Mark And Julia

[3151]

MARK

A few months after I had moved to Seattle, I got a call from Chuck as I was on the way into the office. “Hey, this won’t be announced until later today, but Don has resigned. Since I assume he is going to a competitor, I had our IT department shut down all of his tech as of an hour ago.”

“That’s too bad,” I replied. “He’s a nice guy.”

“Yeah, but this is business. Nice guy shit doesn’t matter.” He was clearly pissed. “The reason I am calling is that we need someone to go to the Consumer Electronics show in Vegas. Doug was our guy, but he’s out. I’ve had his room rebooked in your name, and I am emailing plane and event entry tickets to you.”

“What about other work?”

“Forget your other projects, we need you there tomorrow morning. The conference starts on Monday, but half of the business is done poolside over the weekend. I’ve sent a corporate credit card to the front desk for your expenses. Please don’t go too crazy.” I just emailed the details to you. Based on Don’t calendar entry, he was scheduled to meet with Brett Johnson from RBR Tech about synergies between our two companies at the Parlor Cocktail Lounge at 1:00. It’s a poolside bar. Try not to suffer too much.”

I left on the first flight out from Seattle this morning, got an Uber to the Mirage and checked in. The place was packed. The CES is the hottest show in Vegas, it’s a not-miss for anyone who’s big or wants to be big in the business. I checked in, went to my room on the 25th floor and changed into shorts and a golf shirt with our company name on the chest, so Brett would recognize me. Just a guy relaxing at the pool.

I left the cool air conditioning and hit a blast of Vegas heat. Dry or not, it was fucking hot out! I ordered a beer and turned around so the mystery Brett could see my shirt. One beer was done, and I ordered another. The person next to me was tall and black with a shaven head. As we turned toward each other, I could see that the large-framed person was female. Not only did she have strong arms and broad shoulders, she also had gigantic firm tits that rode high on her chest.

Now I am 6’2, so I am fairly imposing, but this woman was about two inches shorter, and was buff and built. Looking away to avoid an uncomfortable scene where I might be embarrassed or get my ass kicked for staring, I heard a soft laugh. “You must be Mark, I am Brett Johnson,” she said I shook her outstretched hand. “Nice to meet you, Brett.”

“Not what you were expecting,” she asked. “I love doing that to people.”

We grabbed a table and shared drinks. I didn’t want to jump right into business at first. It is best to get to know people a bit first, and I have no idea which competitor might be sitting at the next table. We made small talk about our travels to Vegas and basic business. After a bit, she looked at her phone. “I have a reservation for two at the Bare Lounge at 2:30. It is a small cabana with wait service, some shade and a great view. It’s always fun to start a trip to Vegas here.”

We walked across the pool deck to the entry to the Bare Lounge. The discrete sign at the entry warned against bringing in alcohol or glass, swim at your own risk and all the other legal BS. The last line got me. “BEFORE ENTERING, PLEASE BE AWARE THAT THIS POOL IS CLOTHING OPTIONAL.”

Brett caught me looking. “Hey, what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas.

A pool attendant in the smallest bathing suit that I have ever seen brought us to our cabana. Brett handed him a tip for walking us across the pool deck. The attendant brought towels for our lounge chairs and turned on the two fans that were spraying a cooling mist to cool our area.

I glanced over to see a volleyball game going on at the further end of the pool where most of the women were topless. As guys jumped to spike the ball, I could see that they too had no suits on. Closer to us was a quiet section where people swam and others were standing chest-deep, chatting in the hot sun. Most were topless or fully nude. Nobody seemed to care.

“As I said, Brett started, “not a bad view.

Brett removed her loose top, revealing a titanic sized bust line that rode high on her chest. Her stomach was washboard tight, and her micro-bottom spared nothing to the imagination. The two round globes of her ass were spectacular.

“Well…” she said motioning toward me.

I was wearing boxer-briefs under my shorts. I hadn’t planned to swim, no less be in a place like this. Brett sent me to the swimwear shop at the further end of the pool where I bought a reasonable suit that showed off what I had to offer. “When in Vegas…”

I left the store wearing the suit and found the sheer privacy fabric that hung on the front of our cabana was drawn closed. “I’m back.”

“Come in,” replied Brett, who had her back to me. “Can you put some sunblock on my back?” I spread the lotion on her back, noticing the amazing tats on her shoulders and strong upper arms. Her hands arms were in front of her, holding her top against her chest… I thought.

When I was done, Brett turned around and faced me with the most spectacular tits I had ever seen. “Oh, wow,” I said, before apologizing.

“No need,” Mother Nature was kind to me. Please continue,” she said as she looked at the bottle. After warming the lotion in my hands, I rubbed the top of her chest, and tight abs, as I ignored her breasts. “Finish the job, Mark,” she said as she placed her hands on the top of her tits. Now, I am a pretty big guy, and my hands did not do the job covering her entire chest. I could feel the lump rising in my shorts.

Just as things were heating up, we felt the movement of the curtains. The waiter was back with two drinks. “Our tequila special of the day, ma’am.” Brett thanked him and sent him on his way.

As she sat in one of the lounge chairs, she patted the other, indicating that I should sit. “Now, tell me about your company, Mark."

 

[fireman1294]

Fuuuck. I love super muscular strong women with big tits.

 

[clicknutz]

Fuuuck. I love super muscular strong women with big tits.

Bump!

 

[3151]

BRETT

With the last-minute switch, I didn’t have a chance to review Mark’s social media accounts to get a read on him before we met at the bar. Damn, I didn’t expect him to be hot. Don was good looking, but Mark was… well… on a different level. We met at the bar, and I figured that he would be a good plaything for the afternoon. Of course, Mark wasn’t prepared so I sent him to buy a bathing suit.

I was in the cabana that I had rented for the day with my back to the entry when he came back. I asked him to spread lotion on by back before turning around. It was clear from his reaction that he wasn’t expecting me to be topless.

“Wow,” he said when he saw my chest. Although I was almost 30, I had tits that 18-year-old women envied. He apologized for his initial response. I left him off easy…

“No need,” Mother Nature was kind to me. Please continue,” I said as I looked at the bottle, playing it cool. He rubbed the top of my tits and abs, being careful to avoid my tits.

“Finish the job, Mark,” I said as I guided my hands to where I wanted them.

Just as things were getting good, the waiter was back with two drinks. “Our tequila special of the day, ma’am.” I thanked him and sat in one of the lounge chairs, patting the other, before asking about his company.

Mark rambled on about this company as I watched the lump grow in his now too-small bathing suit. He talked about capabilities, potential new markets… blah blah blah.

I listed and asked questions as he went on with his talk as the bartender returned. “We’ll have another round,” I said without asking Mark what his preference was.

“Let’s take a break, I offered as I stood. My tits and body towered over Mark, which, given his size, was impressive. “Let’s go for a swim. I knew that my micro bottom would fall off if I made the wrong move, so I just removed it to keep things safe.

Mark was silent. I am sure that he was thinking about the business meeting that we were supposed to have, and how Chuck would kill him if he came home with nothing to show for it. “We will continue later,” I said before moving the curtain to the side as I emerged into the hot Los Vegas air.

Before long, the two of us were in the cool pool, watching the others play volleyball. I could feel the eyes of the other men, and some of their wives and/or girlfriends on me. That was nothing new.

We retuned to the cabana after the swim, and started some small talk that was personal, no business. Mark wasn’t married and had a serious girlfriend. I pried out of him that she was a hot one… not just a girl who had a sexless, vanilla life. I told him a bit about me, keeping things guarded.

It was time to finish the hunt. “Tell me about that impressive lump in your shorts. I have been eyeing it all day. Don had to move on in his career. I am glad that Chuck sent Mark as a replacement. This was going to be fun.

Mark didn’t know what to say, so he decided to tease a bit, moving the small fabric pouch that was struggling to hold his cock aside. The head was wide and fat. The shaft was long, with thick veins that delivered the blood necessary to maintain his spectacular erection.

Now it was my turn…. “Wow

At my suggestion, we went inside and headed toward the elevators where I opened the doors to the lobby area for the Mirage Executive Floor. We entered the elevator and I hit the button for the top floor. This was going to be fun.

JOHN

I had been in the suite all afternoon waiting for Brett to come back. I woman came to the room shortly after Brett left to assist in my preparation for the day. She started by joining me in the tub of the owner’s suite bathroom. Built like a gymnast, her a-cup tits were hot in a different way than Brett’s unreal breasts. Taking her special soaps, she bathed me before waxing my body from head to toe. Brett allowed eyebrows, but little else. This is how she liked me, and what she wants is always good for me.

It had been nearly two hours since the attendant left the suite. After waxing my cock and balls, the attendant stoked me to a full erection. My six-inch cock stood at attention, yet, due to Brett’s orders, the attendant stopped short of letting me cum.

My instructions were to maintain an erection until she returned. About an hour after the attendant left, room service came with my lunch. The waitress closed the door behind her and got on her knees, talking my thick cock in her mouth. Instinctively, I took her hear in my hands and started fucking her mouth. Backing off, she said “that is not allowed. Ms. Brett sets the rules.” She left me with an achingly hard cock as I at my lunch alone.

I sat and watched a movie on Netflix, slowly stroking my cock whenever the hardness started to fade. Damn I was horny. The doorbell rang, and room service returned once again. The man said “Ms. Brett will be here soon, please leave this for her. I was naked, hairless, and hard. I was a bit startled when the guy came in, but this was Vegas. Life is different here.

Finally I could hear Brett’s voice as she approached in the hall. I could hear the electronic key opening the door and there she was. Brett was back.

“Did you have a nice…” I said before being cut off.

“John, this is Mark. Mark, this is John,” she said as she entered the room. As quick as she entered, she stripped off her clothes. Standing there naked before both of us, she said “Ok John, you can cum now.”

Without a word, without touching myself, my penis extended an extra half-inch, fattening up to maximum size before I felt my balls tighten against my body. I stood still as a huge dollop of cum flew to the extended tip of my penis, followed by two more volleys of cum.

“Stop, save the rest for later,” she said without looking at me.

As quickly as the orgasm started, it stopped.

She was good.

 

[fireman1294]

Fuuuck that’s hot!!

 

[3151]

MARK

Watching Brett control John is crazy! She tells him to cum and without any stimulation he shoots a load, and then stops on command. I was fucking hard watching the show.

“John, did you order from room service?”

“As requested, of course. It should be here in a few…” he replied as the phone rang. “Yes,” he said as he picked up the phone. “Bring it right up, thank you.” A few minutes later, we heard a knock on the front door of our suite.

“Answer the door,” said Brett as she looked at John. Without reaching for his clothes, John headed for the door. “And make sure you’re hard.” John stiffened without any physical touch before opening the door. The waiter was unphased. Vegas, I guess. John signed the check “Add $100,” said Brett as she waited for the food.

She explained that she trained and watched her diet six days a week, allowing for one day off when needed, as she uncovered three steaks with grilled onions and fries, and removed a small towel revealing a selection of cold beer. Soon after, the steaks were gone as was our first round of beer. I offered a second round, which the other two gladly accepted.

“And now the fun starts,” declared Brett. Stripping off her bathing suit and cover up, Brett asked John to put his empty bottle on the floor before squatting over the bottle. She moved down until the neck of the bottled entered her hairless pussy. Without moving down further she squeezed and released repeating over and over until the neck was firmly inside her pussy. She then held it in place with one pinky as she lay on the couch in the living room. After extending her legs, she let go of the bottle and used her pussy muscles to slowly take the bottle in until the neck and wide part were buried. Using her muscles, she pushed it out, and pulled it back in again several times. I was mesmerized.

“It’s ok to stare, Mark,” but take of your shorts so I can stare at you.”

I removed my shorts with my back to her, pretending to be shy… let’s be honest, I was a bit intimidated.

“Turn around.” I did.

“Now John, you have a nice penis that does the job, but would you look at that fucking cock? You have to admit that Mark’s got you beat.”

“Yes, his cock is amazing,” replied John.

I felt like a piece of meat.

“John, it is too bad that Mark and I are discussing business. I don’t fuck people I am working with; wouldn’t you agree?”

“Of course.”

“Mark, with the tricks this pussy can do, is there any doubt that I would be an animal in bed? I would fuck that cock and drain it so many times that it would be left begging for mercy?”

Man, that was hot. “Yes… I mean no doubt.”

Brett pulled the bottle inside until her labia closed around it. It was completely inside her, taken only by her vaginal muscles. With one push, the bottle slid out, dropping onto the couch.

“John, come eat my pussy, I need your tongue.”

“Brett, it has been months, are you sure?”

“This is your gift. I am yours this afternoon. I will fuck and suck you since I can’t have Mark’s huge cock.”

“I can leave you two,” I started to say.

“No. Stay and watch, that’s much more fun,” she replied as John knelt between her legs, eating her amazing snatch. Brett rode his face as she moved from orgasm to orgasm. I was surprised when she called out my name. “Mark, get me another beer.” Not what I was expecting her to say, but I followed orders. She had me.

She took a short break, opening the bottle and downing half in one pull. “God your cock is amazing,” she said to me. Show me how you jerk it. Wrap your hand around your fat shaft as you think of me, but don’t cum yet. I followed her lead as I started jacking my aching cock.

“John, isn’t it beautiful? Don’t you wish your dick was as big and fat as Mark’s penis? Don’t you think he would do a great job fucking me, filling me with his cum?” Brett finished the beer before letting go of the bottle. I grabbed it before it fell and broke. No need to have to call 911.

This was truly twisted.


JOHN

It had been six months since Brett allowed me inside of her. She gave good head occasionally, and her hand jobs were incredible, but man was her pussy special. So hot and wet. Gripping, massaging me from the inside. I focused like a laser. Do not cum yet, I told myself.

“John, your cock is so hot, I forget how good you are. Work hard to earn more of my pussy so we can fuck more,” she said to me.

“I will, I promise.”

I was lying on the floor as she straddled me, taking me over and over deep inside her pussy. “You are so deep, filling me…. Almost as much as Mark would if he could fuck me. I bet he would like my pussy wrapped around his cock. John, tell Mark how amazing my pussy is. How I control you.”

“Mark,” I started while breathing heavily, “Brett is a goddess, an amazing lay, best pussy ever. You would love to fuck her, too bad you can’t.”

“Be nice to Mark, John.”

“Beer before sex is the best, isn’t it, John,” she asked me. I knew what was next.



MARK

She had me wrapped around her finger. I would have jumped out of the window if she asked. She was a sex machine, a spectacular specimen. I was there, naked, and hard and I couldn’t have her.

She was riding John, and then she stopped and said, “beer is best before sex” to John. As started riding him again, she pulled up to the tip before plunging down. “Cum now,” was all it took to allow John to shoot his load deep inside her. This time, she didn’t ask him to stop as the cum filled her pussy.

He remained mostly hard. “Now,” she said as the beer-sex connection came together for me. John unleashed two beer’s worth of hot piss inside of Brett as her muscles seemed to drink the hot liquid from the tip of John’s cock. Fucking unreal.

“Mark, I can’t touch you, but you can come for me, on me.” My hand went back to my steel-hard cock as I wrapped my hand around my shaft.

“I feel each ridge, each vein of my fat, hard, huge cock. I know you want it, Brett. I know you want my cum in your mouth, in your pussy and in your gaping ass. I know you want to milk me, fuck me, and leave me in a heap in the morning. I know you want my cock and I have known since we met at the bar.

I turned the tables on her as I jacked my fat shaft. It was fucking huge, bigger than ever as I felt the first volley make the long trip up my cock before spewing onto Brett’s tits. The second shot hit her in the face. Putting my cock millimeters from her lips, I said “you can’t touch this, your rules,” as my next shot covered her lips. She opened her mouth to protest and was met my next shot before the flow slowed.

Insane!

Brett came to her senses, taking John by the hand and leading him into the bathroom. The door closed behind me as I heard the shower start. I sat down on the bed in the owner’s suite and shook my head in disbelief.

BRETT

FUCKING COCKSUCKER! Mark had me, he turned me that fucking stud. He read me like a book. I wanted him and couldn’t have him, based on my own rules. FUCK!

John and I showered, sharing a leisurely standing fuck before I sat on the shower bench, taking his hardness into my mouth. Suddenly, I had an idea. FUCK MARK, I mean I was going to fuck Mark.

Pulling John’s cock from my mouth, I left the shower. I put on a robe and went back to where Mark had dosed off. “Wake up,” I said as I whispered in his ear.

I directed John to get ready to leave, telling him to put on his shirt before bringing him back into the bathroom. “Get in here, Mark.” The guys looked frightened.

“John, cum” was all had to say before his cock hardened once again and shot a smaller load. It had been a long day. “That’s a bonus. Take my room key and club card. Enjoy the night off, and don’t have too much fun.

With John out of the room, I called Chuck and switched to Facetime. “Holy, shit,” was the comment from his side as he looked at my body. “Where is Mark?”

“He’s right here.” Mark greeted Chuck from off-camera.

“Are you ok,” he asked.

“Not sure, I think so,” replied Mark as Chuck laughed. “You are unreal, Brett. Ever since we were in college together. Just unreal.”

“I have reached a decision this afternoon. First, Mark is most impressive, and I don’t just mean down there,” I said as I pointed the phone toward his covered crotch. He has great business sense and is smart as can be. Good choice.”

“and…” Chuck replied.

“I have decided to suspend our talks. The deal is off, for now.”

“What the….”

“You remember my rule on not mixing sex with business,” I started. “Well, our companies are no longer conducting business, or discussing any further business, am I clear?”

“I guess so, although I must say that I am disappointed.”

“Perhaps I will reconsider in the morning. We can talk at 10:00. I may change my mind and restart talks. For now, Mark and I will get to know each other, to see if we can find some mutual synergy. I have a lot to consider,” I concluded as I walked behind Mark, removing his robe as Chuck watched from his office.

“An impressive hire, Chuck. Very impressive. We will talk after an evening of his input. Until then…” I said as I clicked off the camera.

“Learn one thing, Mark. I always get what I want.”

 

[fireman1294]

Fucking hell thats hot.

 

[deleted969111]

I’ve done Vegas shows with a young sexy assistant.

nothing like this, but as My sssuu it stant said “what happens in Vegas …”

 

[fireman1294]

Bump

 

[3151]

MARK

Holy shit, I had just blown-up whatever deal Chuck was working on with RBR Tech, I thought as Brett finished her conversation.

“What the…” I asked.

“Don’t worry, I am taking advantage of a ‘time out’ of sorts. My rule is not to fuck around with business partners. As of now, and until 10 AM tomorrow, I have no business link to Chuck, his company or to you. That makes you just a guy who I met at the pool. A really nice guy, with a great body and a spectacular penis. A guy who is mine. All mine for tonight.”

Brett then excused herself as she headed for the luxury bathroom. The whole thing had started so quickly with the rushed start to the trip, I knew nothing about Brett or RBR Tech. I picked up my phone and googled the company, and then checked out Brett on social media.

Brett was not just someone at RBR, she was the B in the name. The company was founded a few years ago by two women and a man… whose first names were Robert, Brett, and Rachel. She wasn’t a sales rep or a middle manager, she was the company. No pressure on me to perform. None at all.

“You googled me,” said Brett, now standing next to me.

“Yup,” I replied. “You own the fucking company.”

“Yup,” she replied, now come here, and fuck me,” she demanded as she lay back on the bed.

“Not so fast,” I replied, trying to grab my dominance back. Taking her by the hand I led her into the huge bathroom. The Vegas strip was far below us as we could see the sun setting in the picture windows. Turning on the shower, I had led her into the shower, closing the door behind us as I took her into my arms, kissing her deeply.

BRETT

I have to hand it to Mark. He is young, but he is good. He took the upper hand from me as we stood in the shower. He approached me from behind as I felt his cock rise against my legs as his hands travelled up my torso as he reached around, cupping my big tits.

Mark pulled on my nipples, working them until they stood proud. Grabbing some soap, he lathered me up head to toe, not missing a spot as my body hummed with pleasure. Brett spotted the razor in the shower as he lathered my scalp. It was so hot to sit on the shower bench as Brett shaved my head bare.

I then took the razor from him and shaved him bare. Gone was any chest hair or any hair around his cock and balls. If possible, his cock looked bigger than ever before.

With the shower over, Mark left the room briefly. “All set,” was all he said as he held my robe for me. I was disappointed.

A few minutes later, two men asked for clearance as they entered our luxury suite. The two men delivered and set up a massage table, and accessories. Before the men left, he signed my name and left an ample tip. “Allison, take off your robe and make yourself comfortable before these men leave.

The two guys turned to leave quickly to avoid the awkwardness. “Stay for a moment,” Mark offered. “Brett, why not share your true beauty with these fine young men.” The tables had been turned, as I pulled off her robe to show my body to these strangers.

“She is totally fuckable,” Mark said as if I wasn’t there. The men, caught in the middle, agreed. “They seem to love your tits, why not turn around and show them your ass.” He then had me bend at my knees, showing the puffy slit of her pussy to the guys.

The guys were then dismissed with lumps in their pants.

“Lie down,” he demanded.

The massage was soothing and nice. Mark was a class act.


MARK

I don’t know how I pulled it off, but I had the balls to use Brett to bring my fantasy to life. For years as I grew up watching porn like most men did, and a favorite genre was the massage. As dumb and planned as I knew it was, it just did something for me.

Now this ebony muscle goddess was on her belly, tits pressed against the table as I massaged her strong shoulders and neck. Working my way down her back, I paused at her muscled ass and skipped to her ankles. I felt each ridge of her muscled legs as I worked toward her pussy. Reaching the V between her legs, I dripped oil on her ass, massaging her until her twin globes of her ass. I massaged each deeply before moving back to her thighs, which seemed to part instinctively. Just as Brett moaned at the anticipation of my fingers and more against her sex, I moved again. Standing at the head of the table, I added massage oil to my hands before massaging Brett’s shaven scalp.

Brett’s head turned toward me as she was eye-level with my cock. I was so into the massage, that I jumped when Brett grabbed me. “So fucking big,” was all she said.

“Ma’am, it is against hotel rules to touch the masseuse,”

“Fuck the rules,” she replied as she licked the fat head of my cock. Taking my head into her mouth, I leaned over and massaged her pussy, running two fingers along her slit as she went to work on me.

BRETT

Mark had me on the table as I turned on my side to get better access to his cock. “God this thing is amazing,” I said between sucks, “now come fuck me.”

Not giving up his control, her lay me back on my stomach, approaching me from behind. Using two, then, three fingers, he brought be to a shattering orgasm of anticipation. He then moved up as my ass raised instinctively to get the correct angle as he sunk his fat, long hard cock into me in one stroke. I was in heaven. He fucked me back and forth for several minutes before turning me onto my back and pulling me toward the foot of the table so he could have access to me. Instead of fucking me, he bent down, pulling my legs up as he used his tongue and talented fingers on gaping pussy.


MARK

Brett’s nectar flowed freely from her wonderful pussy as she came as I sucked the clit that had extended beneath her. “I want your ass,” I said as I licked her hole.

“It’s yours, she answered as she got up on all fours. Her submission was complete. I worked my cock into her pussy first to make sure it was well lubed before slowly entering her ass. This was all too hot for me. I reached around to her clit and held on as she fucked back and forth on my cock until we both exploded in orgasm.