Chapter 2 Special Service

• My eyebrows rose, but I was surprisingly receptive, as he began to slowly rock his hips behind me, moving his cock deeper and deeper into my ass. I glanced at the dance floor and saw that my girlfriend was still dancing, then I closed my eyes and moaned as Frédéric's cock slid deeper and deeper into my ass. He finally put his whole cock inside me. With his right hand on my hips, he thrust back and forth at a steady pace, while continuing to caress my breast and pinch my nipple with his left hand.
• Maybe it was the secrecy of what we were doing in a public place, or maybe it was because I was just in the mood for a new experience, but somewhat surprisingly, I felt an orgasm rise inside me. In no time, I exploded in a massive orgasm, making my entire body shake as an electrifying orgasm washed over me. When Paul felt me cum, he picked up the pace and quickly shot several spurts of cum deep in my ass, pumping his rod in and out of my ass until his nut sack was completely empty. After he was done, he stood behind me with his cock still in my ass, gently pushing it into me, while we caught our breath. When he finally stopped thrusting and pulled his softening stick out of my asshole, I could feel his cum dripping out of my ass and onto the floor under my barstool.
• We stayed like that for a few moments...me with my eyes closed and Paul's cum dripping out of my asshole; and him with his softening cock hanging between his legs, dripping his last drops of cum onto the floor. When I opened my eyes, I noticed that my girlfriend had finished dancing and was walking back to our side of the bar. So, I adjusted the bottom of my dress to cover my ass again, and Paul slipped his cock into his pants and pulled up his zipper. By the time my girlfriend joined us, we were both back together and she didn't suspect anything.
• After a little more conversation, Paul said he had to leave. He handed me a card;
• ➖Call this number if you are interested. Honestly, I'm absolutely sure you'd be perfect for the job. Like I said, the pay is fantastic, you get to see the world in the arms of rich people, and I think the services we provide are up to your expectations.
• Still in a post-coital haze, I watched Paul walk away, then glanced at the card he'd given me and put it in my purse. After another drink and a few more dances, my girlfriend and I headed back to the hotel we were staying at. I was definitely going to make that call the next day… right after I gave Marc his morning blowjob.
• The next morning, I felt Marc's hands reach from behind and start to caress my breasts to wake me up. I tended to wake up slowly, and as I stretched and yawned with my eyes still closed, I could feel Marc rubbing his morning wood against my bare back, clearly wanting some relief. Wanting to keep my eyes closed a little longer, I reached behind me and began to stroke his erection with my hand, making him let out a soft moan and rock his hips against my fist.
• After a few minutes, I finally opened my eyes for good and turned around to face Marc. I pushed him onto his back and threw the blankets off of us. I knelt next to his hips and took the crown of his rock hard cock into my mouth. As I bobbed my head up and down his stiff shaft, I used one hand to stroke him, while I fondled his balls with the other hand.
• My tits swayed beneath me as I continued to blow on his cock. He moaned softly with his eyes closed. I massaged his body. I pinched and slapped him gently as he enjoyed the warmth of my mouth and the added stimulation of my tongue on the tip of his cock. It didn't take long before Alain grabbed my breasts a little harder. He caught his breath and pushedhis cock deep in my mouth as he shot a huge load of cum down my throat.
• Grabbing the back of my head, he continued to thrust his hips into my face, as he spewed more ropes of creamy cum into my mouth. When he was finally finished cumming, he settled back onto the bed with a dreamy smile as he enjoyed the throes of his climax, breathing deeply to catch his breath.
• I rested my head on his chest and played with his softening shaft as his breathing returned to normal. When he finishes enjoying his orgasm, I tell him;
• ➖To you guy...
• I rolled over onto my back and pulled Marc's head between my spread legs. Giving blowjobs always makes me wet, so I was already soaking wet and my clit was craving some tweaking.
• Marc always gave good head, and he loved doing it, so he got comfortable and went to work. I closed my eyes and, moaning softly, guided his tongue to all the right places around my aching pussy. Eventually he began to focus on my engorged and slightly protruding clit. As he used his mouth and tongue to flick, suck and rub my sensitive love button, I felt a massive orgasm sweep through my body. My legs shook slightly and I let out a moan as I grabbed the back of his head and pulled him hard into my pussy so I could grind my clit against his tongue as I came, drenching his face with my juices.
• I held his head there for about a minute, eyes closed and my clit pressed against the flat of his tongue, while a warm tingling sensation ran through me from head to toe.
• I finally released his head and looked at him with a smile.
• ➖It was incredible, Marc. Thanks for the "hello" orgasm
• He smiled at me with my love juice covering his chin;
• ➖My pleasure, Lara…and speaking of pleasure, that was an incredible “hello” blowjob! So, thank you too!
• After catching our breath for a few more minutes, we climbed into the shower and washed ourselves off. Me washing his beautiful cock and balls; and him soaping my pussy and teasing my nipples while he soaped my breasts. We were too exhausted to fuck in the shower, but we still enjoyed washing and drying ourselves, before getting dressed and starting the day. He headed to the airport for his next shift. I had another day of layover, so I decided to check out the private airline proposal that Paul had told me about the night before.
• I took out the card he gave me and called the number. A woman named Marthe responded and we set up a meeting with her boss; a guy named Joe for later in the morning, just before lunch.
• From my conversation with Paul the night before, while he was fucking me in the ass at the club, I kind of knew what kind of meeting this might be, so I dressed up in a tight, low-cut dress, with a top zipper down front. I wore thong panties underneath and decided not to wear a bra, which would show off my large natural breasts a little better.
• When I arrived for the meeting, Marthe was coming out of an office, while pushing one of her breasts into the top of her blouse and smoothing the bottom of her skirt. There was only one office door connected to reception, so I assumed the office she had just left belonged to Joe. Marthe smiled at me, greeted me, then sat at her desk and used the intercom to let Joe know I had arrived. She brought me into the office, introduced me to him, then left the room, closing the door behind her.