. She knew, she couldn't do anything, because then someone would notice. She was nervous, because she was soon becoming aroused as her young lover deftly caressed the groove between her buttocks. His hand was slowly moving up and down. After another hour, Mikhail was becoming restless. Leading Bethany away from the bright lights, they walked to a quieter place in the hotel. Before the party, he had done some research, so he knew where a small room was located, He open the door and pushed Bethany in. The small room was surrounded by rods filled with empty hangers. Across from the door there was a full length mirror. There were two padded folding chairs sitting on the carpeted floor. As Bethany stumbled inside the room, Mikhail came right up behind her, pressing his solid front to her back. She could feel his long, firm cock snuggling right into the groove of her tight, round ass. "I want you so much,"Mikhail said as he pushed his hard cock into her. His hands reached around and cupped her breasts, they seemed to swell to overflow them. "Oh, Mikhail, we can't, not here. We have to stop this," she moaned. Mikhail ignored her, as he ran one hand down to her thigh and up under her dress. His large hand found her soft, creamy thigh and continued over to sit between her thighs. "It's just not right, we're at a party. Please stop, you're making my head spin, it has me thinking all sorts of crazy things..." Bethany protested half- heartedly. "I love crazy things, baby," he hissed, as his hand found her sopping panties and rubbed. "So wet Bethany. What naughty things have you been doing?" Mikhail continued to rub her wet pussy through her thong, as he pulled her back against him and turned them both to face the mirror. Bethany couldn't believe the sight that greeted her. His dark looks next to her blond looks, their eyes bright with lust. One of his large hands slipped into the cleavage of her dress and into her bra, toying with the nipple, the other hand disappearing into the slit in her dress, rubbing her sensitive clit, spreading her juices all around. She was arched slightly back against him. "You are so hot, Bethany. Without doubt the most desirable woman at the party. Look how hot you are, so wet for me."Mikhail hissed. Bethany moaned, there was something in her young lover's voice that went right to her core. Mikhail lifted her dress, so it was bundled around her middle. Bethany was unable to take her eyes off the erotic picture they made in the mirror. She gasped, when she felt him rip her thongs from her body. Her juices were flowing so much that she could smell them. And the heady scent just added to the eroticism of the moment. Mikhail moved even closer in behind her and clasped her hands in his, holding them to her side. "Don't take your eyes off the mirror. I want you to watch us make love,"He groaned. "You're so sexy," he murmured into her ear, and began to kiss and suckle the back of her neck. He knew that went right to her core. "Come on baby. Play with that sweet pussy for me. I want you to tease me and tempt me." Mikhail commanded as his hands came up cupped her breasts through the brown dress. He found her hard nipples and tweaked them through the fabric, as his mature lover automatically let her fingers delve into her pussy. Bethany moaned deep in her throat. She watched, as her young lover's eyes dilated at the sight of her pleasuring herself. As he nipped and savored the skin on the back of her slender neck, he never took his eyes off of hers in the mirror. He tormented her by rolling her nipples between his fingers, making her arch and move her fingers deeper, searching for some release. His groans urged her on, her hips moved on her fingers. "You are so sexy. This feels good doesn't it? Fuck you look so hot. I'm about to bust out of my pants, you have me so hard baby," he groaned and continued to pleasure her breasts, paying close attention to her sensitive nipples. He could tell she was close to an orgasm. Her hips were moving faster, her eyes glazing, and her mouth open slightly as her breath quickened. He'd never seen anything sexier. "Please, I need, I need..." Bethany panted. "What do you need, baby. You're so close now, aren't you? Feel it building, I see your juices running down your thighs. You are so sexy. Tell me what you need, say it, ask for it." Mikhail pushed his hard pant covered cock against her naked ass. "Ahhhh, I need you now, Mikhail. Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeease." "What do you need honey? Do you need my cock? Do you want to feel my long hard cock buried in your hot pussy? Tell me that you need your young lover's cock inside your tight pussy, fucking you hard." Their eyes were locked in the mirror as Bethany shrieked, losing all control, "Yes, Yes, I need your cock in me, please, please." Mikhail had never seen his mature lover so out of control, so he decided to push her even further, "Where do you want my cock, baby?" "Please Mikhail. I need your long, thick cock filling me, filling my pussy. Please fuck me now." Mikhail released her breasts to undo his pants and take out his long thick cock. The veins were standing out and pulsing with need, he had never been so turned on. "Bend over baby and keep watching us in the mirror." Bethany watched as Mikhail turned them sideways to the mirror. She watched in fascination as his long hard staff disappeared into her. She saw the way his tight ass contracted with each thrust. She felt some relief at the feel of him stretching her heated pussy. "Oh yes, stud. Stretch me out, fill me up. Your cock feels so good,"Bethany grabbed one of the wooden rods for support, making her body arch and take him even deeper as her ass raised higher. "Fuck it feels so good. I love your tight pussy," Mikhail groaned as he grabbed her ass to drive deeper and saw her little pucker hole wink up at him. He ran his index finger around it. "Yes, yes, yes," Bethany chanted. Mikhail reached his fingers between his mature lover's slender legs and coated them with dripping juices. He placed one over her rosebud and pressed. It slipped in, but it was a very tight fit. Bethany watched their images in the mirror, her dress thrown over her back, her tanned ass raised high, his finger pressing into her hole, slowly, deeper. "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaargghh, what are you doing to me. It's so bad, but feels so good." She moaned. "You like to be filled in both holes, baby. You can't deny it," Mikhail said as he gave her a slap on the ass and that's all it took. "I'm cumin," Bethany shrieked and Mikhail felt her pussy grasp his cock as it pistoned in and out of her. That was it for him. "Me too baby. Take it alllllllllllllllllllllll," He roared as he emptied his balls into her spasming pussy. He rested his head against her back as she practically hung from the wooden rod. Her hands holding on with a death grip. Then both panted and tried to catch their breaths. He put a supporting arm around her waist and ran his other hand up her arm to unclasp her hands. He slowly raised them both to a standing position. His cock still full and heavy inside her. "Oh my God," she groaned as her pussy clasped around his cock again. It seemed to jump inside her making them both groan. "It's a good thing that this room is so far out of the way, we weren't exactly quiet." Mikhail mumbled against her neck as he held her tightly and nibbled her skin. "We have to go back to the party..." Bethany sighed. She looked at herself in the mirror, trying to decide how she would put herself back together enough to make it through the rest of the night. "I guess so, but then we have all night..." Mikhail turned her around and kissed her passionately, thinking of what pleasures lay ahead for them. Bethany returned his kiss, not listening to that voice that told her, that she had done something, she never ever thought she would be doing. As they walked back to the party, Bethany felt how their combined juices began to slide down her thigh. She told Mikhail but he just grinned back at her. As they looked down at the party, they saw couples mingling, smiling at all the right places, tossing their heads in polite laughter, talking business and making deals. They headed back toward the party, but then Mikhail steered them towards the cars and soon they were back in the limousine. -- Mikhail was almost living with Bethany and her three girls. He had made sure, her divorce from Joe was uncomplicated. Afterward he told her, he'd bought her debt, so she could pay him back in a timely manner. He began to be more controlling towards Bethany. He had gotten rid of the clothes he thought was boring and bought new for her. He told her to make sure her incredible breasts always were on display. Bethany accepted this, as she was much in love with the young man. She became submissive to his demands as she was enthralled with him. But he made her do things, she wouldn't have done before she met him. One time, the girls had asked for a picture of them and their parents. Joe had come by and Mikhail had agreed to take the picture. As the family almost were ready Mikhail had motioned to Bethany that she had to come with him. Joe was talking with the girls, so they didn't registrate anything. But as soon Bethany and Mikhail had turned a corner, he had pushed her against the wall and started to kiss her with a demanding passion. They were only 150 yards from her family, but Bethany couldn't say no to her young lover. Soon he had ripped her thongs off and deftly maneuvered her until his cock found her dripping pussy. In one motion, he slid all the way in, impaling her. Being stretched around him released a primal moan. Her body jerked with each thrust, and soon she was panting hard. Her eyes were closed, focusing on the fullness between her legs. As he fucked her, Mikhail sucked on her slender neck, while Bethany's legs were tight around his hips as he plowed into her mercilessly. Her full breasts jiggled, their heaviness tossed to and fro by his unceasing rhythm. The feel of his cock sliding in and out, the wet sounds, the weight of her breasts heaving, the depth of his thrusts all conspired to make Bethany orgasm in close proximity of her family. She moaned and bit down into his shoulder, while clenching her legs tightly together, trapping him inside. Mikhail grabbed her hips and rammed her down on his cock, penetrating her to previously unknown depths. He felt, how Bethany's pussy was contracting, squeezing him, milking him. He stiffened as load after load shot into her, finally filling her with his seed. His orgasm stretched on for a long time. Wheezing he let her go of her hips. Moments later he pulled Bethany back to her family, and soon he was taking pictures of his mature lover with her family, while she was still soiled by his cum. -- A morning Mikhail had fucked Bethany before she got up to feed the kids, Mikhail had stayed in bed and after some time Bethany came back to change her nighties to some clothes. Mikhail had pulled her back down on the bed and kissed her. He was naked and soon he had pulled Bethany down under the covers. They were spooning and their tongues were swirling around each other. Soon Mikhail pushed his cock deep into her wet pussy, as they were spooning. Her wetness coated his shaft as she slid her pussy along his length. He could feel her lips part for him. She took him deeply, gasping as he filled her completely. Before they could give into their coupling, the door to the bedroom opened and the youngest girl walked in. Bethany gasped shocked and tried to move away from Mikhail, but his arms were like steel cables around her. "Relax, we're under the bed sheets. She can't see a thing," He whispered just before the girl said. "Do I have to wear the purple dress today, mommy." Getting a grip on herself Bethany answered, "No, just pick something you like darling." "Anything..." "Yes, it doesn't matter today, honey," Bethany stuttered. While she was keeping up the conversation with her daughter, Mikhail had started to move his long hard shaft slowly in and out of her pussy, while his hands were cupping her breasts, pulling on her nipples. He was very subtle about it and the girl didn't notice a thing. She talked happy with her mother. Bethany on the other hand was noticing a lot. Her body was on the brink of a climax, and she felt how it was building and building despite her best efforts to hold it at bay. It didn't take long before she lost the battle and with a whimper she came in front of her daughter. "Is there something wrong mommy?" The girl asked. Mikhail took control, so as he still slowly moved his cock in and out of her mother he said, "No, everything is alright. Why don't you go change into your bathing suit, then we can spend some time around the pool today. "Yippee," the girl shouted and ran out of the door. Mikhail grabbed his mature lover's hips and rammed his long pole deep into her pussy. Bethany moaned, long and loud, her pussy contracting, squeezing him, and milking him. Mikhail powerfucked her for half a minute and then he stiffened as load after load shot into her, finally filling her with his seed. The Puppet Master Ch. 03 Afterward he held her tightly, savoring the moment, meticulously storing away every sound and touch in his memory. "I want you so much," he said with a husky voice. "I know, but we can't keep taking chances like this," Bethany stuttered. "When I want you, I'll have you," Mikhail stated arrogant. "But..." "No, buts. It wasn't as if you didn't like it. I felt how you exploded, while talking to your daughter." "I know. It is as if you have possessed me," Bethany said and kissed him quickly on the lips and stood up. "You're incredible," she said as she started to dress. -- As their relationship continued Bethany became more submissive to her young lover. He was so powerful, so demanding. Still he made her feel so much more alive. She had to accept, that he would kiss and grope her in front of her kids, but that was just how he was. The girls had gotten used to it and actually didn't think it was odd. He had also won them over and they almost idolized him. Bethany kept promoting her kids for small parts in films. Often they would participate in award shows or other red carpet events. Mikhail didn't go, but always made sure he was sitting in the limousine, that picked them up. He'd told Bethany, he liked how she dressed up for these kinds of events and often he would make thoroughly love to her, when they came home. The foreplay always started in the limo, where he would place her on his lap. The girls were busy comparing notes about, which celebrity they had seen or talked to, so they didn't notice Mikhail's actions. He would kiss his mature lover and caress her full breasts. His hand would find its way inside her dress and roll her nipple between his fingers, while kissing her mouth or sucking on her neck. Sometime he would make her straddle him with her backs to the girls. Then he would move the dress out of the way and suck her hard nipple into his mouth. His hands would also drift down and then move up between her legs. Several times he had moved two fingers in and out of Bethany's tight pussy, while stimulating her clit with his thumb. He tried to make his mature lover climax before they arrived home and he always succeeded. At first Bethany had been shocked by Mikhail's nerve, but she just couldn't say no to her young lover. When she realized, that her girls didn't notice anything, she became more relaxed. She was thrilled, that Mikhail knew her body so well, that he could bring her to a huge climax in a matter of minutes. The two lovers developed a routine, where he would bring her off in the car in close proximity of the girls. When they got home, the girls were told to go to bed, and then Mikhail would fuck Bethany several times. He got a kick out of fucking his mature lover, as she still had her dress on. He told her, that when he later saw the pictures of her from her public appearance he would remember, what they had done and that she was his woman. The routine made Bethany excited even before her public appearance. So if you studied the pictures of her, you could see, that her nipples often were poking into her dress. -- Mikhail owned a Caribbean island - or at least one of his companies did. The tiny island was a stunning pearl of a place, studded into a sea of matchless blue. It was quite secluded and with its crystal-clear waters, exquisite white-sanded beaches it was a seductively beautiful place. When Mikhail invited Bethany and the girls on a holiday to the island, the girls shrieked with excitement. Bethany was also stunned by his offer. A week later they were flying down there. As they sat in the helicopter, bound for the island, Bethany was exceptionally quiet. Lost in her own thoughts she looked out into the hazy blue infinity beyond the window of the helicopter. Stifling a yawn, she leaned back in her seat and stretched out her legs. She felt pent-up and on edge, her brand-new designer dress as hot and restrictive as a suit of armor. Four days earlier Bethany had discovered, she was pregnant. She had taken several pregnancy tests and they were all telling her the same. She was pregnant. A visit to the doctor and an ultrasound had confirmed, she was three months pregnant. It wasn't surprising as Mikhail and her had rutted link minks. He had always pulled out, when she asked but after some time she hadn't asked because she didn't want him to pull out. Her emotions once she realized she was pregnant had been a tangle of contradiction. Part of her had been terrified at the thought of having another baby. Another part of her had been thrilled at the thought of the child growing inside her. Mikhail's child. She hadn't told him, afraid how he would take the news. When the helicopter dropped them of, Bethany and the girls were in awe. The island was close to paradise. There were a huge beach house. Inside, the house was all light and space, every window providing a breathtaking vantage point to view the sea and sky. The foyer soared upwards, lit by an immense skylight, bathing the room with the warmth and brightness of the sun. Bethany could hear the girls' voices as they raced around in the house, trying to take it all in at once. Then she heard Mikhail's footsteps echoed on the polished marble floor and she turned around. "Are we alone?" She asked. Mikhail shrugged out of his suit jacket. Bethany watched in helpless fascination at the ripple of muscles under the smooth, expensive fabric of his t-shirt and felt a tug of desire deep in her belly. "Yes. I thought it would be good for us all to be alone." He paused. "I thought we might as well manage for ourselves." "That's fine with me," Bethany replied and smiled at him. He smiled back and said, "Let's get changed. I bet the girls want to go down to the beach." Ten minutes later Bethany walked down the marble steps, her fingers trailing along the wrought-iron railing, to the main floor. Each room had been spectacularly decorated, especially the bedroom she shared with Mikhail. Its bay window overlooking the beach. She walked out on the veranda and noticed the sky was cloudless, a few seagulls circling over the water. She had put on a bikini and felt how her breasts almost filled the cups to their maximum. Definitely as a consequence of her pregnant state. She noticed Mikhail and the girls already were down at the beautiful beach. Mikhail looked up and saw Bethany coming out of the house. As she walked towards the girls and him he took a moment to enjoy the sight. She was wearing a bikini that looked magnificent on her slender body. It had a colorful top which had strings between the triangles of fabric that covered luscious breasts. The bottom was tied at the sides and the material was so low, that you almost could see the top of her groin. It looked great against Bethany's tan skin. With a smile his dream woman walked slowly towards him and he loved the sight of her tanned body, blond hair, bouncing tits and swinging hips. Like Mikhail, Bethany also took in the sight of her lover. His bathing suit was a nylon knit speedo, like the kind a lot of swimmers wear for competition. It was blue, complementing his tanned skin. But most of all it was tight and slight. It revealed almost all of Mikhail's chiseled body, and barely hid his tight ass. It certainly allowed his very substantial male equipment to dominate the front of the suit. Bethany zoomed in on her young lover's equipment, not that zoom was necessary. They had been lovers for several months now, but she was still really amazed at the sheer size of his penis in its flaccid state. One could see its outline clearly stretching from between his legs and way over to the right side of his lower suit, tracing across his leg. She felt a really odd sensation wash through her body. This weapon had made her pregnant. At that moment she came to terms with her pregnancy. A part of Mikhail was growing inside her. She could handle the situation. With a laugh she walked towards him, and she experienced tingling in her loins and her heart beat faster. She felt her body wanting Mikhail. At the beach they quickly got settled. Mikhail had brought beach towels, sunscreen, umbrellas and sand toys, which they used to set up a spot on the secluded beach. Bethany applied sunscreen to the girls before she turned towards Mikhail. The girls were already off to play and swim in the water. Bethany began to put lotion on his hard body and felt a tingling in her loins. She took her time, as she explored his muscles with her hands. She noticed, that her caress also had an effect on his member, as it twisted in his swimsuits. Mikhail returned the favor. He started gently rubbing the lotion into Bethany's shoulders and soon began to work his way down her slender back. He loved feeling the silken texture of his mature lover's skin beneath his hands. He untied Bethany's top without warning. Before she could react he continued rubbing the lotion into her skin. "I'm not sure, that was necessary," Bethany sighed. "Remember it's a private beach. Before the holiday are over, you'll be walking around topless." Mikhail hissed as he moved his hands around her body and cupped her full breasts. For some time he played with them, then he finally moved down to her slender legs. He spent extra time on her inner thighs rubbing them as softly and seductively as he could. As Mikhail moved his hands to Bethany's upper thighs, she began to moan. She could feel, how she was becoming excited. When Mikhail let his hand brush against the cloth covering her pussy, she wriggled and squirmed seeking the contact. Mikhail noticed, how wet his mature lover had become and turned them around, so Bethany had her back towards the water. He got down on one knee and concentrated his fingers on her inner thighs. Soon he was moving two fingers in and out her wet, tight pussy, while stimulating her clit with his thumb. It didn't take long before Bethany had an orgasm and she moaned, "Ohhhhhhhhhhh..." The next half hour they spent in the water, most of the time they only were in the shallow end of the ocean. The water was splashing on Mikhail's knees, and he had some great opportunities to check out Bethany's full breasts as she often bent down to talk to her youngest daughter and thereby revealed an awesome cleavage. Mikhail got first out of the water, and went to the house for some ice-cream and drinks. When he came back Bethany and the girls also got out of the water. Bethany and Mikhail laid down onto their backs to soak up the sun, while the girls ran around. Mikhail and Bethany exchanged touches, rubs, quick feels, and kisses. It was a common occurrence, so the girls didn't even give it a thought. The girls began to build a huge sandcastle. They made several trips to the water with buckets and the next hour they formed an impressive building. During this Bethany and Mikhail took another dip in the ocean. They swam around on their own for a while, occasionally making comments about how nice the water felt. Then Mikhail moved closer to his mature lover and embraced her, then kissed her. His hands began to caress Bethany's breasts, her firm tummy and her tight ass. Bethany's hands also began to caress her young lover's firm abs, his muscular arms and shoulders. The kiss developed as it deepened and went on for a long time. Mikhail's tongue intertwined with Bethany's tongue and they were both very aroused. Mikhail was pressing and grinding his large erection against Bethany's stomach. Swiftly he reached behind her back and pulled the strings of her bikini top. As they untied he whipped the top right off and threw it towards the beach. Moving away from a shocked Bethany, he said, "Told you, I wanted you topless." Bethany covered her breasts with her arms and looked dumbfounded by her young lover's nerve. Never had she been topless in front of her girls. She looked towards the beach to see if they had noticed it. They hadn't, so she turned around to Mikhail. Once again he had moved close to her and before she could scold him, he whispered, "You're so beautiful, baby. I have to have you right this moment". Before Bethany could say or do anything, Mikhail had freed his hard-on and pushed Bethany's bikini bottom aside. He lifted his mature lover up in a smooth motion and instinctive she wrapped her legs around his waist. Mikhail grabbed his huge pole and moved it against her pussy. Now Bethany was really aroused and wasn't thinking about anything other than the tingling in her pussy. With a moan she slowly slid her pussy down his throbbing cock and felt so alive, as she heard her young lover groan. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and kissed him deeply. Mikhail held onto Bethany's ass as he slowly began to push his long hard pole in and out of her tight cunt. It was a slow and subtle fuck. Bethany pressed her pussy against his scrotum as she bent her upper body slightly backwards towards the water. Mikhail moved his left hand from her ass and cupped her full breasts as she was arching her back. First he played with her nipples, pinching and stretching them then he began to squeeze her tit flesh. That stroke a core in Bethany and she began to climax. Mikhail felt her pussy clamping his cock in rhythmic pulses as her nails dug into his shoulders. He kept on lifting his mature lover slightly off his long shaft, before he let her fall down and impale herself. It didn't take long before he felt himself explode and his cock started to pulsate inside Bethany's tight pussy. He shot load after load deep into her cunt and then he shuddered as he let his mature lover go. Bethany couldn't believe, what just had transpired between Mikhail and her. With a nervous look she sought out the girls. What had been an epic experience for her, had not even been noticed by them. She turned and smiled at her lover. He smiled back saying, "Thanks babe, that's what I needed." "I love you so much," Bethany blurted out. Mikhail knew, what he should respond, so he said, "Love you too, baby. Especially if you'll be topless on this holiday." Bethany just smiled, happy with his response. The rest of the day her bikini top was drying in the sun and she walked around topless. She had told the girls, that she only did it, because they were on a private island. Mikhail declared, that it would be his job to make sure she wasn't getting sunburned. Unscrupulous he often got up to Bethany and rubbed her full breasts with sun lotion in front of the girls. This revealed to Mikhail, that Bethany had become his mistress in every sense of the word. -- After a night with passionate lovemaking, Bethany woke up. She got out of the bed and just threw on a short black robe. Mikhail was still asleep and looked so handsome. Bethany hadn't told him about the pregnancy, but knew she couldn't delay it much longer. She walked out of the bedroom, looked in on the girls. They were still sleeping, so she decided to take a walk on the beach. Mikhail woke up and noticed Bethany was gone. As he looked out of the window he saw her down on the beach. A minute later he had join her. Bethany felt his presence before she saw him. She knew it was time to tell him. Mikhail leaned down and gave his mature lover a kiss. She looked so damn hot. Bethany looked into Mikhail's eyes and said, "I have something to tell you Mikhail." "Okay," he slowly replied. "I'm pregnant," she stammered and looked insecure up at her lover. Mikhail wasn't surprised. He had fucked this woman so often and so deep and after the first few times he had stopped pulling out. So he had sprayed his seed deep into her fertile womb. He had known, this would be the outcome and had already prepared, how to handle the situation. "You're pregnant with my child," he whispered. "Yes." Mikhail took his time before he said, "I don't know what to say. I never thought I would become a father." Bethany didn't know what to say. It was clear to her, that Mikhail was surprised. She was kind of hurt by this. She'd hoped, he would tell her things would be alright and that they were together in this. So she decided to be proactive and said, "I know it's a big surprise. I just found out some days ago. It's my responsibility and it's not as if we should get married." Mikhail thought, that Bethany acted as if she had known the script he had prepared, giving him the opening he wanted. He said, "It's our responsibility. But the reason why I hesitated has nothing to do with you or our child. My own childhood has scared me so much, I'm not able to thrive in your typical family situation. I'm afraid, I eventually would hurt you or the child. I'm just so afraid." Bethany's heart was about to burst as she heard his sincerity and the torrent emotions she saw on his face stirred her motherly affections. "Oh Mikhail. You've been so good around the girls, so don't worry." "Thanks, but my fear is not rational. I just know deep inside it sooner or later would destroy everything I care about. Damn my troubled and evil past." Mikhail exclaimed angry. Bethany got up and embraced her young lover. She was almost crushed as he hugged her tightly back with his powerful arms. She stood on her toes and whispered into his ear, "I love you so much, Mikhail. But I sense your pain and accept your reasons. How about we continue as we've done up till now. I'll live in my house with the girls and the baby and you'll come over, whenever you'll want to be with us." "Bingo," Mikhail thought and lifted his head and let a single tear trickled down his chin as he looked into his mature lover's beautiful brown eyes. She reached up and caress his chin and gave him a tender smile. "I like your solution. You don't have to worry about anything, I'll help you with money and so on," Mikhail whispered in a husky voice. "I'm so lucky to be with such a beautiful and smart woman." Bethany smiled and was also happy with the outcome of their conversation. The lovers kissed and hugged each other. -- Once again the puppet master had deftly pulled a string. -- The rest of the holiday was pure harmony. Despite the relative small size of the island, the girls took it upon them to explore it. Every day they went off for hours, before they came back and told Bethany and Mikhail about their discoveries. Bethany and Mikhail spent the days on the beach, where they almost constantly were involved in some kind of sexual activity. Several times they were almost caught by the girls, but they had lost all their inhibitions. -- On the plane home Bethany and the girls slept giving Mikhail some time to think. He'd succeed in seducing his dream woman and had knocked her up in the process. She was so in love with him, that she would accept anything, just to get to see him once in a while. Mikhail smiled at this. Then he thought back to his youth. Bethany Alden Worth had not been the only Hollywood star he'd dreamed about. Maybe he should see if he could seduce another star... -- This is the end of this storyline. Maybe it will be continued someday. Hetup