James gasped at her clutch as her grip surprised him. He sucked in air on her stroke and then gasped again when his head entered her mouth. Her suction gripped him and he had no control, his hips bucked a little, wanting entrance to her mouth.
Stacy was in heaven when she felt his hips jerk. She was willing to oblige and let more of him in. She might have been impressed with him but she was going to make sure he was impressed with her. He accepted the honor and humped her mouth as she used her hand to tug on his balls. Her other hand got busy and grabbed an ass cheek. She self-fucked her mouth and slobbered on his shaft, letting her saliva run down to his sack.
James felt her manipulations with a firm grip on his ass. She kneaded his balls and coated his shaft. She picked up speed, milking him with her mouth; the sensation was driving his cock to conclusion.
Stacy felt him tighten and knew he was close. She didn't let up, expecting his seed and wanting it. James warned her with, "Stacy..." and she answered with "Um hum, um hum" and continued her service through to the end.
James was still in position when the wave hit him. It was all he could do to keep his hands on his head. His ass clinched in her hand, his cock jerked in her mouth, and his knees weakened when the flood from his groin rose up to her lips.
It had been forever since Stacy savored man seed. She wouldn't be denied now. She drank it as he released it, her efforts paying off in full. She had forgotten how much a man could give, thinking to savor a little, but she gained much more. It spilled from her lips and ran over her fingers, but she was occupied with her feast. Taking note to get it later, she concentrated on another gush and gulped it down.
James finally came down from his natural high, trembling as his essence was milked out of him. Looking down at her soft red hair, he cherished the sight of her cleaning skills. Looking up at him she licked her fingers, giggled, and let out a "Mhm!" and then leaned backed in her chair, rubbing her sex.
Her dress had fallen from the support of a shoulder and one of her breasts lay bare. James wanted so desperately to suckle on the large areola pointing up at him. Grabbing her head, he kissed her on the lips, leaned over more, and worked his way to her neck. His hand caressed her clothed shoulder and brushed the dress away. A kiss and a nip on her neck then James went on his way. Both breasts where now beckoning him and he took them in each hand. Kneeling and tugging, he arrived at his goal.
Stacy was in awe of the man in her midst. A fantasy stepped out of a romance book and materialized just for her. He ravaged her neck and dropped down to her breast and she gasped as he tongued then sucked a nipple in. The man knelt between her legs and feasted on both her breasts. She played with her clit while he did it, enjoying the tingling from two different places.
Her dress was in the way so he grabbed and raised it above her sex, giving both better accesses to view and play. Placing both hands back on her breasts, he worked down her stomach then to the patch of light red hair. He ogled her clit as her fingers stroked it, while candlelight reflected her wetness.
James stood back up and grabbed his cock, stroking one more drop from his recent orgasm. Scooping it off with a finger, he coated Stacy's lips and tongue. Satisfied with the application of his natural lip gloss, he went back to stroking. Stacy licked his gift off her lips, going sensually slow for him to watch while she watched him with his manhood, stroking it back to life.
He had enough of watching her as she played with his delicacy. He bent down and picked her up in his arms, letting her dress gather around her hips, and then laid her out on the table. Lifting her dress he pulled it over her legs, leaving her ruby high heels on. She went back to rubbing herself while James pulled up a chair.
Stacy was amazed at his strength, being swept up in his arms like a sack of potatoes. A gasp escaped her as flesh met cold mahogany, giving her goose pimples on her back and ass. She rubbed her sex, keeping his dinner warm, and waited for him to settle.
James placed his hands upon her knees and then stroked her inner thighs. His lips followed one and caressed its way down to her hot, wet nether. Tonguing around her fingers, she got the hint, and used them to splay her lips, offering her sex to his mouth.
James saw the flower spread out before him and wasted little time. Starting with the hole in the center, he tongued around and then in, wiggling his way deep inside. Tasting her juice made him hunger for more, so he sucked her cream from the cave.
Cunnilingus was not her ex-husband's forte and he had neglected her there. But James took up the flavored task like ducks to water and expertly brought her passion to the table. He cupped her ass in his hands and forced her onto him. No amount of resistance could she give as her hips bucked up into him.
James felt her pussy quiver in his mouth and sucked her clit in deep. His tongue dropped down to her entrance and nodded 'yes' with his head on both. Stacy needed more length covered and raised then lowered for both ends of her sex. Her clit, her hole, her clit, her hole, and sped the scenario up.
She still was not used to the treatment, but her body knew what to do. Her ass rose off the hands that held it and ground her pussy on his chin, giving him access to all of her secret treasure. Faster she humped and James stayed firm, her hands clasped both her breasts. Prepared to take her pleasure, she readied to feed her lover.
James felt her tense in his hands; her ass was up high off the table. He wanted his meal and worked hard to get it, planning to suck it out of her. She buckled as she screamed, but he refused to let her down and got his meal served to him; hot, wet, and tasty. He lapped and sucked all that he could; a sloppy eater at best. The juices dripped from his chin and puddled on the table.
'My God the man could eat!' and her thoughts ran wild with pleasure. She lost control of her legs and relied on James to take over. She shivered and quivered as his mouth feasted, her ass in his hands, drawing her sex straight from the source. Pinching her nipples to increase her passion, she gave him his gift he worked so hard for.
James lapped at the mess remaining, leaving little to remain. That included the trail that seeped in her crevice and over her backside. With a final lick from her ass to her clit, he sat her back on the table.
"That was a delicious appetizer." James said and stood up between her legs. "I think it's time for the main course now." and brought his meat to the table. His meal had nourished his cock and it stood tall and ready. Parting her lips with his fingers, he guided the utensil into her. After feeding in a couple of inches, he removed his hand and placed it on the mound of a fleshy breast.
Stacy was pleasantly surprised as he needed no help in hardening. His meat was already warm as it entered into her oven. She looked at her lover with lust in her eyes, the chiseled chest and his gorgeous hair. He bit on his tongue as he pulled in and out, concentrating his thoughts on the wetness and grip.
James prepped her meal with short slow strokes, getting her ready for the blast of heat he had for her. Her rosy red clit matched her fiery red hair and added to his boiling lust. Gripping both breasts and rubbing nipples with thumbs, he forced himself in and out, getting into rhythm.
His hands felt incredible on her breasts, his thumbs were driving her wild. The thrusting churned her passion and she took it with great desire. The shadows of her lover had added to her heat; surreal muscles dazzled her vision. Fire from the candle flames reflected off his pupils and like some mythical demon god, ferocious lusting eyes gazed back at her.
Removing his hands and grabbing her legs, James trapped her sex in the middle. She was going to take him, no ifs, ands or buts. Slapping enough for his balls to clash against her ass, he rammed her viciously over and over. Stirring their pot and bringing on heat, the passion began to sizzle.
Lonely nights brought wishful thoughts and now Stacy's desires came true. A man with a mission was doing the deed she only had hoped for in a dream. Forcing her sex to the limit, a pounding she'd never had, rocked her into paradise, and almost sent her careening into madness.
James was w
ell aware of his servicing, watching the sweat build on her body. Eking and squeaking, she was close to climaxing and James was right there with her. Determining her balance was close to tipping over, he thrust and stopped then ground, leaving her hanging on the brink for just a second.
She was close, she felt it. The ramming was so deep. But the demon of a man stopped and stirred his meat in her, leaving her on the crevasse. "Fuck me!" she demanded and tried to force him in her. He took her words and used them against her, fucking harder and faster than he had before.
The call to fuck brought James to attention, dragging her body over the edge. Her shoulders and head remained on the table with her arms extended as he pounded his meat into her. Neither God nor Man nor Mother Nature could stop the flood both brought to the table. Splattering into bliss, their juices mixed and they quivered into each other.
Crescendos emanated from both vocal cords as they shared the moment of consummation. She defied gravity in the arms of her lover and he stopped his knees from buckling. But the weakness passed and strength returned as James bent over her and cradled the exhausted redhead in his arms.
When she recovered, he sat her back down in the same chair she started in. Kissing her on the forehead, he smiled with adoration. Standing up and moving close beside her, he let her eyes stare at the mess they made of his crotch for future reference.
Stacy knew her time was up; she had her meat served hot. But she'd be damned since the choice was hers, to leave it just like that. Opting for everything, she had her cake and ate it too, slipping his softness into her mouth. Sucking off their fluids then licking the base, she dwelled in his nest and snuggled.
Content with her work she eased off of him and said, "That was a lover's feast!" hugging his legs in her arms.
James smiled while looking down on her, "You cooked one hell of a meal and made me crave it!"
She laughed at that as he started to dress, "Leave those." she said, pointing to the article of clothing in his hands.
James tossed her his underwear and she caught them on her index finger. "Saving those for my fantasies." she giggled.
He wasn’t shocked at all by her admittance. "I certainly hope you enjoyed the evening, if only half as much as I did." he dodged, finishing his dress.
Watching him as he covered his body, she replied, "Oh even more so." sighing, "You're everything my cousin promised."
James chuckled at that and had to ask, "Just what was it she promised?"
Giving him a wicked smile, she said, "Satisfaction." the only word she gave.
Leaving his phone number with her, he said his farewells. Heading for his newest home, he wondered why he was getting a married couple tomorrow. Perhaps they didn't need his new services, but just a ride somewhere. Then he thought about underwear and made a mental note to get some more.
Another thought crossed his mind before sleep overcame him; 'I've never had an Asian before. I wonder if they do things different.'
Chapter Nine
The lusty words bounced off of the bedroom walls, ‘Suck it James! Suck it good!’
‘Finger it James! Finger-fuck it!’ it continued.
James jumped out of bed from the shock of it. Some ass hole and he was willing to bet it was Virgil, set his alarm to Dawn Gracie's lustful demands from the day before on high volume. Scrambling for the remote, he was unable to turn it off in time and the screams sounded out again. "Son of a bitch!" he cursed.
A knock on his door interrupted his frantic efforts to get the damn voice setting off his alarm.
"Come in!" James yelled, hitting the door buzzer on the remote.
Lisa came through the door, wearing a long pink Care Bear shirt and pink panties. "What the hell are you doing in here?" she asked.
"Some ass clown changed my alarm." James' aggravated tone explained.
Lisa sat on the bed and demanded the remote, "Give me that and turn your computer on."
She walked James through programming the remote, explaining the application that controlled it. "This uses blue tooth, so if you go more than thirty feet away from your room with it, it won't work."
James was amazed. The remote had more features than just being an alarm, thermostat and TV controller. He could even record video, sound, and voice commands.
"Where is the webcam for this?" James was wondering.
"It's built into the monitor." she pointed out. "We use it for group meetings too. You'll get an email telling you when to log in and a general subject line about the meeting."
"Sounds like Big Brother to me." James analyzed. "Where do we get regular mail?"
"I get mine at my parent's house." Lisa said.
James was confused, "Is that the house I dropped you off at Saturday night?" he asked.
"That's the one." Lisa explained, "Any mail I get here, security gets it and I go there for it."
"Great, why does mail have to go through them? That sounds like a pain." James asked.
Lisa grinned, "So they can check it for bombs."
"If that was a concern, why the hell would they put security on the top floor instead of underground?" James asked.
Lisa shrugged, "I don't know, I just work here." she said.
James couldn't believe the half ragged, half upscale security. They can't focus a camera, they can't put the secured area in a secured place, the leader of it all is on the top floor ... sheesh, and maybe there was more.
He stopped worrying about it for the moment and said, "Ok, let me get something on top of the strings I'm wearing and we'll go work out." James had seemed to have lost his modesty and why not? Everyone there has seen him naked before anyway.
After his workout, he wanted to check his computer again. His education was a concern since he hadn't had time to assess what Spenco was doing with it. First, he checked his times on the appointments he had. Looking at Chung, he couldn't find a time. It just said midnight for the day. That was confusing. He was forced to bother Cathleen again.
'Chung, no time on service, No p/u address.' he sent.
A few minutes later, James received 'Meeting here, unknown time, your room'.
Well, there's a first. Not having to go anywhere? He could get used to that. 'Sorry to bother you, is there someone else I should report to?'
'NO report to me' was the reply.
It didn't make sense to him. He was reporting to the top. But his was not to question why, he supposed.
He hopped online, checked out the college his records were sent to. They hooked him up with a top notch one. Stars and figure heads used it for their kids. He saw plenty of work to do. He got involved with it, trying to catch up. Time went by and he had been there a few hours. Feeling the grumbling in his gut, he thought to eat a bite. He remembered buying some lunch meat and that seemed like a good idea. Finishing a course, he got up and headed for the rec room.
"Dr. Song, how are you?" he greeted, entering into the mini kitchen. The doctor was wearing a dress today and he was impressed with the cleavage she was showing off.
"I'm here." she replied with a sigh, preparing a ready-made meal to microwave.
"I must say, you look ravishing in that dress." James complimented, getting in the fridge for his ingredients.
She looked over at him, stopping her work, "You just like the cleavage." she suspected aloud.
He looked back at her and rose up from the fridge, "I was referring to the total package. But if you want to single your bust out, that would be a good place to start." he replied.
"Ok, what color of shoes am I wearing." she asked, knowing he couldn't see them from his position.
"Black, with buckles on the side." he responded, knowing his efforts in training his eye for detail was paying off.
"Lucky guess." she snorted, turning back to her task.
James wasn't going to let her get by with that. "Was not, just like your perfume, blue bow holding your hair back, and the birthmark on your left ankle, I noticed."
She was a little shocked, "Guess yo
u know what color of panties I'm wearing too!" she huffed.
"You're not." he knew, no panty lines under that hugging dress. He went back to fetch the mayo.
"Am so!" she insisted. "Are not." he insisted.
"You don't know that, you wish I weren't!" she argued.
"Wishes come true and you aren't wearing anything under it. You were in a rush to get dressed apparently. You missed a hook on your bra too." noticing the hump in the middle of her back. James turned around and headed for his room, leaving the doctor mystified.
Checking his phone for the Hunts, he didn't have to be anywhere until 5pm that afternoon. He started back in to his work. Checking his bank, he definitely had 5k deposited under Spenco.
The intercom sounded about an hour later. The line claimed it was CS01. James picked it up.
"Hello?" James answered.
"Ying Chung is on her way. She's yours to use and abuse." Cathleen announced.
"Great, anything I should know?" James thought to ask, scrambling to get his room in order.
"She's a little shy. You'll have to coax her a little. Some oriental girls are such timid creatures." she claimed.
"Ok, but I won't force her, you understand." James replied.
"Who knows, she might like it if you did." Cathleen giggled and hung up the phone.
Clearing his work off the computer desk, James double checked his appearance. Spraying on more deodorant, he thought he would be just fine. A few minutes later, a quiet knock sounded on the door. James opened it without using the buzzer. A petite black-haired girl was staring up at his chest. She was actually shorter than his chest. James could carry this girl around like a suitcase. Behind her, Niles was looking at him with a grin wider than his normal one.
"This is James Farlow." Niles introduced, "James, Miss Ying Chung." and made lurid innuendoes behind her back.
"Please, do come in." James said, opening the door wider and giving Niles a chastising glare.
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