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10-26-2007, 05:36 PM
UPC: Convincing Jacob
By Flagg (twelve_hard_thick_inches@yahoo.co.uk)
Carmen Electra (MMF, cons, oral)
Anastacia (MMF, cons)
Sienna Miller (MMF, inter, oral, anal)
Stacy Keibler (MF, cons, oral, voy)
Nikki Cox (MF, cons, oral, voy)
Whatever your opinion is of the female celebrities depicted here, surely nobody thinks this story is the least bit true. If you are one of those people, you should probably seek professional help. And if you are under the legal age for viewing this kind of thing, you should definitely be checking out more socially acceptable websites. Otherwise, come in and enjoy yourself
The saying goes ‘when life gives you lemons, make lemonade’. It’s basically one of those stupid, easy to remember phrases that people can quote to sound important and knowledgeable about life. In other words: ‘Life’s shit, better learn to accept it.’ Sometimes though, life can be a little bit kinder and what separates the men from the boys is how you handle life when it gives you something other than lemons.
I was about to have life hand me the biggest, erm, whatever the opposite of a lemon is.
PART 1
‘There’s no such thing as bad publicity’; another overused cliché. Try telling Rob Lowe there’s no such thing as bad publicity, how many people has Tom Cruise sued because of ‘bad publicity’?
“There’s no such thing as bad publicity.” The words stuck in my throat as I tried my best to smile at my if-I-didn’t-talk-him-around-quickly, former business partner. Jacob McDuff was an only child who inherited his father’s wealth after a tragic water-skiing accident, several years ago I’d managed to talk him into backing my little ‘project’. It made us both very rich men but the business had grown to such a point that if either of us pulled out, it’d be over. As he scanned the mountain of newspapers in front of him I worried that the money train, or boat in this case, wouldn’t be sailing again.
“What do you want me to do Chris?” He shot me an exasperated look before fixing his gaze on the newspapers again. “I cannot be linked to this; investors will pull out and I’ll be ruined. You knew the deal when we started this”.
“Your name hasn’t been mentioned.” I replied meekly, I knew I was clutching at straws.
“And how long before that happens!!!” He raged, “Too many people can link me with this. How long before an employee or punter s***** the beans?”
“Confidentiality agreement?” I proposed, knowing full well Jacob had a response prepared.
“Do you seriously think any court in the world would give us more money that the media can give some gold digger? Besides, suing for breach of contract would be admitting I’m part of your perverted little venture.”
“But Jake, if you pull out we’re sunk.” I pleaded.
“Is that meant to be funny? Ha bloody ha Chris”. Jacob stared at me humourlessly.
***
I suppose I’d better give you a bit of background, don’t worry it shouldn’t take long.
I’ve always had what some people call ‘the gift of the gab’; I also had quite a fondness for the ladies. These two characteristics coming together to ensure I was, how shall I put this, never lonely. The only problem was my lack of financial acumen, or as Jacob had liked to tell me over the 3 years we’d known each other: “Chris, you are fucking shit with money.”
When I read about Jacob’s dad dying rather unpleasantly in an unholy meeting of human flesh and speedboat rotor blades off the coast of New Zealand, it was at first just another rich guy popping his clogs. Several seconds later I’d closed my newspaper and completely forgotten about it; my primary concern had become how I could bang the hot, blonde air stewardess asking me what I fancied.
Which I did, by the way.
Anyway, a few months after that happened, Jacob was becoming more and more of a regular fixture on the news and talk shows etc. He wanted a project in which to invest his newfound millions. Again, the story virtually passed me by; I spent that evening talking to some leggy, blonde in a bar trying to get into her underwear.
Which I did, by the way.
Then fate stepped in. It turned out, this particular leggy, blonde worked for Jacob, his secretary no less. I expect most guys have spun a yarn to bed a girl and I was no exception and before I knew it, she was arranging a meeting between Jacob and myself to discuss my proposal. Hell, I didn’t even have a proposal.
Rather than make my excuses I went through with the meeting. I might be able to blag some cash. I always seemed to land on my feet this seemed like it could be a short term source of cash if I played my cards right.
Which I did, by the way. I was like a man possessed with the charisma of Jesus and Hitler all rolled into one and by the end of meeting I even managed to persuade myself that what I’d proposed was a good idea. I was so convinced that I’ve led the project funded by Jacob’s millions for the last 3 years and loved every minute of it. But it cost Jacob most of his capital and if it hadn’t worked I’d probably have felt pretty guilty; we’ve become good friends.
It was simple really; we were going to take advantage of the lawless nature of the world’s oceans. We were going to build one of the most luxurious cruise liners the world had ever seen and turn into a giant, floating Las Vegas, if you will. Gambling was really an afterthought; the real attraction would be the prostitution. Men and women (although, let’s be honest most punters would be men) would pay big bucks to sail on our own Sin City. If we marketed it correctly, we’d have the richest people in the world paying through the nose to fuck our high-class whores, any and all perversions would be catered for.
The first hurdle was convincing Jacob that what I was planning wasn’t illegal but once he’d made some discreet enquiries through his lawyers he discovered it would all be above board. I was actually surprised at this myself, but hey, everything seemed to be going my way and who was I to argue with fate, or ineffective maritime law.
Once that potential glitch was out the way, everything else fell into place. Pirates (yes, they do exist in this day and age but I don’t think many have parrots on their shoulder and search for giant monkey heads) would be dealt with by the armed guards we’d hire. Publicity would be effective but discreet and I think Jacob was swayed by the potential for ‘freebies’. His father had been the businessman and Jacob thought with his cock as much as I did, he spotted the personal enjoyment he could get out of this.
The deal-breaker of course, had been that Jacob was to be in no way directly linked to the business. He was still the public face of his father’s companies and as such had an image to maintain. Our little project had the potential to make millions but Jacob was unwilling to publicise his involvement and risk his other commitments.
And with that “Ultimate Pleasure Cruise” (or UPC) was born.
Well ok, the explanation part took a little longer than expected, sorry about that. But now you know what the basis for our little tale is, I bet you wanna read on anyway? Am I right?
***
“Is that meant to be funny? Ha bloody ha Chris”. Jacob stared at me humourlessly.
“Sorry, bad choice of words. Just answer me a few questions; over the last 3 years have you made more money than you could imagine?”
“Well, yes”
“And have you or have you not got to fuck some of the hottest famous women alive?”
“Yeah.” Jacob smiled; I was starting to get through to him.
“Remember when…” I started.
PART 2
“And this is the nerve centre.” I announced as I opened the door to the video room; Jacob stood awestruck as he entered.
“I had no idea…” Jacob started gazing open-mouthed around the room. Choosing a screen to focus on was an almost impossible task.
“Over 400 rooms, each has several cameras. Some are obvious, some are hidden. Of course, the guests know they’re being filmed and we are contractually obligated to never release the tapes to the public; they’re for security and safety reasons only.” I explained, “There’s also CCTV all over the ship; there isn’t a nook or cranny that we can’t see from here.”
“Wow.” Was as Jacob could say.
“Bill,” I asked one of the technicians, a guy in his mid-thirties who’d been with us from day 1, “Can you bring up Carmen’s room?”
“Sure thing Mr. Easterbrook.” Barely thinking about what he was doing, Bill pushed a few buttons on the impossibly complicated console in front of him. Some of the screens went blank momentarily and then a 4x4 square of screens illuminated showing a scene that Jacob could barely believe.
“Turn the volume up Bill.” I asked. It was obvious there was quite the party going on in room 237 as Bill turned the volume dial up.
“Oh fuck! YES!” Carmen Electra shut her eyes and howled as she came.
“Perfect timing!” I grinned, looking at Jacob who had the same stunned look as any man seeing Carmen Electra being fucked would have.
The camera perfectly framed Carmen lying on her side on a plush bed, which was decked in pink satin. One toned leg draped across the sheets, kicked out as the orgasm hit her, the man fucking her hard from behind in the spoons position was holding the other in the air. The newly increased volume picked up on the rapid squelching as his fat prick pumped frantically in and out of Miss. Electra’s sopping cunt. For her part, Carmen had a tight grip on the satin bed sheets and with gritted teeth was fucking back on his cock as hard as she could.
“I love you Carmen! I love you!” The man in his early 30’s who was fucking her snivelled pathetically. His relatively muscular frame and non-ugly looks seemed to hide a rather pitiable man.
“Shut up and fuck me!” Carmen shouted as her big, fake tits bounced with every stroke. “Fuck me with that big cock!”
“Oh God Carmen!” He whimpered.
“John, you fucking loser! You’ve got Carmen Electra cumming on the end of your dick and you’re close to tears!” said a voice off camera. Almost instantly, Bill punched a few more buttons and camera withdrew it’s attention from the big-titted Baywatch star getting stuffed by the cry-baby and panned around to three other naked bodies enjoying themselves.
“OH GOD! YES! YES! FUCK!” Carmen called out as the camera moved away.
“I guess once you’ve let Prince fuck you, you’ll do anyone!” I laughed.
A different scene was playing itself out in a corner of the room. A man was lying naked on the floor, his head just off camera but the odds were pretty good that he was smiling; because riding his cock, reverse cowgirl style, was Anastacia. The blonde songstress with her legs spread wide was supporting her arms on the floor either side of the man as she bucked up and down, stuffing her sodden pussy with his dick.
“Mmm mmm mmm” She groaned as she fucked the prostrate man, she threw her head back and continued moaning softly. One of his hands happily explored her large, bouncing tits while the other ran over her flat stomach and into the small bush of pubic hair to play with her inflamed clit. “OH GOD!” she hollered and flung her head forward again. “This guy’s so fucking big!” she moaned.
“You know it Ana!” championed the guy flat on his back from just out of shot. Those viewing in the control room could see a thick rope of cum splattered half across her face and half across the tinted yellow sunglasses she was still wearing. The trail of jizz belonged to a third man who was stood between Anastacia’s legs with his wilting cock in his hand.
“Mmmm” Hummed Anastacia blissfully as she athletically fucked his cock and licked up a few drops of cum that had run down her face.
“Hey guys, when do I get a fuck?” Asked the man standing up, “all I’ve done is spray this bitch’s face!”
“Oh God Carmen! I love you!” came from the bed before anyone could answer.
Bill panned the camera back quickly to Carmen and her lover. John, the ‘fucking loser’, was living up to his friend’s description and was openly crying into Carmen’s shoulder now as he continued pumping her pussy with abandon. Carmen was red-faced, sweaty and panting heavily, obviously enjoying herself but equally freaked out by the man screwing her. “I’m gonna cum, Carmen! I’m gonna cum!” He sobbed.
“About fucking t…” Carmen was cut off abruptly by the man who’d just dumped his seed on Anastacia’s face.
“Not so fast slut. I want a piece of that ass. Why don’t you warm me up?” The man moved in front of the camera and stuffed his cock into the brunette’s mouth. “Yeah, that’s it! Suck it slut!” The man applauded. The view in the control room now obscured by his bare buttocks pumping back and forth as he started to quickly fuck Carmen’s face.
Bill did his thing again and the camera changed to one that Jacob guessed was hidden in the light fittings; it gave a great overheads view of the scene. Immediately, the onlookers guessed that John must have cum, he groaned as his vigorous fucking of Carmen’s wet snatch slowed to a crawl and he visibly tensed up. No longer being ridden hard, Carmen steadied herself and passionately went to work on the cock violating her mouth, sucking and moaning around the thick shaft as she did so. One fleshy pole hardening between her expert lips while another wilted inside her snug pussy.
Anastacia meanwhile had turned herself 180 degrees and was leaning forward so the man she was fucking could suck on her humungous globes. Her pumping hips almost a blur as she jackhammered his prick.
“OH FUCK I’M GONNA CUM!!!” She screamed. It didn’t seem possible to increase the pace of her fucking, but increase it she did as she started to cum. “OH GOD YES!!!”
“That’ll do.” I said to Bill and the bank of screens returned to normal, “She’ll bust your eardrums the mood she’s in!” I glanced at Jacob who was scanning the ocean of monitors trying to find the one with Carmen and Anastacia. I turned to Jacob, “Those 3 business men are paying for your new Monaco apartment.”
“How the fuck…? That was…” Jacob stammered as he continued hunting for the celebrity sluts.
“Jacob, Jacob, Jacob.” I smiled and shook my head, “I’ll explain everything but let’s finish the tour first.”
***
I showed him everything but it was no accident that I’d shown him the control room first. The images of the two gorgeous stars fucking like sluts would be ingrained on his memory forever. After the tour we sat down in my office on board for a drink.
“As you can see Jacob, drink, gambling and every possible sexual fantasy is catered for. We have a prop and costume department that would put Hollywood to shame. Hell, those make-up ads on TV are gonna start with “Hi, I’m Joe Bloggs and I did the make up work on ‘Ultimate Pleasure Cruises’. This can’t fail, we’re set for life here my friend.”
“But Carmen Electra. And Anastacia? How did you…? Why are they…?”
“Let me explain. It’s no surprise to me that it’s taken 4 months before I had a gap in my schedule to give a tour of the ship since it’s been operational; it’s been a whirlwind start. The advertising was spot on and on the maiden voyage we were packed solid with rich, thrill seekers; men and women with more money than sense. We’d promised them we could deliver their heart’s desire and people will pay through the nose if you can give them that.” Jacob opened his mouth to ask another question but I cut him off. “The gambling, the great weather, the unlimited drink (and drugs if that was what you wanted) and the prostitution was the hook for (filthy rich) people wanting a bit of adventure. That’s all well and good but we needed a little something extra to push us into orbit. You remember that $2 million I asked you for a month before the maiden voyage? The one you bitched and whined about giving me? ‘We’re over budget Chris’ blah blah blah? And we finally agreed it as a personal loan to me?”
“Yes.” Jacob replied.
“The one I paid you back within 3 weeks?”
“Yes.” Jacob said wearily
“You’ve seen the balance sheets, that $2 million was a drop in the ocean and that was how quickly I could afford to pay it back. The money was for the extra talent. For a small premium, punters get the chance to fuck a celebrity. That $2 million went to hiring some minor stars, all female of course – maybe we could branch out into men in the future. But I’m getting ahead of myself. Women, still famous, perhaps only with a certain audience, but not A-listers that are gonna go running to the media about our operation. If you pay these sluts enough money, they’ll do anything! We started out with the likes of, to name just 3, Jessica Simpson, Ali Landry and Anna Kournikova, known as cheap sluts within the business but to the average Joe, unobtainable stars. Before I realised it, we’d hit upon a gold mine, so we start expanding; I even managed to organise a Spice Girls reunion! They’re a big favourite with bachelor parties.”
Jacob’s eyes started to glisten as he listened to how our business evolved. I knew he’d still have his doubts, Jacob was a born pessimist but that twinkle in his eyes told me I’d convinced him.
“Our business can’t advertise through normal channels; the client base grows primarily through word of mouth. What I didn’t expect was our celebrity numbers to swell through word of mouth too. The first set of girls we hired did it for the sex but mainly for the money, they go and tell their celebrity friends and some of them come to us as client wanting their fantasies fulfilled away from the paparazzi. Others come because they heard about the money they can make; others come because they’re curious. Within 4 months, we were getting megastars –Christina Aguilera’s here on an almost weekly basis! By the way, what you saw earlier; Anastacia was paying us for that.”
“What if the story gets out?” Jacob asked.
“Ha!” I laughed, “We’re like Keyzer Soze, noone outside of those who’ve actually been on board believe we exist. We’re like the ultimate urban myth of show business. And to even get within a mile of the ship, you’re locked into a contract that could make Bill Gates bankrupt if he reveals anything. But Bill’s been a model client.
“Ah.” Jacob nodded, he was getting it now.
“And besides, that part of our agreement is water tight; you are in no way linked to the business. I deliberately restricted bookings this weekend to coincide with your visit, noone knows you’re here.”
“Chris,” Jacob said solemnly as he stood up, “You are a FUCKING GENIUS!” We laughed and hugged.
“Save the congratulations Jake.” I said, “The weekend’s not over yet and I think you’re gonna enjoy what’s left of it.”
***
“How much longer baby?” Nikki asked as she sat next to me on my bed as she stroked my hardening cock.
“Any minute now.” I said without looking at a clock. Nikki began nuzzling my neck with kisses and continued her slow, deliberate strokes along my fat shaft. The large TV screen mounted on wall at the end of my bed showed a very similar room. A man was watching a large, wall mounted television showing Sienna Miller on her hands and knees with the tattered remnants of a French maids outfit hanging off her midriff. She was sandwiched between two muscular black men, one of whom was gripping her hips and fucking her from behind, the other had one hand entangled in her long, blonde hair and was abusing her throat with his massive, flagpole cock.
Sienna had been relatively easy prey a couple of months back but this had been her only performance so far. She’d been a ‘special request’ for two of our clients, Premiership footballers who had cash to burn; I’d found out about her boyfriend Jude Law cheating on her the day before the papers broke the story. The promise of revenge and an obscene amount of money had persuaded her to join my little troupe of celebrity sluts. All she’d wanted was the tape, so that if Jude ever strayed again she could show him the footage of her enjoying a taste of the dark meat from two well-hung sportsmen. What I’d neglected to tell her was that I was putting a copy of the tape aside for our rapidly growing archives.
It was the archives I’d taken Jacob to after our meeting in my office. I’d shown him pictures of all the girls we had on board and promised him any one he wanted for the night. I knew his initial sensibilities wouldn’t allow him to do that, he was far too worried about his part in our venture becoming public knowledge, so as an alternative I’d offered him free reign over our collection of videos for the night. But there was only one he’d wanted, Sienna’s.
I could access the video network on board from my room and now, me and Nikki Cox were watching as my friend and business partner rubbed his aching cock through his underwear while watching a video of the blonde Brit be pleasured by a pair of monster black cocks. The sound of the Sienna’s fucking from the TV on the TV wasn’t the best but the noises coming from Jacob’s room were crystal clear to Nikki and me.
“Yeah!” said Jacob, apparently agreeing with one of the black men and unaware he himself was being watched, “Suck his fat dick slut! You like getting fucked in both ends you blonde bitch?”
“Wow.” Said Nikki, not looking at the screen now but removing her tight white t-shirt to uncover the sky-blue bra struggling to contain her large, tanned breasts. “Your friend’s got issues”. Nikki was a personal favourite of mine and she obviously enjoyed our rendezvous’ as much as I did. She’d knocked on my door about half an hour earlier looking like a dream, if your dreams consist of red-haired, big-titted white trash sluts. It hadn’t taken her long to strip me stark naked and begin slowly jerking me off. I’d also told her to stay dressed for as long as possible, I loved how the t-shirt highlighted her tremendous breasts and how her ass looked in the denim Daisy Duke shorts she had on.
“He doesn’t get out much.” I joked, glancing at Nikki who was kissing my neck again and pushing her bra-encased tits into my torso. I was trying to concentrate on the TV screen but it was getting increasingly difficult with Nikki Cox tugging on my prick and her body virtually begging to be fucked.
“Yeah!” Jacob exclaimed loudly, “Make the bitch choke!” Sienna was obviously in a little distress; the man fucking her face was cumming and had jammed his cock down her inexperienced throat. His head was thrown back in bliss as he gripped Sienna’s head and forced her to swallow the warm load he was shooting into her gullet. “Ha ha!” Jacob laughed as he shuffled forward to sit on the edge of the bed fixated on the screen. Almost subconsciously he whipped out his own cock and began tugging on it furiously.
Finally it seemed like the man had had enough of Sienna’s struggle and quickly pulled his now flaccid python from her throat. The ‘Layer Cake’ star immediately gagged, desperate for air as cum leaked from the corner of her mouth. She recovered quickly from her face fucking but the man inside her pussy was still pounding away. Sienna collapsed on her face, burying it into the bed she was on as she came.
“OH God! Yes! Yes! That’s it!” She screamed, loud enough so Nikki and me could hear it clearly too. A thin web of jizz and spittle formed over her lips as her orgasm began.
“Yeah!” shouted Jacob again; beating his meat more frantically now, “Split her in two! Take it all bitch!”
“Mmmm.” hummed Nikki, “I love watching a girl get fucked by a big, fat cock.” While I’d been watching the television, Nikki had removed her shorts and now had one hand buried in her little blue panties playing with her clit.
“Fucking hell Nik! Look at you, making you wanna fuck you right now and the main event hasn’t even started yet!” I said, watching the redhead finger herself.
“Please Chris!” Nikki begged, “Fuck me! Fuck me hard now! I’m so hot, I need it!”
“Just wait babe.” I said, struggling to stop myself from jumping on her and fucking her brains out right there and then.
“Wha…?” Said Jacob; while Sienna continued to cum on the screen, he shifted his gaze sharply to the right, the pace at which he jerked his cock slowed but didn’t stop. A door opened and closed off camera and from the right of the screen strutted leggy, blonde WWE Diva, Stacy Keibler.
“You got Stacy for him!” exclaimed Nikki excitedly.
“You’re Sta…” Jacob mumbled weakly, stopping mid sentence as Stacy raised one finger to her lips and hushed him.
“I heard I had an admirer on board.” Said Stacy as she walked to the end of Jacob’s bed, directly between him and the TV screen, “but he was too shy to see me.” Combined with her super sexy walk, the black high-heeled shoes and tiny black mini-skirt she was wearing highlighted her long, toned legs. She was also wearing a simple white blouse that showed off her flat stomach and her blonde hair was down over her shoulders.
“I needed to get him laid.” I explained to Nikki, “This weekend has to be one he’ll never forget. You never know when I might need to make him remember this because I need a favour, and I know Stacy’s his dream woman. He’s too much of a worrier to just take her when I offered her to him earlier, I was relying on him getting so worked up by Sienna’s film that he won’t turn it down again.”
“Stacy won’t let him! She’s a pro!” Nikki said elatedly.
Sienna Miller was still cumming while on all fours with a 10 inch black cock pounding her from behind as Stacy turned around to watch, still obstructing Jacob’s view. Jacob couldn’t take his eyes off Stacy’s perfect ass that was now right in his face, he barely noticed Stacy unbuttoning her shirt, then standing with her hands on her hips enjoying the show.
“Erm…” Jacob started, mostly as horny as hell as he sat there with a rock-hard cock and Stacy Keibler in front of him. But a small part of him was still worried about anyone, including the long-limbed blonde; from knowing he was involved with UPC.
“Look at that bitch!” Stacy interrupted, “She’s got two big cocks and here’s me with nobody.” Keeping her long legs straight, Stacy bent forward slightly, causing her black mini-skirt to ride up. Jacob (as well as me and Nikki) could see that she wasn’t wearing any underwear. With her ass inches from Jacob’s face, he just couldn’t contain himself. He turned around quickly so he was lying on his back with his head almost hanging off the end of the bed, reaching up he grabbed Stacy’s hips and pulled her down onto his face, eliciting a moan of pleasure from the blonde.
“Please, let’s fuck.” Nikki pleaded. The horny redhead had straddled me and was grinding her sodden, panty-clad snatch into my crotch. “I need it so bad!” As Nikki squirmed on my prick she starting peppering my neck and chest with kisses, I sat there and let her while watching Jacob lick out Stacy Keibler’s cunt.
Stacy stood up silently, removing herself from Jacob’s probing tongue. Hurt flashed momentarily across Jacob’s face, he started to sit up but Stacy stopped him. She threw off her unbuttoned blouse and seemed to push her chest out, drawing attention to her breasts. Then standing directly above Jacob’s head she proceeded to remove her skirt; still straddling Jacob’s face she leant over his body and starting licking up and down his shaft. Jacob didn’t need any more encouragement to resume greedily lapping at her sweet snatch.
“MMmmmm!” Stacy groaned as Jacob continued eating her out then she began taking the first few inches of his cock into her mouth.
“C’mon.” Nikki whispered in my ear, she slowly took her bra off and flopped out her massive, tanned globes; continuing to gyrate leisurely on my dick, they bounced wonderfully, “Fuck me. Please.”
The image on Jacob’s television screen had Sienna Miller on her knees, mouth open, being blasted in the face with cum erupting from the dick of the man who’d been fucking her doggy style. While on my own screen, Jacob and Stacy Keibler were enjoying a 69. With these images in front of me and a naked, horny Nikki Cox begging to be fucked I couldn’t resist any longer.
I pushed Nikki onto her back so I was knelt on the bed between her outstretched legs admiring her perfect curves. Deliberately pressing my hard shaft into her crotch I kissed her deeply on the lips and Nikki groaned in delight. I rolled over so we were lying side by side; I continued kissing Nikki while playing with her auburn hair with one hand and lightly stroking her sumptuous body with the other. From where I was laid, I still had a good view of Jacob and Stacy pleasuring each other and their wet slurping noises and muffled moans unmistakable.
“Aahhh!” Nikki gasped quietly as my exploring hand traced the inside of her thigh. My fingers feeling the goose bumps on her skin as they danced up her legs towards her sodden panties. Finding the elastic waistband I slipped a couple of fingers inside and immediately they were covered with Nikki’s sweet juices. “Mmmm.” She hummed in encouragement.
“You like that babe?” I asked softly.
“Mmmm.” Nikki purred again. Her murmurs of bliss were replaced by a sharp intake of breath as I quickly jammed two fingers into her dripping cunt.
“How about now?” I smiled. The attention the horny slut had given herself earlier lubricated my fingers perfectly as they spread out to explore every part of Nikki Cox’s juicy twat. Nikki tried to turn towards me slightly and push her hips onto my hand.
“Ah fuck!” Nikki yelped enthusiastically, rhythmically pumping her hips to fuck my hand. I started to stab my fingers in and out of her with long, harsh strokes.
“You gonna cum on my hand? You fucking slut!”
“Please, take them out!” She pleaded. Her driving hips continuing to push down, burying my fingers so I was knuckle-deep inside the big-titted star. “I need your cock. Please. I wanna feel you inside me.”
I removed my fingers from her cunt as swiftly as I’d inserted them. Nikki seemed disappointed for a moment but took the opportunity to remove her saturated underwear. Like a panther I pounced on her, pinning her arms above her head, while I knelt between her open legs again and rubbed the head of my bloated prick against the moist slit of her pussy.
“You want this babe?” I teased.
“Please,” she begged, “Stick it in. Fuck me with that fat cock.”
Taking my cock in one hand, I guided it inside Nikki. Nikki moaned in delight as I slowly filled her with my hard portion of cock. I left myself balls deep inside the sexy actress; letting Nikki enjoy the feeling of being full of dick as much as I enjoyed feeling her tight, went cunt around my hard pole. I pinned Nikki’s arms down above her head again so she could barely move; I deliberately refrained from the urge to fuck her hard and fast and instead just hovered above her, twitching my cock inside her occasionally and it was driving her wild.
I glanced up at the TV screen. Jacob was stood up and fucking Miss Keibler against his own giant screen; the blonde’s legs were wrapped tightly around his waist while he jackhammered her cunt.
“C’mon. Fuck me. Fuck me. Yeah.” Stacy chanted breathlessly over Jacob’s shoulder, clearly enjoying the stuffing she was receiving. Her breasts, still contained by her bra pushed against Jacob’s chest as her arms tightened around his body, drawing him deeper inside her young, damp pussy.
Over their shoulders on the screen Sienna was also being fucked in a standing position but from the look of discomfort on her face, she wasn’t quite enjoying it as much as Stacy was. One of the athletic black men held one of her legs slightly in the air as he carefully pushed his stiff prick in and out of her inviting cunt. The other man was also helping to support her vertical base while he equally carefully fucked her ass. The silent displeasure on Sienna’s face indicated the diminutive blonde wasn’t particularly enjoying the double penetration of the two big, black cocks.
“Mmmm!” Nikki whined in irritation as she squirmed underneath me; her curvaceous body pleading to be fucked. I smiled and slowly pulled most of my prick out of her dripping cunt before quickly slamming it back inside her. I left my meaty pole stuffed inside her for a few seconds, teasing her that I wasn’t going to be giving it to her just yet. Her eyes widened, silently screaming for me to satisfy her as I duplicated the slow deliberate strokes, this time lingering inside her for fractionally less time. I repeated this several times, increasing the pace of my fucking with every thrust. The frustration and ecstasy alternating from Nikki was turning me on almost as much as feeling her snug pussy against the length of my chunky shaft.
“Aahhh!” Nikki whimpered as I picked up the pace. She wrapped her legs around the small of my back as I started to wildly drive my sizeable prick into her welcoming cunt. “Oh God! It feels so fucking good!”
We continued fucking like that for some indeterminable period; time had lost all meaning. Nikki continuing to gasp in pleasure throughout as she pumped her own well-rounded hips to meet my strong, graceful lunges. Nikki had a body built for fucking and as my cock slid effortlessly in and out of her tight, wet cunt I watched her fat tits jiggle and ripple fiercely with every forceful thrust.
“Oh God! I’m gonna cum!” Nikki announced. I maintained my frantic pace as the redhead’s body seized up and shuddered as her orgasm hit; her pussy muscles gripping my driving prick. “OH FUCK! YES! YES!”
“Cum for me.” I gasped. I loved making a girl cum and hearing her scream in joy as I screwed her was my idea of heaven.
“Oh god Chris!” Nikki howled and I felt her juices flow over my cock, “YES! YES! OH FUCK ME!” She lurched upwards and wrapped her arms around my neck, crying out loudly over my shoulder as she came.
“AAAHHH! YES! YES!” Despite having the top-heavy actress hanging off my neck I was still able to crane a look at the TV screen and it seemed Stacy was cumming simultaneously with Nikki. The young blonde was being still being rammed up against the wall by Jacob. “Don’t stop! OH FUCK!” shrieked Stacy as she bounced erratically on Jacob’s cock.
“I’m gonna cum!” I announced. The sights and sounds of both Stacy Keibler and Nikki Cox reaching orgasm were too much for me. My fucking of Nikki slowed considerably as I felt a familiar surge of bliss rush up my prick. Nikki barely even acknowledged me as she continued to ride me through her own noisy climax.
“Uhhh.” I groaned and clutched Nikki to me as tightly as she clutched me. I revelled in her sounds of rapture and the heat of her sweaty body close to me. I gazed at the gorgeous Stacy Keibler cumming loudly as my cock erupted into Nikki’s expectant cunt.
“Aahhh.” Nikki hummed happily as she felt my twitching, meaty pole discharge it’s creamy load inside her. I buried myself to the hilt inside Nikki and a second spurt of warm jizz shot from my dick. A wave of exquisite pleasure washed over me before my spasming cock pumped the remainder of its salty emissions into the celebrity slut.
“That was fucking amazing.” Nikki said after we came down from our orgasms and I lay inside her, both of us trying to get our breath back.
It didn’t take me too long to recover but by the time I stole another glance at the television Stacy was also spent. As she basked in her afterglow mumbling inarticulately, Jacob was still fucking her limp body heatedly telling her she was a cock-hungry little slut.
The scene in Sienna’s room had moved to the bed and while she still had a cock in her ass and one in her pussy she seemed to be enjoying it a bit more now. One guy was flat on his back with his hands behind his head, offering a mix of encouragement and insults while letting Sienna grind merrily on his dick. The other guy was still lodged in her ass, timing his thrusts perfectly with Sienna’s.
I pulled my now flaccid dick out of Nikki and we both cleaned ourselves up quite quickly. We crawled into bed in each other arms and watched the action in the other two rooms.
Jacob had tired of supporting the dead weight of a post-orgasmic Stacy against the wall and was now sat down on the end of the bed while she noisily gave him a sloppy, wet blowjob. Jacob leered at the sexy star sucking his dick and deciding he didn’t need it anymore, turned off the TV. Which was a shame, I was enjoying watch Sienna really getting into her role of blonde slut to two black studs.
“Keep sucking. Oh fuck, don’t stop.” Whispered Jacob. “You’re gonna make me cum. You’re gonna make me cum.” Stacy seductively looked up occasionally into Jacob’s eyes while he encouraged her oral attentions.
Pressing the remote control I turned the screen off. I looked at Nikki, she was asleep and I settled down to do the same. I closed my eyes content that it was mission accomplished; the night I’d just given Jacob meant there was no way he’d ever turn his back on UPC now, would he?
PART 3
“We had some great times and made plenty of money but it’s over. Finished.” I obviously wasn’t getting through to him. No time-outs, down by six and the clock ticking; time to throw a Hail Mary.
“Give me 2 weeks, organise one last cruise, one HUGE party. Fuck the money on this one, we give it one huge send-off. 2 weeks, we both get to relax, think about things properly and if you still say we fold afterwards, I won’t argue.” Jacob stared at me thoughtfully; the clock had run down and this play had to work.
“Ok.” Jacob said quietly. “But I won’t change my mind.”
Hallelujah! That was all I needed, I had two weeks to put on the greatest party the Love Boat had ever seen and convince Jacob that he should keep the business, ahem, afloat.
Exactly how I was going to do that, even I didn’t know yet.
By Flagg (twelve_hard_thick_inches@yahoo.co.uk)
Carmen Electra (MMF, cons, oral)
Anastacia (MMF, cons)
Sienna Miller (MMF, inter, oral, anal)
Stacy Keibler (MF, cons, oral, voy)
Nikki Cox (MF, cons, oral, voy)
Whatever your opinion is of the female celebrities depicted here, surely nobody thinks this story is the least bit true. If you are one of those people, you should probably seek professional help. And if you are under the legal age for viewing this kind of thing, you should definitely be checking out more socially acceptable websites. Otherwise, come in and enjoy yourself
The saying goes ‘when life gives you lemons, make lemonade’. It’s basically one of those stupid, easy to remember phrases that people can quote to sound important and knowledgeable about life. In other words: ‘Life’s shit, better learn to accept it.’ Sometimes though, life can be a little bit kinder and what separates the men from the boys is how you handle life when it gives you something other than lemons.
I was about to have life hand me the biggest, erm, whatever the opposite of a lemon is.
PART 1
‘There’s no such thing as bad publicity’; another overused cliché. Try telling Rob Lowe there’s no such thing as bad publicity, how many people has Tom Cruise sued because of ‘bad publicity’?
“There’s no such thing as bad publicity.” The words stuck in my throat as I tried my best to smile at my if-I-didn’t-talk-him-around-quickly, former business partner. Jacob McDuff was an only child who inherited his father’s wealth after a tragic water-skiing accident, several years ago I’d managed to talk him into backing my little ‘project’. It made us both very rich men but the business had grown to such a point that if either of us pulled out, it’d be over. As he scanned the mountain of newspapers in front of him I worried that the money train, or boat in this case, wouldn’t be sailing again.
“What do you want me to do Chris?” He shot me an exasperated look before fixing his gaze on the newspapers again. “I cannot be linked to this; investors will pull out and I’ll be ruined. You knew the deal when we started this”.
“Your name hasn’t been mentioned.” I replied meekly, I knew I was clutching at straws.
“And how long before that happens!!!” He raged, “Too many people can link me with this. How long before an employee or punter s***** the beans?”
“Confidentiality agreement?” I proposed, knowing full well Jacob had a response prepared.
“Do you seriously think any court in the world would give us more money that the media can give some gold digger? Besides, suing for breach of contract would be admitting I’m part of your perverted little venture.”
“But Jake, if you pull out we’re sunk.” I pleaded.
“Is that meant to be funny? Ha bloody ha Chris”. Jacob stared at me humourlessly.
***
I suppose I’d better give you a bit of background, don’t worry it shouldn’t take long.
I’ve always had what some people call ‘the gift of the gab’; I also had quite a fondness for the ladies. These two characteristics coming together to ensure I was, how shall I put this, never lonely. The only problem was my lack of financial acumen, or as Jacob had liked to tell me over the 3 years we’d known each other: “Chris, you are fucking shit with money.”
When I read about Jacob’s dad dying rather unpleasantly in an unholy meeting of human flesh and speedboat rotor blades off the coast of New Zealand, it was at first just another rich guy popping his clogs. Several seconds later I’d closed my newspaper and completely forgotten about it; my primary concern had become how I could bang the hot, blonde air stewardess asking me what I fancied.
Which I did, by the way.
Anyway, a few months after that happened, Jacob was becoming more and more of a regular fixture on the news and talk shows etc. He wanted a project in which to invest his newfound millions. Again, the story virtually passed me by; I spent that evening talking to some leggy, blonde in a bar trying to get into her underwear.
Which I did, by the way.
Then fate stepped in. It turned out, this particular leggy, blonde worked for Jacob, his secretary no less. I expect most guys have spun a yarn to bed a girl and I was no exception and before I knew it, she was arranging a meeting between Jacob and myself to discuss my proposal. Hell, I didn’t even have a proposal.
Rather than make my excuses I went through with the meeting. I might be able to blag some cash. I always seemed to land on my feet this seemed like it could be a short term source of cash if I played my cards right.
Which I did, by the way. I was like a man possessed with the charisma of Jesus and Hitler all rolled into one and by the end of meeting I even managed to persuade myself that what I’d proposed was a good idea. I was so convinced that I’ve led the project funded by Jacob’s millions for the last 3 years and loved every minute of it. But it cost Jacob most of his capital and if it hadn’t worked I’d probably have felt pretty guilty; we’ve become good friends.
It was simple really; we were going to take advantage of the lawless nature of the world’s oceans. We were going to build one of the most luxurious cruise liners the world had ever seen and turn into a giant, floating Las Vegas, if you will. Gambling was really an afterthought; the real attraction would be the prostitution. Men and women (although, let’s be honest most punters would be men) would pay big bucks to sail on our own Sin City. If we marketed it correctly, we’d have the richest people in the world paying through the nose to fuck our high-class whores, any and all perversions would be catered for.
The first hurdle was convincing Jacob that what I was planning wasn’t illegal but once he’d made some discreet enquiries through his lawyers he discovered it would all be above board. I was actually surprised at this myself, but hey, everything seemed to be going my way and who was I to argue with fate, or ineffective maritime law.
Once that potential glitch was out the way, everything else fell into place. Pirates (yes, they do exist in this day and age but I don’t think many have parrots on their shoulder and search for giant monkey heads) would be dealt with by the armed guards we’d hire. Publicity would be effective but discreet and I think Jacob was swayed by the potential for ‘freebies’. His father had been the businessman and Jacob thought with his cock as much as I did, he spotted the personal enjoyment he could get out of this.
The deal-breaker of course, had been that Jacob was to be in no way directly linked to the business. He was still the public face of his father’s companies and as such had an image to maintain. Our little project had the potential to make millions but Jacob was unwilling to publicise his involvement and risk his other commitments.
And with that “Ultimate Pleasure Cruise” (or UPC) was born.
Well ok, the explanation part took a little longer than expected, sorry about that. But now you know what the basis for our little tale is, I bet you wanna read on anyway? Am I right?
***
“Is that meant to be funny? Ha bloody ha Chris”. Jacob stared at me humourlessly.
“Sorry, bad choice of words. Just answer me a few questions; over the last 3 years have you made more money than you could imagine?”
“Well, yes”
“And have you or have you not got to fuck some of the hottest famous women alive?”
“Yeah.” Jacob smiled; I was starting to get through to him.
“Remember when…” I started.
PART 2
“And this is the nerve centre.” I announced as I opened the door to the video room; Jacob stood awestruck as he entered.
“I had no idea…” Jacob started gazing open-mouthed around the room. Choosing a screen to focus on was an almost impossible task.
“Over 400 rooms, each has several cameras. Some are obvious, some are hidden. Of course, the guests know they’re being filmed and we are contractually obligated to never release the tapes to the public; they’re for security and safety reasons only.” I explained, “There’s also CCTV all over the ship; there isn’t a nook or cranny that we can’t see from here.”
“Wow.” Was as Jacob could say.
“Bill,” I asked one of the technicians, a guy in his mid-thirties who’d been with us from day 1, “Can you bring up Carmen’s room?”
“Sure thing Mr. Easterbrook.” Barely thinking about what he was doing, Bill pushed a few buttons on the impossibly complicated console in front of him. Some of the screens went blank momentarily and then a 4x4 square of screens illuminated showing a scene that Jacob could barely believe.
“Turn the volume up Bill.” I asked. It was obvious there was quite the party going on in room 237 as Bill turned the volume dial up.
“Oh fuck! YES!” Carmen Electra shut her eyes and howled as she came.
“Perfect timing!” I grinned, looking at Jacob who had the same stunned look as any man seeing Carmen Electra being fucked would have.
The camera perfectly framed Carmen lying on her side on a plush bed, which was decked in pink satin. One toned leg draped across the sheets, kicked out as the orgasm hit her, the man fucking her hard from behind in the spoons position was holding the other in the air. The newly increased volume picked up on the rapid squelching as his fat prick pumped frantically in and out of Miss. Electra’s sopping cunt. For her part, Carmen had a tight grip on the satin bed sheets and with gritted teeth was fucking back on his cock as hard as she could.
“I love you Carmen! I love you!” The man in his early 30’s who was fucking her snivelled pathetically. His relatively muscular frame and non-ugly looks seemed to hide a rather pitiable man.
“Shut up and fuck me!” Carmen shouted as her big, fake tits bounced with every stroke. “Fuck me with that big cock!”
“Oh God Carmen!” He whimpered.
“John, you fucking loser! You’ve got Carmen Electra cumming on the end of your dick and you’re close to tears!” said a voice off camera. Almost instantly, Bill punched a few more buttons and camera withdrew it’s attention from the big-titted Baywatch star getting stuffed by the cry-baby and panned around to three other naked bodies enjoying themselves.
“OH GOD! YES! YES! FUCK!” Carmen called out as the camera moved away.
“I guess once you’ve let Prince fuck you, you’ll do anyone!” I laughed.
A different scene was playing itself out in a corner of the room. A man was lying naked on the floor, his head just off camera but the odds were pretty good that he was smiling; because riding his cock, reverse cowgirl style, was Anastacia. The blonde songstress with her legs spread wide was supporting her arms on the floor either side of the man as she bucked up and down, stuffing her sodden pussy with his dick.
“Mmm mmm mmm” She groaned as she fucked the prostrate man, she threw her head back and continued moaning softly. One of his hands happily explored her large, bouncing tits while the other ran over her flat stomach and into the small bush of pubic hair to play with her inflamed clit. “OH GOD!” she hollered and flung her head forward again. “This guy’s so fucking big!” she moaned.
“You know it Ana!” championed the guy flat on his back from just out of shot. Those viewing in the control room could see a thick rope of cum splattered half across her face and half across the tinted yellow sunglasses she was still wearing. The trail of jizz belonged to a third man who was stood between Anastacia’s legs with his wilting cock in his hand.
“Mmmm” Hummed Anastacia blissfully as she athletically fucked his cock and licked up a few drops of cum that had run down her face.
“Hey guys, when do I get a fuck?” Asked the man standing up, “all I’ve done is spray this bitch’s face!”
“Oh God Carmen! I love you!” came from the bed before anyone could answer.
Bill panned the camera back quickly to Carmen and her lover. John, the ‘fucking loser’, was living up to his friend’s description and was openly crying into Carmen’s shoulder now as he continued pumping her pussy with abandon. Carmen was red-faced, sweaty and panting heavily, obviously enjoying herself but equally freaked out by the man screwing her. “I’m gonna cum, Carmen! I’m gonna cum!” He sobbed.
“About fucking t…” Carmen was cut off abruptly by the man who’d just dumped his seed on Anastacia’s face.
“Not so fast slut. I want a piece of that ass. Why don’t you warm me up?” The man moved in front of the camera and stuffed his cock into the brunette’s mouth. “Yeah, that’s it! Suck it slut!” The man applauded. The view in the control room now obscured by his bare buttocks pumping back and forth as he started to quickly fuck Carmen’s face.
Bill did his thing again and the camera changed to one that Jacob guessed was hidden in the light fittings; it gave a great overheads view of the scene. Immediately, the onlookers guessed that John must have cum, he groaned as his vigorous fucking of Carmen’s wet snatch slowed to a crawl and he visibly tensed up. No longer being ridden hard, Carmen steadied herself and passionately went to work on the cock violating her mouth, sucking and moaning around the thick shaft as she did so. One fleshy pole hardening between her expert lips while another wilted inside her snug pussy.
Anastacia meanwhile had turned herself 180 degrees and was leaning forward so the man she was fucking could suck on her humungous globes. Her pumping hips almost a blur as she jackhammered his prick.
“OH FUCK I’M GONNA CUM!!!” She screamed. It didn’t seem possible to increase the pace of her fucking, but increase it she did as she started to cum. “OH GOD YES!!!”
“That’ll do.” I said to Bill and the bank of screens returned to normal, “She’ll bust your eardrums the mood she’s in!” I glanced at Jacob who was scanning the ocean of monitors trying to find the one with Carmen and Anastacia. I turned to Jacob, “Those 3 business men are paying for your new Monaco apartment.”
“How the fuck…? That was…” Jacob stammered as he continued hunting for the celebrity sluts.
“Jacob, Jacob, Jacob.” I smiled and shook my head, “I’ll explain everything but let’s finish the tour first.”
***
I showed him everything but it was no accident that I’d shown him the control room first. The images of the two gorgeous stars fucking like sluts would be ingrained on his memory forever. After the tour we sat down in my office on board for a drink.
“As you can see Jacob, drink, gambling and every possible sexual fantasy is catered for. We have a prop and costume department that would put Hollywood to shame. Hell, those make-up ads on TV are gonna start with “Hi, I’m Joe Bloggs and I did the make up work on ‘Ultimate Pleasure Cruises’. This can’t fail, we’re set for life here my friend.”
“But Carmen Electra. And Anastacia? How did you…? Why are they…?”
“Let me explain. It’s no surprise to me that it’s taken 4 months before I had a gap in my schedule to give a tour of the ship since it’s been operational; it’s been a whirlwind start. The advertising was spot on and on the maiden voyage we were packed solid with rich, thrill seekers; men and women with more money than sense. We’d promised them we could deliver their heart’s desire and people will pay through the nose if you can give them that.” Jacob opened his mouth to ask another question but I cut him off. “The gambling, the great weather, the unlimited drink (and drugs if that was what you wanted) and the prostitution was the hook for (filthy rich) people wanting a bit of adventure. That’s all well and good but we needed a little something extra to push us into orbit. You remember that $2 million I asked you for a month before the maiden voyage? The one you bitched and whined about giving me? ‘We’re over budget Chris’ blah blah blah? And we finally agreed it as a personal loan to me?”
“Yes.” Jacob replied.
“The one I paid you back within 3 weeks?”
“Yes.” Jacob said wearily
“You’ve seen the balance sheets, that $2 million was a drop in the ocean and that was how quickly I could afford to pay it back. The money was for the extra talent. For a small premium, punters get the chance to fuck a celebrity. That $2 million went to hiring some minor stars, all female of course – maybe we could branch out into men in the future. But I’m getting ahead of myself. Women, still famous, perhaps only with a certain audience, but not A-listers that are gonna go running to the media about our operation. If you pay these sluts enough money, they’ll do anything! We started out with the likes of, to name just 3, Jessica Simpson, Ali Landry and Anna Kournikova, known as cheap sluts within the business but to the average Joe, unobtainable stars. Before I realised it, we’d hit upon a gold mine, so we start expanding; I even managed to organise a Spice Girls reunion! They’re a big favourite with bachelor parties.”
Jacob’s eyes started to glisten as he listened to how our business evolved. I knew he’d still have his doubts, Jacob was a born pessimist but that twinkle in his eyes told me I’d convinced him.
“Our business can’t advertise through normal channels; the client base grows primarily through word of mouth. What I didn’t expect was our celebrity numbers to swell through word of mouth too. The first set of girls we hired did it for the sex but mainly for the money, they go and tell their celebrity friends and some of them come to us as client wanting their fantasies fulfilled away from the paparazzi. Others come because they heard about the money they can make; others come because they’re curious. Within 4 months, we were getting megastars –Christina Aguilera’s here on an almost weekly basis! By the way, what you saw earlier; Anastacia was paying us for that.”
“What if the story gets out?” Jacob asked.
“Ha!” I laughed, “We’re like Keyzer Soze, noone outside of those who’ve actually been on board believe we exist. We’re like the ultimate urban myth of show business. And to even get within a mile of the ship, you’re locked into a contract that could make Bill Gates bankrupt if he reveals anything. But Bill’s been a model client.
“Ah.” Jacob nodded, he was getting it now.
“And besides, that part of our agreement is water tight; you are in no way linked to the business. I deliberately restricted bookings this weekend to coincide with your visit, noone knows you’re here.”
“Chris,” Jacob said solemnly as he stood up, “You are a FUCKING GENIUS!” We laughed and hugged.
“Save the congratulations Jake.” I said, “The weekend’s not over yet and I think you’re gonna enjoy what’s left of it.”
***
“How much longer baby?” Nikki asked as she sat next to me on my bed as she stroked my hardening cock.
“Any minute now.” I said without looking at a clock. Nikki began nuzzling my neck with kisses and continued her slow, deliberate strokes along my fat shaft. The large TV screen mounted on wall at the end of my bed showed a very similar room. A man was watching a large, wall mounted television showing Sienna Miller on her hands and knees with the tattered remnants of a French maids outfit hanging off her midriff. She was sandwiched between two muscular black men, one of whom was gripping her hips and fucking her from behind, the other had one hand entangled in her long, blonde hair and was abusing her throat with his massive, flagpole cock.
Sienna had been relatively easy prey a couple of months back but this had been her only performance so far. She’d been a ‘special request’ for two of our clients, Premiership footballers who had cash to burn; I’d found out about her boyfriend Jude Law cheating on her the day before the papers broke the story. The promise of revenge and an obscene amount of money had persuaded her to join my little troupe of celebrity sluts. All she’d wanted was the tape, so that if Jude ever strayed again she could show him the footage of her enjoying a taste of the dark meat from two well-hung sportsmen. What I’d neglected to tell her was that I was putting a copy of the tape aside for our rapidly growing archives.
It was the archives I’d taken Jacob to after our meeting in my office. I’d shown him pictures of all the girls we had on board and promised him any one he wanted for the night. I knew his initial sensibilities wouldn’t allow him to do that, he was far too worried about his part in our venture becoming public knowledge, so as an alternative I’d offered him free reign over our collection of videos for the night. But there was only one he’d wanted, Sienna’s.
I could access the video network on board from my room and now, me and Nikki Cox were watching as my friend and business partner rubbed his aching cock through his underwear while watching a video of the blonde Brit be pleasured by a pair of monster black cocks. The sound of the Sienna’s fucking from the TV on the TV wasn’t the best but the noises coming from Jacob’s room were crystal clear to Nikki and me.
“Yeah!” said Jacob, apparently agreeing with one of the black men and unaware he himself was being watched, “Suck his fat dick slut! You like getting fucked in both ends you blonde bitch?”
“Wow.” Said Nikki, not looking at the screen now but removing her tight white t-shirt to uncover the sky-blue bra struggling to contain her large, tanned breasts. “Your friend’s got issues”. Nikki was a personal favourite of mine and she obviously enjoyed our rendezvous’ as much as I did. She’d knocked on my door about half an hour earlier looking like a dream, if your dreams consist of red-haired, big-titted white trash sluts. It hadn’t taken her long to strip me stark naked and begin slowly jerking me off. I’d also told her to stay dressed for as long as possible, I loved how the t-shirt highlighted her tremendous breasts and how her ass looked in the denim Daisy Duke shorts she had on.
“He doesn’t get out much.” I joked, glancing at Nikki who was kissing my neck again and pushing her bra-encased tits into my torso. I was trying to concentrate on the TV screen but it was getting increasingly difficult with Nikki Cox tugging on my prick and her body virtually begging to be fucked.
“Yeah!” Jacob exclaimed loudly, “Make the bitch choke!” Sienna was obviously in a little distress; the man fucking her face was cumming and had jammed his cock down her inexperienced throat. His head was thrown back in bliss as he gripped Sienna’s head and forced her to swallow the warm load he was shooting into her gullet. “Ha ha!” Jacob laughed as he shuffled forward to sit on the edge of the bed fixated on the screen. Almost subconsciously he whipped out his own cock and began tugging on it furiously.
Finally it seemed like the man had had enough of Sienna’s struggle and quickly pulled his now flaccid python from her throat. The ‘Layer Cake’ star immediately gagged, desperate for air as cum leaked from the corner of her mouth. She recovered quickly from her face fucking but the man inside her pussy was still pounding away. Sienna collapsed on her face, burying it into the bed she was on as she came.
“OH God! Yes! Yes! That’s it!” She screamed, loud enough so Nikki and me could hear it clearly too. A thin web of jizz and spittle formed over her lips as her orgasm began.
“Yeah!” shouted Jacob again; beating his meat more frantically now, “Split her in two! Take it all bitch!”
“Mmmm.” hummed Nikki, “I love watching a girl get fucked by a big, fat cock.” While I’d been watching the television, Nikki had removed her shorts and now had one hand buried in her little blue panties playing with her clit.
“Fucking hell Nik! Look at you, making you wanna fuck you right now and the main event hasn’t even started yet!” I said, watching the redhead finger herself.
“Please Chris!” Nikki begged, “Fuck me! Fuck me hard now! I’m so hot, I need it!”
“Just wait babe.” I said, struggling to stop myself from jumping on her and fucking her brains out right there and then.
“Wha…?” Said Jacob; while Sienna continued to cum on the screen, he shifted his gaze sharply to the right, the pace at which he jerked his cock slowed but didn’t stop. A door opened and closed off camera and from the right of the screen strutted leggy, blonde WWE Diva, Stacy Keibler.
“You got Stacy for him!” exclaimed Nikki excitedly.
“You’re Sta…” Jacob mumbled weakly, stopping mid sentence as Stacy raised one finger to her lips and hushed him.
“I heard I had an admirer on board.” Said Stacy as she walked to the end of Jacob’s bed, directly between him and the TV screen, “but he was too shy to see me.” Combined with her super sexy walk, the black high-heeled shoes and tiny black mini-skirt she was wearing highlighted her long, toned legs. She was also wearing a simple white blouse that showed off her flat stomach and her blonde hair was down over her shoulders.
“I needed to get him laid.” I explained to Nikki, “This weekend has to be one he’ll never forget. You never know when I might need to make him remember this because I need a favour, and I know Stacy’s his dream woman. He’s too much of a worrier to just take her when I offered her to him earlier, I was relying on him getting so worked up by Sienna’s film that he won’t turn it down again.”
“Stacy won’t let him! She’s a pro!” Nikki said elatedly.
Sienna Miller was still cumming while on all fours with a 10 inch black cock pounding her from behind as Stacy turned around to watch, still obstructing Jacob’s view. Jacob couldn’t take his eyes off Stacy’s perfect ass that was now right in his face, he barely noticed Stacy unbuttoning her shirt, then standing with her hands on her hips enjoying the show.
“Erm…” Jacob started, mostly as horny as hell as he sat there with a rock-hard cock and Stacy Keibler in front of him. But a small part of him was still worried about anyone, including the long-limbed blonde; from knowing he was involved with UPC.
“Look at that bitch!” Stacy interrupted, “She’s got two big cocks and here’s me with nobody.” Keeping her long legs straight, Stacy bent forward slightly, causing her black mini-skirt to ride up. Jacob (as well as me and Nikki) could see that she wasn’t wearing any underwear. With her ass inches from Jacob’s face, he just couldn’t contain himself. He turned around quickly so he was lying on his back with his head almost hanging off the end of the bed, reaching up he grabbed Stacy’s hips and pulled her down onto his face, eliciting a moan of pleasure from the blonde.
“Please, let’s fuck.” Nikki pleaded. The horny redhead had straddled me and was grinding her sodden, panty-clad snatch into my crotch. “I need it so bad!” As Nikki squirmed on my prick she starting peppering my neck and chest with kisses, I sat there and let her while watching Jacob lick out Stacy Keibler’s cunt.
Stacy stood up silently, removing herself from Jacob’s probing tongue. Hurt flashed momentarily across Jacob’s face, he started to sit up but Stacy stopped him. She threw off her unbuttoned blouse and seemed to push her chest out, drawing attention to her breasts. Then standing directly above Jacob’s head she proceeded to remove her skirt; still straddling Jacob’s face she leant over his body and starting licking up and down his shaft. Jacob didn’t need any more encouragement to resume greedily lapping at her sweet snatch.
“MMmmmm!” Stacy groaned as Jacob continued eating her out then she began taking the first few inches of his cock into her mouth.
“C’mon.” Nikki whispered in my ear, she slowly took her bra off and flopped out her massive, tanned globes; continuing to gyrate leisurely on my dick, they bounced wonderfully, “Fuck me. Please.”
The image on Jacob’s television screen had Sienna Miller on her knees, mouth open, being blasted in the face with cum erupting from the dick of the man who’d been fucking her doggy style. While on my own screen, Jacob and Stacy Keibler were enjoying a 69. With these images in front of me and a naked, horny Nikki Cox begging to be fucked I couldn’t resist any longer.
I pushed Nikki onto her back so I was knelt on the bed between her outstretched legs admiring her perfect curves. Deliberately pressing my hard shaft into her crotch I kissed her deeply on the lips and Nikki groaned in delight. I rolled over so we were lying side by side; I continued kissing Nikki while playing with her auburn hair with one hand and lightly stroking her sumptuous body with the other. From where I was laid, I still had a good view of Jacob and Stacy pleasuring each other and their wet slurping noises and muffled moans unmistakable.
“Aahhh!” Nikki gasped quietly as my exploring hand traced the inside of her thigh. My fingers feeling the goose bumps on her skin as they danced up her legs towards her sodden panties. Finding the elastic waistband I slipped a couple of fingers inside and immediately they were covered with Nikki’s sweet juices. “Mmmm.” She hummed in encouragement.
“You like that babe?” I asked softly.
“Mmmm.” Nikki purred again. Her murmurs of bliss were replaced by a sharp intake of breath as I quickly jammed two fingers into her dripping cunt.
“How about now?” I smiled. The attention the horny slut had given herself earlier lubricated my fingers perfectly as they spread out to explore every part of Nikki Cox’s juicy twat. Nikki tried to turn towards me slightly and push her hips onto my hand.
“Ah fuck!” Nikki yelped enthusiastically, rhythmically pumping her hips to fuck my hand. I started to stab my fingers in and out of her with long, harsh strokes.
“You gonna cum on my hand? You fucking slut!”
“Please, take them out!” She pleaded. Her driving hips continuing to push down, burying my fingers so I was knuckle-deep inside the big-titted star. “I need your cock. Please. I wanna feel you inside me.”
I removed my fingers from her cunt as swiftly as I’d inserted them. Nikki seemed disappointed for a moment but took the opportunity to remove her saturated underwear. Like a panther I pounced on her, pinning her arms above her head, while I knelt between her open legs again and rubbed the head of my bloated prick against the moist slit of her pussy.
“You want this babe?” I teased.
“Please,” she begged, “Stick it in. Fuck me with that fat cock.”
Taking my cock in one hand, I guided it inside Nikki. Nikki moaned in delight as I slowly filled her with my hard portion of cock. I left myself balls deep inside the sexy actress; letting Nikki enjoy the feeling of being full of dick as much as I enjoyed feeling her tight, went cunt around my hard pole. I pinned Nikki’s arms down above her head again so she could barely move; I deliberately refrained from the urge to fuck her hard and fast and instead just hovered above her, twitching my cock inside her occasionally and it was driving her wild.
I glanced up at the TV screen. Jacob was stood up and fucking Miss Keibler against his own giant screen; the blonde’s legs were wrapped tightly around his waist while he jackhammered her cunt.
“C’mon. Fuck me. Fuck me. Yeah.” Stacy chanted breathlessly over Jacob’s shoulder, clearly enjoying the stuffing she was receiving. Her breasts, still contained by her bra pushed against Jacob’s chest as her arms tightened around his body, drawing him deeper inside her young, damp pussy.
Over their shoulders on the screen Sienna was also being fucked in a standing position but from the look of discomfort on her face, she wasn’t quite enjoying it as much as Stacy was. One of the athletic black men held one of her legs slightly in the air as he carefully pushed his stiff prick in and out of her inviting cunt. The other man was also helping to support her vertical base while he equally carefully fucked her ass. The silent displeasure on Sienna’s face indicated the diminutive blonde wasn’t particularly enjoying the double penetration of the two big, black cocks.
“Mmmm!” Nikki whined in irritation as she squirmed underneath me; her curvaceous body pleading to be fucked. I smiled and slowly pulled most of my prick out of her dripping cunt before quickly slamming it back inside her. I left my meaty pole stuffed inside her for a few seconds, teasing her that I wasn’t going to be giving it to her just yet. Her eyes widened, silently screaming for me to satisfy her as I duplicated the slow deliberate strokes, this time lingering inside her for fractionally less time. I repeated this several times, increasing the pace of my fucking with every thrust. The frustration and ecstasy alternating from Nikki was turning me on almost as much as feeling her snug pussy against the length of my chunky shaft.
“Aahhh!” Nikki whimpered as I picked up the pace. She wrapped her legs around the small of my back as I started to wildly drive my sizeable prick into her welcoming cunt. “Oh God! It feels so fucking good!”
We continued fucking like that for some indeterminable period; time had lost all meaning. Nikki continuing to gasp in pleasure throughout as she pumped her own well-rounded hips to meet my strong, graceful lunges. Nikki had a body built for fucking and as my cock slid effortlessly in and out of her tight, wet cunt I watched her fat tits jiggle and ripple fiercely with every forceful thrust.
“Oh God! I’m gonna cum!” Nikki announced. I maintained my frantic pace as the redhead’s body seized up and shuddered as her orgasm hit; her pussy muscles gripping my driving prick. “OH FUCK! YES! YES!”
“Cum for me.” I gasped. I loved making a girl cum and hearing her scream in joy as I screwed her was my idea of heaven.
“Oh god Chris!” Nikki howled and I felt her juices flow over my cock, “YES! YES! OH FUCK ME!” She lurched upwards and wrapped her arms around my neck, crying out loudly over my shoulder as she came.
“AAAHHH! YES! YES!” Despite having the top-heavy actress hanging off my neck I was still able to crane a look at the TV screen and it seemed Stacy was cumming simultaneously with Nikki. The young blonde was being still being rammed up against the wall by Jacob. “Don’t stop! OH FUCK!” shrieked Stacy as she bounced erratically on Jacob’s cock.
“I’m gonna cum!” I announced. The sights and sounds of both Stacy Keibler and Nikki Cox reaching orgasm were too much for me. My fucking of Nikki slowed considerably as I felt a familiar surge of bliss rush up my prick. Nikki barely even acknowledged me as she continued to ride me through her own noisy climax.
“Uhhh.” I groaned and clutched Nikki to me as tightly as she clutched me. I revelled in her sounds of rapture and the heat of her sweaty body close to me. I gazed at the gorgeous Stacy Keibler cumming loudly as my cock erupted into Nikki’s expectant cunt.
“Aahhh.” Nikki hummed happily as she felt my twitching, meaty pole discharge it’s creamy load inside her. I buried myself to the hilt inside Nikki and a second spurt of warm jizz shot from my dick. A wave of exquisite pleasure washed over me before my spasming cock pumped the remainder of its salty emissions into the celebrity slut.
“That was fucking amazing.” Nikki said after we came down from our orgasms and I lay inside her, both of us trying to get our breath back.
It didn’t take me too long to recover but by the time I stole another glance at the television Stacy was also spent. As she basked in her afterglow mumbling inarticulately, Jacob was still fucking her limp body heatedly telling her she was a cock-hungry little slut.
The scene in Sienna’s room had moved to the bed and while she still had a cock in her ass and one in her pussy she seemed to be enjoying it a bit more now. One guy was flat on his back with his hands behind his head, offering a mix of encouragement and insults while letting Sienna grind merrily on his dick. The other guy was still lodged in her ass, timing his thrusts perfectly with Sienna’s.
I pulled my now flaccid dick out of Nikki and we both cleaned ourselves up quite quickly. We crawled into bed in each other arms and watched the action in the other two rooms.
Jacob had tired of supporting the dead weight of a post-orgasmic Stacy against the wall and was now sat down on the end of the bed while she noisily gave him a sloppy, wet blowjob. Jacob leered at the sexy star sucking his dick and deciding he didn’t need it anymore, turned off the TV. Which was a shame, I was enjoying watch Sienna really getting into her role of blonde slut to two black studs.
“Keep sucking. Oh fuck, don’t stop.” Whispered Jacob. “You’re gonna make me cum. You’re gonna make me cum.” Stacy seductively looked up occasionally into Jacob’s eyes while he encouraged her oral attentions.
Pressing the remote control I turned the screen off. I looked at Nikki, she was asleep and I settled down to do the same. I closed my eyes content that it was mission accomplished; the night I’d just given Jacob meant there was no way he’d ever turn his back on UPC now, would he?
PART 3
“We had some great times and made plenty of money but it’s over. Finished.” I obviously wasn’t getting through to him. No time-outs, down by six and the clock ticking; time to throw a Hail Mary.
“Give me 2 weeks, organise one last cruise, one HUGE party. Fuck the money on this one, we give it one huge send-off. 2 weeks, we both get to relax, think about things properly and if you still say we fold afterwards, I won’t argue.” Jacob stared at me thoughtfully; the clock had run down and this play had to work.
“Ok.” Jacob said quietly. “But I won’t change my mind.”
Hallelujah! That was all I needed, I had two weeks to put on the greatest party the Love Boat had ever seen and convince Jacob that he should keep the business, ahem, afloat.
Exactly how I was going to do that, even I didn’t know yet.