The Courts Of Pleasure Ch. 04

"Perhaps if you give this chap the bonus of your beautiful bare body in the bargain Miss?" Cliff returned as his hands drew her mini up over her bosom and off over her head leaving her utterly naked to their eyes.

The full-length mirror on the wall tossed her naked image back at her and there was a newly seductive quality to her curves. Her shapely calves lifted over the spiky heels with a teasing tenseness, and her butt tilted invitingly out with a lift that revealed her swollen sex to groping hands. She turned on her toes studying her charms and even her tits looked more suckable.

"Deal!" the clerk said gruffly and left to lock the door of his store trapping her inside with Cliff.

Returning his hand reached for Sarah's head pressuring her to kneel before him. "Well,,,?" he muttered expectantly and obediently her hands lifted to his belt buckle, one flipping it open the other unzipping his fly to release his erection already rigid with need.

With a glance up at Cliff she slid her hands over the guy's thick stubby cock, it would be a mouthful for sure. He was gazing down at her with that look of sensual expectancy she knew so well. Sucking another guy's cock while Cliff watched would be a novel experience for sure.

Sarah shook out her hair the blonde torrent draping her shoulders and tickling her breasts as the fellow slumped down and back into the chair his organ lifting to her mouth poised above it, and that's when she felt Cliff's hand nudge her head forward to the feast touching her lips.

The stubby cock was uncut and as her tongue touched it the guy's glans lifted eagerly from his foreskin to that first swirl of her tongue over its bulk. She paused to savor his flavors so musky and male and then captured the whole of his head into her mouth.

Cliff loomed behind her studying her familiar beauties in this new setting and read the absorption of her lusty mouth on the guy's cock, the eagerness of her beauteous blonde head bobbing up and down over the organ filling her cheeks and the sight filled him with satisfaction. His own organ lifted under his fly straining suddenly for release and Sarah heard the unmistakable sound of his zipper descending.

Eagerly she turned to the familiar form flopping up to her face in its grand state at last and took Cliff's circumcised cock into her mouth. And then she traded the two erections energetically for a long session of cocks-sucking, registering every nuance of their differences in her mouth and under her tongue.

At last when she had brought them both to the full height of their erections she paused waiting for the signal from her husband of what he wanted next. Did the clerk want her cunt or her butt first? Whatever he wanted both of her orifices were signaling their hunger for satisfaction. That long interval of the guy's fingering had left her craving for cock and now for a wild threesome with this guy and Cliff.

The creak of the chair reclining suddenly left guy on his back, his organ invitingly erect over his hips and she felt Cliff's hands on her waist urging her to mount that glistening phallus slick with her saliva. In a moment she had straddled the guy's loins, her hands grabbed his cock, aimed it at her cunt and in an instant she felt the thrust of his organ up into her vagina.

The session of fucking that followed was everything that Cliff was looking for. He studied Sarah's lusty acrobatics with delight. There was now no question that his wife not only had a cock-hungry twat but an equal appetite for anal penetration as well as she traded her orifices upon the guy's erection.

Utter pleasure spread through every nerve and fiber of Sarah's being. The beginning of that incredible journey to the outer reaches of rapture, so familiar and so urgently needed, had arrived. The waves mounting from her Passion-Flower moved her hips into rapid circular rhythmic spasms working her vagina and anal opening together into the orgasm that was cresting with incredible delight within her, all those sensations just the appetizer to the climax of this guy's cock and Cliff's together driving her into the ecstasy that she now knew would be hers in the threesome ahead.

Then there was a gush of cum, a fountain of jizz lathering her orifices posting upon the softening shaft suddenly wilting in her fingers and shrinking into satisfaction.

Gasping for breath she flopped forward upon the guy's chest and reached back for Cliff's cock. It's familiar bulk filled her hand ramming his erection into her anal pucker and all those exquisite pleasures she had known from him in the past thrilled through her again.

Her anal orgasm milked him maddeningly, its protracted convulsions upon his unyielding cock a marvel of enraptured fucking that at last left Sarah prostrate with fulfilled passion and Cliff's cock still magnificently erect above her luscious buttocks.

Envy glowered from the clerk's features as Sarah rolled off the guy's loins, his cock limp, flaccid, and clearly beyond resurrection.

Stooping she removed the heels, dropped them into the box with her tangerine mini, handed the box to Cliff and stepped neatly into her flat sandals. Apparently a satisfying threesome with another guy would have to wait. Wrapping herself in her duster she blew the guy a kiss as Cliff savored the open envy and frustration in the man's expression while he ushered her away from the fellow and out into the corridors beyond the store.

The Mall was still busy with late shoppers but Cliff moved purposefully through the crowd and Sarah had to hurry her stride to match his. She was dizzy with excitement, ablaze with passion, reckless in her need for him.

She reached for his hand, for the firm hard familiar flesh that she had known so often but he held it from her. She longed for his touch in recognition of her gift. Craved his understanding that her eroticism was for him, and for his acknowledgment of this sensual bond between them.

Wonder filled her at his distance, at his silence, at his preoccupation with himself? She guessed he was hurrying to catch her in the heat of her arousal. There was no question that she still wanted to fuck. The desire for satisfaction ached in her. This was not the mere sensuous pleasure of Vi's 'spike'. This was the driving urge for release that filled her with impatience as Cliff led her through the cool darkness to the remote corner of the parking lot where he had left his car. The lights of the Mall glimmered faintly in the lustrous finish of the dark green Pontiac when Cliff reached for the handle and opened the rear door.

She glanced at him. "Here?" she questioned.

"This is perfect," he said. "It suits the circumstances."

She nodded, reached for the shoebox and kicked off her sandals, a slow smile touching her lips. "Do you want me to strip right here?"

He nodded silently. Slowly she slipped the buttons and the duster dropped atop her sandals as she stepped into the heels. "Turn around" he ordered. "Your ass looks great," he whispered when she offered herself at full stretch in the shadowed light. She knew he never really tired of looking at her and now she felt the new and subtle difference the heavenly hot-heels made in her shape. Her breasts glimmered nakedly before him as she shook out her hair. "I thought you both were going to fuck me at the same time."

"Did you want us to."

"What do you think?"

"I know damn well you did."

"Why didn't you put your cock in my butt while he was fucking my cunt?"

"Another time, Sarah."

"Promise?" she pleaded.

"You're hot for cock aren't you?"

"Right now all I can get," she crooned reaching for his waistband, feeling for the hard shaft beneath his fly. "Are you going to make me stand out here bare-ass all night with my pussy all wet?"

His naked phallus was in her hand now fully erect in swollen magnificent tumescence. She knelt before him upon her duster, her thumb stroking expertly over his glans and across his coronal ridge. "That's one thing about you, Cliff . You've got one hell of a nice big cock."

There was no hint of routine familiarity in the eagerness of her mouth upon him now. He gave himself over to the freshness of this living fantasy, to Sarah's clear enjoyment of her role, to her absorption in her own passion. "Someday, Sarah, I'm going to give you what you want, all the cocks that you can handle."

Her mouth slurped lusciously upon him when she lifted from his glistening erection. "Promises. All I get is promises. But tonight was a good start." And then she was upon him again. This time he was groaning with pleasure. "You're getting close too," she whispered at last. "Do you want to come in my mouth like you did in Vi's? You liked that didn't you?"

He nodded. "Yeah. Only now I'm going to cum in her cunt and yours too."

"You want more of Vi, don't you?"

"All I can get. Are you gonna help me?"

"Yes. But only if we go to The Court now." A pair of headlights lanced across the parking towards them and they ducked into the back seat. He took her then on his lap and she mounted him as soon as the flickers left them in the shadows again.

He liked it this way, her compact petite figure moving upon him, breasts before his face where her nipples could fill his mouth, where his hands could cradle her buttocks and feel every thrust, where he could see her hand fondling her clit as she fucked him, where he could deep kiss her mouth. And where he could hold out the longest against her frantic fucking.

But her arousal tonight was exceptional. He could feel it in the tightness of her vagina, in the way it pulsed upon him, in her need to have him suck her nipples to distraction.

Her heat consumed her as she posted wildly upon his phallus filling her vagina, the car rocking under them. Breathless she paused for a second and then pummeled his prick with her pussy until at last her orgasm surged irresistibly through her loins and she collapsed breathless upon his chest.

The waning convulsions in her vagina embraced his phallus still at the peak of erection. It filled her deliciously as her finger found her clit rousing her self to a whole new cascade of orgasmic surges even more delicious than the first and it was only then that he let her sex suck his cock into a response that filled her vagina with weeks of his recalcitrant cum.

They parted in the darkness then. She slipped off his organ onto the seat beside him her eyes fixing on the dim distant pulsing arc light showering motes of brilliance into the blackness before her as she caught her breath and wiped her tongue over the still firm bulk of his cum covered cock. It was over. Done!

"Tomorrow", he gasped. "Tomorrow you can start packing."

Sarah closed her eyes in exultation. "Yes!" she whispered to herself. "Whores do get paid for their work!"

*****

The corridor outside 'Walker's Shoes' shone emptily before Gilford Symes eyes. His senses still swam with the sensations left by his last customer. His palms tingled yet with her warmth, her savory scents filling his nostril while he cashed out his register, closed the blinds over his windows and glanced up at the scanners hidden in the ceiling. The videos would be most revealing of her face, her dress, her every movement, the exquisite perfection of her nakedness and her fantastic fucking.

The drawer beneath the register yielded his log and he set about recording the incident. Unfortunately there was no credit transaction, there would be no record of her name or address and they would have to search for her.

It would take time but they would find her, and when they did there would be plenty of cash in his pocket. The video alone was worth a lot and she would fetch a fortune on the market when they got her.

His whole being ached now with the desire she had roused in him. His awareness of her pleasure as he had touched her had been immediate, her gradual yielding an utter enticement to him. But then she had fucked him into total collapse. He had never known it like that before.

What a beauty in the bargain! Babes like that weren't necessarily always the hottest, you could never tell just by their looks, some of the most abandoned ones had been quite plain. The shoes were the sting. If they asked for heels you knew you had one and this one had the looks and the hots to fetch the best price on the market. Symes closed the log-book, dropped it disconsolately in the drawer and turned to the problem of finding some way to relieve the ache she had left in his loins. The unsatisfying possibilities sifted through his consciousness ending as always with his wife, dutifully and passively unresponsive beneath him as a proper woman should be. A good day he reflected fingering the silkiness of the girl's panties in his pocket. Withdrawing the tiny garment he lifted it to his nose, sniffed her aromas and laved his tongue over the panel soaked with her juices. She was a fine fuck for sure and he lingered on the prize he had just lost, on the vibrant ecstasy that had pulsed under his fingers and pummeled his cock.

Someday he would have her again. With a shrug he turned out the lights, closed his shop and opened his fly. His organ already erect with anticipation flopped into his hand. There would be another time and place to have her.

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