Panty Boy 2

"Timmy, dear" Cassandra said while reading morning paper at the breakfast table, "I have a convention in New Orleans and I'm

leaving right after work for the airport, so I'll have the cabby swing by here and pick up my bags!!!" "I've laid out all the clothes I'm

going to need, but I want you to get them all packed and ready to go, understand!?!" "How long are you going to be gone," the

irl of his dreams shows up at his wedding on the arm of his best man. But not as his date but as his whore. There was silence for a minute more and then I laughed. "Ok baby, I can play if you want to pay." "What?", Jack laughed, " PAY FOR IT? NO WAY… I’m not so hopeless that I have to pay for it, baby… so …" "Listen, hon, if you had asked if I wanted to be your date for this party, I would have said, Yes. But you asked if I could fill in for your date – BIGGGG difference. Now if you want me, either treat me right or pay me what I am worth. Otherwise don’t bother me." Jack sat back on his heels. Women just didn’t talk to him like that. Women begged him for attention. Women laid down and spread their legs panting for him… and now this woman … a woman he did not even know was telling him the facts of life. Fricking forgetaboutit! "What’s wrong Jack, cat got your tongue? Cum on baby, you know you want me. You know I am getting down under your skin! You know that there ain’t nobody that can tease you like I can, not one of those skinny little things you fuck can twist you in knots like this big woman." "FUCK YOU!", Jack said slamming down the phone, "fuck you". He grabbed a smoke went out on the deck. Two women were walking by, perfect bodies, perfect tans. He started to wave them down to ask them if they wanted to join him in a drink, but then decided not to, went inside and headed for the shower. He ran the water good and hot, letting it stream over him, caress him. He grabbed the soap and lathered his chest, his stomach and then finally his cock and balls. Paying close attention to his shaft, he used the soapy water like a lube, stroking long firm strokes, taking his cock, working it, man-handling it. Water sprayed his face and chest as his cock grew longer, harder. Then the phone rang. He turned off the water and waited for the machine to pick up. "Jack sugar… answer me, Jack. Ok, I know you’re home so are you in the shower. Are you wet and wonderfully hard? Are you thinking of me? Are you thinking of that beautiful cock of yours stuck firmly between my big breasts? Do you like my big fat titties? Do you? Do you like the thought of sucking one, trying to get it all in your mouth? They’re so big. You’ll never get all of it in that sweet mouth of yours. Maybe you’d like to fuck ‘em. Can you picture yourself pumping my tits? Can you see them bouncing up and down against your cock? Swallowing it? Covering it completely?" "Can you picture my head bowed down, Tongue out licking your sexy one-eyed bandit out of my cleavage every time it sneaks out?" If he hadn’t been thinking of her, he was now. Oh god, was he thinking of her! His hands were working his dick hard now, massaging his balls, running up and down his shaft. Thinking of how good it would feel to have her tits in his hands, squeezing them against his hard-on, fucking the shit out of those fat titties. Gawd, with every downward plunge, the hole in the tip of his cock would open like a tiny mouth begging for release. And with every upward movement, pre-cum would dribble out. "Do you hear that hum, sweetheart? Do you know what it is? It’s my vibrator. I am standing here, bent over my bed. It’s a high four poster bed. Bending over it puts my ass up in the air. Makes it easily accessible for spanking, for fucking, for licking. And wouldn’t like to do those things to me? Hmm wouldn’t you?" "I want you so bad. Can you taste it? Can you feel it?" "I want to cum all over your hard cock. I want to squeeze you between my firm thighs as I come. I want to wrap my arms around you, hold you tight against… Ohhh Jack, make me, baby. Make me." He could hear her cum. It dawned on him that she was getting off on telling him all this. His cock jerked forward on those last words and hot cum splattered the shower walls as he drained every last drop out of his cock he heard her say… "It won’t cost you much, Just a small I’m sorry Randi, or if you can’t do that, if you’re too macho to say I am sorry for insulting me, sweetheart, then I’ll accept cash, a token offering to soothe my wounded pride." "Damn you", he cursed, picking up the phone. "I was in the shower, bitch. But you have a deal. I’ll play and I’ll pay the going rate, but before the night is over, you’ll be tearing up that check." "I laughed, OK Big Boy, we’ll see how this day ends. So far, as I see it, you’ve cum twice, maybe more from just the sound of my voice and I haven’t even made it past a pleasant ripple. Not once, sweetheart. So think on that while you dress. Oh, and be ready in an hour, my chauffeur will pick you up. I feel like making a grand entrance at Tommy’s wedding." Ê

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