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I wanted to grope all over and grab that ass. Throb after throb of creamy cum boiled out of the end of my dick, coating her hand, my abdomen, my shaft, my balls. Her portfolio, cash accounts, her properties all resulted in an incredible amount of wealth. The inspiration—my muse if you will—for this vignette is the incomparable Lateshay. Fetish , Masturbation , Miscellaneous. I tilt my head a bit to get a better view of those puffy pussy lips. Remove ads Ads by TrafficFactory.

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I will get to fuck her all day, into the night and sometime in the morning she will take a cab to her place so she can pack for a getaway weekend. The thought of Lateshay topless on the deck makes my dick harden as I lean on the railing of my balcony. I down my drink and with perfect timing Lateshay arrives at my side with a freshly filled tumbler of bourbon.

She, I notice, has switched to a fruity rum drink. Lateshay rubs her free hand over my ass, patting me, kneading my cheeks. I have a reputation. Last week, the young, pimply faced son of Nick watched gaped mouthed in awe from the doorway as two naked, slim and stacked girls ran about my place in a reckless pillow fight.

He had nearly dropped the bag of gyros. I have a standing account with the deli. But, in addition to the usually erotic scenery, I tip very well. So, the service is quick, efficient and always on the mark. I turn so my back is against the railing and pull her close to me—enjoy the press of those big boobs against me, and with my free hand I rub over her ass, pat her cheeks, and knead her cheeks.

Yes, when Abe asked me if I wanted to try her out, I had immediately said yes. At the time, I knew it would take a few weeks to fully outfit my condo, but I had purchased my boat from a yachtsman who had retired to Cozumel. He had decided to go powerboat and I got a good deal—thanks, again, to Abe.

I had spent two weeks on the Yucatan to Galveston run with another shipmate buddy of mine—along with a big tittied blond and a big tittied redhead in tow. Once we arrived in Galveston, we flew the two working girls back to Mexico from Houston and then he and I made a fast paced run up to Miami, stopping off in Biloxi and then Key West for some sport fucking.

I reconfigure all her finer points at least once year. She is a sweet bark. I will never forget the first time I saw Lateshay in person. The security was top notch—there were several former federal security service blue coat types, with a few burr headed ex-military guys in the mix.

I had on a pair of ratty deck shoes, tattered shorts and a t-shirt that, in broken letters, advertised my law school alma mater. I had taken the boat out for the morning and upon my return had spent a couple hours of lovingly shaking out and rolling up the sails, scrubbing the deck, hosing off the rigging.

As I turned over the meat and opened up a fresh beer I laid plans for my evening. This was before I had built up a stable of regular lays, so I was thinking I might go on the prowl for pussy by hitting some of the high end bars along the beach, or maybe calling one of the two escort services I then engaged from time to time.

Yes, I thought, as I sat back to anticipate a good meal, a fine wine and, later, playing with some nice tits and ass, life was good. Then, as if to interrupt such heretical thinking—my cell phone came alive. It was the front gate.

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Sorry to disturb you, but there is a Mr. Abraham Heinz and a young lady at the gate to see you. But I would learn later that he had over the course of the previous decade spent two consecutive years and a third one later in the Israeli navy—the last stint as a commando of all things.

He would prove himself to be fleet of foot on the deck of my boat and a nimble sailor. He was dressed casually, in a summer weight navy blue blazer, pink pants, white deck shoes, open collared baby blue shirt—very Miami, circa But Abe could pull it off. Of more interest, however, was the woman walking at his side. Lateshay was sporting a magenta colored one piece, form fitting, strapless dress.

The bottom end rode high up on her thighs and the top was pulled low to expose a good portion of her chest, offering up a view of some deep, rich cleavage. Further, I saw the pink strap of a bathing suit. I had opened up a couple bottles of fine red wine and it lubricated the afternoon quite well.

Lateshay turned out to be an engaging conversationalist—refined, articulate—and with her incredible body I could see quite readily why she was so valued as a consort and not merely as an occasional fuck. At one point during the afternoon, however, a secret signal must have passed between Lateshay and Abe. Abe had stood and said he needed to get some work done. Then, the wife is off to a fundraiser for one of the museums and the mayor is, quote, unquote, to go back to his office for a couple of hours.

He is to meet his wife again at a late night cocktail party at the Henson mansion—a fundraiser for his re-election campaign. So, between the orphans and the Miami elite, I have to get the mayor laid. When he left, I told Lateshay that I had been working on my boat before they had arrived so I was going to take a quick shower.

Fifteen or so minutes later, as I came up from below, briskly rubbing a towel through my damp hair, Lateshay had removed the dress and sat there, sipping a daiquiri. She had on a skimpy bikini, not unlike the one she wore on her biographical video. I stared openly at her huge G-cup sized titties, precariously buoyed up by a bikini top that was at least two sizes too small.

After my shower I had donned a pair of baggy boxers, sans underwer, and loose fitting, sleeveless Yale sweat shirt. Sitting there, looking at those tits bulging out of the bra, those fleshy thighs, my cock made its customary protest against my shorts. Still, we sipped our drinks, allowing the humid breeze to rake over us. Then, at a pivotal moment Lateshay sat up and as I stared at those wobbling wonders—she got down to business.

Not outrageously so—but I will never have to work again, except for managing my money and protecting my assets. Also as mentioned, I have half a dozen money earning accounts dedicated to my hedonistic pursuit of big busted women and the enjoyment of all their favors—tits, tongue and tail. Now, let me add that I keep myself on a budget—even when it comes to fucking.

I allow myself a set, albeit generous, amount of money at the beginning of each week and diligently say within that allowance. Even though Abe had warned me Lateshay would be expensive, I was still a little taken aback at her proposed price. It amounted to a little over half of my pussy fund! Then, one flopped out and dropped down in a delicious titty tumble.

Then the other one flopped free and fell out. A word or two about her cock sucking skills. I sat there, in the stern of my boat, as the Miami sun made its slow descent and shadows stretched. I sat there while being serviced by this buxom beauty—totally mesmerized; overwhelmed by the pleasure she was affording me. In reflecting on that first time she made me cum, three words surface.

I felt so incredibly good. Lateshay used her tongue with uncanny dexterity. Since my first year of college, I have maintained the practice of keeping myself completely shaved and shorn of pubic hair; a startling recommendation from one of my female professors and part time lover. Lateshay let her tongue dance over my balls with butterfly flicks, then she used it to graze up and down my shaft.

She would softly enclose me with her mouth and move up and down with perfect pressure, sometime pursing her lips and running them up one side, and down the other. Her fingers were so gentle, her touch so soft. And, they have practiced the art of fellatio to a high degree of refinement. But what made Lateshay even more special was—is—her ability to sense and measure the stage of my excitement.

When I did achieve climax, Lateshay let out a little giggle, a sweet little feminine bark of delight. Throb after throb of creamy cum boiled out of the end of my dick, coating her hand, my abdomen, my shaft, my balls. I sat there, totally enthralled by the scene. Her tits looked gorgeous. Another man caught in her sexual orbit. She cleaned up, finished her drink and slinked back into her dress.

When Abe answered his phone, I heard lively salsa music in the background. Fuck what a night. Do you know how difficult it is to sneak a woman into City Hall and 8: Jesus, she reminds me of Heinrich Himmler. And you, my good man—just how was your interview with our sweet Lateshay? For her part, she sips her drink and rubs softly over my body. I sit down on the couch and then she sits down on me.

Yes, Lateshay climbs up and on me—her tits swing about and wobble around; her thighs rest against me and she guides my cock up inside her. We both gasp and sigh in delight. We begin to slowly fuck—my hands roam free all over that lush female terrain of flesh. I kiss her titties.

I suck on her titties. I bury my face into the cool, pliant softness of her titties. I jiggle and jostle her titties. Then, I grab her ass and guide the action, the pace, of her up and down movements on my cock. Our food will be here any minute. Do you want to cum? Ever true to her talents, Lateshay knows just how fast to pump, just how hard to press down, just how far to rise up.

My pussy to fuck. We each wrap a towel around our waists—but Lateshay leaves her tits out. She goes into the kitchen for plates and pint glasses for our beers, napkins and so on. She takes everything out onto the balcony. I tell him to send the young man up. When he sees me wearing only a bath towel he senses he just might be in luck. Presently, he is rewarded.

Lateshay comes into the condo from the balcony, her bare breasts jiggling with little hops as she walks. I pay the tab and tip Max well, ushering him out. It is clear the boy could have stayed around all afternoon. Lasher, I got to tell you, sir. For us guys at the deli, you are our hero. Lateshay and I eat with as much lusty exuberance as we have applied to our fucking.

Again, I watch the action in the various mirrors that surround us, and watch myself groping and grabbing and patting and probing. I had pulled out, rolled her over and lifted up that ass for my pleasure. I leered down once more and pondered all the sexual delight this woman had given me over the past several weeks. Yes, here I was, in a million dollar condo, fucking a million dollar piece of ass—fucking my way through another afternoon in paradise.

After a few minutes of this, however, I begin to pick up the pace. Bang my butt baby. Oh yes, make yourself happy back there. I start working it with vigor, desperate now to cum. I ram that rump, begin to piston pump that pussy. Her titties flop and fly like crazy. She grunts with each of my dives into her deep reaches. It feels so good to just be able to fuck this woman, over and over and over—just take what I need, when I need it—to get sucked and licked and titty hugged, to spread her legs any time I want—to get me some pussy any time my dick gets hard.

My breathing becomes labored, a dribble of perspiration makes its way down my forehead and another treks along my neck. I am fucking her once more like a man seized, possessed with total lust. This ass is mine! Shots of cum flick and fly, and as I furiously work my dick, my fist punches her cheeks, making them quake and the sight of this action simply urges me on—it all looks so fucking good.

Gasping, I lovingly look over her back and ass with—now sprinkled and sprayed—a veritable archipelago of cum. I lean against her and before my cock goes flaccid I slip back inside her pussy. I stay inside her for a time, loving the feel of that pussy as I catch my breath. A little while later, after having indulged in a large lunch and a morning of raucous, randy rutting, we lay in bed and doze.

Lateshay is pressed up against me, lying on her side. I awaken and notice it is seven or so minutes after 2: I remember I have a brief conference call to attend to 2: I am thinking of investing in a small resort on a distant and rarely visited island in the Caribbean. It is in reality a destination for erotic vacations.

A full service enterprise where for a few thousand dollars the erstwhile patron flies into anonymity, enjoys a nicely appointed if somewhat small bungalow on the beach, the full and complete attentions of a female companion or two, unlimited booze, unlimited food—a week of drinking, eating, sailing, swimming, and, of course fucking.

The man who owns the place is an old college classmate of mine. He has invited me down for a week so I can, as he had put it, sample the experience. The amount of money my potential partner is asking for is actually quite modest and with the added incentive of my having unlimited access to the facilities and attendant amenities—i. I plan on flying down next week and the thought of being able to spend a week fucking my way through half a dozen or so little cuties causes my cock to stir anew.

I roll her onto her back. I rise up and survey the scene. Oh what a lovely spread she makes. Her big tits are graded to the sides, her knees up and spread outward, her pussy all out there for me. I kiss over titties, and move slowly down, tracing my tongue along her stomach. I tickle her clit and she pushes my face into her. My efforts prove more than sufficient. Soon, my face is slick with her juices and her thighs clamp tight against my head.

Her arms are winged out and her titties are graded out to the sides. With her knees still are up in the air, her legs are parted and her pussy exposed, open and available for entry. I jack on my dick and think once more of just how lucky I am. Oh dammit I got to have some more of that pussy. There it is, just for you and your big dick.

Her hands move over my lower back and ass. Now fuck me baby. No reason to hold back. Take your pleasure, darling. Slowly, rhythmically, I draw my cock back out almost free, till the tip is right at her pussy lips, then push in, giving the full length of my shaft. Each time, she moans. Each time, I moan.

Any man who has fucked a pussy knows that feeling of never wanting it to end—yes, plays with that tension created by the primitive drive to cum, with the slightly higher brain desire to feel unending pleasure. Then, I pull back, regain control and resume my steady, slow humping. We carry on this way for several minutes.

Lateshay lays out there for me, letting me do what I have to do to get my pleasure. Do you feel good baby? I want you to feel good, honey. I want you to enjoy that pussy, enjoy my body. I alternate between laying out on top of her where I have the full tactile experience of a woman beneath me and then I extend my arms so I can watch the action, my cock sliding in and out, her titties wobbling around, her eyes again half lidded shut—she has that look of a well fucked woman.

I feel her soak my cock. Then, I pull out of that wet pussy and roll the woman over. I keep her flat on the bed and take my dick and spank that fleshy ass. Spreading her legs, I angle my way back into the moist pussy and hammer down on her with several more strokes, pummeling those cheeks, making her grunt and bark out with each of my desperate drives into that wonderful pleasure place.

I slip into my zone. I am now once more a pussy pumping fool. That body beneath me, those ass cheeks mashing and quaking, our bodies clapping together, my fucking this beautiful, big boobed bitch with wild abandon, my cock wearing out that pussy, me getting my pleasure, me taking what I need—it all drives me mad with lust.

I need another go at those titties! Then, back to the soft and slow savoring of a tit hug. For a few minutes, I also alternate between sliding down and slipping back inside her pussy for a few good pumps, then back up to the tits; back to the pussy, back to the tis and so one. I think, this is indeed once really nice fuck.

I want you to feel it good. I lobbed a glob up onto her forehead. Another hit her chin. Then, as I am jacking away, it is flicking and flying: Where does all that shit come from? A great fuck indeed. After cleaning up, we both freshen our drinks. Lateshay resumes her place on the balcony lounger, picks up her book. I set my cellphone to speaker and call in for the conference call with one of my business attorneys--Frank, my college buddy who owns the sex resort--Freddy, and his local partner—Franz.

If something ever went south you would be shielded under Dutch law. I open up the photo section that displays the girls available for fun and frolic. There are ten units up and ten units down, but they are tricked out nicely. Big bed, mirrors, surround sound, big screen TV, Jacuzzi effect in the bathroom.

All of them have a view of the ocean, with privacy walls on the balcony. Nice fuck rooms, but small and there are too few of them. I have five bungalows that face the ocean. Privacy patios, same amenities as the motel like rooms, great fuck rooms. We are far from maximizing our profits down here. Now, third row down, two over, click on the little blond.

I have her set up to be your main companion for the week. Yes, my dick goes hard. I take a quick glance toward the balcony where Lateshay is spread out, sipping her drink, reading her book. I sip my own drink, jack on my cock. After Freddy guides me through more photos of four girls in addition to the big titter named Miranda whose delights I will also get to sample, I am rock hard and ready.

We sign off with my promise to fly down the second week of next month. We end the call, I pour some more bourbon and make my naked, randy way out to the balcony, jerking on my cock all the way—yes, I can drink and jerkoff at the same time. My condo is situated on a high floor, right in the center. There are privacy walls that baffle sound and totally prevent neighbors from looking onto my balcony and vice versa.

As the reader has already ascertained, my overlook is great for outdoor fucking. All horned out, I make my way onto the balcony to where Lateshay is spread out in all her naked glory. Oh that pussy looks so good. And then, there is cock sucking. No heterosexual male would ever turn down a mediocre sucking. I stand before this sexual artista and, bless her, Lateshay proceeds to use her hands, fingers, tits and tongue, lips and warm breath to bring me to the most incredible state of sexual arousal.

Like any man, I love fucking pussy. As a titman I love humping hooters. I love grabbing ass and pumping my woman from behind. I love spacing out on top of my woman and putting it to her missionary style. But nothing gives me that overwhelming feeling of wellbeing, of being on top of the fucking work, yes nothing makes feel more like a man, a real man than having a woman sitting down on the edge of a bed or couch or kneeling down before me and sucking on my dick.

The view is wonderful, her head bobbing back and forth, her titties swinging slightly and with her hands roaming over my thighs, ass and balls—I sip my drink and smile at the beauty down there servicing me so sweetly. The front of the building, the side that faces east, is curved and affords the resident a wide view of the beach and ocean. As the balcony wall is made up of bullet proof, clear glass, I suppose it is possible for some boater in the distance could look up and see me getting my cock sucked.

In addition to being a voyeur, I am also an exhibitionist—the thought of someone watching me getting taken care of by this big tittied young woman causes me to slip into my zone. Lateshay pulls free of my cock, licks my balls, tickles my balls with her tongue then rides that tongue up my shaft with a velvet-silk wash of warmth and moisture. I want to be everything you want in a lay around girl.

I take one more drink and then set down the glass of bourbon. I put a hand on each side of her head and begin rock back and forth, slowly, in counter thrust. That is her fucking job and she is doing it so well. Oh fuck that feels soooo fucking good. I stand there and emit a prolonged moan as throbs and throbs of pleasure giving pulses work through my dick.

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Cutie humps the bed wishing it was a cock. Lateshay is such a sexual being. I leered down once more and pondered all the sexual delight this woman had given me over the past several weeks. Nice fuck rooms, but small and there are too few of them.

And it all gets very, very wet inside her. Denice K Lapdance Cock Grind. Last week, the young, pimply faced son of Nick watched gaped mouthed in awe from the doorway as two naked, slim and stacked girls ran about my place in a reckless pillow fight. I had led him on, realizing there was a note of desperation to his entreaties. I sip my bourbon and jack on my hard, anxious cock as I watch Lateshay make her naked, tit wobbling, ass waving way to the end of the bed. She re-fills our drinks and rejoins me on the balcony.


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