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Alanna and Connie Bag a Deal

By: plastic_dna



Alanna Caruthers sat in the Four Season's bar, staring pensively at her third scotch and soda. She felt incredibly tense. She couldn't stop herself worrying about the deal. Would it go through or will Mel and Brain, the buyers from London, bail out at the last moment? This was a big one. If it passed, Alanna and her partner Connie Sachs would make a very good bonus just in time for Christmas. Enough to buy the sweet little Maserati that Alanna had been wanting for over three years. Alanna was soon turning forty four and felt that the car was a long overdue birthday gift. She needed distractions like beautiful sports cars and designer wear and expensive watches. Her two children were off to boarding school, her husband Mark always too busy with work - luxuries like the Maserati keep her going. She needed to feel that she was good at her job and the car was her way of assuring herself. 

Mel, ever the gentleman, had told her in his deep, aristocratic sounding voice that they had liked whatever they had seen so far. The buyers did not have the time to visit the gallery that employed Alanna, and they wanted to see the catalogue first before deciding to make a trip out of town. Off the record, they had told them that if they liked the catalogue, visiting the gallery to conclude the purchase was just a formality. So Alanna and Connie had flown to London to make their pitch. All morning, Mel and Brain had pored through the catalogue, asking a ton of questions about antiquity, historical eras, and authenticity certificates. Alanna sensed that Mel was happy with the answers but she was not so sure about Brain. He was taciturn and did not look impressed. 

The buyers only had to look at one last piece of the catalogue - seals from Sumer and Akkad - before they made a decision. Typical of Connie - she had forgotten the brochure in their hotel room. Connie had offered to get it to the bar but the men wanted to go with her and look at it in the hotel room. 

It had been almost half an hour. Maybe Connie needed help – the buyers did have a lot of questions. Alanna settled the due and grabbing the rest of the catalogue brochures, walked to the lifts. She noticed the men in the bar give her appreciative looks. Though she was not getting as much time in the gym as she would have liked to, for a woman of forty she was very good looking: her neatly ironed long black hair, oval face, a small but sensual mouth, her designer clothes and shoes, her lightly bronzed skin and her nearly 6-foot height all combined to radiate a certain haughty sex appeal that she maintained with a calculated aloofness. With 42D breasts, and a shapely but firm behind, she was curvy in the right places. Her slight love handles sometimes made her feel insecure, but then she knew that there were so many men out there who didn't care for stick figures.

Connie had big breasts too, she thought, slightly smaller than hers, but used to better effect than hers. Connie was about five years younger and liked to show of her assets with a carefully selected ensemble of cleavage baring dresses. Even her business suits, like the one she had worn today, gave off a slutty aura. With features that complemented her slutty attire - a pretty face with soft brunette hair cut shoulder length, full pouty lips and creamy white skin - Connie was the one who got asked out all the time by strangers while on their business trips, even though she too was married and had a big diamond ring to show for it. Connie had that carefree, easy going nature that men found approachable and she didn't think twice about cheating on her husband either. Sometimes Alanna envied Connie – she craved the male attention that Connie got so effortlessly, and wished that she too could let her guard down more often. 

She's probably flirting with the buyers right now, Alanna thought. They were her type – sophisticated, urbane, mid to late thirties, better than average-looking, with firm hard bodies. Married or single, Alanna knew Connie didn't care – the woman virtually hit on anything that moved and had a penis. 

Alanna got off at her floor and walked up to the hotel room. She didn't have to use her key as the door was unlocked. On entering, saw Connie sitting on the couch, Mel and Brian on either side. She was dumbstruck at what her eyes registered next. Connie had her top off and Mel and Brian each held one of her large breasts, strumming her silver dollar size nipples. Her tits shone with an oily gleam and Alanna could see why - there was a bottle of olive oil on the coffee table, which they had probably ordered from room service. Judging by the half-empty bottle, Brian and Mel had used a fair bit of it on her humungous mounds. 

She was supposed to show them the catalogue, not get her breasts oiled for heaven's sake! Alanna did not know who came on to whom, but there they were. The trio did not show signs of stopping after her entrance. She just stood there at the door with her mouth hanging open. 

'Close the door Alanna, and come inside. These two gentlemen had a wager on whether my tits were natural and how big my nipples were so I had to take my top off - they insisted you see,' said Connie and flashed a wicked grin as if the explanation was somehow going to nullify the absurdity of the situation. You horny bitch, Alanna thought. 'One thing led to another and now they are convinced that my tits are natural. Mel won the bet!' said Connie. 

'I'm happy for Mel honey. Do you want me to come back later?' said Alanna with a bemused look on her face. 

'Absolutely not! This is your room as well. And besides we were waiting for you. The guys have been teasing me silly and my pussy is so wet one could swim in there. They refuse to touch it or let me get any sort of relief. They wanted to wait for you,' said Connie. 

'Yes we were Alanna. We were hoping you would join us. We noticed you have been working very hard on this deal and it's only fair we help you take the edge off.' This was Mel. He held her gaze with a focused attention that sent waves of excitement through Alanna. 

'Please do stay. If you don't want to join us I can understand but the guys insist that you at least watch us. I need to have some tension relief badly! We've both been working our asses off on this deal,' said Connie. 

Alanna struggled with conflicting emotions. She hadn't had sex for weeks now and she was horny as a jungle cat in heat. She wasn't too fastidious about cheating on her husband. Though not as promiscuous as Connie, she had had her share of meaningless flings. She found Mel very attractive and Brian was not bad either, although he had done more than enough to turn her off with his arrogant behaviour. But modesty and professionalism prevented her from ripping her clothes off then and there. A part of her wanted her to walk away, but then, as Connie said, this was her room too and if they wanted to have sex, it was their problem. 

'Alright, I'll stay. But this is very unorthodox. Mr Mel and Mr Brian, you ought to know that Connie and I don't usually enter into such situations with our clients.'

'But you do sometimes, going by conditionality in your sentence,' said Brian.

Alanna froze with embarrassment. She didn't realize she was being so obvious. She was speaking the truth of course. She was thinking of the time when Connie and she had had sex with Bob Fenwick after concluding a deal. But that was different. Bob had seduced Connie and then her, separately. The women came to know about each other's sexual adventure when they talked about it later.

'Don't worry,' said Mel, ' your participation or refusal to do so will not affect our business or our professionalism. We are still committed to buying from your gallery. You needn't feel pressurised in any way.'

'Okay, but I'm not sure of this and I'm just going to be a silent spectator,' Alanna said, much against her desire to join them.

'Suit yourself,' said Connie. 'Now gentlemen, are you going to show me your cocks or what?'

With this encouragement, Brian stood up to undress while Mel latched on Connie's left tit with his mouth, eliciting a moan from her. She unzipped his trousers and snaked her hand inside the fly. Her eyes opened wide in surprise as she encountered Mel's hardening member. It was huge. Even semi-hard, it felt very thick. 'Take it out,' she hissed, 'I want to taste it.'

'While he does that, here's something similar,' said Brain and presented his cock for her inspection. He was completely naked now and held his stiffening cock in his left hand, his right reaching down to squeeze her tits. 

Connie couldn't believe it. The brunette had experienced her share of men, but the cock hanging in front of her face was of a size she had seen only in porno movies. It had to be at least eleven inches when hard, she guessed. And it was thick. She could barely wrap her hand around it. Looking up at him with lust, she brought his penis to her lips. Brian was leaking precum and Connie lapped at it with languid strokes of her tongue, moaning at the salty taste. Still looking up at him, she opened her mouth wide, inviting him to slide it in. 

Brain did not hesitate. He began stuffing her mouth with his cock. 'Make it wet and sloppy,' he commanded. Connie only moaned in response and opened wider for his fuckmeat. She absolutely loved that he was hardening in her mouth, forcing her to stretch her jaws. The knob of his dick was now at the entrance to her throat. She would let it past, but not yet. She wanted him fully hard. 

Sensing resistance, Brian slid his cock out, then in again, back and forth, slowly, getting used to the feel of her mouth. Connie was building up the saliva in her mouth and now drops of it were escaping out of the corners of her fully stretched lips. Brian's cock was so big, when he hit her throat, her lips were only halfway down his cock. She wrapped her fingers around the bottom half of his prick, assisting Brian with his back and forth movements. Sloppy sounds came out of her mouth. Brian found this very exciting, and his cock became fully erect. Sensing this, Connie pulled it out with a loud pop and a groan, and stared at it in admiration. 

'God! This is so big and absolutely yummy!' she cried and stuffed it back in her mouth again. Slurp, slurp, slurp she went, drooling all over his meaty shaft. Brian began picking up pace and his cockhead nudged against the entrance of her throat with increasing frequency. Connie knew it was time to get serious. Reluctantly she pulled his cock out and looking into his eyes whispered harshly 'Go deeper. Fuck my throat. Shove it all the way in. I can take it.' As if this wasn't direct enough, she grabbed his hands and placed them on her head.

Brian couldn't believe his ears. This woman was nasty and she wanted it bad! Grinning from ear to ear, he fed his meat into her warm wet mouth again. He gripped her head and tentatively pushed his cockhead past into her throat. There was no gag reflex from Connie, so he continued pushing further, inch by slow inch, until her nose was buried in his pubic hair. 

'Look at me,' he commanded and Connie obliged. Her eyes were watering with the strain of taking his large cock but there was also a lusty excitement in them. 

'Do you like my cock?' he asked. She nodded her head. 'Do you want more?' Again a nod. 'Are you glad you are getting it?' Nod. 'Say please,' he ordered. Connie fluttered her eyelashes in response. 'What? I can't hear you.' She tried saying please but found it extremely difficult to make herself clear with hard cock stuffed in her gullet. Only a low moan came out. 

'I still can't hear you!' Brian said, loudly this time.

Connie found Brian's commanding her very exciting. She pulled his cock out with a gasp and said 'Please Brian, stop teasing. I need it so badly! Yes please, please fuck my face with your cock. Screw me like you mean it. Hard and deep!' 

With a involuntary howl she grabbed his cock and slid it back into her mouth. She grabbed his ass, hoping to pull his cock deeper. But Brian didn't allow her the opportunity. He grabbed the back of her head and began to fuck her face, hard. His thrust his hips like he was fucking a cunt, giving it to Connie the way she wanted. He would pull his cock until the head was at her tonsils and pushed it back again, faster and faster. Connie lost control. All she wanted to do was let him ream her until she couldn't take it anymore. Moaning incessantly she squeezed her tits hard. 

The pace of Brian's fucking made her gag. Gluck, gluck gluck, she went. Drool dripped down her chin and onto her big tits. Her hands tried to massage the spit onto her heaving tit-flesh of their own accord. The room was filled with sounds of the sloppy throat fuck she was receiving and Brain's guttural groans and obscenities. 

Gluck gluck.

'Fuck yes!' 

Gluck. 

'Oh Connie you take it all! That's a good girl! Eat it.' 

Gluck gluck gluck. 

Brian was now actually slamming his thighs against her face. He felt a light tap on his shoulder. Mel was standing next to him, naked, prick in hand. He wanted his turn. Not wanting to deprive his friend of Connie's cock-sucking skills, he pulled his cock out. Connie was left gasping and heaving. 

'Oh my God! That was amazing. Why did you stop? Please do it some more!' she pleaded. 

'Connie you bad girl, you forgot about me,' said Mel with mock reproach. Brain now stepped aside and Mel waved his rock hard prick in her face. He was leaking precum and spread it all over her lips and cheeks by repeatedly slapping her with his cock. 

Connie couldn't believe her luck. Mel was equally endowed - his cock actually looked thicker, though about an inch shorter Brian's. She didn't have to say anything. She placed a pillow on the floor, knelt on it and clasped her hands behind her. She thrust her chest out and opened her mouth wide. Mel didn't waste any time in cramming his burning hot fuck-rod into her willing mouth. He slid it back and forth a few times, getting used to her flesh, and then without warning pushed his dick deep into her throat. Connie gagged which got Mel more excited and he pumped faster.

Mel in time became even more forceful and aggressive than Brian. Not satisfied with depth he was reaching, he pushed her head on the edge of the sofa and turned himself around so that he faced her pussy. The angle would allow him to go deeper than before. Mel again slid his monster prick into her throat. 

'Aaah, thats a good girl,' he sighed in appreciation as he hit rock bottom. His balls were now resting on her chin. He reached down and held her fat tits for leverage. Mel proceeded to fuck her mouth relentlessly, his thighs gripping her head and tightly holding her in place against the sofa. 

Across the room Alanna was watching the scene with rapt attention. Her pussy was wet and leaking and she was excited beyond words. Connie is really enjoying it, she thought. Too reserved to open her mouth, she mentally encouraged Mel to fuck her friend harder and faster. It was a turn on to see two sophisticated and urbane gentlemen act like animals. It was a turn on to see Connie's gleaming tits wobble with the force of the fucking she was receiving. She wanted to see Mel spurt his load all over Connie's sexy face. 

Brian glanced at Alanna and smiled. He waved his cock at her. 

Alanna couldn't stop herself anymore - the sex in the room was incredibly hot and now she wanted a piece of the action. She wanted what Connie was getting. 

As if in a trance she slowly got up from her chair and began undressing. She almost ripped her expensive suit off. Her hands pulled frantically at her blouse buttons. Her heavy tits seemed to have grown bigger, threatening to pop out of her bra. She moaned in frustration when she reached around and couldn't immediately find the bra hook. Damned thing. There it was! She used all her strength to pull the hook off and tossed the bra aside. Her aching boobs now stood proud and unsupported for the entire world to see. 

Brain walked up to her and roughly squeezed both her tits. He lifted them one after another as if ascertaining the weight of each one. Alanna grinned and gave him a long French kiss. She grabbed his cock and began to jerk on it. 

Brain wagged his finger as if to say no and motioned her to follow him. He walked over to the sofa where Connie was getting her throat reamed and placed an identical cushion on the floor. Alanna obediently knelt on the cushion and, remembering what she had seen Connie do, clasped her hands behind her back and indicated her acquiescence by beaming a broad smile up at Brain. 

'Fuck me,' she said, not fully sure that the words were hers. Her mouth opened, cock slid in, and Alanna mentally prepared herself to be throat fucked. She knew Brain would not go easy on her after Connie had set the standard, so to say. 

Alanna loved to deepthroat though she had never been done by a cock this big before. When her husband was not at home, Alanna liked to practice deepthroat on a 9-inch dildo that she had purchased on an impulse. Brain's cock was bigger and wider, but she felt she was up for the challenge. 

Brain went slow at first but soon began giving Alanna the same reaming that Connie was receiving. Occasionally he would pull out, and maul her tits roughly, slap them around, and tell her that she must take him deeper and that he was going to fuck her mouth even harder. Alanna's eyes watered with the exertion and her lungs screamed for air. But whenever Brian pulled out, she couldn't wait until he slid his iron-hard fuck-stick back in again. She moaned like she'd lost something precious until Brian consented to stuff his prick back. Alanna had lost all her inhibitions or at the worst, temporarily suspended them. 

Mel saw the action unfolding next to him and pulled Connie off the sofa and made her kneel next to Alanna. He was excited by the thought of the two big-breasted women giving sloppy blowjobs side by side. Connie and Alanna smiled at each other, slightly amused by the turn of events. In the bar, Alanna had never imagined that she and Connie would soon be naked and throat gagging on Mel and Brian's hard cocks. 

Connie reached out to squeeze Alanna's tits and said – 'Alanna you sexy bitch! So this is what you've been hiding under those thick layers of fabric. I knew you were a slut for cock the first time I worked with you but it's taken all these months for you to loosen up. Do you like my tits?' She shook her shining mounds at her. 

'Yes, they are very nice and firm. And yes, I guess I am a bit shy at first, but it's just how I am, ' said Alanna, tentatively reaching out to fondle Connie's breasts. 

'Do you like gagging on strange men's cocks while your husband is busy working his ass off?' It was Mel. 

'Yes, I do,' Alanna admitted a bit reluctantly. 'My husband and I rarely have sex and I have my needs too. Are you guys going to fuck us some more or are we going to talk about our spouses?' Allanna challenged the men with a sultry smile. 

Egged on by these words, both the men smirked and resumed their assault. Soon both women were gagging continuously while Mel and Brian enjoyed their throats. Alanna and Connie's huge tits swung from side to side and shone with saliva while their nipples turned hard as pencils. 

From time to time Mel and Brian would pull out and switch partners. They wanted to experience both women as much as possible. The women used this opportunity to get a breather and lavish their attention on the men's heavy balls. The men groaned and indicated their appreciation for Alanna and Connie by calling them filthy names. 

Connie, the greedier of the two, would sometimes let go of her partner, turn to Alanna and pull the cock in Alanna's mouth to her own to suck on it, while Alanna moaned in protest. Picking up on Connie's lead, after a few moments, Alanna would snatch away the cock Connie was feasting on eliciting an equally frustrated cry from Connie.The oversexed women would then share the cock back and forth. The one not sucking helped the other by holding her head and forcing it on the cock. Occasionally, they kissed each other like they had seen women in porno movies do. They knew it would excite the men. Brian and Mel were incredibly turned on and knew that the end was approaching.