The Princess and the Pauper Pt. 08

13

"What the fuck all did you buy? That's more than a couple butt plugs." I humorously quiz.

"Hurry home, I'm as hornier than when you first doggied me, or while Cliff was watching, I need another of your fantastic fucks. No, one won't be enough." Chantelle unbuttons enough of her dress to exposes and tweak her nipples.

"I propositioned Sharon, I was confident, direct and aggressive. She begged me to finger fuck her, right there in the store; I had her begging." Chantelle twists her enlarged nipples.

"My gawd, I've never been so wet." She pulls two fingers out of her pussy and delicately licks them.

"You propositioned Sharon?"

"Oh, hell ya, it was salacious, I was aggressive, seductive, like you suggested, I teased her verbally." Her fingers disappeared again.

"I picked up a double dildo, I rubbed on me, then her."

Chantelle was slouched down in the seat, legs as wide as the Vette's compact space permitted. 2 of her right fingers rubbing her pussy lips, her left pinching, twisting, and stretching her nipple, she turned her head to look at me, her eyes were lust filled.

"Oh Brian, it was intoxicating, I got her extremely horny, I let her lick my pussy juice from my fingers, she tried attacking me; wanting me to do her right there."

Chantelle's fingers were squishing, left hand on her nipples right hand fucking her cunt; my dick responding to the exciting display of carnal masturbation. I was in busy traffic so nowhere to pull over with any resemblance of privacy. I was resigned to only witness her have a masturbation climax. In order at least participate, my right hand fondled her left breast.

"She admitted they need to spice up their sex life; I convinced her she needs to feel a real man, my man, you, to fuck her, give her a multiple." Chantelle's fingers are barely moving, sliding along her labia, middle finger in her slot, the next two on either side of her shiny wet lips. She's squeezing and tugging her flaps more than fingering her cunt.

"She's willing to cheat on Cassie, it got wild, as we both got hornier, I remained in control, I felt dominate. I made her agree to submit to me, to be bound, gagged, spanked, and sodomized. I walked away; left her on the verge. That's why I wanted her to see me fucking with you on the car."

Chantelle presented her wet, pussy juice covered fingers to me, I licked and sucked them, as I drove.

"Damn Brian, it was wickedly provocative. I've never done anything like that, but WOW, it was liberating." Chantelle wiggles in the seat.

"Hurry up Brian, I want you, not my fingers. I also bought a long double dildo."

"I'm hard too, that sounds so exciting."

"Want me to suck you?"

"No, it's only a couple minutes more."

"So, are you willing to share your ex's?"

"Hell ya, with you, that will be spectacular."

She stretches across to kiss my cheek.

As we pull into the garage, the overhead door closes behind us, she drops her dress off her shoulders, kicking it aside.

"Fuck me like at the sex store, on the back of the car."

She splays herself on the trunk, I drop my pants, my arms under, around her legs, forcing them wide and up. I slide into her sopping waiting cunt, squatting slightly, so my upward thrusts are directly hitting her g spot. My arms keeping her legs up, fondling her tits as we fuck.

"You're like drinking salt water, my thirst only increases."

"OH, Brian I'm cumming already, that sexual excursion with Sharon got me so frikkin horny."

"Ohhh, uhhh, huuuhhh. Ahhh." Her fingernails rake lightly across my back.

"Ohhh myyy gaaawd Briaaan, youurrr sssoooo gguuuuud."

"Uh, RIGHT THERRRE, LIIKE THAAAAT, AAAAHHHH!" I lift her from the car, her legs and arms wrap around me, holding on tight. She continues moaning, hips thrusting. quivering through a tumultuous multiple. I walk into the house, bouncing her with every other step.

"Oh, fuck, Brian, your so guuuuud. Geezzusss, you just keep ME CUUUMMMINGGG, uuhhhh hhuuuhh, mmmm." Her face buries into the crook of neck.

I sit on the sofa she's on top, as we sit her feet stay on the sofa beside my hips, her hands on my shoulders, she's squatting on me, riding my cock. I let her control the pace, by rising and falling, slowly, deep stroking. My mouth licking her right breast.

I have one hand on her left tit, my other is toying with her anus. She is not only rising and falling; she's moving in a slow dancing way. Her bum is on my thighs my cock barely inside her, then she slides her hips ahead, engulfing me, rolling her hips as she glides upwards her pelvis against mine. arching her back so her belly is against mine she slowly slithers upward until my dick almost vacates her warm tight pussy. Returning her cheeks to my thighs; she repeats this sensuous circle type motion.

After several minutes we climax together. Her arms corral my head, her head tips, we kiss intimately, passionately, I fall sideways on the sofa, she stays on me, and we neck like young teenagers.

"WOW, I don't think I can let you leave Brian. Every fuck with you surpasses the last."

She sits up.

"On the barstool, I knew you were special kind of lover. Our first fuck was better than anything I'd ever had previous; making me realize, I missed out on a lot. Now, I'm afraid if we were to part ways, I would regret what I'm likely missing out on again."

She picks her cell from the coffee table, taps a couple buttons on her phone, passes it to me.

"Order some Greek delivery." She moves across the room, toward the garage, her gorgeous ass swaying; she retrieves the bags from the garage. My eyes riveted to her stunning, naked body.

"Chantelle you're exquisite, so gorgeous, I'd regret parting ways also."

She gives me a grand smile, wiggles her upper body so her tits shake, turns to go upstairs. She has one hand on the stair railing, stops, looks back.

"Let me show you some of what I bought." Of course, I'm ogling her. She twists, cups her boob, lifts it, licks it while staring at me, wiggles her bum, holding her cheeks apart, bends until her head touches the higher stair.

"Fetch us some wine, please." Then she trots up the stairs giggling.

I pour 2 wine and am toking a joint when she reappears.

She seductively strolls down the stairs, wearing a crotchless, black lace body suit, contrasting with her long wavy crimson locks and the see through fabric, accentuates her stunning body. Geezus, she's so damn hot, so sexy, again her sultry actions having a definite effect on me; I get a twinge in my genitals.

"Chantelle you're absolutely gorgeous, stunning, provocative; you need to wear a warning sign, 'dangerous goods." She giggles and exaggerates her hip sway as she approaches.

She is carrying a bag from the sex shop. She takes the joint from me, tugs on it, holding it in, tips her head back, exhaling slowly blowing tiny smoke rings toward the ceiling before sitting. She takes a sip of wine, dumps the bag on the coffee table.

"You bought a lot more than that."

"Yup, those items are for your ex's; you'll see them when they're here." She passes me 2 anal plugs, both stainless steel, jewel headed plugs, one about 1" diameter, the second larger, maybe 1 1/2".

"Did you buy lube, and cleaning solution."

"I did." She passes me the bottle of lube. I inspect the smaller of the 2 before smearing the surface with a couple drops of lube.

"Ready, bend over." She stands in front of me slowly slides her hands down her legs holding on to her ankles.

"Ready, willing and very much wanting, Brian." Her tantalizing tush inches in front of my face, I squeeze her cheeks, my thumbs pulling them apart, I plant a kiss directly on the darker red star; inhaling the pungent aroma, I stab at it with the tip of my tongue, licking the entire wrinkled area, nibbling, tiny bites on her soft cheeks.

Another drop of lube on my forefinger, circle her anal aperture, liberally spreading the slick substance, she wiggles her buttocks slightly, and moans. I tap her opening with the plug several times; each time, forcing it a little deeper. Twisting the chrome, tapered toy past her sphincter, with less resistance than I expected. She emits a contented sigh.

The doorbell rings, she instantly rises and goes to the door in her sexy lingerie, returns with a bag of Greek food.

"I coulda used a library card, he was so distracted by my attire." She chuckled.

"I totally understand, you have the same effect on me." She kisses me before going for plates and utensils.

"Interesting choice, Greek food, before Greek sex?"

She wiggles her butt.

"Mmm Hmm, this plug is working, it feels incredible." We sit and have a plate of Moussaka with Souvlaki skewers. After that, I divvy up the Baklava.

"Mmmm, that tastes great; tough decision, bacon, baklava, or your pussy." I purposefully, seductively, lick the baklava.

"Well, don't eat it then," She tries grabbing it, I quickly move it away.

"Tomorrow, I'll cook bacon, and challenge you to a taste test." We both chuckle.

I pick up the 18" double dildo from the table, wave it at Chantelle and raise my eyebrows.

"That is the item that broke the ice with Sharon; She told me it is their favorite way to play, they can both cum at the same time."

She takes it from me, folds it in half.

"For those times you're not here and I can't wait, double the penetration, double the pleasure." She straightens it out.

"Ya, I couldn't do them both at the same time with one cock, but they sure came loud and hard and never complained when either of them rode my dick in the early stages of our threesome, I had enough stamina to do them both at least once a night, often more, during any episode."

"Well Brian, they'll find out what they gave up when they play here later this week."

I pull her to me, kiss her passionately.

"Don't be jealous, I'm so over them, but I really do want to show them what they gave up. I understand why you wanted to fuck with Cliff watching."

"Ya, that was my inspiration to aggressively seduce her at the store."

Chantelle picked up a strap-on, it had 2 phalluses, one about 7" the other maybe 5" in alignment above it; definitely designed for double penetration doggie style.

"Although this double decker has 2 penises; but alas still only does one gal at a time."

"If you can't take me, I'll use this on you."

We chuckle as I tease her, jabbing the strap on toward her bottom.

I laid Chantelle across my lap. Wiggled the plug in her arse, I twisted it, tugged it; popped it in and out a few times.

"You seem a little looser, more receptive, it's working."

"MMM hmmm," Chantelle utters. I lube the larger one and work it in, there is a slight resistance but doesn't require much force to pop in. I linger my fingers under her, she's sopping wet, I tease her labia with my fingers while rubbing her bum, my thumb occasionally wriggling or tapping the plug.

The movement of her hips, her strong scent, I realize she will cum quickly with any sort of vaginal stimulation. I knead her round, soft, ass cheeks. Doubtful she'll be able to take my girth; I decide to play, let her feel an anal insertion, having an orgasm.

I spread her cheeks wide, pop the plug out, tossing it on the floor, my thumbs both rubbing around the lubricated puckered skin anus area, my forefinger under, slipping between her wet lips. My right thumb easily presses past the sphincter. Chantelle moans and pushes back. I rotate my thumb, begin a gentle, steady, thrusting.

I continue a steady plunging with my right; fully exiting, then back into the gaping hole, lunging until the entire length of my thumb is buried, a, wiggle around, a twist and repeat. Leaning over her, picking up the double dong strap on dildo.

The toy has no resistance sliding into her cunt. Dribbling lube between her cheeks and smearing both the smaller dick of the strap on and around her gaping butthole.

Pulling the toy back, the large end almost exiting her cunt, I align the smaller rubber dick and gently invade her ass with the toy; It glides in effortlessly; she sighs deeply, rolling her hips, obviously enjoying the double penetration,

I slowly ease it in until the base is pressing against her cheeks. Waiting, making sure she is comfortable. Fully inserted, I wiggle the toy up and down, rocking so both protrusions stimulate her innards, also a twisting pressure, as I withdraw and reinsert. She begins thrusting, emitting a low animalistic groan.

"Oh, Gawd Brian that's wunnerful."

Her hips heaving, I remain still, Chantelle's rocking, she's making the required effort, she's fucking the toy, I'm just holding it. We combine to create a simultaneous rhythm, creating a piston like stroking, with matching strokes, a unified effort, with a sideways movement and circular rather than just in and out.

She rolls her hips, butt muscles clenching, releasing, tightening, trying to milk the fake cocks.

Barely a minute passes; Chantelle lifts her head and moans loudly.

"Uuhhhhhhh aaauuuuh."

"Brian, faster, harder, ram me."

I'm relentless, furiously fucking her with the double dicks.

"Oh, fuuck me Briaaan." Shivering, quivering, and murmuring. Chantelle's loudly audible during her first ever anal climax, a DP with a toy.

Her verbal pleasure excites me, I ram faster and harder. Chantelle gasps, falling limp across my lap. It's several minutes before she moves. All the while I was tenderly caressing her bum. She snuggles next to me.

"Brian, that was awesome. I wish I could take you up my ass; I can't wait to feel you back there. You've given me so many tremendous orgasms and you've rarely cum. I'm sad, it's greedy of me, having you have to wait, but I'm wiped."

"Chantelle, you have no idea how much satisfaction I get from helping you enjoy your newfound sex life."

I carry her to the bed, after some passionate, intimate kissing, we fall asleep spooning.

14

The next morning after some intimate lovemaking, we shower.

"It's upsetting, but I promised to check out a reno this morning, I assure you I'll return after work."

Nearing lunchtime I receive a text from Chantelle: Can you meet me at 1217 Lincoln 2 pm?

Reply: yup

Chantelle is waiting in the lobby of a business high-rise; I inquire as to what we're up to.

"It's a surprise, just trust me." She gives my quick kiss, takes my hand and leads me. We go up the elevator, being the only passengers, I embrace her, we kiss intimately, of course I cop a feel, she's not wearing panties or a bra.

"Follow me." We enter a board room with 3 fellows in suits seated around a huge dark brown wood table, with 6 high back black leather chairs on either side.

"This is Brian, a talented, hard-working construction contractor, needing financing to expand, I believe we should sponsor his business." Chantelle places her hands on the back of one of the leather office chairs.

"I don't get involved in the family business; but I believe we should expand into residential homes, not just focused on commercial real estate."

"Brian, we've prepared a team, explored options, developed a working plan. We're offering to loan you, 600 grand, we'll supply any necessary mentorship, legal, and support staff." She moves next to me.

"We buy real estate, that you approve, maybe a lot and build a new dwelling, or purchase a fixer upper; you'll be the main contractor, hire workers sub-contractors, build a house, renovate, sell." She moves to another chair looking directly at me.

"Pay us back with 8% interest from the profits, and then repeat." She sits at the table.

"When you no longer require our financing; the interest drops, you simply pay 3% of profits to retain our support staff, legal and so on, we see it as a win, win."

I don't need time to recognize a great opportunity.

"Really, that sounds great, ok, yes, I'm interested."

I'm introduced to the team I'll be working with; we sign the papers.

"What now?"

"We check out prospective properties," Chantelle says.

"Carson has chosen several to investigate, review them and decide which one to act on. We'll hire inspectors to assure they're viable. Our negotiators will get the best deal. Our legal team will complete the sale."

"You hire workers, contractors, complete the build or renovation and we sell."

I pick a few for Carson to arrange viewing.

"So, when did you set this up, I thought you weren't involved in the company?"

"I've been pondering ideas since you first confided you couldn't expand because of finances and wanted a legacy for Ben." She gave me an intimate kiss.

"You've taught me so much and I wanted a way to repay you. I don't want you to remain a pauper so, I called first thing this morning, and they agreed to go forth with my idea."

We go for lunch and Chantelle texts Sharon.

Text to Sharon: We're willing to play.

I'm thinking some girl on girl, see what you're braggin about. Some BDSM for you; then he'll join, to show you what I'm braggin about.

Reply: Awesome, we can't wait.

Text to Sharon: So, it's going to be both of you?

Reply: Yes, if that's ok

Text to Sharon: Well, I'm flexible. Do both of you want bondage, sodomy?

Reply: Yes, we're excited, looking forward to it, spanking does excite us both, we're willing to try it a little rougher.

Text to Sharon: Anal? he's large?

Reply: Yes, I will, Cassie's not much for any penis penetration.

Text to Sharon: What a bitch, you said your favorite toy was a double dildo, that you both had your best orgasms with it. Now Cassie says she doesn't like penetration, what a fucking lying bitch. Whatever; I'll deal with it.

Do you know where 'the estates' are?

Reply: Yes

Text to Sharon: Ok, #22, 7 pm tomorrow. Don't overdress, we will be recording, for personal use only, of course. You may edit the recordings if you chose. Don't be late, bitches.

Reply: OK, see you then, looking forward to it.

After lunch we view several houses; I have 2 preferences, for the team to investigate further. Knowing about the future development of contracting, I call the lady and cancel doing her small renovation job.

Tuesday:

We spend the day lazing around, discussing the future; my new construction business, us as a couple, and tonight's encounter with the ex's, we establish a plan for the proceedings. Which of course, resulted in a rousing round of afternoon fornication fun in the large bed.

Chantelle takes me to her favorite restaurant for a relaxing supper.

In addition to the 2 built in surveillance cameras in the bedroom, we set up a camcorder on a tripod, for 3 angles of recording. I also prop my phone on a nightstand to capture the activities in the mirror above the bed.

Chantelle bought a shiny black skintight, latex body suit, with a zipper from top center, all the way under and around to her lower back. With 2 pulls, so access from either end is available. Matching choker, black, thigh high, spiked boots; black latex gloves, full length, nearly to her armpits; all aspects of the black latex are so tight it appears she were dipped in a vat and then the latex dried. She's carrying a riding crop and a flogger. My mind is swirling, a beehive of scenarios exciting me.

Chantelle answers the door chime, I rush to get out of site, but in a predetermined location, so I can watch the preliminary proceedings.

Cassie and Sharon step in, Cassie is 5'8" lithe, a bit more than skin and bone. Nice, firm 36C bosom, cute circular face, thin lips, large greenish eyes. A unique hairdo, shaved on both sides, but the width of her head, blonde hair, with light pink, and purple highlights; Iroquois style, making her about 4 inches taller. She could easily pass for a teenager.

Chantelle immediately pushes Sharon against the wall, the handle of the flogger pushes into her crotch. Slightly louder than a whisper.

"Are you ready to get fucked, orgasms better than ever experienced before?" She licks her neck, from her collarbone, up to her ear, biting gently on the lobe.