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Indecent Proposal Ch. 02

By: BOSTONFICTIONWRITER



My friend Phil was the quintessential bachelor not getting married until he was nearly forty, thirty-seven to be exact. He owned a gym, drove a new Corvette convertible, and was a regular, every night, at all of Boston's hot spots. Friendly and personable, Phil knew everyone and because he was such a popular guy, everyone wanted to be his friend. Every weekend, it seemed, he had a different, beautiful woman on his arm. A good looking, physically fit, and successful businessman, all the women wanted to land him. Yet, he always had an excuse.

"Yeah, she's pretty, has a great body, and is fun to be around, Freddie, but she has two small kids and an ex-husband. That's a lot of baggage to deal with every night when I come home from the gym tired and hungry."

"Yeah, but Phil, you take the good with the bad. Besides, it could be nice to have a ready made family, notwithstanding the ex-husband."

"Yeah, family is nice, Freddie, but I met her mother and her mother is fat. I can just picture Janice looking like her mother in a few years, you know."

I figured that he was never going to commit to one woman and never get married, why should he, he was having the time of his life. He did whatever he wanted whenever he wanted, lived in a beautiful house, and had sex more often with attractive and desirable women than any horny teenager had sex with himself jerking off to nude photos of Lindsay Lohan and Paris Hilton. Sure, you could make the argument for kids, but Phil did not want any children. He had two already, that he knew of and that he was held legally responsible for from chance sexual encounters, a daughter with a gorgeous African American Delta Airlines stewardess and a son with a hot Mirage Hotel Hostess in Vegas. I would have gotten down on bended knee with either one of those women, but not Phil. He was looking for the ultimate woman and I fear that he was looking for someone who did not exist.

With a no contest defense, he paid his child support after receiving the results from DNA tests that he was required to take to satisfy paternity suits and said good-bye to both these gorgeous women. Last I heard from Phil, they were married and happy without him. He visited with his children a couple times a year, basically, Christmas and birthdays. Custody was not a condition of the settlement that Phil sought or wanted, as he was not the fatherly type. Matter of fact, Phil was a child in a man's body.

Then, he met Lana. Actually, it was Lana who picked up Phil at Roxie's nightclub. She made an impression with him when she asked him to dance and then left suddenly with another man. There was something about her that haunted him, besides the fact of not being able to take her home and to bed, which he usually did when he met a woman. Also, when dancing with her, holding her in his arms, and looking in her eyes, she touched him inside and he lusted to feel her incredibly amazing body against him, again, only, this time without clothes. She was all that he thought about until he saw her again that following Saturday night. This time, he asked her to dance. This time, he left with her. They were married within the month.

Only Lana was nobody's fool. In attitude, Lana reminded me of the witty, tough blonde in the Raging Bull, Cathy Moriarty, but with the feminine sexiness of Tuesday Weld (remember her from Dobie Gillis and other movies). She had the outrageously hot body of Angelina Jolie, working out nearly as much as macho man Phil and had the angelic face of Heidi Klum. Only Lana was no composite fictional character, she was her own person and the real thing. She was married and divorced twice and had one kid who left home and is living somewhere in Montana with an American Indian woman he met on the Internet and who owns a fractional piece of a gambling casino with the other members of her tribe.

Lana, to say the least, had been around the block a couple of times, only she not only survived the journey but also, she relished the adventure. Both were perfect for one another because with the energy and attitude of live for today because you may be dead tomorrow, they lived life large. Bored easily, they were restless souls and neither stayed at one place for any length of time, they traveled, dined out, hit all the night spots, and had voracious sexual appetites. Never would you find Lana and Phil home on a Saturday night watching television. I wish I was a fly on the wall to watch Phil fuck Lana and vice versa because sex with those two healthy specimens must have been a sexual marathon. They must go through more beds, kitchen countertops, carpets, and hardwood floors than the manufacturers' imagined anyone would when they wrote their limited warranty.

"Yeah, get a new bed out to Phil's house. He and Lana destroyed another one."

When she met Phil, she was working as a bartender and had heard every line, met every kind of man, and had numerous affairs with men, women, and men and women. Some may call her wild but, when it came to living life to its fullest, she considered herself and her lifestyle as controlled hysteria.

"Freddie, I do not want to be saddened with regrets, when I have that car accident, a fatal heart attack or feel the doom when I am diagnosed with certain and impending death from lung cancer. Gee, I wish I had done that as the truck is heading for my car or I wish I had said that when my spirit is hovering over my dead body while watching the doctor sign my death certificate after failing to revive me with CPR or I wish I could have had that experience when they strap me on oxygen. No regret is my motto."

Born with a wealth of common sense, now, that she is older, she is sage like in her grasp of human nature and the human condition. Her been there and done that attitude is apparent in her deadpan expression. Nothing shocks Lana.

"Yeah, so, you want to have sex with me and a kangaroo? I did that once in Australia. Do you want to see the photos?"

She loves sports and is a huge Red Sox and Patriots fanatic. She would drop whatever she was doing for a box seat ticket to Fenway Park or a seat on the fifty-yard line at Gillette Stadium. There is not a player or statistic that she does not know. She knows more about baseball and football than most guys.

"The sox had their chance to get A-Rod when they let Garciapara go for a pittance. Now, they are stuck with Mannie's fat contract." She would make a better manager than some of the managers in baseball now.

Yet, her favorite games are not baseball and football; they are nine ball and poker. You never want to play strip pool or strip poker with Lana in the hope of seeing her naked unless, of course, you are an exhibitionist and would like to stand around naked while she wins all of your clothes.

"Okay, that's game. Now, take off those boxers and parade around the room for me while I shoot a couple candid photos of your cock flopping around."

Now, that I think of it, playing strip poker or strip pool with Lana is a win/win. Even if you lose, you win and get to walk around naked in front of Lana.

"Damn, I lost again, Lana. I'll just remove my boxer shorts. Gee, I am so embarrassed (lol)."

Talking with her is like hanging out with your best friend only she has boobs and a vagina. Come to think of it, having a woman like Lana is every man's fantasy woman. 

"Freddie, I'm telling you. I am in love. If God created a woman for me, she is it."

"Phil, finally, it is about time you found someone who shares your interests."

Lana was a looker, too. She stood 5'8", had a full, firm C rack, long shapely legs, bleached blonde hair but nicely done like Loni Anderson's and not like the straw hair of Anna Nicole Smith. Like colors of the Aegean Sea, her eyes changed from blue to green and every shade in-between depending on what she is wearing. Guys stared at her whenever she smoked a cigarette and you knew what they were thinking. She looked hot, that is, until she opened her mouth. A crass, street-wise local from Southie, who said what she thought and did what she felt, never carefully chose her words or tempering her emotions for fear of hurting your feelings, she knew what she wanted and always got it. Whether you were a man or a woman, everyone wanted to fuck Lana. 

"What? I can't smoke a cigarette without one of you perverts thinking about me sucking your cock? Imagine if I was out here eating a banana," she said taking a cigarette break out back behind the bar. She flicked her cigarette butt away in the direction of one of the guys. "That's it. Take out your cocks. Let me see what you got? What no takers? I'm going back inside. Assholes!"

That was Lana, outrageous, beautiful, and street savvy. She was the perfect woman for Phil.

After I hit the lottery winning all of that money, I made a special trip to Phil's house.

"Dude, how you been?"

"Good, good, Phil, still working out, I see."

"Yeah, pumping iron to me is like breathing. I have to do a couple hours every day so I don't lose what has taken me years to build."

"Well, you look ripped, Phil, better than you did the last time I saw you."

"Thank you, Freddie, thank you." 

"What's it been a couple of years?"

"Yeah, two years sounds about right. You came for dinner a few months after we were married. Where does the time go, huh?"

Phil flexed his big bicep. He was always flexing something. I think flexing was an unconscious reflex with Phil. He did not even realize he was flexing, he flexed so much. Growing up, we used to call him mirror man because he was never able to pass a mirror without striking a bodybuilder's pose and flexing his muscles. He had muscles as far back as I can remember. Decades later, he's the same.

I stayed for dinner waiting for the moment when I could get Lana alone and that chance came whenever she stepped outside for a cigarette and when Phil went to the bathroom, which was fairly often for both.

"Still smoking, huh?"

"Yeah, it centers me. I call it my Yoga stick."

"That's funny."

"I wasn't trying to be."

Lana frightened those who did not know her when she shot you her look, but I knew better. I knew she was kidding. She had the type of sense of humor that was a cross between black humor and dry humor, and with her absurd insensitivity and deadpan delivery, you did not know if she was serious or trying to be funny. Usually, she was trying to be funny, but she seldom cracked a smile and that put most people on edge. Other women hated her because of how she looked and the things that she said, probably wishing that looked as good as she did and wishing that they had the balls to say the audacious things she said.

The only time I saw her really laugh out loud was when a woman trying to hit on Phil, slipped off her high heels and fell center stage in the bar. With her dress around her stomach, the woman tried to regain as much composure as she could without making any more of a spectacle of herself, but with her legs spread and her panties in plain view for all to see, it was a tough thing to do, especially with Lana cackling.

"Did you say that broad fall off her shoes? That was so freakin' funny. Oh, my God. She thought her shit didn't smell until she found out differently. Ha, ha, ha, ha! Hey, nice panties Honey! Did you get them from your Granny? You should wear a thong like me." Then, Lana would bend over, lift her dress to her back, and flash her thong creased, shapely ass.

"So, what's up with you, Freddie that you made a special visit after so long? D'ya need money? Are you here to hit up Phil? I'll tell you, he is one cheap bastard when it comes to giving anyone money, including me, especially me."

She gave me an in and I pounced on it.

"I hit the lottery big time, Lana. I don't need Phil's money. I have plenty of my own."

"Seriously?"

"Seriously."

"Wow, that's great. Good for you, Freddie." She took a drag of her cigarette. "I wish I had that kind of luck. I could use some serious scratch right about now." She looked at me. "I'd like to open my own place, a bar downtown smack in the insurance and financial district where the suits and skirts can go to relax after a hard day at work." She took another drag and let out the smoke like a chimney. "I betcha that I'd make a million bucks selling drinks, pardon me, cocktails to the white tower executive crowd at $7.00 a whack.

"Well, I am here to offer you money, maybe, not enough to open a bar, but enough to give you a down payment."

"Seriously?"

"Seriously."

"No, shit. That's a kick in the ass, someone offering me money." She took a drag of her cigarette letting the smoke out slowly this time. "They think with Phil's gym, his 'Vette, our lifestyle, plus that fact that we have no kids, that we are rolling in the dough." She laughed. "Well, compared to most, we are."

"Well, I know Phil and I know better. He likes living life large. He lived alone so long that he is not used to sharing. What's his is his."

"You're right there." She gave me that sexy look that she knows melts me and makes me want to run away with her. "So, what do you have in mind?"

She was nearing the end of her cigarette but Phil was still in the bathroom. He had a bad bowel and I knew he'd be in there a while, still.

"Actually, it was you who I wanted to—"

"What? You wanna fuck me, Freddie?" She looked me straight in the eyes. "Right? Am I right? You wanna fuck me don't you?" She dropped her butt to the cement patio floor and squished it with her shoed foot. "You always had the hots for me. You want to give me money to fuck me? That's it, isn't it?"

She was sharp. You had to go a long way to fool Lana.

"Well, I admit, you have been a fantasy of—"

"Listen, with all that money you won, buy yourself a bottle of lotion and I'll give you a nude photo of me to stroke to while you imagine me blowin' you."

Now, knowing Lana as I did, I knew she was interested, otherwise she would have been inside the house already.

"Listen, what if I give you—"

"Since you hit the lottery and are rolling in the dough, I want five grand, lover boy, for you to stick your cock in me, once, and more if you want to do more." She put her hand to her mouth like she was giving a blowjob. "And I want another woman. I get off with threesomes. Geez, I haven't had a pussy since I married Phil."

She shocked me by her steep price but I was prepared to give her twenty-five grand just like I did Anna (Indecent Proposal I) for the chance to fuck her pussy.

"Geez, five thousand dollars, Lana, just for a roll in the hay with you, are you serious?"

She gave me a look as if she could read my mind.

"You were going to offer me more, weren't you, until I opened my big mouth."

"Listen, I was thinking of giving you twenty-five thousand but—"

"Twenty-five G's, just to fuck me? What are you in love with me or somethin'?" She laughed. "Has it been that long since you've been laid, Honey?" She laughed, again. "You poor man."

"Well, you would have to act like you were enjoying it for me to give you that kind of money."

She reached her hand down and rubbed my crotch while giving me a deep, wet kiss that culminated with her slowly licking my lips with her tongue. Damn, she was so sexy.

"Oh, I can make you believe that I am in love with you for that much dough. Now, close your mouth and call my cell with the details. She handed me her business card. We'll set something up. And you pay for everything, the room, the food, and the booze."

"Okay."

I could not believe how easy this was. I could not believe I was going to fuck, Lana, Lana, the lay of the decade. Oh, my God, my mind was reeling.

I called her the next day but she could not get away until the next week. She already had a girl in mind, Robin, a bartender at a bar she frequented downtown.

When I saw Robin, I had an instant erection. She was every bit as gorgeous as was Lana. I never would have pegged her as a lesbian but she was. She only dated women, never a man but would make exceptions and do a threesome so long as she was with the right woman and Lana was the right woman.

Finally, the day arrived and we pulled up to the hotel. Now, this is a story that I could not make up but, unfortunately, that story is earmarked for group sex at a later date. 

Indecent Proposal Ch. 02



Geez, it was great waking up the following morning with the warmth & comfort of Annabel's beautiful body against mine. I woke up at 5am as per my normal time and quietly made myself a coffee and sat in a comfy chair alongside the bed admiring Annabel's angelic, relaxed face as she slept. Her loose hair cascaded down her cheek & across her neck and the duvet rose slightly with the curve of her hip as she slept on her side. I was a very content & happy man watching this beauty asleep in my bed.

You can only have so much of a good thing so after my coffee I could see the early glimmer of predawn through the window so I went in the fridge, poured a large glass of pineapple juice, grabbed some fresh fruit and moved outside to watch the dawn. With the island being flat and with a gap in the trees there wasn't much to block my view of the sky starting to brighten. Dawn is always my favourite part of the day as it brings a fresh beginning, no matter what has gone the day before; plus it is so quiet as most people are still asleep.

The colours gradually started to appear out of the black of night time. Slowly pinks crept into the predawn light as Fiji spun on the earth's rotation closer towards the sun. Then the oranges & reds came into the sky as the sun raced to peek above the horizon; the air was so calm & peaceful, not a sound from anywhere. Finally rays of light came over the horizon to illuminate the clouds and the beauty of today started to unfold right in front of me. Mornings like this really make me appreciate everything I have in life; and today I had even more to be grateful for knowing that Annabel was sound asleep in my bed not 10 metres from me.

I bit into some fresh pineapple as the sun quickly climbed above the horizon and bathed me in the light that photographers call "The Golden Hour". Warm, soft light illuminated everything; bringing the first warm rays to the island and sustaining life for another day. It was great to be alive, here, today.

Finally I heard Annabel stir and I went inside to make her fresh coffee & a plate of fruit to start her day. As I switched on the coffee maker I caught a glimpse of her pear shaped bum & hips disappearing into the bathroom; and a couple of minutes later I heard the shower start up. Playing the reserved gentleman (which I'm not) I resisted the urge to take in fresh coffee and sit to watch while she showered.

10 minutes later she emerged wrapped in her towel and joined me for fresh coffee and fresh cut fruit out on the verandah in the early morning sun.

"Good morning Annabel," I greeted her; "I trust you slept well."

"Uuummm," was all she said as she sipped her coffee and gave me a beautiful smile that radiated warmth in the early morning light.

We sat for 10 minutes enjoying coffee, fruit, the sunshine and the beauty of the land & sea scapes around us; neither of us saying anything. Finally Annabel put down her empty mug & walked in side, before re-emerging two minutes later carrying her clothes from last night and heading off for her chalet. She flicked her hips as she walked and smiled over her shoulder "See you at breakfast at 9 o'clock Daddy."

I nearly came there & then; her beauty & smile just blew me away. I knew that today would be the day that I made love to young Annabel. Not have sex, but make love. Having sex would have been to have climbed into the shower with her and let it progress from there; all before breakfast. No, making love to her was what I had in mind for today; and it is best to have to work upto & achieve the best things in life.

At breakfast I gave her the first of several gifts for the week; a small nicely wrapped parcel, wrapped with a bow; accompanied by the instruction "Please wear this under your sun dress today Annabel."

She looked intrigued but didn't open it at the table. We walked back to our chalets to get ready to go out on the boat again to a nice secluded cove where we were assured of total privacy for the day.

The boat dropped us off on a palm fringed cove with clear warm water lapping on the white coral sand beach and splashing up against the outcrop of rocks that formed the headlands at each end of the cove. We unloaded our picnic, snorkelling gear, towels, and a couple of inflatable airbeds that we could float around on in the sheltered waters of the cove.

Once we had laid out our towels and gear Annabel turned & smiled knowing what I was anticipating as she very, very slowly gripped the hem of her sun top and teasingly lifted it up over her trim stomach until the under curve of her breasts started to appear.

"Do like what you see Daddy?" she teased with a warm smile.

"Oh yes!" I grinned back.

She pealed the top up some more so the beautiful under curve of her breast showed her smooth skin before the hem of her new red bikini top came into view; the small triangle of material being large enough to cover about 60% of the bulge of her firm breasts but small enough to allow the natural curves of breast to show around the material. The sun top finally came clear of her head allowing her hair to spill onto her shoulders and on to the smooth top slope of her breasts.

"WOW," I stuttered out loud in open admiration of the beauty before me. Annabel's laughter peeled over the beach.

Her breasts hung naturally on her chest with the triangles covering her nipples that seemed to be hardening under the gaze of my appreciative eyes.

Next Annabel reached to the hem of her wrap-around cotton skirt and slowly unwrapped the material off her hips. The inside of her thighs came into sight topped by another small red triangle that just covered her mound but very little else. Annabel kept the material in both hands, looking a little nervous and unsure.

I smiled warmly & appreciatively to reassure her that she was safe and that she could take her time if she wanted to.

Annabel turned her back to me and looked to the sea for what to me seemed like minutes. Then very slowly she eased the tension in the material which allowed it to slowly slide off the curve of her rounded hips. Her lightly tanned flesh started to come into view, along with a very fine red cord tracing the top rim of her hips. As the material slipped down an inch another red cord appeared vertically down off the waist cord, and heading towards the centre of her ass.

I licked my lips in anticipation and felt my cock stir in my shorts. 

I wasn't sure if Annabel was nervous or just being extremely sexy & teasing. But after years of dreaming about this moment I could wait another hour to find out. Well... Maybe not another hour but a couple of minutes at least!

Slowly her hips gave way to the twin curves forming the top of her ass cheeks and the red cord disappearing between the globes of firm smooth flesh. My mouth was wide open and my tongue licking my lips searching for moisture as my eyes feasted on the teasing / nervous beauty in front of me.

I noticed the expanse of her back as she flicked her head and her long hair cascaded down her back almost covering the thin red cord that stretched across her back to be tied into a small bow over her spine.

More movement at the bottom of my vision caught my eyes and my attention as the material started to move again and more of her fine ass started to appear as the cotton dropped another couple of inches lower.

The heat & hardness in my shorts started to rise as I openly admired this slow, tantalising display of beauty in its finest form in front of me.

The descending material started to hide her beautiful calves but this was more than compensated by the curve of her ass cheeks starting to appear above the top of the material. Now the red cord had disappeared between the cheeks of her ass but I knew where to find it for later on.

Now the slackness of the material slid off her ass on to the top of the back of her thighs, exposing her pear shaped ass in all of its glory.

"Gorgeous," I breathed out loud.

I don't know if I ran out of patience or I just wanted to show my appreciation & love for Annabel, but I stepped forward to take her into my arms from behind and my strong arms wrapped themselves around her stomach just below her breasts as I leaned forward to kiss her warm smooth neck.

"You are stunningly beautiful," I whispered in her ear before kissing her again and pulling her backwards slightly to bring her bare ass against the hardness in my shorts. I loved the view over her shoulder seeing the swell of her breasts with her nipples definitely hardening. I felt Annabel release the cotton wrap to drop to the sand below as she brought her arms up to rest on mine as we both took in the view out to sea and the touch of each other.

Finally Annabel started to turn in my arms to face me and tilted her head upwards for a kiss. As my lips came down to meet hers my arms slid down her back to rest lightly on the swell of her hips. Our lips met very lightly, just brushing together for a minute until Annabel's lips parted slightly and her tongue brushed along my sealed lips. Her tongue pushed slightly but I resisted for a minute, teasing her with my resistance. She pulled me tighter to her and stretched slightly higher as leverage to then add pressure to push her tongue between my lips. Our tongues met and started their dance together alternating between each other's mouths; her pull increased on my neck displaying her need; and I slipped my splayed palms very slowly down over the curves of her ass to cup her cheeks and lift her slightly so she could firmly feel my hardness against her material covered mound.

The passion increased as our mouths & lips drew hungrily on each other, her breasts squashed hard into my chest; and my rock solid cock pressed tight against her stomach.

We both needed release as our mouths devoured each other, my hands gripping and squeezing the flesh of her amazing ass; but we both needed more. Slowly I released my grip on her right cheek and slid my left hand around her hip and made room between us by easing back to allow my hand to go between us and cup her mound.

Annabel swooned into my mouth as she felt the pressure on her skin and the thin triangle of material rub against her skin.

The passion in her kissing stepped up another notch communicating her need for release.

My fingers traced the edges of the triangle to gauge the size & coverage of it over her mound. I really wanted to drop to my knees and feast my eyes on her bikini bottom on her beautiful body; but Annabel was thrusting against me in urgent need of something more immediate. I selfishly ran my fingertips between her thighs and over her mound & lower stomach blindly exploring the landscape down there.

Annabel groaned into my mouth and sucked hungrily on my tongue as she thrust her mound onto my fingers, non verbally communicating her want for release. 

My fingertips eased into the top of the tiny triangle and Annabel sighed into my mouth in relief that the teasing was over. Almost immediately after passing the hem I felt my finger brush over the top of her clit & enter the furrow of her pussy lips.

Annabel pressed hard against me making the digit break the seal on her lips to expose the moist folds of her pussy. Annabel groaned into my mouth as we still continued to snog each other with her hanging from my neck.

I ran my finger the full length of her slit, lubricating my skin with the warm nectar of her hot wet pussy. Annabel thrust her hips back and forth against me trying to force my finger deeper into her.

I gripped her ass very firmly in my right hand as I curved the middle finger of my left hand up into her hot wet love tunnel.

Annabel broke the seal on my lips and gasped out loud "Daddy!"

Twisting my wrist upward I gently, but firmly, eased my finger as deep as I could.

"OH GOD," she gasped feeling the intrusion deep inside her.

I eased my finger in and out of her very slowly so she could get used to the thickness; and then Annabel started to hump my finger. I eased my finger out of her pussy much to her disappointment, but moments later her eyes went wide as she felt two fingers start to ease her sodden swollen lips apart. Again I eased them in and out several times to coat them fully with her juices and I lent down to recommence our passionate kissing.

Just as she got used to this I curled my fingers inwards to reach for her G-spot and at the same time I bought my thumb into play by making firm contact with her swollen clit. My thumb peeled the hood back on the sensitive nubbin of her clit.

Annabel broke the kiss, her mouth hanging open as she sucked in deep breaths and stared hard into my eyes; the need & anticipation of release burning bright in her eyes. "Daddy Pleeaassee!" she begged.

I vibrated my two penetrating fingers against her G-spot and rubbed quite hard against her clit as her juices washed down over my fingers onto the inside of her thighs.

"OH MY GOD," she wailed out loud, "PPLLEEAASSEE!"

I renewed my strong grip on her buttock with my right hand, almost lifting her off her feet as I continued to squeeze the inside of her pussy in the grip of my left hand. I now frigged her mercilessly to give her the relief that she so desperately craved and needed.

"FUCK ME WITH YOUR FINGERS DADDY!" She screamed.

I increased the vibration in my fingers and pressed her clit back in on itself to send her over the edge into the abyss of a shuddering orgasm.

"DDDAAADDDDDY!!" she screamed as her legs buckled and her weight came onto my arms. I felt her shaking through the orgasm that was devouring her whole body. She hung desperately to my neck as her mouth gulped in huge lungfuls of air to keep her body alive.

Wave after wave of her pussy nectar flowed over my penetrating fingers until she finally stopped shaking; the orgasm finally subsiding inside of her. Her legs recovered and finally started to support her again. Her mouth sought out mine in a brief kiss of gratitude & possibly love; but she still needed vast breaths of oxygen to sustain her and aid her recovery.

Very gently I eased my fingers out of her now tender pussy but kept my right hand on her ass giving her tired legs additional support. My left hand came up to my lips and I sucked her nectar off my forefinger before offering my middle finger to her lips. Annabel smiled warmly, and closed her lips over my finger to taste her own juices. She very gently, and sexily, licked her own juices off my finger; her eyes staring deeply into mine as she did so.

My rock hard cock thrust against her thigh through my shorts, absolutely bursting for relief; my balls aching under the pressure of my stored up cum.

Finally Annabel seemed to have control of herself as she looked deep into my eyes and whispered "Thank you Daddy," in a calm voice.

Annabel's arms slid off my neck and gently down my back until her fingers snagged in the waist band of my shorts.

"This is for you Daddy," she simply stated as she started to tug down my shorts and at the same time bend her knees to sink down in front of me.

My rock hard prick sprung free of my shorts into the sun and Annabel's grip as the fingers of her right hand curled around the head of my old man. I flinched at her touch even though I have been dreaming of it for years.

Her left hand reached around behind me to grip my ass; but she needn't have worried as I had absolutely no intention of running away.

Her curled fingers firmly, but gently, eased my foreskin back as it was well lubricated with pre-cum underneath. Just as the head of my prick started to be revealed I felt her full lips encase the head of my cock. My hands instinctively went to the back of her head as my fingertips threaded themselves into her long hair. I resisted the urge to pull her forward and sink my full length into her mouth in one go. I wanted to enjoy the sensation of Annabel 'rewarding' me for the orgasm I had given her and the week we were having together.

My eyes nearly rolled in their sockets as I felt Annabel's tongue touch the sensitive underside of my cock. I needed every single drop of self-control to make sure I didn't cum in her mouth there and then. The warmth of her mouth just felt unbelievable, and then she licked her tongue across the tip of my cock, my balls throbbed in open appreciation of the sensations she was causing.

As Annabel slowly took more of me into her warm wet mouth her right hand eased down along my length before sliding downward to take my cum-filled balls into the palm of her hand. At the same time her left hand slipped down into the crack of my ass and I felt a fingertip brush against my sensitive ring, making my cock throb and expand in her mouth. The sensations Annabel was generating with her mouth and fingers coursed through my body bring pleasure to my brain and extra blood to my cock to make it swell some more in her mouth. My grip instinctively tightened on her head and I gently eased her forward some more until the tip of my cock brushed the entrance to her throat.

Annabel playfully responded by pushing her finger into my ass upto the first knuckle and giving my balls a gentle squeeze with her other hand.

I would like to be typing and bragging that I withstood this sexy treatment for another 20 minutes or so whilst Annabel deep throated me. That I thrust deep into her throat as I ran my fingers through her long hair and talked dirty to her in open appreciation of her sucking hard on my swollen cock. Maybe back in my youth or my dreams; but here I am, a fifty something, stood on a coral sand beach in warm sunshine with the girl of my dreams sucking on my cock whilst fingering my ass. 20 minutes ... Yer right! I was pleased to last for 20 seconds of this amazing treatment!

Annabel's lips sealed tight around my cock and she sucked down hard to make an incredible vacuum as my tip again brushed against her throat; and then the sexy minx tweaked my ring some more with her penetrating, playful finger; and then my balls just totally capitulated to her amazing skills & touch.

My balls throbbed, then surged, and then pumped rope after rope of sperm up the full length of my twitching cock and lathered the insides of her throat and mouth.

"YYYEEESSS" I groaned out loud as I thrust myself as deep into her throat as I could; white light flashed across my eyes; my ass clenched around her finger; and my knees started to weaken as I seemed to cum endlessly in her mouth.

Annabel seemed to effortlessly manage the liquid filling her throat and mouth as she milked my balls with her cupped hand to wring out every last drop.

I shook and groaned out loud as I tried to absorb such an unbelievable orgasm; I eased my grip on Annabel's head and she eased her finger out of my ass as my knees started to sag and she realised I needed to kneel down. My twitching, softening prick started to ease out of my mouth as I sunk very slowly to my knees in the sand.

As I knelt in the sand, face to face with Annabel, we took each other tightly in each other's arms, hugged very tightly and kissed extremely passionately, both tasting the juices of each other on our tongues. We didn't care about the finer points; we still had a hunger for each other that still wasn't fully satisfied by two incredible orgasms. We pulled each other tightly together by gripping each other's ass in a firm, urgent grip with one hand each whilst Annabel hooked her other hand to the back of my neck to tug my head tight to her still hungry mouth. At the same time I brought my freehand up between us to run my open hand across one of her heaving breasts.

Annabel seemed to pant into my mouth in either frustration or with more need. I took this to mean that she wanted more than my hand rubbing the tiny triangle of material over her swollen nipple. I obliged by pushing the flimsy material up onto her chest so I took take her swollen nipple between finger & thumb to meet her desire for more stimulation that my other hand and mouth could give.




Indecent Proposal Ch. 02



We both fell sideways onto the warm white sand and stretched our legs out. I rolled Annabel onto her back and dropped my head down to suck on the swollen nipple of her heaving breast. She sighed as I sucked the tender teat into my mouth. But she groaned out loud as my other hand gently eased her thighs apart before trailing a finger through the wet lips of her pussy to coat my fingertips in her nectar. Once coated I touched her sensitive clit and gave it a very gentle rub.

"Oh, please," she begged as I transferred my mouth from one nipple to the other.

I felt Annabel reach between my thighs and cup my balls in her warm hand.

We lay for several minutes each stimulating each other back to life, occasionally snogging each other as our passion for each other continued unabated. Alternating between her luscious mouth & heaving breasts soon had me returning to full hardness, aided by a few gentle strokes & squeezes of my cock by Annabel. 

Annabel's hips started to grind in the sand as the heat & need in her pussy increased until finally she broke our current round of kissing and pushed me urgently onto my back in the sand. She tugged at the string of her bikini bottom to unfasten it and discard it into the sand before swing her right leg over mine and positioning herself directly above my waist. Her eyes looked so full of need and passion.

She took my now rock solid cock in her hand and looked directly down into my eyes.

"I need this," as she guided my manhood between the lips of her sodden pussy, "and I need it right now," she pronounced as she lowered herself in one easy, straight forward deep penetration of her pussy.

I instinctively reached up to cup and hold her two heaving breast that stood proud on her chest above me.

We both sighed in content satisfaction at that point. My manhood was buried up to the hilt deep inside her pussy and my hands were lovingly supporting her breasts as my hips transferred the full weight of Annabel's body into the warm sand.

Annabel felt that heat of my penetration deep inside her, thoroughly enjoying the feeling of being stretched while sitting astride me. Her nipples tingled with the touch of my rough hands cupping her sensitive skin and rubbing across the tender buds of her nipples.

Finally after years of dreaming and wanking I finally had my cock buried deep into Annabel. This was one of those moments in your life where you just want hold totally still and absorb every feeling your senses can absorb. The ultimate of my dreams had finally come true! That dream had been turned into a goal by applying action, money, and a date to make it happen. And here I was with Annabel sat astride me with my cock buried in her hot pussy; this beautiful vision of womanhood there for my enjoyment.

We were still for several minutes each of us savouring these precious moments. I would have loved to have known what Annabel was thinking sat there with me buried deep inside her. Was it what we had just enjoyed and were just about to enjoy; or was she thinking about her family and the $50,000 that was coming their way to secure their future. To be honest I didn't mind which it was because on both scores we were both coming out of this with what we wanted. Or should that have been cumming out of this?

"You are so beautiful," I simply stated, smiling my happiness and contentment to Annabel.

She gave my cock a couple of firm squeezes with her pussy muscles as she smiled back.

God, I had an amazing woman sat atop of my cock and I was determined to enjoy every second of it now that we had both found the relief we craved and now we could take our time.

My hands reluctantly released their support of Annabel's breasts and slowly slid down her sides to rest briefly on her hips. My splayed hands and extended fingers ran around her hips slowly exploring her smooth warm skin.

Annabel surprised me by suddenly reaching sideways to grab the picnic bag and I grabbed her hips to stay buried inside of her. She grabbed the sun screen and opened the top.

"I need some protection," she smiled mischievously with the double entendre. She then proceeded to very gently lather me up with sunscreen reaching everywhere that she could from her perch on my cock. The cool liquid being rubbed into my skin by her soft hands was very slow and very sensual. Her reaching and twisting provided an erotic form of stimulation as her pussy moved & slid on my erection; bringing pressure on certain points which made me swell and throb inside her. This was an erotic form of secondary fucking as she moved slowly on top of me.

Finally she was done and she passed the bottle to me. I told her to bend forward and lie on me so I could do her back & ass as that was directly in the sun and was starting to burn. We kissed while she was in this convenient position as I rubbed sunscreen into her back and ass. After that was applied I got Annabel to sit back up and I moved onto her shoulders, neck & face before working slowly down her body. I teased her by avoiding her breasts, saving those to last. After her stomach I teased down almost to her pussy before coating the inside of her thighs and moving outwards and backwards on the roundness of her calves. As I've previously mentioned, I love the shape & feel of ladies calves; so I spent five happy minutes massaging her skin. Then I finally coated her breasts with sunscreen and thoroughly rubbed in every last drop.

Annabel gave me a squeeze of her pussy, along with a beaming smile to signal that she wanted to move on with our lovemaking. I gently slapped her ass in reply and she cried out in mock shock and mild pain "HEY!"

I smiled as I surprisingly enjoyed that. Maybe she might be naughty later in the holiday and require a little discipline - just a thought; one that made my cock swell back to full hardness inside of her; signalling that I too was ready to recommence.

I reached up to massage her breasts and nipples for a couple of minutes as Annabel started to slowly rotate and grind her hips which generated pleasant feelings & sensations for both of us. I slipped my hands sideways under her arms and gently pulled her down to kiss me some more. As we kissed I massaged the outside of her thighs and gripped her ass to give a couple of gentle thrusts of my cock deep inside her pussy before switching my hands back to her thighs. We started to get warm as the sun rose towards mid-day and our passions started to rise again as well.

Eventually Annabel pushed herself upright and pulled my hands up with her to cover her breasts. Then with a smile she started to pivot her hips forward and back as she rode my swollen cock; her hot nectar coating my cock and dripping down onto my hot balls whenever she leant forward. We got into a nice gentle, easy-going rhythm that felt good for both of us.

I ran my hands around the curves of her breasts, gently shaping and squeezing them to tease her towards her next orgasm.

Annabel started to ride a bit harder and a little faster as her hips picked up the pace. Her juices started to flow more freely as I sensed her heading towards her next orgasm. My hands switched to her nipples to help her along as I encouraged her with a cry of "Go girl!"

Now I started to thrust back with my hips to meet her forward thrusts, taking me a little bit deeper into the depths of her sodden pussy.

The rough skin of my fingertips played havoc with her now sensitive skin of her nipples making her moan out loud, telling me that she was getting close to cumming.

Her speed picked up another notch as she fought for release to ease the throbbing & need in her pussy. I in turn took one hand off her breast and reached behind her to gently scratch her back and ass with my nails.

"Oh, Yes!" she encouraged out load as she rode me at a canter now. I squeezed her ass with my nails and she squealed in delight and some pain as she reached tipping point. A couple of harder thrusts from me was just enough to trigger an orgasm as her pussy clenched & vibrated along the length of my cock as she continued to ride through her orgasm.

Now we both glistened with sweat as we fucked in the mid-day sun; both knowing we needed to take this to a satisfactory conclusion soon before we burnt out.

Annabel changed her motion and started riding my cock just straight up and down, slamming down onto me before pushing upwards again to leave the tip just easing her lips apart before slamming down again.

I reached between her thighs with my forefinger to run my finger between her pussy lips to coat my finger in her juices; this generated a long "Oooohhh," from Annabel as the additional touch tweaked her sensitive nerve endings in her swollen pussy lips. Once I was sure that my fingertip was well coated I reached around behind her to seek out her ring. I cupped her ass as she rode up and down a few times to match her pace before applied my finger tip to the rim of her tight ass.

"Yeah," her eyes went wide as I made contact and I wasn't sure if that was a question or an affirmation; but on the next slam down my finger eased through her tight muscle until I was up to the first knuckle.

"Oh Yeah!" was certainly an affirmation as she squeezed her pussy muscles tight down on my cock in appreciation.

Two more slam dunks on my cock and my finger slid into the second knuckle.

"Yeah Daddy!" she cried out.

Now she was slamming down for all she was worth, her head thrown back in pleasure; her long hair bounced around. Fuck, she looked amazing and wantonly beautiful as she fucked herself on my now throbbing cock. I knew I wasn't going to last much longer and the pressure & temperature built again in my balls; and I also knew she must be very close as well.

I reached under her with my free hand and stretched my middle finger across her swollen clit and in between her pussy lips.

"Fuck! Yes!" she screamed out obscenely and I knew she was close.

I thrust a little deeper into her ass and increased the pressure of my finger rubbing across her clit; and that did the trick. Annabel just exploded, her face flushed bright red, her pussy clamped around my cock, and she flooded my cock, balls & thighs with spent flowing juices.

"DADDY ... DADDY ... DADDY! She screamed across the cove; her voice echoing back off the headlands.

She bounced as she worked her way through the pleasures & sensations of her orgasm.

As she started to calm a little, I slid both hands free and gripped the side of her hips in my powerful grip sinking my fingers into the flesh of her ass making her scream in pain as I thrust my hips up hard off the sand to meet her next downward thrust; my cum laden balls slapping hard against the underside of her pussy. Annabel's eyes were wide in a mixture of pleasure and pain from her orgasm and my embedded fingertips. Her breasts thrust out above me as I slammed three more times deep inside her before my balls let loose, my cock spraying & coating the inside of her pussy.

Annabel almost seemed to pass out and she slumped forward banging her elbows into the sand either side of my head and her breasts just below my chin. I took one engorged bullet hard nipple in my hungry mouth and sucked down hard while at the same time wrapping one strong arm around her back to prevent her escaping my sucking mouth.

"AAArrrgghh," she cried in sensually overload.

I just gripped and held on tightly until our bodies stopped twitching and we both tried to recover our normal breathing and heart rates. Finally I released Annabel so we could roll apart and stretch out in the sand before I took her in my arms to hug her and share the post orgasm glow together.

It was about five minutes before we recovered enough of our strength to walk together into the sea to cool down and freshen up; wading out into neck deep water where we just stood and kissed until we were fully recovered.

"Food?" I asked.

We smiled at each other and then started to swim & race back to the picnic basket for a well-earned feed.

To be continued...



Indecent Proposal Ch. 02: No Turning Back



This is the second chapter in the ongoing story of the Kane twins. It's probably a good idea to read "Indecent Proposal" first. 

*****

Jonah is already in the kitchen making our morning smoothies when I pad into the room. He looks up at me and smiles. It is not his usual bright-eyed happy smile that lights up his face and makes his eyes twinkle. It has a sadness in it, with a hint of regret. I want to put my arms around him and assure him everything is going to be alright, but I cannot make that promise. I decide not to say anything at all. I return his smile and head for the refrigerator to grab the eggs and bacon. It is our usual morning routine. He is in charge of the protein shakes, I am in charge of the cooking. 

We eat breakfast in front of our computers in a spare room we turned into an office. We sit in silence, which is not unusual. But this morning it is a tense quiet, and we both know we're avoiding speaking because we have to talk about what happened the night before and neither of us wants to deal with it. 

"Do you want to amend the contract?" I break first. Jonah looks up at me, the sadness is still there. It confuses me. He had said before, that he wanted this. To know what it felt like. He said he enjoyed it, too. Maybe he was testing me to see if I did? "We're gonna have to talk about it at some point, Jo."

"I know."

I wait for him to say more, but he doesn't. I decide not to push it. I pick up my empty plate and ask him if he's done with his. He nods, and I grab his plate and empty smoothie jug and walk out of the room. In the kitchen I aggressively wash our dirty dishes, the pans I used to cook breakfast in, the blender. I am not sure what emotions I am feeling, exactly. All of them, it seems. A flash of Jonah's intense grey eyes staring into mine from the night before causes me to drop a glass. It shatters against the stainless steel sink. "Fuck." I say a little too loudly. I am cleaning up the remnants of the broken glass when Jonah appears next to me. 

"Okay, let's talk, you don't have to break things," he touches the small of my shirtless back. The feeling sends waves of emotions through me. 

I can barely look at him. Now I'm angry. I agreed to let things go further, for the money. He did it to satisfy a curiosity. I thought I would be the one having to reign him in, put a cap on just how far this new aspect of our work is going to go. I am not supposed to be feeling like this. Like all I want to do now is be with him. No matter how wrong it is.

Jonah takes my hand and guides me out of the kitchen. His fingers intertwined with mine ease my angry thoughts. But they do nothing to make me feel any less confused. He lets go of my hand when we reach the couch. We sit facing each other. It is like looking in a mirror. Another round of emotions surge through me. How narcissistic can I be? A psychologist would have a field day. 

"Yes," Jonah says, taking me out of my inner thoughts.

"Yes what?"

"I want to change the contract."

I exhale a breath I did not know I was holding. "Good." It's all I can say. 

"We have to be careful though," Jonah continues. "I did some research, and, um, what we did is illegal in pretty much every state in the U.S."

My heart jumps. Illegal. Of all the things that had gone through my mind in the aftermath, going to jail was the farthest from my thoughts. "We're consenting adults," I argue.

"That is in our favor. Let's just be smart about it. We can't advertise, that we're willing to do that. We'll remove the part of the contract that says we won't, and take it from there."

"OK," I am still at a loss for words. I pictured this conversation going in a far different direction. 

"Anything else you want to talk about?" Jonah asks me after a brief silence.

I shake my head, despite the thoughts rattling around in it. 

Jonah smiles, the warmth back in his eyes. "Let's go get sweaty."

I raise an eyebrow at him. "What?"

"Work out, Jake, it's time to hit the gym."

"Right," I say, embarrassed.

A vigorous work out is exactly what I needed to release some of the tension I had been holding on to. But the after work out shower brings a lot of it back. Watching the water cascade over Jonah's naked body sends unbidden feelings directly to my cock. I turn and face the wall, letting the water wash over me, trying to stamp down the memories of the night before, when his toned muscles were under my fingertips. Damn. I can feel Jonah's gaze on me as I try to stop my dick from pulsating. I sneak a glance in his direction and notice he is hard too. I want to touch him. Want him to touch me. But those would be some dangerous waters to tread in.

I turn the water control dial and let the shock of cold hit me all over. It does its job, for the most part. My desire to ravish my brother in the very public shower goes away, but my erection does not. I shut off the water completely and head for the nearest bathroom stall, grabbing my towel along the way. Alone in the stall I let myself feel everything. I wrap my fingers around the shaft of my dick and began to rub, pull, massage. It isn't long before my cum is gushing into the toilet. Once that is released I do the only thing I have left to do. I cry.

"You okay Jake?" Jonah's voice comes through the metal of the door. 

"Yeah," my voice cracks, betraying me. "I'll be right out." I take in a deep breath and let it out slowly, wipe the tears from my eyes, flush the toilet, and exit the stall. I quickly throw on my clean sweats and t-shirt and head out the door. 

Jonah is waiting for me by my car. His face shows genuine concern. His eyes, guilt. "If I had known you were going to be a wreck I never would have never suggested we take on the client."

"I'm fine Jo," I lie. Which is really dumb. He knows me better than anyone else. And there is no reason to lie to him.

"No, you aren't," he says once we were in the car. "We're not changing the contract, and we're not doing anything like what we did last night again, not for all the money in the world."

"Don't be so dramatic," I try not to show the sheer panic that came over me. Sure, I was confused and conflicted about what we had done, and about how I was feeling about it, but this was a bit overboard.

"You're a mess, Jacob."

I couldn't deny that. "Why aren't you?"

"One of us has to keep our shit together," Jonah answers with a lilt of sarcasm. 

By the time we pull into the garage at our condo complex I have calmed down. "I want to change the contract," I put the car in park and look at him. "I am just feeling a lot of strange emotions I did not know I had. I liked it, and that scares me. I want to keep doing it, and that scares me more."

"I know," Jonah's eyes soften. "I feel the same way. You're just, a bit more freaked out, because you never wanted it, and now you do. But, I've wanted it for a while now, and I am happy that I still want it."

Without thinking, I lean closer and kiss him. His lips move with mine, our tongues intertwine. A noise far off in the garage pulls us out of our moment. 

We have a client that evening. A regular. She is one of many who stayed with us when we split from the agency. She is also one of the many who wanted nothing more than for us to get rid of the no touching clause. Her house sat on a large hilltop that gave her a city view on one side and an ocean view on the other. We knew just about every room intimately. She liked to change the scenery with each session. Her husband greets us at the door. The first time we had this encounter we thought we had the wrong house. Now we were on first name terms with him. He knows what we do, and why we are here. It does not phase him in the least. His wife has sexual desires, he lets her pursue them. He has desires of his own, which she lets him pursue. The desires do not include us, though. He leads us into the den and tells us his wife will be along shortly.

The den is decorated with ornate woods, brass fixtures and statues of naked men and women. We have fucked her in this room before. When Evelyn breezes into the room we are greeted with her usual double cheek kiss that makes us want to scream "dahling!" at each other. We always refrain. Evelyn is in her late forties but her energy is definitely under thirty. 

"Follow me," she purrs. We obey. She leads us into a guest bedroom we've been in before. It is the most sparsely decorated room in the house. The plain white curtains are pulled back from the oversized window. I can't help but stare at the view. All ocean, calm and serene. She offers us a drink from a cart she had set up in the room prior to our arrival. 

It is always important to be attentive to a client, and we are experts at small talk. Jonah asks how life is treating her, I ask about her painting. A hobby she picked up when she and her husband were in Spain on a business trip. Evelyn is happy to share her latest stories, her daughter's pending marriage, to a lovely woman, she is quick to remind us, her failed attempt at painting a nude of herself. She asks us about business, social life. We can tell she's done with the small talk when she sets down her glass and moves gracefully to my side taking away my drink. 

Evelyn kisses me lightly on the lips. I can taste the wine she's been sipping. I feel Jonah step closer to us and my body reacts to his scent, his heat, his closeness. He kisses the back of Evelyn's neck while I continue to gently nibble on her bottom lip. She moans in pleasure, encouraging us to continue. My hands make their way up her sides, her silk blouse is soft against my skin. I kneed my fingers into her supple breasts. She pushes against me, her hands on my back, nails digging lightly into my skin under my shirt.

Jonah is unbuttoning her pants while I go to work on the buttons of her shirt. She likes it when we admire her body, so we make sure to keep our eyes on her, despite wanting to look at each other. I have managed to get all of the buttons undone as Jonah finishes removing her jeans. She is well toned, well tanned. I let my fingers trail over her soft, warm skin, reveling in the goose bumps my touch is creating. My hands press against her breasts again, and I feel the elastic of her bra give way. I know that Jonah's adept fingers have undone the back of it. He slides his fingers under the straps and lets them fall onto her arms. I move my hands and let the bra fall to the floor.

My fingers find their way down her torso. I hook my fingers under the waistband of her panties and pull them down. She steps out of them with the ease of the dancer she once was. Jonah is kissing Evelyn's neck and shoulders, teasing one of her nipples between his fingers. She is writhing against him, her fingers hooked into the belt loop of my jeans. She pulls me forward so that I am against her. Evelyn pulls the hem of my shirt up and over my head and turns to face Jonah, arching her back, pushing her supple ass into my crotch. My dick stirs as she teases me with her gyrations.

With Evelyn facing the other direction I am free to admire Jonah without her knowing. My eyes scan his now naked torso. She is working on removing his jeans, continuously rubbing her ass against my dick. When she kneels down to pull Jonah's jeans off completely I get a full view of him. My dick hardens and pushes against my briefs and jeans. Jonah sneaks a glance at me as Evelyn's attention turns to his cock. His breath catches and I know that it is in her mouth, though I cannot look away from his eyes. Jonah is breathing heavy as Evelyn works him over. I can feel her moving back and forth against me. She stops moving and Jonah looks down. "Take off your brother's pants," Evelyn commands. 

This is usually the part where we refuse and I take off my own clothes, and I am unsure if Evelyn has read the new contract and noticed the no touching clause is no longer there. But when Jonah reaches forward and unbuttons my fly, his fingers brushing lightly against my skin, she looks up at us like she has done some sort of magic trick. I smile at him as he pulls my jeans over my thighs, but Evelyn has gone back to sucking his dick, so he cannot finish the task, and I do it myself. Evelyn decides to push her luck and give us more commands. "Rub his dick," she instructs Jonah. His fingers brush against the head of my cock. Evelyn has stopped working Jonah's dick over with her mouth and is now gaping up at us as he wraps his fingers around my hard on stretching the already overworked cotton of my briefs nearly beyond their capacity.

Evelyn gets to her feet, careful not to interrupt the rhythm of Jonah's hand against my cock. Her fingers curl around our backs and she pushes us closer together. "Kiss," her voice pulls me out of my concentration. My lips are on Jonah's before she can get the 'ss' sound out. Next to us Evelyn pulls in a deep breath. Jonah's fingers are working magic on my dick, and I am trying with everything I have inside me not to cum in my underwear. Once again Jonah's intuition takes hold and he is removing them for me. As I am stepping out of my briefs I lean over and kiss Evelyn on the lips. She returns the kiss but does not hold me there. I feel her fingers on my chin and she's pushing back toward Jonah who is waiting for me, his fingers still wrapped around my hard on. He lets go for a moment, pressing his own hard dick against mine. I can feel the touch of is skin all the way through my body. My heart is racing, my breathing unsteady. Jonah kisses me gently, nipping at my bottom lip, letting his tongue brush against mine. "Fuck me," he whispers in my ear.

I need no more prompting. I climb onto the bed pulling him with me. Evelyn moves to the other side and sits just off to the side of us. I watch her expression to make sure she is not feeling left out. There is nothing in her eyes that indicates that she is. They are dilated with excitement. Her fingers are at her lips, her skin is flush.

I turn my attention back to Jonah who is straddling me. My fingers trace his abs and I feel him shudder under my touch. "You're in charge," I whisper to let him know I am ready when he is. Jonah reaches back and guides my dick into him slowly, lowering himself inch by inch. He is more experienced here so I let him have all the control. His ass is tight and I can feel all of him as he continues to bring me in. When he begins to move his hips against me I match his rhythm. We move together in unison, our moans joining the chorus of skin against skin. 

I sneak a glance at Evelyn. She has her fingers on her clit. Her eyes are on us, watching, I want to put on a good show, so I coax myself up into the sitting position and wrap Jonah's legs around my waist. I press my lips against his and dive deeper into him. We moan into each other's mouths, kissing, biting, breathing. I feel like I am going to explode. With a final thrust and a guttural groan I fill his ass with my cum. His ass throbs against my cock and he's following me into bliss. I feel his hot cum hit my stomach just as his arms tighten around my neck. 

"That was, amazing," Evelyn breathes next to us. "I hope one of you saved up enough energy to fuck me," she teases, crawling over to join our sweaty mess of intertwined limbs. Jonah smiles at her with his best 'I'm going to fuck you now' grin and he's pulling her on top of him before I can move out of the way. "Stay," she says over her shoulder and I stop trying to move.

As much as I hate to admit it, I love watching Jonah fuck. And now I know from experience that not only does he look good doing it, he is good at it. Evelyn is riding him like a bull, writhing against him, tossing her head back, her long hair cascading down her back, hitting against her ass. He is taking turns looking at her, and at me. Evelyn's moans signal that she is close to her breaking point. Jonah's arms wrap around her waist and she convulses over him. He is close behind, staring into my eyes as he fills the condom I barely saw him put on, but I know is there. 

We are dressed and standing at the front door, Evelyn looks at us with wonderment. "Thank you, that was. Well. Just, thank you." 

In the car ride home we are quiet. There really isn't a lot that needs to be said. I have the radio on an adult contemporary station and I admire the view as I drive the car down the winding road away from Evelyn's house. At home I check our business email one last time, a habit I picked up after an especially good night in which a client promised to send more money, as a tip, he insisted. "Call Evelyn," I tell him.

"Why?"

"She transferred ten thousand dollars to our account," I feel immediately guilty.

"I wondered, if she had read the contract," he says, dialing her number. "Evelyn, that's too much money, we need to return it," Jonah tells her. I am nodding at him in agreement. "I see," he looks at me with a smile. "Goodnight." he presses end. "She read the contract, she wants us to have the money, for our future."

"Our future?" I ask, throughly confused.

"I don't know, that's just what she said," he shrugs. "Let's go to bed."

All at once I am exhausted. I follow him out of the office and into his bedroom. We strip down to our underwear and climb under the covers. I fall asleep wrapped in Jonah's arms.



Indecent Proposal Ch. 03



After our morning bout of physical, passionate sex on the beach we had a hunger as we raced out of the water back up the beach to the picnic basket. The resort had done us proud with nice sandwiches, cold meats, a fruit platter & some small snack size bottles of white wine. A feast after a morning of sex.

We lay for half an hour in the sun after lunch fully sated in more ways than one. Most of the afternoon was spent snorkelling in the cove during which I found a nice smooth rock outcrop to sit on so that my head & shoulders were just above the surface of the water. Annabel swam across to join me and I gently glided her across so that she was sitting on my lap facing me. It was comfy in the warm water we her semi-floating on my lap as we kissed and stroked & massaged each other in the water. Slowly the passion crept back in and simple kissing developed into what the English used to call 'heavy petting'; as I cup her ass and Annabel lightly raked her nails down my spine. The old man was revitalised after a feed and a swim; swelling in my shorts against her thigh.

Annabel reached down the tug on the waist band of my shorts. We adjusted ourselves in the water and Annabel ducked down in the water to tug my shorts down but leaving them on one leg so they didn't float away. After bobbing up for a lung full of air she ducked down, doing a half pike turn to swing her head down into my lap and her ass broke the surface of the water. I grabbed her ass at the same time as she grabbed my thighs. My thumbs eased her cheeks apart just as I felt her lips close over the head of my prick. I quickly slipped a finger into her upturned pussy as she briefly deep throated me underwater; only for 20 seconds but it felt great before she pushed off my thighs and swam to one side tugging her pussy off my penetrating finger.

She broke the surface, took in some air, laughed out loud, and asked "Did you like that?"

"Come here and let me show you," I laughed in return.

She swam around in a wide circle, teasing me with her slow return until she swam across my lap and sat back down facing me again. Her thighs straddled mine as she slid into my lap and my rock hard cock rubbed along the inside of her thigh. Annabel open mouth kissed me as I felt her hand go between us to move the triangle of material off to one side. Then her fingers curled around my cock and she stroked the hard length half a dozen times. Breaking our kiss she stared into my eyes and asked "Are you ready for some more Daddy?"

This is what I had planned for this morning, slow gentle love making as we explored each other. But this morning we had both had a very physical need for each other and it had been hot passionate sex on the beach rather than gentle lovemaking in the warm clear water. But who really cared about which came first; the important part was I had the girl of my dreams sat on my lap gripping my cock as I hopefully anticipated that she would soon be placing that cock inside of her.

"Yes, I am," I finally answered leaning forward to kiss her whilst at the same time gripping her ass with both hands to spear her pussy as Annabel aligned my hardness with her lips. Her semi-buoyancy on my lap made penetration easy and deep in one gentle glide. Our bodies crushed together; our arms wrapped around each other and we kissed, nay snogged, with increased passion and need.

We both rocked slightly together in the gentle motion of the ocean as we very slowly and gently fucked. There was no hurry now, our immediate needs and urges had been sated & satisfied this morning. Now was the time and opportunity to gently & lovingly explore each other.

Annabel rubbed herself against my chest so that the tiny triangles of her bikini top gave some friction and stimulation across her nipples which hardened approvingly.

The tide was going out now and the water level slowly dropped as we 'petted' each other making the swell of Annabel's breasts remain above water level. I unfastened the neck cord allowing the two small triangles to drop down & float beneath her now exposed nipples. I stretched up slightly to kiss her neck on the sensitive points that turn women on and Annabel appreciatively gripped my cock with her pussy muscles. Slowly I worked my lips around her neck and down onto the upper slope of her breasts; both of my hands reached under her breasts to gently ease them upwards as my fingers massaged the sensitive underside of her flesh. It was twenty minutes or so before my lips got anywhere close to her hardened protruding nipples despite Annabel's best efforts to guide my head downwards faster.

My sharp sense of hearing could just hear a boat in the distance so it was time to increase the heat a little. My mouth slowly got down to her left nipple, but I didn't take into her mouth, my tongue protruded out to very, very lightly brush over the sensitive bud of her nipple.

Annabel threw her head back and groaned loudly and clamped down on my cock as it slowly worked its way back into her upto the hilt.

My left hand drifted across her ass into her crack; my forefinger searching for her tight ring. At the moment I found it I eased my head forward to seal my lips on the firm flesh of her breast. My finger slid into her ass as I sucked hard on her breast flesh and lashed her sensitive nipple with my tongue inside my mouth. Now I started to slide harder & deeper, and faster into her pussy as I push pilled her pussy along my cock.

"YYYESSS," Annabel screamed out in joy as her pussy clamped down hard on my cock and she started to ride me hard in return. The sound of the boat's motor was louder now but Annabel didn't notice or react as she enjoyed another satisfying orgasm in this Pacific paradise.

We hung onto each other as Annabel gradually started to come down from the sensations that rumbled through her, we kissed and hugged each other to bring the afternoon to an end as the boat rounded the headland and cruised into the cove.

Annabel realised it was there but didn't panic. She just calmly retied her bikini top in place as she slid off my cock allowing me to slide my shorts back on.

We swam across to the beach to meet the boatman who was loading up our stuff, discreetly ignoring whatever we might have been doing.

We sat with our arms lapped around each other as we cruised back to the resort for a nice warm shower before dinner.

A couple of cocktails each at the bar slid down as easily as the setting sun before we both tucked into a tender steak dinner; of us having a good appetite this evening. A local band playing in the background led to some very close, slow dancing; neither of us caring that we were the only couple dancing. We were absorbed in each other, with not a care in the world. A couple of after dinner drinks followed as we were both in a very mellow mood as we strolled and kissed our way back to my chalet.

We slid inside; kissed some more, and then I picked up a small package off the table and passed it to Annabel. "I would feel very honoured if you went and changed into these for me," I politely requested.

Annabel smiled and picked up the parcel before heading off to the bedroom to change.

I was on pins, nervous as hell, wondering if I was pushing it too far as part of my indecent proposal in return for giving Annabel & her family $50,000 for the 10 days with me. Time seemed to stand still as I waited for Annabel to call out or emerge from the bedroom; I went to the fridge and poured two glasses of juice for us before reaching into my chinos and pulled out a small pill container which had a small blue pill in it which is popular with men of a certain age, such as myself. Whilst I may have dreamed of Annabel for years I wasn't vain or stupid enough to dream I was still in my prime able to shag nonstop all night. I was fifty something, not very fit and I have already cum twice today; I wasn't fooling myself into thinking that I could go again now without some extras help despite Annabel's beauty, smile, laughter & stunning body working magic on my eyes & loins. So the blue pill was washed down with some juice before sitting down in an easy chair to await Annabel from my bedroom.

It seemed ages before I heard Annabel turn the handle on the bedroom doors, but it was only micro-seconds before my eyes and attention were firmly focused on the time door.

The door slowly swung open to reveal Annabel backlit by the bedroom lamps. This amazingly beautiful image filled my view. There stood the most magnificent woman, content in a well-rounded body, wearing a sheer black mesh body stocking that was rim lit around the edges of her body. 'FUCK," my mind told the rest of my body, and my old man listened by stirring in my chinos and started to harden.

"Wow," was all I could manage to mutter out loud as my eyes went directly to the V of her thighs. The back light shone between her legs highlighted the long rounded curves of the inside of her very shapely thighs; and there below that piece of paradise was the lovely shape of her calves representing heaven balanced above a new set of black high heels. Add to this the shimmer of the black stocking material and I was rock hard before my eyes could lift up to look into Annabel's eyes. I was surprised to see her standing tall & proud; for some reason I was expecting her to be a little demure and a little unsure. But no! She stood tall and confident; and stunningly beautiful.

"Jeez Annabel, you are a stunning women, and I have dreamed for years of seeing you like this. But you exceed my widest, most vivid dreams the way you look tonight."

Annabel nodded her head slightly and replied "You are most kind to say so."

I wanted to stand and kiss her, but I knew that once I held her I would be able to let her go and I really just wanted to admire her.

"Will you please just stand there and pose for me as I so want to just admire and absorb your beauty," I asked.

Annabel flashed me a beaming smile in acceptance.

I was just blown away by the vision in front of me. I have always, like most blokes, been greatly turned on by stockings, but once I have seen a photo of a model in a full body stocking I knew it was one of my greatest fantasies to see and hold someone wearing one. By putting some action and $50,000 to it I was now admiring it as reality just metres in front of me. I think the feel of the material was doing the same for Annabel as her nipples were rock hard pushing forward into the fine material. The way the material adhered to the bulge of her breasts was very erotic and the way the colour & sheen of the material changed as it followed the various curves of her body made for a magical, erotic vision in front of me.

Well one of my senses was being satisfied by admiring her visually, but my other senses cried out for a share of the action – Touch being foremost.

"Please do a very slow twirl around for me," I requested, but it may have sounded as I was begging.

Annabel very slowly started to twist her upper body before her feet started to rotate an inch at a time. Her breasts started to appear in profile and then when she was sideways on I could full appreciate the horniness of her erect nipples. "Whoa there please Annabel!" as I reached to rub my crotch; my hardness fighting for freedom from my chinos. "Please run your hands over your breasts and play with your nipples," asked my now dry mouth.

Her black encased arms reached up to cup and squeeze her breasts for a minute before she moved over to grip her nipples.

"Oh yeah!" groaned Annabel, obviously turned on by her touch through the material.

I just wanted to grab hold of her and fuck her as hard and for as long as I could. But I had been dreaming of this for years so I fought hard to maintain my cool and patience.

"Please turn around some more Annabel," I croaked reaching for my glass of juice to wet my mouth and vocal chords.

My attention moved south from her breasts to her hips and her now emerging pear shaped ass. Fuck; the material gleamed in the lights as it clung to her hips and ass. I only just noticed that she was wearing a black satin bikini bottom over the body stocking as my note in her parcel had requested. With her back to me now I just had to release my old man from its confinement. Once out I could sit more comfortably as I realised Annabel was still playing with her nipples as she had her back to me.

"Please slide one hand down and cup your pussy over the panties."

Her finger tips appeared between her legs over the top of the black satin and a low groan escaped her lips as her pussy lips reported the pressure of her palm to her brain. Annabel eased her feet apart a little to give more room for her fingers.

"Now slide your hand inside your panties."

She did.

"Are you hot & wet down there?"

"Yes," she groaned

"Bend over for me and thrust your ass back towards me"

Annabel dipped and her ass cheeks spread to my pleasured vision.

"Stroke your pussy very slowly and gently ........... Don't slide your fingers inside .... Just rub your lips," I instructed.

There was movement inside the black satin and a continued low groan from her mouth.

Fuck she looked sensational and I gave my cock a sly stroke for a little relief.

I let her stay in this position for a few more minutes before instructing, "Stay bent over and slowly turn and face me please."

She obeyed and I nearly shot my load when I saw her sideways on; "Stop there!" I hurriedly cried out as I wanted to absorb the sight of her hanging breasts & nipples balanced by the projection of her curved ass. I so wanted to stroke myself at the glory of the vision before me.

"Annabel, I just don't know enough adjectives to describe your beauty without repeating myself," I told her.

"Now please turn & face me," She complied.

As I lounged back in my chair I had this total vision of beauty in front of me; her hair hanging down but not obscuring the view of her hanging breasts, one of which she was still squeezing and rubbing. I could see her other arm snaking down towards her pussy and her hand deep into her panties playing with her pussy.

"You are so fucking beautiful," I praised her in a crude but loving way. "Please stand up and let me admire you," 

She did so.

"Please stop massaging yourself before you bring yourself off," I instructed.

"Please Daddy! I need to cum," she pleaded.

"I'll take care of that," I assured her.

"Soon please Daddy," she begged as she stood tall & proud in front of me.

"It will be," I promised, "so please step up close to me," I instructed easing my legs apart and tapping my thighs so she knew exactly where I wanted her to stand.

Placed her high heeled clad stockinged feet right in front of me and her stocking clad legs and thighs seemed to fill my vision. God, I so wanted to get my hands on her hot body that I wished I had another pair of hands to be able to absorb her fine curves.

"I keep saying it but you are so beautiful," I praised as I sat forward in my chair, my face just inches from her satin covered mound. I imagined I could feel the heat emanating from her hot stroked pussy; but I could certainly smell the aroma of her sweet pussy juices.

I reached forward and wrapped my arms around her thighs until my hands came into contact with her stockinged ass cheeks, which I cupped. I looked up past her protruding breasts into her warm eyes that looked back down at me.

"Thank you for doing this for me; you don't realise how many years I've waited for this very moment Annabel." Then I kissed her navel.

"Please Daddy I need to cum," she whispered in reply.

"Oh you will ..... repeatedly ....... All night" I promised, "Now please lift your right leg and put it here" as I patted alongside my left thigh. My left hand cupped the back of her stockinged calf to help her, but stayed on the back of her calf to feel the warmth & smoothness of her finely curved calf. The high heels making the shape of her calves extend to be pure perfection to my way of thinking. My right hand moved to her right calf to start massaging that as well as my eyes feasted on the inside of her stockinged thigh extending towards me. I leaned forward to kiss the skin just above the knee and felt the smoothness of the body stocking brush across my lips. I so wanted to fuck her, but 'patience' I told myself, 'patience.'

I proceeded to place light feathery kisses close together as I start my lip's journey up the inside of her right thigh. My hands started cruising up and down both legs and thighs admiring her warmth & curves through the silky material that gossamer covered her entire body.

I felt her hands drop to the back of my head and gently try to speed up my progress up her thigh as she quietly begged "Please Daddy!"

As my face got closer to her satin crotch I could actually feel heat from her hot pussy and I smiled to myself as I got to that very tender sweet flesh that exists at the top of a ladies thigh just before you move into the fold between her thigh and mound. I opened my mouth and sucked firmly on this pleasant flesh through the silky material as both hands arrived to meet on each cheek of her ass, ensuring there was no escape for Annabel from what was to come next.

"Please Daddy ......... I soooo need to cum," she begged plaintively.

As much as I wanted this to last all night my rock hard cock was aching for release as much as her hot pussy was. I turned my head slightly to the right and put my lips lightly onto the damp material of the front of her panties. Instantly I felt her hands grip my head and pull it into firm contact with the damp triangle of her black satin bikini panties.

"Now please Daddy!" she begged, real need in her voice.

I opened my mouth wide and pressed against her damp crotch before extending my tongue to press against her lips through the material. My fingertips grips the firm flesh of her ass and eased her forward slightly.

"Yyeessss," she sighed as her brain registered that relief was likely to arrive soon.

I pressed hard with my tongue and felt the material push her lips apart and sink slightly into her damp furrow.

Annabel started to rock her hips into my face, the need in her building as I teased her with my mouth and tongue. Her fingers ran through my hair keeping my face pressed in tight ..... Not that I had any intention of leaving any time soon.

The crotch of the satin was changing from damp to wet as her juices started to flow.

"Plleeaasseee Daddddyy," She begged so I moved my tongue upwards to rub over her clit.

Annabel trembled slightly, then sighed "Uhh," as a mini orgasm shook her lower body and her panties changed from wet to sodden as my tongue pressed the material as far into her pussy crease as I could. I tightened my forearms against her hips to hold her steady and gripped her ass firmly in my hands as I continued to pleasure her pantied crotch with my mouth & tongue.

As her trembled eased off she pleaded "Daddy I need more," sounding more like Oliver Twist than stocking clad womanhood entwined in my arms.

I eased my head back and up to look up past her now heaving breasts to her pleading eyes.

"Please Daddy," she begged.

I released her ass so I could undo the bows holding her panties on her hips. Once untied her satin panties didn't drop as they were pressed into her saturated pussy lips. Annabel started to swing her hand off my head to pull the offending garment out, but I gently gripped her wrist and placed her hand back on my head; that was my task & pleasure to remove her panties fully. I gently tugged on the string of her panties and enjoyed the sight of the material easing from between her now swollen pussy lips. The aroma of her pussy nectar filled my nostrils and I eased the saturated piece of satin to my nose and inhaled the sweet aroma. My head swam in giddy pleasure triggered by the aroma of her panties and pussy.




Indecent Proposal Ch. 03



Chapter 3: Separation Anxiety

This is the third chapter in an ongoing story - it's a good idea to read chapters 1 and 2 before reading this one. 

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Behind my closed eyelids my eyes are adjusting to the morning light when I remember where I am. I move slightly and feel Jonah next to me. His morning hard on presses against my thigh. I want to wrap my lips around him, suck him off until his cum is sliding down my throat. My dick throbs in agreement. Instead, I carefully get out of bed and head for the bathroom. A cold shower and jerk off session takes the feeling away.

Jonah joins me in the kitchen a few minutes later, his hair wet. I wonder if he had the same morning I did. "Mom and dad want to know if we're coming to dinner tonight," Jonah says as he's preparing the blender. 

Dinner with the family. It is a weekly thing. I am suddenly nervous, thinking of them. We can never tell them what we're doing. With each other, I mean. They know what we do for a living, but not too much detail. As long as we're making money, and being safe, they let us do our thing. But this, new aspect. I am suddenly five-years-old again, feeling guilty for doing something I'm not supposed to be doing. Jonah has sensed that I've gone into panic mode and stands next to me at the stove. "We don't have to go, we can say we have work, or something," he says.

"No," I shake my head at him. "We can't avoid family dinners forever, we'll just do what we always do. Not talk about it."

He nods in agreement and goes back to making our shakes.

After breakfast we decide on a hike in the hills rather than our usual gym time. The fresh air feels good. And helps clear my head. My phone rings as we're heading back down the giant hill we've trudged up. I am out of breath, and the number is not one I recognize. Probably a client. I stop and try to get my breathing under control, and answer.

"Looks like we do have work tonight after all," I tell Jonah after ending the call. "But it's not until late, so, we'll still go to dinner." I am not sure why I am so eager to face the family despite all of the nerves I feel. Maybe I just want to get it over with. 

We arrive at our parents house right as mom is finished cooking dinner. My insides are tied in knots, but I am outwardly happy when dad greets us at the door. We are an affectionate family so we are immediately pulled into an embrace. We see our parents weekly, sometimes more, during birthdays and holidays. But they both act as if we never visit. Our older brother is in the kitchen with mom, helping her put the food in serving dishes. We have exchanged our hugs and sarcastic greetings and have made our way to the dining room table.

The talk stays on the usual topics. Our brother Rich is a lawyer, as is our father. A thought not lost on either Jonah or I in discussing how important it is to keep our secret from the family. We talk sports, dad and Rich talk work, mom tells us she's picked up two new hobbies, pottery and stained glass. I look at Jonah and I can see that he is as grateful for the focus being off of him and I as much as I am. Rich asks how business is, and we answer with the usual "great." No one wants to ask any more questions and we offer no more information.

Rich leaves right after dinner. He is the face of the law firm he and dad run together, and tonight he has a cocktail party to attend. Dad is happy to let him take on that role. He would much rather spend his free time in his garage tinkering with old cars. I help mom clear the table while Jonah follows dad outside to take a look at his latest project. A '66 Mustang. 

Mom is washing the dishes and I am drying them. This has always been my job. We stand at the kitchen sink passing dishes, mostly in silence. We can see dad and Jonah outside through the window over the sink. I am watching Jonah inspect the Mustang, admiring his ability to pretend that he's interested in our father's hobby.

"Everything okay with you and Jonah?" mom asks.

I look at her, confused. "Yeah, why wouldn't it be?"

She doesn't answer right away. We go back to our assembly line dish washing routine. "I feel like something is different between you two."

My heart sinks and my hands begin to shake. I tell myself there is no way she knows anything. Absolutely no way. "No, mom, everything is the same," I say, putting as much assurance in my voice as I can.

She turns off the water and dries off her hands, staring out the window. "When you, work together, you guys don't, do anything, to each other, do you?"

I drop the glass I am drying and it shatters on the tile floor. I want to throw up, cry, scream, and run all at the same time. I steady myself. "Don't ask questions you don't want to know the answers to, and stop thinking about what we do for work." 

"I'm your mother, I am always going to worry about you," she says, helping me pick up the shards of broken glass.

I walk away before she or I can say anything else and grab a broom from the hall closet. When I return dad and Jonah are in the kitchen. Jonah is helping mom with the mess. He looks up at me and raises an eyebrow. This is the second time in as many days that I've done this, and I'm not the clumsy one. I shake my head at him hoping he will not mention this to them.

"We have an appointment," Jonah says after we've cleaned up the kitchen and made our way to the small living room. We grew up here. It was always a place of joy and laughter. For the first time since we told them what we do for a living I am embarrassed and I cannot look either of my parents in the eye. 

"Be safe," my mother whispers in my ear as we say our goodbyes. 

The lump in my throat grows, but I manage to say "always" before letting go of her and hugging my father goodbye. In the car Jonah stares at me, willing me to tell him what the hell is going on.

"Mom asked me, if we do anything, with each other, at work," I tell him. I see his grip on the steering wheel tighten. "I told her not to ask about things she doesn't want to know, after I dropped the glass on the floor."

Jonah stares straight ahead, keeping his focus on the road. "You should have just said no, we don't."

"She's our mother, Jo, she knows something is different. She said that before asking me, about work. Why else would she bring it up after all this time? She never has before."

"Do you think dad knows?"

"I doubt it," it is more of a hope than a true statement.

We spend the rest of the car ride in silence. I am afraid, suddenly, at what Jonah is thinking. I wonder if he's contemplating the no touching clause again. I want to talk to him about it, but we are pulling into our client's driveway. We have been with this client before, but only once. My nerves are shot and I am tempted to cancel. We're here now, and Jonah is already out of the car.

I ring the doorbell and we wait in silence. We have never been very talkative, but I feel like this is different. Our silences are so much more tense now. As sex workers our motto is "sex does not change anything." In this case, it has changed a lot of things. 

The client is a man in his early thirties. He is good looking, slightly overweight, and shy. We were fairly certain we would never see him again after our first session, but here we are. He greets us and invites us in, leading us into a large living room. Drinks flow freely with every job we take, and we are offered beverages right away. I try to push back my desire to gulp down the whisky I have been handed and ask for another. It works, briefly. The client offers me another and tells us to sit, make ourselves comfortable.

After our second round of drinks the client informs us that he would like to conduct our business separately. And that is how he refers to it. Business. I stifle a laugh, and we agree to "meet" with him one at a time. He has chosen to "deal" with Jonah first, so I am left sitting on the couch while they go off into the clients bedroom. This is the first time we have been separated in the two and a half years we have been escorts. We have no rules against it, it's just never something any of our clients have ever wanted. They're hiring twins, naturally we are a package deal. The idea of being alone with my thoughts has me fidgety. 

There is no television in this room, but I find a few coffee table books, oddly, on a shelf behind the couch. I start to flip through one of them. It is all art and photography. I am no better off escaping my thoughts. They all involve Jonah. I am suddenly insanely jealous of whatever is going on behind the bedroom door. Then I am back in my parent's kitchen with my mother looking at me with a sense of disappointment. And before I stand up to find out what the other books on the shelf have to offer, I glimpse myself in an orange jumpsuit. 

Twenty minutes later Jonah and the client return and I feel a sense of relief. I know that once I am in the room with the client I can lose myself in the sex. Jonah smiles at me as I stand up and follow the client out of the room. He says very little, aside from "suck my dick" which I do, with less vim and vigor than I usually have for it, but he does not seem to notice, or care. When he commands me to fuck him I oblige, bending him over the bed. I close my eyes as I am pumping in and out of him and I picture Jonah. My thoughts of him send me into a quick orgasm and I'm filling the condom quicker than I mean to. The client doesn't care. I continue to slide in and out of him despite going soft, and he convulses under me.

In the car Jonah turns to me and smiles. "That was, odd." 

"So odd," I say in agreement.

"I felt like I was conducting a business transaction, even while we were having sex," Jonah continues. "It was so, robotic."

"I thought it was just me," I am thankful that he had the same experience. Maybe I was a lot less distracted than I thought. "He seemed to be having a good time," I shrug.

"Yeah, I mean, I guess that's what he's into," Jonah shrugs back at me.

When we get home I don't bother to check the email account. I can feel from this evening's events that the client has no intention of sending any more money, or hiring us again. Out of habit I head to my bathroom to shower. Jonah follows me. We undress and step into the shower stall. I step close to him, wanting to feel his bare skin on mine. The hot water washes over me and I feel the heat of it, and him, all over. My mouth finds his and I lose myself in the passion of his lips on mine, his familiar sweet taste, his hands on my body. His middle finger is rubbing my hole. I moan into his mouth and push against him, begging him to stick it in. My hand is wrapped around his dick, which has come to life at my touch. I can't decide what I want more. His dick in my mouth or in my ass. 

I opt for ass, and turn around so that he has access to me. I brace myself using the wall and Jonah slowly eases himself into my hole. He wraps his arms around me and holds me close to him. I feel his lips against my neck and he is slowly sliding in and out of me, making every nerve in my body come to attention. I want to feel this, always. Like I am alive, like I am wanted. Like the world is far away and it's just us. Jonah tightens his grip on my waist and starts moving faster. My body tenses and I am losing all control. As he hits every button inside me I scream his name and cum all over the wall in front of me. My knees threaten to give way but Jonah is holding me tight to him. His fingers dig into my skin and he lets out a groan before shooting hot cum into me. I can feel his dick throb and the heat of the cum against my ass and I don't want to let him go. He slowly pulls out of me and turns me toward him. "Never again," he says and it scares me. My eyes widen and I think I might burst into tears. "We will never allow a client to take us separately again," he says, thwarting my complete breakdown. My pulse returns to its normal pace and I kiss him with a force that knocks us both back under the water of the shower head.

The combination of hot water, intense sex, and the day's events makes me want to do nothing more than sleep. We have climbed into bed together, in my room this time, and I am laying across Jonah's bare chest. He is running his fingers through my wet hair and I can feel his chest move up and down as he breaths steadily.

"We have to keep this a secret, Jake," Jonah's sleepy voice breaks into the quiet darkness. "As much as I would like us to be like any other couple, we will never get to walk down the street holding hands, or celebrate anniversaries with family and friends."

I sit up and look at him, despite the darkness. "Jesus Jo, we're turning twenty one next week and you're talking anniversaries and family gatherings. Don't get ahead of yourself."

"I know," he says after a short silence. "But you can't tell me you don't see it Jake. You can't tell me you aren't falling in love with me, and that this won't tear apart our family and we won't lose friends," his voice catches and I know he is on the verge of tears.

He's right. I can't tell him any of that. Except one thing. "You're wrong," I say, laying my head back down on his chest. "I am not falling in love with you Jo," I pause and I feel him suck in a breath. "I am in love with you."

I feel him let out the breath he had been holding. "I love you too Jake."



Indecent Proposal Ch. 03



I looked up and smiled my absolute pleasure and gratitude to Annabel as I ran my hands along the inside of her stockinged thighs.

Now it was time to get serious and pleasure this beauty in front of me as I turned my head down again to view another amazing sight for my pleasure that evening. Directly in front of me the body stocking was neatly trimmed in a curve around her hot pussy leaving it framed as lightly tanned skin around her slightly swollen pussy lips whose juices glistened in the light. "Fuck yes," I quietly whispered; I was really looking forward to this selfishly wanting to make it last all night, but needing to give Annabel the release she needed as gratitude for graciously wearing this outfit for me.

Rather than returning my hands to her ass I reached down to her toes, felt her new high heel and then very slowly worked my way upwards back to her pussy. Her feel & shape of her calves had my cock pulsing in need of release as I am such a perv when it comes to ladies calves ... and especially for stockinged ladies calves. I could feel pre-cum dripping from my cock in appreciation & need. Then came her thighs, first the back, and then onto the outside of those firm curves, before finally rotating my arms to rub appreciatively up the front of her thighs, my fingertips transferring the feel of the stocking to the pleasure cells of my brain & cock.

Annabel was starting to run out of patience with my roaming fondling as she gently started to pull my head towards her pussy. 'Fair enough' I thought.

My hands moved on to the inside of her thighs, to the sweet softness of her inner thigh before finally my thumbs rolled over onto her mound.

"Yes," I heard Annabel breath impatiently.

The rough skin of my thumbs came into contact with the folds of her sodden pussy as my head started to close the final inches back to her pussy.

"Ohhh," escaped from Annabel as my fingers started to peal her lips apart to expose her clit and the inner folds of her pussy. I then lightly gripped her lips between finger & thumb each side as my extending tongue aimed for the bottom of her gash.

"Aaarrrhhh," sighed Annabel as my tongue slid into her wetness and began a long, very slowly lick up the whole length of her pussy before rubbing hard across the uncovered bud of her clit.

"Fuck YES!" she cried out in un-ladylike tones.

I then sealed my mouth tight onto her pussy while at the same time releasing her now trapped spread lips to grip her fine ass in my hands. Her spread lips sealed tightly to my lips as I sucked down hard on them.

"OH GOD!" Annabel exclaimed loudly.

Then my tongue found her clit.

"OH FUCK YES!" she cried out loud, as she thrust my head hard against her crotch.

Whilst I love and adore the feel of her ass in my hands I felt Annabel was going to need something more to make this orgasm truly tremultuous. So whilst I started to lap my tongue up & down her clit, I slid one hand off her ass and curved in back to her front to reach under her to assess her dripping pussy.

Annabel flinched slightly as the tip of my middle finger ran along the underside of her pussy to be coated in her juices. Once coated, I found her opening and inserted my finger full depth into her pussy as I lashed my tongue across her pussy.

I gripped her ass hard with my remaining hand to prevent her escape as Annabel was finally tipped over the edge into her long awaited full orgasm that just ripped through her whole body and shook her to the core.

The sudden insertion deep inside her pussy, combined with the lashing her sensitive clit suddenly received lit up every single nerve ending in her entire body. Annabel snatched one hand off my head to urgent grip one of her breasts as she desperately needed to squeeze and pull a nipple to ease the ache coursing through her body.

I gripped, sucked and thrust hard onto & into her trembling body. I thrust my finger in & out of her creaming pussy, feeling it trying to clamp down hard on my invading digit.

Annabel's hips started to violently hump my face as she shook through the violence & intensity of this long built up orgasm.

"FFFUUUCCCKKK ......... DDDAAADDDDDDYYY!!!" she wailed and her nailed cut into the back of my head, breaking the skin and drawing blood.

My fingers sank into her ass to hold her in place as I stopped thrusting into her and curled my finger forward inside her pussy to find & rub her G spot.

The pain in her ass cheek, the explosion on her G spot, the lashing on her clit, her sapping energy & weakening knees turned on Annabel's need to escape, to take flight. But the was nowhere to go, my grip was just too strong and too penetrating.

Her juices flooded over my finger and down my wrist; her muscles vibrated and crushed down hard on my finger

She scratched at my head as she screamed "Too much Daddy, please! ... too much." 

I relented and stilled both my tongue and my invading finger, as I eased my grip on her abused ass; thus letting Annabel started to come down ever so slowly off the peak of her tremendous orgasm.

I could feel her legs starting to sag and some of her weight transfer into her arms & onto my head.

I released my suction on her clit as I struggled to drink down the juices flooding my mouth but enjoyed every necessary swallow until my mouth pulled away from her now swollen pussy lips. Carefully pulling my finger slowly out of her still twitching pussy I started to stand so I could take Annabel into my arms to support her as her energy quickly drained from her body. I drove up out of the chair with my legs to wrap my arms around Annabel to hug & support her, my hard cock pressed tight into her stomach; the light blue tablet performing well.

Once Annabel's breathing settled down, somewhere closer to normal, we kissed lightly, and then it became more passionate as my hand wandered all over her body thoroughly enjoying the feel of her hot body in the body stocking.

She broke our kiss to whisper "That was amazing ...... Thank you Daddy ........ I needed that."

'Not as much as I did,' I thought to myself as I rubbed her breasts through the material feeling their warmth & firmness. I turned her around and carefully lowered her down into the easy chair to recover from her orgasm. She lolled her head back in the chair, sitting with her legs spread apart resting and bringing her senses & breathing back down to normal.

I stood in front of her with my rock solid prick pointing forward out of my chinos as I admired her sat there.

After a few minutes of Annabel recovering and me admiring her; she slid forward in the chair and undid my chinos before thrusting them and my pants down around my ankles. Fortunately I was wearing slip on shoes and so I was able to remove them quickly along with my shirt until I was totally naked in front of Annabel.

Decision time – blowjob or a shag? .... In pure blunt, crude terms.

I wanted to spend all night just eating her pussy. However she would be too sensitive down there for that; and my balls were bursting for release.

I knelt down between Annabel's thighs and placed my hands on her knees wholly appreciating the beautiful woman in front of me. "You are so beautiful, and a real pleasure to spend time with," I sincerely praised Annabel.

She smiled and I leant forward to kiss her in appreciation and thanks. We kissed for several minutes, our passion rekindling into a fire that started to burn inside both of us.

Annabel eventually broke the kiss as her fingers wrapped gently around my rock hard, throbbing cock. "Are you going to make use of this tonight and fuck me?" she smiled.

"Fuck Yes" I answered authoratively, but smiled at her glowing, beautiful face.

I reached around her hips and eased her gently forward until her ass was right at the edge of the chair before reaching down to grip her ankles. I lifted her legs up and placed her heels close to her ass angling her knees outwards making her pussy lips stretch apart.

I just wanted to taste that sweet pussy one more time before I filled it with cum.

I ducked my head down and went straight onto her hot pussy before she had time to realise I wasn't lining up to slide my old man deep inside her

"DADDY?" she yelled indignantly, "Please...... Please fuck me."

I licked and drank her juices by thrusting my tongue deep inside while still gripping her ankles to hold her in place. I gently took each swollen lip in my mouth, one at a time, and sucked on each as my tongue penetrated her saturated pussy.

She tugged at my head, trying to pull me off; but the position she was trapped in didn't give her much leverage to give much success in moving me. So Annabel tried to appeal to my better nature by pleading "Please fuck me Daddy."

Finally I relented and pulled back. I stood up still holding her ankles, one in each hand.

She looked so vulnerable sat there and so fucking sexy.

"I so want to fuck you," I announced crudely.

"I am all yours Daddy," she offered.

I released her ankles but slid my forearms under her calves before her legs had time to drop down as I stood up and moved in tight to the chair. Her calves slid over my arms and out along the side of my body; the feeling of the silky soft material tantalising my brain & cock.

I folded her legs almost back to her shoulders, her thighs pressing into her breasts, but making her pussy lips peel wide apart ready for the fucking she was about to receive.

If I wasn't already hard enough, Annabel taunted me by saying breathlessly "Fuck me Daddy!"

"A pleasure," I smiled back at her as Annabel took me in hand and guided my stiffness between her spread pussy lips.

"Yes," she whispered quietly.

I smiled at the beauty beneath me.

"Fuck me," she pleaded.

And I eased very slowly but firmly between her lips

"YYEESS," she exclaimed in satisfaction & pleasure as I kept going forward until I was buried ball deep inside her.

Her velvet wet tunnel wrapped around & lubricated my cock.

I left her legs hooked over my forearms as I gripped the end of the arm rests of the chair for balance & stability.

"Ready?" I asked.

"Oh yes!" she smiled.

Then I eased backwards until the tip was just nestled between her lips. We smiled to each other and then I eased my hips very slowly forward. As I impaled her again she clamped her muscles tight to my cock making me wince. She smiled and laughed impishly at my discomfort. God, it was going to be hard to give Annabel, the marvellous example of what a real woman was, back to her husband & family. But until then we would enjoy each other's company & bodies to the fullest.

It felt as if I needed to tug my cock out with the pressure of her grip.

"I won't last long if you keep doing that," I smiled and admonishing.

She giggled like a little girl and my mind flashed back to how she looked fresh out of school when she first joined the company. I wasn't sure which I would have preferred to fuck – the young inexperienced, impressionable 18 year old; or the mature, marvel woman with experience of life that was now under me. Maybe it would have been nice to have been able to make a comparison through experience I smiled to myself.

"What?" she questioned seeing the thoughts pass behind my eyes as perceptive women do.

"Your little girl laugh, reminded me how young you were when you first joined us, and how you turned us all on all of those years ago."

"You mean I don't now?" she asked in mock indignant.

I thrust deep and hard into her taking her by surprise. "I think that shows that you still turn me on; but I can't speak for the other guys."

She laughed and slapped me around the head.

I stayed deep inside her; stopping short of saying I loved her, "You are truly an amazing woman, Annabel, thank you for sharing this week with me."

I didn't want to give her time to reply so I started to slow saw my cock in and out of her as I didn't want to risk hearing a reply that might spoil this moment.

The sensation of her stockinged legs brushing over the hairs on my arms sent feelings of extreme pleasure to my brain which instructed my heart to divert more blood to my old man. I swelled slightly inside her. I appreciated & enjoyed it, Annabel thought I was just about to cum; I was strongly resisting that urge, desperate to make it last as long as possible.

My thighs bumped into her ass with each inward thrust and the curves of her breasts swelled slightly as her legs pressed tight against her body.

Fuck, I was in heaven right at that moment, and I hadn't died yet. It was such an amazing sight & beautiful feeling as I pleasured both of us with a slow, but steady rocking back & forth inside of her. The heat in her pussy gradually rose just before Annabel gave a little shudder which resulted in a flush of nectar flowed as lubricant over my cock. She smiled in acknowledgement of the mini orgasm that had just occurred in the build up to what was going to follow.

I wanted to kiss & savour her hot mouth but our physical position prevented that; but I managed to slide one hand between her thigh and her breast to cup over the top of her flesh and trap her hard nipple between my fingers. The added to the sensations we were both feeling & enjoying.

Now my cock was subconsciously telling my brain to pick up the pace, which in turn told my hips to speed up some. Annabel grunted in response to this increase in tempo as I continued to saw in & out of her.

Now she started to rock her ass in the chair, trying to thrust upwards to meet each of my downward thrusts as the passion & need started to get closer to the peak.

Annabel squeezed my cock along the length of her love tunnel signalling my balls to get ready. My hips went to a gallop and I started to pound and rut into her hard & deep.

"FUCK YES!" she wailed out loud.

I pounded.

"DEEP, DADDY, DEEP," she yelled.

I tried to ram that pussy and firm ass out through the back of the chair.

"Cum in me Daddy," she instructed.

I continued to pound her bruising my thighs into her ass, hearing our wet skin slapping together as juices flowed from her pussy.

"Fill me Daddy," she encouraged.

My balls slapped hard against her ass.

I felt her pussy go very wet and vibrate around me and she wailed "FUCK.... DDAADDYYYY."

Two more final thrust and my balls let go, my cock pumping her insides full of an incredible amount of cum that I didn't think I possessed.

"YES.... YES .... YES..... YESSSS," she screamed as her body humped underneath me.

I gasped for breath as I still tried to fuck my way through our orgasms; my cock felt aflame, it was so hot inside her. I thought we might both self combust any second.

"DDDAAADDDDDYYYY," she cried as the joint orgasm finally destroyed both of us as I slumped onto her, letting go of her legs which allowed her to knot her ankles behind my back and pin me deep inside her. Now my cock had stopped expending it went very sensitive and I needed to pull out of her. Annabel smiled and used an incredible amount of strength from God knows where to keep me pinned deep inside of her.

We both enjoyed the afterglow of the post orgasmic bliss before my now softening cock finally slid out of her saturated well stretched pussy.

Finding the energy from somewhere I finally stood up and passed Annabel her glass of juice as sustenance that we both needed.

Finally we had recovered enough that I could offer my hand to help pull her out of the chair to stand, hug and kiss so several minutes. I ran my hands up & down her back and ass thoroughly enjoying the warmth, beauty, & strength of this amazing woman in my arms.

Eventually Annabel whispered "Take me to bed."

She still had her high heels on as I led her to the bedroom door and opened it for her to go through.

"Please walk slowly," I asked so I could enjoy every second of seeing her walk in her high heels, driven by beautiful calves & thighs in a body suit that highlighted her firm, shaped ass & smooth back; all topped by her flowing hair. A vision of true beauty.

"Please keep the heels on," I called out as she started to climb on the king sized bed. Her black encased body a vision of contrast & beauty against the white of the bedding.

I stood at the side of the bed and openly admired her before climbing alongside and taking her into my arms to start kissing her all over again. As I lay alongside her kissing her lips and beautiful face I allowed one hand to massage her body as I just couldn't stop touching her in that body suit. My hand slowly & tenderly ran all over her body, loving the feel of her thighs and ass before cruising gently over her trim stomach up onto her breasts. I left her nipples alone knowing they would still be tender, so I just cruised around the curves of her breasts, all of the time enjoying the warmth & taste of her sweet mouth.

Finally Annabel broke our gentle kissing, probably needing sleep, certainly needing air; so I took the opportunity to slowly slide down her body kissing my way south. I still respected the tenderness of her nipples just restricting myself to a tender kiss on the teat of each one before continuing south.

As I reached her navel her hand softly gripped the back of my head as she softly asked "Please not my pussy."

I kissed down across her lower stomach on onto her mound, but I treated the oval of bare skin around her pussy as an exclusion zone for my lips and hands; although both came very close to the border several times. As I did so one hand caressed & admired the feel of her thighs and calves. I just couldn't leave her stunning legs alone. I had dreamt & lust after them for many years in the office and lunch room, and now I had them I just couldn't let go of them.

I had rested my head just above Annabel's mound as I stroked her legs endlessly in very simple pleasure. After maybe 10 minutes I realised I hadn't heard or received a response from Annabel so I stopped to listen. All I could hear was her gently, regular breathing; finally realising she was sound asleep. I was very selfish; I started stroking her legs again. When she didn't wake or turn over I became more brazen and gently lifted one leg at the knee so her leg was bent & stretched her calf so I could feel the shape & beauty of the back of her calf, one of my favourite parts of a ladies body.

I couldn't help myself, and also I wanted the maximum amount of pleasure for my 50,000 plus dollars; but since I was a young kid I had always admired ladies stocking clad legs, especially those with well-defined calves.

Slipping gently off the bed I turned off most of the lights so Annabel could sleep and I went to grab a snack and top up my glass of juice. I sat in a chair at the side of the bed for 10 minutes quietly eating some sliced fruit and drinking some juice as I contently admired Annabel sleeping peacefully on the bed on the warm night air.

After I was replenished I very gently climbed back on the bed with my head down alongside Annabel's stocking clad legs. I spent 20 peaceful calm minutes worshipping her legs by stroking her nylon covered legs; occasionally reaching down to give my still hard cock a couple of strokes to ease the urge to climb between her legs yet again. The little blue pill was delivering on its promise, keeping me hard longer than I ever could have been at my age & level of fitness.

Eventually I found myself lying between Annabel's spread legs gently kissing that bulge of flesh at the top of her thighs just inches from her pussy that was gently weeping out a cocktail of her nectar and my cum.

'Fuck the exclusion zone,' I thought as my lips finally trailed off the nylon and onto her bare skin. After two gentle kisses alongside her pussy I stopped to listen for a change in her breathing, there was none. I eased myself off the bed to fetch a spare duvet and a soft hand towel. Returning I laid the quilt over the top half of Annabel's body to keep her warm and then resumed my spot between her legs to gentle mop her mound clean of juices with the towel. Once clean & reasonable dry I recommenced my kisses of her bare skin while listening for any change in her breathing.




Indecent Proposal Ch. 03



Every so often I would stop and gently stroke her thigh while give my old man a few relieving strokes; before turning back to her mound. Eventually I started to carefully kiss her pussy lips while tensing to listen for any change in her breathing. Annabel stirred just the once pulling the duvet up around her neck and adjust her leg slightly. Now she was well asleep I became a little more brazen and started to kiss around the hood of her clit before playfully squeezing her between my lips, again no reaction. I gave her a very light lick, no response.

The aroma of her pussy again filled my nostrils as I ran my tongue lightly along the full length of her pussy lips, and again no response. My tongue dipped slightly into her pussy to tease her clit. I was amazed that didn't get a reaction, but was grateful as I then spent the next hour kissing & licking her pussy lips and clit. The flow of juices seemed to increase out of her pussy as I thought her body was responding automatically to my administrations. One hand was cupping and stroking the back of her calf, the other was gently still stroking my pill fuel hard cock as my mouth pleasured her pussy.

I noticed Annabel's hips starting to rock under my head and so I took my hand off my cock and very gently placed it on the nubbin of her clit. With the lightest, feather like touch I could manage I placed the tip of my finger on her clit and started to rotate my finger in a circular motion. Annabel's hips followed this as she subconsciously rubbed herself against my digit. I so wanted to fuck her, but that would have been cruel and selfish. Instead over the next 10-15 minutes I slowly bought her body back to the boil, eventually causing her hips to tremble and a low groan to escape her lips as Annabel came in her sleep. I lightly licked her pussy to extend her orgasm and have my very final taste of her that day.

As much as I wanted to keep playing with her I knew I too needed sleep so slipped off the bed and climbed back on alongside Annabel's warm body. I kissed the back of her neck and received a low "Ummmm" in response before allowing myself to fall in a deep sleep with just a final thought slipping through my mind as I lost consciousness "I wonder if Annabel will play with my still stiff cock if she wakes during the night?'

To be continued .......



Indecent Proposal Ch. 04



Waking up spooned against Annabel's warm nylon clad body was an utmost pleasure in itself; and having 'morning glory' at my age just added to the beautiful start to the morning. The only drawback with waking up at my normal time was that it wouldn't have been very nice to wake Annabel up at 5am to share it with her. Instead I eased my hardness from between her ass cheeks and quietly climbed out of bed to make a coffee and sit out on the deck to watch the beautiful Pacific morning sunrise. 

After admiring & appreciating another beautiful sunrise I went for a swim to loosen up and get some exercise; although I was getting more than enough exercise sex wise to lose a few pounds during this 'work trip' as everyone back home thought. 

About 8.30 I went back into the chalet and brewed fresh coffee. Once made, I sat in a chair along the bed and wafted the hot mug of steaming under her nose and enjoyed watching Annabel slowly come around and open her eyes. Even in a sleepy, just woken up, state she looked stunning. As I said before I wished I knew more adjectives to describe her. 

"Good morning," I smiled after seeing her head move & her eyes finally open, "Some fresh coffee for you." 

"Thank you," she said groggily as I placed it on the bedside cabinet and sat back in the chair to admire her. 

Her long hair tumbled on to nylon clad shoulders as she sat up in bed to drink her coffee; her small but lovely breasts just hanging there behind the screen of mesh that she was clothed in from our antic last night. I considered myself a very lucky man being right here, right now, admiring this beauty in my bed. Fortunately Annabel sat in bed for 20 minutes or so chatting & drinking her coffee, maximising the time I could admire her in the black nylon body stocking. 

Finally Annabel tossed back the covers and swung her legs out onto the floor, but didn't stand up and head to the bathroom as expected. The view of her nylon clad curvy thighs, contrasting against the white bedding was a sight to behold that was starting to bring back my early hard on with in my shorts. My eyes eventually drifted downwards to see the bulge of her meaty calves; the high heels must have come off in the bed during the night. 

"If we weren't so hungry I could gently ease your thighs about and keep both of amused for an hour," I bragged. 

She smiled, thought for a few seconds, smiled some more and suggested "Why don't you whistle up breakfast in bed from the kitchen while freshen up?" 

'Yeah,' I thought before replying and reaching for the bedside phone "Great Idea." 

By the time breakfast arrived Annabel sat in bed was wrapped up in a terry bathrobe to hide the body stocking underneath. We tucked into a cooked breakfast, toast, fresh fruit, and lovely fresh coffee, satisfying our hunger after the exercise from the night before, plus my swim this morning. I finished off with another blue pill washed down with a final cup of coffee. I was going to be wired today by both caffeine & Viagra. 

While Annabel tidied the breakfast things back on the trolley and wheeled it outside of our chalet I nipped into the bathroom to shave & shower, emerging in a matching terry robe. 

"I hung the 'Do not disturb' sign on the door so we won't be disturbed by the maid," she informed me as the robe slid off her shoulders and slipped to the floor. 

Annabel stepped up to me, kissed me gently and whispered "You smell good Daddy." She reached down and undid the belt of my robe and held both sides of the robe as she took a step backwards. My little blue friend had teamed up with my old man whilst I was in the shower and Annabel saw a reasonable erection bordered by the white robe. "Let me see how you taste," she whispered and smiled that impish smile that I so adored. She slid down to the floor on her knees right in front of me and cupped my balls in her hand. With her other cup she curled her fingers around the head of my cock and peeled the foreskin backwards to reveal the shiny head glistening with a little precum in anticipation of the morning ahead; or rather the mouth ahead. Annabel's eyes stared upwards straight into mine s she opened her lips and took me into her warm wet mouth. 

I looked down adoringly at her as I took her head in both hands and ran my spread fingers through her lovely locks of hair. "My beauty," I whispered in open admiration of both her beauty and sexual talents. This week was so much more than I ever dreamed it would be in any of the times I had wanked off dreaming of Annabel. 

Her hand left my cock to just her mouth and slid around my hips to trail her fingers down the crack of my arse. I instinctively hardened in her mouth. Then she ran her finger around my sensitive ring; I swelled in response, blood pumping to make me the largest I could be in her succulent mouth. 

Her mouth slowly devoured my entire length in stages over the next few minutes; this lass knew how to suck cock; and I didn't want to cum this early into our morning adventure. Looking down on her I could see the protrusion of her bell shaped ass in the black nylon body stocking. I wanted to play with those fine cheeks of firm warm flesh; so reluctantly I gently started to ease Annabel's lips back off my cock so I didn't cum. 

As her lips came clear of my swollen cock head she asked "Am I doing something wrong Daddy? ... Have I upset you?" 

"Oh no," I tried to reassure her, "your amazing skills and talents were going to make me cum too early; and we have all day, so there is no need to rush." 

She looked slightly reassured. 

"Please sit on the edge of the bed as I want to admire and worship your legs and thighs," I smiled, " plus give you a little pleasure in return." I slid my own robe to the floor in the warm morning air. 

As I stepped up to the side of the bed I wanted to imprint this image of her on the back of my brain for my advancing old age when this would just be a very magical memory for an old man. 

I slid to the floor, slightly shorter than Annabel sat on the bed. I slid my hands onto the back of her nylon clad calves and looked up into her eyes. "I am a very happy and content man; thanks to you Annabel." 

She smiled back down at me and ran her fingers through what remained of my hair. 

At that I massaged her calves for several minutes as I continued to stare into her eyes and she continued to run her fingers through my hair. Then I kissed each of her knees in turn and slightly added pressure to her calves with my hands to signal Annabel to ease her legs apart to let me in; which she obediently did. There was my journey and my prize. The journey would be kissing her curvy nylon thighs on each side of my head as I leaned in past her knees. The prize would be that circle of bare flesh at the head of the valley of her thighs. That bare circle that I knew contained pussy lips that were now getting damp in anticipation of the arrival of my mouth. 

My lips brushed lightly on the inside of her right thigh just above the knee as my lips felt the smooth nylon and my nose took in the aroma of warm skin. My hand brushed up and down both legs from her ankles to the V of her thighs enjoying the feel & texture of her skin & nylon body stocking. Several minutes passed before I reached the tender flesh and the top of her thighs to kiss the curve of her thighs before crossing the border again, across the trimmed edge of her stocking, on to the smooth skin of her mound. Annabel's 'hands tried to guide my head & lips straight to her hot, damp pussy; but I wanted to savour and tease her by kissing around her pussy without touching her lips or clit. 

She read my mind, "Please don't tease me," 

I slowly licked the full length of her damp pussy lips, "Mmmmmm," she murmured. 

I moved back to tease kissing around her mound; "Not fair," she called out. I eased her thighs further apart and kissed the inside of her thighs again both hands slid along her nyloned thigh and my cock twitched in appreciation. As much as I loved her in the body stocking it was only fair that I give her some pleasure after being such a good lass so far this morning. I turned my head to the bottom of her warm musky slit and lanced my tongue deep inside her, parted her lips wide as I drove my face up tight onto her pussy. She gripped my head, "Oh thanks," she whispered. 'My pleasure,' I thought. 

I lapped my tongue the full length & depth of her pussy before coming up under her hooded clit which received a firm wipe of my tongue as I slid my tongue out of her pussy before ducking down and starting the long lick again. 

Three of these long licks meant Annabel was thoroughly wet & responsive down there; just how I wanted her. 

I rocked back and stood up. 

"What?" she questioned. 

"There is plenty of time, so let us get comfortable," I replied as I walked around the bed and climbed on lying in the middle and ramming a pillow under my head. 

Annabel stood up and turned to face me; her erect nipples thrusting into the nylon covering them. 

"Please sit on my face," I requested. 

"Facing which way?" she asked. 

"Whichever way you would like," I offered. 

She climbed on to the bed and swung her leg over my prone body so her knees straddled my head and she faced towards my feet. One of her hands only took a few seconds to grip hold of my stiff cock and then she lowered down onto my tilt up mouth & face. 

Her pussy docked perfectly with my mouth as she bent forward to lower her mouth to dock & then swallow my hard, erect cock. 

We both moaned out load as we both felt each other's mouth's seal themselves on to our sexes. I just loved the way her lips cruised down the entire length of my swollen manhood in one no-stop journey, trailing her tongue behind on the sensitive underside of my cock; it was just exquisite. I sealed my wide open mouth over her pussy and sucked down on her mound. Annabel flinched in reply just before I inserted my tongue fully depth into her love tunnel. She tasted mighty fine. 

" 

OHHH, Yessss," she cooed. 

The inside of my bent arms rubbed the sides of her ass as I brought my hands up to grip her curved, stretched ass in both hands. The palm of my hands travelled over her entire ass thoroughly enjoying the feel & warmth of her skin. My old man swelled with pride & pleasure at being where I was - between Annabel's thighs with her sucking my manhood deep into her mouth & throat. 

I was in no rush; we had all morning to ourselves; so I just cruised my tongue up and down the inside of her pussy lips enjoying the taste of her nectar that was starting to flow from deep inside her pussy. I thoroughly enjoyed massaging the expanse of her ass, hips, and upper thighs with my hands, luxuriating in the smooth sexy texture of the nylon covering her body. 

At the same time Annabel was cruising her lips up and down the length of my swollen cock, dragging her tongue up & down my glands making my old man twitch & throb in open appreciation of her considerable skill. 

After about five minutes I was getting close to cumming under such exquisite teasing. Annabel must have sensed this and released me from her mouth to kiss down my cock until she reached my swollen, aching balls. Opening her mouth wide she took one of my balls into her warm, wet mouth and gentled licked it with her tongue; I've never felt anything like that before, she was so tender as she licked around my sac. I didn't want to risk her biting me so I kept my own tongue away from her clit; instead I switched to thrusting my tongue in and out of the depths of her love tunnel. Annabel responded by squeezing my penetrating tongue with her pussy. This bright funny young mother was a really skilled lover in or out of bed; her husband was a very fortunate young man to have Annabel for himself; except this week of course! 

Annabel alternated every couple of minutes from one testicle to the other; by now I had a degree of trust in the safety of my crown jewels that I could ease my tongue downwards onto her clit without the risk of being bitten. I gently eased my tongue onto her bud and just left it there, nice and still, but in light contact with the tip of her clit. 

After a minute or so Annabel realised there was no activity down there just a gentle ache in her clit for more stimulation; so she unconsciously started to rotate her hips in a very slow circle so that my rigid tongue brushed across her sensitive skin and stimulated her nerve endings; this in turn turned the juices back on and my tongue started to get wet as the nectar coated my tongue. In the end I had to move my tongue a little to swallow her sweet juices and that provided more satisfying stimulation to her clit. 

We must having been licking, kissing, and sucking each other for about 45 minutes, slowly turning up the heat for each other, teasing each other by introducing a new feeling to each other every now & again to ratchet up the pleasure one more notch at a time. I felt Annabel slide both hands under my ass to cup and squeeze my cheeks, making my old man swell just a little bit more in appreciation of the feelings of pleasure being transmitted through my body by my brain. I in turn eased my hands to the underside of her upturned ass so my thumbs could reach her pussy lips. 

Annabel jumped a little in surprise as my thumbs started to stretch her swollen pussy lips apart, stretching her pussy open and leaving her feeling vulnerable and exposed. My tongue relocated off her clit and lapped around the stretched skin of her pussy. 

Annabel groaned out loud "That is nice Daddy," in appreciation and encouragement for more. She in turn slid her finger to my ring and started to run her finger around the edge of the sensitive muscle. I didn't think my cock was capable of swell or throbbing more than it already was, but it did; my brain & body thoroughly enjoying the stimulation she was giving in return. 

I started to lap deeper and harder into Annabel's pussy; she in turn started to deep throat my while slipping her finger into my ass up to the first knuckle ... It was so fucking hard not to cum in her mouth there and then. If I had been 30 years younger than she would be choking on cum right now. But 30 years more experience and slightly dulled senses (from age) meant I could just about hang in there and prolong this wicked session of morning sex. 

We both knew we needed to cum, and we both knew what we were doing to each other. We were both taking pleasure in pleasuring each other and being pleasured at the same time. That might sound Irish but read it carefully to understand, we were in one zone together, a zone of mutual and sustained pleasure. 

I was thrusting my jaw forward and back to penetrate my tongue as deep as I could. 

Annabel timed each thrust into my ass with each drop of her mouth down the length of my swollen manhood. 

We weren't going to last much longer. 

Our hips were grinding into each other's faces in a building need and urgency for relief. 

Both of us ousing juices onto each other's tongues, and each swallowing them down. 

Now that Annabel had grown used to having her pussy spread open I gently eased my thumbs further apart, stretching her some more and now easing back the hood to leave her clit exposed. A few deep thrusts into her pussy lubricated my tongue some more before switching my tongue onto her clit. Annabel's hips humped in reaction to my tongue wiping across her bud. 

I then started to tongue lash her clit. Annabel's hips thrust & humped on the bed in reaction to this; she was getting close to cumming. 

Annabel applied her tongue to the sensitive under side of my cock and stated waggling her finger inside my ass. I nearly spurted there and then. But instead my hips started to hump themselves, face fucking Annabel as she continued to deep throat me. My sensitive tip rubbing the sides of her throat. 

This just couldn't last. Fortunately the bed was upto the abuse we were giving it as our bodies humped & thumped on it. But our nerves and bodies just couldn't take anymore stimulation. I've never had my ass played with & stimulated as Annabel was doing, and the magic of her mouth on my manhood was simply tremendous; I couldn't last a minute longer. 

Annabel seemed to sense this and she clamped her throat muscles on the tip of my cock at the exact same second she thrust her finger deeper into my ass. I just exploded. 

"AAARRRGGGHHH," I yelled into her pussy as my balls let loose and my cock pumped rope, after thick rope of spunk deep down her throat. My hips thrusting and fucking her mouth as hard as I could. 

My tongue stretched down to press hard on her clit, and well I had finished yelling through my orgasm I was able to suck down onto the spread walls of her pussy two minutes after my orgasm. 

As the orgasm exploded inside her pussy and ripped through the rest of her body, Annabel instinctively let my now softening cock out of her mouth so she could breathe in huge, deep breaths to fill her lungs as she implored "DDAADDDDYYYY". I answered her cries and need by roughing her now ultra sensitive clit with my drenched tongue. Annabel ground her hips hard down on my face, thrust my head back into the pillow and her entire weight thrust down. 

Annabel pushed upwards off my hips with her arms to stretch vertically upright to allow her to increase the air being sucked deep into her lungs. This resulted in her spread pussy sealing hard down flat on my face. I could just manage to breathe through my nose trapped between her spread ass cheeks as I thrust my tongue deep, and as far as I could into her pussy. She humped up and down, riding my stretched tongue like an invading cock. 

My arms shot upwards and outwards to prevent my wrist being broken by her hips slamming down onto my head. Instinctively they went up under her arm pits to act as shock absorbers to her pistoning body. 

"DADDY ... DADDY ... AH FUCK ... DADDY," she screamed through her orgasm. I was sure the whole resort could hear us, but I simply didn't care. 

Caring about what others thought was the last thing on my mind as I focused on keeping my tongue erect to penetrate her pussy as she rode it, and also hoping her ass slamming down onto my face wasn't going to break my neck. 

"FUCK ... FUCK ... FUCK... FUCK," She screamed throughout her orgasm. 

Annabel misjudged her alignment on her final slam down on my face and she dropped her clit down on the tip of my tongue. The pressure on her sensitive bud was just too much and the sensations just proved too much for her brain and her circuit breakers, her senses just tripped out causing Annabel to pass out above me. I supported her weight on my arms as I quickly struggled to slide out from underneath her. Somehow I managed to twist out of the way and semi support her weight as she keeled forward onto the bed. I quickly guided her down onto her side and ensured she was still breathing, her eyes fluttering open as she panted for air. I slid my arm under her head to support her and wrapped my arms around her still throbbing and trembling body. 

"Daddy," she whispered softly in the safety & security of my arms, "My God what have you done to me? Your mouth and tongue just destroys me," she stated simply. 

I took my arm from around her back and gently reached down to cup her pussy. Annabel eased her thighs apart slightly so I could reach to the underside of her pussy. I firmly cupped her pussy adding to the feelings she was experiencing in the afterglow of her orgasm as her body took stock and started to recover. 

Finally our breathing and heart rates returned to somewhere near normal and we were able to lean in towards each other and tenderly kiss. Annabel wrapped her arms around me, pressed her breasts against my chest and let me keep her pussy cupped in my hand as her juice trickled out over my protective fingers. 




Indecent Proposal Ch. 04



Chapter 4: What Happens in Vegas

I'm not sure why we agreed to celebrate our twenty-first birthday in Vegas. I guess we figured it was tradition, or at least that's what our friends told us. "It will be a boys weekend," Nathan had said. "You'll get to go to the clubs without using fake IDs," Adam piped in. "It's going to be epic!" Nathan insisted. They knew Jonah and I were not the clubbing types, and although we did have fake I.D.s, we have looked twenty-five for at least five years. We had gone to school with them since junior high. Both were on the football team, like us, but unlike us, they took advantage of every opportunity to party and fuck the entire student body in high school. I dated the head cheerleader for two years and Jonah dated her best friend. We were not monogamous by any means, we were just a bit more picky about who we hooked up with.

Adam drove. Nathan sat in the passenger seat playing DJ. Jonah and I sat in the back watching them argue about what songs were best for the Kane Twins Vegas Weekend Extravaganza, Adam had coined it. We always wondered if they would couple up, but Adam had found himself a girlfriend and Nathan was still deciding which gender he wanted to be with. They had turned twenty-one a few months ago, their birthdays a week apart, the irony that they threw a house party instead of going to Vegas was not lost on me. Nathan had decided he was going to play the field for two more years and then settle down. Adam's girlfriend was not real pleased with being excluded from the weekend festivities, but he promised to behave, and she promised to trust him. 

Nathan finally found the perfect playlist and turned up the volume. The bass vibrated through the speakers and Adam drummed on the steering wheel to the beat. Jonah and I exchanged a look that was our promise to enjoy the weekend, no matter what. We sang along to the music, back seat danced, and lost ourselves in the moment as dirt and desert flashed by outside.

Adam turned down the music as the lights of the city came into view. The drive to Vegas was the fun part. No one enjoyed the ride back. We gave a whoop and holler cheer as the silhouettes of the oversized hotels popped up over the horizon. We were staying at the Hard Rock Hotel. It had its own club scene, cool restaurants, a tattoo shop Adam was dying to get into and one hell of a suite for an affordable price. Jonah and I agreed to pay for the room, the boys had to find a way to pay for the food and drinks. We were pretty sure we were going to get the better end of that deal.

Our room was on one of the top floors, and despite being off the strip, the view of the lights and buildings did not make it feel any less like we were in the heart of sin city. We had a living room, with two couches and a big screen TV, and a full bedroom, with a king-sized bed. Jonah and I claimed it without much argument from Adam or Nathan. The bathroom was bigger than some people's apartments, with a separate shower and bathtub that looked like they fit seven people each. My thoughts turned to all the things I wanted to do to Jonah in there and I stamped them down quickly. 

"I'll just sleep in the tub," Nathan suggested, looking over my shoulder.

"Just because it is bigger than a house doesn't mean you get to bring more people into our room," I teased him. 

"Yes, dad," he bumped his shoulder into my back playfully.

Dinner was a must, and we found ourselves in a kitschy restaurant off the lobby of our hotel. Adam and Nathan were making plans for our weekend, mapping out which clubs we were going to hit and how many casinos we could play poker in. Jonah and I listened intently, letting their infectious excitement influence our moods. 

After dinner we decided to take a wander through the Hard Rock's casino, stopping to play a couple of the slot machines, losing money immediately. We sat down at a blackjack table and proudly handed over our real IDs when the dealer asked for them. Adam was up five hundred dollars within an hour, but Nathan, Jonah and I were down. We stepped back and watched Adam work for a bit before security asked us to move away from the table. Nathan directed us toward one of the several bars in the middle of the casino and we found an empty booth. 

I sat close to Jonah, letting my knee rest against his under the table. I wanted to touch him, feel his muscular thigh on my fingers, hold his hand, but I couldn't. And I didn't. Adam found us a short time later, announcing he had walked away with a grand. He was very proud of himself for not only winning, but for leaving the table while he was ahead. Nathan suggested we go to a club at one of the hotels on the strip, and although I wasn't thrilled, we followed him out of the bar and into the loud casino. When we stepped outside the revolving doors we were hit by extreme cold and driving rain. "Did anyone bring an umbrella?" Adam screamed over the noise of the rain hitting the roof of the awning we were standing under. We shook our heads and made our way back into the casino.

"Maybe we'll have better luck tomorrow," I suggested when we were back inside. "It's only Thursday, we have two more nights."

We split off into two groups. Adam and Nathan went back to the blackjack table, Jonah and I found a poker table to sit at. After an hour we cashed out and headed back to our room. As soon as we were in the door Jonah pulled me into a passionate kiss. "I have been waiting all day to do that," he breathed into me. I grabbed his hand and pulled him into the bedroom. I had no idea how long Adam and Nathan would be gone, but I was not going to let the opportunity of being alone slip by.

My heart beat faster as his soft hands trailed over my chest and stomach. We kissed with a need that drove me further into oblivion. Voices outside the suite door pulled me out of the moment, causing us both to step back from each other. We waited. Adam and Nathan had not returned. With a slight frown Jonah suggested we take things into the bathroom. Where there was a door we could lock. I tried hard not to let the idea of having to be behind a locked door take way my desire for him. As if it could.

Jonah ran the water in the shower and we undressed each other slowly, stopping to kiss as each piece of clothing hit the floor. We stepped under the flow of hot water and continued to kiss and touch and rub against each other. My fingers toyed with Jonah's hole, opening him up so he could take all of me. He moaned and pulled me closer to him as I slid my cock inside his ass and began to pump in and out slowly. I kissed his neck and held my arms around him, keeping him close. He braced himself against the wall as my thrusts pushed against him. I could feel his ass throb against my dick and he shot a load of cum onto the tiles of the shower floor. I was not far behind, filling him with hot cum as his mouth found mine.

We stood at the sink each with a towel wrapped around our waists. Looking in the mirror I tried to differentiate him from myself, trying hard to find a way to not feel guilty about how much sneaking around we were having to do just to continue this relationship. I used to be able to find our small characteristic differences. But right now I could not tell where he ended and I began. My thoughts were interrupted when I heard the door to the hotel suite close. I turned away from the mirror, opening the door to the bathroom part way, making it look like we were just in there at the same time.

"I gotta pee," Nathan's voice came through the crack in the door. I opened it all the way and headed toward the bedroom, with Jonah following behind me. I was throwing on a pair of pajama pants when Adam stepped in to the room.

"How much did you lose?" I asked him as he waited for Nathan to get out of the bathroom. 

"Thanks for the confidence," Adam teased. "We are both up."

"Nice," Jonah chimed in behind me. "At least we know we get to eat this weekend," he quipped.

Adam took off his shirt and threw it at Jonah. "Dick," he said in his favorite dude voice. 

With the lights out and Nathan and Adam safely out of the room, I slid closer to Jonah and pulled his arm over me. I wanted to fall asleep wrapped in his warmth.

We slept this way all night and into the early morning light. I heard either Adam or Nathan or both come through and use the bathroom at least once or twice. I wondered if they could see us, in this giant bed, using only one small section of it. Together. We woke up still in a strong embrace and I could feel him hard against me. As usual I wanted to play, and as usual I got out of bed and took care of myself in the bathroom instead.

"Why couldn't you have been born in March, or, June or something," Nathan whined as we stood in line for the buffet for breakfast. It was still raining and he was upset that they couldn't go out to the pool and sit in a lounge chair with a cocktail all day. 

"So sorry, we'll have a chat with our mother," Jonah responded before I could. 

After a hearty breakfast Adam begged us to go check out the tattoo shop at our hotel. He was itching to get inked in Vegas. We were happy to oblige, and for a brief moment I considered getting some ink myself. The shop was busy but not overbooked and Adam let out as close to a squeal as possible for a man-child of his size. 

Jonah and I were checking out the wall of optional tattoos. "Would you be upset if I got one?" I asked him. He looked at me, confused. "You think it would be a problem with any of our clients?" I amended my question but he had figured out I was actually asking his permission. He brushed his arm against mine to tell me he appreciated the gesture.

"We're probably the only escorts in all of Los Angeles that do not have tattoos," Jonah pointed out. "And no, I wouldn't be upset. But if you got one, I'd want one to match it."

My heart skipped a beat. I was unsure if I would ever get used to how I felt being around him now. I was in constant battle with my own emotions. I want to ravish him and reject him at the same time. "We'll wait, and find the perfect one then," I suggest.

Adam wants his sister's name tattooed on his left shoulder. She had died when we were in junior high of a rare form of cancer. They were very close and Adam would never get over the loss. He had been waiting to get his first tattoo and this was the perfect time, he had said. The experience was intense for all of us. The artist talked about his family and the losses he had been through after Adam had shared why he was getting a tribute to his sister. We sat with him, Nathan held his hand every so often when a tear would fall from Adam's cheek. Nathan had been close with Ashley too, they had all grown up together as neighbors.

The intensity of the experience weighed on us and put us in a somber mood so we headed back to the room to relax for a while before deciding what we were going to do about going out. Adam felt guilty for bringing down the fun, but we were honestly glad to be out of the chaos of the casino floor. We ordered room service for lunch and watched terrible television and laughed about the early days of our friendship. Adam fell asleep for a while and Nathan read about a nightclub right in our hotel that sounded promising. 

"If we're going to be out all night I am going to go nap," Jonah announced after the three of us had collectively decided the hotel's club 'Vanity' would suffice for a party spot.

"Probably a good idea," Nathan agreed before I could feel bad about wanting to go with my brother into the bedroom.

In the bedroom we laid on opposite sides of the bed, fearing that in broad daylight there was nothing that would shield us from being seen if we cuddled together, no matter how much we wanted to. Despite the thoughts weighing on my mind, I managed to fall asleep. When we woke up Adam was giddy with excitement that we had decided to go to the club instead of be bummers and sit in the casino bar another night, his exact words. 

The four of us looked like an ad for Abercrombie and Fitch by the time we left our room. We had primped and prodded and put on our sexiest club faces with our tightest jeans and best fitting shirts. Jonah and I both argued against this, but Adam and Nathan insisted we at least act like the sex monsters we actually were, for once. 

"I know you fuck people for a living, how about trying it for fun?" Nathan whispered into my ear as he put another handful of gel into my hair, spiking it up to the ceiling, much to my dismay. If he only knew.

November was not prime time in sin city so the club was only half empty. We got ourselves a private table just on the other side of the dance floor with our own server and a perfect view of the club patrons dancing wildly to the records being spun by a DJ in some high up box they couldn't really see.

Nathan pulled us onto the dance floor, grinding up against each of us, trying to get us to join in the fun. I looked at Jonah and shrugged. We let go of everything, and danced, for hours. Adam got the DJ to play us a song for our birthday and the club broke out in a chorus of Happy Birthday after the last beat hit the speakers. We closed the place down and as we headed toward the elevators back to our room I actually admitted, out loud, that it was fun.

Back in our room we all quietly made our way through various rituals to get ourselves into bed. None of us had gotten drunk, not overly anyway. We were all still able to function, and speak, and stand upright. But we were silly and goofy and playful as we fought for the bathroom sinks, despite the expansive space we had before us. Jonah and I climbed into bed and kept our distance until we were certain Adam and Nathan were in the other room, in bed, falling asleep. 

As soon as it was quiet enough, and dark enough, we moved closer together. He wrapped his arms around me and held me close to him. I contemplated turning over and making out with him, but the threat of being seen kept me from moving.

Saturday was much of the same, aside from the tattoo experience. We played in the casino, had lunch in our room, went back out for a while, then came back in for a nap. Dinner ended up being amazing, the steakhouse in our hotel was crazy good and we ate our fill of beef and potatoes and vegetables and cake, which Nathan had insisted was important because it was our birthday weekend. When I suggested that we skip the club and go back to our room to chill the guys were too full to argue, so back to our room we went. Adam found "The Hangover" playing on one of the few channels available on the television. We all decided it was probably a requirement that all hotels play the movie at least once a day, if not have its own channel to play it all day long.

Jonah was lounging against the arm of the couch and I decided I was done pretending I didn't want to be next to him. There was nothing wrong with us being close. I leaned on him so that my back was against his chest and after he held in a deep breath he relaxed and let his arm fall over my shoulder.

If Nathan and Adam were surprised by our mild public display of affection neither one of them said anything. We watched the movie in silence, laughing at the appropriate moments and promising to never get into any trouble like the wolf pack had. I fell asleep against Jonah just before the credits rolled.

I woke up to Nathan and Adam arguing.

"We're not going out without them," Adam insisted. 

"Why not, if they don't want to go out let them sleep," Nathan argued.

"You can go out if you want," I hear Jonah say behind me. I open my eyes and nod in agreement. 

"Go, have fun, we're good," I tell them.

"Truthfully I don't really want to go out," Adam tells Nathan directly. 

Nathan looks at him. "I need to get laid, if we're not going to go out, you're going to be the one that fucks me."

I thought for sure Adam would suddenly find the energy to go out. Instead, he shrugged at Nathan and said "Kay." I am not sure which of us was more surprised but Nathan wasted no time taking advantage of Adam's willingness to comply. They were kissing before Adam had any chance to change his mind.

"Should we leave them to it?" I suggest to Jonah, hoping we can take advantage of them being occupied to have our own fun, in the other room. 

"No, stay here," Nathan stops us from leaving. "Join us."

Neither of us moved and it made me happy that Jonah hesitated. We checked in with each other in one short look and decided it was better to go with it than to have to explain why we didn't. Yeah, we speak silently to each other often.

I sit on the couch in front of Nathan as Adam stands up behind him, rubbing the opening of his ass. I put my mouth over Nathan's dick and Jonah kisses him. He is getting the full treatment. Nathan announces he is coming and I am unsure what to do. The only person I have ever let cum in my mouth is Jonah. I let that guide me, wrapping my fingers around Nathan's dick and jerking him off to until he finishes, cum falling on to the carpeted floor. He moans into Jonah's mouth, and I notice he has his hands wrapped around my brother's cock. I see that Jonah is almost at his orgasm point, I know the look well, and I forget to hold back. Without thinking I move in front of him and open my mouth waiting to let his cum slide down my throat. Nathan does not stop working Jonah's dick with his fingers and I feel the heat of his cum on my tongue. Nathan lets go and I wrap my lips around the head of Jonah's dick making sure I get all of it.

I look from Jonah to Nathan to Adam. Jonah's face is strained, trying not to panic. Nathan and Adam are not phased. Maybe slightly surprised but not a worry or care shows on their faces. I stand up and Nathan kisses me. "That was hot," he whispers as Adam announces he is coming.

"Did we just get a glimpse at what you guys do for your clients?" Nathan asks as we're all trying to catch our breath. 

I want to get it out there. I want to tell them everything. And by the look on his face I can tell Jonah does too. So I sit down and I lay it all out for them. I tell them that we spent two and a half years not so much as putting a hand on each other whether we were in a session or not. I tell them about the client who changed that. I tell them that we liked it. I tell them that we will continue to do it if it is what the client wants. 

"It's like, just a work thing then?" Adam asks after I've stopped talking.

Again I turn to Jonah. "No," he answers the question. "It's a lot more than that." 

I cannot tell what either of them is thinking. I feel a weight lifted, but I also feel tense. Are we about to lose the only friends we have? Are they going to tell people? There is a long silence and I feel claustrophobic despite the enormity of the room. I want to scream at them to talk to us, and I want to cry. 

"You can never tell anyone," Adam says, finally.

"No," I say sadly.

"Then why do it?" Nathan asks.

"We're in love," Jonah tells them.

They both understand. Or at least they both let that answer be good enough. Jonah and I head to the bedroom and climb onto our bed. I still feel like I am going to break down in tears. I lay my head against his chest. He puts his arm around me which helps soothe me. 

"Hey," I hear Jonah say and I feel someone sit on the bed. 

"Hey," It is both of them. "I just want you both to know that I'm cool with everything," Nathan starts and I turn to face them. "I'll always be here for you. I love you both." He kisses us each on the forehead and smiles. 

Adam smiles too, "what he said," he nods to Nathan. I feel relief, instantly. 

The ride home is even more somber than a usual Sunday trip back from a weekend in Vegas. Although we are sure Nathan and Adam are being truthful that they are okay with our new relationship, there are still unsaid words. In all our time as friends we have never had any sexual contact, until the night before. And Adam is feeling guilty about lying to his girlfriend. Adam drops us off at our condo complex and we feel older than our twenty one years.



Indecent Proposal Ch. 04



Slowly over the next few minutes the passion returned to our kissing and I increased the pressure on my middle finger so it eased apart her pussy lips very gently. Her lips were now swollen & thick with the blood her body had pumped into them, but her skin was still slick with her juices. Annabel sucked hard onto my tongue as my finger eased into her. She parted rolled her upper body onto my chest to increase the pressure on her breasts & nipples pressed into my chest. I hadn't touched her breast yet this morning and they were left feeling highly sensitive & neglected by her recent orgasm. 

As we continued to kiss Annabel lightly started to grind her hips in a circular motion on my finger enjoying the gentle feeling of still being penetrated. She also started to rub herself across my chest to ease the ache & need in her nipples. Through all of this gentle caressing and snogging my old man was grateful to be resting and left alone as he was very sensitive & tender after being eaten so thoroughly. 

We kissed and caressed gently for about 15 minutes until my old man started to stir against Annabel's thigh. She reached between us to gently cup my balls and occasionally give them a gentle squeeze which caused my old man to harden a little bit more each time. 

Annabel broke our kiss and rolled back off my chest onto the bed, but still continued to stroke my balls, "Please suck my breasts," she requested slightly breathlessly. 

Being the gentleman I obliged as I lowered my lips to the twin bulges in her body stocking. 

"Oh yes!" she cooed as I sealed my mouth over a mouthful of firm flesh. 

"Please suck my nipples," she slightly pleaded. 

Ever the gentleman I did, willingly. 

Her hand transferred to my now hard cock and gently stroked my old man to full hardness in appreciation of the pleasure I was bringing her. 

Her hips started to thrust on my penetrating finger so I knew her pussy wasn't going to be too sensitive now to some extra stimulation. I curled my finger inside her pussy to locate and tease her G-spot which in turn caused my hand to press against her clit. I was gentle with her pussy as my lips suckled each nipple in turn. 

Annabel's hands guided my head between each breast as she required. Her hips started to hump a little harder signalling she wanted more stimulation downstairs. 

Her hand increased speed and tightened her grip a little to really stroke my cock. This just made me suck harder on her breasts, which in turn made her hump my finger harder. This mutual circle of stimulation was bringing both of us to the boil. 

"Please ease off on my old man as I want to save some for you later," I asked. 

Annabel obliged and started to play with my ass. 

My lips tightened on her erect nipples and gently tugged on her breast and the body stocking; my eyes feasting hungrily on her body. 

"PPllleaseeee," she begged. 

I started to frig her pussy a light harder, and a little deeper. 

Annabel thrust my head down hard on her chest. 

"Please finish me," she begged, "I need to cum." 

I eased my hand back out of her pussy resulting in Annabel gripping my wrist to prevent it leaving. But I reassured her by extending my forefinger as well and by inserting two fingers into her slick pussy. 

"Oh yes," she praised. 

I now started to frig her pussy ensuring my hand rubbed over her clit. 

"Oh fuck," she cried out in appreciation. 

Annabel placed her free hand on the breast that I wasn't sucking on and she started to roughly maul it in her need for release. 

'She likes a bit of rough,' my mind realised, as Annabel started to tug on her nipple through the body stocking. 

So a bit of rough was what I was going to give her as I carefully brought my teeth against her nipple that I was sucking on. 

"Oh yeah Daddy," she encouraged. 

Not that I needed the encouragement; but I was reassured that she was up for it as I started to thrust both fingers deep inside, pressing hard on her clit each time. 

"Give it to me Daddy!" she demanded. 

I tugged backwards on her nipple inflicting a little pan into the equation. At the same time I twisted my arm under her head so my fingers reached across her shoulders, and then I dragged my nails lightly across her skin. To cap it off I eased my fingers apart inside her pussy to really stretch her wide as they started to pull out at the end of each thrust. 

"Oh Fuck YES!" she cried out. 

I continued to rake her shoulders and plunder her pussy. 

"That's it Daddy, fuck your little girl with your fingers," she squealed. 

Fuck, I was surprised and shocked by that outburst. The girl had got dirty now. But I was surprised by how much it turned me on and how much my cock was now throbbing. 

My spread fingers were tugging at her opening on the reverse pull; and then I arched out my thumb so it rubbed hard across her clit on the forward thrust. 

"YES DADDY ... YES DADDY ... FINISH ME OFF," she demanded. 

I pressed my face down hard on her breast and sucked as hard & as much of her breast into my mouth as I could. I curved my fingers deep inside her to come onto her G-spot. My handed against both her G-spot and her pussy, and then I was still after pressing the detonate button. 

Annabel thrust her ass clear up off the bed with her legs as her pussy climaxed against me clenched hand and I then started to rake my tongue across her trapped breast. Her shouldered slammed down into the bed the moment her ass went into the air, thus trapping my fingers and pushing the nails into her tender skin. 

"FFFUUUUCCCKKK ... DDAAADDDYYY," she screamed as every nerve ending in her body lit up screaming 'Flight, Escape' as her body wanted to go into self-defence mode against my attack on her body and her senses. But she couldn't escape my fingers, sucking mouth, and sharp nails; and also Annabel didn't want to. She just rode the crest of her terrific orgasm that flooded my fingers with her juices. Her hips humped & slammed against my invading fingers, and her hands tugged my head hard against her breast. 

Her pussy clenched hard trying to crush my fingers; the power of her pussy was truly amazing; it felt like a strong man's gripping shaking my hand 

"AAAHHHH ... YYEESS," she groaned as she tipped off the crest and started to descend the back of her orgasm. 

I released her breast to slide up and kiss her. 

Annabel sucked hard on my mouth, not all of her passion fully spent yet. We kissed, hard, but in short bursts as she needed to breathe to replace the oxygen expended in the energy of her orgasm. 

A few minutes later she had calmed down and was wrapped tightly in my arms whispering "Thank you Daddy." 

And two minutes later she was asleep in my arms still a vision of beauty wrapped in a black body stocking despite her sweat soaked hair matted to her face and shoulders. 

And for a few more days she was still all mine! 

To be continued...



Indecent Proposal Ch. 05



We slept for a couple of hours after our passionate bout of morning lovemaking and sex; a very pleasurable way to spend our holiday so far. Fortunately Annabel trotted off into the bathroom still resplendent in the body stocking before she closed the door for a shower. So the last image to burn itself into my mind for cheerful future memories was Annabel's full, curved ass strutting its stuff atop her lovely legs & shapely calves. I had a hard on by the time the bathroom door shut and a couple of swift strokes in my hand wasn't enough when I had a stunningly beautiful woman all to myself on the other side of the wall.

I got up and walked naked into the bathroom, my hard on leading me every step of the way. Annabel was washing her hair under the forceful hot water and she didn't hear me enter the shower until my arms folded around her stomach and my hard on parked itself in the crack of her arse like a bicycle wheel into a bike stand.

"Oh," she exclaimed in surprise feeling my body again so unexpectedly in the shower.

The hot water felt as good as her body as it splashed over me as I reached for the tube of shower wash hanging under the shower head. I squeezed some onto each hand and then brought my hands straight back to cup Annabel's breasts and lather her curves in soapy suds. I took my time and used about half of the shower wash to very slowly & thoroughly soap down every inch of her body. Annabel made it very easy by stretching her arms up to grip the shower head and spread her feet wide apart. With her in this position I can understand why cops enjoy frisking a suspect of the opposite sex. We both luxuriated under the constant stream of steaming hot water which rejuvenated our sexed out bodies. Eventually I knelt down behind her to soap those amazing pear shaped hips & ass; the feel of her firm flesh made me stay rock hard and in some discomfort crouched down in the shower with a raging hard on. Finally I left her ass alone and reached under her to lather her mound which garnered a long sigh from Annabel and her knees buckled a little as my soapy middle finger slipped between her lips and brushed over her clit.

That feels ssssooo gggooooddd," she cooed.

Now a short, relaxing, cleansing shower might turn into another sex session as Annabel started to rock her hips forward & back to make my invading finger rub the full length of her slit & finish the length of its stroke rubbing across her now erect clit. After the end of the back stroke I bent my forefinger upwards and slid into her hot tunnel. My soapy digit was enveloped by her tight flesh as her muscles clamped down hard on my finger. My middle finger stayed stretched out flat as it skied between her lips & then rubbed hard against her clit.

I saw Annabel take both of her hands up to cup her breasts.

'Game on!' my brain said to my old man in respond, 'all out for an orgasm now.'

I backed this thought up by further action by running my middle finger across the soapy top of her inside thigh to lather my finger before easing backwards to run it down between her ass cheeks from her waist downwards.

"Ohhh!" escaped her lips as she felt my finger enter the valley of her ass; and then she clamped her cheeks tight together trying to capture my travelling digit. It was too soapy and too destination focused to become trapped. Soon my wrist was pulling my middle finger to the underside of her ass and brushing up against her tightened ring.

The forefinger of my other hand provided the distraction as it rubbed hard & pressed inwards on the nub of her clit, eliciting a "OH GOD, YES!" from Annabel's mouth as I pushed forward and firmly, but gently inserted my digit into her ass.

I curled my middle finger backwards inside her pussy until both fingers rubbed against the thin membrane between her ass & her now sodden.

"OHH FUCK, YYEESS," she exclaimed as she started to flex her knees so that her pussy & ass humped up and down on my invading digits. I could just see her elbows moving at her sides as she played hard with her tits & nipples.

Her breathing was hard and loud over the sound of the hot shower. Her humping was hard as she pushed to drive the length of both fingers full depth into her. I willing obliged and thrust both full depth to meet her downward stroke which also rubbed my forefinger across her clit. As she started her upwards hump my fingers started to retract and my forefinger curled a little to rub just a little harder across her excited & now swollen clit.

"Finish me Daddy," she begged, "right now, right here!"

I willing obliged as I rubbed that little membrane hard from both sides and rubbed her clit so firmly it must have been almost raw.

Annabel thrust hard with her fine legs so that she was almost bouncing, travelling the full length of my fingers.

"Fuck me hard Daddy! Fuck me with you powerful fingers," she demanded.

Ever the gentleman, I did

"FFUUCCKKKK ... YYEESS," she screamed and then her pussy & ass muscles tried to break both of my invading fingers as she slammed down for a final time as her orgasm flooded my finger with pussy juice.

"OHHH FUUCCKKKK," she cried out in despair as every nerve ending in her body demanded relief. She tugged hard on her nipples and gasped out loud for breath.

I don't think I've ever met a woman that could have such hard, thundering orgasms that just destroyed her body from her pussy outwards. I was wincing in severe pain as her insides tried to break & crush my fingers.

Her ass slammed back into my face as she bounced around on the end of my fingers like some demented glove puppet.

I kept on rogering her ass with my finger, feeling her cheeks and ring clamp hard to stop the invasion. In addition to this I started to gently drum my other finger onto her clit. These two forms of stimulation just kept her cumming and wailing "FUCCCKKK YEESSS ... DADDY PPLLEEAASSEEEE."

I was so close to cumming myself crouched below her heaving figure. I so wanted to stand up and hold her, to hug her, to cuddle her through the rest of her orgasm that seemed to show no sign of ending as it consumed her body and her energy,

Finally Annabel seemed to run out of energy and slump forward against the shower wall; so I gently eased my fingers out of her and stood up. After washing my hands in the hot water I took her in my arms and slowly turned her around, gently tilted her chin upwards and lightly kissed her while allowing her to breathe deeply as she recovered. Her hard nipples heaved against my chest under the torrent of hot water now playing on her back.

We kissed & cuddled for several minutes, my rock solid cock trapped between us, aching for relief.

Finally Annabel took notice of my old man throbbing between us and she broke our embrace to turn around and squirt plenty of shower wash over her hands. She looked up and smiled her lovely warm smile as she reached down between us to envelop my cock in her two liquid covered hands. The gel felt so good and cooling as it enveloped my hot throbbing shaft.

Fuck, I so wanted to cum, but Annabel understood this and treated my cock carefully and tenderly to prevent that happening too soon. One gel coated hand slipped down and cupped my hot, cum filled balls.

"Oh God yes," I whispered quietly in open, honest appreciation.

Annabel smiled sweetly and then slide down in the shower to her knees. She slid my foreskin backwards and gently soaped the thick, throbbing head of my cock.

I willed her to take me in her mouth.

She gently allowed the water to flow onto my cock as she gently washed the soap off my hard upstanding length. Once she was satisfied it was clean I saw her ease forward, her lips opening as she came within an inch of the bloated & throbbing head. I looked down willing her on, hoping she wasn't going to tease me.

Her lips enveloped the tip.

"Fuck me that is so beautiful," I groan out loud appreciatively.

I didn't know whether to close my eyes and appreciate every sensation following through me or stand and watch, searing the visual experience deep into my memory for eternity. Eternity won as I slipped my hands onto her head to steady myself and to feel this beautiful woman she continued to take me deep into her mouth. Her warm lips & tongue slid along my cock and I felt one of her hands grip my ass whilst the other continued to cup my balls. The feel of her mouth slide slowly up and down my cock made me swell to the utmost extent. I almost felt a little dizzy as my brain instructed my heart to pump as much blood as possible to my cock.

"Jeez, Annabel I am not going to be able to last very long," as she impaled me fully in her mouth again.

She looked up & smiled as she sucked on the tip of my cock.

I groaned in appreciation, I so wanted this to continue longer; but I knew it won't.

She was still smiling up at me as she gently squeezed my balls and pushed her finger into my ass up to the second knuckle.

My eyes went wide, my mouth dropped open, and my balls just exploded as if she had pressed the plunger on a detonator.

"FFUUCCKKKK," I yelled, my balls & ass heaving as I pumped unknown quantities of spunk into her mouth. I just couldn't understand where it was all cumming from. Even on my best wank thinking of Annabel in the years leading up to this trip I had never cum so hard and long thinking about her. But I realised when you have the lady of your dreams sucking on your manhood, cupping your balls, and fingering your ass; then this explosion is going to be a one-off special.

I ran my fingers through her long wet hair in loving appreciation as I felt her continue to roger my ass, pumping every last drop out of my balls; and her mouth helping to suck the final remnants out of the tip of my very sensitive cock. I felt Annabel give my balls one last gentle squeeze to ensure they were fully empty before she stopped rogering my ass. She left her finger one knuckle deep in my ass as her lips started to slowly lick my sensitive twitching cock clean.

"You are an amazing ... very beautiful ... lady," I openly praised & panted.

When she was satisfied my cock was clean & finished she slid her finger from my ass and stood up.

We kissed lightly at first as we hugged & cuddled under the water; but then it became more passionate as we held each other very tightly, not wanting the shower to end.

But now we were both starving for food and Anabel spent a few minutes soaping me all over before washing me down and turning off the shower. We must have been in there half an hour and used half of the resorts water; but neither of us regretted that as we wrapped ourselves in thick terry robes and stepped out onto the deck to dry off in the mid-day sun. We were sated and comfortable; we couldn't be bothered to dress and go across to the bar for a drink and lunch, so I ordered lunch & drinks to be delivered to us.

A nice bottle of white wine, raw fish, sandwiches, and a large fruit platter replenished our energy after a full on morning of love making mixed with raw lust & sex; and set us up for a lazy afternoon in the sun.

Our deck was sheltered from view so after the waiter had left we stripped off the robes as we were getting too warm and we casually covered each other in sunscreen without sexually molesting each other, and being carefully around each other's tender bits. We spent the afternoon listening to relaxing music, reading and slowly finishing off the wine & fruit. Mid-afternoon we went skinny dipping off the deck, not really giving a shit whether anyone saw us or not. We were very comfortable with each other and enjoyed ourselves. I loved the sight of Annabel floating on her back with her breasts poking up out of the sea like two small pacific atolls. We swam around each other at times having a secret caress under the water; thoroughly enjoying the total freedom of being wholly naked & alone.

Early evening saw us both in the bar enjoying several cocktails before dinner. We certainly demolished dinner after a healthy dose of sex and swimming today; plus we sat working our way through the second bottle of beautiful New Zealand Sav Blanc from Matua Valley Wines.

We were well mellowed out as we finished dinner and listened to the local house band fire up with gentle local music. After dinner we moved to some comfy chairs to enjoy the music and just enjoyed the warmth of the pacific evening, each other's company, and the music. The band was joined by two local ladies who danced in native costume in front of the band. They were very good and quite hypnotic in their smooth lithe, easy going movements.

Annabel suddenly jumped up, grabbed my hand and proclaimed "Dance with me."

I am not a dancer by any stretch of the imagination. The only dance moves I have are trying not to step on my dance partner's feet. Dancing with Annabel this simple task was made harder as when I watched where her feet were placed I could see the magnificent shape of her calves even more defined due to the high heels she was wearing.

After a short time there were peals of laughter from the two ladies as they laughed at my attempts not to crush Annabel's feet. They came over and broke us up and inserted themselves between us to form a circle of four.

Over the next ninety minutes or so we didn't seem to stop dancing and it got very cosy in various combinations with an increasing amount of bump and grind initiated by both of them against both of us. I had hands gripping my ass and trim asses backed hard into my crotch and I thoroughly enjoyed the attention. I could see Annabel receiving the same close attention and she looked a little shocked at first; but her usual bright demeanour came to the fore and the room was filled with her uplifting laughter as the four of us danced. The two ladies ground themselves hard into Annabel from the front and from the back with hand caressing her whole body at different times. Hands lightly brushed across her breasts and ass; and she seemed not to notice it or wasn't bothered by it. Seeing this in addition to be groped myself started to give me an erection.

As we danced I learnt their names as Asoese and Emere and they both lived locally, dancing regularly with the band, Emere told me in very good English as she danced in front of me. I nearly coughed when she ran her hand firmly over the front of my trousers feeling my growing hardness through the material. Her eyes smiled into mine as she stepped closer and firmly gripped my old man, feeling him quickly harden in her hand.

"Nice," she simply stated; I didn't know if it was a question or a statement of appreciation.

"Very," I smiled back.

Next time she danced past Asoese there was a short conversation in Fijian and plenty of smiles.

I ordered four fruit cocktails to keep us refreshed as we danced the night away.

Late into the night the band played a couple of slow numbers and I started to ease myself towards Annabel for a smoocher to finish our night; but both Emere & Asoese stepped between us and took each of us in their arms to dance. Annabel certainly looked surprised as Asoese took the lead and slid a hand down on Annabel's ass as they danced. Asoese even leaned in to kiss Annabel on the lips. I was rock hard in open admiration of this girly action right in front of me. Emere seemed to anticipate this and slid her hand down to stroke my throbbing, full on erection through my trousers. Asoese took Annabel's hand in her own and guided Annabel's hand onto Asoese's full breast through her costume, where she guided Annabel's hand to massage the firm flesh.

A few minutes later the intimate dance finished as the band finished for the night and both Emere & Asoese said goodbye to both of us with very erotic deep throated kisses. Annabel & I walked back to our chalet, a little in shock.

"That was interesting," Annabel simply stated.

"Yeah ... Enjoyable too," I replied.

Anabel brushed her hand over my crotch, feeling my hard on. "You're excited."

"Yeah," I paused and looked straight into her eyes, "Are you turned on as well?"

Her hand rubbed firmly over my erection, "I will need something to enable me to sleep tonight."

Our pace increased as we completed the short distance back to my chalet. Anabel opened the door and headed straight for the bedroom, I nearly struggled to keep up.

As I entered the bedroom I saw her kneeling on the corner of the bed leaning down onto her elbows with her cute ass thrust up high into the air. She looked over her shoulder, smiled that sweet endearing smile of hers and said "Finish me off Daddy."

A gentleman just can't refuse a ladies request.

I stepped up behind and lifted her cotton dress up on her hips, revealing her magnificent ass to my appreciative gaze. My hands gently but firmly tugged down her bikini bottom panties as I couldn't be bothered pulling on the bows each side to remove them.

Annabel eased her knees apart giving me room to reach between her thighs and ease two fingers between her pussy lips. Strewth, she was wet. Not damp, but wet; she was certainly turned on from her dancing with Asoese.

With my free hand I started undoing my belt & trousers as I slipped off my shoes. My trousers dropped to the floor and I flicked them to one side with my foot.

"That feels good Daddy, but I need you deep inside of me ... and don't be tender or gentle."

I eased my fingers out of her and reversed my hands to lightly grip her ass cheeks with my thumbs reaching under to her pussy lips.

Annabel understood what I was going to do and she arched her back downwards and thrust her ass high & proud.

My cock was like a heat-seeking missile aimed straight for her red hot wet pussy. I slide my hands outwards spreading the cheeks of her ass and opening her pussy wide open.

"Yes Daddy," she chimed up seconds before my missile made brief contact with her mound before nudging upwards slightly to burrow deep into the hot wet depths of her pussy. My cock was swollen with lust & blood as I now had Annabel in a position I had dreamed of so many times before over the years. In one smooth thrust I went balls deep into her full depth until my balls slammed forward into her mound and clit.

"OH YES DADDY, she exclaimed.

She was hot, tight, and dripping wet; and she was all mine as I slid back until the tip rested just touching her lips.

"Don't tease me Daddy," she instructed, "I need you now ... So fuck me hard and deep."

All of those things I could do; and they would be hard and deep.

My fingers slid off her ass onto her hips; my fingers gripped her flesh and I slammed my hips forward, hard & fast so we could hear the loud slap of my flesh into hers.

"That is exactly how I want it Daddy ... Now fuck your little girl hard ... Just as you've always dreamed of doing ... Just take me Daddy," she coolly instructed.

Blood was found from somewhere and my cock swelled to bursting point at hearing these instructions.

"Here Baby!" I growled as I slammed back into her, "Feel Daddy's meat fill you."

"Fuck me ... Possess me," she demanded.

I shoved her sun top up around her neck and reached under to cup her breasts. My hands covered her mounds of flesh and I let her erect nipples protrude between my fingers.

"Squeeze my tits Daddy."

I obliged squeezing my fingers tight together hearing a sharp intake of breath from Annabel in discomfort. My next thrust was deep and hard which might have taken her mind of her nipples. Now that I had got into a steady rhythm with fucking her, Annabel started to thrust her ass back as I plunged into her. My balls now slammed into rather slapped onto her mound. We were rutting like two animals in heat. This wasn't lovemaking in any shape or form; it was pure, hard, raw sex; and we were both thoroughly enjoying it.

I had dreamed of fucking her doggie style for years and now it was real ... and I was determined to enjoy it to the max.




Indecent Proposal Ch. 05



Chapter 5: Not So Happy Holidays

Family gatherings, especially during the holidays, have never been my favorite thing. Since Jonah and I have been escorting we have had a volatile relationship with extended family, our aunt and uncle, our grandparents. They have all assumed we do everything from porn to selling drugs for a living. We let them think what they want. 

This year's Thanksgiving dinner has me tied in knots. I am not prepared to answer the million questions about what I am doing for work and I am not in the mood to be asked why I have not found a nice young lady to settle down with. My sexuality is a thing of mystery to them. I have been known to answer the question with snarky remarks like "he doesn't exist" or, "I am still undecided on which gender I prefer having sex with," hoping that will shut them down. But every year they try again.

We are at our parents house. I am in the kitchen with mom, helping her finish cooking the last few dishes and get them ready to be put on the table. I feel bad that I have left Jonah in the middle of the fray of family, but he is better at handling them than I will ever be. I am hoping mom has gotten over her curiosity about our business dealings though. There is no telling how many dishes I will break today.

Dinner is served and for the time being everyone is lost in the tastiness of the meal. Mom is an amazing cook. We are sitting around the large wood dining room table getting eating turkey with all the fixings and no one is really talking much. But by the time we have had our fill the chit chat begins and I am on edge. The questions begin. "How's work? What is it you do again? Have you met any nice girls yet?" Jonah answers each one himself. Good. Shrug. No. 

"And you, Jake?" my grandmother turns her attention to me. 

I take a deep breath. I am going to do it. I am going to answer honestly. I look at Jonah and give him a smile that I hope he understands. "Work is good, we're making good money, lots of clients. Escorting is a lucrative business. I'm not really looking to settle down just yet." I lie about that one thing. I'm frustrated with the questioning, but I am not stupid. 

"So you are in porn," my aunt says after a brief silence has come over the room. 

"We are escorts," Jonah answers her, I know this isn't a good enough explanation.

"So you're prostitutes?" my uncle chimes in. "You know about this?" he turns his attention to our parents who just nod.

"No wonder you haven't found anyone to settle down with," grandmother, still concerned with our love lives.

I want to scream at her. Tell her that she will never get the grandkids she's hoping for, not from us anyway. I know Rich is not going to be any help to us in the conversation so I don't even deflect to him. I just seethe in my seat for a few minutes and then I bolt out of the room. 

Jonah finds me in our childhood bedroom. I am sitting on top of the small desk under a window that looks into the backyard where we played a lot of football and got a lot of bruises. He approaches and looks past me out the window. "Sorry, I just couldn't sit there anymore," I tell him. 

"They're yelling at mom and dad now," Jonah says.

I feel guilty. "Damn, I'll go rescue them," I move to stand up but Jonah stops me. He wraps his arms around me and holds me there.

"They are going to ask more questions," Jonah says as he lets go of me.

"We do what we've always done, we say as little as possible, and if they ask us about having sex with each other we lie," I answer him.

"Agreed," he holds out his hand to pull me off the desk. As I am moving to stand up Rich comes into the room. His face is red and his eyes are dark.

"How long," he says trying to hold down his voice.

Jonah and I look at him with confusion. He's known about our work, so that's not what he's asking about. What is he asking about?

"How long have you been," he pauses, "having sex with each other?"

I feel like I have been hit in the gut. All the wind has been knocked out of me and I can't speak. "Two weeks," Jonah answers him.

Rich is running his fingers through his hair and pacing the room. He cannot look at either one of us. "Is it just a work thing?"

We don't answer. I know the smart thing to do is say yes. It is only for work and only for our clients. But I don't have the energy. 

"You know that is illegal right?" Rich says. "Jesus. Don't ever tell mom and dad. Dad will have you thrown in jail and mom will be heartbroken," he adds. "Why?"

I am still speechless. Jonah looks at him, directly, and answers "Love."

Rich laughs. "Of course you love each other, you're brothers. But what you're doing, is just wrong."

Neither Jonah nor I say anything else. Rich looks at both of us. "You are going to go out there and you are going to say goodnight and leave. Go home and think about what you're doing. You can never be a real couple. Ever. You will never have children, you will never get married. You will never be able to talk about your relationship with anyone. And if the wrong people find out, you will go to jail."

"What are you going to do?" I find my voice.

"I am going to pretend like I don't know a damn thing," he says and turns his back on us.

Jonah and I wait a couple minutes before heading out of the room. "I'm not feeling well and you're going to drive me home and make sure I am okay," I tell him as we're walking down the hallway. 

He stops me before we get into the living room. "No, we are going to excuse ourselves and leave. We don't need any reasons why. And if they ask for one, we tell them we're tired of being put on the spot and we're sorry our lives do not live up to their expectations."

I am surprised by his words. Jonah is the level headed one. I nod at him and smile with admiration. This is why I love him. My heart constricts as I think it.

No one makes any effort to stop us from leaving. Not even mom. 

We have not said anything all the way home. When we step inside our condo Jonah turns to me and pulls me into an embrace. I wrap my arms around him and I feel safe. I let go of him and take his hand, pulling him into my bedroom. We are barely in the door when I drop to my knees. I don't even wait until we're at the bed before I am unzipping his jeans and pulling his dick out of his briefs, eager to feel him inside my mouth. He moans in appreciation, putting a hand on my head to guide me further into him. I run my lips and tongue over his cock, making it hard, wet, throb. He announces he is coming and I cannot wait to taste it. His cum slides down my throat and I lick his cock, making sure I get it all. He leans down and kisses me deep. 

I stand up and Jonah picks me up and carries me to the bed. He lays me down softly and climbs over me. His eyes still have the want and need they have had since this began. I will never stop wanting to give him anything and everything he asks. 

Jonah has unbuttoned and unzipped my pants, pulled them over my legs and off of my ankles. His fingers slide under the waistband of my briefs and my skin shudders at his touch. He adds my briefs to the pile of discarded clothing and turns me over. I feel him spread my ass cheeks with his hands and then I feel his tongue wet against my hole. I convulse under him and moan loudly. He continues to run his tongue over the opening of my ass and I am lost in ecstasy. When he stops I am about to protest but then I feel his dick slide into me and I am back to oblivion. He slowly pushes into me and I feel every bit of him. When he hits my prostate I push back against him and moan again. He continues his motions and I call out his name as I explode. My dick shoots cum all over the bedspread. He is close behind me, filling me with more cum and collapsing against my back.

"I will always want this," Jonah whispers in my ear as we cuddle together, sticky with cum and sweat.

"Me too," I answer and fall asleep.

A week later I am on the phone with mom attempting to apologize for being so candid during our Thanksgiving dinner. I know that in order to keep the family from being in turmoil Jonah and I will have to make an appearance at our grandparent's house on Christmas day. "I promise I will not mention our work again," I tell her. 

"I don't think anyone is going to ask about it ever again," she says. 

"That was my plan," I say, honestly.

"Is everything else okay?" she asks.

"Yes, everything is fine mom," I am not lying, this time. Despite Rich's speech Jonah and I have not made any effort to stop our relationship. We know the deal. We don't care. "We'll see you at dinner tomorrow night," I say as a goodbye.

Despite the holidays mom and dad insist on having our weekly family dinners, just the five of us. We have not spoken to Rich since Thanksgiving, so our decision to attend the dinner is even more nerve-wracking than ever. The meal is quiet. The room is tense. I feel bad for being the reason for both. I get up to clear my plate and Jonah follows me. When we walk back into the dining room I hear Rich say "they're sleeping together," loudly. Jonah bumps into me when I stop short.

"Is that true?" dad asks.

There is no reason to lie now. Mom has suspected, Rich has had it confirmed, and now it has been said out loud for everyone to hear. "Yes," I say quietly. 

"What the fuck is wrong with you two?" dad yells in our direction. "Did you know about this?" he asks mom. She shakes her head no.

"There is nothing wrong with us," Jonah answers him. I'm pretty sure that was a rhetorical question but Jonah's voice is strong in his belief of those words. The three of them, mom, dad, and Rich, are staring at us. I don't know what they're thinking. I assume it's all kinds of disgust and disappointment. 

"How long has this been going on?" mom asks.

"A few weeks," I answer. 

Jonah takes a deep breath behind me. "We will not discuss this any further after tonight, so get your questions out now," he says. 

"How did it, start?" mom asks meekly.

"Our contract has had a no touching clause since we made the decision to work together. We have not so much as put a hand on each other in two and a half years. A couple weeks ago we got an offer. A very lucrative offer. And we agreed to remove the no-touching clause, just for this client, and just for the one night," Jonah answers.

"But the experience opened something up in us that we had been missing," I continue for him. "And we removed the clause permanently."

"So it's just a work thing then?" dad asks.

"No," Jonah and I answer together.

"They're in love," Rich says sarcastically, rolling his eyes at us.

Mom sucks in a breath and dad is shaking his head. "You should probably go," he says in our direction.

"John," mom pleads at him. 

"Jackie," dad says back at her, and I can tell he is trying to hold his temper. He turns back to us. "You need help. Professional help. When the holidays are over you are going to see a therapist. You will come to Christmas lunch with the family and you will not say anything about this," he turns his attention to Rich. "You, will not say a word about it either."

We have learned never to question our father's word, and we are not going to challenge him on this. Deep down Jonah and I both know that if we make him mad enough our father will not hesitate to have us arrested. Not because he doesn't love us, but because he thinks that is how he should show that he does. 

Jonah and I nod wordlessly and say goodnight. 

In the car on the way home I am going through several different emotions. On the one hand, I am oddly relieved that this is all out in the open now. I knew it would not go over well, I am not living in a fantasy world. But at least they know. Then I panic. They are going to try to separate us. And finally I am defiant. Who are they to say what is right and wrong when it comes to us?

Jonah is quiet in the passenger seat next to me. When we get home I stop him in the living room. "What are you thinking about?"

"Do you want to stop?" he asks.

"Stop?"

"This, what we're doing. Do you want to break up or whatever?"

"No," I say emphatically. "Do you?"

"No," he is adamant.

"Good."

It is Christmas day and we are about to walk in to our grandparents house. We have a new plan of action. We stand at the door, hand in hand, and ring the bell. We are greeted by our grandfather who welcomes us in. We follow him into the living room where everyone has gathered, still hand in hand, like a couple. We say our hellos and sit down next to each other. Mom, dad and Rich are staring daggers at us. We ignore them. Jonah pulls our arms onto his lap. 

If they have noticed our sudden open affection they have not acknowledged it. They have not made any effort to talk to us either though. We sit through lunch with everyone talking around us. Mom has tried to pull us aside but we refuse to move. Rich is trying to stop us from existing just from his stare and dad has just stopped looking in our direction altogether.

It is time to exchanging gifts so we have no choice but to let go of each other, though we make sure we are sitting as close to each other as possible. A part of me wants to sit in Jonah's lap, but I refrain. When the presents are all opened we stand and excuse ourselves. As we head toward the door Jonah wraps his fingers around mine and we exit the house without any more words.

My heart is racing and I can't get the faces of my family out of my mind. We pull into our parking garage and Jonah turns off the engine. Neither of us moves. I let out a deep breath and open my door. Jonah follows me into the elevator. We lock our fingers together and wait in silence as we ascend the three levels to our floor. When we are in the entryway of our condo Jonah stops me and pulls me to him. He puts his lips close to my ear and whispers "I need you, I need to feel you inside me." 

All the blood in my body races to my dick and it pushes against my jeans. Our lips are moving against each others and I can taste desire on his tongue. He moans and breaths heavily into me as I run my hand over his crotch. Everything around me fades away and all I can feel is him and my want for him. We continue our assault on each other's lips as we make our way to his bedroom. I break away to remove his shirt and run my hands over his chest and abs. My fingers find his button and zipper and I graze his dick lightly as I pull his jeans down to his ankles. He steps out of them, holding my shoulders for balance. His soft lips kiss the skin on my neck as he removes my jeans. I feel his touch all over my body and my desire for him escalates beyond reason. 

Jonah's legs are wrapped around my waist and I am slowly rubbing my hard dick against the opening of his ass. It is taking every ounce of my energy to continue this slowly. I want to make love to him. I want to take my time. But I also want to ravish him. I trail my tongue along his neck and chin, tracing my way up to his lips. I cover his mouth with mine and slowly slide my dick into his ass. He moans into my mouth as I push my entire length inside of him. He pulls me closer to him, strong hands on my ass, and I pump in and out of him in a gentle rhythm. 

"Don't stop," Jonah begs. "Fuck me harder."

I quicken my pace and I can feel myself losing control. Jonah's ass is tightening around my dick and I know he is about to cum with me. 

"Fill my ass," Jonah commands and I break. I let out a loud groan as my body lets go of everything. I can feel my orgasm all through me and I am shaking but I continue to move in and out of him as he cums onto his stomach. I collapse against him and the emotions of the day rush to the surface. With the warmth of Jonah's sweaty, sticky skin against me I lose myself in them. Just as I fall into the abyss of sleep I wonder how this can possibly be wrong. I am in love with my best friend, my soul mate. My brother.



Indecent Proposal Ch. 05



We fucked each other hard, no quarter given, nor asked for. Annabel slammed herself back hard against me aided by me tugging on her breasts & nipples as I slammed forward into her with all of my might & remaining energy.

"FUCK YES DADDY ... THAT'S IT ... FUCK ME HARD ... FUCK YOUR LITTLE GIRL DADDY," Annabel screamed.

This was beyond my wildest ever dreams & wanks of thinking about Anabel. Never had I imagined that she would think such thoughts, let alone scream them out as I fucked her.

I wasn't going to last, my balls just couldn't handle the abuse. I hadn't cum three times in a day for more years than I could remember; I wasn't even sure I had any more cum left inside of me; but I willed myself to cum once more.

Again Annabel seemed to read my thoughts as she brought her pussy muscles into play.

My cock & balls felt they were under attack with squeezing muscles & being slammed into her mound and they did their best to whistle up one more ejaculation.

"I'm about to cum," I exclaimed rather hopefully as I worked her nipples without mercy between my fingers and slammed into her pussy again.

"Finish me Daddy," she begged.

I was on my last legs as a fifty something shagging in the early hours after a full on day.

"Fill me Daddy!"

I throbbed and gave one weak spurt but it was just enough for Annabel and she very generously creamed over my hot worn out cock.

She shook under me, her pussy gripping me like a vice deep inside of her.

"YES DADDY," she wailed through her short but intense orgasm.

Seconds later we were both collapsing forward onto the bed, my tender softening cock still buried deep into her; my hands crushed under her breasts & chest. My hips resting on her beautiful ass.

Reluctantly I rolled off that fine ass as we needed to be able to breathe freely. I lay on my side and pulled on her hip to roll her back onto her side so we could spoon together as we slowly lowered our heart & breathing rates. I kissed her warm neck between deep breaths to fill my demanding lungs.

"Was that what you needed?" I whispered into her ear.

Annabel gently ground her ass back onto my tender loins, "Damn right it was Daddy."

I was proud my fifty something frame & heart had survived the day of intense lovemaking and raw, rampant sex.

Finally we summoned enough energy to crawl under the covers to spoon again as we both quickly drifted into a deep satisfying sleep.



Indecent Proposal Ch. 06



We had a relaxing morning snorkelling and sunbathing at the resort before having a relaxing slow lunch at the bar washed down with a couple of beers before heading off to be pampered with a relaxing massage. Are you getting the theme here?... A nice relaxing day, yes pure relaxation.

I had been sneaky and arranged for the massage tables to be set in an open T shape. This meant I could lie on the table looking forward at Annabel's lovely body laid out on the table across in front of me so I could see her whole body slide ways on. I must admit I admired the curve of her ass rising under the white fluffy towel like rolling hills covered in snow. Her fine legs stretched out and the curve of her calves forming small foot hills in silhouette. We had booked a 90 minute hot stone deep skin massage. Initially the massage was firm but gentle on my back but when the lady started on my legs I nearly cried out in pain as her strong fingers seemed to curve under the muscles in the back of my legs. Her fingers felt like they were inside my leg. It was hard to letch at Annabel when my eyes & face were screwed up in pain. 

But I soon got used to it as I watched the other lady run her hands over Annabel's body. Once she was massaging Annabel's naked ass I developed a good hard on that made it uncomfortable lying face down on the table. I wiggled my hips to make my old man more comfortable underneath me. The lady doing my massage laughed and said something in her native tongue and then both laughed. The other lady poured some warm oil on Annabel's ass and rubbed it in; I hardened some more. I wiggled some more to get comfortable just as the lady poured warm oil on my own ass. My wiggling must have spoilt her aim as I soon felt a stream of warm oil flow into the crack of my ass.

"I'm very sorry Sir!" she exclaimed as her finger suddenly reached into the cleft of my ass as she started to wipe the oil downwards. In doing this her finger pressed down and briefly indented into my ring making my ass to involuntarily thrust upwards.

"I'm sorry Sir," seemed to be a half laugh and insincere as her finger seemed to stay pressed against my ring making me harden even more. By now the displaced oil was flowing on to my balls. Her hand quickly tried to rub it off but all she seemed to do was spread it over my balls as she then seemed to cup my balls in my hand. I saw the other lady smiling as she herself was rubbing warm oil into the inside of Annabel's thighs. I got the impression this was part of their perks, and I wasn't going to object.

I saw the lady working the oil into the top of Annabel's thighs and I could she Annabel starting to grind her ass into the bed so I gathered she was receiving some very attentive strokes close to or on her pussy. I in turn eased my hips up in the air and the lady got the message and slid her hand under my balls so her oily hand rubbed up and down the sensitive underside of my rock hard cock. Her other hand massaged & cupped my ass, occasionally pressing a fingertip hard against my lubricated ring. I nearly came on the table.

Finally Annabel was asked to turn over and I could see her breasts heaving as Annabel was breathing fairly hard; her nipples projecting upwards like two organ stops. She was certainly turned on and struggling to lie still as the lady started to massage her lower stomach; slowly working her oiled hands upwards until they very lightly brushed the under curve of her breasts. 

As each section of our bodies was coated in oil the masseur's then gently rubbed warm rounded river pebbles over our oiled skin; Geez, that felt tremendously relaxing. So imagine receiving such heavenly relaxing feelings and then add to this the erotic fingering of your erogenous zones... now you can probably understand why Annabel & I were so turned on and in need of release. The lady made no effort to replace my towel over my midriff after it had been dislodged by my bursting hard on. She seemed to allow her forearms to brush across the head of my cock as she rubbed my chest & stomach.

Oil, hot stones, and then her strong fingers rubbing my nipples sent pulses of electrical energy pulses to my cock which twitched in response, so close to shooting a wad over my stomach.

The other lady was doing the same to Annabel's breasts & nipples, and was justly rewarded with a long low groan from Annabel as her hips & legs shook their way through an orgasm.

"Are you OK Madam" the lady asked in mock concern, fully aware of what her hands had achieved.

"Oh God, yes," breathed Annabel somewhat huskily and breathlessly. 

I could just smell her musk over the scent of the oils; Annabel had creamed herself.

They ladies penultimate actions were a very sensual head massage that had both of us just about asleep.

The finishing touch was a rub down from head to foot to release any lingering tensions & toxins. But this rub down was slightly different from a standard massage as she cupped my balls and firmly gripped the base of my cock as her other hand gave the head of my cock several slow wanks. The pressure of her fingers ensuring that I didn't cum.

Once they reached our feet they covered us in warm towels for ten minutes or so to snooze.

We were awoken with glasses of fresh cold fruit juice and warm terry robes to sit in. Annabel and I sat in easy chairs for about twenty minutes grinning like Cheshire Cats, thoroughly enjoying the memories & sensations that we have just received.

Eventually we walked back hand in hand to our chalet thoroughly relaxed. Whilst my balls still felt fit to burst and would have loved to have tenderly made love to Annabel for the rest of the afternoon; but really we both needed a couple of hours kip before the festivities I had planned for the evening, unbeknown to Annabel.

The late afternoon nap had done us both good and would stand us in good stead for what I had planned for the evening.

We both showered individually otherwise we would have been pleasuring each other then and then. Whilst Annabel was showering I got her next set of presents out of my suitcase and left them on the bed for her.

I got dressed in comfortable chinos, button up shirt, and slip on shoes before moving out onto the verandah with a glass of fruit juice to watch the sun start to head down toward the horizon for the night.

About half an hour later I heard the door open and turned my head to see this vision appear from the chalet exactly as I had fantasied she would look. I started my appraisal from the deck upwards. Annabel was wearing some strap up high heeled shoes with long straps that criss-crossed up her lower legs up to just below her knees. The straps really emphasized the shape of her calves, easily aided by the shiny black nylons of her tights. Stockings would have been preferable as I love that couple of inches of bare upper thigh above stocking tops; but tonight stockings would have been inappropriate as they would have made her look slutty when compared with her next item of apparel, a short black leather skirt. Yes, a short black leather skirt can look slutty when combined with a low top showing cleavage and stockings showing the tops of bare thigh when moving & bending. I didn't want Anabel to look slutty because that would have been demeaning to her in a public place; but I reckoned I could entice her to be slutty later, in private, with the right encouragement. 

As I've said Annabel is the mother of two lovely daughters and is in her early thirties so her thighs are of a shape & size that meet these criteria and lead to a pair of lovely shaped calves. As you can imagine these are not going to be stick thin, but lovely firm flesh that have not yet got a trace of flab or cellulite. Her legs & thighs looked fucking stunning. I so wanted to run my hand slowly up from her ankles until my hands disappeared under the hem of her skirt to discover and explore the wonders concealed above the hem.

Continuing to lift my eyes upwards towards heaven I took in the way the skirt sat snuggly to her hips & thighs, and I felt a stirring in my chinos in open appreciation. 

Above the waist band of the leather skirt was a white satin button up blouse. It seemed perfectly tailored for her; the underside of her breasts started to fill out the material as my eyes continued upwards on to the bulge of her breasts which I knew were held snugly in place by a front fastening pop up bra that lifted her breasts to their natural position as God & Adam intended them to be before age & gravity affected them. Lastly came her long hair cascading until her shoulders, framing her slightly nervous, but smiling face.

I eased myself slowly out of my chair and turned to face her from a couple of metres away; she was the vision of beauty itself. If I was thirty years younger, less experienced, and less patient, I would have fucked her there and then. But being fifty plus and appreciating the finer points of life I held out my hands towards her, palms upwards, "Annabel, you are a vision of beauty," I praised her as I slowly stepped forward taking in her beauty; knowing I wouldn't have been in this position, right here, right now if she and her husband hadn't accepted my $50,000 indecent proposal. But I wasn't going to put a price on my evening; I was just going to thoroughly enjoy myself as the week was starting to run out of remaining days unfortunately.

I took her hands gently in mine and took half a step backwards to increase the distance between us as I openly admired the beauty in front of me. Annabel has a natural beauty, a warm fun loving personality, a killer body, and now a stunning outfit that was giving me a hard on to bear as delayed gratification for the next few hours. "Beautiful... simply beautiful," I huskily praised. I gently released one of her hands and then stepped forward slightly to lift her other hand on my lips to gently kiss the back of her warm perfumed skin. Her scent lit up my senses; she was a lady, and 100% woman.

I stepped forward until my chest almost brushed against her; and then I raised my hand gently under her chin to tilt her heads upwards as I slowly brought my lips down to hers and very lightly kissed her. My lips brushed hers in a light kiss and easing my head back just a touch to break the contact. I was immensely pleased when she leaned forward to resume the kiss. We kissed lightly for a minute then her tongue ran along my sealed lips; 'YES' my mind screamed, she has accepted being dressed how I wished.

Her tongue pushed on my lips and I eased mine apart without a hint of resistance as my arms curled around Annabel's warm body to take this hot woman in my arms. It was definitely taking all of my experience; patience and self-control not to shag her now like some rampaging Viking with the spoils of war in my arms. Instead we kissed, gently at first as if our tongues were exploring each other for the first time ever. As we kissed one arm slid around her waist resting my fingertips on the waist band of the leather skirt; and my other hand slid very, very slowly over the curve of her hips, feeling the warm leather brush across my skin as my hand travelled onto her ass. Our lips meshed tightly together as our tongues explored each other's mouths. I gently pulled her against me, our breasts pressed against my chest and my hand on pressed firmly against her mound as we stared intensely into each other's eyes.

Our mouths devoured each other as we hung tightly onto each other, and we snogged like a couple of school kids behind the bike sheds at break time. Finally we had to break for air.

"I think we have both worked up an appetite," I simply stated, "I think we should have a few drinks and dinner."

I think Annabel might have been disappointed. I don't think women in their early thirties have started to grasp the concept of Delayed Gratification yet at that age. Well this week was going to be very educational for young Annabel in more ways than one.

As we strolled to the bar I quickly looked over my shoulder to ensure no other guests were behind us before slipping my hand down onto a leather clad cheek as we walked, pulling Annabel close in beside me. I felt on top of the world, a beautiful young woman erotically dressed by my side; my hand resting gently of the curve of her ass; about to have a few drinks & dinner on a tropical island; with a night of new adventures planned in front of us.

We enjoyed a couple of cocktails as the sun slid down, followed by a nice dinner with wine. Again we sat in comfy chairs letting our dinner settle down, helpfully washed down with a post dinner drink as the band started to play in the corner. The ambient light died with the sun and was replaced with the dim lighting in the bar & restaurant which made it cosy & intimate.

As most of the diners had finished their dinners that seemed to be the trigger for the band to up the tempo of the music and start to play dance music. Annabel let the first dance slide; but as the second tune started up I wasn't given any choice but to get up and dance. For a poor dancer such as myself Island music is ideal as they have a very loose & fluid form of dancing so I didn't look as bad as I normally do when I have to dance back home; well that is how I viewed my performance, I don't know that Annabel & the rest of those dancing would agree.

To be honest, I wasn't bothered how my dancing looked to others; I was just extremely content to be standing in front of Annabel watching her lithe body movements. Her nylon encased legs looked magical riding atop of the high heels. Her upper thighs moving below the hem of her black leather skirt transfixed my eyes; it was such a wonderful & beholding sight.

After a couple of minutes my eyes headed north to watch the shape of her white lacy bra moving beneath her blouse, I was starting to get hard. Finally I looked into her smiling eyes knowing that she had enjoyed me admiring her body, knowing that she was still a very attractive woman, and knowing that she could flaunt it while she was away on holiday where no one knew her. Put simply & very crudely, she was fucking beautiful!

Her long hair bouncing around her head & shoulders completed the sense of fluidity in her lithe body dancing in front of me.

We stopped and had a drink & a break for ten minutes before Annabel grabbed my hand to pull me up onto the dance floor again saying "Well you do want to admire me don't you?" As I stood she lightly brushed the back of her hand slowly across my bulge. That and her shapely ass in the skirt had my rock solid attention in more than one way.

The evening had turned into late night without us noticing and many of the diners had departed when Asoese & Emere joined us and my flagging energy level lifted. They danced and ground against both of us, but focusing more on Annabel, rubbing against her, running their hands over her hips & ass, obviously enjoying the feel of the leather skirt. A couple of dances later they were brushing against her breasts and lifting Annabel's hands onto their bodies. The band finished with a few slow dances giving me the opportunity to dance, kiss, and run my hands over all three ladies. Asoese & Emere were very intimate with Annabel when they danced with a few kisses exchanged as they ground their bodies hard against each other. My hard on accordingly was ground hard into my dance partner in open appreciation of what I was seeing and experiencing.

Finally the music stopped; Asoese picked up some bottles of wine from the bar and Emere picked up a couple of CDs from the band before they took each of us in hand and led us back to our chalet.

Once inside Emere put one of the CDs into the music system as Asoese poured me a glass of wine and showed me to the sofa and told me to make myself comfortable. Some punchy Fijian dance music filled the room and Asoese & Emere started dancing around Annabel who quickly got into the swing of our own party. Asoese & Emere rubbed themselves up and down against Annabel enjoying the feel of her nyloned legs and feeling her breasts through the satin blouse & lacy bra. Sitting there, sipping my wine, I was as hard as. I was hoping for a marathon night of sex and being the age I am I popped a little blue pill with my wine to ensure I stayed hard to keep up with these fillies for the night.

As the three of them got more intimate with each other the dancing slowed and the kissing & caressing increased. Emere eased her hand up under Annabel's skirt and shortly after Annabel gave out a loud groan. I had been hoping for a bit more of a girly show before it got serious, but passion was involved so I need to step in.

"Excuse me Ladies, I'd like to squeeze in here," as I eased my body straight in front of Annabel. I took her chin in my hand and open mouth kissed her, our tongues soon dancing together. My other hand slid onto her hip to hold her in place as my right hand started its journey south off her chin to her soft, warm, tender neck. Her warm skin and loose hair felt wonderfully soft to my rough builder's fingers. Satin is such an erotic material on its own; and when wrapped around a woman like Annabel it makes any mans' senses tingle. My hand continued south to cup her breast and we continued to passionately kiss.

Emere had worked her way behind Annabel and was grinding her pelvis hard against Annabel's neck whilst she kissed the back & side of Annabel's neck. Asoese was squeezed tight against the back of Emere and was on her knees with both hands under Emere's dress doing whatever she wanted to do to Emere.

This was becoming one hot foursome in one long line as the music played around us.

My hand drifted down slowly, the palm of my hand flat on Annabel's stomach below crossing over the waist band onto the tight leather stretched tight across her thighs; and then I was onto her nyloned thighs below the hem of her skirt. I was in exactly the position I have dreamt about so many times to be in with many women - wanting to reach under their skirts to explore their thighs and the pleasures in between them. My hand slid to the inside of her thigh and then reached under the hem of her skirt. The nylon thigh felt so, so good to my firm touch that we kissed for several minutes as my hand roamed over both of her inner thighs; and I was rock hard, almost wishing for Asoese to come and suck me.

Annabel thrust her hips forward to communicate her need for more; message received as I lightly brushed my fingers over her satin bikini bottom that covered her hot pussy. She groaned heavily into my mouth each time she received that brushing of her pussy as my hand went from one thigh to the other via her satin crotch.

"Pleeeaassee," she begged into my mouth, so I placed my hand over her crotch and cupped her mons in my hand.

"God, yes," she breathed thankfully.

I rubbed my fingers over her mound & pressed against her pussy lips through the satin. I could feel the furnace heat of her wrapped, damp pussy on my fingertips

Her crotch ground down hard on my hand as she begged "PPlleeaassee." Her need for release now tormenting her in addition to whatever stimulation Emere was also providing to her.

Easing my hand back towards me up the under slope of her mound brought my fingertips directly over her pussy lips and then I applied pressure, curling my middle finger upwards pushing the damp gusset of her satin bikini into the folds of her pussy. Her lips peeled apart and my finger went as deep as the material allowed. I ploughed my finger up and down her furrow making the gusset sodden with her now flowing juices.

"Please Daddy, no more teasing," she groaned into my mouth as we were both nearly devouring each other with increased passion.

I brought my finger backwards and pressed firmly on her clit. Her knees sagged and she shivered through a mini orgasm.

She broke the kiss and looked straight into my eyes; "Please," she demanded.




Indecent Proposal Ch. 06



It is New Year's Eve and we've been avoiding phone calls like the plague. Even from clients. Adam and Nathan have been texting about a party at their place. We agree to go after Nathan leaves a troubling voicemail message threatening kidnapping and dragging us unwillingly to it if we keep avoiding their calls. 

We make our way up the walkway of the rented beach house Nathan and Adam share in Manhattan Beach. Our fingers are wrapped around each other's and I feel Jonah squeeze my hand harder as we stop at the door. It is open and we can hear people inside. I look at him and smile awkwardly. We are about to break apart our comfort zone. We both know it. 

The music is loud and there are people crammed in everywhere. Because we live in Southern California it is warm enough to have people on the back porch and even that is full of bodies. Some we know, most we don't. I am scanning the place for Adam or Nathan but I haven't seen them. 

"Let's get something to drink," Jonah says in my ear and I nod in agreement. In the kitchen we find Adam and Ashley.

"We were really hoping for kidnapping," Adam greets us. He acknowledges our open show of togetherness glancing from our hands to our faces and smiling in approval.

"Maybe some other time," I return his smile. 

"Grab a drink, make yourselves at home," Adam points toward the counter where bottles of booze in every shape, size and color are lined up.

"Who are all these people?" I hear Jonah ask as I step away.

"Glad you could make it," Ashley greets me when I reach the booze counter.

"Do you know all these people?" I ask.

"Nathan invited the whole neighborhood," Ashely's voice shows the contempt she has for her boyfriend's roommate. I wonder if she knows about Vegas. 

"Of course he did," I say back but it has none of the bitterness she thinks it should. She nods at me and walks away.

I find Jonah waiting where I left him and hand him his drink. "Cheers," he says before taking a giant swig of it. 

We head back outside to the cool ocean air and make small talk with people we know and don't know. We have decided to lay everything on the table so when we are asked questions like "what do you do?" we answer honestly. The reactions are a mix of fascination and confusion. Some people ask further questions, some just nod and say "oh." 

The countdown to midnight has started. Jonah is standing behind me with his arms wrapped around my waist. I am resting my head against his shoulder and we are echoing the crowd's loud chants as the seconds tick down. We get to "1" and I turn and face Jonah. I press my lips against his and wrap my arms tight around his neck. He holds me close and returns my kiss. "Happy New Year," he whispers in my ear as we hold each other in a strong, warm embrace.

I know that people are watching us. I don't care. Jonah takes my hand and leads me back into the house. Eyes follow us as we navigate through the crowd. There is no sign of the party slowing down and I swear there are more people here now than when we first arrived. I am not sure where Jonah is leading me but I follow him through the sea of people. He stops at the door to Nathan's room. "You know he's probably in there with someone," I say when Jonah turns the knob. He peeks his head in and opens it further.

"Nope," he says pulling me in with him and closing the door. "Sit," he commands, pointing at the bed. 

I do as I'm told and sit at the edge of Nathan's bed. Jonah steps forward and drops to his knees in front of me. I lean down and kiss him, holding his head in my hands. Jonah is unbuttoning my jeans and my dick is throbbing in anticipation. He pulls my zipper down slowly, making sure to brush against my cock as he does. I watch him as he removes my jeans and briefs in one motion, freeing my growing hard on. I close my eyes and feel the warmth of his wet mouth on my dick. He has the entire length of me in his mouth and throat when I hear the door open. I jump and reach for my pants, Jonah stands up in front of me, wiping his mouth with his hand. 

"If you're going to sneak off to my room to have sex the least you can do is invite me," Nathan's voice echoes through the room. I stop trying to pretend this isn't what it looks like. 

"Sorry," Jonah says with a sheepish grin.

I have made no effort to cover myself. Nathan is eying my hard dick and I swear I can see him salivating. I lay back against his bed and wrap my fingers around my shaft. Neither of them moves. "One of you better suck my dick," I demand.

Jonah steps back and nods at Nathan. "Go for it chief." He watches as Nathan gets to his knees in front of me and wraps his lips around my cock. We keep our eyes on each other as Nathan works me over. His fingers tease my balls and his tongue flicks against the tip of my dick. I close my eyes and announce I am about to cum. Nathan continues to lick and suck and I fill his mouth with my juices.

"Sorry if I ruined your moment," Nathan says licking the cum off his lips.

"You didn't," Jonah says before closing the gap between them and kissing him. I am surprised at how little it bothers me watching Jonah make out with him. I know that he just wants to taste me on Nathan's lips, it is clear by the way he is moving his mouth and tongue. 

The three of us make our way back into the crowded party. We lose Nathan to a group of friends we don't know. "Should we get out of here?" Jonah suggests and I cannot contain my excitement at the idea of going home.

Waking up in Jonah's arms is just one of the benefits of living under the same roof. The other benefit is poking me in the back as I lay here. I move carefully, trying to turn and face him without jarring the bed too hard. I feel his breath on my face and it sends chills through my body. My dick throbs, calling my attention to it. My fingers trace the contours of Jonah's chiseled face, the same face I see when I look in a mirror. My thoughts once again turn to what a psychologist would say about this, and I am reminded of the words my father left us with — "you will see a therapist in the new year." I push it out of my mind and wrap my fingers around both our dicks, rubbing them together gently. Jonah's breath hitches and he leans further into me. Our foreheads pressed together I continue to massage our hard cocks, as one. "Cum for me," I whisper and he opens his eyes. They see inside my soul and the feeling travels through me like lightning. I ejaculate hard, feeling the hot cum rush over my hand and cover both of us. Jonah is close behind and we are breathing into each other like we've just run a marathon.

We are still avoiding phone calls from friends and family but when the phone we use for business vibrates on the desk I know I need to answer it. 

"Hello," I answer with as light a tone as I can muster.

"Happy new year," the male voice on the other end greets me. 

"Happy new year, Erik," when I say the name Jonah looks up at me. Erik is a long time client and he pays well. Because we live in Los Angeles we service several industry people. And by industry I mean Hollywood. Erik works for one of the big entertainment studios in a high-capacity position of some sort. As long as we can verify that they can pay us and aren't into anything we aren't down with, we try not to ask too many questions. We work out logistics of our appointment and I hang up. "Tomorrow night," I tell Jonah before he asks.

Erik's house is in the hills, on the other side of Evelyn's. It is an area where rich and famous folks buy over-priced property just because they can. His large driveway leads to an archway which we are standing under, waiting by the giant wood door. Erik greets us with a million dollar smile and invites us in to the foyer. A spiral staircase wraps around the room and a crystal chandelier hangs from the ceiling. An ornate table set in the middle of marble tiled floors showcases a large vase of fresh flowers. Erik's wife is an interior designer. Yeah, we have a lot of those clients. The ones who hire us with and without their spouse's knowledge. Erik is one of the latter.

"Vicki will be back soon," Erik announces as we make our way up the stairs. I wonder, as I have often when we've been hired by this client, if he plays so far on the edge for fun or if he really doesn't understand how close to running in to his wife we have come in the past. 

Jonah and I look at each other and shrug. Nowhere in our contract does it say we have to make excuses for cheating husbands. We do not judge, but it is not up to us to cover up discretions either. We're just here to commit them. Which probably makes us horrible people but, money is money, a client is a client and everything else is none of our business.

Erik leads us into a guest room. He may play with fire when it comes to making appointments with escorts just hours before his wife is due home, but he has never brought us into their shared bedroom. This room is decorated from carpet to ceiling in expensive fabrics. I do not know much about these things, but they just have that look and feel. Erik stops at the foot of the bed and I am brought back to the now. Jonah steps forward and kisses Erik on the neck. He moans his approval and reaches for me to move closer. I stand next to him and join Jonah in gently licking Erik's neck and throat. I can feel Jonah's breath on my face and I shudder as his scent brings everything inside of me alive. I close the gap between us and let our tongues touch as they continue to make Erik moan lightly. Jonah's hand moves down Erik's chest and stomach and stops at his groin. I have my fingers tucked into the back of Erik's pants resting my middle finger just inside the crack of his ass. Jonah kneels down and I feel the material of Erik's jeans fall to the floor. I step forward and remove Erik's shirt, letting my leg brush against Jonah's arm.

"Yes," Erik says through his teeth as Jonah's mouth closes around his dick. I move and stand behind Erik, massaging his back with my fingers, trailing them down to his bare ass. My middle finger gently teases the opening of Erik's hole and I feel him shudder at the sensation. "Stick it in," Erik commands and I hope he's talking to me because I am already inserting my middle and forefinger into him. His hole constricts around my fingers "God, yes" he says in approval. I roll a condom onto my hard dick and carefully slide it into Erik's ass, pushing him further into Jonah who gags slightly on Erik's cock. 

"Sorry," I whisper, hoping Jonah heard me. Erik reaches behind me and pulls me closer. I pump in and out of him as carefully as I can so that I do not choke Jonah again. 

"Fuck! I'm coming!" Erik shouts as I slide in and out of him. I don't have to look to see Jonah move his mouth away from Erik's dick and finish him off with his hand. Erik's ass tightens around me and I feel his body release his orgasm. I continue to fuck him, coaxing my dick to find its release. I see Jonah's face as he stands up in front of Erik and I fill the condom with my cum.

Erik likes to be fucked and he is not done just because I am. Jonah and I switch places and I kiss Erik's neck and chest as I sneak glances, watching Jonah cover his dick in a condom and plunge it into Erik's freshly fucked hole. I feel Erik's weight against me as Jonah pushes into him. Erik is once again moaning and writhing at the sensation and I feel his dick get hard again. It is my turn to drop to my knees, which I do, after a quick glance at my brother. We have barely touched and I feel it like an ache. My lips wrap around Erik's dick and I lose myself in pleasing him, which is my job right now.

"Gah!" I hear the guttural sound escape Erik's lips and I know he's about to cum. I take his dick in my hand and continue to work him over with it until hot liquid is shooting out all over me and the carpet. I wonder for a moment how much money it costs to clean jizz off of oriental rugs. The cleaning staff must be paid well. At least I hope they are.

I hear Jonah moan and I stand. He closes his eyes and I feel his orgasm as it happens, even with Erik standing between us. 

We clean up in a bathroom off the hallway and despite everything inside me wanting to bend my brother over the sink I refrain. We have been given specific orders to "hurry before she gets home." We are just outside the front door when we hear the garage door. I look at Jonah who peeks around the wall "It's closing," he whispers. We wait until the sound of the mechanism stops. 

"I swear she's going to see us one of these days," I say quietly as we carefully make our way down the driveway. We always park outside the gates. Another move to hide our presence. As soon as we reach the car Jonah grabs me and pulls me into him. He kisses me gently and the desperation I have felt all night rushes through me. I kiss him and pull at him trying to meld us together as one. 

"Make love to me," Jonah 's voice hitches as we come up for air. I look around. It is dark and quiet and we are alone. "Please," he is begging. It hurts me inside and I need to give him what he wants. 

I kiss him lightly on the lips. "Turn around."

He faces the car and I stand close behind him. I can feel his heat against me and my dick responds to his ass against it. I try not to think about how much trouble we will be in if we get caught. I quickly pull his pants and briefs down far enough to have access to his ass. I feel the cold night air against my skin as I pull my dick out. I take one more look around and ease into him. I fuck him with a slow urgency, feeling him tighten around me as he quietly whispers he is ready to cum. I tell him I am ready and we both let go. 

At home we climb into bed and Jonah lays across my chest. "We can't do things like that," I run my fingers through his hair. 

Jonah sighs against me. I feel his stubble tickle my skin. His warm breath sends chills through me. "I couldn't help myself. I need you, always."

"I need you too Jo, that's why we shouldn't take so many risks, I don't know what I would do if we were separated," the thought of being arrested and thrown in jail scares me. Knowing that it means being without my brother terrifies me.

"I know Jake," Jonah sits up and faces me. He runs his fingers over my face and rests his palm against my chest. "I hate it. I hate that I have to think about those things just because we're, brothers. I'm sorry I put us at risk. I promise I will be more careful."

I sit up and kiss him gently. I hold his head and keep his face close to mine. "I hate it too. And I love that you want me so much. I will never survive if something happened to separate us. That's all." Jonah presses his lips against mine and I lose myself in him. Deep down I know the day is coming where we have to deal with what this all means.



Indecent Proposal Ch. 06



I looked behind me to see Emere sat back in an easy chair with Asoese on her knees in front of us with her head buried between Emere's thighs. Fortunately both were still dressed as I had every intention of undressing them myself.

Keeping my hand still on Annabel's mound I sank to my knees in front of her and admired the leather skirt in front of me. With my free hand I gripped the zip that went top to bottom down the front of her skirt. I lifted the zip halfway up so the material parted and exposed her steamy, damp, satin crotch to my eyes.

Annabel's hands gripped my head and thrust my face hard into her crotch and my tongue instinctively targeted the centre of the damp spot on the satin and pierced the folds of her pussy lips.

"OH GOD... YES," She praised out loud, "Finish me, please," she begged.

My hands slowly untied the bows at each hip holding her bikini bottoms in place. I had to peel the materials from her skin to expose her swollen pussy lips and erect clit. As I dropped the sodden material to the floor I slid my hands down onto her shapely calves and massaged them as I sank my tongue as far into her sodden pussy as I possibly could.

"OH DADDY," she cried out.

After only a minute of lapping out her pussy, Annabel gripped my head, groaned out loud and creamed all over my tongue; I lapped & swallowed, lapped & swallowed to drink down her nectar; my hands rubbing hard across her calves thoroughly enjoying her nyloned, firm, shapely skin.

As the flow of juices eased I stood up and took her in my arms, supporting and guarding her as she descended from her orgasm. Asoese & Emere were looking across at us having watched Annabel's orgasm.

"Ladies, I think we should head into the bedroom," I announced as I slowly turned Annabel towards the bedroom door. Emere brought the wine along with a satisfied smile of having already orgasmed.

"Lie in the centre of the bed please Annabel with your feet towards the door," I requested as we entered the bedroom.

Annabel's hands reached up to the buttons on her blouse.

"Please leave your clothes as they are; there will be plenty of time to undress you later," I smiled, I so wanted to fuck her right now. 'Patience... Patience' I willed myself. Annabel climbed onto the bed and got herself comfortable.

"Asoese, why don't' you climb abroad Annabel's face as you must be ready for an orgasm yourself by now," I instructed, "Please take your panties off but leave the rest of your clothes on for now as I am looking forward to undressing you myself."

Asoese promptly bent over and her panties were on the floor in seconds; then she was off like an Olympic hurdler to swing her leg over Annabel's head.

"Emere, why don't you make yourself at home with Annabel's lovely legs & pussy," I suggested, quickly adding "Please stay dressed," with a smile.

As she was about to step past me I reached out and pulled her to me; taking her into my arms and open mouth kissing her as my hand roamed over her body. She had a full set of 36C or 36D breasts contained in her dress that were more than a handful to massage. Just a couple of minutes into our kissing groans were coming from Asoese showing that Annabel had made a start on her pussy.

I broke my kiss with Emere, "You'd better get in there in case Asoese bends forward and gets between Annabel's thighs first."

Emere got there first; Asoese was too absorbed in Annabel's attention to think of going for a 69.

Emere lightly touched Annabel's knees and Annabel quickly eased her feet apart right on the end of the bed so Emere could reach between her legs. Emere bent forward slightly so she could place her hand on Annabel's stockinged legs. She seemed as mesmerised by the beauty of Annabel's calves & thighs as I am because she just stroked her legs feeling the warmth, firmness, & sexy nylon under her hands. This gave me time to fully strip off and release my old man from the confines of my chinos.

I stepped up behind Asoese and ran my hands over her upturned ass. She was wearing one of those all in one tight night club stretchy fabric party dresses that had a short hem about mid-thigh. I slid one hand down onto her thigh and then cruised up under the hem. I could feel the heat of her pussy trapped in the air under her dress; this lady was hot to trot. She groaned slightly at my touch on her soft inner thigh, or maybe that was in anticipation of my fingers heading to her pussy. My fingers travelled to the gusset of her panties and I ran my fingers along her pussy feeling the material part her damp lips.

"Yes please," she sighed.

I rubbed her a few more times and then over her clit as well; she shuddered.

"Keep it hot and ready for me, I need to attend to Emere first," I instructed as I took my hand reluctantly from between her thighs.

Emere was on her knees on the bed straddling Annabel's face, stretched upright with her head tipped back and her eyes closed as she enjoyed Annabel's attention to her pussy. I stepped up to the edge of the bed so that I could easily reach her. With her head tilted back and her back arched it made her breast sit high on her chest within her thin cotton dress; thus making them a magnet for my open hands. I placed my palms on the under curve of her breasts and hoisted both mounds into my hands. Emere's head shot forward and her eyes opened in surprise as my fingers crossed around the firm flesh. She thought Annabel had started to massage her breasts as extra stimulation. Her mouth fell open in surprise and I made the most of this opportunity by leaning forward to seal my lips on her and kiss her deeply with my tongue exploring deep into her mouth. She tasted good and she was panting as Annabel's tongue started to bring her towards her first climax of the night.

As we kissed I slid one hand off her breast to reach behind and unzip her dress down to her waist. Whilst still kissing I eased the dress forward off her shoulders and slid her arms out. Next I reached down to her waist to gather up the material and peel the dress up over her head and placed it on the nearby chair. She was wearing a fine mesh bra and I soon disposed of that as my hands got to work on teasing her nipples as I started to snog her again.

As our tongues danced in each other's mouths I could hear the increase in her breathing and feel her squirm down on Annabel's face; so I knew she was close to cumming. 

The menu of sex available seemed to me like a degustation menu - so full of everything you could desire and I wanted to stop myself rushing the first couple of courses. But I didn't want the third dish of the evening, Asoese, going cold on me.

As Emere's squirming increased I slid one hand south down over her stomach and onto her mound. Without looking down I found my aim was true and my finger brushed over the hood of her clit. Emere flinched, and I tightened my grip on her breast with my other hand.

"Go hard Annabel," I instructed as I brought my finger firmly back onto Emere's swollen clit.

Annabel clamped her arms tight around Emere's thighs to hold her down as she thrust her tongue deep into Emere's pussy.

Emere took a deep intake of breath as we snogged; she was very close to cumming. My rough fingertip rubbed over her nubbin, pealing the hood back to fully expose her sensitive clit. Emere started to shudder. I gripped her nipple tight in between my fingers as I firmly squeezed her breast. She tried to break our kiss so she could breathe. I mercilessly rubbed her clit. I could feel her juices flowing over my finger and I could hear lapping sounds from down below as Annabel lapped at the fountain of her flowing nectar.

Her lips broke from mine as she cried out "OH YES!!" her entire body started to bounce on Annabel's invading tongue as Annabel held her in place, tight to her face; and I gripped her breast & nipple to keep her in place. My finger savaged her clit and she fought to break free. Her fight was all to no avail as Annabel & I held on to her as she was ripped apart by her orgasm and plundered by Anna and myself.

"STOP!... PPLLLEEAASSEE," she wailed, "PPLEEAASSEE", as her body collapsed down; her strength & fight drained by the orgasm. 

I gently lifted her up off Annabel so she didn't injury with her weight on Annabel's face. As Annabel came into view I could see her whole face awash with Emere's juices. Annabel was breathing deeply through her nose as she tried to finish off the nectar in her mouth. Emere was still shuddering as the orgasm final subsided within her pussy. I gently guided her to lie down alongside Annabel and they wrapped arms around each other and Emere laid her head down on Annabel's shoulder as she got her breath & strength back.

I turned my attention back to Asoese who was still massaging Annabel's thighs & legs; she was obviously as fond of Annabel's shapely nylon covered legs as I am. It didn't appear that she had yet got to Annabel's pussy although her lips were kissing the upper part of her thighs. As I reached down run my own hands over Annabel's thigh & calves I luxuriated in the feel of the nylon over her warm, firm, shapely flesh. Annabel's knees were bent and in the air as she had her high heels buried into the end of the bed. I lingered longer than I planned to as I enjoyed the feel of the long straps wound around her calves from her high heels.

"Annabel you feel great... And I am sure Asoese would agree as well if she wasn't so fixed on being between your lovely thighs," I praised as I finally let go of Annabel and stepped back behind Asoese. I stood at 90 degrees to Asoese's hips so I reach under her with my right hand to massage her right breast through her snug fitting party dress. Her breasts were smaller and not as full as Emere's but when you have the choice of three pairs of breasts, all to yourself, for the night who is going to complain about whether they match your ideal?

It was going to be my left hand that was going to get the most satisfaction as I placed it in the small of her back and enjoyed the warmth of her slim lithe body. My right hand ran over her breast as I slid my left hand on to her ass to run over both cheeks through the material of her dress for several minutes. A low groan escaped Asoese's lips as she continued to pamper Annabel's inner thighs with light kisses and soft lips on the nylon.

Finally I slid my left hand over her right cheek and down onto the back of her thigh and down as far as I could reach. At this point I slid my right hand into the top of her party dress, the neckline of which was on the upper slope of her breasts. My fingers ran over the firm flesh and started to rub her hard nipple within her dress. At the same time I curled my left hand onto the inside of her right thigh and headed back northwards. The tender flesh of her warm inner thigh felt so good to my touch that my hard cock throbbed against her hip probably leaving a stain of precum on her dress. My thumb and forefinger reached that curve of flesh at the very top of her thigh that feels so erotic to any man getting that far between a woman's thighs. It almost signifies the finishing line in a race or competition as you know you've reached your goal because at this point you can feel the heat emanating from a pussy on the back of your hand. In this instance I felt the damp gusset of Asoese's panties brush against the back of my hand. I gave the upper curve of her thigh a couple of gentle squeezes in gratitude for what I had enjoyed so far and for what I was about to enjoy.

My right hand released her breast and slid north until it was on the exposed skin of her chest, at which point my fingertips turned south again, staying on warm flesh this time as the slid into the top of her dress and spread over the hanging mound of her right breast. The palm of my hand brushed across her erect nipple making her groan as my fingertips curled around her breast and started to support the weight of her warm flesh in my hand.

My left hand wanted a slice of the action as well as my forefinger ran over the gusset of her panties and eased it into her wet pussy causing her to groan as her erogenous zones were lit up. After a few rubs along her pussy lips I reached under her to grip the front waistband of her panties. I started to ease her panties down until I had to pull the sodden gusset out of her pussy before tugging them down to her knees. This left her pussy defenceless as I released her panties and ran my hand back up the inside of her soft thigh and straight on to her sodden mound. I cupped her mound in my hand as I have found ladies enjoy it as if you are guarding their pussy and their virtue as a Knight of old. After gently cupping & squeezing her mound I eased my hand back towards her ass until my middle finger was in line with her pussy; then I curled my finger and penetrated her pussy. Fuck! She was tight, hot and wet.

My finger ploughed in & out of her pussy as I instructed "Annabel, please introduce Asoese's mouth to your pussy."

Annabel's fingers slid through Asoese's hair and pulled her head forward, carefully positioning Asoese's lips against her pussy. Annabel obviously didn't need to instruct Asoese what to do next as Annabel sighed loudly in obvious pleasure & relief.

I eased my hand from Asoese's breast and stepped behind her upturned ass. Easing my fingers out of her sodden pussy I spread the cheeks of her firm ass with my hands before stepping forward to position the swollen head of my aching cock lightly between her pussy lips. I eased an inch inside to ease her lips apart before sliding my hands up over her ass and on to her hips.

The scene in front of me made my cock well in utmost lust as my eyes took in Annabel propped up on a pillow with Emere's head resting on her chest. Annabel's left arm was under Emere's left shoulder, emerging from her armpit to reach around and cradle / cup Emere's left breast in her hand. Annabel's right hand was stretched out in front of her so she could reach down and fondle Emere's pussy very lovingly as Emere recovered from her recent orgasm. The V of Annabel's spread thighs made perfect guidelines to direct my eyes down to Asoese's black hair bobbing between the junction of Annabel's thighs as Asoese lapped at Annabel's pussy. I loved the fact that Asoese was still dressed in her clinging party dress with her upturned ass poking out the bottom of her dress. And then there was my prick with her pussy perched on the tip of my manhood. Life had never been as great as it was at this very moment. I seared the image of the three sexy ladies into my memory for eternity as I eased my hips slowly, but firmly forward to penetrate Asoese for the first time.

Fuck, she was tight as I eased into her, her wet tunnel of Pacific Island love rubbed sensually along the entire length of my swollen cock; her juices lubricating my manhood as I slid my whole length into her until my balls were pushed tight against her mound. I stood still as we both got used to each other. I took the opportunity to bend forward over her slightly so I could slide my hand up off her hips onto her stomach and continue up northwards until I reached the under curve of her breasts. Her breasts filled my hands as I cupped them through the material of her dress. Her nipples were rock hard, thrusting into the material still covering & supporting them. Asoese groaned out loud as my fingers started to brush, rub, pull, and squeeze her tits in my hands. I was still buried balls deep in her pussy as I massaged her breasts for several minutes watching her devour Annabel's pussy.

Annabel had a firm grip on Asoese's head and was starting to hump her hips up & down, pushing her pussy hard onto Asoese's lips & tongue. In the meantime Emere had turned slightly and was squeezing Annabel's right breast through the blouse & bra with her left hand. I saw her tilt her head upwards so they could open mouth tongue & kiss as Annabel heated up for her next orgasm. Annabel was being kissed & fondled by Emere; in addition to having Asoese gripping her ass & thighs while she ate out her pussy; and finally she could see me buried into Asoese while massaging her breasts. All of this brought Annabel to the boil very quickly. Annabel was grinding hard into Asoese's face, humping her nylon clad ass up & down, "Yes Asoese, you are a good pussy licker my girl... eat me out baby," she groaned.

Asoese obliged thrusting her tongue deep into the folds & depths of her pussy.

"Fuck yeah," Annabel groaned appreciatively.

I rewarded Asoese for her pussy eating capabilities by sliding her dress off her breasts so I could palm her warm, firm mounds and play hard with her nipples.

Asoese broke contact with Annabel's pussy longer enough to quietly moan "Fuck me now please."

I didn't need a second invitation as I eased my hips backwards until the tip of my cock was just in contact with her spread lips. I gripped her tits more firmly for purchase and then slid back into her, balls deep, in one constant movement. She wiggled her hips in appreciation; obviously well brought up by her parents not to talk with her mouth full (of pussy).

After all of the sexy activities I had witnessed tonight I was ready for some personal satisfaction and I decided that would be giving Asoese a good solid fucking.

I started slowly, getting into a smooth rhythm, enjoying the warmth & wetness of her pussy as I sawed in and out; added to which her nipples & breasts massaged my hands as I pulled myself back deep into her with each heave of my arms & thrust of my hips.

"That is good, you feel nice inside of me," she praised.

That always makes a fifty something swell with pride. She looked beautiful bent over, her head still between Annabel's thighs and I ploughed into her from behind. Her tits gave great purchase for me to pull against as I picked up the pace and fucked her long & deep. Having Asoese bent over gave an intense feeling of her pussy as I rodded its depths. Fuck, she felt good.

"Asoese, you have my pussy on fire girl," Annabel praised, "Pay some attention to my clit please and finish me off."

Wet lapping sounds reached my ears; quickly followed by Annabel panting "Fuck that is just the spot... Lick harder... Suck my clit."

I rammed hard into Asoese, driving her face & mouth hard down on Annabel's mound where her tongue savaged the erect nib of Annabel's clit.

Emere started to knead Annabel's tits hard through her blouse.

"Squeeze my nipples hard Emere," Annabel begged. Emere obliged and Annabel groaned out loud in pleasure. Her hips started to buck up & down on the bed; her body becoming overloaded by the pleasures being inflicted on her nerves & senses.

Her hand tugged Asoese's face hard against her mound, "Suck my clit and finish me pplleeaassee," she begged. Again Asoese & Emere obliged and Annabel exploded in orgasmic pleasure. She just didn't know where to put her hands. She kept one on the back of Asoese's head and placed her hand over the back of Emere's hand as it caressed her breasts. Annabel's strong thighs thrust her ass off the bed and Asoese had problems holding onto her, but her lips appeared sealed to her clit and Annabel wasn't going to get away. Annabel's' screams and wailing filled the room as she came with a vengeance, her orgasm tearing through her body

Her thrusting thighs were an amazing site to behold as I released Asoese's breasts to sink my fingers deep in her hip flesh making her scream in pain. I needed that additional purchase so that I could grip Asoese and ride her hard as I fucked both of us to a fast approaching orgasm.

Asoese tried to hold on to Annabel's bucking & heaving thighs so she could drink down the juices pouring over her lips from Annabel's orgasming pussy; whilst trying to accommodate the forces on my pounding into her pussy from behind her. My balls were fit to burst as they slammed into Asoese's mound with each forward thrust. I just sawed in and out, in and out; her pussy getting very hot wrapped around my swollen cock.




Indecent Proposal Ch. 06



Annabel had her legs wide apart as she tried to hold Asoese's face against her still creaming pussy. "Fuck Yes!" she grasped out when she had enough breath left in her lungs to do so.

This was just too much for me, I had lasted as long as I could, sampled all three of my beauties; but now I just needed to cum, to just spray my ropes of spunk into the very depths of Asoese's pussy.

"Are you ready girl?" I grunted out loud, "I am about to fill that hot pussy of yours."

"Fill me!" she pleaded.

That was all I needed to let fly with my cum. My fingers sank into the flesh of her hips, and I pumped & pumped into her. Releasing her right hand hip I dragged my nails down her spine, my nails raking her skin. That additional stimulation, added to my pumping sperm, was enough to trigger her orgasm. Her pussy muscles bite down hard on my invading cock, making me catch my breath in surprise at the raw power of her pussy. I could feel her nectar flowing over the entire length of my cock, but her muscle control was amazing; she was choking the last remaining drops of seed out of my cock, making me double up on to her back and reach under her to grab hold of her tits quite roughly. We both groaned in a mixture of pleasure & pain as our bodies absorbed the orgasms causing every nerve in our bodies to enjoy every sensation available to our orgasmic pleasure. We were both breathless by the time our orgasms subsided and our breathing came back under control enough for me to stand upright and gently ease my very sensitive & tender cock out of her pussy.

Asoese was finally able to stand upright, but she continued that fluid movement into turning and dropping to her knees to very gently take my soft cock into her mouth to clear her juices & my cream off every millimetre of its reduced length & girth.

To be continued...



Indecent Proposal Ch. 07



I fetched the two bottles of wines and we circulated those between us to refresh ourselves for the next course of the evening. But before the next course could be served I needed to unwrap Annabel who was still fully dressed. I stepped over to the bed and offered her my hand so she could stand up.

We kissed for a few minutes until I gently turned her around to face Emere and Asoese who were both lying on the bed spooned into one another facing us with expectant looks on their faces. I didn't want to disappoint them or Annabel as I stood behind Annabel, wrapped my arms around her hot body and leaned down to snuggle & kiss her soft neck. She smelt so good... All warm & sweet, but with a smell of a woman ready for sex & love that man has sensed since his caveman days. I loved the touch of her hair on my face & neck as I kissed her warm, tender neck.

My hands finally left her stomach and came north to the top buttons of her blouse and I very slowly unfastened each one in a very slow smooth action as I continued to kiss her neck. Kissing her neck in this way meant that I could see right down the front of her chest so I could literally admire my handiwork as I continued to unbutton her blouse and see her breasts as more of her skin came into view as each button was undone.

Once every button was undone I slowly ran my hands back up over her blouse to cradle her breasts in my hands through the blouse & bra. I looked up to ensure I had Emere's & Asoese's attention; I had no need to worry on that score, I had their rapt attention. I slowly eased the sides of Annabel's blouse apart so the ladies could see the white lacy bra underneath that cradled & supported her breasts. I fondled her breasts through the bra for a couple of minutes while I teased her earlobe with my tiny kisses & lips. 

Annabel ground her ass back into my groin in appreciation of the feelings & desires I was generating in her body. Her nipples were hard under the lacy cups and in need for release so I eased my fingers into her cleavage to undo the clasp at the front of her bra. My thick builder's fingers made hard work of undoing the clasp by which time all three ladies were laughing out loud at my efforts. Finally it came undone and I eased the cups off her heaving breasts.

Her nipples endured & were tormented by my finger tips for a few minutes making Annabel groan loudly as she ground harder against my now hardening cock. Emere and Asoese started fondling each other as maybe a subtle hint for me to speed up the show a little. I slid my hands down to fondle her through her leather skirt for a few minutes before undoing the skirt and carefully peeling it off her hips. As the finale for the show I reached up to her shoulders and very slowly divested her of her blouse and bra.

Annabel stood there in just her crotchless tights and her high heels, looking fucking beautiful. I just wanted to eat her amazing pussy again.

I wandered over to the sofa and threw its cushions onto the floor to soften the floor for what I had in my mind for the next course of the degustation menu.

I lay down on the cushions looking forward to what & who was going to cum next.

"Annabel, please kneel down over my face looking towards my feet. Slowly the light levels dropped as Annabel's thighs filled my vision as she settled down over me and the aroma of her hot wet pussy filled my nostrils as it lowered down onto my lips. I was back in heaven and we hadn't started yet. I let her pussy settle on my lips and I placed small kisses on her skin, tasting her juices on her lips from her earlier orgasm. 

My arms curved upwards and backwards above my head so I could take her lovely ass in both hands to stimulate, tease, & torment her over the next fifteen minutes or so. I had every intention of slow cooking her next orgasm out of her over the next fifteen to thirty minutes. I was never going to have such an evening as this again in my life so I wasn't in any rush as I wanted to savour every minute with and every millimetre of all three ladies throughout the night.

Annabel reached down and gave my old man a few gentle strokes to harden him up. There were sounds of movement from the bed and moments later my legs were eased apart and then I felt a warm moist tongue lick the underside of my balls and then up the sensitive underside of my cock. Annabel's fingers pealed my foreskin back and a pair of warm, moist lips kissed the tip of my cock.

'Game on,' I thought, not knowing whether it was Emere or Asoese kissing the tip of my cock. A warm tongue stated to lick the swollen head of my cock whilst a hand gently cupped my balls.

I gently sucked on Annabel' pussy lips, pulling each one in turn between my lips while continuing to feel her ass.

The lips on my cock eased apart and took my manhood in her mouth. Within a couple of minutes she was deep throating my entire length. And just as I was really enjoying it the lips left my cock and returned down to lick, suck, & tease my cum-laden balls. Suddenly I knew why the change had happened as a wet pair of pussy lips touched the tip of my cock; and then I felt a pair of thighs either side of my hips as the unknown lady sank down on my cock.

I couldn't see who it was without moving Annabel and I had no intentions of doing that; so instead I released Annabel's ass and reached forward to search out my mystery lover. Running my hands over her legs & hips I thought it was Emere by touch and Emere by reason of having already shagged Asoese. But to be sure I reached up to fondle her tits. Yes it was Emere.

The next moment both ladies eased in towards each other and Annabel removed my hands from Emere's tits and replaced them with her own as they started to kiss. I ran my hand slowly down Emere's body & thighs for a couple of minutes as my mouth released Annabel's now swollen pussy lips. My tongue eased between her lips to savour the wet insides of her pussy and the sweet nectar it contained. Fuck, I loved eating this woman. It was going to be hard to let her go back to her family and not be able to hold her warm body in my arms. So I was determined to make the most of her right here, right now.

Emere seemed to have forgotten my old man was buried deep inside until he twitched and swelled slightly in response to my enjoyment of Annabel's pussy. Emere reminded me she hadn't forgotten about me by giving my old man a gentle hug with her pussy muscles.

Asoese left my balls to Emere's pussy and probably started fondling Emere judging for the sighs & groans that reached my ears between Annabel's thighs. I wish I could have seen what was going on above me; but hey! I had a gorgeous pussy spread on my lips and a tight pussy enveloping my cock... You can't have everything!

Emere started to move very slowly on my cock, almost imperceptibly at first as her and Annabel caressed, fondled, & kissed one another. For my part I started to focus on Annabel's delicious pussy, leaving the topside activities to take care of themselves, I slid my tongue about half an inch into her pussy and then started to lap it along the length of her juicy slit, feeling her swollen lips brush along the sides of my tongue. Annabel squirmed in appreciation while still administering to Emere. There was a steady flow of juicy nectar running along my tongue. As I ploughed backwards & forward along her furrow I moved my hands back to her nyloned ass & thighs. 

The erotic feel of nylon made my old man more horny and he swelled some more inside of Emere and she wriggled atop of my hips in appreciation as well. Every now & again I would plough a little further forward and run the tip of my tongue over her erect clit; and each time Annabel jerked upright as electric pulses from her clit arced through to her brain. My hands were thoroughly enjoying the firmness of her thighs and the silky feeling of the nylon; I was almost salivating from that pleasure. It would have been hard to distinguish if I was salivating or not with the amount of Annabel's juices flowing over my tongue & down my throat.

Emere was starting to rise up & down a few inches each time as she started to actively ride my cock; the feel of her smooth love tunnel gliding over my old man was increasing my heart rate and my breathing.

Suddenly there was movement topside as Annabel sat upright and drove my tongue deeper into her gash. A warm foot touched the side of my ribs and then another on the other side. Asoese had stepped over me in between Annabel & Emere; and judging by the feel of her toes pointing towards my armpit that meant her cum filled pussy was now directly in front of Annabel's face. 

Emere's hands touched my stomach as she reached to grip Asoese's ankles to massage & fondle Asoese's spread legs. I let my hands drift forward off Annabel's thighs to reach forward to touch Asoese's warm legs and start massaging her shapely calves as that was as high as I could reach. Sometimes my hands met Emere's hands who seemed to be cruising on Asoese's thighs and ass.

Annabel adjusted her position slightly and I was able to reposition my arms around her thighs to reach upwards more than I could before. My hands ran up the front of Asoese's thighs very slowly until I almost reached the Vee of her thighs only to find Annabel's face meshed tight into Asoese's pussy. Her tongue hungrily licking her out; lapping out the spunk I had so recently injected into her pussy. Emere's hands brushed over mine. It appeared as if all hands led to Asoese's pussy, only to be thwarted by Annabel's tongue already lapping deep inside her.

I reversed my hands and eased them backwards onto Annabel's breasts. Her nipples were rock hard bullets in her heightened state of arousal being part of such a sensual & frisky foursome. I gripped the tips of her nipples between my thumb & forefinger to roll them as if I was holding a fine cigar. Annabel's nipples beat a fine cigar any night. Annabel appreciated the additional stimulation as she ground her pussy hard down on my mouth. Her senses were being overloaded; my tongue pleasuring her pussy and clit, added to my fingers tormenting her hardened nipples; all added to her tongue eating out Asoese's pussy and probably Emere giving her an occasional horny caress. 

This was a night of sex that none of us would probably ever experience again. I just couldn't believe being in this position - flat on my back with a young lady I've lusted after for many years sat on my face with her drenched pussy dripping onto my tongue. Add to this I had a young Fijian beauty gently riding my cock, her velvety love tunnel cruising slowly up & down my hardened meat. And finally there was another Fijian beauty within reach if I so desired running my hands over her smooth, warm, firm thighs. Yes, life couldn't get any better than this!

I could hear the sound of a wet pussy being eaten out as well moans from the ladies as they took care of each other as Annabel quickly bought Asoese towards an orgasm with her tongue, aided by Emere fondling Asoese's breasts from behind.

The pace started to pick up as the ladies stimulated each other towards orgasm. Emere started to focus on riding my cock rather than playing with Asoese, although I could imagine Emere with two fingers thrusting into Asoese's sodden pussy as she rode my old man. I hardened even more as I imagined that scene above me of Emere riding my cock with one hand on Asoese's hip for stability and her other hand, drenched in Asoese's juices, thrust between Asoese's thighs as her fingers thrust deep into Asoese's pussy; with Annabel's tongue still lapping Asoese's pussy from the front. Asoese would be struggling to remain standing with her pussy being pleasured so enthusiastically along with Annabel fondling her tits as well.

There was a whole lot of movement going on topside. I could feel Asoese's feet rubbing against the side of my ribs as she squirmed at all of the loving attention she was receiving from Emere & Annabel. In addition to this I had the exquisite feeling of Emere now riding me very hard on the way to an orgasm, the heat of her pussy starting to BBQ my old man as he solidly fucked her; and to round everything out I had Annabel grinding her pussy hard down on my face. 

I was struggling to breathe through my nose as it was buried in a wet sea of hot flesh as Annabel rubbed herself hard down on it. I had to breathe through my mouth, timing it carefully as I swallowed all of her juices following out of her tasty pussy. My hands gripped her nyloned clad ass so I could get her into a rhythm of riding my face that was in keeping with my alternating cycle of breathing and swallowing.

If Annabel eased backwards more than normal then my protruding tongue would rasp across her erect clit, making her ride & thrust even harder on my tongue, nose and lips. I was almost drowning, with an edge of panic starting to creep into the back of my mind that I could drown or suffocate down her during her impending orgasm.

With my thighs pressed tight together my balls were packed upwards and Emere was slamming down on the hard, pounding them into submission with her pussy as she rode me for all she was worth. Fuck, she felt so good. She would be an incredible lady to fuck on her own, let alone as part of this soon to be orgasming foursome.

Asoese was the first off the rank; the stimulation of Emere's two fingers plundering the depths of her pussy while Annabel lapped her clit raw and mauled her erect nipples was just too much. A low wail escaped for Asoese's lips as the fire started to consume her from her pussy outwards; soon to change into a scream as Annabel squeezed hard on her nipples and her breasts. I could feel the power of the orgasm consuming her as her ankles & legs shook & tightened against my ribs. The vibrations and movement in her legs threaten to rub my sides raw as Annabel and Emere tore into her pussy. I even felt a few drips of juice land on my chest as she creamed her way through an incredible orgasm.

I was starting to struggle for breathe as my hands fought with Annabel's hips to keep in a regular cycle of movement so I could continue to breathe and swallow. I was starting to edge towards desperation, thus making my heart pound in my chest and my tongue lap at her pussy & clit like a madman. All of the feverish activity with my mouth & tongue was too much for Annabel.

Annabel was still lapping at Asoese's pussy during the flood of Asoese's orgasm, running her tongue on Asoese's clit; whilst her hips focused on driving her pussy hard over my mouth & tongue. The wall of pleasure built inside Annabel; she had never experienced or enjoyed so much sex before in her life. She had certainly never experienced girly sex until this week in Fiji, and she certainly enjoyed this new, more, tender form of lovemaking and sex. She couldn't get enough of these feelings and the touch of another women's hot body against hers. Added to this she was receiving $50,000 for shagging a workmate for a week in an island paradise; she just couldn't believe her luck. She just didn't want it all to end; but she couldn't hold back on the orgasm that she could feel building deep inside. 

The orgasm started as a dull ache in the pit of her stomach and then started to build into something more physical. Her nipples felt like they were throbbing & tingling giving her the need to grip them hard and squeeze her breasts tight into her chest; but at the same time her pussy was alight and ready to burn her down with its own feeling of intense need for relief. Her brain struggled to work out what needed attending to the most; before finally deciding both needed attention at once. Annabel's brain needed to manage the lust & need that was now screaming throughout her whole body and the only sensible response was to move one of her hands down to her clit to relieve the ache & the need there.

Annabel just didn't know where to turn or what to do next; so she instinctively tugged at her nipple eliciting a painful response, while at the same time thrusting her forefinger hard against the raw nib of her clit. No matter how hard she rubbed & abused her clit the need for relief just seemed to grow unabated. She could feel my tongue running across her pussy, and she could feel my nose buried inside her at times. She could also feel the slight pain of my finger nails embedded in her ass and hips as I fought to maintain my airway as she ground down hard on my face. 

From her nipples to her clit seemed to be a roaring furnace that consumed her very soul as her brain & body finally surrendered and tore into one of the most intense orgasms she had ever experienced. The tips of her nipples were extremely sensitive but she couldn't instruct her hands to stop squeezing & tormenting the rock hard buds. Electric shocks seemed to arc from her pussy to my tongue and her forefinger but she couldn't stop that either. Then her body's natural fire system came into play as her pussy released a wash of juices to quell the inferno that was her clit. She bucked & fought to get off my tongue but I stayed latched onto her hips and drank my fill from the torrent of nectar washing down over my face. I swallowed as fast as I could, while at the same time allowing Annabel to lift up a little so I could start breathing through my nose at the same time.

While all of this was happening my own body had gone into fight or flight mode as my brain thought I was starting to drown in Annabel's juices. My hips bounced up & down trying to throw the ladies off so I could escape & survive the drowning. This fight for survival by my brain wasn't viewed in the same way by Emere sat astride my hard cock. To her my urgent, hard, deep thrusts felt like I was fucking the arse off her, this wild ride was one of the most intense fucks she had ever experienced, especially while finger fucking her best friend at the same time. She felt my cock & pelvis slam hard into her time & time again so she just hung on for the ride. Her pussy muscles instinctively clamped down on my cock and held on. My balls slapped hard against her making it an incredible sensation for both of us.

Once my brain registered it was going to survive drowning by pussy, it switched to the second basic instinct after survival which is... Fucking. My core of hard meat was pounding into Emere and my cum-filled balls were slapping hard on Emere's pussy; and it just became just too much for both of us at the same time. I heard a long scream from up top and Emere started to violently shake on top of me as the first long rope of spunk fired hard from my balls through the rifle barrel of my cock deep into the depths of her pussy.

"FUCK," I screamed deep into Annabel's pussy as I shaked, thrust, bucked, and shook my way through an orgasm that drained the last drop from my balls.

Emere's pussy milked me for all it was worth as her muscles clamped & released my prick continuously. Emere had run out of energy and was sat still astride me as she let her orgasm subside with my cock still rooted deep inside her. At this point Annabel fell to one side and curled up on the floor, taking Asoese into her arms, cuddling her tight to her. I reached up for Emere and saw the look of a lovely lady looking serene after an intensely satisfying fuck for both of us. 

I pulled Emere down and we kissed very passionately while trying to take breaths as the hot embers of orgasm slowly started to cool inside both of us. My arms enveloped her shoulders and back as we kissed and eked out the last moments of our orgasm as my cock softened inside of her. Eventually she rolled off to the other side from Annabel and I turned to pull her into me and lay her head on my chest. I reached down with one arm over her shoulder to gently cup her breast and she reciprocated by reaching down to gently cup my tender spent balls in her warm hand. 




Indecent Proposal Ch. 07



Chapter 7: Intervention

"I am not going to dinner," I have said this seven times. 

"We can't avoid them forever, you said that yourself," Jonah reminds me.

"I changed my mind," I retort.

"I'm going with or without you Jake."

He knows I won't let him go alone. And I know he's right. The longer we avoid the family the worse it gets for us. We have to go to our parent's house for weekly dinner. "Fine. But we're going as a couple."

"Yes," Jonah agrees. 

My fingers are wrapped tight around Jonah's as we step to the front door. I can already tell something is off when I knock and try to open it. It's locked. I am immediately worried that they've locked us out and do not want us there. Then I hear voices inside. My father, my mother. And a female voice I don't recognize. I hear the lock release and the door opens. Our mother greets us with a strained smile. She looks down and sees us holding hands. She opens her eyes wide and shakes her head. It is a message. We understand it and let go as we walk in.

In the living room our father is talking to the woman who's voice I did not recognize. He turns to us and does not greet us with the usual warm hug or even a cold hello.

"This is doctor Vogel." He points to the strange woman in our living room. "She specializes in sexuality."

I want to run. Jonah grabs my arm and keeps me steady but the movement calls even more attention to us. The doctor nods and mom and dad start to leave the room. 

"Stay right there," Jonah yells at them.

"Please, sit," the doctor tries to sound soothing but my nerves are on edge. I don't sit, Jonah stays next to me with his hand wrapped around my wrist, his eyes are staring daggers at our parents. "Your parents are just trying to help you," the doctor continues. 

"Help us with what, exactly?" Jonah does not look at the doctor, he continues to stare down mom and dad.

"You need to understand that what you're doing is wrong," dad answers him. 

The words are starting to jumble in my head and I feel the room begin to spin. My heart is beating so fast I think it is going to burst out of my chest. 

"I have to get out of here," I whisper to Jonah. I don't know if he has heard me, he hasn't moved. The walls begin to close in around me and I am breathing hard. I pull away from Jonah and push past my parents as I head down the hallway toward our old room. I am stumbling and holding on to the wall as I go. I reach the bedroom and collapse on the twin bed that used to be mine. I cannot make my heart rate slow down and I am starting to hyperventilate. I pull my legs up to my chest and try to steady myself. I feel the bed sag as someone sits on it. My eyes focus enough to see that it is Jonah. 

"I need to go home," I croak out. "Take me home."

"Okay, babe, okay," Jonah is stroking my cheek but he hasn't moved. Why haven't we moved? He finally stands up and I try to follow him, but my head is still spinning and my breathing is ragged. I collapse back onto the bed. Jonah stands over me and leans down. I feel his arms slide under me and I am lifted off the bed. I fall against his chest and breathe him in, safe in his warmth. 

"I am taking him home, we will not be back, ever," Jonah's voice sounds far away. I do not hear anyone else. I feel the cool air hit me as we step outside. "It's okay, Jake, breathe, baby, just breathe, please." I don't realize I have been holding my breath. I let it out and when I pull in more air I nearly choke. My heart will not stop beating hard and loud in my chest and ears. "Can you stand, I need to get you in the car," Jonah's voice is still far away but I nod, hoping I understand what he's asking. He sets me down next to passenger's side and leans me against the cold steel. He keeps one arm around my waist, and I am grateful for it, my legs feel like jell-o. Jonah gets the car door open and carefully guides me into the seat. He leans over me and buckles me in. 

I wake up in my bed. Jonah is asleep next to me, his hand resting on my chest. His eyes open as soon as he feels me move. They are red and puffy. My heart constricts and I suck in a breath. "I'm so sorry Jake," his voice is shaky. 

"For what?" I press my hand against his cheek and hold it there. The sadness in his eyes is killing me. 

"It's all my fault," he looks away.

"What?"

"I'm sorry I pushed us into this," Jonah says, still not looking at me. "All of it." He shakes his head. "Jesus, from the beginning I've been pulling us in this direction. I should have just let you continue with college and become whatever it is you wanted to be. But I lead you into this business. I was selfish. I'm sorry."

I have no idea what he's talking about and I make him look at me. "Jo, I love you. You're my best friend. I will follow you wherever you go. You know me. You know that I would not have agreed to join the business if I didn't want to. You're not making sense."

"You wouldn't have agreed to do what that client wanted if you had taken the call instead of me," his eyes are filling with tears. "You would have said no and never even told me."

"Hey." I sit up and hold his face in my hands. "Everything is alright now. I panicked. They were trying to separate us and I freaked out. Doesn't that tell you how much I want this?"

"I'm sorry for that too, making you go there when you clearly knew it was a bad idea."

"Jo. None of this is your fault," I try to assure him. And I mean the words. But his sadness is still there and it hurts my heart to see him this way. "Hey, what's going on?"

"I hate what I've done to you," his words tear through me. What he's done to me? Does he mean falling in love, making love, being together? "Jake. I've been in love with you since we were twelve. Everything I've done has been to be closer to you. You have no idea how excited I was when that billionaire came along. You have no idea how hard it was for me to ask you if you'd do it. Not because of the money or letting the client down. But because I wasn't sure what you'd say. And I didn't know what hearing you say no would do to me."

His tears are falling freely now. I pull him close to me and hold him against my chest. "Jonah, I love you with every bit of my heart and soul. Maybe I didn't know that until the client came along, maybe I did and have been in denial. I've certainly never passed up a chance to be with you, if you haven't noticed. I've never said no, to anything we've done over the years. Yeah, it was my idea to add in the no-touching clause, but I didn't really fight very hard to get rid of it once I knew what I was missing. I'm sorry it took me so long to figure it out. But we're here now, together, and no amount of therapy, forced or voluntary, is going to change how I feel."

"I was so scared Jake," he is sobbing. I don't like that I'm partially to blame for it. "I thought you were dying, you weren't breathing, you were clutching your chest. I started to head straight to the hospital, but you wouldn't let me."

I don't remember any of that. I remember we were at our parents house and a there was a shrink there. I remember the walls closing in on me, I remember Jonah carrying me to the car. And that's it. "I'm okay Jo."

I'm not sure how to make him feel better but I know I need to do something. I press my lips against his and hold them there. He leans into me and I open my mouth to let his tongue find mine. I taste the salt of his tears mixed with the sweetness that is all his own. I climb on top of him and feel his skin against mine. It is warm and soft and everything I want. I let my hands explore his body, taking my time with every movement. He sighs into my mouth as I brush the tips of my fingers against the skin under the band of his briefs. I can feel him getting hard against my thigh. "Make love to me," his soft voice and warm breath against my ear are all I need to continue.

His legs are wrapped around my waist and I am kissing him gently on the lips, neck and chin. My fingers are carefully massaging his hole. His light moans drive me forward and make my dick harder. I slowly slide into him and feel his ass close around me, pulling me deeper, making us both groan in pleasure. I take my time easing in and out of him, moving my hips against him, kissing him as often as I can while still being able to breathe. "Yes, more, don't stop," his words encourage me. "Oh god, Jake," he says my name as his body shudders and convulses under me. Seeing him in total and utter ecstasy sends me over the edge and I cum inside him.

"I love you Jonah," I whisper into his ear as my breathing relaxes.

I'm just finishing my breakfast when the business phone rings. I look at Jonah and he reaches for it so that I don't have to. 

"Hello." He pauses. "Why are you calling this number, mom?"

I look up at him, my eyes wide. He shrugs at me. 

"He's fine," Jonah's voice is cold. "I take very good care of him," he says this with vitriol and innuendo all rolled into one. "You maybe should have thought of that before you brought that woman into your house. I have to go, we're fine, thank you for calling," his voice has no indication that he means the thank you part but he definitely means that he is not staying on the phone. He sets it down and smiles at me. "Neither of us were answering our phones so she went to the Web site and found our business number." 

She went to the Web site. At first I am terrified by this and then I realize it is very funny. Our site is professional and clean and uses terms like date, appointment, contract. There is nothing about it that screams sex work. Our clients are either already aware or are sent there by referral. Even our pictures are clean. We send nudes by request and only when we've been through several other steps. The idea that our mother had to go through the process of not knowing what she'd find when she went there is very entertaining, though I do feel bad getting enjoyment out of it.

Several hours later the business phone rings again. Adam is at the house and he and Jonah are playing a round of NHL15 on the PS4. I grab the phone and head out of the room so that their gamer screams do not disturb the call. 


"Hello," I am professional and bright, despite feeling otherwise.

"You really need to learn to answer your personal phones," Rich's voice comes through the earpiece. 

"Maybe we're not answering on purpose Rich," I snap back at him. "Was there something you needed or did you just call to harass us?"

"Mom left dad," Rich says.



Indecent Proposal Ch. 07



We lay like that for ages, all four of us content and satisfied; letting our bodies & minds recover.

Finally I kissed Emere openly tonguing her mouth before breaking the kiss and saying "Thank you" to her. I turned to Annabel and whispered quietly in her ear, "I know how much you have enjoyed girly sex tonight so why don't you clean out that hot spunk from Emere's pussy while I take Asoese for a shower?"

Annabel turned slightly, angled her head up and kissed me on the lips and replied "Surely... and thank you Daddy."

I sat up & eventually got my tired old body on its feet. I extended my hand down to Asoese as I said "Would you like to join me for a hot refreshing shower?"

Asoese smiled and nimbly got to her feet, showing me she still had plenty of energy in her for the rest of the night ahead of us. I grabbed what was left of one of the bottles of wine as we headed off into the bathroom for a shower.

We both took a long pull of the wine as we waited for the water to come to a good comfortable temperature, before stepping under the water.

I took the tube of body wash in my hands and squeezed some over Asoese's shoulders and then commenced to lather the upper half of her body whilst at the same time gently kissing her neck as I stood behind her. My hands gently massaged the soap into her breasts as I enjoyed the warmth of both her body and the water. 

I turned the water to a rainfall effect as I sank to my knees behind to soap her ass and the back of her legs. As soon as she was lathered up she turned and I had her gorgeous pussy just inches from my face. I gently lathered her trimmed bush and gently eased a soapy finger between her pussy lips to wipe the cleft of her pussy. Finally I did the front of her legs and then stood up to kiss her.

Asoese took the tube from my hands and made me turn around and assume 'The Position' with my hands on the far wall of the shower and my legs spread. Asoese then commenced soaping my whole upper body before sinking to her knees in front of my while the warm water played down my back and funnelled into a stream down the crack of my arse.

Asoese gently washed my cock & balls before reaching under me to soap the crack of my arse. She slid her fingers up & down between my cheeks as she soaped my arse. Then on the last downward wipe she slid a soapy digit into my ring; now that made me harden a little with a bit of help from the blue pill earlier. I wasn't fully hard but she lovingly sucked my cock for several minutes as she fingered my arse. Three minutes of this and I was feeling refreshed so I broke off and turned the water off. I reached out for a towel and gently dried Asoese off, giving her nipples a gentle loving kiss before we stepped out of the shower. Nicely refreshed we took another pull on the bottle of wine and walked back into the bedroom to behold a glorious sight.

Emere was flat on her back on the bed with her legs hanging off the end of the bed. Annabel was knelt at the end of the bed with Emere's legs draped over her shoulder, one each side of her head as she was furiously eating out Emere's pussy. Emere's hips were thrusting up off the bed as she groaned loudly and firmly gripped the back of Annabel's head grinding Annabel's face hard into her pussy.

I stood behind Asoese and kissed her neck and bare shoulders as I closely watched Annabel drive Emere to another orgasm. This was Annabel's second pussy of spunk to eat and she was thoroughly enjoying seconds of desert off the degustation menu. As I kissed Emere's neck I slid one hand down under the towel to massage her ass and reached around the front to gently cup and hold her mound. I have found that ladies enjoy this as it gives them a sense of protection & security by their man or lover as I felt Asoese relax in my arms as we both enjoyed the show in front of us.

Emere wasn't going to last much longer as Annabel administered her fledgling skill in girly sex.

"Please Annabel... don't tease me anymore... please... finish me off please," Emere begged.

Annabel's hands moved from Emere's hips, up over her flat stomach until her hands cruised across the rise of Emere's breasts and found her bullet shaped nipples. Annabel's grip on Emere's nipples timed perfectly with sucking hard down on Emere's clit just tripped Emere over the edge. Her body just thrashed on the bed as she wailed out loud. Even over Emere's screams I could hear the wet sounds of Annabel lapping up the juices from Emere's pussy.

I gently squeezed Asoese's mound in my hand and her ass cheek in the other in appreciation of the show in front of me.

When Emere finally settled down and breathed out a long exhausted sigh, both Asoese and I both gave a quiet round of applause for an enjoyable live show. Annabel's head emerged from Emere's thighs and turned and smiled at us, her face coated in Emere's juices. Our applause grew in volume then Asoese broke the grip and knelt by Annabel to lick Emere's juices from her face and enjoy some open mouth kisses at the same time.

I stepped forward, bent over and gave Annabel a playful slap on the arse, "Shower for you young lady," I instructed.

"Aaarghh, Daddy Please?" she begged wanting to stay up beyond her normal bed time.

"Shower," I growled sternly in reply.

Annabel cracked that lovely smile that melts hearts and hardens cocks.

"Now!" I reinforced.

She climbed to her feet & trotted into the bathroom like a good obedient girl. Seeing her ass bouncing as she trotted along made my empty balls ache with longing.

Annabel had the water on and was under the shower as I stepped and took the shower wash from her.

We kissed continuously under the warm water as I soaped her body by touch. Her body was very tactile... The soft curves of her figure now well known to my hands and brain as I soaped the young wench I admired and lusted after.

I lingered on running a soapy finger between her still swollen pussy lips for several minutes; Annabel responded with increased passion in our kiss as I slowly rekindled the fire in her pussy. But I stopped short of bringing her off; instead switching off the shower and reaching for a towel to dry her off.

'Ah, Daddy," she quietly bemoaned.

"Go on and play, you can stay up a few more hours beyond your usual bed time," I instructed.

Her eyes sparkled with joy and she reached up to peck me on the lips before rushing back into the bed room. I just managed to give her firm arse a playful slap before she was beyond my reach.

"Daddy!!" she exclaimed in mock pain and injustice.

Emere and Asoese were cuddling and fondling each other as Annabel joined them on the bed and spooned up behind Asoese.

"Emere," I called out and tilted my head towards the bathroom.

She climbed off the bed with that beautiful Pacific smile and dutifully headed for the shower.

We were soon under the warm water, kissing and soaping each other down. Again my soapy finger cruised between another pair of swollen pussy lips, with the same increase in intensity of our kisses.

A few minutes later Emere broke the kiss to kneel down in front of me to soapy my balls and cock thoroughly. She then proceeded to thoroughly rinse off my cock & balls which made my old man come to attention just in time to be taken into her mouth. 

Again a soapy finger found my ring and inserted itself up to the first knuckle and gave a playful wiggle in my arse. Asoese must have passed on this tip to Emere whilst Annabel & I were in the shower. Well it worked and I was soon rock hard in her mouth. Her finger went into the second knuckle and I was then up on tip toes, swelling rock solid in her mouth as her tongue teased the sensitive underside of my cock. If I had had any cum left it would have now been shooting down the back of this girl's throat.

Emere gave me a few loving minutes of this attention before standing up to hug me tight under the warm water. We kissed and I felt the still exposed tip of my cock brush lightly against her pussy lips. Her hands dropped to my ass cheeks and she gently pulled herself onto the tip of my cock until the first two inches were inside of her as we continued to kiss under the stream of water. We stayed like this for a couple of minutes more before Emere heading out of the shower to dry off and join the other ladies in the bedroom.

By the time I had dried off I found Emere lounging back in one of the comfy chairs with her spread legs hooked up one on each chair arm as she gently fingered her pussy and moulded one breast in her other hand as she gazed intently forward.

I admired her beautiful vulnerable body for a few minutes and gave my hard on a few relieving strokes before turning my gaze to follow and match Emere's gaze as she watched Annabel and Asoese on the bed.

Asoese and Annabel were thoroughly enjoying a 69 with Annabel on top with her ass above Asoese's face. Annabel's face wasn't visible as it was wedged tight between Asoese's thighs. Quiet groans & sighs were mixed with the sound of lapping tongues in wet pussies. Fuck it was a sight to behold; but then again so was Emere's legs hooked over the arms of the chair as I watched her finger her lips & clit.

"Let me help you out with that," I graciously offered; but I didn't wait for a reply as I sank down on my knees in front of Emere's chair and gently moved her hand off her pussy and up to her other breast. "I'll take care of this for you," I offered. I slid my fingers under her ass but kept my thumbs turned upwards as my fingers slid under her warm ass cheeks. My thumbs came onto her pussy lips, opening them slightly with pressure from my thumbs. Then I rotated my thumbs outward and opened up her pussy wide & gaping to my gaze.

"Ohhhh!" she gasped in surprise.

But I didn't give her any time to think or do anything else as I thrust my tongue deep and hard into her pussy.

"OH YES!" she gasped as one hand dropped onto the back of my head to keep me there. I wasn't planning on leaving anytime soon. But I wasn't going to be staying too long either as I wanted to start the desert courses of the degustation menu over there on the bed. I brought my lips down to seal myself on the inside of her stretched pussy; and there I sucked down and sealed my face to her pussy. She groaned out loud.

Whilst my tongue could lance in and out of her tunnel; my tongue could also cut upwards over her erect, exposed & vulnerable clit; so I did. Emere thrust her hips hard up into my face each time I rasped my tongue over her clit. She was groaning out loud as her hand tried to ram up face up her pussy. I eased my hand to one side so that my fingers could stretch along the crack of her ass. My middle fingertip found the rim of her ring and pressed lightly on it, receiving loud groan in acknowledgement of the feelings this generated.

Then I went to town.

I sucked down harder on her pussy and maintained the seal by breathing through my nose and tongue lashed her clit and her now gaping pussy.

Emere started making animal groans as I set my finger vibrating against her ring and rasped my now sodden tongue across her clit. Now her hips were jumping out of the chair, ramming her mound hard into my face. She was getting close to cumming.

As her hips dropped down on one downward cycle my finger pressed through the ring of her tight ass up to the first knuckle.

"FUCK YES!" she screamed out as her heaving mound started to hammer the crap out of my face. I moved my lips slightly so I could seal them around her clit, sucked in my cheeks to make a vacuum as my tongue lashed her clit.

"OH FUUCCCKKK!!" she screamed as she kicked out like a bronco and hammered my face with her thrusting & heaving pussy driven by her hips. A flood of nectar washed over my chin. I released her pussy lips from the suction of my mouth and lapped up and down her spread pussy. I eased myself back, looked up into her eyes and said "You finish yourself off as I have an appointment on the bed."

She looked horror struck and bitterly disappointed, but her hands flew instinctively to her pussy to take care of one of her most basic needs - pleasure for herself. By the time I was fully stood up her fingers were a blur over her clit and her head was rolling side to side as she gasped in huge lungful's of air to feed her hungry body.

Asoese saw me approach the end of the bed from her vantage point under Annabel's pussy. She smiled at me, read my mind, and eased Annabel's ass cheeks apart with her finger tips, opening up her pussy. As I climbed up onto the bed and crouched over Annabel's upturned ass, Asoese lashed the inside of Annabel's pussy with her stiff, extended tongue making Annabel groan deeply with lust. As I got behind Annabel, Asoese gripped the shaft of my cock in her hand and gave it a few quick strokes in her fist and then she lined the head of my swollen cock up with Annabel's pussy. I felt the lightest touch of her pussy lips either side of my cock and then I thrust forward slowly but in one long drive as I went balls deep into her pussy; eliciting a loud groan of contentment from Annabel.

My crouch had got my balance even on the bed as I reached under Annabel and slid my hands across her breasts until her nipples parked themselves in the vee of my fingers. I increased the pressure and gripped her breasts and then we both knew this was going to be a hard, robust ride if I was to coach any more cum out of my empty testicles.

Asoese gripped Annabel's thighs to steady her and at the same time started to lap across her clit and onto my hot meat each time it pulled back out of Annabel's pussy ready for another hard thrust.

Annabel buried her head deep between Asoese's spread thighs and continued to feast on Asoese's succulent pussy.

Now all three of us were strapped in and ready for the ride.

I eased myself back until I could feel the head of my cock just between her lips, and at that very moment Asoese's tongue licked the underside of my glands; and we were off!

I drove hard & extremely deep into Annabel while pulling hard on her nipples as I leveraged myself deep into her hot body. In reply Annabel bite down hard on my old man with her pussy muscles, nearly choking the life out of him before he fully had chance to have fun. My balls slapped against Annabel's mound and the tip of Asoese's tongue. 'Fuck this is going to be tremendous,' thought my mind in the second it took to withdraw again ready for the next thrust. 'Fuck yes!' the thought continued as I slammed back in.

The three of us fucked hard; their tongues, my cock. Annabel felt so good under me; her womanly frame stock solid for this hard fucking that no waif of a thin girl could ever have withstood.

After all of the lovemaking of this evening, and over the past few days Annabel and I both had a need for hard, raw physical sex. And now was the time to satisfy that need.

I pounded the fuck out of her pussy, my thighs slamming hard into those padded ass cheeks and my balls slapping against her pussy. My hand gripped her breasts and my fingers squashed her tender nipples. I was gruntinbg with the effort of fucking this young beauty and she groaned out loud as she tried to absorb my pounding against her. 

She continued to ravage Asoese's pussy as Asoese groaned in pleasure whilst still tonguing Annabel and my cock. The bed springs were starting to add to the noise due to the weight of three of us thrashing around. I was surprised that the resort manager hadn't turned up to complain about the noise in the early hours of the morning; but Emere would have soon taken care of that!

This wasn't going to last long, we weren't being kind to each other; we were driving hard to make each other come. The feel of Asoese's tongue on my sensitive glands & balls was starting to make my feel that I could rustle up a few more drops of cum from my sated balls. The feel of Annabel's tits in my hands, her velvet pussy around my cock, and Asoese's tongue meant I was going to cum. I wanted to cum and satisfy these two ladies as best as I could; I needed to cum as I was never going to be in such a fortunate position ever again. I loved the feel and noise of slapping hard into Annabel; her ass cheeks were just so beautiful. I just couldn't imagine gaining any pleasure from shagging a skinny bony girl.

Asoese & Annabel knew how to pleasure each other as their tongues licked & lashed each other raw; their clitoris's afire with hot and need. Both having an urgent need for immediate release. Both seemed to know when they would start to orgasm. Both timed it to perfection, both started to hump and groan at the same time as the orgasm's started to tear through their bodies.

I grasped out loud as Annabel's powerful pussy muscles gripped my old man like a vice, clamping down hard; but at the same time there was a flush of her juices as she orgasmed around my cock. Then there was the added sensation of Asoese's tongue lapping Annabel's spread lips catching the nectar flowing off the underside of my cock. Her lapping tongue ran along and over my sensitive glands. I have never felt such an amazing sensation; my cock felt so sensitive, the clamping of her pussy, the flow of her juices, Asoese's lapping tongue; my sensitive glands; WOW!

A fifty something guy just can't tolerate or withstand that sort of overwhelming pleasure. My brain went into sensory overload and demanded that my balls offload whatever I had let. My balls were throbbing and my cock was pumping whatever I had left. I felt some cum pump deep into Annabel's pussy, not as much as she deserved, but it was all I could muster from my hammered balls.

"FUCK YES!" I groaned out load as I fired into her and hung onto her heaving body; my fingers cruelly gripping her nipples adding to the stimulation of her orgasm. Asoese's was screaming and lapping at the same time. Her pussy afire as Annabel drank her dry and rubbed Asoese's erect, raw clit at the same time. I had come to a standstill, I had no energy left; I was gasping for breath.

Annabel & Asoese mutually started to ease up on each other's pussies; each of them very sensitive down there; each of them sated from their orgasm; each of them needing oxygen for their gasping lungs.

I gently released Annabel's tender, abused nipples & breasts as I eased my hips backwards to slide my softening cock out of her bruised & hammered pussy. Each of us now starting to feel the abuse we had given each of our bodies. I stepped off the bed and sank into a nearby soft chair as I tried to send my breathing back down to normal. Annabel stood up, turned around and lay back on the bed as each of them cuddled and gave each other small tender, loving kisses as they too caught their breath.

I felt my legs being eased apart and realised that Emere was starting to kneel in front of me. She settled between my now spread thighs and gently cupped my tender balls in one hand. I looked down into her loving eyes and she looked up straight into my eyes as her other hand wrapped her fingers around my semi hard cock. She smiled and then took my old man tenderly between her lips. I jumped a little in the chair, my cock was so sensitive to her touch, her warm tongue felt cool to the heat of my cock; but it also felt very soothing as well. 

Her tongue ran along the underside of my cock which twitched in sensitive appreciation of her administrations. Once my old man had got used to her touch she peeled my foreskin back and started to lick me clean with loving tenderness. The last traces of the blue pills actually started to kick in again; and to my surprise I started to harden a little. There was no way this tired, old, shagged out body of mine would ever in my wildest dreams manage another hard on for this beautiful Pacific lady, but it did its best. Emere smiled up at me knowing that the growing hardness was my appreciation of her loving administrations.




Indecent Proposal Ch. 07



The feel of her tongue around my tender cock was heavenly, her gentle stroking and cupping of my balls was just so relaxing. I settled back in my chair taking in the heavenly vision laid out in front of me. I had a beautiful Pacific beauty on her knees with her lips wrapped around my cock; and then on the bed in front of me was another Pacific beauty kissing and cuddling the woman I had lusted after for 10 years. Fuck, life was perfect. Surprisingly I managed to harden some more on Emere's mouth. 

A couple of minutes later she was done and I was clean. She smiled her best Pacific smile as she eased my cock from her mouth and stood up. She stepped forward and bent down to kiss me. She placed her warm hands on my shoulders and eased down towards my face.

"Thank you Emere," I just had time to say just before her lips sealed on mine. I reached one hand forward to cup a warm tender breast, and the other to stretch forward and slide a finger between her swollen damp pussy lips. Once my finger was coated in some of her juices I eased my finger back towards me and gently rubbed over her clit. Our kiss increased in intensity as I rubbed her clit and she started to grind her hips down in my invading digit. 

Soon we were open mouth kissing as she started to pant; so I wet my finger again in her pussy and rubbed some more. She was now sucking hard on my tongue and lips. I rubbed her nipple between my fingers and started to frig her clit. Two minutes later I felt her hump my finger and shake as an orgasm rocked her body. We eased our kissing as she throbbed through her orgasm and I gently released my grip on her. 

Eventually she gave me a final kiss, stood up and smiled and quietly said "Thank you."

Emere walked over to the bed and kissed both Asoese and Annabel on the lips for several minutes and the other ladies ran their hands over Emere's beautiful body in appreciation. Then Emere broke the kiss and started to slowly kiss her way down Annabel's body.

Annabel rolled onto her back to give Emere open access to her body and Emere moved down onto Annabel's breasts. Asoese eased herself across the bed a little so she could lean over and kiss Annabel some more. At the same time I saw Asoese ease Annabel's hand between her thighs so Annabel could enjoy Asoese at the same time. All of this was very gentle and very intimate as ladies understand each other's needs and feelings so much better than us blokes could ever start to comprehend.

For my part it was my greatest dream come true. Every bloke dreams and wishes to see two women making love to each other; it is probably the greatest male fantasy of all time. But here I was totally shagged out and sated after a night of incredible lovemaking & raw sex; sitting watching three, yes three, ladies make very intimate love to one another right in front of me. I was grateful for my little blue friend that still provided enough stimulation and chemicals for me to be semi hard while I watched the scene in front of me. I spread my legs wide apart, cupped my balls in one hand and gripped my cock in the other, and started a slow wank as I watched the scene unfold in front of me.

Now Emere was heading south across Annabel's stomach as Annabel eased one leg out and bent her knee upwards as a welcoming entrance to greet Emere between her thighs. Emere settled between Annabel's thighs and gently eased her pussy lips apart to get to the small amount of cum that I had injected in there.

For the next twenty minutes these three beautiful ladies made gentle, intimate and at times passionate love to each other. They gently stroked & kissed each other, fingers caressed and probed, tongue danced together, sensitive nipples & breasts were cupped and squeezed. Sighs drifted around the bedroom as gentle mini orgasms were given and accepted. This was a love feast to round out a night of raw sex and lust. I just sat, admired and had a slow wank. I was in heaven; I couldn't speak for the ladies, but I didn't hear any complaints.

Annabel started to hump on the bed as she clamped her thighs tight to Emere's head. Asoese kissed Annabel passionately as she ran her hand across Annabel's breasts. And then Asoese started to hump her hips as Annabel fingered her pussy and clit. I imagined Emere was fingering her own pussy as she brought Annabel off for the final time.

Finally they settled down and Emere climbed up on the bed behind Annabel and they spooned together on the bed enjoying each other's warmth and smooth skin. To be honest I felt left out; but it was a girly moment for the three of them. About five minutes later they had settled down from their mutual orgasms and cuddles so Emere and Asoese eased themselves off the bed. They walked over to me as I stood up to take each one in my arms and kiss them. 

As I kissed each of my Pacific lovers I ran my hands all over their warm bodies one final time to sear the memory of them into my mind forever. I so wanted to get my head between their thighs just one more time; but I would have been like a little boy forever wanting just 'one more time!' I reluctantly let them go as the three of us had a final group hug and they stepped out into the lounge to dress and go home.

I got the spare quilt out of the cupboard and covered Annabel over. I gently lifted her head and placed a pillow under her head before kissing her sleepy lips for the final time to close out the most amazing night of my life. I climbed under the quilt, snuggled up to her and eased my softening cock between her ass cheeks, kissed her warm neck goodnight; and fell into a very deep, very contented deep sleep.



Indecent Proposal Ch. 08



Jeez, I slept deep and long, totally shagged out, and totally satisfied with the warmth of Annabel's body against my chest. Her cute ass insulated my tender balls as we lay spooned together in bed.

Eventually Annabel awoke, turned, looked deep into my eyes, smiled warmly, kissed my forehead and then headed for the bathroom. She enjoyed a long luxuriating shower before finally coming back through wrapped in a thick terry robe. She dialled up a large breakfast order so I headed to the shower myself.

By the time I came out wrapped in my robe a huge feast of fresh fruit, juices, and a cooked breakfast was laid out before us on the verandah table. We smiled lovingly at each other and then tucked into our feast.

Well today was going to be our last day together on the island as all good things must eventually come to an end. We whistled up the boat & a picnic and headed off to the private beach one last time. We enjoyed the day naked soaking up the sun's rays with short dips in the sea to cool off so that our tender bits didn't burn. We hugged & kissed as we swam but neither of us initiated any sex or lovemaking, we were just two workmates, possibly friends, enjoying each other's company. As we swam I enjoyed admiring the beauty of Annabel's naked beauty in front of me.

As we walked out of the water for the final time I thoroughly enjoyed watching Annabel's slow relaxed gait as she walked up the beach, the vision of her lovely ass seared into my eyes and my memory. I had a hard on by the time we reached the towels. The sound of the approaching boat and the sense that sex would spoil the last special day together meant we dried off quickly and dressed; a great big wide grin on my face as I watch Annabel dress for the final time.

It had been an amazing week, beyond my wildest dreams and wanks over the previous months of planning. I had expected Annabel to have been a reluctant participant during the week, only there because the money was needed to fund her family. I had been surprised from the first day on how well she had accepted and participated in whatever I wanted of her. For years I had dreamed of undressing her, admiring her beauty at arms length; to see that beautiful ass that walked past my desk each day at work; to see, feel and taste every inch of her stunning body. But more than being a beauty that I wanted to shag endlessly, I had thoroughly enjoyed her warm & loving personality; and most of all that infectious laugh that resonated through our office every work day. 

As we cruised back to the resort for the final time my eyes were locked on her continuously; thinking her husband was a very fortunate man to have this beautiful woman with such a warm loving personality. I realised that I had been very fortunate to have a week of her company and that the $50,000 plus dollars had been an investment in my current and future happiness as I would have these images & memories seared into my memory for as long as my brain held out in my aging years. I was rock hard with these thoughts as we stepped off the boat back at the resort.

The next few hours passed reluctantly packing and having a final dinner together. The Chef spoilt us with a mighty fine seafood dinner accompanied by a lovely bottle of wine. We chinked glasses together and toasted our week together; each knowing it had come to an end. I looked into Annabel's eyes and wondered if her mind had switched back to reality and the thought of heading home to her husband and children, and a more certain future with $50,000 in their bank account. I was content that I could give them that certainty even though it had been at a price for them. I shut down those thoughts as I smiled at Annabel and reached for her hand as we both drained our wine glasses for the final time.

We checked out, and were then sat in the resort minibus for the ride to the airport. Annabel took my hand and held it gently in her lap as she eased her leg against mine. I turned to look at her in amazement as I had been thinking that her thoughts would have changed on leaving the resort as she slowly started making the adjustment back to her home life. Annabel smiled and burst out laughing as she looked at me.

"What?" I asked.

"The look on your face is a picture," she warmly stated.

"How come?"

"You look like a boy who has to leave the toy shop," she laughed.

"Maybe I am," I laughed back.

"I have thoroughly enjoy this week, and you have been a perfect gentleman," as she squeezed my hand.

I slowly lifted her hand in mine up to my lips and gently kissed the back of her hand as I looked deep into her eyes; enjoying these last few hours to the max with this unbelievable young woman and mother.

I didn't know what to say as I didn't want to say anything that could be misunderstood as linking back to our financial arrangement. I think Annabel had enjoyed our time together over and above the financial reasons for being here. I also think that she had just realised that herself; maybe she had been expecting to be a sex slave for a week catering to the whims and twisted fantasies of an unknown work colleague. I think she had been surprised that it had been me and not a Director or Senior Manager; plus I don't think that I had asked her to do anything that she had not been willing to do. Annabel had certainly satisfied all of my fantasies that I had had of her over the years; plus the two evenings with Emere and Anese had been a bonus over and above my expectations. I was hard again with these memories and the warmth of Annabel's leg against mine. As hard as my mind thought against it, I so wanted to caress her in the back of the minibus as we travelled to the airport.

After checking in and handing over our suitcases we retired to the bar to pass the last 90 minutes before our flight started loading. We shared another bottle of wine and enjoyed each other's company; however we were both quite quiet, lost in our own thoughts of the week, each other, and possibly how we would handle it in the future.

Soon our flight was been called and 20 minutes later we were settled into our seats together. As the plane rotated up off the runway Annabel took my hand and squeezed it. The warmth of her leg pressed against mine as the plane gently turned towards New Zealand and home made me feel very comfortable, relaxed and a little horny.

The stewardess came through with drinks placed on our drop down table. As Annabel sipped her wine her hand slid to my leg and gently stroked it. I turned my head slightly towards her in amazement. She, in turn, turned slightly towards me and smiled as her hand slid to the inside of my thigh and travelled northwards.

I was amazed and hard; nearly choking on my wine.

A rich, peel of laughter filled the plane as Annabel enjoyed my surprise.

God, I loved her laugh; always had, and always will, as her palm coasted over my hardness in my shorts.

Annabel asked a passing Stewardess for a blanket as she was feeling cold. With the great service that Air New Zealand is renowned for, Annabel was quickly handed a warm blanket. Annabel spread the blanket out over our laps under the tables as we finished our wine. Once this was in place she stroked my hardness through my shorts and she leaned back in her seat and let out a contented sigh.

Fuck, I loved this woman! She knew how to tease and care for a man! I looked into her eyes with lust as I had so many times during our week together. She gave my old man a squeeze to show she was feeling the same.

Oh Yes!! I thought, This holiday isn't over yet!

At this time the Stewardess's started to deliver our dinner and I am sure I saw the slight smile on the lips of the nearest Stewardess pulling the trolley down the aisle towards us as she realised what Annabel was doing under the blanket. Annabel and the Stewardess looked directly at each other and smiled. I guessed we wouldn't be disturbed for the rest of the flight.

To make life even more interesting Annabel lifted her left hand off my hardness and slid her hand out from under the blanket to grip my right hand. She slid my hand under the blanket and ran it along the top of her thigh until we reached her knee. She then gently moved my hand to the inside of her leg and eased it an inch or two up her suntanned thigh. 

Annabel let go of my hand, and moved her arm left under the blanket until she had my hardness under her fingertips. With her right hand she opened up her container of salad and removed a sliver of raw carrot which she brought up to her lips. She turned and looked at me with those soft loving eyes of hers and very, very slowly sucked the length of carrot into her mouth and swallowed it whole, whilst at the same time giving my hardness a firm squeeze.

It took all of my self control not to cum in my shorts there and then. This lovely lady, come minx, could still surprise me with her raw sexy, teasing nature.

Well two can play that game, I thought, as I peeled the foil top off the glass of Waiwera Spring Water. My right hand slowly ran up the inside of her warm tanned left thigh pushing up the hem of her summer dress at the same time. I loved the feel & touch of her firm thigh flesh, sensing the heat of her pussy a few inches further up the valley of her thighs. Slowly I lifted the glass of water to my lips as I felt Annabel ease her thighs apart to give me free access to her pussy. I gently squeezed that upper two inches for thigh flesh that feels so smooth, but firm just before a ladies' pussy, the heat emanating from her pussy warmed the back of my hand. I turned to look directly into Annabel's eyes.

There was a need and a hunger there in her eyes; she squeezed my hardness to emphasise that need.

I teased her further by extending out my tongue into the glass until my tongue dipped into the water. Annabel sighed quietly with need; a fire smouldering in her pussy that was threatening to spread throughout her body. She slid down in her seat slightly trying to bring my fingers against her pussy.

Now I might be a bastard at work, but I couldn't tease this beauty any longer; so I rotated my wrist and eased a finger along the ridge of her pussy lips; she sighed loudly making the nearest passengers turn to look at her. I wasn't surprised to find she didn't have any panties on; but in a way I was.

She squeezed my old man to suggest I should continue to move on her pussy. I took a drink of water, one to tease her and secondly because my mouth was desert dry in hot need for this woman. I swallowed a mouthful of water as Annabel's eyes pleaded with me and her hips thrust forward in an effort to drive my finger between her lips.

Her fingers tightened around my length and held tight to tell me to get on with it and get her pussy lips split open by my invading digit.

I obliged.

Annabel tried very hard to stifle a groan.

God, she was so wet; my finger eased straight into her tunnel in one gentle push. I curled my finger upwards to find her sensitive g-spot as my hand pressed firmly over her clit.

Annabel bit her lip trying so hard to contain the passion burning inside of her; while at the same time sliding her hand down to cup my balls through my shorts to communicate her need.

I put my water down to save spilling it as I focused on rubbing the roof of her pussy to stimulate her most sensitive spot on her body. Under the blanket Annabel's hips humped on my finger in her seat.

I leaned sideways and whispered in her ear "Dial it back a bit or we will get complaints."

"Not from me," she huskily groaned back in my ear as she squeezed my cum laden balls once more.

I was so close to cumming.

"Put the meals on the spare table by the window," she huskily instructed me. I did so with my left hand as my right hand was otherwise engaged.

Annabel let go of my prick and reached back to grip my wrist to ease my finger out of her molten pussy. She slid her dress back down over her thighs under the blanket; returned her tray table to the upright position and threw the blanket off her legs.

I looked at her in shock and amazement; my finger soaked in her pussy juices.

"In a minute follow me to the disabled toilet and quietly knock twice on the door," she instructed.

I looked down to check my crotch wasn't showing any dampness as I put my table back in the upright position. Half getting up I looked down the aisle behind me to see the Stewardess' still doling out meals & drinks as they worked their way to the back of the plane.

Easing out of the seat I made my way down the aisle, taking care not to nudge any of the diners. I reached the disabled toilet, looked both ways conspiratorially and knocked twice very gently. The toilet bolt slid back and I opened the door, stepped in and closed the door behind me.

Annabel was kneeling on the toilet seat cover, her dress up around her hips, the straps of her dress off her shoulders, and the top two inches of her dress unzipped from the top between her shoulder blades.

She looked over her shoulder and sexily whispered "Fuck me Daddy, Fuck me one last time," she instructed.

I stared at the beautiful apparition in front of me; knowing that another of my fantasies was about to come true.

"Daddy, I've been a naughty girl and I need to be punished," she breathed in a husky voice, "Fuck me hard and deep Daddy; I'm a bad girl."

With one hand I ensured the door was locked, and with the other I was trying to undo my shorts as fast as I could to release my swollen prick that was bursting to be out of its confinement and buried deep in Annabel's hot, wet pussy for one final and unexpected fuck. It wasn't going to be lovemaking, we were both too turned on for that; and there wasn't time for a gentle romantic interlude. This was going to be a very basic doggy style fuck between a bitch in heat and the local mongrel dog.

Annabel had her forearms up against the wall, her arched back reasonably upright because of the confined space, and had her cute arse turned up as a padded buffer for me to slam my hips against.

I stepped into the space for a wheelchair alongside the toilet and stepped out of my shorts and pants as they hit the floor. My prick was rock hard, throbbing and ready for action with my cum filled balls slung below.

"I'm ready Daddy," from Annabel was all the encouragement I needed as I fed the tip of my prick between her cheeks and pressed it firmly against her pussy lips.

"Yes Daddy," moaned Annabel as my fingertips sank into the flesh of her hips for grip.

"Brace yourself Shelia," I grunted as the typical New Zealand joke about Aussie foreplay.

A rich peel of laughter filled the toilet as Annabel appreciated the joke; quickly followed by a loud groan as I fucked, fully depth, to the hilt into her pussy in one long powerful thrust.

"Oh God Daddy!" she cried, "Fill me one last time."

My fingertips sank into the flesh of her hips to get a firm grip on her as I eased my hips backwards until the tip of my prick was just in contact with her pussy lips.

"Please Daddy, we don't have much time before they finish serving the meal," she instructed.

I wanted this moment to last, it was one of my greatest fantasies, and probably any mans greatest fantasy - to join the Mile High Club. I kept her waiting with my prick just splitting her lips as I reached up to unzip her dress down her back.

"Daddy please!" she begged, her hot pussy needing to feel my man meat deep inside her.

I kept her waiting as I slid both hand under her armpits to seek out her lovely tits one final time.

I loved the way her firm warm flesh filled my hands and her nipples slid between my fingers. Her nipples were like hard bullets as my fingers closed around them as I cupped her breasts in my hands.

"Pleeaassee fuck me Daadddy," she begged.

I increased the grip on her breasts as I slid my prick balls deep upto the hilt into her hot tunnel. We both groaned out loud in utter pleasure and satisfaction.

"Give me all of it," she half begged, half instructed.

I was happy to oblige as I started to saw my hips backwards and forwards as I solidly fucked her hot wet pussy.

"Oh yes Daddy," she groaned as her arms started to absorb the strengths of my thrusts ramming her forward into the toilet bulkhead. Her pussy muscles came into play, gently squeezing my meat as it pistoned in and out. I could feel her hot juices lubricating & oiling my length as I fucked her hard.

Annabel in turn thrust her arse upward to accept my thrusts and pushed back in time with my thrusts as we mutually pounded into each other; my cum-filled balls slapping into the underside of her pussy. We were both starting to sweat in the confines of the toilet as we fucked ourselves silly.

I wasn't going to last much longer, and as much as I wanted to slowly fuck her for the remaining duration of the flight; I knew that wasn't going to be allowed or possible. Instead I squeezed my fingers together trapping her erect, sensitive nipples as I rolled them between my fingers.

"Oh yes," Annabel cried in passion and need as her body reported all of these sensations to her brain.

I picked up the pace as I hauled her backwards by the her breasts pulled tight against her body as I lunged deep into her pussy again and again. My balls slapped against her pussy as my cum started to boil inside.

"Fuck Annabel, you are a truly amazing woman," I praised in open admiration, almost bordering on love as I slammed into her padded arse with my hips.

"Yes Daddy" she groaned as she squeezed my meat hard with her pussy. I nearly came there and then.

Taking a chance at this late stage of our fucking, I took one hand off her breast and thrust it between her thighs in a frantic search for her clit. I wanted to give her an orgasm to remember me by. My hand thrust between her warm thighs seeking out the heat of her pussy. Her thighs were slick with her juices pouring from her pussy as we fucked. My middle finger soon found her spread lips and my prick pistoning in and out. A slight adjustment upwards and I found her erect, exposed, hard clit. Her sudden hump upwards also told me I had found her love button as she groaned out loud.

The thrusting of her hips drove my fingertip hard backwards & forwards against her sensitive clit. Annabel started to bring herself off on my fingers. Her pussy seemed to get even wetter and hotter as I stimulated her clit with my rough fingertip.

"FUCK DADDY," she yelled out too loud, "I am going to cum."

I didn't care if the rest of the passengers heard us or not. What could they do? Throw us off at 30,000ft? I smiled as I continued to fuck her hard, knowing that this was going to be my last two minutes of fucking this amazing woman.

I squeezed hard on her nipple, and started to frig her clit with my fingertip as I kept slamming hard against her arse. Annabel was now been pounded mercilessly against the bulkhead.

"OH GOD DADDY I AM CUMMING," she screamed, as her pussy clamped down hard on my prick almost bringing me to a standstill and making my eyes water. Her hips slammed up and down violently as her orgasm tore through her. I struggled to hold her and my grip on her breast and clit increased to steady her. This additional stimulation and possibly pain only triggered her senses up another notch in response. I hung on.

Two final thrusts were all I could manage before I groaned out loud myself and slammed deep into her climaxing pussy one final time as my balls let go. My hot cum surged up my prick and splashed deep into the depths of her hot molten pussy. Annabel hips just continued to hump on the end of my prick; her buttocks rubbing up and down my hips as her head sank against the bulkhead. Rope after rope filled her, my hot prick throbbing.

Our bodies were still throbbing of their own accord as we both eased down from our orgasms. My rock hard prick felt as if it was in a furnace; the heat of Annabel's sodden pussy was just unbelievable. I was still buried up to the hilt inside her as my prick continued to throb trying to send every single last drop of cum into her hot throbbing pussy. I knew our time together was over, and I had accepted that before boarding the plane. This final, urgent, passionate fuck was truly an unexpected added bonus that also ticked off my fantasy of The Mile Club. But still holding Annabel with one hand cupping her full breast, my other hand trapped between her juice covered thighs, and my prick still deep inside her; made it very hard for me to finally let go of this beautiful woman in my arms.




Indecent Proposal Ch. 08



Chapter 8: Fallout

Rich's words linger in my mind as I walk back into the living room. Adam and Jonah are still in full gamer battle. I step in front of them to get their attention. I know this is bad form but I also know this is the only way to get it.

"I'm putting the phone on speaker so Jonah can hear you, Adam is here too," I say into the phone setting it on the ottoman. "Tell me what happened."

"Dad called, asked if I had heard from mom," Rich's voice echoes through the room. "I told him I hadn't and asked the usual questions. Did you call her cell phone? He said yes, it went straight to voicemail. Did she leave a note? Yes, it said she was not coming back until I apologized to Jonah and Jacob. I asked what he was supposed to be apologizing for and he said he wasn't exactly sure."

"He wasn't sure?" Jonah's voice mirrors the anger I feel. 

"Did something happen at dinner?" Rich asks in his lawyer voice. It is the voice he uses when he knows the answer but wants you to say it in your way, so that he can use it against you.

"You know damn well what happened last night, so you can cut the cross examination bullshit," Jonah snaps at him. "We don't know where mom is. She called earlier to check on Jake but I was not in the mood for excuses and apologies so I wasn't on the phone with her for very long."

"You understand this is all your fault right? Both of you. You're so selfish. Have you ever once thought about what the decisions you are making does to others? It wasn't enough to announce, proudly, that you were having sex for money, now you're in this disgusting relationship." 

I can hear the finger quotes Rich is throwing into that word. "We will get in contact with mom and make sure she's alright. In the meantime you need to think about the things you just said. We are adults living on our own. We have been out of mom and dad's house for three years. Making our own money, taking care of ourselves and each other. It is not our problem that you feel uncomfortable with our choice of career or our dating situation. That is your problem. Figure out a way to get over it, or don't. Whatever. I'll make sure mom calls you." I press end on the phone's screen. 

I look at Jonah and his face is red with fury. I look at Adam and his is red from embarrassment. "I'm sorry," I smile in Adam's direction.

"I am going to go. Unless you need me to stay?" Adam says. 

Jonah and I both shake our heads no. 

"Am I wrong?" I ask Adam as I'm walking him to the door. "I mean, I know you've been pretty cool about all this but, are you uncomfortable with it?"

Adam stops and turns to me. "I thought you were sleeping together all along. I've had years to figure out whether or not that bothered me. In the end, I decided none of it was any of my business. So no, I don't think you're wrong. But. Family is always affected by the choices we make. Whether we like it or not. You're going to have to make them understand this one. The only other options are continue to fight about it or cut all ties. And I don't think either of you want that."

"And they say you are a dumb jock." I give him a wry smile. 

"Who says that?" 

"Or was it that you look like a dumb jock, I don't remember the exact words." I hug him. "Thank you. I'll call you soon." 

"Dork." Adam returns the hug. 

I make my way back to the living room where I've left Jonah. I hear his voice before I enter the room. "Hey mom, it's Jonah. Give us a call when you get the chance." He sets the phone down and looks up at me. "I keep getting voicemail."

"She'll call back." I assure him. And as I am saying it Jonah's phone rings. "Hello? Where are you?" Jonah asks as he's putting his phone on speaker and setting it on the ottoman. 

"I had to get away for a bit," mom says. "I need you to know that the doctor was not my idea. Your father did that without my knowledge. Please make sure you tell Jake that."

"I can hear you mom, you're on speaker," I tell her. "So are you back home then?"

"No. I am at grandma and grandpa's."

"Dad and Rich have called looking for you," Jonah tells her.

"I will call them," mom says. "I haven't told anyone why I'm here. All they know is that John, your father, and I are having a disagreement."

"Are you?" I ask. "In disagreement with him?"

There is a long silence. "Yes. And no," she finally says. "You are my children, I will always want what's best for you. I have always been happy that you are best friends. I have always admired how much you take care of each other. But I don't understand how that turned into what it has. If you are asking me if I think that your relationship is wrong, yes. But I do not agree with how your father is going about trying to help you."

"That is the issue, mom," I say as calmly as I can. "We don't need help."

She does not respond. 

"I understand, that as our parents, you feel like you're responsible for our choices. But you aren't. Jonah and I are not going to fall out of love because you or dad or a professional sexuality shrink tells us to. You know love doesn't work that way. The more you try to pull us apart the more we will fight to stay together. If you can't accept us as a couple, that's fine. Just know that we are more than willing to walk away from everything we know just to be together," I say the words fast and strong.

Jonah is smiling at me with pride. This is the Jacob he's used to. The strong, confident one. I lost him for a minute, dealing with my own acceptance. But he's back now and I feel strongly about everything I have said.

Mom doesn't speak. 

"Hello?" Jonah checks to see if she's still there.

"Yeah, I'm here," she answers.

"Just do me a favor and call dad and Rich and tell them where you are," Jonah says.

"I will," she assures him. "Goodnight boys." Her voice has a sadness to it. 

"Goodnight," Jonah and I say at the same time. I reach down and make sure the call has ended.

"We have to get ready for our appointment," Jonah reminds me that we're working tonight. 

Although we are on the sex worker side of escorting, every now and then we get called on to be a client's plus one at a party or event. This usually means only one of us is hired. Tonight we have both been hired as dates for a wedding. These are not our favorite appointments and we rarely take them, but we're in the mood for something different and weddings usually mean free food, free alcohol and guaranteed sex. And we make more money.

This is not a black tie wedding, and I am thankful I do not have to wear a tux. Jonah looks great in his dark blue suit, and I can only assume I look good too (I'm his twin right?). We arrive at the Four Seasons Hotel in Beverly Hills and meet our clients in the lobby. My date, Emily, has on a light blue dress that matches the blue tie she asked me to wear. Jonah's date, Jennifer, is in grey, matching the tie she requested he wear. 

The wedding is informal and I am glad for the lack of preachy religious nonsense that usually accompanies the ceremony of it all. The officiant keeps things light and on track and we are ushered into a holding area while they clear chairs and set up for the reception. As predicted drinks flow freely and we are never without a full glass of something alcoholic. Emily and Jennifer are fun and keep us on the dance floor for most of the night. Jennifer is grinding against Jonah seductively and he mirrors her movements. Emily is a little more reserved though she's dancing fairly close to me, despite the uptempo song blaring out of the giant speakers to the side of us.

Emily guides us toward Jonah and Jennifer and leans in to whisper something in Jennifer's ear. Jennifer nods at her.

"We have a room here," Emily says in my ear. I nod and wait for her to lead me out of the ballroom. Jonah and Jennifer are close behind us. "You're okay with a little group action?" Emily says in a low, seductive voice as the four of us step into the elevator. I wonder internally just what kind of group action these girls are up for. We're either about to have a full on orgy or mild vanilla sex in proximity to each other. The doors open on the fifteenth floor. Jennifer leads us down a long hallway and stops at a door, sliding her keycard into the lock and opening it without so much as a fumble.

We step into a single room with two double beds. Jennifer pushes Jonah onto one of them and Emily leads me to the other. So, it's going to be the vanilla kind of orgy. I focus all of my attention on my date despite my desire to watch Jonah make out with his. Emily's lips are soft and she tastes like red wine. My fingers find the zipper on the back of her dress and I pull on it, opening it in the back. My hands cup her breasts and she grinds into me, straddling my waist. She pulls her dress over her head revealing lacy black panties and matching black bra. Her nipples harden under the material and I reach behind her back to unhook it. The elastic releases and she lets if fall onto her arms. 

Next to me I hear Jennifer moan and I glance to the side toward the sound. She and Jonah are already naked and Jennifer is riding him like a bucking bronco. I turn my attention back to Emily and smile at her. As I run my fingers over the slit of her vagina I can feel the wetness through the material of her panties. She is unbuttoning my shirt and I do my best to pull down on the elastic to remove her thong without disrupting her task. My dick is throbbing in my briefs as Emily grinds against me. She has managed to remove my shirt but leave my tie on. Maybe not so vanilla, I smile at the thought.

My pants and underwear are the next to be discarded and I quickly roll a condom onto my rock hard cock. Emily is watching the action next to us. A quick glance and I see that Jennifer is now on all fours with Jonah fucking her from behind. Jennifer is making all sorts of wonderful noises and I know how she feels. Emily and I have not even begun to fuck yet and Jonah is already on his second move. Suddenly it's a competition and I slide my dick into Emily's wet pussy, bringing her attention back to me. She is tight and warm. Her breasts bounce up and down as she rides me and I have to concentrate to keep from coming too soon. 

Before I lose control I grab Emily's hips and turn her so that she is lying on her side. I lay down behind her and pull her leg up over my waist giving me full access to her still wet pussy. Emily squeaks with joy as my dick slides back into her and my fingers play with her nipples and clit. I can feel the walls of her vagina constrict and I know that she is at her breaking point. My hips move against her ass. My fingers continue to toy with pressure points on her breasts and clitoris. "Yes!" she calls out and convulses around me. With one final thrust I let go of my control and cum, feeling every bit of it as it travels through me.

"You sure you can't stay?" Jennifer asks in a voice that she clearly uses to get men, and probably women, to do whatever she wants them to. 

"Sorry, we can't," I say it this time, Jonah has already said it twice.

When we climb into my bed I am exhausted but do not want to go to sleep. Jonah and I are face to face, our grey eyes staring into each other's souls. 

"Do you think mom talked to dad, or Rich?" Jonah asks.

"You want to talk about that now?" I answer.

"Not really," he says and closes the space between us. Our lips move together and I pull him as close to me as I can. I feel every bit of him against my skin. His warmth makes me feel safe and wanted and hungry all at once. My body responds to his touch as his fingers trace down my side and his hand rests on my ass. We lay like this until we fall asleep.



Indecent Proposal Ch. 08



But everything unfortunately has to come to an end; I hugged her as we both struggled to regain our breath, then I leaned forward to kiss her bare neck.

"Thank you Annabel, you have been and are an amazing & beautiful woman." I praised her in sincere admiration.

"Well thank you Daddy," she whispered back.

I reluctantly released her breast and she eased her thighs apart to release my other hand. Finally I started to ease my now softening, spent prick out of her cum-filled hot & battered pussy.

Annabel eased herself stiffly off the toilet seat, stretched to loosen up and turned to face me. Her hot sweat covered face glowed with a very satisfied 'just fucked' look. She leant forward and passionately kissed me long and hard. I wrapped my arms around her for one final squeeze of her stunning arse. 

It had to end so I gave her arse a very firm slap and instructed "Get dressed" with a beaming smile on my face.

Annabel smiled and started to sit on the toilet seat while I freshened myself up in the sink and got dressed. I couldn't resist giving her another final kiss before undoing the bolt to step out and leave Annabel to relock the door so she could tidy herself up and hopefully change the 'just fucked' look into something more suited to an airline passenger before leaving the toilet.

As I stepped out of the toilet I came face to face with our helpful Stewardess who had a big beaming smile across her face.

"That was quite a performance to clear the meal trays away to Sir," she laughed.

I must have looked horrified & embarrassed as she laughed even harder. "Welcome to the Club Sir," she congratulated me and hinted at her own membership. At any other time I would have wished to have ask her to assist my membership of the Mile High Club, surely knowing I wouldn't have the courage to have asked her.

"I would recommend taking your seat and recovering your composure Sir as we are about to begin our descent into Auckland," she calmly instructed in her best Air New Zealand Stewardess voice.

I got some looks from other passengers as I carefully walked back to my seat. Some looks were frosty, but most were envious of what I had achieved. I just hoped they would treat Annabel with respect when she walked back to her seat.

My balls felt tender & bruised as I squeezed myself back into my seat, but no complaints about the cause!

The Pilot announced we were starting our descent and that everyone should return to their original seats just as Annabel had emerged from the toilet.

Her face was still glowing, but she looked dignified and a beauty as she sat down.

She turned to face me and said "The Stewardess congratulated me on my membership of the Club; I didn't know where to look."

"Neither did I," I replied "when she said the same to me. I think we livened up her flight."

We smiled at one another in shared amusement and satisfaction as the nose lowered and we started to head back down to earth in more ways than one.

We touched down safely and rolled to a stop at the terminal. As people stood and started to make their way off the plane Annabel kissed me and said "Thank you for being a real Gentleman this week; I thoroughly enjoyed myself". At this she stood, retrieved her hand luggage from the overhead locker and started making her way off the plane.

I followed her off the plane and followed her at a distance admiring her lovely legs; back to normal, admiring from a distance.

I hung back in the duty free for half an hour to allow Annabel to reunite with her family in arrivals without giving her husband an opportunity to recognise me from the works functions. That knowledge was for Annabel to handle in whichever way suited them best as a couple.

As I finally drove home I wondered how they would handle this week as a couple. I hoped that the $50,000 they now had would remain as a positive bonus and help in their married lives together. I hoped that it won't cause the pain as in the Demi Moore / Richard Gere film Indecent Proposal on which this week had been based.

Well back to work tomorrow with more than just a suntan to show for my week in Fiji.



Indecent Proposal Ch. 09



Chapter 9: Compromises 

I wake to Jonah's lips on my skin and my body is immediately alert. He traces my chin and neck with his tongue, travels down to my collarbone and chest, and leaves goosebumps all over my body when he reaches my navel. Adrenaline is coursing through me and I jolt as his lips and tongue trail my cock from base to tip. He gently takes me by the hips and turns me over. His weight against my back pushes me further into the soft mattress. His hard cock rests in the crack of my ass and I want him inside me, now.

He kisses the back of my neck and trails kisses down my spine. When he reaches the small of my back his tongue plays with the dimples over my ass cheeks and I convulse under him. My fingers grasp the pillow under me as he runs his wet tongue between the crack of my ass down to my hole. He licks and nibbles and pushes against the opening and I press into him. "Fuck me," I beg. His tongue does not stop its assault on my hole. "Please Jonah, I need you inside me," I am desperate. My hole is numb with stimulation and my dick is throbbing under me like it has its own heartbeat.

Jonah pulls me up onto my knees. He is going so slow I think he might be deliberately torturing me. "Please," I beg again. Jonah's hard cock opens my hole and my breathing heightens in anticipation. He slowly slides into me until I feel his balls against my ass cheeks. Jonah's hips move against me and I feel it inside me. "Yes," I encourage him, but he continues his slow torture of my senses. His fingers wrap around my hard-on and I am unsure how long I will be able to hold on to my control. "God Jonah," I can't help but call out his name as I come alive. "Fuck!" I scream out and lose all control. My ass tightens around Jonah's dick and I can feel him pulsating. "Jacob," he says my name as he finds his own release.

"You're amazing." I bring Jonah's face to mine and put everything I am feeling into a long, passionate kiss. 

"As much as I would love to do this all day, we should probably get out of bed," Jonah says with a sigh.

"I guess," I say in my best bratty child voice.

My phone rings as we're about to have breakfast and when I see it's my mother I am tempted to let it go to voicemail. "Hi mom." I answer it. 

"Hi," she responds with surprise. "I didn't think you'd answer."

"Did you talk to dad, or Rich?" I try not to be cold but I'm not good at masking my feelings.

"Yes," she answers but does not offer more.

"Are you home now?" I press.

"No, I'm still at grandma's, your father is being impossible."

I put the phone on speaker and set it on the table between us. 

"What did he say when you talked to him?" I ask.

"He insists that you need professional help and he is not going to give up on trying to get you to see someone. He says that he will do whatever it takes."

"Hold on a sec mom," I press the mute button. "I'm going to conference in dad, are you ready for this or should we finish breakfast first?" I ask Jonah.

"Let's get it over with now," he suggests.

I take mom off mute and explain what I'm doing. Dad answers on the second ring and I am honestly surprised he took my call. "Hi dad, I've got mom on the line and you're on speaker so you have Jonah and I."

"We've said it before but I think it is worth repeating. Jonah and I are adults. Legally living on our own. We pay our own bills and make our own money. There is absolutely nothing we rely on you for, financially. That fact is important to understand because we can, and are willing to, cut all ties with the entire family. You cannot legally force us into anything we do not agree to. You know this, dad, it is basic law. Unless we are reliant on you to live, having you pay for college, food, cars. Basic essentials. You have zero right to dictate what we do or why." I pause to take a breath and see if either of them have anything to say.

"Unless what you are doing is illegal," dad says.

"You cannot seriously believe that any judge will hear your case if you bring us up on legal charges. We are not hurting anyone. Despite how you feel about our relationship," Jonah replies. "And again, why is it any of your business what we do in the privacy of our home? We are not under your roof and your rules no longer apply."

"Will you agree to at least talk to someone about it?" mom asks.

"Why? What is it you think they're going to say, or do, that will change how we feel about each other?" Jonah says.

Neither of them has an answer.

"I am trying not to give out ultimatums, but it seems to be the only way you are going to understand what we're saying here. If this continues, if we are ambushed by random therapists or threatened with legal action. If you continue this bullshit rouse of a separation. We will not hesitate to cut you out of our lives. Zero contact," I say with as much power and authority as I can muster.

"We will make one compromise though," Jonah says. "We will keep it between us. The rest of the family does not need to know. We won't parade around holding hands and showing off. Again."

"Your mother and I will talk and we'll let you know what we decide." Dad is still holding on to his authority, although he knows deep down he has none. 

"Whatever you say dad," I stand my ground. "Bye."

A week later we are at our parent's table for our weekly dinner. There is quiet tension and sporadic conversation. None of which includes us. Rich and dad are back to shop talk about the law firm and mom is listening like she's interested, but she never truly is. 

"Anything new with you two?" mom asks during another painful lull in the Rich and John Lawyer Talk show. 

I search my brain for something to tell her that does not involve work or Jonah. "Adam and Ashley broke up," I say.

"That's too bad." mom is at least trying. "Any particular reason?"

"Adam didn't really say," I answer.

"I think he's finally figured out he's in love with Nathan," Jonah chimes in.

We leave dinner just after helping clear the table with the excuse of having a client that night. Which is true but what we did not say was that we scheduled it that way on purpose.

"That was awkward," Jonah says when we are in the car.

"I think we need to make a new compromise," I say. "Only holidays and birthdays. No more weekly dinners. We can't talk about work, we can't talk about each other. There's only so much bullshit we can dance around every week."

"Agreed," Jonah replies.

Our new client lives in the South Bay. The cool ocean air is calming and I stand still for a moment letting it wash over me. Refreshed and ready to work I follow Jonah to the front door. Wes greets us with a laid back hello and invites us in. He is tan and fit, blonde hair dyed by the sun rather than a bottle. His house is full bachelor pad, with mismatched furniture that is well worn but looks comfortable. There are surf boards hanging from the walls and trophies sitting on a shelf. A surf champion. 

Wes offers us beers and we accept gratefully. 

"Pro surfer?" Jonah points his beer bottle in the direction of Wes's trophy shelf.

"Semi-pro," Wes answers. "Still trying to get sponsors. And I'm working my way through college, so, not as much time to put into it as I'd like."

"What are you studying?" I ask, because it's polite.

"Law," Wes replies. 

Somehow I knew that was the answer I was going to get. "Cool."

"Should we take this to the bedroom?" Wes suggests. Jonah and I take one last swig of our beers and follow him.

Wes is quietly confident and he seems to be perfectly happy taking the lead, so we let him. I stand behind him and rest my hands on his waist while he leans into Jonah, kissing his neck and chin. Jonah's eyes are on mine and I feel the intensity of his gaze before my sight is blocked by Wes's head. I bring myself back to the moment and kiss Wes's neck and shoulders, tracing my fingers up his well-toned stomach. My fingers wrap around the hem of Wes's shirt and I pull it over his head. 

I continue to kiss the back of his neck as he and Jonah make out in front of me. My fingers brush against Jonah's as we both go to remove Wes's board shorts. The touch shoots electricity through me, as usual. Wes tilts his head back against my chest and lets us continue to assail him with light kisses. I let Jonah work on Wes's shorts while I remove my own shirt and jeans. I run my hand over the bulge in Wes's briefs and he pushes against me, encouraging me to continue. My lips are pressed against his neck and I feel Jonah's breath close to me as he runs his tongue over Wes's adams apple. I move closer and seek out Jonah's tongue, tasting his sweetness. Before we get wrapped up in our own pleasure I turn back to Wes.

"Who would you like first?" I ask. 

"Whoever's ready," he answers.

I nod to Jonah and he swiftly puts on a condom and readies Wes's hole. Wes lays between us and I feel him press against me as Jonah enters him. Wes's hard dick pokes into my stomach and his soft moans and short breaths tickle my skin. He is in complete ecstasy and I know how he feels. Wes's body slams against me and Jonah groans loudly as he cums.

There are many things we have become expertly precise in. Condom removal is one thing we've perfected. Jonah heads to the bathroom and back just as Wes turns around and I am sliding my condom covered cock into his freshly fucked ass. Wes presses against me, taking all of me into him. I roll my hips and pull in and out of him, feeling his ass constrict and pulsate. I open my eyes and look at Jonah as I fill the condom with my cum. When I return from my own quick bathroom trip Wes is stroking his own hard-on with Jonah sitting quietly next to him. I look at my brother and raise an eyebrow at him.

"I was just asking your brother what it would take to get you to fuck each other," Wes answers my unasked question.

The words wash over me in a rush of emotions. Before any of them can overtake my thoughts I make my way to where Jonah is sitting. I crawl between his legs and pull him onto my lap holding my gaze on his. He leans down and presses his lips against mine. My body shudders and my dick stands at attention. He carefully sits down on me letting the entire length slide into him. We move together as he rides me and I pump in and out of him. We kiss and moan and pull at each other's skin with our fingers. My blood rushes from my toes to my head to my dick and I throw my head back as my dick shoots cum all over the walls of Jonah's ass.

The ride home is quiet and I cannot get Wes's words out of my head. What would it take to bring us together? Three months ago the answer was fifty grand. Today there is nothing in the world that can keep us apart.



Indecent Proposal Ch. 10



Chapter 10: One Year Later

I wake up in bed and my hands instinctively search for Jonah. He isn't there. I sit up and survey the room. Our room. It used to be mine, but now it's both of ours. We turned the office into a closet and his room into our office. Whatever. The point is the room is empty and I am beginning to panic. Just as I am about to jump off the bed and search for him, Jonah enters the room carrying a tray of food.

"Sorry, I wanted to surprise you," he notices the look of panic on my face. "Happy Anniversary."

All the tension and fear is replaced with joy. "Happy Anniversary." I smile as Jonah sets the tray on the bed in front of me. A bottle of Moet, two glasses of orange juice, eggs, bacon. And two red roses. 

Jonah pours champagne into the half full glasses of orange juice and hands me one. He takes the other and we toast to each other. There are so many things I'd like to do aside from eat in this moment but I love that he's made the effort so I suppress my desires. 

"A year, can't believe it's gone by so fast," I say as I nibble on a piece of bacon.

"I know, it's crazy," Jonah replies.

Jonah moves the tray from the bed to the floor and I offer to take it to the kitchen. "Leave it," he says and climbs onto me. No matter how much time has passed his touch sends my body into fits and when his lips lightly brush mine every nerve ending comes to life. My heart aches for him constantly, but never more than when he is so close. My fingers press against the back of his neck and I push his head forward mashing our lips together. My tongue toys with his and I taste champagne, orange juice, bacon and Jonah. My dick is throbbing and I trace my fingers over his hole. He sucks in a breath and moans into me as I slide my middle finger into his ass. 

Jonah reaches behind him and carefully guides my hard cock into his hole. His eyes stare into mine and I feel his ass cheeks against my pelvis as he takes all of me inside him. I shift my weight and lay him onto his back. His legs wrap around my waist and I move my hips forward and back gently pulling in and out of him, feeling every bump and crevice, watching as his face reflects the pleasure I am giving him. My breathing quickens and my heart beats faster as I lose myself in the moment. I call out his name with all the love and desperation I have coursing through me as my orgasm makes my entire body shake and convulse.

Our lips move together and I try to catch my breath. Jonah sits up pulling me with him and continues the movement until I am laying on my back. He pulls my legs over his waist and runs a finger over my hole before slowly sliding his dick into me. I feel every inch of him as he glides in and out of me, hitting every button possible. I cry out in pleasure as his dick hits my prostate over and over until I am writhing under him and begging him to stop but don't stop. He is whispering incoherently into my ear and I feel his cum splash against the walls of my ass. 

I fall asleep with Jonah laying on top of me. His weight is a comfort and I revel in it. We wake up ready for more and it isn't long before he is on all fours in front of me, ass in the air, open and ready for me to slide my dick inside. I tease the opening with my tongue making his skin shudder and his back arch. "Please Jake," he begs. I don't stop. His ass puckers as I run my tongue over it. "God," he calls out. I kiss his hole, nibble his ass cheeks gently, and decide it's time to let him have what he wants.

He lets out a deep groan as my dick slides inside him. I hold on to his hips and pump in and out of him until my dick is throbbing so hard it hurts and I have to let go. Before I can catch my breath I am on my stomach with Jonah laying on top of me. 

This continues throughout the day. We take turns fucking and being fucked, until our asses are numb and our dicks are raw. By the end of the night my lips are sore and my tongue is tired and I could not be any happier.

Two weeks later...

Adam and Nathan have invited us to dinner to celebrate our birthdays and we are sitting in their dining room having had our fill of food and wine. Adam has been unusually quiet. 

"Let me help you," I offer as he gets up to clear the table. "Everything okay?" I ask when we are alone in the kitchen.

He looks at me and smiles. It is a genuinely happy smile but has a tinge of sadness. "Come on," he motions for me to follow him back into the dining room. "Sit," he nods toward my chair and I do as I'm told, unsure of what the hell is going on. Adam stands behind Nathan and puts his hands on his shoulders. Nathan looks up at him and the way they look at each other and smile makes me want to cry and cheer at the same time. "We're engaged."

I jump out of my chair and attack both of them with hugs and kisses. "Holy shit you had me scared. I thought something was wrong."

"That's amazing, congratulations," Jonah says from across the table. We are smiling and giddy for them. They are much more subdued.

"What's with the somber faces?" I ask.

"We just don't want you to think we're rubbing it in," Nathan says quietly.

Oh. I feel guilty. "Don't do that. Don't measure your happiness on what we can and can't do. I'm happy for you, we're happy for you." I look at Jonah and he nods in agreement.

"We want you to be our best men," Adam says with a grin. "You okay with that?"

"Yes," Jonah answers. "Are you? I mean, who the hell knows what kind of shenanigans Jake and I will conjure up for your bachelor party."

Adam and Nathan look at each other in mock horror. "Oh, shit." 

Thanksgiving...

We have agreed to only attend major holiday functions after several attempts at weekly dinner failed miserably. As usual mom has outdone herself on the food and the table is quiet as we shove our faces full of turkey, stuffing, potatoes. The works. Rich is helping mom clear plates and bring in dessert, which is usually my job. He is acting as if he's the king of the world now that Jonah and I are on our parent's permanent shit list. Mom is handing out pieces of pumpkin pie when our grandmother starts her usual assault.

"Have you met anyone?" 

I give her credit. She's at least changed her tactics, dropping the gender specifications from the inquiry. 

"Yes," Jonah answers her. "I have met someone very special. He makes me really happy and I cannot imagine being with anyone else, ever."

"Oh." Grandmother is intrigued. Everyone else is staring at Jonah like he's grown a third head. "And you, Jake?" she asks.

"I have met someone too," I answer her. The table has become a chorus of forks angrily scraping against dessert plates. 

"Well when do we get to meet these people?" Grandmother is oblivious.

"They're talking about each other mom," my aunt yells next to her. 

Grandmother looks at her. "Each other what?"

My aunt slams her fork down sending pumpkin pie pieces flying across the table. She points to me and then to Jonah and says slowly "They. Are. Fucking. Each. Other."

"That's not true," grandmother protests.

Jonah stands and motions for me to do the same. He takes my hand in his. "It's been great but we're going to go now. Enjoy your holidays." He leads me out of the room and out of the house. 

One week later...

Jonah has planned a trip away for Christmas and New Year's, just the two of us. I do not know where we are going until we get to the airport and Jonah stops at the gate marked "Los Angeles to Paris."

"France." I smile at him and hope that my face shows how happy I am since I can't jump into his arms and kiss him like I want to.

We land in Paris and my head is on a swivel checking out all the scenery as we pass small cafes and old buildings and the Eiffel Tower. Our hotel is in the center of the city, a modern building in the midst of historical structures. A bellboy leads us to the elevator and shows us our top floor room, making sure to point out the perfect view of the entire city including the Tower. "Romantique," he says in his French accent. He leaves Jonah and I standing at the window.

"Let's find somewhere to eat," Jonah suggests.

As we walk down the cobblestone streets I cannot help but wrap my fingers around Jonah's and pull him closer to me. The city is as advertised. Beautifully romantic and filled with couples celebrating their love. We are just another couple in the midst of many. 

We find a small cafe and sit at a table. Jonah speaks a small amount of French so I let him order for us. When we return to our room I am exhausted and full of French food and French wine. I sit down on the bed and Jonah kneels in front of me. 

"I know that we cannot ever truly be married," he says, taking my hand. "But I want you to know that if we could, I'd take you as my husband, to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, till death do us part."

My heart constricts and I fight off tears. He places a plain platinum band onto the middle finger of my left hand.

"I know it's the wrong finger, I did it on purpose," he says.

Tears roll down my cheeks and I lean into him. "I love you with all my heart," I say between kisses. "To have and to hold. In sickness and in health. Till death do us part."

"We'll never be able to live happily every after," Jonah says after a short silence. "But I think maybe a place like this could handle a love like ours."

"I don't know if there's anywhere in the world that can handle our love," I say. "But I'm pretty sure I no longer care."

THE END