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The Alpha bet Ch. 01

By: extruepsico



Authors note: This is the first chapter of a series, from A to Z. So I hope you enjoy reading it, as much I've enjoyed writing it. And send some feedback about what you liked or didn't like. All comments will be taken in consideration, to improve my writing on the next chapters.

I have to thank Adam and Sarah for their help and motivation.

The story is totally fictional, and all the characters are over 18, and just a figment of my imagination. 

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Part 1 (The bet.)

It had been a long night, but it seemed that it would be over soon. 

The room was dark, the lamp only shed its light on the green cloth of the poker table, a big pile of chips sat in the middle, and the flop read 4 of clubs, king of hearts and 10 of diamonds. 

On the right side of the table, a big muscular hand, played with a couple of chips, picking them up, and putting them down, finally it stopped and threw them in the center pile, then reached for a small glass which was half full of a vintage whisky, lifted it up to the lips, brushing a little in the heavy beard.

The man was middle aged, bulky and had a black cowboy hat with a golden strip ,black satin shirt with golden embroidery and long sleeves, black denim jeans and black cowboy boots with golden spurs. 

The man took a sip and then put it back on the table. 

"5000," said the dealer. 

On the left side, a more delicate hand picked up the corner of the cards and then set them down, reaching for some chips it flicked them in the middle with no hesitation. 

"I call." 

The dealer picked the next card, set it on the table and turned it. 

"Turn card, 4 of hearts." 

A big smile started to breach through the thick beard. 

"All in!" a strong voice said. 

And with both hands, pushed the remaining piles forward. 

On the other side, there was a young man with a black baseball cap with a green clover, brown leather jacket, black t-shirt, dark blue denim jeans, and brown suede shoes. 

He had a different feeling however, the "cowboys" hidden below, were a good hand but, the smile on the other man's face, started to put doubts on his poker face. 

But this guy was a gambler, and he did his math, his full house was good enough, but even if his opponent had a pair of fours hidden, the river could bring another king and he would have the upper hand. 

So after he rubbed the side of his head and sunglasses, he decided.

"All in, lets see it." 

The bearded man picked up the fours and turned them upside on the table. 

The younger man on the other side showed his pair, and said, "Well, I figured, but I hope lady luck is on my side." 

"You need it son," said the older man, as he picked up, the glass. He took it to is mouth, and with one flick of the wrist, poured it all inside. After the glass was drained he lowered his hand onto the table hard and said, "Let's find out!" 

The dealer placed the final card on the table, and turned it. 

"River card, ace of spades." 

A look of dismay filled the young man's face, and across the table a loud laughter echoed. 

"It seems this lady has deserted you." 

This was the worst way the night could end. He came into this high stakes game to win, and repay his debt to the casino. 

The owner was the other man on the table, and now he started to rub is hands. 

"Well my friend, looks like you are in a bit of trouble. You started with a debt of $10,000, now it has doubled, and this was your deadline, so..." he leaned forward, and continued, "I don't know, how you can repay me!" 

Behind his sunglasses there was fear is his eyes, but he was trying to figure some way out of the hole he dug, and realized, he still had one card to play. 

He reached inside the pocket of his jacket, and grabbed a little black book. He threw it on the table, and said, "Poker of queens, I win!" 

The big bearded man, frowned looking surprised, but then changed into a smirk, and said, "Funny guy, I realize it's April fools' day, but you can't fool me that easy!" and shook his finger left and right. 

"Double or nothing!" the young man said in a very affirmative voice. 

"What do you mean by that?!" he leaned back on his chair, and pointed at the young man's face, "You lost pal!" and then pointed at book on the table, "And I don't think that little back book is worth $20,000." 

The young man kept is posture and gave a rebuttal, "That book has the names of dozens of girls I dated." he said pointing at the book, "And I bet you," now he pointed at the casino owner, "I can bring them over to your casino and make them earn $1,000 each," he said, picking $100 chips, "And then I'll give it to you, until I repay my debt!" he said, throwing the chips across the table.

The bearded man knew he was a real womanizer that drew the ladies like a powerful magnet, so he figured, it wouldn't be hard for him to do that part of the bet, but he still had to make them win $1,000 each, and that could prove to be more difficult, but not impossible, still he thought he could have a little more fun with it and still earn a little interest on that debt, so he proposed, 

"Ok, I'll take you up on that bet, but to make a bit more interesting, I have some conditions," he lifted his hand, and showing one finger for each one, he continued, "1st- You can only bring one girl per day, 2nd- You can't play with her money, only her, 3rd- You can only play one game per day, (ex: Poker, Blackjack, Roulette, Slots, Dice, etc), 4th- You must fuck them all in our private penthouse and we'll tape it just to make sure, and finally..." 

He lifted off his chair just enough to reach the black book, grabbed it and sat back, turned a couple of pages, then looked up and continued, "Since you want to play by the book," he said with a smirk, "5th- You have to follow the order of the alphabet, and bring only one for each letter, and it ends only when our cashier receives the $1000 chip they won." 

He heard it all and swallowed a frog, that would be harder than he thought, so he tried to make a counter offer. "Maybe, if I..." but was interrupted by the strong voice.

"No maybes, TAKE IT OR LEAVE IT!!!" he said as he hit his fist on the table.

The young man knew he had no other way out of this, so he did the only thing he could do at this point, he slowly lifted himself up off his chair, reached out, and said, "Can I have my black book back?" 

The other man answered, "Of course! You'll need it, and remember, if you don't follow the rules, the deal will be off, so I better write them down." 

He picked up the black book, that was lying on the table and grabbed a pen from the pocket of his black satin shirt, pushed the button on top, and after the click, he started writing on a blank page. 

Then he wrote the date and signed it, then dropped the pen and lifted his hand with his finger pointing at the young man, curled it, and said, "It's your turn." 

He moved towards the other end of the table, and when he got there, picked up the pen and signed below the owners name. He then closed the book and put it back on its jacket pocket, setting the pen back on the table. He turned and started to head for the door, but was interrupted by the strong voice. 

"Where are you going?" 

He stopped, turned and said, "I think we're done, right?" 

"Wrong! I still haven't told you the deadline." 

"Of course!" he lifted his hands to his forehead and immediately dropped them down, looking at the other man with an expression of anguish. 

"You have exactly one month, starting now!" he said with his finger sticking up, and then, pressing it down on the table, "To come up with the goods, or else my friends here," pointing at the two black goons who were standing by the door, "Will sent you to your mother in a little box, GOT IT?!" and pressed his finger on the young man's gut. 

"Don't worry, I'll give you what you want, even if have to screw my mother, to get it. OK?" he said angrily.

A loud laughter filled the room, and was followed by,"Whatever way you like," then raised his voice to say, "As long I get my money back!" he said, as he slammed his hand on the table, "Now get this piece of shit out my sight." 

With those words, one of the goons grabbed his arm, while the other opened the door. 

"Easy, easy, I know my way out," but he still was carried through a corridor and thrown flying out of a backdoor into an alley. 

Fortunately he crashed on top of some trash bags, with leftovers from the kitchen, and besides some stains in his clothes, he had no injuries. 

As he stood up on his feet, he realized a new day was dawning. 

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Part 2 (A man on a mission.)

He tried to get some sleep, but the details of the bet, were still going through his head, and he was trying to piece them all together. 

"Knock, Knock!" 

The sound of knuckles on the door, alerted him, and from under the covers he groaned, "What?!" 

"It's almost 6 p.m. son, and you're still in bed. Where were you last night?" his mother said while opening the door and walking in. She knew he was all grown up now, but it was just something all moms do. 

"Oh, shit!" he realized it was getting late and still had a lot of planning to do. 

"Watch your language young man!" she said with a reproving look. 

"Sorry mom, got to run!" and with a leap he sprang out off bed into the bathroom. 

After all the washing up, he went looking for the precious black book. It was in the pocket of his jacket as well as his cell phone. With one in each hand he jumped on the bed and started dialing. 

About a hour later he had already a dozen girls lined up across the alphabet but there were still many blanks to fill. 

Another hour had gone and the list was almost complete, this time only a handful of gaps were still on the list, but it was time to meet the first "victim", and so he went to get dressed to "kill". 

He was a very good looking guy, above 6'0"ft tall, tanned and trimmed. He wore a tight black t-shirt, showing off his abs and chest, a dark grey suit and some sleek black shoes. 

He picked the car keys from the dresser, then looked up to the mirror and winked. Then he adjusted his dark brown 007 style haircut, and caressed his clean shaved face.

He grabbed the sunglasses from the bedside table, placed them on his face, and pointed at the heart of his reflection, pretending to shoot the man on the mirror.

Then raised the index finger to his mouth, gave it a blow, then buried it down its pants pocket, and after a final glance rushed out of the bedroom. 

"Bye mom, don't wait up!" he said hastily, and before his mom could say anything the front door slammed shut. 

In the driveway sat a beautiful black mustang, which his mother gave him on his 18th birthday. He had always been a momma's boy, being a single child and all. 

His mother raised him on her own, since his dad never stepped up to the plate. Truth be told, she was still a teen when she got pregnant, so the guy didn't want to get that weight on his shoulders, and dumped her. 

He sat down behind the wheel and adjusted the rear-view mirror to glance again, as the convertible roof went down. He turned the key and the engine came alive, that growl was music to his ears. He loved to feel that raw power under him, and felt like a warrior riding his stallion into the battlefield. 

He put it in reverse, and backed up onto the road and after another loud roar, vanished in the evening traffic. 

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He drove up to the first girl's condo and parked right by the front door. He gave two honks and waited. About 5 minutes later she emerged from the gray tower building. Like him she too was dressed to impress. She was about 5'7"ft tall, and wore nothing more than a fiery red dress, and matching purse.

From the collar descended two pieces of sparkling cloth covering only her two pomegranates. They joined to form a V shape which flowed down to her waist, the bottom of the dress was a very short red shining fabric, going from her waist just to 5 inches over the end of her firm round butt, showing off her long thick legs, which stood on 5 inch red shiny stilettos. Her hair was dark brown, with locks of copper, and was long enough that it almost reached her big round breasts in front and in the back fell in waves that went from the back of her head down her shoulders and covered almost half of her bare back.

"Hi April!" he said, as he waved to her. 

"Hi Zach! Can't wait for our night to start!" she shouted and giggled as she approached the car. 

He got out off the car, and walked across the front of the ride, over to the other side, grabbed the handle and opened the door for her. 

"Always the gentleman!" she said as she landed her cherry lips on his, for a tender kiss. 

They broke it off after a couple of seconds, and he answered, "Always!"

He helped her get inside the car, as he closed the door leaned over to her ear and whispered, "You look like you're on fire!" 

And she answered, "I'm on fire alright, burning inside!" she said as she gave him a "killer" look, as he sat beside her. This time she grabbed the back of his head and sunk her tongue in his mouth, for a wet kiss. He realized she couldn't wait much longer and broke the kiss to say, "Let's go put that fire out!" 

He buckled up then shifted into gear and burned some rubber as he sped down the lane. 

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The waves of her hair flowing in the wind looked like flames bursting from a bush fire, and he could almost feel the heat erupting from her tanned skin. He reached for her thigh and as he touched her it sent shivers up their spines. For him it was because her soft skin was really hot, and for her it was because she was just waiting for his touch. She immediately pressed her right hand against his and started to move it up her skirt, they stared for a moment in each others brown eyes, and then he said, "You are really HOT!"

"I know, told you I was burning!", and with a look that seemed she was eating him with her eyes, she continued to move his hand up her legs until it reached her secret garden. In fact it wasn't that secret since there was just a little inverted triangle of pubic hair covering its entrance. She pressed his hand onto her mound and he slid his finger inside her. She let out a groan of desire. He could feel her pussy juices waterfall onto his fingers, and gave thanks they were arriving at their destination. He parked the car, in the casino garage, and then both rushed to the elevator.

After the door opened, he pressed the button with a (P). As the doors closed, she was climbing over him. Since she had no underwear, his hands grabbed her bare buttocks, and his mouth went searching for her hard nipples. She was moaning and groaning, and rubbing against his chest, and then said "OH GOD, I want you, so BAD!", in a pleading sigh. Fortunately the doors opened just in time and he rushed inside the penthouse, dropping her on her back on the king size bed.

The bed had a metal frame, so he knew it would survive all the rocking and knocking they were about to cause. The cover was white cotton, and the cushions and sheets were white satin. There was a mirror on the ceiling behind which was a camera, and on the other end of the wire was the casino owner watching all of this unfold on the screen of his computer. This could have been a porn film and no one would have known the difference.

He had stripped off her tiny dress, and she had taken off his jacket and t-shirt, by now his tongue was working unrelentingly on her big round breasts and purple hard nipples. Meanwhile, he had two fingers inside her slit, and his thumb rubbing her clit. All of this was too much for her and she shouted as high as she could, "OHHHHH YESSSSSS!!!" then crossed her legs, trapping his hand, and sunk her red nails into his back.

And now it was his turn to shout, "AHHHHHHHHH". This was a shout of pain though, as he felt her nails pierce through his skin. He lifted himself and tried to release his hand, as she squirmed and rolled her eyes. As the waves of pleasure were dying down inside her, she released his hand, and he used it to undress himself.

As she came back from her high, she looked at his naked body standing on the end of the bed, and whispered, "Come here, I want to feel your cock!"

He went around the side of the bed, and she crawled right up to his joystick, grabbed it and started to lick the tip, then slowly moved her tongue around it, and up and down, as it went down her mouth. He grabbed her head and started to push it down his shaft, until she started gagging. He pulled her head back, looked into her eyes and said, "Lick my balls!", and pushed her head back down. She did as he told her, and licked and sucked his bag of beans like a popsicle. After a while, he felt a tingling down there and gasped, "I'm cumming! I'm cumming!"

She brought her mouth to the tip of his cock, and with her right hand stroke it up and down, looked up to him and said in a childish manner, "I want my milkshake!"

He tried to laugh, but all he could say was, "OH MY GOD!", her incitement was all it took, and his balls squeezed and then started to pump his milk. She took his dick, inside her mouth and started to suck him hard, until the protein milkshake started fountaining out of his cock. She swallowed it all and after licking his cock clean, said, with a smile, "Mmmm, yummy!"

"I'm glad you liked it, cause now it's my turn to drink some pussy juice!", and as he said it, jumped on the bed, and dove right into the middle of her legs.

As he started to lick her big pink lips, she gasped, and then said "Oh baby, you make me feel so good!" and gently started to stroke the back of his head, pushing it down. He swirled his tongue all over her big lips, then when she spread her legs wider, he moved to her small lips and then into the love tunnel, sticking is tongue out as far as he could, to get all of her juices and quench his thirst, and finally, came out to suck and lick her very hard clit.

She was wiggling her legs around and still stroking his head, moaning and groaning until suddenly, she grabbed his hair, pulled his head up, and looking at him with devilish eyes, ordered him, "I want your cock, NOW!!!" 

He looked at her with astonishment, but after a couple of seconds, he felt his cock throbbing, and followed her order, with pleasure. He slid right into her bat cave, and started to pound her softly, picking up speed with each thrust.

In the middle of their groans, she gasped and said, "Yeah baby! Give it to me! Harder! HARDER!" He started to feel the tingling on his balls again, and that made him pound her even harder and faster.

She was arching her back, crossing her legs behind him, making him, go even deeper, and shouting, "OH YEAH! OH YEAH! OH YES BABY! I'M CUMMMIN'! I'M CUMMMMMMIN'!!!"

He couldn't hold it much longer and as she screamed, "AHHHHHH!!!", and sunk her nails on his back again, he exploded inside her, and kept pumping her, as tears, of a mix of pain and pleasure started to roll down his face.

He fell exhausted on top of her and dozed off, making up for the sleep he was missing from the night before. After a couple of minutes, of laying there motionless under him, she started to recover from the huge orgasm she had, and pulled back from him.  

She suddenly heard a snort, and realized he was sleeping like a log, so she gave him a peck on the cheek and headed for the bathroom, when she flicked on the lights she was amazed. It was a huge bathroom, with the walls and floor, made of pink marble, on the left side was an oval bathtub, in white porcelain, big enough to fit a couple side by side, with big scented candles on each corner of the outside rectangle. On the right side was a white porcelain washbasin, a big oval mirror with golden framing, behind which was another camera linked to the owners computer, and golden lamps on each side. On the far side of the bathroom, was a sliding door leading to a balcony, which also had access from another sliding door in the bedroom.


The Alpha bet Ch. 01



She turned the hot water on and sprinkled some bath salts until she was satisfied. She then went to pour a couple of glasses of champagne, then placed them on the side of the bathtub, and lit the candles. She hadn't enjoyed a bubble bath in while, so she intended to make it last, but she didn't have anyone to play with, since Zach was fast asleep. She went to her purse, took a battery powered replacement, and placed it in the edge of the tub, switched off the lights and slid under the bubbles.

She started to caress her legs, moving her right hand down to her knees, and then back up to her thighs, then took a sip of the bubbly nectar, and moved her hand to her big round breasts, moving it in circles, around the aureole, and over her perky nipples, she had her eyes closed and a soft smile on her face. As she worked on her nipples, her boiler fired up, and she slowly moved her hand downwards to the Bermuda triangle. Her gentle fingers, brushed her sex, and slid inside her, working like a piston on an engine, and picking up speed. Her aroused clit looked like a periscope peeking out from under the rough seas.

It was time for the little pink toy to get in the action, so she grabbed it and buried it inside her flooded vulva. She increased its speed, every few seconds, and with each twist she would go deeper, until it reached the max, and by now she was swirling it so it would reach the G spot, and her whole body was moving accordingly, which caused a storm in the warm water. The perfect storm was also forming inside her. Her right hand clenched around the toy which was swimming on her juices. The left ones pressed harder on her clit, until suddenly it was like the whole world stopped, as she felt an atomic bomb explode in her brain as the waves of intense pleasure rocked her body.

After the storm had settled and the world started moving again, she sipped the rest of the champagne and after a while she too dozed off.

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He woke up not knowing where he was, but after rubbing his eyes, it started to come back to him.

He looked around and didn't see the girl he came with, and started to panic, but then he smelled a floral scent mixed with melted wax, and followed it to the bathroom, he saw the bubble bath, and inside, the lovely girl he had enjoyed a good time with.

As she lay there she looked like the lady of the lake, sailing in a sea of tranquility. 

Looking at that beautiful picture, he started to sense his cock getting hard, but he quickly got over it as he remembered her nails and felt a little pain on his back. 

He noticed the flat screen on the other end of the tub, picked up the remote, did some zapping, and saw the time. It was past midnight, and he still had the second part of the task to attend to. He picked up the girl, sat her on the toilet, and started to dry her. As he did, she slowly started to wake up, and realize where she was.

After they ordered some food from room services, they dressed themselves again, and had a nice romantic dinner, then headed into the lounge, where they picked up cocktails, and after that they roamed towards the gambling area. It was backwards of what a date should be, but in fact this wasn't a date anyway. He had already filled her in on the bet when he called her on his cell to ask her out, at least a small part of it, but enough to persuade her to give him, the $1,000 she would win at the table. She didn't have any trouble saying yes to his request because then he would have to pay her back. While she wasn't interested in money, she had an idea of what she would ask him for.

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They wandered around the tables for a while, until she decided what she wanted to play, and decided to sit at the craps table. She changed $200, for 20 chips of $10, and got beginners luck. After a couple of throws she had already doubled her stack, but that wouldn't last long and as soon it came it went again. 

But after an hour at the table she started to get lucky again, and as she got luckier, she got bolder, and with a leap of faith bet all on the 10, if she won would be over the $1,000 mark, so this had to come true. She grabbed the dice, whispered something into her hand, and with that devilish look in her eyes, released them with a confident throw.

The two ivory cubes rolled across the table bounced off the wall and stopped.

She leapt as the croupier said the result, "Number 10, wins!" She tipped him with 2 chips, and then turned to Zach, who stood beside her all the time, and gave him a deep passionate kiss. Then with a smile from ear to ear, he picked up the chips from the table and holding her hand went straight to the cashiers. He handed the clerk a little black bag, which he poured on his desk. After making sure it was the right amount, he picked up the phone, mumbled a few words, and nodded, then hang up, and gave the client a piece of paper, it was a credit note for $1,000.

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They went back to the room to celebrate. So when they got there, grabbed the glasses from the side of the tub and filled them up, said "Cheers!", and swallowed all at once. Then she said with that devilish look in her eyes, "Its payback time!", and gave a couple of loud laughs.

He wasted no time and went back to the bedroom and started to undress himself, with a mix of resignation and fear, of what she had planned for him. He was a playboy, so he didn't like much when he was the one who was going to be played around with. But a deal is a deal and he had to suck it up. He went back to the bathroom, where she had stayed and while he undressed her, he wondered why she had felt so confident before throwing the dice, so he asked her, "What made you so sure, you would win that throw?"

"Because of what I whispered to the dice, when I hold them.", she said with a smirk.

"What was it? Can you tell me?" he asked with a question mark on his face.

"Don't worry, I'll tell you later, but now you have to please me!", and as she stood there in her birthday suit, she grabbed his right hand and pulled him into the bedroom. She sat on the edge of the bed, legs spread wide, and as she pulled his hand down said in mocking way, "Kneel, before your mistress!"

He obliged and she pushed his head against her wanting pussy, and ordered him, "Eat me up!", and fell with her back on the bed, with her legs up. He did as he was told and licked and sucked every bit of her cunt.

Then she surprised him, "I want you to lick my asshole and put a finger in it!" He started to realize where this was going, but followed her orders without a word. 

As the first finger slid inside her ass, she groaned, and then mumbled, "That's it baby, go deeper!" He then slid another finger inside her ass, and she groaned again. The thought of anal sex was becoming more evident, and his cock was already hard as steel, just waiting for its turn. 

She was thinking the same, and ordered him, "Give me my purse!" He lifted, and picked up the sparkling red bag, from the bedside table, then gave it to her, and went back to his position. She looked for something for a couple of seconds, and then said, "Here, this will help.", and handed him a little plastic bottle.

He grabbed it and read "Lube", there was no need to ask any question, so he opened it and poured a little on his hand, them rubbed his cock with it, poured a little on her asshole, and closed the bottle and threw it on the bed. He grabbed her thighs pulled her a little over the end of the bed, and aligned his cock with her asshole and started pushing his rod slowly and steady into her ass. It didn't take long to get his dick deep inside her butt, and start the pounding. She was moaning all along, but sometimes gave some squeals and growls.

"Hmmmmmm!... Oh Baby!... You are so BIG!"

His dick was about 6 inches, but it seemed bigger inside her tight asshole, as her cheeks squeezed it. She was trying to synchronize their movements, so he could go deeper, and was succeeding. By this time he was already moving at a pace of 80 mph, and his balls slamming against her dripping pussy. He put in an extra gear he never thought he had to push over 100 mph and that drove him over the edge. He exploded in a way he had never experienced before, there are no words to describe what he was feeling, as he pumped her anus with gallons of his cum that didn't seem to stop flowing from his hose.

When she felt that explosion inside her, it was like the one she had in the bubble bath, but now from another source. After he filled her tank, he once again dropped like a rock on top of her, and immediately was out cold.

Well, he should have been delighted with an awesome night. However, all good things must come to an end, and his dream was about to turn into a nightmare.

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Part 3 (Payback, is a bitch!)

She saw the opportunity and seized it. She went back to her purse to get something else. That little bag was like a box full of surprises. And what a big surprise, it was a 10 inch black dildo, and was going to enter unknown territory, more exactly the young man's asshole. And he never saw it coming.

She picked up the lube, spread it on the little black snake, then poured a lot on his glory hole. She moved quickly before he would wake up, and pushed the dildo hard inside him, and kept pushing to bury it in. He was still stunned with the mind boggling orgasm he just had, when he felt an uninvited guest moving in. He could only gather enough strength to turn his head back, and while he tried to turn over he asked, "What the fuck!!!"

She was sitting beside him, and she would have none of that. She moved over and sat on his back so he couldn't move, and answered his previous question.

"Well, if you wanna know what I whispered to the dice, I'll tell you." and looking down on him with those devilish eyes, shouted as loud as she could, " Your ass, is MINE! BITCH!!!" and slapped his buttocks hard. As the dildo was halfway inside his asshole, she then sat on top of the remaining half and drove it inside her pussy, bouncing up and down onto it, like a tramp on a trampoline.

He was appalled with the sudden turn of events, and felt so humiliated he lost all ability to fight back, the only thing he could hang onto was the fact that no one else knew this was happening, because he had forgotten the little detail of being recorded on tape.

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She had a score to settle with him since the prom. She had cried so much back then, that she never shed a tear after that, and promised herself no one would ever take advantage of her like that again. That was when she developed that devilish look.

She had bottled it all up inside her, but now the cork had popped. She started to cry again, as she started to tell him the ordeal he had put her through. She sobbed while telling him that she felt a piece of trash because the way he had dumped her, never looking back.

Well, it's a thousand years old tale, boy meets girl, boy kisses girl and tries to get into her pants.

Girl says NO! 

Then boy swears eternal love to her, and that they'll be happy together forever.

Girl gets wrapped up in the romance, and lets boy fool around.

After boy gets what he wants, drops the girl, like a bad habit, and goes off to chase another prey.

That about sums it up.

Now, that she had achieved the result, she had planned for, she got up, leaving the dildo where it was, went to pick up her dress, and while she dressed again, said to him, " I hope you've learned your lesson, and don't bother calling me again, because I'm done with you, ASSHOLE!"

After those words she picked up her purse, and left, slamming the door.

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He pulled the black fake cock out of his ass, and threw it as far as he could, then laid back on the bed. When he thought his night couldn't be much worse, he looked at himself in the mirror on ceiling and remembered being recorded on tape and felt destroyed. His whole reputation was at stake, but even worse was the fact that his mother might see the tape and realize that after everything she had taught him, he was the exact opposite. 

In fact, he was behaving, exactly, like is father. His father was also a womanizer, and did the same to his mother, taking advantage of her right after the prom and dropping her, on the spot. We all know that saying, "Like father, like son", but he never knew his father was like that. His mother had always told him that his father died in a fishing trip and his body was never found. She then built the image of a gentleman who had loved her very much and was taken away from her too soon. 

But blood is thicker than water, and eventually his genes took over. 

He was now oblivious to the world and felt like an invisible force was pulling him to the balcony. He stepped on the ledge, opened his arms, closed his eyes, and let go. 



The Alpha bet Ch. 02



Authors note: This is the sequence of chapter one, but also can be read as a separate story. Although I think you should read it for background. 

Feel free to comment in a constructive way. 

I'm always open to suggestions, and appreciate the feedback. 

Hope you enjoy it. 

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Part one 

The joke is on you 

The penthouse stood only three stories high, above the pool, like what you would expect in a small town hotel and casino, so the nose dive, only lasted a few seconds, but before hitting the body of water, he still had the reflex of bringing the hands to cover his face, but otherwise the whole body hit flat on the surface, making a huge splash. 

As he hit the water, he fell unconscious, and just laid there in the middle of the blue rectangle, for a couple of seconds, until he opened his eyes and realized he was lying on the floor of his bedroom soaking wet on his sweat and water from a glass which was now shattered around over him. 

He was still trying to make sense of it all, when his mother burst into the room. 

"What happened here!? Are you ok?" her mouth remained open, as she looked down to the site where her boy lays in his boxers, covered in a mix of water and glass. 

"Umm...mom...what...what...what..." he was still a bit groggy and rubbing his eyes. 

"That's what I want to know? Look at you! What in heavens sake happened?" she frowned. 

"It seems I had a nightmare...a terrible nightmare...which...is fortunately over." he sighed with relief. 

"Well ok, then let me get a mop to clean up that mess, and be careful with the glass." and she went to the kitchen. 

"Sure mom." he picked up a sock and gently brushed the tiny pieces of glass off his body. 

After that he lifted back onto the bed, and just sit there gathering his thoughts. 

His mother came back with a broom, a mop and a bucket. She wondered what kind of nightmare had caused that. 

"What were you dreaming about?" she was now on her knees picking glass with plastic gloves. 

"Well it was a nightmare, I'm glad it's over, and I don't want to think about again, OK!" and let out another sigh. 

"Ok then, it's almost lunch time, are you coming down or do you have other plans?" she was now mopping up. 

"You can count me in for lunch, I don't have any plans for now." he stretched back on the bed, realizing it was drenched in sweat. 

"By the way mom, the bed also needs a change." he grinned. 

"You can help me with that after lunch, but the sheets can go to the washing machine. Bring them when you come down." she looked around to see if she missed any pieces of glass. 

"Ok mom, I'll be down in a jiffy" he start to pull the sheets onto a pile. 

"Put your slippers on, this room isn't safe until I vacuum." she squeezed the mop, and left. 

After a quick shower, he changed and went down to lunch. 

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He looked at his phone to see the date, it was April 1st, which meant that the nightmare was just is mind playing a April fools' trick on him, and that was it. 

He grinned at that thought, and supposed the bet was also a figment of his imagination. So after lunch he went straight to his jacket pocket and took the little black book. 

He hoped for a blank page, but instead he found a set of rules in the casino owner's handwriting. 

RULES 

1st- You can only bring one girl per day, 

2nd- You can't play with her money, only her, 

3rd- You can only play one game per day, (ex: Poker, Blackjack, Roulette, Slots, Dice), 

4th- You must fuck them all in our private penthouse and we'll tape it, just to make sure, and finally, 

5th- You have to follow the order of the alphabet, and bring only one for each letter, and it ends only when our cashier receives the 1000$ chip they won. 

This was for real, so he frowned and decided to get to work and started to call girls to set the dates. Of course the first he called was April, since he wanted to find out how she would react to him. 

So he dialed and waited, the phone gave a couple of beeps and then voice mail answered, he left a message and continued to booty call. 

After he set up a couple of dates in alphabetical order, the phone rang. 

"Hi April, how'd you been!" he was trying to sound natural, disguising his nervousness, but instead of a warm welcome she immediately started shouting at him so hard, he had to move the phone away from his ear. 

"Ok then, I'll cut trough the chase, I want to make it up to you." at that the shouting stopped. 

"Look I want to take you out on a date and right the wrong, can I have a second chance?" the silence was only disturbed when she started to cry. 

"I'm sorry, I know I was an asshole, but I want to make amends." after a deep breath she said ok in a very timid voice. 

"Today, are you free" he knew it was spring break so he was expecting a positive answer. He heard her mumble. 

"I know it's a little short notice, but I don't want to wait any more time to do something I should have done along time ago." he was now more confident and that showed, his listener was going along. 

"I'll make it a date you'll never forget, including a penthouse and massage, so what do you say, do you wanna be my date?" again the silence filled the air, until she dropped a bomb. "I'm pregnant, you bastard! Do you even love me?" he froze. 

Suddenly he was in the eye of the storm, but not for long. 

As she insisted. "Do you love me or not?" 

His brain was a vacant place, nothing roamed that wilderness. Until his mind played another trick on him. Like a rider of the apocalypse a phrase stormed in and charged out of his mouth. 

"I do! Do you want to marry me?" he couldn't believe he just said that and stood there mouth wide open in awe. 

She was now sobbing, but mumbled a soft and loving, "I do! I love you too!" 

"It's a date then, I'll pick you up at seven. Dear fiancee!" and he dropped the phone and fell in the bed like as if he had been shot in the head. 

The young man was mesmerized with what just had happened. His mind was playing tricks on him. So he went in the bathroom and decided to cool things off. 

He put his head in the shower, opened the cold water and let it run, until he started to shiver, turned off the water and just sat on the edge of the tub, holding his head. 

He went to get his stash of pot, to trip out and forget what just had happened. 

He lit the joint and hold it there, staring at it, he realized that could be the reason was turning into a trickster, and without hesitation flushed it and all the weed that was left. 

As he watched it down the whirlpool, he felt relief. 

He needed to sleep but was afraid to have another nightmare, so he thought getting drunk would take care of that. 

He went to the liquor cabinet, and took a bottle of vodka, and another one of tequila and an ice bucket which he filled up in the fridge and headed to his room. 

He closed the door, sat on the edge of the bed then poured both bottles into the bucket and drank till he passed out. 

When his mother entered the bedroom, the smell of alcohol was enough to make anyone tipsy, so when she saw her boy on the mattress and found the empty bottles lying on the floor was like someone had ripped her heart out off her chest. 

The horror of the scene was stamped on her face, "Oh no Zack, what have you done?!?" she cried as she launched herself on the bed slapping his face. 

But he wasn't giving any signs of life, so she grabbed the phone from the ground and frantically dialed 911. 

As soon as the paramedics got there they rushed him to the Hospital, and left him there in alcoholic coma. 

Fortunately his mother had found shortly after he blacked out, so he would be fine in a couple of days. 

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Part two 

The other life 

He saw his father waving at him from the distance, he had a fishermen hat and jacket and light blue jeans. 

He started walking towards him and picked up the pace as he got closer, throwing himself in his arms in an everlasting hug that was long overdue. 

He cried, " I've missed you so much Dad!" 

"I Know son, I Know!" he whispered in his ear, and then gave him a kiss on cheek. 

"Where are we?" the room was very bright like if it was filled with floodlights. 

"The only thing I can tell you is that your life is not over yet, cause now you've got another life to take care of, and remember if you think only about yourself, you'll end up alone facing the mirror and wishing that you've done things another way. Goodbye son, I'll be watching over you" the lights suddenly shut down and he felt a chill up his spine. 

A flash of light lit up the room and then it was dark again, another flash and darkness, another flash and a thumping on his chest and the room got flooded with light again, but a vortex was now pulling him away from that room and lights fade until they were just a bright spot in a far away distance. 

Then he started to ear some voices, but he couldn't understand what they were saying, slowly he recognized one, an anguished feminine voice was calling his name, "Zach, Zach, Thank God! I thought I lost you!" she hold his face kissed his forehead and then cried for a while with her head on her hands. 

He dozed off. 

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The night was calm, a spring breeze danced among the leafs of the oak tree outside the window. 

He sat on the bed and looked around. He was in a hospital room, and his mother was sitting beside his bed, sleeping. 

He didn't knew the time but it was either dusk or dawn, cause the sky had a mix of colors from dark blue to soft pink. 

He tried to get up to go to the bathroom, but found he was hooked to a bag of saline, and as he pulled an alarm went of waking up his mother. 

Startled she looked to the bed and found her son wide awake and looking at her. 

"Morning Mom, sorry bout that!" he wiggled his hand shaking the tube. 

"Morning Zach! What were you trying to do?" she asked still a little sleepy. 

"I was trying to go to the bathroom!" he grinned. 

"Not that, I meant why you're in the hospital?" she straightened up in the chair. "I don't know!" and shrugged his shoulders. 

"You were trying to kill yourself, and me in the process!" she argued. 

"What?!?" a question mark formed in his face. 

"You almost drowned in alcohol, if I had found you a couple of minutes later, we probably wouldn't be talking right now." she stood up and leaned on the bed. 

"Why?" he asked with curiosity. 

"That's what I would like to know?" she was now looking upset. 

"Look Mom, I don't remember what happened, but while I was out I saw Dad!" he stared at her looking for a reaction. 

"Who?!?" she leapt back from the bed with surprise. 

"Dad. It was probably one of those near death experiences stuff." he now sat at the edge of the bed looking straight in her eyes. 

"Oh, I see." she sighed. 

"He told me that if I think only about myself, I'll end up alone facing the mirror and wishing that I've done things another way. Then he said goodbye , and that he'll be watching over me." he said it all with a very calm voice. 

Those words hit a nerve on her and she thought for a while, but then she decided it was time to tell him the truth. She had almost lost him and she didn't knew why but bringing the truth out would probably clear things up. 

So she closed her eyes and swallowed dry, and when she opened them said, "Look soon, I've got something I need to tell you" she paused to gather strength to break the seal of the Pandora's box. 

"What's wrong?" he knew something was up and probably not a good thing. 

"I want you to listen to all that I'm going to say, without questions, and don't judge until you ear it all, ok?" she said with a trembling voice. 

"Ok Mom. Whatever it is, you know I love very Much!" he said with a soft smile. 

"I know son, and that's why I want you to know that what I did was because I loved you very Much too" she cleared her throat and continued " Ok, here goes. Your father is not dead..." 

"Not Dead!!!" his jaw fell. 

"I told you to don't interrupt me." she warned. 

"Like I was saying, he's not dead, well not that I know, and I don't know anything about him since the day I told him I was pregnant..." 

"OH NO!!!" he took his hands to his astonished face. 

"This is difficult as it is, without you keep interrupting me!" she raised her voice. 

"Now let me finish. He abandoned me with bearing a child and to make matters worse my folks also kicked me out, saying I was a slut and more. So I had no other way out then to get out of that hell hole and restart my life somewhere else." she was now in tears, but continued, " The reason I built that image of that loving father was because, the real one had hurt me so deep that I made up that prince charming and fell in love with him, although he was nothing but a figment of my imagination, but when everyone around despise you, an imaginary friend seems a very valuable option." 

Those words were said among many tears and sometimes not very clearly, but the message was clear. She ended by saying. 

"And that is the truth, I'm sorry about that, but that's just how things happened." she cleaned her tears with a tissue and looking at him asked, "Did you want to say something?" 

"Yes, I did." his face had gone from astonishment to resignation, and now was turning into a maze. 

"Maybe Dad, is dead. I don't know, but now I understand what he told me. He was warning me not to follow his footsteps because that's exactly what I'm doing" he said bluntly. 

"What you mean by that?!?" she was astonished. 

"I mean you are going to be a grandmother, that's what I mean!" he sounded rhetorical. 

"Oh my god! How is that possible? How did it happen? When? Why, why, why are you doing this to me!!!" she angrily shouted holding her head in her hands about to freak out. 

"I'm sorry Mom! I didn't meant to get you so upset, but like the way you said before that's just how things happened, and I was clueless until I had that nightmare and called April. When she called back gave me the news, and that's how I ended up here." his face had become sad with the realization of the coincidence. 

"April, isn't the girl you went to prom with?" she lifted her eyebrow. 

"The one and only" he grinned. 

"Do you love her?" her face turned serious. 

"I guess, since I already proposed." he answered ironically. 

"WHAT!!!" she stepped backwards like if someone had punched her. 

"And she accepted, so...that means...we're engaged!" he said with a smirk. 

"Well, I see you don't waste any time!" she was now beyond caring and just went with the flow. 

"Yeah, just like my 'boys'!" he laughed. 

"Like father, like son" she said shaking her head. 

"Hey, not so fast. I'm gonna make a honest woman out of her!" he said pointing to the ring finger. 

"You'll need a ring to make it official then." her face was suddenly filled with disappointment. 

"What's with the face?" he was puzzled. 

"I just wished your father was half the man you've turned into." she sighed. 

"Well, I guess you'll have to thank my mother for that!" he smiled ironically at her. 

"Oh, I guess so." she smiled back at him, and walked to the bed where they hugged until they could whispering " I love you" into one another. 

There was an irony in all that had happened that day, April fools' was supposed to be the day people would fooled you with little lies, but it turned out to be the day the big truths have been discovered. 

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Part three 

The date 

April 2nd, was the day April would give him a second chance. 

When he got back home from hospital, later that day his mother handed him the phone, and told him. 

"There's someone that has been very worried about you, since you didn't showed up last night. Go ahead." her loving smile was all the encouragement he needed. 

He was eager to ear her voice, just as much as she was, and when she picked up, the first words he said were, "I LOVE YOU!" she immediately started crying. 

"Well, my mom already told you what happened, so I want to apologies about that, and I'll promise you that the old Zach died yesterday, and today you're talking to a new man, the man who is going to marry you, and build a family and a home with you, if you still want me." his voice was candid and truth was not so difficult to speak after all. 

Her answer was short and sweet, "I'll love you till the day I die, dear fiance." 

"I still owe you a date so why don't you come over and we'll make the best of it, and besides there is something I want to tell you face to face" his voice was now low and grave. 

Somewhat surprised by the change of tone she answered a little unsure, "Ok honey, I'll be right over." 

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About a half an hour later she parked her minivan on his driveway. 

He greeted her at the door with a soft and sweet kiss, that turned into a deep passionate embrace, turning two into 1. 

That was interrupted by the sound of his mother clearing her throat. 

"Hi Ms.Thompson!" an embarrassed smiled filled her face. 

"Hi April, I was looking forward to see you! Come in." she swayed the door wide open and kissed her as she walked in. "Let me look at you!" she grabbed her hands and just stood there a while admiring the young beauty her son had found. 

The young girl was really beautiful, her light brown hair cascaded to her shoulder and down her back, her hazelnut eyes sparkled and her pale skin glowed. She had a V neck sleeveless shirt, and a short black skirt, black stockings and shinny black shoes with low heels. 

Zach felt like the odd man out and slammed the door to bring her out off her trance. 

"Zach! Watch your manners!" she gave him a disapproving look. 

"Sorry mom, but you're looking at her like she was like a Tussauds wax figure!" he grinned. 

"Sorry bout that April, but I was trying to figure how my granddaughter would look like" she said with a spark in her eyes and a smile on her face. 

"Not so fast Mom. How do you know it's not going to be a boy?" he pouted. 

"You know Zach, women have a sixth sense, and they're hardly wrong!" she pouted back. 

"Well Mom, if you'll excuse me I've something important to tell my fiancee" he grabbed her hands and headed upstairs. 

"Will you stay over for dinner April" she asked following them to the top of the stairs. 

"Probably!" she managed to blurt out before Zach slammed his bedroom door shut. 

"YOUNG MAN!!!" she yelled. 

He opened the door again just enough to stick his head out saying "Sorry Mom, I know!" and closed back the door and turned the key. 

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April was siting on the edge of the bed, hands on her lap and an intrigued face. 

"So, what did you want to tell me face to face?" her eyes got wide with curiosity. He walked to the bed and sat beside her, grabbed her hands and looked straight into her eyes, "What I'm about to tell you is very serious and there's no way around it. Although I'm the same person as yesterday the moment you told me you were pregnant my life changed, I think it happens to everyone, but for me it meant that a piece of me died and I'm somewhat relieved, because the Zach who died was selfish, self centered in a few words a spoiled brat. So its no surprise he did some things without caring for the consequences, but now its time for the new Zach to deal with them." he stood up and picked up his black book from his jacket. 

She was listening to it all silently and with apprehension. 

He sat back beside her and was now shaking, he took a deep breath and continued, "I've done some very stupid things in my life, but this one tops them all" he opened the book on the page displaying the rules of the bet, and handed it for her to read. "Go on read it and weep." 




The Alpha bet Ch. 02



She was surprised with his last remark, and braced herself for the news she was about to receive. She read it slowly and her faced turned somber and her heart sunk with each phrase. When she finished she was speechless, motionless, a real Tussauds figure looking into the void. 

He started to get scared as the minutes passed and she remained still. 

So he decided to break the ice with a kiss and leaned in. 

Her lips were cold and when he pressed was suddenly pushed a way with a hard slap falling with his back on the floor. 

A chill went down her spine, and suddenly she came alive and with a vengeance launched at his throat squeezing it hard. 

He was caught by surprise by her actions and tried to ease her grip, and tried to calm her down but she was possessed and he was going to pay. 

Finally his bigger strength overcame hers and he restrained her hands against his chest. He gasped for air and then pulled her on top of him, trapping her, with his arms around her back. 

He held her tight, as they both started to cry. 

"I'm sorry baby, I'm so sorry!" he sobbed. 

"You bastard! I hate you! I hate you!" she squirmed. 

He let her go and just started pleading. "Please April, let me fix it, you know I'll do it, I'm a changed man, I love you so much, and I love our child, God gave me a second chance, so please give me a second chance too" he managed to get on his knees and had his palms pressed together over his chest. 

She looked down on him and was moved. 

The way he expressed his love for their unborn child did it, but being brought up in a religious home the part about God helped too. 

She sat back in the bed, and grabbed the covers to wipe her tears. 

He noticed her change of heart, walked on all fours and climbed back on the bed. 

She picked up the black book which was lying in the bed, went through it and stopped at page with the rules. 

She ripped it out and gave it to him. 

He grabbed it, and she went through the rest of the pages tills the end. 

With an angry look she started to turn all the pages into confetti. 

He saw with dismay the awful scene, but didn't try to stop her. 

When she was satisfied she threw the leather cover away, that was all that was left of his black book, but she wasn't over yet. His mother had left the vacuum near the door and she put it to work. 

After all the tiny pieces of paper were in the bag, she told him to follow her. She turned the key, opened the door and headed for the bathroom. 

She dumped the content of the bag into the toilet and flushed it a couple of times, until it was all gone. 

Then with a look of satisfaction of seeing her task complete, went back in the bedroom. He followed her like a puppy and sat back on the bed. 

This time she was calling the shots and had no intention to negotiate. 

"Look mister, let's get one thing straight, I'm going to let you repay that debt but it's going to be on my terms, you ear me!" her voice was harsh. 

"The way this is going to play out is this, I know you have to follow those rules, but now the girls that you'll be taking to that den of iniquity will be total strangers to you, and you can't show any affection towards them. Consider it a dirty job that someone's got to do it." she sounded resolute. 

He heard it all, and processed it. 

"Are we clear?" she inquired. 

"Yes Ma'am!" he retorted. 

"You better, cause I'll have the video proofs to make sure you don't break my rules, but just in case I'll write them down for you" she grabbed the piece of paper she had tore from the former black book and wrote on the back side of the other rules. 

When she was done she gave him the piece of paper, "Guard these with your life, your you'll have no life" her words were cold, but the atmosphere was about to get warmer. 

"Now, you still owe me a penthouse and a massage" she grinned. 

He was happy to see her mood lighten up, and started to feel more at ease. 

"Well, I don't know about the penthouse but I can give you a massage, if you want?" he was now starting to loosen up. 

"I guess we can save the penthouse for our honeymoon, but I could use that massage right now." and started to roll up her shirt. 

"Your wish is my command, my princess!" he grinned. 

He pulled the covers back and went to the bathroom to get the baby oil. 

When he came back she was in front of the mirror making a pony tail, topless, wearing just black lace panties. 

His heart started racing, and he almost dropped the small bottle looking at that sight. 

"Are you ready to make it up for me?" she turned and flashed her beautiful round breasts, before she laid on the bed facing down. 

"Of course my princess, now just close your eyes and relax." he said in a soothing voice. 

He straddled her and lubricated his hands, then placed them on her shoulders, making soft movements up and down and around her shoulder blades. 

"Hmmm, that feels good. I needed that." she sighed. 

He moved his hands down and rubbed both sides of her torso. 

"Umm...aahhh...good hands." she moaned. 

He went further down, and fondled her lower back. Then moved his hands all the way up to her neck, and slowly slide back down, repeating this a couple of times. 

He stopped at the edge of her panties, and got up. 

He sat at the end of the bed and tickled her bare feet. 

"Stop it, you're making me nervous!" she giggled. 

"Just wanted to see if you were sleeping." he grinned. 

"Get back on the job, you had your fun!" she pouted. "Yes my princess, it will be my pleasure." he laughed. 

"My pleasure, you mean!" she laughed back. 

"Yes, I aim to please!" he giggled. 

He placed his hands on her soles, and fondled them. 

He continued caressing them in circular motions in the places he knew would arouse her. 

And shortly she started to shudder. 

He kept stroking her magic spots until she started to moan. 

"Hmmm...hmmm...you naughty boy...you're playing with fire." she squirmed. 

"Maybe I want to get burned!" he grinned. 

"If you keep doing that, there a good chance that I'll have to get a hose." she grinned. 

"My mom always told me; don't start something that you know you can't finish" he laughed. 

His mother was right on cue and shouted from the top of the stairs. 

"Dinner is ready!" she could see the naked girl on the bed through the door slightly ajar. 

"Speaking of the devil!" he grunted. 

"Well, are you gonna finish what you started?" she smirked. 

"Truth is, I'm getting hungry. So I better get something to eat!" he smirked back. 

"Well maybe you can find something tasty for starters" she was now on her back fondling her breasts. 

"Hmmm, a nice cake with a cherry on top would be nice." he laughed. 

He launched on the bed and went straight for his meal. 

His mother was still watching and when she saw him licking the girls nipples moved to shut the bedroom door. 

He heard her footsteps and looked at the door. "I have my mouth full right now, so I think I'll skip it" and turned back to his candy as the door closed. 

"Your mother was watching?" she mumbled with eyes closed. 

"Just for a while, I guess she likes your body as much as I do." he joked. 

"What?!?" she opened her eyes, and gave him a puzzled look. 

"I was just kidding!" he laughed. 

In fact he was right, but neither he nor his mother would admit it. 

He moved down to her belly and started kissing it softly. 

She reached his head and fondled his hair. "I love you." 

"I Love you both" and threw a kiss. 

"You've changed my life" she started tearing. 

"You've changed my life too" he moved up and gave her a deep passionate kiss. 

She responded in fashion and started to move her hands up his shirt pulling it off. 

He took the hint and unbuttoned his shorts and pushed them down. 

His hand moved up between her legs and grabbed her soft mound. 

"Hmmm" she sighed. 

He rubbed the fabric for a while, and started to feel a wetness soaking it. 

"Hmmm, baby that's it" she groaned. 

He moved his hand inside her panties, and his fingers found her valley, moving up and down and all around. 

"I'm getting hungry again" he groaned. 

"Hmmm...hmmm...go on baby...eat me!" she pushed his head down. 

He happily obliged and went straight to her panties. He grabbed the sides and tugged them down her beautifully shaped legs. 

When his tongue touched her rose, she felt a jolt through her body. 

He kissed and licked every inch, as his hands were hard at work on her purple hard nipples. 

Then he darted his tongue inside her pussy and swirled it. 

She opened her legs wider allowing him to go deeper. 

He followed her move and stretched it as far as he could inside her. 

"Oh my god, that's so good!" she panted. 

She started to move her hips up and down, to fuck his face. 

His hands slid down from her nipples and went around her back to squeeze her butt cheeks, and help her motions. 

His tongue was now focusing on a little rose bud at the top of her slit, it was hard and each time he touched it, shivers went up her spine. 

"Oh baby...you're so bad...making me feel so good...hmmm!" she moaned. 

"So bad, huh...I'll show you who's bad!" he smirked. 

He licked one finger and buried it insider her asshole. 

"Whoooaat is that?!? she growled. 

"I was just being bad!" he laughed. 

"Oh you little devil!" she grinned. 

"Do you want me to get worse!" he joked. 

"I'm not sure what you mean" she panted. 

"Then I'll have to show it" he stood up and tugged his boxers down, he shook and they fell on the floor. He was now holding his hard dick and with a smirk, he said, "What I was trying to say, is that my little friend here wants to play." 

"I wouldn't call that little!" she grinned. 

"You're right, he's all grown up now!" he grinned back. 

"So, what does he want to play with?" she was curious. 

"Well, I think he wants to kiss those beautiful lips." he threw a kiss. 

"Ok then, lets get better acquainted." she cheered. 

"Well, this is little Willy, and about you?" he joked. 

"Nice to meet you Willy, I'm April. Now get over here so I can greet you properly." she demanded. 

"Nice to meet you too, Miss April!" he laughed as he walked towards her. 

"Now, give us a kiss!" she pouted. 

She gave a soft kiss on the tip of the red mushroom, and then slowly licked around. 

"Hmmm...nice kiss" he sighed. 

"There's more where that came from." she joked. 

"Then please be my guest." he rubbed his cock on her lips. 

"We should always make our guests fell right at home." and with that she took his hard shaft inside her mouth and started to suck. 

"Hmmm...home sweet home." he moaned. 

"Umm...Umm...Umm" was all she could say with her mouth full. 

"That feels good baby!" he groaned. 

After a few minutes of sucking and licking he was ready to go the extra mile. 

"You know hunk, I think Willy wants to ride the rollercoaster." he panted. 

"OK!" she let go and a string of drool stretched from her mouth to the tip of his cock, as far as it could as he backed away. 

He sat on the side of the bed and she laid back and spread her legs. 

"Come here." she grabbed his hand and pulled him on top of her. 

They kissed long passionate kisses wrapped on each other's arms squirming. 

His cock found its way between her thighs and was poking her mound, until she lend a hand to guide him home. He thrust his manhood inside her and she gasped. 

"Oh yes...give it to me!" she panted. 

He rocked his body against hers in soft waves amidst kisses and caress. 

They synchronized their movements and after a while they were as one. 

The waves of pleasure filled their bodies, their scents combined to form a perfume of love, they were performing the original sin and their love was palpable, no one could separate the two as they melt into one. 

The climax was near and the room was now a concert of moans, each one more eager than the one before, until they gave a primal scream in chorus. 

"Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!" they cried. 

Their movements slowed and eventually stopped. 

They remained in a loving embrace, he still inside her, and kissed goodnight. 

Before he fell asleep, he brought his palms together against his chest and thanked God for that second chance.



The Alpha bet Ch. 03



Authors note: This is the sequence of previous chapters, with a little reminiscence at the end.  

Tell me what you think.  
 
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Part One  
(The treat)  

That night they would have a second round of make-up sex, and that was the best treat he could get after the train wreck of a day he had just endured.  

He had woken up and went to the bathroom, his hangover had passed and his semi rigid limb was ready to play again and this time it wanted to have a workout.  When he got back on the bed, he was a happy to see the half naked body of his princess.   She was laying on her right side, and facing the wall, and her beautiful round butt was mooning him.  The spot near her waist was so soft that felt like he was caressing the feathers of a swan.  

"Mmmmmm..." she moaned.  

He continued to stroke her silky skin, on circular motions, and was just happy to do that for a while since the gentle friction of their skins was so pleasurable and relaxing.  Then he cuddled up to her and started covering her neck and shoulders with soft and loving kisses.  

"Mmmmmmmmm..." she moaned again.  

When he got close to her, his dick rubbed against her butt cheeks.  This fired up its engine.  The brain got the notice and sent a message to his hand, which slid down a bit to fondle her round plum.  

"Mmmmmmm..." she  moaned once again.  

He started to lower himself and kissed and licked all over her back, then he a made a move.   His hand drifted down on her soft skin until it reached her lunar crater, and then he licked one finger and as he licked her spine from the neck down he slid his finger on her puckered hole.  

"Woooooaaaaaaaahhhht...are...you...doing?" she panted.  

"Gettin' ready to play!" he teased.  

"Play on, then." she sighed.  

He removed the finger, but continued licking in a downward movement from the end of her spine over the crack of her cheeks, and over her black hole, until it reached her luscious mount Venus.   He slurped her hot volcano, and the upside down triangle on top looked like a cloud of  smoke erupting from it.  

"Hmmmmm, that's it baby!" she moaned still half asleep.  

He continued his ministrations and started to taste some lava oozing out  of the furnace.  

"Mmmmm...ummm...hmmmm..." they both moaned.  

His cock was demanding to taste it too.   He crawled up the bed and laid beside, spooning her ass, and embedding his probe in the entrance of the wormhole.  

"Mmmm...Mmmm...Mmmm..." he moaned while thrusting in rhythmic moves until a helping hand pressed it into the dark damp cave.  

"Ahh..." she sighed as it eased in.  

Once inside it, Willy felt right at home.  His hands were scooping her round melons squeezing the stub, and hers were rubbing the anthill sending swarms of electric pulses all over her body on their way to the brain.  Willy was going around the bat cave looking for the button that would reveal the hidden treasure.  The movement of their hips increased and the fondling got lewd.  

"Hmmm...oh baby...I love it...Ummmmm..." she panted.  

With her encouragement, he lowered the hands to her thighs and tightened his grip shoving the full length of his cock inside.  

"Hmmmmm...that's it...go...deeper...deeper...hmmm...fuck me good...ummm..." she groaned.  

"As you wish!" he panted.  

He gathered is strength before a change of pace that drove his balls against her slippery pussy, time and time again.   At the same time all hell was breaking loose inside her caused by the jolts of raw current that went through her body from her clit and lighting up a brainstorm in her wobbly head.  

Then Willy found what it was looking for, and when he touched the G spot, the hidden treasure was revealed, but of course when he took the prize, the cave started to crumble around him, and he headed for the exit.  

But he couldn't make it, or better, he decided to stay and lavish on the river of honey that was filling it.  It was unavoidable and the tingling in his balls meant that he was about to cum. His cock swelled and the muscles of her vagina did the same hugging it and squeezing it eagerly to get its juice.  

"I'm cummmin' baby..." he panted.  

"Me too..." as all she could say.  

And again like a synchronized team they both came.  

"Ohhhaaaaaaaaahhhhh!!!" they groaned in unison.  

He spurted a couple ropes of cum into her wanton pussy as she clamped it to keep it all inside like a carnivorous plant.  Willy drowned in his own cum and hers, but he didn't want to be anywhere else.  

They shared "I love you's" and kissed goodnight again, to rest their spent bodies till the morning.  

~~~~~~~~~~  

Morning came, and the sunlight beaming through the window filled the room, beginning the end of the lovers dreams.   A knock on the door finished the job.  

"Good morning!" his mom said opening the door.  

"Morning, mom." he grunted opening his eyes.  

"Are you two lovebirds, gonna stay in bed all day? It's half past nine, so it's about time to get up for breakfast." she requested with a smile.  

"Yes mom, we're coming" he rolled over and sat on the edge of the bed.  

"Morning, Ms. Thompson." April yawned and then smiled back.  

"Good morning, honey!" she cheered.  

"Morning Princess!" he leaned back to give her a passionate kiss.  

"Morning Willy!" April giggled.  

"Willy?!?" his mom asked with a puzzled face.  

"Never mind, Mom. She's just teasing me" he grinned.  

"Oh, I see. Well, I'll be waiting for you two lovebirds downstairs, to catch up, since we didn't have a chance to chat last night. Don't be long." she picked up the vacuum from beside the door and left.  

They got up and headed for the bathroom.  

"I'm gonna take a shower, you joining me?" he smirked.  

"Only if you promise to behave!" she pouted.  

"Yeah, yeah, will do." he sounded less than convincing.  

"Hmmm...you better, cause I'm sore." she whined.  

"Oh...ok then." he responded, resigned.  

Still he made the best of it, groping and licking all over, as much as he could where she allowed him.  

After that, they dressed and went to the kitchen for breakfast.  

~~~~~~~~~~~  

"Finally!" his mom complained as they entered.  

He pulled out a chair and nodded to April.  

"Thank you mister!" she smiled at his kind gesture and sat down.  

"You're welcome miss!" he grinned while pushing the chair forward.  

"That's my boy!" his mom cheered and walked to him to give a kiss on his cheek.  

"So, what are you having, honey?" she asked curiously.  

"I'll just have some tea and toast, thank you." April answered with a smile.  

"Oh!" she covered her mouth with her hand, then removed it and proceeded, "Morning sickness, right?" she asked, already knowing the answer.   

"Yep, the fun of being pregnant!" April answered sarcastically.  

"Yeah, I know all about it!" she agreed.  

While his mother and fiancee chatted, he filled a bowl of cereals, poured the milk and sat beside her in silence, listening to their girl talk.  

His mother started the tea and toast and continued.  

"About that, how far long are you?" she wondered.  

"About three weeks I guess." April replied.  

"Just as I thought, prom night, huh?" she asked rhetorically.  

"Yep, your son hit the jackpot that night!" April quipped.  

"Like father, like son!" she shook her head and looked at him.  

"Hey, what can I say, my boys are good swimmers" he joked.  

"Well, I'm just glad that's the only thing you have in common with him.  Because I wouldn't want the same thing to happen to that innocent child." she frowned.  

"What you mean Ms. Thompson?!?" April was oblivious.  

"Well honey, if you're going to be part of the family, you might as well know what you're getting into." her face got serious.  

The young woman's eyes widened in the anticipation of the news she was about to receive.  His mother took a deep breath and proceeded.  

"When I told his father I was pregnant he had the nerve to tell me, that was my problem for fooling around with everyone.  THAT BASTARD!"  she punched the counter.  

"He knew I only had slept with him after prom. My parents were very strict and wouldn't allow me to stay after hours, and were very happy when I started dating him, cause he was a choirboy  and belonged to one of the most important families in town."  

"But, he was no choirboy at all, he did what he wanted 'cause he had his family to back him and cover his tracks.  They tried to pay me to get an abortion, but when I said no, they blackmailed my parents threatening to smear their name and bring their business down.  My parents faltered under the pressure and the rope broke on my end."

"They gave me enough money to set up across state, and paid for my nursing course if I promised never to come back and claim my rights." she finished with tears rolling down her face.  

The teenagers were in shock, with their hands covering their mouths, hiding the hanging jaw.  Zach went to hug his mother and kissed her cheek, "It's alright mom don't get upset.  I'm going to find that son of a bitch and make him pay." he whispered in her ear.  

"No Zach you can't! Please promise me." she pleaded.  

"Why not? He used you, and then threw you away like an used diaper." he asked enraged.  

"His family is very powerful, and can do something to hurt you or your new family." she looked at April, with concern.  

"It's just not right! Tell me his name at least. Maybe it will take time, but I'm gonna find a way, to make him pay." he was bitter.  

"I don't know son, I don't think that's a good idea." she was anxious.  

"Look mom, I'm a grown man now and I demand to know my family, as screwed up as it may be. For God's sake, I've always thought my father was dead, but now he may be alive and even though he's a sanctimonious bastard, I want to know who he is so I can best understand why I am the way I am." he argued.  

She was still afraid to spell out that damned name, but her son had the right to know, and she had to take that weight off her shoulders and let him carry the burden from now on, until he could put it to rest.  

So she opened her mouth and mumbled "Vvvv...vvv...vvv..." but she couldn't bring herself to say it.  She looked for a piece of paper to write it down.  She grabbed the groceries list and wrote it down, Vincenzo Della Morte.  He looked at that name, but it didn't ring any bells. Nonetheless he picked the piece of paper and put it in his pants pocket.  

After all the commotion, the room became silent, and they all ate their food without any other words.  Then the couple headed back to his bedroom, to discuss the way that her additions to the rules were going to be put into action.  

~~~~~~~~~~  

Part two  
(The man on the mirror)  

He closed the door, and turned the key, then sat beside her on the bed.  

"So, how am I going to follow your additions to the rules to pay the bet?" his head was still spinning a bit, after that revelation at breakfast.  

"Well, let's see. You have to pick up total strangers, then fuck them and in exchange they'll give you their $1000 in chips as a payment. Simple, huh?" she looked at him askance.  

"When you say it that way, makes me feel like a male prostitute." he stood up and looked in the mirror.  

He stared at his reflection and felt disgusted.  As he continued to stare at the face in the mirror though, he no longer recognized it.  What he saw was the ghost of a man with a void where his eyes should have been and a mask hiding his face.  He reached up and grabbed the mask.  When he removed it, a laughing skull was revealed.  He jumped back and fall flat on the floor.  

"What's wrong with you!" she got startled with that stunt.  

"I think...I think...I think...I think I saw...saw...a ghost." he stuttered with his heart in his mouth.  

"What?!?" she looked at him puzzled.  

"Oh man, my mind is playing tricks on me. Again!" he growled with frustration, "I need to take something." he got up and went to the kitchen.  

~~~~~~~~~~~  

After a couple of glasses of water and two aspirin, he went back to his room, where his fiancee awaited him with her arms crossed against her chest and a frown on her face.  

"Look Zach, I'm beginning to think I made the wrong decision in having this baby,  'cause if he's gonna act like you, I'll have my work cut out for me." she was upset and was now wondering if she would let him complete the bet.  

"I'm sorry about all that, but I haven't been myself lately." he was frustrated, and had to take back control of his life. He took a deep breath and then put his hands on her shoulders, looked into her eyes, and said, "I have to sort out this mess. I need to focus on my objective, to keep my mind from wandering."  

"Ok then, lets end this freak show!" she turned, but grabbed his hand and pulled him inside, leading him to his desk.  He followed her and stood beside, as she sat on the chair and started his laptop.  

"You need to sign up for an escort agency, then we can start to select the marks." she sounded like a secret agent.  

"Well, I see you thought this through." he smirked.  

"Luckily for you, that someone in this family has her head working properly." she pouted.  

"Yup, you got that right." he agreed.  

"Ok, here's one, let's get to work" she browsed the web, found what she was looking for, and started typing.  

She signed him up on a couple of agencies, "Now, that's taken care of, I deserve a proper date, 'cause last night was just make-up sex, so tonight you're taking me on a dinner date. But for the rest of the day we´re going shopping for our baby." she was now calling the shots and he had no choice but to go along.  

They had lunch at the mall, and the rest of day was spent shopping.  She dragged him across the mall, stopping at almost every shop which was a torture to him, but he had to suck it up because he knew he deserved it.  

~~~~~~~~~~  

Finally they got back to his house and headed upstairs to his bedroom.  They stored all of the shopping bags in the closet and then she turned on his laptop and went to the escort agencies webpage.  She began to check the candidates that had selected his profile.  

"Ok, let's see the names starting with A." she scrolled down and saw a couple of possibilities. "Write this down." she ordered him.  

He scrambled to get a piece of paper, and when he was ready said, "Hit me!" She instinctively turned and slapped him hard.  

He didn't saw that coming, "What the FUCK?!?" he grabbed his throbbing cheek, stunned. "What was that for?"    

"You asked for it!" she smirked.  

"You know what I meant." he said, while rubbing his face.  

"Oh really, then I guess, next time you should start to think carefully about what you're going to say." she advised. "Now, pick up the paper and start writing." she demanded.  

"I'm ready now, shoot...umm...umm...umm...I mean...start talking!" he stuttered recognizing his mistake.  

"Good thing I don't have a gun in my desk!" she mocked, "Ok, now seriously, there's Amber, Annabelle, Allison and Autumn, got them all?"  

"Yep, let's see who gets the prize." he smirked.  

"The booby prize, you mean." she mocked.   

"Speaking of boobies," he pointed at the screen, right to the cleavage, "This one has a nice rack!" he teased.  

"I wasn't talking about that booby." she pouted.  

"But I was, and you know what, that's it, she's the winner." he smiled from ear to ear.  

"Just like that?" she frowned.  

"C'mon we had to pick one, and that was one way to do it.  It was almost natural." he stated.  

"Naturally, for you, but ok. Now, stop looking at her chest and tell me her name." she demanded.  

"Aaa...Aaa...Anna...Annabelle." he choked.  

"Oooh...you men, can't look at a woman's full breast without looking stupid." she shook her head left and right.  

"Yeah, whatever. So its settled then, lets set up the date, umm ...umm...I mean set up the meeting." he looked at her, and she was still shaking her head.  

"Ok, but remember no hugging and kissing.  Just do what you have to do and get it over fast with no emotion. I'll be watching the video to make sure you follow the rules." she looked at him with a killer look, that meant she was dead serious.  

"I know the rules, both of them, and I'm hoping I can pull this off." he breath heavily, "So when and where am I meeting her?" he asked.  

"Tomorrow night at nine, in the casino hotel, room 505" she answered. "Now, I'm going back to my place, to get ready for our date at the casino, so I can meet the owner." she looked at him, who was shocked.  

"The owner?!?" he managed to say.  

"Of course, I want to ask him permission to see the tapes." she said with authority.  

"Yeah, your right." he hung his head.  

"Let's get going then, it's getting late. Bring the shopping bags." she shutdown the computer, and grabbed her purse, on her way to the door.  

"I'm going." he picked up the bags, and followed her downstairs.  

~~~~~~~~~~  

They got to the front door, but the noise he made carrying the numerous bags downstairs alerted his mother, who stepped out of the kitchen and met them in the front hall.  

"Hi Ms. Thompson, bye Ms. Thompson." she joked.  

"Hello again April, your not staying for dinner?" she was confused.  

"No, neither is Zach.  We're going out to dinner, to celebrate the engagement." she said smiling.  

"OH, ok then, but don't stay up too late.  You'll need to sleep more from now on" she advised.  

"Don't worry we should be back before midnight." she smiled and then kissed her goodbye.  

"Ok honey, drive safely." she waved to April who got behind the steering wheel while Zach was arranging the bags in the trunk.  

"See you soon." they said to each other and then kissed goodbye.  

Then April drove off.  

~~~~~~~~~~  

Part three  
(Deja vú)  

He went upstairs to wash up and get dressed.  As time passed he was getting more nervous. He decided  to focus on the date.  He ended up looking for inspiration in one of his favorite soundtracks and dressed in his dark gray suit to the sound of "license to kill".  Then he looked in the mirror and had a deja vú, as he pretended to shoot the man in the mirror and then blow the smoke off the barrel of his finger and bury it in his jacket pocket.  

"Right!" he smiled to the mirror, and then rushed downstairs.  

"Bye mom, don't wait up!" he said hastily, and before his mom could say anything the front door slammed shut.  

~~~~~~~~~~  

He hopped in his mustang and checked the rear view mirror, the sun was setting and the skies were painted in a pinkish hue. He backed down the driveway and vanished in the evening traffic.  

He drove up to April's parents house, it was a private condo, and he stopped at the front gate.   

"Good evening. Who are you meeting?" the security guard asked.  

"Good evening. I'm meeting April O'Neall, I'm her fiance." he answered.  

"Oh, I see. Can I see some ID." he stretched his hand.  

"Here you go." he gave him his license.  

The security guard went into his booth and called the girl to tell her that her fiancee had arrived. Once he got permission he opened the gate, and went to return the document to the young man. "She'll be right over, you can park right by entrance."  

"Thank you." he collected the card, and drove up to the tower building, parked right in front of the entrance, and waited.  




The Alpha bet Ch. 03



About 5 minutes later she emerged from the glass doors, and it was a familiar sight, she had her prom dress on.  He looked at her and felt immediately drawn like a moth to a flame. That beautiful red dress looked like a bush fire, vibrant and hot. From the collar descended two pieces of sparkling cloth covering only her two pomegranates. They formed a narrow V cleavage, and flowed down to her waist and around it. The bottom was a red shining fabric that flowed freely, hiding her beautiful legs, which stood on 5 inch shiny red stilettos.  She also had a cute red clamshell purse.  The vision was burned in his retina, and he would remember it till the day he died. She was simply irresistible.  

Her hair was dark brown, with locks of copper, and was long enough that it almost reached her big round breasts in front and in the back fell in waves that went from the back of her head down her shoulders and covered almost half of her bare back.  

"Hi April!" he said, as he waved to her.  

"Hi Zach! Can't wait for our night to start!" she shouted and giggled as she approached the car.  

He had already seen this movie, and knew the lines by heart so it wasn't a surprise when she shouted those words, but it wasn't a good sign either.  Everything was unfolding just like in his dream.  Her hair flowing in the wind, her hot skin, the wetness of her pussy (he couldn't resist sticking his finger in to check since she didn't wear any panties), if she was acting she would get an Oscar, but this was really happening and it was like he was watching it all in slow motion.  He had a finger in her pussy, but he couldn't enjoy it cause he knew that it was to good to be true, something bad was going to destroy this perfect scenario and bring the end of the movie.  Still he followed the script, and parked the car in the garage, and then both rushed to the elevator.  

When they entered the elevator he pressed the button with a (P), she was lascivious and was climbing on top of him, kissing and licking like he was a popsicle she wanted to taste all the way and then suck the stick.  At this point he could help but drop the inhibitions and let his dick do the thinking. He grabbed her buttocks, and started to hump her, while reaching for her nipples with his tongue. "OH GOD, I want you, so BAD!" he gasped.  

Suddenly the doors started to open, and she climbed down, and grabbed him by the balls.  

"AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!" he cried.  

"Tell Willy to save it for later." she let go and stepped outside  

"Oooohhh...ok." he limped out of the elevator.  

They passed by the penthouse door without a look.  She held him by the hand dragging him down the corridor. At the end there was a hall, which had a big golden door in front with a large black goon on either side, and on the left and right corners were black leather couches big enough for two.  

They stopped at the entrance of the hall and one goon walk towards them asking, "What are you doing here?"  

"I want to speak to Mr. Turnbull, there's someone who wants to meet him." he answered.  

"And, who might that be?" he stood in front of them with his arms crossed.  

"My fiancee, April." he gestured at her.  

"Let me see if he can meet with you." he turned and went inside the office.  

After a while the goon came back and opened the door, "He's ready for you now."  

"Thank you." they both said as they passed the goons.  

His office was all that you would expect, paintings on the walls, big leather couch, a bar, a massive black mahogany desk, with a couple of leather upholstered chairs around it and a couple of trophies, scattered on the surrounding furniture. He sat on a large armchair behind the desk, and waved them in.  

"Hello again young man, and what a lovely lady you have with you." the bearded men looked at her with a sparkle in his eyes.  

"This is my fiancee April, she wanted to meet you and ask you something." he said, a little embarrassed.  

"Jack Turnbull, Miss..." he walked towards her and kissed her hand.  

"O' Neall, April O'Neall, nice to meet you." she was embarrassed also.  

"It's my pleasure." he winked. "So Ms. O'Neall, what is it, that you wanna ask me" he said curiously.  

"Well, I know all about the bet Zach made with you, and I would like to say that I'm not happy with the terms, even more now that he got me pregnant." she was nervous and shaking a little bit.  

"Why don't you take a seat." he nodded toward one of the chairs.  

"Thank you" she gave a timid smile.  

Then Zach moved to take a seat.  

"No, No. You stay there." the bearded man gave him a killer look and pointed at spot he was standing before.  Zack took a step back and remained there silently with his hands in his pockets.  

"Now, that's better. You can proceed." he looked back at her.  

"Hmm...Hmm..." she cleared her throat, "Like I was saying, I'm pregnant and now we are engaged, so the bet sounds very offensive to me, my catholic upbringing, and our unborn son.  I wanted to ask you, if there was other way he could repay his debt to the casino?" she stated her case.  

"Look Ms. O'Neall, this must've been a shock to you, no doubt.  However, we already tried other ways to make him pay and he has failed, so you see I have no other way but to make him fulfill his end of the bet.  Otherwise I will be forced eliminate his debt completely, if you understand me." he was very serious.  

"I understand." she hung her head with disappointment.  

"And as you know, this is a casino and like we're used to say, a bet is a bet, and once you make it, there's no going back." he affirmed.  

"Well, I guessed you'd say that, but I had to try. However I still want to ask you something." she opened her purse and gave him a black leather rectangle.  

"Yes..." the man was puzzled.  

"Maybe you don't recognize this, without all the pages inside it, but this is what's left of Zach's little black book." she explained.  

"Hmm...I see." he was still wondering where this was going.  

"But, now all that is left is that and a single page." she turned and gestured to  her fiance, "Zach, the paper." he gave it to her and stepped back to his place. She handed it to the man across the desk, to read.  

"Now this I recognize, but there's some more rules added to it." he was surprised.  He read the new set of rules, she had written and said, "Let me guess, you added these new rules and you want me to make sure he follows them, right?" he looked at her waiting for a confirmation.  

"Well yes, but more importantly I'd like to have a copy of the videos to see for myself.  You know, I have to see it to believe it." she was embarrassed.  

"I'm sorry, but I can't do that. What I can do, is let you watch it live with my chief of security, Angie." he pressed a button under the desk, and a hidden door opened behind them.  

"Yes, boss?" a petite brunette in a black suit, walked in.  

"Let me introduce Ms.O'Neall.  She has added some requests to that bet we discussed and I need you have to accompany her as she supervises it." he then stood up and moved to the front of the desk, and introduced the couple. "Angie, this is April, and her fiance Zach. Now if you'll excuse me, I've got a high stakes poker game to attend. Angie will take care of you. Goodnight." and he walked into the other room closing the hidden door.  

"It seems we're done here, follow me." the woman moved to open the office door, and started walking, the couple quickly followed with the two goons behind them.  She stopped at the door of the penthouse and opened it.  

"Come in." she said holding the door.  

The room was as he had imagined, but actually standing there was something else.  

"This is the penthouse where the bet will unfold. To use it you have to ask the concierge. The room is a part of the bet, but any services you use will be charged and added to your debt, so be wise in using them, at the end you'll return the key and a bill will be given to you, just like a regular checkout."  

"Is this the penthouse, you promised me?" she wondered.  

"Yeah, that's what I had planned." he answered, and just as he spoke those words, it all started to come back to him.  

"So you want to start the bet now? Then that means that my presence here is no longer needed, you two have fun, I'll be seeing you." the girl in the suit smirked and left the key on the dressing table, then closed the door.  

~~~~~~~~~~  

"So where were we?" she asked with a malicious smile.  

"You mean when you grabbed my balls?" he was still a little sore and resented.  

"I'm sorry, but I had to set you straight." she pouted.  

"Ok then, but lets skip that part and resume where we were." he grabbed her hand, pulled her against him, and kissed her breathless.  

The second part of the movie was about to start, after that interruption, as they left the elevator across the hall. He feared the outcome but went along and tried to take control of the situation.  They kissed passionately and started to take off each others clothes. When she was topless, he pulled her head back, looked into her eyes and said, "Lick my balls!" and pushed her head down. She did as he told her, and licked and sucked his bag of beans like a popsicle.  

That was such a great feeling. She was healing the pain she had caused earlier, and after a while, he felt a tingling down there and gasped, "I'm Cumming! I'm Cumming!"  

She brought her mouth to the tip of his cock, and with her right hand stroke it up and down, looked up to him and said in a childish manner, "I want my milkshake!"  

He tried to laugh, but all he could say was, "OH MY GOD!" her incitement was all it took, and his balls squeezed and then started to pump his milk.  She took his dick, inside her mouth and started to suck him hard, until the protein milkshake started fountaining out of his cock.  She swallowed it all and after licking his cock clean, said, with a smile, "Mmmm, yummy!"  

"I'm glad you liked it, 'cause now it's my turn to drink some pussy juice!" and as he said it, he picked her up and threw her on the bed, then went straight for the two bulls eyes on her chest.  

The bed had a metal frame, so he knew it would survive all the rocking and knocking they were about to cause. The cover was white cotton, and the cushions and sheets were white satin. There was a mirror on the ceiling behind which was a camera, and on the other end of the wire was Angie, watching it all  unfold on the screen of the computer. This could have been a porn flick and no one would have known the difference.  

While his tongue was working unrelentingly on her big round breasts and purple hard nipples, he started to caress her legs, moving his right hand down to her knees, and then back up to her thighs, as he worked on her nipples, her boiler fired up, his fingers brushed her sex, and she was so wet they just slid inside, and her aroused clit looked like a periscope peeking out from under the rough seas.  

He had two fingers sawing her slit, and his thumb rubbing it.  Then he took a sip of the juicy nectar and slowly licked his way downwards to the Bermuda triangle. She had her eyes closed and a soft smile on her face.  His once gentle tongue was now working like a piston on an engine, and picking up speed.  He moved his hand to her big round breasts, moving it in circles around the areola, and over her perky nipples.  He swirled his tongue all over her big labia, then when she spread her legs wider, he moved to her small labia and then into the love tunnel.  He stuck his tongue out as far as he could to get all her juices and quench his thirst, and finally came out to suck and lick her very hard clit.  

This was too much for her and she shouted as high as she could, "OHHHHH YESSSSSS!!!" crossing her legs, trapping his head, and sinking her red nails into his bare back.  

"AHHHHHHHHH!!!"  he shouted in pain, as her nails pierced through his skin.  He lifted himself and tried to release his head, as she squirmed and rolled her eyes.  As the waves of pleasure were dying down inside her, she released him and he finished undressing himself.  

As she came back from her high, she looked at his naked body standing on the end of the bed, and whispered, "Come here, I want to feel your cock inside me!"  

He crawled right up to her head, and she grabbed his joystick and started to lick the tip, then slowly moved her tongue around it and up and down, as it went down her mouth.  He grabbed her head and started to push it down his shaft, until she started gagging. 

He let go of her head and pulled his cock out.  He then moved to eat her pussy one more time.   As he started to lick her big pink labia, she gasped, and then said "Oh baby, you make me feel so good!" and gently started to stroke the back of his head, pushing it down.    

She was wiggling her legs around and still stroking his head, moaning and groaning until suddenly, she grabbed his hair, pulled his head up, and ordered him, "I want your cock, NOW!!!"    

He felt his cock throbbing, and followed her order, with pleasure.  He slid right into her damp cave, and started to pound her softly, picking up speed with each thrust.  

In the middle of their groans, she gasped and said, "Yeah baby! Give it to me! Harder! HARDER!"  He started to feel the tingling on his balls again, and that made him pound her even harder and faster.  

She was arching her back, crossing her legs behind him, making him go even deeper and shouting, "OH YEAH! OH YEAH! OH YES BABY! I'M CUMMMIN'! I'M CUMMMMMMIN'!!!"  

He couldn't hold it much longer and as she screamed, "AHHHHHH!!!", and sunk her nails into his back again.  He exploded inside her and kept pumping as tears, caused by a mix of pain and pleasure, started to roll down his face.  Finally he couldn't go any longer and he collapsed on top of her.

After a couple of minutes, of laying there motionless under him, she started to recover from the huge orgasm she had, and pulled back from him.  She suddenly heard a snort, and thought he was sleeping like a log, so she gave him a peck on the cheek and headed for the bathroom.  When she flicked on the lights she was amazed.  

It was a huge bathroom, with the walls and floor made of pink marble.  On the left side was an oval bathtub, in white porcelain, big enough to fit a couple side by side.  There were big scented candles on each corner of the outside rectangle. On the right side was a white porcelain washbasin, a big oval mirror with golden framing (behind which was another camera linked to the owners computer), and golden lamps on each side. On the far side of the bathroom, was a sliding door leading to a balcony, which also had access from another sliding door in the bedroom.  

She turned the hot water on and sprinkled some bath salts until she was satisfied, then placed them on the side of the bathtub, and lit the candles.   She hadn't enjoyed a bubble bath in while, so she intended to make it last.  Unfortunately she didn't have anyone to play with, since Zach was fast asleep, so she went to her purse and grabbed her battery powered replacement.  She placed it on the edge of the tub. Then a crazy idea suddenly flashed into her head.  

She picked up the pink toy, and went in the bedroom. She kneeled beside him on the bed,  then grabbed one of his cheeks, and with the other hand moved the toy over his asshole, then lowered it down gently and pressed a little, then started the vibrations, and pressed a little more.  

He had been pretending to be asleep, and decided to stop it before it had gone too far, and with a swift move he turned and grabbed the phallus, throwing it away as far as he could. Then looked her in the eyes and said, "Gotcha!"  

She was startled and didn't knew what to say.  

"What were you doing there, huh?" his face was apprehensive.  

"I...I...I...I was just...trying to...wake you up." she stuttered.  

"Really?" he was not convinced.  

"Yeah, I've made a bubble bath, and would like to share it with you." she candidly answered.  

"Oh, ok. That sounds fun. Let's go then." he realized that the movie wasn't going to end the same way it had before.  It had actually only been a warning of what would happen if he just had let go, and he was grateful for that.  

~~~~~~~~~~  

He followed her into the bathtub and they started immediately to splash each other, then had a little cockfight, and ended in a loving embrace, with soft kisses.  

They just laid there for a while, until the water was cold, then washed each others backs, she kissed him and apologized for the marks of her claws in his back. But he told her that was proof he had taken her to nirvana, and that was good to know, not that he would brag.  

After they ordered some food from room services, they dressed themselves again, and had a nice romantic dinner.  Then they headed into the lounge, where they picked up cocktails, and after that they roamed towards the gambling area.  

It was an awkward date, but this was turning out to be a great date for him anyway.  April found that she was also having a great time.  

~~~~~~~~~~  

She went straight for the slots. She changed 100$ into 50cents chips, and started to play.  

She pulled lever after lever, and the chips were disappearing fast from the wooden box she was carrying around. There were a couple of refills due to some prizes she won, but an hour and a half later the chips were just a handful.  However, she was only there to play, not as part of the bet, so it didn't matter.  She had already set him up for a meeting with a client, so let him get the money from her.  Nevertheless, she still hoped to get a good prize to start saving for the wedding, and the nursery.  

So she looked at the box, and realized that there was just one chip remaining. She closed her eyes and spun around and then stopped pointing her finger at one slot at the end of the aisle.  She walked to it and then picked the chip and squeezed it in her hand, she brought her hand to her mouth and whispered, "Please, for me and my son."  Then she inserted it in the slot, pulled the lever and closed her eyes.  They didn't remain closed for long though, because the machine started to light up and make a loud noise.  She opened her eyes and saw that her wish had been granted, she had hit the jackpot of $25,000.  

He helped her pick up the chips from the ground and holding her hand went straight to the cashiers. He handed the clerk a black plastic bag which he promptly poured on his desk.  After he counted it, he picked up the phone.  After a short mumbled conversation he hung up and said, "Mr. Turnbull, would like to see you both in his office."  

"What about the money?" Zach asked.  

"He will write you a check" the clerk answered.  

So they headed to the elevator.  

~~~~~~~~~~  

When they got to his office, Angie was there to accompany them inside.  

The bearded men was standing in front of his desk and when they walked in, he went straight to the young girl and gave her a kiss on her hand, "Congratulations, young lady. This is for you." he handed her a roll of bills.  

She looked at it and knew something wasn't right, there were only ten Benjamins, not enough.  "Where's the rest of the money I just won?" she was upset.  

"Oh you mean, the other 24k, well that's collateral for the bet." he smirked.  

"Collateral?" she was confused.  

"Yes, if your loser boyfriend manages to play the bet all the way through and repay what he owes me, then you'll get 20k back.  If he doesn't, it will repay the debt.  It's as simple as that. Either way, I get my money back" he said very clearly.  




The Alpha bet Ch. 03



"What about the other 4k?" she wondered.  

"Well, that will cover expenses like room service and such." he explained.  

"In other words, I won the jackpot and all I got was this lousy excuse of a boyfriend!" she looked at Zach like he was a piece of trash. "Well, thanks for nothing.  I'll be waiting in the car. Goodnight!" she turned and left never looking back.   

"Fuck!" he rushed out after his fiancee.  

"You hit the jackpot alright." the man laughed.



The Alpha bet Ch. 04



Authors note: This chapter is a little longer than the previous one, and it took a little bit more effort to develop, 'cause just like that saying, "Now, the plot thickens."

Hope you enjoy it.

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Part One 

(Against the wall) 

She was fuming, and just wanted to get home as fast as possible. He didn't even dare to say a word during the trip to drop her off. She was boiling and any little thing could make her lid pop. 

He dropped her at the gate of the condo, and drove off. They didn't exchange goodbyes, not even a look, and that would be the last time they would see each other in person for a long time. 

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She came into the condo, and found her father siting on the couch with a very serious face. 

"Do you know what time it is, young lady?" his eyes were like needles piercing her skin. 

"I'm sorry Dad, it won't happen again." she said with embarrassment and fear. 

"You got that right. I forbid you to see that boy ever again." he warned her.

Her father was an experienced police investigator, and could read a face like an open book. So she knew there was no point in lying to him, but she was afraid of his reaction when he found out. 

"Dad, I´m really sorry, I got myself in a mess, and now I don't know how I can get out." she fell down to her knees and with her hands over her face started sobbing. His heart sunk and he walked over to his little girl, and comforted her. 

They sat on the couch and when she settled, he told her, "No matter what happens, you know I'll always love you. We're only human, and we make mistakes, but you have to tell me all the truth, so I can help you." his hand was caressing her rosy cheeks, and he now had a tender look in his eyes. 

She felt the love, and that made her fear fade away, so she calmed herself and started to explain to him the chain of events that had brought her to tears. 

"...Now he'll have to screw those women for money, yuck. Why did I fall in love with him. Why God, why?" she started to sob again. 

While he listened to her, his face twisted from shock to daze and finally to anger, and he was going to act on it. He reassured her, "Don't worry I'm going to make sure he respects you." 

"How are you gonna do that?" she was concerned. 

"That's my business. Now I want you to stay away from him, until he man's up and asks my permission to marry you." he stood up and went to grab a coat from the closet. 

"Now go get some sleep. If your mother asks you, I got called on a case." he said as he closed the door. 

********** 

He drove to his place, it was a two story white plywood house, in a quiet neighborhood. 

He parked the silver SUV on the driveway, and went to knock on the door. "Police, open up!" 

That shout made Zach jump out of bed. "What's going on?" he went downstairs to find out. 

He saw the badge from the spyhole, and opened the door. "Good evening, officer..." and before he knew it, he was knocked out on the floor. April's father dragged him to the nearest bathroom, shoved his head into the toilet and flushed. That woke him up, but before he could say anything, he got slapped again and again. 

"Stop it!" he managed to say in between slaps. 

"Ok, I see I got your full attention." April's father was grabbing his collar. 

"Mr. O'Neal?" he was recognizing his assaulter. 

"You scumbag." he spat in his face, "What did my daughter ever see in you?" 

"Look, now..." he tried to fight back. 

"Shut up and listen." he pushed his finger to his lips, "Don't you think you can abuse my little girl and walk away." he was looking him straight in the eyes. 

"I'm going to marry her..." he cried. 

"Not without my permission, and for that to happen, you need to ask it officially, but since you already knocked her up, you better make it fast, so my family honor isn't tarnished." his face and eyes were bloody red, and veins were pulsating on his neck. 

"I was going to set up a date to do that." he said as an excuse. 

"You have till the end of the week to set the date. And as for that stupid bet, to payoff your gambling debt, I'll be watching you like a hawk. So you better not screw up." he gave him a hard head butt and left him curled up on the bathroom floor with a bloody nose. 

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" he cursed holding his nose. 

He cleaned himself, and managed to stop the bleeding. Then he went to the freezer to get an ice pack, which he took to his bedroom and fell asleep with it over his face. 

When his mother came home from work the next morning she found him just like that, sound asleep with a plastic bag over his face. She thought about waking him up, and asking what had happened, but he sounded to be in a deep sleep and she would probably scare him, so she let him sleep it off and inquire later. 

********** 

He woke up around noon, with the sun high up in the bright blue sky, beaming like a laser through the melted ice in the pack. He tried to open his eyes, but the water acted like a magnifying glass and the liquid globes were like light bulbs all lit up. The bright light made him hide his head under the pillow and reached for the string to bring the shades down. 

"Now, that's better." he mumbled and turned over the pillow. 

He had finally had a good night's sleep, despite the beating he had taken. So it was with a fresh mind that he went to see the schedule for that day. He started his laptop and went to the bathroom to wash his face while it booted. Then he sat at the desk and browsed the web to find the escorts agency page. He logged in and saw his appointment. 

It was then that he realized it was now April 4th, and he had to get one girl a day which left him no time to spare, there were 26 days left and 26 letters in the alphabet. So he tried to find a girl starting with B, to set up a date for the next day, and then continued with the other letters to try and finish out the month. 

He was typing when his mother stopped by his door. 

"Hello, good morning, or should I say, good afternoon." she smirked. 

"Morning Mom." he looked over the lid of the laptop. 

"It's lunch time, come down and get something to eat." she gestured. 

"I'll be down in a sec. Just let me finish this." he tilted the lid a bit and smiled. 

"Ok, but don't take too long." she smiled back and left. 

He set up a couple of appointments, then closed the lid, and headed downstairs wearing just a t-shirt and boxers. 

********** 

"Hmmm, smells good, what's cookin'?" he said, entering the kitchen. 

"Tortilla, it has everything that's healthy. Saw it in Jamie Oliver's show." she said, mixing the contents of the pan. 

"Well, I'm starving so if it's healthy even better." he grabbed some oranges and started to make some juice. Then he settled at the table with his juice and waited for his meal. Finally she came over and set down a plate in front of him and another across the table.

"What a feast for the eyes, look at all these colors." he stared at the plate for a while and then started to dig in. She poured some juice for herself and then sat across the table. After a couple of bites, she finally decided she needed to know what had happened. 

"So what happened last night, you got into a fight? I saw some bloody clothes in the laundry hamper." she stopped chewing waiting for the answer. 

"Hmmm, this is really good. Sorry mom, what did you say?" he was trying to sound careless. 

"You heard me. So what happened?" she was now frowning. 

"Uh, last night." he looked at her with a mouthful. 

"Swallow your food, and answer me already." she raised the tone a bit. 

"Well, if you really wanna know, I had a chit-chat with my future father." he answered looking annoyed. 

"It must have been a pleasant conversation, since it had bloodshed." she said sarcastically. 

"He told me to stay away from his daughter till I ask him permission to marry her. Now can I eat?" he replied and didn't wait for her answer to stick a fork full of food in his mouth. 

"So when are you going to do that?" she was curious. 

"I still don't know, I have to sort out some things first." he said in between bites. 

"Well, I hope you figure it out soon, so that we can plan the wedding, there isn't much time left." she sounded concerned. 

"Don't worry about that mom, I'm sure April's family will do all the planning." He said, trying to cut his mother's interrogation off. 

And suddenly, out of nowhere, he had the perfect date for the announcement. 

"That's it!" he smiled. 

"What?" she was confused. 

"The date, to ask her hand, I got it." his smile widened. 

"When?" she wondered. 

"On her birthday, April 20th." he thought that would be a great birthday present, so he finished his lunch and then texted her with the news. Immediately after that his cell rang. 

"Hi April." he greeted. 

"Hi Zach. So I hear my father had a word with you." she said. 

"Well, you can say that. Anyway, tonight I'll start to pay off the bet, will you be there watching?" he asked nervous. 

"Of course, you have to behave or else my father will . . . talk to you again." she warned. 

"And I love to talk to your father." he said sarcastically. 

"Right. So see you soon, on the other side of the mirror." she reminded him. 

"I know, babe. I'm sorry I got you into this mess, but I'm going to behave, 'cause you're the only one I love." he spilled his heart out. 

"I love you too." she was touched but still angry. 

They said their goodbyes and hung up. 

********** 

He then went to the park to clear his head and do some exercise. When he got back, took a long relaxing bath, to prepare his body for that night. Then he started to get dressed, and to get in character he sought inspiration on one tune just right for the job, and started humming and singing along. 

"I'm just a gigolo, and everywhere I go, people know the part I'm playin'. Paid for every dance, selling each romance, every night some heart, betraying..." 

He practiced one of his favorite hobbies, which was looking in the mirror, checking himself out, and when he thought all was in place, finished it off with a pair of designer glasses. He was ready to do some damage. 

"Watch out ladies, here I come." he joked, glancing at the mirror. 

Then grabbed the car keys and headed downstairs. He unlocked the front door, and shouted a familiar line, "Bye mom, don't wait up." and with that closed the door but this time gently, not slamming it. 

He mounted his stallion, and headed to the battleground, or in other words the casino's hotel. 

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Part Two 

(Three's a crowd) 

He went to the concierge to ask for the key card for the penthouse, and then took the elevator to the fifth floor. He stopped in front of the door of room 555, and knocked. A few moments later a middle aged woman opened the door whom he recognizes from the picture on the computer. 

"Hello, handsome." she greeted. 

"Hi Annabelle, may I come in?" he asked. 

"Sure, come in. I have something to show you." she walked inside and gestured for him to follow her. 

He closed the door behind him, and was wondering what she wanted to show him but wasn't ready for what he saw. 

"Who...What...Why???" he was surprised to see a young girl siting on the edge of the bed. 

"This is my daughter Candy, she just turned 18, and I would like you to make her a woman, 'cause she's still a virgin, and I thought a professional would do the best job, in giving her pleasure." she answered his questions. His jaw was on the floor, and his brain was astonished with the task ahead. 

"So what do you say, will you do it?" she looked at him and saw the confusion in his face. 

"This...this...was not...what I had planned." he stammered. 

"I'll pay you double if that's what you want." she offered. "In fact, I'll pay right now so you won't change your mind later." she went to get her purse. 

"Well, if that's the case. Then I guess, I'll do it." he answered a little unsure. 

"Ok, here it is." she handed him a stack of chips. 

"Ok, if you'll excuse me I have to go and put it in a safe, and I'll be right back. You can wait for me in the penthouse. Here's the key." He wasn't prepared for that request, and made that up at the last minute, but took that opportunity to take that party to the penthouse, where he had to be to play by rules. 

He rushed to elevator, and decided to go cash the chips, still wondering what he should do next. He knew he was going to have to go through with it though. He handed the cashier the chips, he counted them, and gave him a credit note worth $2000. Then he stopped in the lounge, and asked for a vodka tonic, and after a couple he headed for the elevator. 

********** 

April parked the minivan in the casino's garage, and headed for the elevator. It was almost nine o'clock, and she still hadn't had dinner and her baby was hungry, so she told the concierge she would be waiting for Angie in the restaurant. She ordered some Pasta Bolognese to fill up and not have to worry about eating for a while. 

She was sipping on a ginger ale when Angie sat down beside her. 

"Hello April." she greeted. 

"Hi Angie." she replied. 

"So today is the day, huh." she commented. 

"Yep, the doomsday." she said half joking, half serious. 

"By the way, when is the wedding? she asked with curiosity. 

"We haven't set a date yet, but probably early July." she guessed. 

"Ok, cool. Now changing subject, you're really stuffing yourself." she looked at the pile of food on her plate. 

"Well, now I'm eating for two, and I was starving." she confessed. 

"I guess you can say goodbye to that beautiful figure of yours." she said looking at her from top to bottom. 

"Oh well, goes with the territory." she sighed. 

"But, on the other hand, your boobs will get bigger." she gave a naughty smile. 

"Yeah, it's a natural boob job." she smiled back. 

"Well, I'll let you finish your meal, and when you're done, I'll be waiting for you in Mr. Turbull's office, ok?" she explained. 

"Will do." she agreed. 

"Enjoy your meal. Bye." she stood up, and walked away. 

"Thank you. Give my compliments to the chef. Bye." she said out loud, and waved. 

********** 

He was going towards the elevator but didn't make it that far, instead he made a sharp left turn to the washrooms. His liver was punishing him for his mistake. Since a couple days ago when drunk himself almost to death, his liver had become fragile and didn't allow him to abuse booz. Unfortunately, he had forgotten this and got a nasty reminder. He threw up part of that delicious brunch his mother had prepared, and that reminded him that he had drunk with an almost empty stomach. For anyone that's not good, but in his condition he was fortunate not to go to the E.R. again. 

After he finished, he cleaned up and went to the restaurant to order something to eat. He was still a little shaky as he headed in that direction and bumped into a girl coming out. 

"Watch it mister!" the girl frowned. 

"Sorry miss." he apologized. 

"Zach? Are you meeting April?" she asked, "She has already ordered." she added. 

"Huh, Angie, right? No, no. Just looking for the Sushi Bar." he said, straightening up. 

"Oh, ok. Then you're going in the wrong direction, it's that way just past the cocktail bar." she gestured. 

"Ok, thank you. See you." he smiled. 

"I sure will." she smirked. 

He went to order some food to be sent to the penthouse, and then he finally made it to the elevator. 

********** 

She finished her meal and then went to the ladies room. After freshening up she headed up to the owner's office. She greeted the goons and told them she was meeting Angie. They told her to wait, and she sat on the large black couch by the door. 

After a while the door opened, and the petite brunette welcomed her in. They sat on a large brown leather couch facing a huge TV screen, and Angie turned it on. A sequence of tiles showing different parts of the hotel appeared on the screen. She looked for him and found him knocking on the penthouse door. 

********** 

He knocked on the door and an exasperated woman opened. 

"We thought you were gone with the dough!" she complained. 

"I'm a professional, with a reputation at stake. If you pay, you'll get the service." he answered with a haughty look. 

"But, first things first, I can't work with an empty stomach. I would like you two to join me for dinner. So let's set the table." and pointed at the king size bed. 

"On the bed?!?" she was puzzled. 

"I mean, you'll have to serve as the dinner table." he smirked. 

"What do you mean?" she was unsure where he was going with this. 

"You're going to strip for me, lie on the bed, and then I'll have you for dinner. Then your daughter I'll save for dessert." he joked, " Sorry 'bout that hun, you'll have to wait a little longer to lose your cherry, the cherry on my cake that is." he smirked at the girl sitting at the top of the bed, holding a pillow over her chest. 

"If I'm gonna do that I'll need some music." the middle aged woman requested. 

"Hmmm, give me just a sec." he hooked his iPod on the hi-fi, scrolled the playlist to pick the right song, and he chose one that fitted like a glove, (Sex and candy) and then sat on a chair, reclined a bit, and prepared to enjoy the show. 

"Let's get this party started." he clapped and rubbed his hands. 

The song started and the curvy woman started to rub her hands all over her body. She had a small black satin dress with spaghetti straps, which showed a lot and covered little, her hands were larger than usual and a little rough showing she was a working mom with a tough job. She rubbed her thighs and gave a peek of her underwear, a black thong. 

As the song played she followed the lyrics and lounged over his chair rubbing all over. Then she got up and pulled her dress over her head, showing some large breasts tucked away on a black lace bra that contrasted with her milky skin. 

She then sat back on his lap, and pulled his hands over her chest, rubbing her big bosoms, and started to feel a hard on under her booty. She felt him unclasp her bra, and pulled away leaving him holding it, and her breasts hanging free, until she covered them with her palms. She wasn't very sexy, but could still manage to please the eye. 

She swayed nearly naked, with just that tiny triangle covering her, until the song ended. They exchanged stares and silently agreed that it was time to go to the next level. 

"Room service." someone shouted behind the door.

"Right on cue." he got up, and went to open the door. Then he tipped the guy, and rolled the cart in, right to the side the bed were she had laid down, and he started to set the table. He placed sushi rolls over her belly and around her nipples, sashimi across her legs a nutshell of wasabi on her belly button, then he told her to hold the tempura tendon over a towel between her breasts. 

The table was set, and it was a feast for senses, except for taste which wasn't going to wait much longer to join in. The young girl followed that ritual with amazement, and was a little uncomfortable with the whole scene. 

"C'mon Candy, help yourself." he told her. 

"No thanks, I'm not hungry." she answered embarrassed. 

"Sure hun, give this a try." she waved a tempura shrimp to her. 

"Thanks mom, I'm fine really." she politely refused. 

"Oh well, maybe later." the woman sighed. 

"Look Candy, it's not polite to sit at the table, and watch everyone else eat, while you just stare, so if you're not going to eat this, you'll eat your momma's pussy, understood?" he looked at her with a stern face. Her eyes widened with surprise, and her mother twitched. 

"I left your mom's thong clad pussy, for later but since you don't want to eat the food, you can help me with it, so go on and give it a taste." he insisted. 




The Alpha bet Ch. 04



"Mom..." she looked at her mother, feeling very awkward.

"Here, this will help you loosen up." she handed her a sake cup. 

This was a big change of scenery from a day at the farm Candy, but she was brought there by her mother to become a woman and that meant that her life would change forever, and she now realized in more ways than one. So she dropped a couple of sake shots and she was ready for action. She was no longer hiding behind the pillow, on the contrary she was using it to lift her momma's ass, so she could get full access to the entrance of her birth hole. This was the closing of a cycle with the return to her mother's womb, and the process would end with the birth of a young woman, able to carry her own child, and grow a new branch on the tree of life. 

She patted her mom's thong, and rubbed it for a while until she was ready to go further, then she slowly pulled the small piece of fabric aside and leaned in to kiss it. 

"Now, that's better. Let's get down to business." he smirked. 

He took off his shirt, and went straight for the sushi rolls. 

********** 

"Are you sure, you want to see this?" she asked holding the remote, ready to turn it off. 

"Not really, I'll skip this part." she answered with disgust. 

"I thought so." she turned it off, "So tell me, how did a pretty girl like you, ended up here?" she wondered. 

"You know love. It makes you do stupid things." she answered bluntly. 

"Actually, I don't." she mumbled. 

"Huh!" she was confused. 

"I've never loved anyone, except my parents, and when they died I tried to attach to my uncles who took me in, but it wasn't the same. I couldn't love anyone ever since" she confessed with anguish. 

"Oh, I'm so sorry." she said, a little embarrassed and in an impulse she gave her a hug. 

"Thanks, you couldn't know, right." she gave a faint smile, "I've become a tomboy with a hard shell, and that´s how I got this job." she gazed. 

"Wow, that had to be tough. Competing with all those big guys to get the job." she asked. 

"Well, it was a little easier than that." she replied. 

"Easier, how?" she was puzzled. 

"Well let's just say, I have friends in high places." she smirked. 

"Hmmm, the owner is related to you then." she guessed. 

"Yep, you got me." she joked. 

"Your uncle right?" she was sure. 

"You got me all figured out, huh?" she gave her a quirky look. 

"No, not at all, I just thought about what you said, and it made sense." she answered. 

"I know, I was just messing with you." she winked, "Speaking of which, let me see what kind of a mess that guy has gotten into in there." she flicked the remote, and the widescreen lit up. 

********** 

He was slurping her nipples, and she was panting, while her little girl was licking her warm clit. He had already eaten all the sushi, and had given her some too, so now he went to get the sashimi, to continue that food and sex orgy. 

He picked two pieces placed just above her knees, and noticed the cute butt and camel toe on the virgin girl, she wore light blue jeans that stretched to accentuate the shape of her body. Then he moved to get some of that green stuff to help him eat the raw fish. He leaned over her navel to lick some wasabi, and peeked through the cleavage displayed by Candy's light pink tunic top sprinkled with white and yellow flowers, and saw her small mounds slipping out of her white lace bra. She caught him looking and they exchanged a glance, followed by a naughty smile, he winked and then went to feed her mother. 

********** 

"Turn it off, I've seen enough" she complained. 

"I guess you weren't thinking straight when you decided, to watch this." she commented. 

"You're right, I don't think I can watch him bamboozle with other women." she cried. 

"That brings me back to my question. How did you ended up here, in the first place." she was curious. 

"Well, let me start at the beginning then." she wiped her watery eyes, "We are like two magnets, who either repel each other or cling tightly together." she gestured. 

"It's a love/hate relationship, he's a lady's man but he's a puppy in my lap." she gave a faint smile, "I know that he can't help it to flirt, and that's how we met. He was on the court warming up for a game and started staring at me and my girlfriends, but I didn't think much about it until he started to point at me after each dunk he made. That made me feel very uncomfortable and we left before the game ended." 

"Then we went to an after game party and he made his move. He took me to a corner, and said he wanted to kiss the most beautiful girl there, which he did. Then one thing led to another, and we ended up fooling around on the backseat of his mustang and I let him get a really good feel of my panties."

"After that we started to meet each other in secret, cause I couldn't let anyone know I was dating the guy I scorned in public to my girlfriends. We were nerds, who aren't supposed to date jocks cause they treated girls like prizes and we were overtly against it. I don't know if it was the fact that I was tasting the forbidden fruit, or that we could get caught at anytime, that made our dates get so that I got addicted to him."

"And it all culminated that night at the prom where we came out and celebrated our passion, and afterwards we went to a friends house, and let that fire inside us consume our bodies in an eternal flame. Then the days after that, he avoided me like I had the plague or something." she confessed with a heavy voice, amid tears. 

"I guess it's true what people say. The quiet ones are always the naughtiest." she joked, to ease the mood. 

"And the opposite is also true then, like in your case, right?" she teased, looking up to her. 

"Huh, what do you mean?" she was still digesting the conversation, and was lost in her thoughts. 

"You know, about you being a tomboy, and because of that you never get some." she explained. 

"No, no. That's not why." she answered still a little absent. 

"Huh, I thought that was what you said before?" she was confused. 

"Well yes, but there's more to it than that." she replied. 

"Huh, really. How's that?" she was curious. 

"Well it's a long story, and besides it's private." she answered coldly, still gazing. 

"C'mon, I've shared my story with you, and you can trust me." she smiled, and grabbed her hands. 

"Well, if I tell you, then I'll have to kill you." she warned. 

"Well, you do. What you've got to do." she joked. 

"No, I mean it. It's very sensitive information." she was serious. 

"Ooh." she covered her mouth with one hand, and gathered her thoughts for a moment, but a few seconds later lowered her hand over the chest and said, "Look, I've poured my heart out to you and besides, you can kill me at anytime that you want and I'll never know what hit me." she put her hands on her shoulders, and continued, "So you've got nothing to lose, except some burden you might be carrying, right." and gave a half smile to convince her. 

"Yeah, you're right." she sighed. 

"Ok then, let's hear it" she was satisfied, and eager to find out that life threatening secret. 

"Let me start at the beginning then." she coughed, "Maybe I need a drink first." she smirked, and went to get a bottle of tequila from the liquor cabinet. 

********** 

He picked up the last piece of sashimi and grabbed one of Candy's buttocks at the same time. He rubbed it gently and then gave it a little squeeze. Before he let go he slapped it gently and then went to get the wasabi from her mother's belly button. 

He gave another peek at her cleavage, and the little girl's nipples were now clearly visible and hard as nails, pointing down. He winked again, and licked his lips, and she did the same, returning the lewd look. He fed her mother the last piece of fish and she fed herself on her mothers juices, leaking from a very warm and lubricated pussy. The middle age woman was getting her money's worth, and was ready to go to next level. 

She unbuckled his belt, unzipped his pants and pulled them down. His hard on was pulsing under his boxers, wanting to come out. She pushed them down and got a front seat view of his cock. She pulled it to her, but he pulled back, and said, "Ha ha, not until you brush." he flicked his finger left and right, "I don't want to catch something." then curled it to call the young girl, "Candy, come here, and taste this corndog." he smirked. 

The girl watched that big meat loaf and hesitated, so he insisted, "C'mon, it won't bite" he joked. She kneeled in front of him, and grabbed it a little clumsily, feeling it throb in her hand. 

"Go on, don't be scared of my one eyed snake. She only spits after it's satisfied." he teased. 

So she moved closer, and pressed her lips against his warm skin, kissing it softly. Then she slowly moved up and down the shaft, until she reached the marbles, and licked them like lollypops. He was having a good time, while her mother was cleaning up in the bathroom. 

She rose up the pole until the foreskin, and then started to swirl her tongue over the glistening red strawberry. He cupped her head, and gently started to push it down, so he could face fuck her, which she did, filling her mouth more, and more with his limb until she started gagging. 

"Mommy's back, and hungry for some cock." she returned just in time to take over and ease her daughter's pain. She kneeled where her daughter was, and took it from there. Meanwhile the girl moved up so she was wrapped around the guy and they began exchanging saliva. Their hands wandered all over each other's body. I didn't last long though because the mother's pussy was longing to be filled by his cock, instead of her own fingers which were sawing it up until that point. 

He had pulled Candy's top over her head and was sucking on her titties while his hands were working to pull her pants down. Her mother helped, and uncovered her white lace panties that would soon follow, as well as her daisy pattern socks, and pink sneakers. The girl was left wearing just an embarrassed smile and silver daisies earrings. He stopped for a minute and took a good look at her virginal body, admiring it for a moment. 

Meanwhile, the woman was getting comfortable on the bed, and broke that spell saying, "Come here handsome, show me what you got." she gestured with a smile on her face. 

********** 

Angie sat back on the couch and took a swig of her drink, then reclined over the couch's side and took a deep breath to gain courage to spell out that deep dark secret. 

"Like I was saying. I'll start from the beginning." she sighed, "Well, we were a big happy family, until the day my cousin Vinnie was kidnapped from his parents' house, never to be seen again. Then our life changed forever." she gave another gulp. 

"That broke my aunt's heart and she almost died of sorrow. So they decided to have another child to fill the void, but my aunt had a miscarriage which left her womb scarred and unable to bear children again. That was almost unbearable for her, and she sought comfort in my mother's shoulder, which helped her ease the pain." she drank a little more.

"Just until she was shot with my father at our doorstep by a rival family, the same group which my uncle had always accused of being behind the kidnapping. That drove her over the edge and she mixed a cocktail of pills and alcohol. She ODed on her sons bed, clinging to a picture of his first birthday." she took another swig, then gazed at the half empty bottle, and continued. 

"My uncle found her, and his humanity died that instant, leaving a soulless body hungry for vengeance. This was the driving force of the rest of his life." her eyes were like dams waiting to burst. 

"The only trace of humanity he still showed was when he took me in and raised me as his daughter. I became his most precious treasure and was guarded 24/7." she shook the bottle, and took another big gulp. 

"I never set a foot in a school or a hospital. My uncle's house was the only thing I knew for 16 years until I was 21. Then he sent me here to be chief of security. Well actually Jack's the chief of security, and my uncle is the actual owner, but no one else knows that besides us. Well, now you know it too." she concluded and then concluded with another gulp. 

The girl was in shock, after listening to that awful tale, and seeing the other girl draining a bottle of tequila, like a marathon athlete with a bottle of water. 

"You want some?" she shook the bottle in front of her, to bring her out of her trance. 

"Huhhhh...no...thanks." she mumbled. 

"Well, in that case..." she sipped the last drops of the drink. 

"I don't know, what to say" she said shaking her head a little. 

"Well, you don't need to say anything. In fact that's exactly what you must do. Keep it a secret. Right?" she directed her drowsy look to the other girl's puzzled face. 

"Yeah, you're right. I'm sorry about all that though." she gave her a disappointed look. 

"I don't need your sorry. I need you to keep quiet. Ok?" she ordered. 

"I swear over my dead body." she answered. 

"Yep, that's it." she laughed, "Enough chit-chat, let's see some action." she picked up the remote and pushed a button. 

On the big screen, the image showed a man fucking a woman, which had a girl sitting on her face. 

"Oh, looks like the little girl is having some fun too." she giggled. 

"I had enough for today, see you tomorrow." April stood up and left. 

"Bye, I'll keep my eye on your fiance." she gestured. 

As Angie watched what was unfolding on the screen, she had unzipped her pants and was rubbing her clit through her panties. 

********** 

He stopped pounding her pussy, pulled back, and spurted a rope of cum over the woman's chest, then moved along the side of bed, showering his milk all over her breasts, and coating her torso with a glaze. She was covered in cum, his over her tits and belly and her little girl's all over her face. However, she still sucked the rest of his seed from his limb while her daughter was panting behind her, recovering from one powerful orgasm. She licked his cock clean, and then went to the bathroom to clean herself again. 

He looked at the girl laying on the bed, her rosy body and fresh smell aroused his senses, and his limb regained life. She looked up, saw that young man hovering over her, rubbing his stick, and shivered a little. He leaned over her, kissed her perky nipples, and licked her small mounds, slowly moving downward. She blushed, and squirmed a little, while he covered her warm skin with kisses. 

He passed her navel, and continued until he reached her throbbing rose bud. He swirled his tongue over it, which sent a shiver up her spine, and as he continued his ministrations she squirmed more and more. He was inebriated by the scent emanating from her virgin hole when suddenly she became stiff as a board, crossing her legs like scissors and denying him the taste of her pouring honey. He felt her ease her grip after a while, and he pushed her legs apart to get access to that fountain of youth. 

He wasn't disappointed when he touched her labia. She tasted sweet as candy, making justice to her name, and his sweet tooth was getting rotten. He feasted on that juice, and couldn't get enough of it. It was a love potion, and he wanted it to last forever. This was a magical moment, and he didn't wish it would end, on the contrary. 

But all good things come to an end, and the spell was broken by someone slaming the room door shut. He looked back, and didn't recognize the woman standing there. She was hanging her head, catching her breath. He was still entangled in his fantasy, and his hazy eyes couldn't put a picture on that shape in front of them. 

She moved closer and he could smell the alcohol on her, which made him snap out of his trance. He was still getting his thoughts together when he heard a voice in the back. 

"I thought I heard the door? Whaaaaaaaaaat...who...what's...happening???" she came from the bathroom and wasn't expecting that. 

"I'm from the hotel security, and was told there was an under aged girl meeting this man for sex. And for what I can see, I came just at the right time." she looked at the naked girl on the bed hiding behind a pillow. 

"I'm gonna ask you to leave, and no questions will be asked, ok." she ordered. 

"But...how...what...who..." the older woman was still in shock.

"WHAT!!! She's legal, she just turned 18." he was shocked, that was preposterous. 

She knew that. But she had put her chips on that bluff, and she wasn't going to back out now, so she went all in, "Look, I don't care. Now, do as I told, and you don't get into any trouble. Oook." she emphasized. 

"We'll finish this some other time, ok. Don't worry, I'll call to reschedule" he reassured them.

"C'mon Candy, lets go." she was fuming, but she wasn't ready to make a fuss, so she picked up their clothes, and they got dressed in the bathroom. 

"Now, you mister, put some clothes on. We're going to have to set some things straight." she threw him a cotton robe that was laying on the floor. She sat on the edge of the bed, facing the door, watching mother and daughter as they left.

**********

Part Three 

(Two can play that game)

The door closed, and she turned to face him. He was standing there with his arms crossed, waiting for her to say what was that all about, so she said. 

"Look Zach, you know you have to follow the rules and you almost broke them on your first try, that's not acceptable." she was making a lot of sense for someone who had emptied a bottle of tequila single handed. 

"I know Angie, but it wasn't my fault." he excused. 

"Really, who was the one all over the girl, huh?" she rhetorically asked. 

"Well, I'm a guy, and she smelled so good, and tasted even better, that I couldn't resist." he pleaded his case. 

"Ok, if that's how you wanna play it. Then tell me, do I smell good, and do you want to taste me?" she was using his own words against him. 

"What???" that was not the answer he expected. 

"Really, tell me. I'm dying of curiosity." she teased. He wasn't sure what to say, but decided to play that game. 

"Ok, if you really wanna know, you smell like a drunken mess." he answered bluntly. 

She walked to him, and slapped him, "Watch your mouth, asshole." then she grabbed his crotch, and pushed him against the wall, "I have you by the balls, and you'd better treat me with respect if you want to keep them." she threatened. 

"Ooook, ok. What do you want from me?" he asked in pain. 

She eased the grip on his sac, and started to rub the base of his cock, "What, I want? I want you to answer me. Do I smell good, and do you want to taste me? Answer me!" she demanded. The pain was subsiding, with her massage, and he figured she wanted to do more than just talk, so he decided to turn the table on his aggressor. 

"I think you smell good, and I do wanna taste you. But I think you wanna taste me also. Am I right?" he watched as her face turned from angered to amused. 

"Hmmm, I like that answer." she said with a naughty smile. 

He swept her off her feet, and launched on the bed on top of her, "Now you answer me, do you wanna taste me?" he asked showing a naughty smile. She was still trying to catch her breath, and figuring out what just happened. 

"Wow, that was unexpected." she mumbled. 

"Who's in charge now, bitch?" he teased. 

"I am, you bastard." she gave a knee blow to his nuts. 

"Ooohhh noo, not again." he screamed, and fell beside her holding his crotch. 

"I told you to respect me." she said getting on top of him, "Now, you know who's in charge." she pressed her body against his, and took a mouthful of his lips, frantically kissing him like a cannibal, biting, licking, she was a acting like a man eater. He answered in kind, exchanging saliva, and engulfing his tongue deep in her mouth. 




The Alpha bet Ch. 04



They rolled back and forth on the bed, until he managed to be top dog again. Then like a rabid dog he tore her clothes, uncovering her firm breasts and her small frame. He dove into them like a food bowl, licking and biting like she did to him. Still acting like a raving lunatic he ripped her pants apart, then bit her panty off. He shook his head, showing his teeth, then spit them of the floor like a rag. He panted with is tongue out, then used it to lick her pussy from the asshole up. She was exhilarated with that, and craved his boneless flesh. So she decided to act on that, crossing her legs, behind his back, and rolling over him. 

He was so focused on is goal that he didn't notice until she sat on his face. He was confused for a minute, but she wanted his cock and went for it clearing up all confusion. They formed the 69 and ate each other like there was no tomorrow. 

She licked his balls first, which sent a shiver up his spine. He was getting so much pleasure, from the one that had treated him so bad. He had his hands on her ass, pushing down, so he could face fuck her, darting his tongue into her slit. She was bobbing up and down on him, wrapping her tongue around his hardening cock. 

She started to scream, "Ooohhh my god, aaahhh, eat me, eat me, ooohhhh baby." He knew that he was doing his job right and decided to concentrate his attentions on her hardened clit, peeking through her heart shaped bush. 

Not surprisingly after a couple of thrusts, she screamed louder, "Ooohhh god, Yeeesss, yeeesss, hummmm, hmmmm..." she moaned, expressing the tempest inside her body. He stayed the course and she started to gag as she started to climax. Her body rocked and juices started to rain on his face, into his mouth. He licked her while he could, but she pulled back and fell on the bed beside him, covering her wet pussy. He was happy with his job, but now wanted to finish it. So he kneeled in her face, and started to rub his stick on her lips. With her eyes still closed she slowly opened her mouth, to taste it once more. He pushed it further inside, in and out, and around her cheeks. 

She recovered from her orgasm and licked his lollipop until it was hard as a rock. Then sat on the bed facing him with her legs apart, and said, "Wow, this was better than when I do it myself and I can't wait to see how it feels to have you inside me. But you'd better go slow cause I've never been with a live one before." she confessed. 

"What???" he was surprised. 

"Look, its hard to attract guys when they know I can kick their asses." she argued. 

"Yeah, I know that for a fact." he agreed, "So you have to ambush them, like you did to me." he accused. 

"I got horny looking at you on the screen, and decided that I shouldn't waste the opportunity that was right in front of me. So I used the little girl as an excuse to get alone with you." she set things straight. 

"I appreciate your honesty, that makes it a lot easier now that I know I can trust you. You can trust me too, I'll take it slow." he reassured her. 

"Thanks, I have this hard shell on the outside, but I'm very fragile inside." she thanked him. 

"Ok, then I hope I don't break anything." he joked. 

"Just my heart, right." she teased. 

"Yep, open up that fluffy heart to me." he smirked. 

"My heart is yours for the taking." she smiled and laid back, caressing her thighs. 

He kneeled in front of her virgin hole, holding his cock. Then slid it up and down her moist snatch, pressing softly. She had her eyes closed, and was rubbing her nipples, enjoying herself. He felt her open slightly and pressed a little harder. Starting a vicious cycle, that meant she would open more and more, while he pressed harder and harder, until he buried the full length of his dick inside her tight twat. 

She was lying there, feeling full, and was rocking her thighs gently, answering his thrusts, so he increased the pace and started pounding her. 

"Aaaahhh..." she yelled at the first thrust, "Aaaahhh, huummff, humm, hmmm" she groaned with each stab on her heart. He slowed down a bit to synchronize with her. When they found a rhythm he increased the pace again, shoving his log deeper inside. She was starting to feel her blood boiling, and fell out of synch, shaking and twitching. 

He was also getting close to the finish line and pushed into overdrive to get there first. She was lost in her lust and oblivious to the world. All she knew was that she had never felt like that before, connecting in such a way with someone. 

Inside her womb, his snake was starting to pour its poison, and he grunted, "Aaahhh, ooohhh, hummm..." 

"Give it to me, gimme, gimme..." she demanded. Her wish was his command, and he filled her up. His warm cum drove her over the edge, and she clamped down, squeezing even more poison out of his snake. 

They remained linked for a while, until she released him from her cave. He pulled back and the flow of cum cascaded down to her asshole and pooled on the bed. He fell back on the bed beside her, catching his breath. She was still in wonderland, and instinctively covered the entrance to the garden of Eden. 

Still a bit dizzy, she brought her hand to her lips, and tasted the poison. She had bitten the forbidden fruit, and the snake was right, she liked how it tasted.



The Alpha bet Ch. 05



Authors note: This chapter was easier to write than the previous one, 'cause the stage was already set. So the story flowed like a river, and almost wrote it self. 

Enjoy it. 

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Part One (The threat) 

He was on cloud nine, and could stay there for ever, but reality came knocking. 

"PUT SOME CLOTHES ON!" he threw her a white cotton bathrobe. 

While he regained his breath, he heard someone shouting, looked up, and saw the casino's big boss, and the two big goons. 

"What's going on here?" he demanded an answer. 

"I'm a woman now." she blurted out, regretting it the second the words came out of her mouth. "Sorry...I was drunk..." she tried to make up an excuse.

"Ooohh, you'll be sorry alright. Just wait until I tell Mr. Della Morte." he threatened. 

"No please, don´t. I beg you." she kneeled before him crying.

"It's not her fault, I took advantage of her." That name rung a bell, but he saw a damsel in distress, and came to the rescue. 

"I'll deal with you later." he gesture to one goon. 

She was drying her face on the soft sleeve, when she felt a hand pulling her, and before she knew it, one of the goons was carrying her on his back. 

She started to kick and scream, "Put me down! Put me down! I can walk you..." she yelled as the goon walked out of the room. 

"Spill it out, now!" his voice was angry.

"She tried to fight, but I overpowered her and took her cherry." he said proudly, unaware of the consequences, "Because she crashed my party and threw my guests out. So, I needed to show her a lesson." he pouted, then the other goon knocked him out with a right hook, and he dropped unconscious on the bed. 

He took him to the bathroom, sat him on the toilet, and poured an ice bucket over his head. 

He shivered, and slowly opened his eyes, looking down. 

The goon set the ice bucket on the marble floor, then stepped forward and started slapping him left and right. 

He woke up with a hard slap, which shot a lightning of pain to his brain, and another blow on his sore jaw. 

He lifted his hands to protect his face from another slap, when he heard, "Stop! He's awake!" looked up, and saw the big bearded man, behind of the big black goon. 

He looked back down at his lap, and saw an ice cube, scooped it and rubbed it on its punished left jaw. 

Sitting on the toilet, he saw the owner walk to him, grab his hair, and slam his head on the wall behind him, sending another flash of pain shooting through his brain. 

He had enough of this abuse and yelled, " Ahhhhh! What the fuck!" he tried to scrub his head, but the owner's other hand stopped him. 

He fought back, and saw the goon approaching, the owner let go off his hand, and turned his head back and said, "Back off! He's all mine!" then looked back at the young man's scared face with a smirk. 

"Look, I'm sorry...", he cried. 

"Shut up, or I'll smack you again!" he wiped the smirk off his face and raised an angry voice. 

"Now, you listen to me, and listen good!" he eyeballed the brat, pulling his head up, to bring their faces only a strand of hair away, and stuck his finger between the kid's eyes, "Don't you even dream of pulling off a stunt like that again, or the one who's gonna repay me, is your going to be...your...dear...mother. GOT IT SCUMBAG!!!" his eyes were bloodshot. 

The young man curled up like a wood louse, and the owner let go, to continue, "I hope, for your mothers sake, that you got that, through that thick skull of yours!" he said while pointing to the guy's head. 

"Now dress yourself, and go get the next girl on the list." he commanded before he left. 

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Part two 

(Think twice) 

He managed to compose himself, before the next girl came knocking at his door. 

He opened the door, and saw a lovely girl, dressed in a pink dress, and matching shoes, she was only about 5ft tall, had a Goldilocks look, and was chewing a gum. 

"Hello dear, are you lost?" he asked the little girl. 

"Hi there mister. No, no. My mum told me to wait for her right here. She's just down the hall." she said in a very relaxed way. 

"Oh, okay. But you knocked on my door, right?" he was confused. 

"Yeah. I wanted to know, who answered." she said amused. 

"Ahhh, ok then. Well let's wait for your mother then." he said trying not to look to annoyed, by the fact that he had to babysit that brat, and worried because the next hook up, could show up at any time. 

Fortunately, the girl's mother was coming down the hall, and he relaxed. 

He was just wearing a bathrobe, so he was just peaking, sticking his head out. 

The woman approached, and had a stern look on her face. "Brittany!" 

She looked at him, and said, "I'm sorry, did she disturb you mister?" 

"Yeah. But it's okay. No harm done." he responded with a soft smile. 

"Let's go. I'm sorry for the trouble." she pulled her daughter's arm, and walked to the elevator. 

"No, problem. Now you behave girl." he pointed at her and shook his head, "Kids." he sighed. 

The elevator door opened, and a peculiar figure came out. It was a really tall woman, she stood at about 6'9''ft, and was dressed in a tight black leather outfit, had shoulder length bloody red hair, a shoulder strap black bag, and black jackboots. 

She walked straight forward, and almost rammed the girl, going the other way. 

Her mother pulled her away from her path, and shouted, "Hey, watch it." but she didn't even pause her stride, until she reached the penthouse door, and asked him. 

"Zach Thompson?" her voice was deep and manly. 

"Yes!" he answered still a bit astounded. 

She kicked his balls, pushed him inside, and kicked the door shut behind them. Then grabbed his collar, and dragged him to the bed. 

He was surprised by her actions, and was trying to mumble some words. 

"Get ready to be punished." she cautioned. 

"Even more???" he grunted in pain. 

"Assume the position." she demanded, as she reached to get something from the bag. 

"Who are you?" he asked, trying to make some sense of this weird scene. 

"I'm your worst nightmare, and you're my bitch." she looked down on him with bloody eyes enhanced by the black mist makeup. 

"NO! NO! NO!" he punched the mattress. 

"Yes! Yes! Yes!" she hissed. 

"Why???" he looked up to the mirror on the ceiling, raising his arms. 

"Because you asked for it." she was blunt, "Now, you are going to gimme what I want, and I won't stop until I get it." she tied him to bed face down, in an inverted spread eagle. 

He tried to fight her, but he had already been beaten that night, and couldn't get away from her grip, she was really strong for a woman, in fact she didn't look like one, but more like a fantasy figure. 

"What do you want from me?" he cried in despair. 

"I want your asshole." she grinned. 

"Oh! No, please not again. This must be another nightmare." he cried. 

"Yes, a nightmare, you wished for." she added. 

"I wished for?" he was even more confused. 

"Yes, your actions have consequences, and I'm here to deliver them to you as you asked." she explained. 

"I never wished for any of this, I'm sure." he tried to reason with his mistress. 

"Yes you did. By the way you acted around the girls around you, looking at them like prizes, you had to win. Well today is the day of reckoning, and now your karma came to bite you in the ass." she giggled as she went to hook up her iPod to the stereo, and set the sound of his punishment. 

Then she took something from her bag. It was a small whip, which had several strips of leather, and flogged his bare ass, at the sound of - Smack my bitch up. 

Pounding his ass at the rhythm of the beat, and caressing it in the off beat. 

She turned it into piece a peace of red meat, ready for barbecue, while he cried, and shouted for her to stop that torture. 

She eventually did when the music ended, and then took his punishment to the next level, pulling a big black dildo from her bag, and a bottle of lube. 

He was in pain, but relieved that she had stopped the whipping. Although he knew she wasn't done with him yet, and was dreading her next move. 

He was pleasantly surprised when he felt the cool lube being rubbed in his sore ass, but when he realized what it was he started to quiver. 

She remained undeterred, and violently sunk the black snake down the hole. 

"Aaaaaaaaahhhh." he shouted, and squirmed in pain. 

"Now, now. That was just the head." she mocked him. 

"Please stop, I beg you. I'll do anything. Pleeeease!" he surrendered. 

"Well, it's too late for that now, next time think twice before using some girl like a toy." she advised. 

"I will, I promise. Now please stop." he was ashamed. 

"Its almost over, just for the final touch." she mounted the other end of the rubber toy, and jumped up and down on her knees, "Oooh, yeah, that's it, hmmm..." she panted. 

His humiliation was total, he just wished that his fiancee, had passed the chance to see him in that way. But it would still be on tape, and he realized that was even worse, 'cause that could be leaked to the internet, and he would never have peace again, because he would always be haunted by that. 

His misery was complete, and so was his torture, as his mistress started to squirt cum over his ass. 

She moaned, and groaned for a while, until she rested impaled over his ass, catching her breath. 

She eventually released him from the leather straps, that were tying him down, and pulled him to her lap. Then lifted him of the bed, and carried him, like a mother with a baby in her arms. She stopped in the balcony, and the cool night air, woke him from his trance, but before he realized where he was, she asked him, "Are you ready to be reborn?" 

He couldn't comprehend her question, but she insisted. 

"Just say Yes, or No, and I will act accordingly." she explained. 

He thought, he should go with Yes, or else is ordeal, might not end there, so he answered, "Yes, I do." 

She looked at him with a smile, and said, "Good choice." then swung her arms, and threw him flying out the balcony, saying, "I baptize you." and walked away. 

The penthouse stood only three stories high, above the pool, like what you would expect in a small town hotel and casino, so the nose dive, only lasted a few seconds, but before hitting the body of water, he still had the reflex of bringing the hands to cover his face, but otherwise the whole body hit flat on the surface, making a huge splash. 

Fortunately it was so late at night, that it was almost early, so no one was in the pool, but the few around it got a cold shower. 

As he hit the water, he fell unconscious, and just laid there in the middle of the blue rectangle, for a couple of seconds, until he recovered, as he started to drown, he coughed, gasped, and then swam to the edge. 

A black goon fished him from the water, wrapped him in a towel, and took him back to the penthouse, where he laid him on the bed. 

He fell on the bed, looked the black men in the eyes, and said. "Thank you." 

"Thank him." he pointed at Mr. Turbull, at the end of the bed. 

"Yeah, I told him to fish your sorry ass, from my pool, before you started to grow gills." he joked. 

"Thank you, again." he said looking at him. 

"Well, no need to thank me. I was just safeguarding my own interests. So you can repay your debt. Just stick to your end of the deal, that I'll stick with mine. And by the way, I liked the number, the last one did on you." he laughed, and then left him to rest. He relaxed for awhile, and then looked at the bed side table. There was a pile of chips with a note under it. 

He rolled over to the side to pick up the paper. It was written in red letters - I hope you liked my gift, and remember, I'm watching you. 

"That bastard!" he punched the bed. 

Then stood up, and went to relax in the tub's jacuzzis, where he soon fell asleep. 

********** 

Part Three 

(Candyman) 

He woke up with the night breeze coming from the open door in the balcony. 

So he picked himself up, and dragged his sore ass to the balcony to shut the door, then went to lay in the bed, where he stayed until the cleaning lady woke him up. 

"Cleaning service." she said entering the room. 

"Huh, hmmm..." he was still drowsy, "Waaa...what time...is it?" he asked, lifting is head from the pillow. 

"It's half past ten, mister." she answered, walking to the bathroom. 

"Hmmm...really, okay." he mumbled with passivity. 

"So, should I come back later?" she was standing at the end of the bed holding a trash bag. 

"Yeah, I'll get out in a while. Thank you." he waved. 

She left, and he started to get up. 

He went to take a quick shower, before dressing up and heading down for breakfast. 

********** 

His ass was still sore, so he couldn't sit. He went to the cocktail bar, and ordered coffee and a toast. 

He picked up the phone, and dialed. Then gave a bite on the toast, and sipped his cup while he waited for someone to answer. 

"Hello? Hi Annabelle, I'm sorry about that mess last night. So if you agree, we'll reschedule for tonight, I'll buy you dinner, what do you say?" he took another sip, "It´s a date, then. See you later." he hang up, with a smile on his face. He thanked God for giving him a chance to taste that honey pot again. 

He finished his coffee, and went to cash the chips, receiving a credit note of 1000$. 

Then headed home to take a much need rest, before that night's date. 

He took a pillow from the bedroom, and sat on it, on the drive home, to ease the pain. 

********** 

He slept like a baby, to recover from the beating and splashing, and woke up with a familiar sound. 

"Knock, knock! Its almost diner time, son!" his mother said, just sticking her head in the bedroom. 

"Oh shit!" he said, hitting the pillow. 

"Young man!" she frowned. 

"Sorry Mom! I'm going out to diner" he said, getting up. 

"Again!" she said with frustration on her face, then with a concerned voice continued, "Look, Zach! We really need to talk!" 

"Mom, it's getting late and I have a date!", he said, walking to the door. 

"NO! Not today!" she yelled, planting herself, right in front of him, blocking his way. 

Her attitude stunned him and stopped him in his tracks, but then he insisted. 

"Mom! I don't have time for this right now!" he said ushering her away. 

"Don't you remember what day it is today?" she asked, with an inquisitive face. 

"I think its April 5th, right?" he said, while scratching his head. 

"And that means..." she waited, for him to finish the sentence. 

"I don't know Mom, I really don't know." he said with frustration, but then charged again to the door, "And I don't have time for this game, right now." 

"It's my birthday. Don't you even remember my birthday!" she started to cry. 

"Oh, Mom, I'm so sorry!" he said, as he gave her a hug. "I'll make it up to you." he whispered to her. 

"I'm going to call off the date and then I'll take you out to dinner," he backed off, and then hold her hands, looked her in the eyes and said, "You'll be my date tonight!" 

Her face lit up, and a smile started to emerge. He cleaned her tears, rubbing his thumbs under her eyes, then leaned her head and gave her a soft loving kiss in the forehead. 

"Now, go get ready because its getting late, I still have to get something from the street, but I'll be back in a flash." he let her go and rushed into the bathroom. 

Then with supersonic speed, like Clark Kent changed into Superman, he dressed a black cotton shirt, blue denim jeans, brown suede jacket and matching shoes. 

He passed by his mother's room knocked on the closed white door, and then said hastily, "I'm going out, be ready when I come back, it shouldn't take long. Love you!" and rushed downstairs. 

Behind the closed door his mother, a middle aged woman, standing at 5'7"ft, was wearing a bathrobe and a towel on her head while going around the closet picking potential outfits. 

She displayed the clothes on the bed, then slipped out of the robe hanging it on the bathroom door. 

She was wearing a black lace bra and matching panties, which contrasted with her pale skin. 

Her well proportioned body, had been a little neglected, since she never felt the need to impress another man, so there were a few more curves due to the extra pounds, making her chubby but not fat. 

********** 

He sat comfortably on the pillow, and drove off. 

He tried to figure out how hold was she, and then realized it was a milestone birthday, the big Four-O. No wonder she was pissed. 

So he had to buy her something worthy of that date. He went to the mall, and cruised through a couple of shops before stopping at a jewelry, and looking at a sparkling silver butterfly necklace with incrusted crystals. 

He asked the lady how much it was, since he was strapped for cash, and was happy to ear that it was just 50 bucks. So he bought it, but before he left, he bought a long nightshirt. 

When he arrived back at the house, his mother was ready to go. She wore a black velvet dress that hugged all the right places. 

"Wow, Mom. You look hot." he said staring at the sight. 

"Thank you, Zack. I tried my best to impress you." she teased. 

"Well, you sure did. So let's go." he said still gazing at her. 

"I'm ready, if you are." she answered, promptly. 

"Let's start our date then." he sheepishly smiled. 

"Can't wait to see what you have prepared." she giggled. 

They sat on the car, and she was surprised to see him sitting on a pillow. 

"What is that for, honey." she asked, with a puzzled face. 

"I had a first degree encounter with my, again." he answered, with contempt. 

"And, he kicked your ass, again, I suppose?" she felt sorry for him. 

"Yeah. I guess he thought, I didn't get the message the first time." he said with sarcasm. 

"Looks like, he has a way with words." she grinned ironically. 

"I'm glad you're on his side." he replied. 

"Well, I can't help to say, I told you so." she frowned. 

"Let's get this over with then." he sighed. 

He backed up out the driveway, and drove off to the Casino. 

********** 

They remained silent during the whole trip, trying to forget the way their conversation ended, and getting in the mood for the birthday dinner. 

She felt good, feeling the night breeze blowing through her black locks. Her nipples hardened with the chill, but she didn't care about that, since she thought her son wouldn't notice them. 

But he did, and started to feel a little horny, forgetting about the annoyance with his mother. 

They arrived at the casino, and he parked the car on the underground park. 

Then opened the door to his mother, pick up the shopping bag, and accompanied her to the elevator. 

They exited in front of the restaurant, and walked in. 

Fortunately, the chairs were very puffy so he would be alright. 

They sat comfortably, at the clothed table, and waited for the waiter. 

"Good night. Feeling good this evening?" he asked with a cheery smile. 

"Yeah. It's my birthday." his mother answered pleased. 

"Ooh, special day, huh." he said with a cheerful look. 

"Yep, the big 4D." she quipped. 

"The fourth dimension?" he joked. 

"The fourth decade." he curbed their enthusiasm. 

"Well, I'll get some cake out for you. What's your name?" 

"Zoe." she happily replied. 

"Ok, I'll be right back to take your orders" and handed them the menus. 

He was trying to pick his dinner, when his phone started ringing. He took it from his jacket pocket, and saw who was calling. It was Annabelle. "Shit." he cursed. 

"Zach, watch your manners." she warned. 

"Sorry, 'bout that Mom." he apologized, "I've to take this. It's my date." he said getting up. 





The Alpha bet Ch. 05



"I thought you canceled it." she frowned. 

"Look's like I forgot." he said with embarrassment, "I'll be right back." he said hastily, and left. 

"Where are you?" he asked disoriented, "Ok, I'll be right there." he hang up angry with himself. 

He met them on the hall at the entrance of the restaurant. 

They both looked stunning, in matching gowns, but in different sizes and colors, black and white. They were knee-length, made of a shinny fabric, probably satin, and were sleeveless, with a V neck, with roses around the cleavage. 

"I thought we had an agreement?" she asked, with a stern face. 

"Sorry, but it's my mom's 40th birthday, and I promised her I would take her out on a birthday dinner date." he explained. 

"Well, looks like you're in a bit of trouble, since you promised us a dinner also." she pouted. 

"Then I guess, we'll have to make it a party of four then." he shrugged his shoulders. 

"Are you sure?" she looked unconvinced. 

"Sure it will be fine, its a party after all, and the more the merrier." he said trying to convince himself, that his mother would agree, "Follow me." he gestured. 

They followed him to the table, where his mother was. 

She was worried, about where he was, so she looked back to look for him, and was surprised to see him come back with company. 

He arrived at the table, and introduced his guests. "Mom, this is Annabelle, and her daughter Candace." he gestured. 

She felt a little awkward, but complimented them, "Hi, nice to meet you." 

"They'll be joining us for dinner, mom. Is that ok?" he asked, with a puppy face. 

She didn't to get angry with him in such a special day, so she looked at his face and agreed. 

"Thank you mom. I promise, you won't regret it." he said with relief. 

The waiter approached, and asked, "So I see the party, just got bigger." 

"Yes, my son had this little surprise for me." she said with irony. 

"Then I'll give you a little longer to decide." he smiled. 

"Thank you." she smiled back. 

They settled down, and chose their meals. Then the waiter came back and took their orders. 

At first the mood was a bit weird, because nobody knew what they should say. So he decided to break the ice by giving her the gifts he bought. 

He grabbed the bag and took out a medium size package, with a heart motif wrapping paper. 

"Hmmm, cute." she smiled. 

"C'mon, open it." he encouraged. 

"Ok, lets see what the cat dragged in." she joked, ripping the paper. 

She opened the plastic bag inside, and stood up to unfold the long nightshirt. It said - World's Best Mom. 

"Thank you honey." she was moved, and walked towards him to give him a kiss in the cheek. 

"I love you." he whispered. 

"I love you too." she murmured, and stepped back. 

"Wait, there's more." he said holding her hand, as she was leaving. 

"Ooh." she stopped, with surprise. 

"Here, I hope you like it." he handed her the velvet box. 

She opened it, and her eyes lit up. "Oh my..." she said taking her hand to her chest. 

She was a bit shaky, so he hold her around the waist, and asked a stupid question. "Do you like it?" 

"It's beautiful. Oh honey, you shouldn't have..." she lied. 

"Well, you deserve the best." he said proudly. "Let me make it, even better looking." he stood up, picked the lace from the box, placed it on her neck and closed it. "There. Now it looks stunning." he praised. 

The two guests at the table were also appreciating how beautiful it looked on her. 

She was so happy that she turned around, and gave him a deep kiss on the lips. 

He was taken by surprise, but didn't hold back. Then he said, catching his breath. "Wow, mom. That was the best thank I've ever got." 

"That's what you get, for treating a woman, like she deserves." she pouted, and sat back, showing off that gleaming masterpiece. 

After that moment the mood was cheerful, and the wine started flowing, except for his soda, and the rest of the dinner was just like a family reunion. 

********** 

The waiter took out the empty plates, and asked. "Do you want any desserts, or should I bring out the cake?" 

Everyone was satisfied, and making room for the cake, but he had plans for dessert, so he ordered. "I want strawberries with whipped cream, but you can already bring the cake." 

"Ok, mister. Coming right up." he took a mental note. 

A few moments later, while everyone was chatting he rolled in the cart, with the cake, and dessert, then picked it from under the cart, and placed it on the table. "Excuse me." he politely asked, setting the bowl of strawberries in the table."Should I?" he asked holding the whipped cream can. 

"No. I'll do it myself, thank you." he refused. 

"Ok then." he nodded, and cleared the table, to make room for the cake. 

Everyone stood up, and glanced to see how it looked. It was a medium size square, with pink icing, a couple of white and pink roses, and ten lit candles on each side, she had her work cut out for her. 

He placed it on the table, and it had written in chocolate syrup - Happy Birthday Zoe. 

Then placed four champagne glasses around the table, and picked up the ice bucket from under the cart, and started to unscrew the contraption over the cork. There wasn't much time to perform that operation, due to the pressure inside the bottle, so he looked up, and said, "Are you ready? 1,2,3." he cheered them on, and everyone sang along. 

"Happy Birthday to You, 

Happy Birthday to You, 

Happy Birthday Dear Zoe, 

Happy Birthday to You. 

From good friends and true, 

From old friends and new, 

May good luck go with you, 

And happiness too. 

Happy Birthday to You, 

Happy Birthday to You, 

Happy Birthday Dear Zoe, 

Happy Birthday to You." 

She made a wish, and then went around the table to blow out the candles. 

"Yay!" everyone clapped, as she caught her breath. 

Then the cork popped, and went flying across the room. The waiter filled the glasses, and Zach, lift it up to make a toast. "May we share many more to come, healthy and wealthy. Cheers." everyone raised their glasses, and the waiter joined them with the bottle, then everyone took a sip except him, and offered his glass to the waiter. "No alcohol for me." he explained. 

"Can you bring me a couple of doggy bags, please?" he politely asked. 

"Yes, sir. Right away." he answered hastily. 

"But you can finish your drink first." he calmed him down, " Have some cake too." he offered. 

"Thank you, again. I appreciate it." he answered with satisfaction. 

They all had cake, which was delicious, and then the waiter went to get the order. 

"Here it is sir. Anything else." he asked diligently. 

"No that's it. Put it on my tab, and make a good tip for you, okay." he winked. 

"Yes, sir. Will do. Come again, anytime." he smiled from ear to ear, and walked away. 

"Don't worry you'll hear from me again." he smirked, and waved. 

"We're going to ladies room, Zach." his mother shouted behind him. 

"I'll be right there." he said turning around. 

Then he picked up the can, put it in one of the bags, the strawberries in another, and the remaining cake on the other, and went to look for ladies. 

********** 

He had to wait a little bit outside the restrooms, until they finished freshen up. And that gave him time to think how could he ditch the old ladies, to score with the teenager. 

But that would prove to be unnecessary, because the giggles they were sharing when they came out, were from teasing the young girl, about that same subject. 

"I see you're all in good mood." he jested. 

"It's the wine son. It's just the wine." she continued to giggle. 

"Well, mom, I'm sorry but..." she cut him off. 

"We know son, go on. Show her a good time." she winked, then leaned over to give him another deep kiss on the lips. 

Again, he was caught off guard, but went along, and was surprised when her tongue, came out to play, but he didn't say no. "Wow, mom. That was intense." he panted. 

"Don't worry Candy, I was just warming him up for you." she teased. 

"Zoe and I, are going to check out the tables. So you too lovebirds, go do what birds, and bees do." she joked. 

"Well, in that case, let's go Candy. We have some unfinished business to attend to." he grinned. 

She was embarrassed by their nonsense, and was happy to see them go. So she held his left hand, and pulled him in the direction of the elevator. 

The doors closed, and he turned to her saying, "Alone at last." he smirked, then pulled the back of her neck to him, and wrapped his lips around hers in a tender wet kiss, which only stopped when the doors opened, and they rushed to the penthouse. 

********** 

He looked up and wondered if she was there. But this time no one was there. His fiancee, was forbidden by her father, and Angie was forbidden by the owner. Which was playing a high stakes game, in the same room that his misery started. 

She felt him absent, and brought him back to earth with a sequel of their last kiss. 

He happily obliged, and wrapped his arms around her, making it a deep, and passionate kiss. 

His hands drifted down, caressing her butt. She wiggled it responding to his touch, and rubbed her thigh on his crotch. 

He squeezed her buttock, and then moved his hands back up, to pull the strap of the zipper, whispering in her ear. "Let´s unwrap my gift." She turned around, and in a blink there was a pool of white satin on the floor. 

Her sculptural body was now uncovered, and his blood started to stir. His nostrils filled with her scent, like a ripe fruit taken from the tree. It was fresh, floral, and sweet. 

His mouth started watering up as he remembered her taste, and he licked his lips. He couldn't wait much longer. He had to drink her honey again. 

He picked her up, she wrapped her legs around his waist, and he dove between her mounds, licking and kissing frantically. Then pushed her white satin push up bra, out of the way, to uncover her light pink nipples, who were at attention. 

He sucked on them, like a baby, and she started to moan with pleasure."Hmmm, that's it, hmmm, I love it, hmmm..." 

She started rocking her hips, and that was the signal, she was ready to go, to the next level. 

He laid her on the bed, and following through his motion, pulled her white satin and lace thong, down and out. 

The secret cave was now visible, and was only covered by a light golden bush. His blood started to boil. That was the holly grail, and he wanted to drink from it. 

He threw away his jacket, pulled out his shirt, and jumped on the bed, like a tiger to catch his prey. But this one didn't put up a fight, in fact she spread her legs wider, to welcome him. 

And his dream came true, as he touched her swollen lips, already wet with her juice, and it tasted like a nectar of the gods. 

He was feeling like a kid at a candy store, and wanted to have some more of that candy. 

So he swirled his tongue around her pink rosebud, sending shivers up her spine. He licked and kissed, up and down her virgin alto flute mouth, hitting high pitch notes out the other end, in the key of G major. 

That was music to his ears, and he was achieving the result he was after, her pussy lips got wetter, and he knew the hot spring was just waiting to be released, so he drilled her mound, with his tongue going deeper and deeper until a geyser hit him in the eye. 

He had found the fountain of youth again, the honey gushed out of her, and he drank it eagerly, like a camel returning from a journey through the desert. 

He delighted on her juice, and thought that should have been the the drink that he could get drunk, without sending him into a coma, but if he died at that moment, he would die a happy man. 

His mind was so far high up in the sky, that he floated between the clouds, and felt the warmth of the sun on his heating his limb."That's strange, just my dick. Why?" he wondered. 

He came crashing down when he looked at his crotch, and saw it was as wet as his face. 

He came at same time she did, and now his boxers, and pants were soiled. 

"Oh well, they have to came off anyway." he thought, and got up to do just that. 

She was laying spent on the bed, arms and legs spread, like a fallen angel. 

********** 

He threw them in a bundle on the tub, then sprayed some water over it, and left it soaking to avoid stains. 

When he returned to the bedroom, she was sitting in bed like a puppy, awaiting the arrival of her owner. 

They exchanged smiles, as he picked up the doggy bags, from the corner table, and walked up to her. 

"It's time for dessert." he announced, shaking the bags. 

"Hmmm, good idea. I need something to eat after that." she agreed. 

"Then lay back, and let me set the table." he set the bags on the bed, and opened them, as she did as he told. 

He pulled out the can of whipped cream, and shook it. Then made small circles over each nipple, and two more across her chest, another one on her navel, and the last one on her tongue. 

Then placed a strawberry on each of them. The table was set, and it was a sight for sore eyes. 

He didn't waste any time to start mouthing them, from the belly, and moving up. 

He chewed the juicy fruits, and licked the cream off her silky skin, quickly arriving at her breasts, where he took his time. First licking around them, then the edge of nipples, and finally scooping the red hearts, from their pedestal, gently biting her tender nipples, as he wiped them clean. 

When he reached her mouth, he found it empty, but he didn't mind. He just continued as if it was there and twirled his tongue around hers, and they sunk on the bed, in a deep wet kiss. 

After awhile they parted, catching their breath. 

She leaned over him, and said, "It's not fair, you ate all the strawberries, and I only had one." she protested. 

"Don't worry I've saved the last one for you." he turned to get it out of the bag, "Here, come and get it." he hold it between is teeth. 

"It's mine." she claimed, jumping on him, and snatching it from his grip. Then fell in another wet kiss. 

He pulled back moments later, and reached the last bag. It had a piece of his mother's birthday cake, which he grabbed, and fucked right through, until it rested on his lap. 

"Time to make a wish." he declared. 

"Huh, but the cake is for me, right?" she was confused. 

"Yes. It's your time to make a wish, before blowing the candle. Then you can eat the cake." he clarified, "But don't eat to much, 'cause I need it to put your cherry on top." he teased. 

"Wow, nice candle. But how are you going to lit it." she joked. 

"Its already on fire, can't you feel the heat." he pulled her hand, and hold it as she rubbed it up and down his hard candy stick. 

"Yeah, now I see." she giggled. 

"Well, what are you waiting for, blow it." he urged. 

"OK, ok, hold your horses. I haven't made my wish yet." she hit back. 

"Go on then. The candle is getting smaller." he pressed. 

"You should be cheering me on. Not forcing me, 'cause that way you make me feel uncomfortable." she complained. 

"I'm sorry, you're right. Okay, here it goes. Happy Birthday to You, Happy Birthday to You..." he sang. 

"Now, that's much better." she smiled, and hummed. 

"Happy Birthday Dear Candy, Happy Birthday to You." he finished. 

She kissed the tip off his ice cream cone, and he said, "Yeaaah." and clapped above her head, as she licked, the strawberry topping. 

She started to lick down the side of his rod, and he pushed her head down, burying it in the cake, and making a mess. 

She was caught off guard, but then fought back, and lifted her face, showing the new makeup. 

"What was that for?" she pouted. 

"I'm sorry, I just couldn't help it, it was stronger than me. But it was worth it. Look at you." he pointed, and laughed. 

"Oh really. Ok then. If you want war, that's what you'll get." she grabbed a handful of cake, and smashed it on his face. 

"Ough, Ough..." he coughed, to expel the cake that she had shoved down his mouth. 

"You're right, it was worth it." she mocked him. 

"War, it is." he grabbed a piece of cake from his lap, and threw it right in the middle of her chest. 

She answered in kind, and they engaged in a food fight, rolling back and forth on the bed. 

He managed to get on top of her, and claimed victory, "I won." 

"Not so fast." she wouldn't settle for second best, and gave him a knee in the balls, to take his place. 

"Uuuughhh." he screamed. 

"All is fair in love, and war." she replied. 

He was curling in pain, and didn't ear her remark, "What's wrong with women nowadays!" he blurted out. 

"I guess men don't like to loose the war." she reacted. 

"I'm more a, make love not war, kind of guy, you know." he responded. 

"Well, in that case, looks like I'm going to have to put you back into shape, to do that." she smirked. 

"Now, you're talking my language." he grinned. 

She kneeled between his legs, and over his cock. Then started caressing his limp limb, to restore its strength. 

Like a licensed masseuse, she took away his pain, and replaced it with pleasure, making his shaft rise again from the ashes, like a reborn phoenix. 

She used her saliva, as massaging oil, to help her hand slide around the muscles of his cock, licking it from time to time. 

His blood was now starting to boil, and although he was enjoying the feel of her tongue on his skin, he needed to feel the inside of her vagina. So he pulled her head back, and said, "It's time." 

She shuddered, with the sound of his words. That was the moment. It all had been a walk up to that point, and now their were standing in front of the rollercoaster, awaiting their turn. 

Her puppy eyes said it all, she was afraid, but excited at the same time. It was a mix of emotions that paralyzed her, and made her lose touch with reality. 

He was now getting accustomed with dealing with virgins, so he fondled her golden hair, then her cheeks, and pulled her to him for a loving kiss. 

She started crying nervously, "It's okay, its okay." he gave her a hug, and held her for a while, until her sobbing stopped. 

He leaned back, looked in the eyes, and said, "It's alright to be scared, but you don't have to worry, I'll take it slow, and I'll stop if you feel uncomfortable. You call the shots ok. This is your moment, so I don't want to ruin it for you. Are we cool?" he tranquilized her. 

"Yes, I'm ready." she whispered. 

"Gimme a kiss then. Let's seal the deal." he said to ease the mood. 

"Yes..." she leaned in, and their mouths approached in slow motion, then joined in a soft and tender kiss. 

It was just like if he was gearing up to lose its own cherry, the way that girl made him feel so full of love. It was surely her honey that made him drunk of love. 

Their lips parted, and it was like when a woman gives birth, she knew her life was about to change for ever. 

They started to take their positions to start that sexual dance, but they need a tune to dance to, so he shuffled through his iPod, hooked it on the sound system, adjusted it so it played just as a background track, and they were ready to rock. 

He took the remote to the bed, and then placed it beside her spread left leg, within his reach, just waiting for the right time to invite Aguilera to join them with her Candyman. 

But before the show started, he had to taste her again. He just couldn't get enough of her juice. He was turning into a honeyholic. 

So he licked her lips, and she shivered. His tongue traveled all over her vulva, sending lots of flashes coursing through her body, and increasing her wetness, until he felt she was ready to receive his gift, but he couldn't afford to be sloppy, so he wrapped it in a white latex cover with a smiley face on the tip. 




The Alpha bet Ch. 05



He pulled her to the edge of the bed, and moved closer, to put his phallus over her pubis. 

Then he picked up the remote, pressed play, and Aguilera joined in on the fun, making her laugh when she realized what song it was. He had hit the nail on the head. 

He took advantage of her relax, and pushed the tip of his harpoon, onto the entrance of her blowhole. 

"Aaahh..." she gasped, "Go slow." she cautioned. 

"I'm going as slow as I can." he confirmed. 

The music was entertaining, and she was following its beat trying to relax as much as she could, but he felt she was still to stiff to go any further, so he started to rub her clit, in small circles, and putting a little pressure on. 

Her defenses began to fall, and her libido took over, she shuddered at his touch and began to groan, "Ooooh, Oooh, Oooooohhh." 

He felt her track become moister, and her muscles relaxing, so he pushed another notch. 

His clicking on her bonus button, was paying off, and he was now advancing, at a low but steady pace, passing the checkpoints, with time to spare, until he decided to stop at the boxes to change tires. 

"Ooooohhh." she panted, as he pulled his coated meat loaf, from her steamy oven. The condom he chose in the first place was funny, but too tight, which he already knew and used as constrictor, to spearhead through her tight pussy, but now she was looser, so he changed to another that had embossed waves to increase the sensations caused by the friction on the walls of her vagina. 

Since this new gimmick was wider, he had to start the process all over again. 

But this time she was more welcoming, and he got his genitalia halfway inside of her in no time. 

Now he just had to push a little further to get across the finish line. So he inserted another coin on the available slot, meaning, he pushed his pinky inside her asshole, and she jumped with surprise, which he used to his benefit ramming the rest of his prick on her womb. 

"Aaaaaahhh..." she cried, when he popped her cherry. 

She froze in shock. So he pulled her off the bed, and hold her against him, fucking her in the air. 

His dick sank even deeper inside her, with each thrust, she was a rag doll in his arms, and any of them couldn't utter a word, just grunts, "Uhhgh, ughh, ugghhh..." 

She was getting to her climax, and so was he, as the pace of their vehicles accelerated, to the get across the finish line on top. 

Their engines were firing in all cylinders, and their bodies were covered in sweat, when powerful orgasms unleashed simultaneously inside them. The force of the storm send them crashing on the bed, like a large tree pulled from the ground. 

A river of fluids was pouring out of her her wet cave, and over their thighs as they remained locked in each others arms, panting. 

After a while they broke their embrace, and he slipped out of her honey well, but was struck immediately by the scent coming out, and was hypnotized instantly. 

He had to drink her honey one last time, as if it was the last thing he did. 

So he went to get a glass, and gathered as much of her juice as he could with his hands, into it. Then picked up another glass, and peeled back the skin off his snake, then carefully poured the content inside it, then got some ice cubs from the mini bar, and dropped them on the glasses. 

She recovered from her orgasm, and saw him stirring the glasses on the table. 

"What are you doing?" she wondered. 

"I'm preparing two special cocktails, to celebrate your passage to womanhood." he replied. 

"What's in it?" she was curious. 

"It's a secret recipe. Taste it, and then I'll share it with you." he teased. 

"Okay, I could use a drink anyway. You drained, me." she remarked. 

"Yep, till the last drop." he smirked, and walked up to the bed, where he sat beside her, offering her drink. 

"Alright, lets see what you got there." she grabbed the glass. 

He raised his glass, to make a toast, "I wish you, a long a happy life, surrounded by people who love you, and may this day mark the beginning of a time where you'll build your own family, with as many kids as you like. Cheers." they joined their glasses, and then sipped their drinks. 

"Hmmm..." he savored. 

"Ouggh, Ougghh..." she choked. 

"There, there, that's it." he patted her back. 

"This taste like your cum." she said bluntly. 

"Hmmm, now you know the secret." he smirked. 

"Well, it tastes good actually." she noticed, licking her lips. 

"No junk food, or alcohol, for me. Just healthy stuff, and I guess it shows." he gloated. 

"This is just one more reason, to make it a day I'll never forget." she pointed out. 

"I'm glad for my part in this experience." he said with satisfaction. 

"Thank you, I had a wonderful time, and I'll recommend you to my friends." she complimented him. 

"Don't exaggerate too much, so they don't expect me to perform miracles, okay." he winked. 

"Don't worry, I'll just tease them. You can fill in the details." she reassured him. 

"Well, it's was fun, but I guess, time flies when we're having fun, and I think our time is up." he sipped the last drops of his glass. 

"Yeah, we should be heading down, and see what those two have been up to." she sighed. 

"Lets get dressed then." he grabbed her glass, and placed both on the table, then went to fish his trousers from the bathtub. 

After he dried them with the blow dryer, he dressed them, and went to get the rest of his clothes. They composed themselves, and left their love nest.

********** 

They searched for them on the tables, but found them laughing at each other, in the lounge bar. 

They were happy drunks, and followed them to the parking lot, in a clumsy and cheerier way. 

Well actually they were carried, cause their state didn't allowed them to take two steps without falling. 

Each one dropped off, their mothers in their cars, and then said goodbye with one last kiss. 

A looong passionate kiss. 

"Thank you." she said when their lips parted. 

"Thank you." he replied sincerely. 

She walked away, to her mother's car, and drove off. 

He stood there watching her leave, like a dog when is owner goes away. 

He was enticed by that golden angel, and just wished that wasn't the last time he saw her.