159 threesome + 1

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Barbara looked at me with puppy dog eyes.  I knew what she was expecting, but I didn’t think she had told me everything.  “So tell me Barbara, what do you know about James’s personal life?”

 

“Nothing,” she said.

 

“Then, I guess we are finished here,” I replied.

 

“Okay, what if I knew something about his personal life.  What would it be worth?” she asked.

 

“That depends on what you know.  Names and dates are worth more than rumors and maybes.” I replied.

 

“I can give you the names of his lady friends, since his divorce.  Some of them would probably talk.  I’m sure one or two would be ready to tell the truth by now.  So what would that be worth?”

 

“Rather than do that, let’s negotiate.  What is it you want?” I asked.

 

“My boyfriend would really like to meet you.  He though, we might all spend some quality time together.  Your treat of course,” she said.

 

“That sounds pretty reasonable.  You write the information down and give me the paper after the payment.  Now Barbara, you said you have seen the Net Bits.  If you have, then you know you don’t want to screw with me, at least not that way,” I said with a laugh.

 

“I think that is fair enough.  I’ll write down what I know after I call Ned,” she said in agreement.  She used her cell phone to make the call.  She began to write while she finished her second glass of wine.  I had a second cup of coffee as well.  Making the list took several pages of my much smaller pocket notebook.  It also took her longer than I would have thought.  I wondered if James got around that much, or if she was making comments on the women as well.

 

I found time to check into the motel.  The damn room cost me a hundred bucks.  The information better be worth that, and my ass, or I was going to shoot them both.  She finally stopped writing, so I spoke.  “So, is the boyfriend you ex’s daddy?” I asked.

 

“For once the rumors about me are true,” she said.

 

“Oh I heard your marriage lasted less than a month, but his daddy was sort of paying the alimony in the form of a job.” I said.  It sounds pretty harmless unless one looked for the worst in everyone, which I always did of course.

 

“My infatuation with his dad began the first time I saw him.  It turned sexual after my honeymoon.  When my husband found out, he left me immediately.  I told him that they could share, but he would have none of it.” she said.

 

I intentionally just nodded my understanding.  I did not want to comment.  Since I had been with a man much older than myself, I couldn’t judge that part.  I had never cheated on a husband, so I couldn’t go along with that.  Barbara liked to talk, but she was careful what she said and how she phrased it.  She obviously knew that I was wired.  I didn’t mind that she knew.

 

“If the TV people use this, they will pay for it won’t they?” she asked.

 

“Since they won’t be in the room. they probably won’t use that part at all.  The conversation we are having might make it to the show, in which case they will ask you to sign a release.  That is when you have to negotiate a price.  Once the release is signed, they own the images.” I said honestly.  Jen and I had agreed from the start to explain it on tape, whenever I was asked about TV usage.

 

“So how do we get the  camera crew into the room?” Barbara asked.

 

“Are you sure you want to have what you do behind closed doors on National TV.  Even though they won’t shoot it as porno, people will know what you are doing.  They are pretty good at getting the idea across, while keeping the FCC off their ass.”

 

“Let me talk to Ned first, then we will decide.  Is that okay?” she asked.  

 

“The least intrusive way would have been for you guys to come to my place, but since I have already booked the room, the camera person will have to be in the room.  I don’t even know, if they want any more of those kind of images.  If you like, I can make a call to see how they feel, before you talk to your boyfriend.” I suggested.

 

“Yes do that,” she replied.

 

I dialed Gwen’s cell phone.  I knew she was in the lounge somewhere.  “I’ve been listening.  Is she planning a threesome as payment for her information?” She asked.

 

“That’s what it looks like.  Geese, the things I do for my clients.” I said smiling at Barbara. “So what do you say?”

 

“I say go for it.  I’ll sit in a chair in the corner and film.  If there is anything Mike can use we will work out a deal for the release.” Gwen said.

 

“Okay. I’ll tell them.”  I stood up and walked far enough away so Barbara couldn’t hear me.  “You should be able to sell it the freak shows anyway.  An old man, a chubbo and a gimp, it should be interesting,” I said into the phone.

 

“I’ll say,” Gwen agreed. “Sounds like the setup for a joke.”

 

“Okay,” I said to Barbara. “Call your friend.  A camera person will film it and then the producer will decide if they can use it.  If they decide to use it, they will negotiate a deal with you for the release.’

 

“Cool, I’ll make the call,” She said.  She stood and walked away to make her call.  She was gone about ten minutes.  When she returned she was still on the phone.  She said, “Give me the room number, he will meet us there in twenty minutes.”

 

“214,” I said to her.  She repeated it into the phone then hung up.  

 

“Do you want another glass of wine?’ I asked.

 

“I think that I am going to need it.  I have never done this before.” she didn’t look a bit concerned to me.  “Let’s take the wine up to the room,” she suggested.  It would put us in the room fifteen minutes before her boyfriend arrived.  

 

It made no difference to me, so I said, “Sure.” and I paid the bar tab.  It was over twenty bucks for two coffees and three glasses of wine.  Not huge but more than I thought it was worth, by a long shot.

 

When we arrived in the room, Barbara stood close and looked into my eyes.  It was more than a little obvious that she wanted to be kissed.  I assumed that she wanted to start before the boyfriend, or the camera arrived.  I figured that it was probably a test run, to be sure she could go through with it.  

 

That’s what I thought, until I kissed her.  The kiss didn’t even start out tentative.  It started out passionate and just kept growing.  I was gasping for air, when we broke the embrace.  Barbara had chubby girl boobs.  They were both soft and heavy feeling against my own breasts.  As I kissed her, I could feel her soft hips pushing at me.  The movement was working to convince me that she was getting excited.  I believed that she was, I knew for sure that I was getting turned on.  She had to know, because my breathing was ragged.

 

Barbara reached behind me to undo the hook of my dress.  That was followed by the lowering of my dress top.  It was at that moment that the first knock on the door came.  It was Gwen with her most impressive camera.  I’m sure that was for Barbara’s benefit.  Much more professional looking than the high definition fake cell phone.

 

Gwen didn’t say a word or even look at Barbara.  She just moved to the chair in the corner of the room.  I moved back to kiss Barbara again.  It took about two minutes for her to be in the same state as before.  She began to remove my bra after the dress fell to the floor around my feet.  After the bra was gone, she removed my panties by holding the waist band, then kneeling.  My panties went down with her.  While down there she kissed my mound gently.

 

I lifted her so that I could kiss her lips again.  At that point the second knock came.  Since I was naked, Barbara answered the door.  She stepped back allowing a man about sixty to enter the room.  I was the only one naked and feeling more that a little vulnerable.   

 

Without even a hello, the man walked to me and pushed me to my knees.  I knew what he wanted, so I unzipped his pants and worked his cock out.  I was being careful not to stretch the calf muscle too much, so I looked very clumsy doing it.  I tottered on one knee.  He noticed it and pulled me to my feet again.  He led me to the bed, where I sat on the edge.  He moved close enough, so that I could kiss his cock.  

 

I kissed the head of it and then licked his cock from the base all the way to the head.  Those were not dry licks either. I covered his cock with my saliva.  Men seemed to love that.  He was no exception.  I could hear his breathing change.

 

When I felt Barbara’s hand cover my pussy, I realized that I was sitting beside her while I licked her boyfriend’s cock.

 

“Please suck it,” he said.  He was a lot more polite than I was used to, but I still did as he asked.

 

I took the head into my mouth and sucked it like a baby nursing.  In a way that’s what I was doing.  I sucked it and pressed against the head with my tongue.  It took several minutes but he finally began to force his cock into my mouth, then pull back.  He did it several times before I felt him tense.

 

“Don’t swallow it, share it with me,” Barbara whispered into my ear.

 

When the man came in my mouth I tried to hold it all.  He came enough so that some worked its way out of my tight lips and over my chin.  I had no idea where it settled.  I quickly pulled off his cock and kissed Barbara.  As  I did I allowed her to force my mouth open with her tongue.  She moved her tongue around inside my cum filled mouth.  After what seemed like the right amount of time, I forced most of the cum into her mouth.

 

She had been sitting beside me, so when her mouth was full she stood, then she went to kiss her boyfriend.   Before I knew what was going on she turned, knelt, then forced my legs apart.  Her boyfriend pushed me back onto the bed.  She began to lick and suck on my clit.  Her tongue also found its way inside my soaking wet pussy.    I was almost crazy with the sensation overload, when her boyfriend bit my nipple.  I screamed as I came.   

 

“Now me, Barbara said as she moved to sit against the headboard of the bed with her legs spread wide.  I rolled over to move my lips against her pussy.  I was in a bit of pain, but also still throbbing and shaking from the orgasm they had given me.

 

I began by licking and sucking on her clit.  Then I licked at her labia and sucked it into my mouth as well.  When I felt her begin to raise her hips to help me, I slipped a finger inside her throbbing pussy, then moved it to her rectum as I sucked hard on her clit.  

 

Just before she came, I felt the boyfriend penetrate my rectum with his thumb.  When she exploded into an orgasm, she covered my face in a warm slippery liquid. I sucked at her pussy hungrily as the boyfriend finger fucked my ass until I came again.

 

If Gwen had not been there, it might have gone on all night.  I think she intimidated the couple, even though they swore that she didn’t.  In the end we all sat around recovering from the episode.  They both swore that it was the best blowjob they ever had.  I listened knowing it might have been true, but it just as easily could have been bullshit.  

 

Then we each left in our own cars.  I had a hard time concentrating on the drive back to Aster.  I had an equally hard time getting through the security gate, while juggling my purse, my crutches, and my still trembling ass.                                                                                    

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6 Responses to 159 threesome + 1

  1. Jim Bairs says:

    I really don’t like Max much when she turns into a whore. I just don’t see the need for it.

    • cindypress says:

      Max is just max not a saint, not a true whore, and not a super hero. Max is just max trying to get by in the world.

      This time there was a reason for her whoring. not a good reason, but any excuse is better than no excuse.

  2. Jim; at times, we must all feed the dark beasts of passion. While many of us hold out, some of us don’t; instead we embrace the beast and take as much as we give. I think Bonnie is doing a great job of describing this need within Maxine. Rememeber the odds are good that Maxine doesn’t like herself, when she gives in, either.

  3. Eric says:

    One word…FUCKING WOW!!!! 😉

  4. cindypress says:

    Thanks…. that is also one word…

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