Ceo

by Ky Crossfire

  I could do the same with him.

  I jumped out of bed, went to the door and turned the key, then skipped over to the window and pulled the curtains.

  I went back to bed and pulled the shirt up. I activated the internal camera and took a picture of my breasts covered only by the bra.

  I sent it.

  Big Bad Wolf: So yummy. Perfect for my dick... I can already imagine my dick rubbing itself in the middle of your boobs.

  I felt my sex pulse with the idea.

  I wanted a lot more and not just want photos and indecent promises. I wanted Nicolas be with me again, devouring me without mercy until there was nothing left. I was sorry I didn't fucking go with him, if regret could kill... I would be dead and buried within seven feet down.

  I decided to call him. I needed to hear the manly and deep voice in my ear.

  He answers the second ring.

  — Isa? — My body tense when I hear his voice and, before I could say anything, I hear the female voice next to him.

  — Can we go, Nick? We have an hour yet. This may not be long enough.

  What? That son of a bitch!

  — Hurry up, Nicolas, you don't want to keep the bitch waiting.

  I hang up the phone and stifle a cry on the pillow.

  “You're just one more woman in the many ones that have passed in Nick’s bed."

  Diana's voice sounds in my mind, tormenting me.

  Will it turn out to be real?

  Chapter 29

  Rico

  — What’s up, man! — I answered the call, detaching myself from the little redhead's arm that kept her small and voluptuous body glued to mine.

  — Are you crazy to call me so early? — I cover my eyes, because the light already floods my room. I narrow my eyes and check the time on my wristwatch. - Eleven in the morning?! It’s better be something serious, Felipe. Tell me that something really bad happened or I'm going to turn the fuck off.

  — Stop being a pussy. It is almost noon. — He laughs. — I'm calling to talk about your sister.

  I sit on the bed.

  — What about her? — I already lock my ass thinking that he will say something dirty about the pictures she had taken. — Get the dick out of your mouth and talk.

  Felipe laughs again.

  — She left the truck here almost a month ago. — He pauses. — If she doesn't want it anymore, I can make an offer.

  — Go fuck yourself, asshole. Little Carol is family. – I jump out of bed. — I'm going there to get her.

  When I got back from the mechanic, I found Diana in the parking lot. When she saw me parking Little Carol next to her red convertible, she made disgusting face. Not everyone knew how to appreciate Little Carol's beauty, and the blonde was not one of them.

  — Once again in the same week. —- I smile and turn off the car.

  She shakes her head and takes the huge glasses off her face.

  — I didn't come for that.

  I go down and slam the door. Diana does the same.

  — You know I'm not the type of man to wear harnesses. - I already say before she starts to confuse things between us.

  — Well, you should use the whole set, harness, horseshoes.

  — You know you don't need any of that to ride the horse here. - I pull her and feel her body crash against mine.

  — I already said I didn't come here for that — She scolds me.

  — Well then, you can turn around — I growl. — There's a little redhead up there who must be crazy for a little more of the horse here.

  — You are so fucking stupid — she curses me.

  I rub my hard erection and smile, arching an eyebrow.

  — Nothing new on that - I reply. — Now, if you don't feel like going up to threesome, excuse me ‘cause I have more to do.

  — I came after Nick.

  I take her hand and stuff it into my pants pocket.

  — If he’s not here… — I tease and laugh. — I can't help you.

  She gives a frustrated sigh, her thin lips painted a light color. Blue eyes like two sapphires illuminated by golden makeup stare at me.

  With one of her hands on my erection and the other, unbuttoning the light pink blouse she was wearing, Diana purred:

  —Please, Rico — she said, gluing the small, perky breasts to my chest. — I have business with Nick, but he’s not answering his cell.

  I smirked at the blonde in front of me.

  — You'll have to be a lot more convincing than that.

  She strokes my cock over the jeans.

  — What do I need to do for you to take me to him? — Her voice was short of a sexy purr.

  My smile widened.

  — Get down on your knees and suck my dick.

  — Here in the parking lot? — Her blond eyebrows rise in surprise.

  — It won't be the first blowjob I get in the parking lot. And don't pretend you’re some kind of holy virgin, because I don't fall for it.

  — You promise you’ll tell me where Nicolas is? — She asks suspiciously.

  — If you do it right, I'll might even take you to him — I answer, feeling the cock throbbing in my underwear.

  I liked that way she was. Like everything was bad but she liked it anyway. We didn't need any emotional connection. I had what she wanted, and when we were together, the fuck happens on until dawn.

  Diana knelt on the parking lot floor and unfastened my belt and jeans, looking at the bulk of my dick.

  — Go on, blondie. — I take her fine golden hair with one hand and lean on the truck. – Put the little bitch mouth to work.

  She took out my cock and held it with both hands. If there was one thing Diana knew how to do, it was to suck. Her little mouth sucked a few drops of cum that started appearing on the head. She leaned in a little more and, with her hands going up and down my cock, she licked my balls. Her tongue warm and soft licking everything. Her lips returned to grab my cock, sucking with pleasure, trying to accommodate it deeper and deeper. I felt my cock’s head rubbing against her throat.

  The veins throbbed all the way when I saw Diana all submissive, there, kneeling, sucking hard, trying to get everything inside. I tightened the grip on her hair a little more and growled.

  — Will you swallow it all?

  She just moaned without stopping sucking, and her mouth started to work faster.

  The lust dripped straight to her lips, and she swallowed every drop of my cum, sucking every last spray.

  She kissed my cock still hard and tucked it in my boxer briefs before standing. I smiled, zipping up my pants and buckling my belt.

  Breathless and with cheekbones and red lips, Diana runs her hands through her clothes, trying to resume her fine-grained pose.

  — Where is he?

  It's my turn to put my hand between her legs. The thin fabric she wears as panties is soaked.

  — I can fix it. We just have to go up for a while... You and the cute redhead can start dancing together, then, I do my part... — I start, putting two fingers in her smooth pussy.

  She moans, but pushes me.

  — You promised me! — she says.

  I run my wet fingers over her mouth, and she tries to hit me.

  — No, blonde. I am not the type of man who’s beaten by a woman.

  — You are an idiot and you don’t have word.

  I tug and push her away from Little Carol's door. I walk in and slam the door.

  — Idiot, yes. Wordless, no — I correct her. — Now move that ass into the car before I change my mind.

  I turn the key in the ignition and the engine roars, then dark smoke begins to come out of the exhaust.

  — I will not enter in that thing — She says in a stubborn ton arms crossed. — We'd better go on mine.

  — Do you know where he is? — I growl without patience.

  She does not answer.

  — Then get in the fucking car and shut up. It's either my way, or there's no deal.

  Diana grits h
er teeth and turns, she leans over her convertible and takes out a small bag. When she turns around, she glares at me with an angry look, but she obeys and gets into the truck.

  As soon as we leave the building, she asks without hiding her bad mood:

  — It will take a long time? - She touches her purse and puts her sunglasses on her face. - I can't be seen in an old, smelly wagon like that. This is a full plate for paparazzi.

  I smile and lean my arm against the window, enjoying the sun as I drive.

  — Don't worry, blondie. When we get to road, you will be safe from reporters.

  — Road? Where are you taking me? — Her voice comes out alarmed.

  I laugh.

  — To see Nicolas.

  — And where is he specifically?

  I shift into fourth gear and accelerate a little more, taking the highway.

  — Corumbá.

  — What village is this, Henrique? You know I can't go up the hill dressed like that.

  — What a hell... Corumbá is a small town near Bolivia. It is in Mato Grosso do Sul, in case you don't know.

  She gets hysterical, and the jewelry she wears on her wrist flickers as she moves nervously.

  — So let's get a plane. If you are so poor that you can’t even afford to pay for your plane ticket, I can do this for you.

  — You can keep the card on that purse, blondie — I reply — I won’t get on a plane even if I was tied up. I'm a land animal.

  — You are a horseman. That’s what you are.

  — I may be, but the horse here does not put his paws on that giant thing for nothing! Even if you pay me!

  I remembered the last discussion I had with Bia.

  "— For that long? — I roar. — And you can't finish your fucking studies here? Do you have to fight for the United States?

  — Stop being afraid, Rico. You are making a storm out of a glass of water, because you're shitting yourself for fear of getting on the plane.

  — I already said I won't get on the fucking plane, if you want to go, then go. Also don't ask me to wait for you. I hope you regret it when you see that stupid American men can’t offer you what I can.

  With teary black eyes, her mouth is tight.

  — Fuck you, Rico. I wasn't going to ask you to wait. We have nothing, you son of a bitch. Nothing! Which for me just makes my trip easier.”

  — Now enough about that. – I discount on Diana because she reminds me of the fight with Beatriz. — It's twenty-two hours of travel. So shut up, I don’t have the patient to discuss for that long.

  After almost twelve hours of driving, I stopped at a station.

  — If you want to pee, now it’s the time — I say before I go down. — Then I'll just stop at the farm.

  — I am fine. Thank you — she grumbles furiously.

  - Ok, but if you pee on Little Carol's bench, my sister will kill you.

  — Can you do what you came here to do and leave me alone?

  I smile and turn around. I throw the key to the attendant.

  — Fill the tank, budy.

  He picks up the key in the air and nods.

  I return from the convenience store with six hamburgers and six cans of energy drink.

  I get in the truck and drop the plastic bags with our snacks on Diana's lap. She opens it with her fingertips, her little nose wrinkling with disgust. The attendant watches the scene and says nothing.

  — I'm not going to eat that - she replies. — It's pure fat.

  — No problem. I eat yours too.

  I turn to the boy who hands me the truck key, and I hand over the payment stub.

  — See you, budy. Good evening!

  I accelerate and, in minutes, we are on the road again. Diana rummages in the bag again.

  — You could’ve picked a bottle of water. Just by smelling it, I'm getting sick.

  — Oh, excuse me, princess — I mock. — At the next stop, I will demand a cascade of fresh shrimp and a sparkling wine to match.

  Diana takes the two bags and throws them out of the car.

  I brake the car in the dark, making a sudden stop.

  — Get out of the car — I roar.

  — No — she challenges me. - I did you a favor, that was awful.

  — Get out of the fucking car, Diana! — She shivers when she hears my tone, but doesn't move.

  Oh ok. I still haven't found a mare that I wasn't able to tame.

  I took the keys out of the ignition and got out. I walked around the front of the truck. Her blue eyes followed my movements. I opened the passenger side door and pulled her out.

  She balanced on her heels.

  — Oh, you jerk! - she screams. - You're hurting me!

  — I'll teach you good manners, spoiled blonde.

  — Okay, I got it, I'm sorry I threw the garbage you call a snack away.

  I slam the door and look at her.

  — Now go. — I point to the darkness. — You will collect everything. Six cans and six hamburgers.

  — Don't you think I'm going to walk through this darkness in these heels — she says. — Just stop at another place I pay for your food.

  — It's not about the money — I growl. — Now take fucking food back or it’s better to prepare the thumb of the ride, because I’ll leave you here in the middle of nowhere. Then, who knows who might show up. Have you ever wondered if your next driver is a big-bellied, sweaty, bald guy with dirty fingers?

  She frowns and takes the cell phone out of the bag. Uses the camera's flash as a flashlight. It takes almost half an hour for her to find everything. When she comes back with the rolled burgers and all the cans, I smile with satisfaction.

  — Can we go now? — She drops everything inside the truck and looks at me.

  — Not yet — I say. — I need to fix this bad mood you have.

  With a tug, I turn her against the truck and my hands slide down her body, squeezing her small breasts, wandering around her slim waist, until I reach the hem of the dress and pull it all the way up.

  — You’re in a bad mood ‘cause you need a cock — I growl in her ear and grab her wet pussy.

  I caress her clitoris until the cream starts to run down my fingers.

  — After I put my cock in your ass, you will be quiet - I provoke. - Remember how you moaned when I punch up the stalk in this beautiful ass?

  Diana moans and spreads her legs wider, supporting her arms in the car. I take a step back and take a condom packet from my pocket. I rip the package with the tooth and quickly put the condom on.

  — Are you going to roll this ass in my dick? — I get closer and start to put my cock in her ass.

  — Ah ... — she moans loudly, I grab her waist and push deeper.

  I hit hard with quick movements.

  — That's what you need, right, you whore? — growl loudly. — A very hard cock in the ass, jamming deep.

  Diana whimpers when one of my hands grabs her sex, I start to put two fingers in her cunt, in and out. Fucking her ass hard.

  — Don't stop, Rico. I’m gonna... — She lifts her ass more and I feel my cock throbbing inside her.

  — Yeah, whore. I want to feel your cream while I cum.

  I release everything when the rhythm becomes more violent and animal. And then the pleasant relief of post-enjoyment emerges.

  I left it slowly. I took the condom off mu dick, tied a knot and threw it on the side of the road.

  Diana got into the truck without speaking anything, put on her belt, unwrapped one of the hamburgers and ate.

  My cock is like a pill to calm her down. I laughed at myself at my thought and got in the car.

  We ate in silence. She ate, drank and as soon as we hit the road, she fell asleep, kind of sitting on her side, but fell asleep.

  When we got to the farm, I saw Isa's wide smile disappear as soon as he saw who was with me in the car.

  I got out of the car, stretched and smiled.

  — Hey sis! — I support my arms on Little Carol's and a
sk. — Liked the surprise?

  I didn't think so.

  — Your ass, Rico. Who said you could use Little Carol to keep transporting your whores. — She slaps me hard.

  Isabel has a heavy hand. Really heavy. Since we were a child, her slaps were the most painful ones.

  — At the very least, thank you for driving from Rio to here. — I smile.

  — Listen, Rico, don't tease me.

  I run my hand through her hair and stab a little.

  — Calm down, shorty. It's too early to fight. — I decide to leave her talking to herself and go to the farm.

  — Come back here, Henrique Brandão. I'm not done with you yet! — She screams from a distance.

  I go into the house and kick my boots on the doormat. I smell the sweet, inviting smell from the kitchen.

  -—Good morning, the sexiest old lady in the world — I joke and hug my grandmother.

  She laughs toothlessly and continues to prepare small delicacies by hand.

  — Why didn't anyone tell me you were coming? If I knew, I would have made that couscous with coconut milk that you like so much.

  — No... You don't have to keep your belly on the stove. You have to go to some prom to get an old and fine man.

  She laughs, showing her entire gum.

  — My man is already there in the sky, I'm a one-man woman. — She pulls out a golden medal and kisses the pendant. — Your grandfather was so jealous that he might come back from the beyond to pull my foot if I think about going to a dance with someone else.

  Our conversation is interrupted by a succession of screams.

  I ran out of the house and found Isabel struggling with Diana. A women's fight is a very sexy thing in the eyes of a man, but, as one of the women was my sister, the fight that my grandma and I were witnessing was nothing sexy. There’s was also a detail. SHIT!

  I'm not talking about those dog pops you find on the sidewalk when you walk down the street. I'm talking about shit. Cow shit! I'm talking about that soft, green shit of almost a kilo. Every time Diana tried to raise her head to scream for help, Isabel sank her face down in the shit.