TPG
06-24-2006, 10:34 AM
Holly's Biggest Fan
Featuring Holly Brisley
By The Pornographer
(MF, voy, mast, reluc)
This FICTIONAL story contains graphic sexual situations, if you are under age or easily offended STOP READING!
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I was a local handyman who worked in the northern and eastern suburbs of Sydney, and pretty much lived and worked a humble existence. In my early 30’s, I was running a successful small business, getting most of my work through word of mouth. Being 5’10 and a part time lifeguard at a local beach, I pretty much knew everyone and everyone knew me. It was a good and honest living, but that all changed when I met Mr. Elliot, or Mason, as he wanted me to call him.
Mason Elliot was a very successful and influential business man who made a name for himself in the media and entertainment industry in Australia. In his early to mid 50’s, he was originally from New Zealand but bred here in Sydney Australia, and was an eccentric millionaire who was building a large house on the outskirts of the Northern Beaches. He owned a huge estate, and through word of mouth, I was lucky enough to be employed to do some work for him.
Right from the get-go we got on really well together. We chatted about all sorts of things and I found him to be a great, humble, down to earth character. Over the following few weeks we soon started to open up and trust each other, and what started out as a small job soon developed into a huge lucrative contract for me. I had only been there for a few days when I first noticed the numerous numbers of attractive women arriving and leaving his palatial mansion on a daily basis.
I’d never seen so many beautiful and or famous women in all my life. Curious one afternoon, finishing up for the day I decided to bring it up and ask him what the story was. As he explained, he had led a very colorful life. He had apparently been a talent scout and agent at one time – for some very well known people, and then turned Private Detective for a few years before then going back to what he loved best – big business, and now running the day to day operations of a well known Pay TV company in Australia.
Owning a number of properties, businesses and even horse stables around the country, he was a highly motivated and very successful media mogul. Pleased with my work and noticing my own strong work ethic, Mr. Elliot wanted to thank me, and in the only way he knew how – with cash, and lots of it. It was then that he told me that if there was anything he could do for me, anything at all, all I had to do was ask?
Taking him up on his offer, I immediately remembered the previous conversations we had had where we talked about the celebrities he had known and currently knew, and knowing how I felt about one of them in particular, for my 32nd birthday I was tediously going to ask him to just get me an autograph when instead he surprised me by unexpectedly offering to not only arrange but to also pay for a dinner date with her.
I was stunned at what he was suggesting as the woman in question was none other than 27-year-old television personality turned model, Holly Brisley. Initially I didn’t believe him, I just couldn’t, but with Mason nothing really surprised me. When he told me he was supposedly good friends with her, and had her number, I found I was a little excited and nervous with anticipation... I was then equally shocked and amazed when he nonchalantly picked up the phone and rang her right in front of me.
While I watched in stunned silence, he then passed the phone to me!
“Hello?” A sexily husky voice was heard over the line.
“Uh, hi, this is Matt. I’m a friend of Mason’s, I mean, Mr. Elliot’s... I’m a huge fan of yours”
“Oh great, a friend of Mason’s is a friend of mine.” She replied – I could practically see her gorgeous smile through the phone.
She went on, “Well Matt, I’m uh, currently busy at the moment... I’m at the gym actually. Can I call you back?”
“Sure!” I replied a little too eagerly, causing her to giggle.
I then gave her my number and passed the phone back to Mason. He spoke to her briefly and then hung up. From the moment he had mentioned her name I couldn’t stop smiling. He then told me there was a lot I didn’t know about Holly and that I should keep an open mind. At the time I didn’t exactly know what that meant but later I would find out. He then asked me how far I wanted to go with her on our first date. I chuckled and told him as far as possible and he then grinned at me, telling me he could and would take care of it.
I was shocked for a second time when I then watched him reach into his jacket pocket and hand me a large wad of cash – it looked to be at least five or six thousand dollars in cash, all in one hundred dollar bills! Two things immediately struck me: First, I couldn’t believe that he actually walked around with that much money on him, and secondly, why was he giving it to me? I presumed he was paying me for the last couple of days work, but he then told me it was purely for our date.
I couldn’t believe it, why would he give me that much money – almost $7200 after I counted it all!
He then went on to explain that Holly was a very rare and materialistic type of girl – not a lot of guys could keep up with her physically or financially, and that it would probably JUST cover dinner as the rest would go towards paying Holly for her time. I stood dumbfounded and then chuckled expecting him to be kidding, but he wasn’t. Did he actually just say what I thought he did? Pay her for her time! What did that mean? I knew most celebrities were probably busy but... it then hit me. I finally worked out what he was trying to say.
“Wait a minute, are you telling me Holly’s a prostitute, or some sort of escort? Nah, no way!”
“Yes, she is,” he replied blankly, “Oh don’t worry, there are a lot of other celebrities out there that do it too, on the side that is...”
“Really, like who?” I inquired, immediately regretting the question as it was probably way too personal and none of my business – but Mason only happily spilled the beans.
“Well... there’s Holly, and... Tania Zaetta, Tammin Sursok, Sophie Monk... just to name a few. Oh, and Sophie’s a new one as well and I can highly recommend her”
“Holy shit,” I exclaimed, “Who knew aye!”
“Yes well that’s kind of the point, not many people do, and the one’s who do have an understanding, you get me? We’d appreciate it if you kept it like that,”
“We?” I asked, and he just grinned slyly.
“Trust me, you don’t want to know. Just keep it to yourself”
“Definitely”
A few minutes later I left Mr. Elliot’s property a little shocked and confused. Taking the 40 minute drive home, it was then my car phone suddenly rang. I picked it up expecting it to be one of the boys calling me to arrange something for tonight, seeing as it was a beautiful balmy Friday night, and low and behold it was actually Holly Brisley. Hearing her voice I was that startled and freaked out I nearly had an accident. Stuck in traffic over the Gore Freeway, I sat and nonchalantly chatted to her, (as you do) I laughed to myself.
“So you’re a friend of Mason’s?” she affirmed – apparently knowing full well what that pertained.
“Uh yeah, he said he thought it was a great idea if we got together”
“Hmm, I bet he did,” she remarked – driving me crazy with her sexy, raspy voice.
“So, what did you have in mind?”
“Well, Mr. Elliot has apparently already made reservations at the Sheridan on the Park, so I guess all we have to do is just show up and enjoy ourselves”
“Oh okay sounds great, its dinner then!”
I couldn’t be positive but judging from the tone in her voice I suspected she knew exactly what Mr. Elliot really had in mind. For some reason I assumed this wasn’t the first time he had arranged this sort of thing and put her in this position. I wondered if she knew that I knew about her little career on the side.
I added, “Well I guess I’ll meet you there then, say around 8pm?”
“Done. I’ll see you in a few hours.”
We hung up with each other and I was so excited and anxious to get home I was pulled over for speeding. I was that happy and elated, I didn’t even care, and for a minute or two I was afraid the police officer was going to test me for drugs or alcohol as I was so jubilant. Just for laughs, I told him I had a date with Holly Brisley and after he looked at me dumbfounded, I explained to him who she was and of course, he didn’t believe me – handing me my ticket.
8pm finally rolled around and I showed up right on time for my date – my date with TV babe Holly Brisley!
With the wad of cash on me and my celebrity date arriving soon, I felt untouchable, like I was the king of the world. I enquired about my table and took a seat, impatiently waiting for her. She was late (as expected and as most women are), and so I waited all of about 20 minutes before I began to worry. Finally the manager arrived and told me there was a call for me on the phone. I immediately thought the worst and imagined Holly had probably backed out or changed her mind. I braced myself for the bad news and was surprised when I then heard a male’s voice on the other end of the line.
“Mr. Smith? I have a message for you from a Miss Brisley,”
“Yes,” I replied despondently, expecting to hear she wouldn’t be coming.
“She has instructed me to inform you she will be waiting for you upstairs in her suite,”
“Suite?”
“Yes, the presidential suite. All you need to do is leave the restaurant and turn to your left, come up to the foyer and retrieve the key from me here. I’ll be waiting for you.”
I hung up the phone and cursed myself. How stupid of me I thought. Holly’s an absolute babe and probably expects me to be a gentleman and escort her down to dinner. I had already had a glass of wine but the manager said it was on the house. I told him to keep the table warm and stepped up to the front reception desk where I was then given the key – which consisted of a credit card style data card.
“That’ll be level 15, suite 1501.” The concierge told me.
I grabbed the key and caught the elevator up. I was extremely nervous and checked my self several times in the mirror. Reaching the floor, I stepped out and went in search of the room – it wasn’t hard seeing as at this level there were only two Presidential suites. Finding it I knocked on the door and after not getting a reply hesitantly slid the card through the security seal. BEEP! The door sounded and unlocked – and I tentatively stepped in. Inside, I caught a lump in my throat when I realized just what I was hearing – the shower was running, and apparently Holly was inside.
“Holy shit” I softly said to myself, viewing the extraordinarily lavish suite.
I was more nervous and excited than I had been in years.
“Uh Hello, anybody here... Holly?” I announced from the living room, slowly creeping my way toward the bedroom.
“Oh, hey!” I heard a female voice answer from the bedroom – and the luxuriant bathroom ensuite.
“Sorry Matt, I didn’t expect you to be here so quickly. I’ll be out in a jiffy, okay?”
“No worries, take your time” I told her, and walked over to the large window in the living room area.
I looked out the window to enjoy the view – an unspoiled and panoramic view of Sydney Harbor by night. I would have probably admired it more under different circumstances but I just couldn’t stop thinking – thoughts of Holly Brisley alone, naked, and wet in the shower in next room just a few feet away. I took off my jacket and tried to relax, I was way too tense. I walked over to the bar and poured myself a glass of Jack Daniels.
I then heard her holler again, “Make yourself at home, I’ll only be a few more minutes, sorry again.”
I drank and thought, smiling – I still couldn’t believe this was actually happening. A sudden and dreadful thought then crossed my mind – what if it wasn’t Holly Brisley in there. It sounded like her, but what if there was some sort of mix up and it was actually just another girl whose name was also Holly, or just happened to look like her. I was slowly convincing myself there had to be a catch, maybe Mason had made a mistake... there had to be something wrong with this whole situation – this was just too good to be true.
As I contemplated this, I heard the shower stop. My nervousness now sky rocketed into the stratosphere. Trying to busy my mind, I stepped out onto the balcony – it was a warm summer night, and a Friday to boot. The city was just beginning to come alive. I watched as cab after cab arrived into the city, filled with hot young teenagers, secretaries, groups upon groups of bar and club goers. Then, I was suddenly startled when I heard a soft sweet voice from behind me.
“So you must be Matt?”
I turned around and nearly dropped my glass – not to mention almost losing the power in my legs. Standing there in just a sexy little skimpy white satin bathrobe was Holly Brisley – My Holly, the one I had been pining for, for all these years. She wore hardly any make up and her long platinum blonde hair was up and off her delicate shoulders – showing off her long elegant neck and collar bone. The silk robe she wore was tightly pulled together, extenuating her small hips, long lean legs and large full breasts.
From the low cut design her more than impressive cleavage was showing – and to my absolute delight, her thick hard nipples pierced clearly from under the thin material. Catching sight of them I could visibly make them out. They looked like two small 10c pieces - thick and pebble like, they were the length of pencil erasers, and they seemed to strain tautly against the silk fabric, begging for attention. I almost wanted to reach out and instantly touch them, tweak them, suck them!
“Wow,” I let out, stepping back inside, “Y—You look incredible,”
“Thank you,” she smiled graciously, “How sweet, I’m not even dressed yet,”
Her bright blue eyes and sexy smile lit up the entire room as she stepped forward to shake my hand. My hands were sweating, and politely she noticed but didn’t say anything. I was still stunned by her beauty, and to see her clad in just a low cut bathrobe. I wasn’t sure but I was fairly certain there was absolutely nothing underneath – the thought alone gave me an instant ragging hard on. The robe encased her large breasts wonderfully, mashing them together and causing them to look double the size I had always imagined them to be.
The sexy little outfit finished just above her knee, causing her smooth tanned legs to be on full display while her feet were temporarily incased in a pair of matching colored tacky fluffy heels. I stood there for an extra moment taking it all in. She could see from the expression on my face just what effect she was having on me. She grinned and casually walked over to pour herself a glass of champagne.
As she turned around my heart skipped a beat as I caught sight of her tight round ass and athletically toned legs – sensing me stare she just continued to smile and seemed to love ever minute of it. This girl was sensational.
“So, you’re friends with Mason are you? How is he lately, I haven’t seen him in a few weeks?”
I noticed she mentioned the word “seen him” and guessed at what she was talking about.
“He’s good...” I replied, all the while trying my hardest not to stare at her stunning body.
“S—So, are you going to get dressed or... I told them to hold our table downstairs,”
Holly grabbed a glass of champagne and with a seductive grin, slowly walked back over towards me and leaning over, sweetly whispered into my ear;
“What’s your rush, Matt? We’ve got all night”
I almost melted on the spot.
I then watched in awe as she casually moved by me and onto the balcony. Considering how high up we were I stood in stunned silence as I watched her stand out on the cool breezy balcony – the front of her bathrobe flapping freely in the wind, every now and then giving me a side shot of her legs, thighs and even the bottom of her bare ass! I gulped and then followed her out. We then gently tapped our glasses in celebration and drank, admiring the view.
“God I love the city – especially at night,” She admitted, “You know Friday is my most favorite day of the week,”
I nodded and noticed in the cool summer breeze, her nipples now somehow got harder and thicker – if that was even possible. I was amazed by this and couldn’t help but stare. Catching me look to my embarrassment she briefly glanced down and then looked back up at me with a grin.
Staring me knowingly in the eyes for a few moments she then said, “How about we go inside, shall we?”
I followed her in and she then pulled the curtains shut. Before I had time to ask her what she had in mind or what we were going to do, she turned to face me – her face seemingly different, full of business and attitude. She was suddenly serious.
“So, where do you want to do it? I’m assuming Mason explained how this works – what the rates are and stuff?”
I was so shocked I just stood there nodding like an idiot, not even paying attention to what she was saying.
“You know you’re a very lucky man,” she explained as she moved towards me again – it was all like a dream.
As she undid and partially opened her robe to me, for a moment I was worried I was imagining it all and soon would wake up too earlier. Just as I had hoped, she was almost naked under the garment – going completely topless she was only clad in a pair of high cut peach colored silk panties.
Holly went on, “...I mean, don’t get me wrong, Mason’s a very generous guy but I’ve never known him to offer to cover a full night’s expense...”
“Really,” I replied, still dumbfounded as Holly stood right in front of me half naked and then reached down to casually unbuckle my belt.
Dropping to her knees I nervously smiled, “Wait a minute, what are you doing?”
“What’s it look like I’m doing, Silly? We’re going to have some fun. You like to have fun don’t you, have a good time?”
I continued to object and ask her questions but she just kept cutting me off – babbling on about this and that.
“Now you do know the rules don’t you? There is no kissing, hugging or caressing, or any intimate shit like that. There is only STRAIGHT sex, and that doesn’t include any fetishes, oral, biting, slapping, and so on... okay birthday boy,”
“Um…”
“Now, you’re only getting my company tonight, and sex, understand? And we only do what I am comfortable in doing...”
“What... wait?”
“Uh sorry honey, I can’t change the rules, that’s just the way it has to be. I don’t make them, I just follow them...”
Ignoring my confusion she continued, “Now I know what you’re thinking, but believe me when I tell you I will make it up to you in other areas, trust me...”
“No, I mean...” I tried to butt in.
“Believe me when I tell you, it’s the best 3000 dollars you’ll ever spend...”
“Look, stop!” I protested, “Stop right now!”
She did, finally – with my belt and zipper undone and my shirt pulled out and half unbuttoned. I wanted to just stop and ask her a simple question...
Seeing her beautiful eyes and face stare up at me, I lost my train of thought and could only manage to then say, “What about dinner?”
Holly ignored me and immediately went back to undressing me - pulling my pants down my legs and stripping my shirt off.
“Wh—What about desert?” I said, not realizing I had said it out loud.
Holly suddenly stopped what she was doing, and looking up at me with the most amazingly sexy and wicked look I’d ever seen and replied, “Matt... fuck desert!”
She then proceeded to strip me down to my boxers. I couldn’t believe this was actually happening.
She then added, “There, feel better?”
Standing there in just my boxers she then looked over and smirked at my erection – which was obviously straining against my boxers.
“Well someone’s hungry, alright,” she giggled getting up, “So what, do you want to do it in here, or in the bedroom?”
I couldn’t think straight – this was all happening so fast.
Without even thinking I found myself saying, “The bedroom,”
“The bedroom it is then,” Holly said, and with that she stepped towards the bedroom but not before peeling her bathrobe completely off her body – leaving her in just her panties and heels!
Still standing there in absolute awe, she then reached the bedroom doorway, and concealing her nipples with her hands, turned around to say;
“So are you coming or what?”
When I finally got my legs to work and walked over to the room, Holly had already dimmed the lights and was on the bed. I looked inside and was amazed to see her lying there up against the head board and with her legs spread slightly – her heels digging into the mattress. It was a scene right out of a fantastic wet dream. She looked so sexy lying there with her breasts completely exposed and out in the open – her breasts were everything I had imagined them to be, even better! Although they were clearly fake, they looked absolutely perfect and suited her.
“So Matt,” she smirked cheekily, “Do you like to watch?”
I told her I did, and without any further ado I watched in disbelief as she parted her legs a little further and gently ran her well manicured fingertips up her smooth inner thighs and over her underwear. Resting her hand just below her belly button, she teasingly brushed her fingers across her pussy – finding and kneading her tight slit through the thin material. Keeping constant eye contact with me she then brought her fingers up to her mouth and licked, applying a generous amount of saliva to them before placing them back on her panties – leaving a wet mark on them.
“Hmm, you do hey... well then watch me,” she breathed.
“Holy shit...” I whispered to myself – this was by far the most hottest and erotic thing I had ever seen in my entire life!
Leaving a small wet mark of spit and juice on her underwear, Holly closed her eyes in pleasure and then rubbed her way up to the top of her panties before sliding inside to bury her hand underneath. The sight of her underwear being stretched and pulled by her occupying hand was incredible. She didn’t waste any time in masturbating and was quickly fingering herself inside them. Turning her head to the side in delight, Holly then pleasured her honey pot further, giving out a low and steady moan as she did.
Softly biting her bottom lips Holly whispered, “Oh God, I’m so wet...”
At that precise moment I was so hard I thought I was going to pass out.
Tweaking a nipple with one hand, she continued to pleasure herself with the other and soon began to pick up the pace, plunging and pumping two fingers in and out of her incredible snatch. Wanting to see more I then asked her to take her panties off but she just ignored me – too preoccupied with her own pleasure.
A minute later to my delight, she then stopped what she was doing and licking her juice covered fingers reached down to grab hold of the side of her peach colored panties. Watching me for my reaction, she then slowly and teasingly pulled them to one side to reveal to me for the first time her amazing pussy. It was breathtaking – her pussy was completely shaved clean and had a tiny wisp of light brown hair just above her clit. He lips were taut, thin, moist and pink, and I could just make out her tiny protruding clit.
“Holy fuck!” I let out.
Holly then ran a single finger up the length of her hairless moist slit before reaching up to taste and lick it clean. It was probably the cleanest, spotless, most immaculate pussy I had ever seen!
“Hmm, so I guess you do like to watch...” she smirked.
I stood there in awe, watching intently as she touched, caressed and played with her pristine pussy. She then began to deliberately tease herself, lightly tapping and caressing her seemingly sensitive clit, and putting on a real show for me. All the while I just stood there in awe, watching her.
Seeing my discomfort, she then breathed, “Pull it out... I want to see it.”
Without thinking twice I reached down and pulled out my throbbing cock – stroking it cautiously in fears I might make myself cum too early. Catching sight of my obvious admiration for her, Holly grinned boldly then began to masturbate with more intent – staring at my hardening penis. It was now she really began to sigh and moan more contently, tossing her head from side to side. For the first time in the evening I took control and demanded she take off her panties. I was pleasantly surprised when she immediately did as I asked – as if totally under my control.
Tossing her panties across the room she now lay there completely exposed, nude – if not for her heels. Stepping away for a moment I then reached over and grabbed her used underwear from off the floor, surprising her as I openly sniffed them.
Wrapping them around my thick shaft, Holly groaned in approval, “Mmmhhhh... yesss... ohhhhh”
Stroking my cock with them, I then quickened my pace which only caused her to moan louder.
“Uuhhh Mmmmpphhh… stroke it for me... yeah uhhhhh!”
Extremely aroused I could practically taste her through her underwear. I stroked as fast as humanly possible – faster than I had ever done in my entire 32-year-old life.
“Uuhhh… I’m gonna cum… Matt, I’m gonna cum!” she panted sweetly.
I too felt myself approaching my orgasm. Holly then suddenly stopped – seemingly holding off her orgasm so she could tease herself a little more.
She then leaned up on her elbows, her legs still spread wide and declared, “Now are you going to come here and fuck me or what!”
Almost instantaneously I dropped her knickers, and didn’t need to be asked twice – I practically leapt at her, positioning myself over and between her open legs.
Briefly caressing her soft thighs she said, “Now remember, no funny stuff – just straight sex, nothing more”
I nodded as she then reached over to the side table and retrieved a condom. Gripping my cock she then slipped it over me and then aimed me towards her sweet, moist, pink hole. Inching forward, I carefully pressed the tip of my rod against her searing tight lips before sinking into her and filled her with half my thick length.
“Mmmmm... ohh—okay, now go... fuck me baby!”
While I paced myself, Holly seemed to do what ever she could to try and make me cum. She reached down and licked each breast, tweaking her nipples for my entertainment while encouraging and talking dirt to me the entire time.
“Yeah, fuck me Matt... fuck my tight little pussy. You like that? Show me how you want to fuck me! Go on, do it... uuurrhhh… make me cum baby, give it to me!”
I began to pick up the pace, ramming her harder, faster, deeper. Holly’s voice and tone now began to crack under the pressure – she was actually starting to really get off on this.
“Ohhooo... oh God... oh my God, Matt... that’s it baby, you’re gonna make me… oh fuck... you’re gonna make me cum!”
I now unleashed everything I had on her – fucking and banging her roughly against the mattress. She screamed for me to make her cum and a minute later, cum she did.
“Uurghh fuuuuuuck... I’m gonna, I’m gonna cuuuuuummmmmmm!!”
Seeing and hearing her squirm and moan loudly underneath me, I was swept up in the moment and wanted to please her even more – in every way.
I breathed, “Oh fuck Holly, I wanna eat your fucking cunt! I want to eat your hot little pussy... yeah... you like that?”
“Mmmmm... nn—nooo... ooohhh fuck me, just keep fucking me!” she groaned, still riding her orgasm.
I was getting more excited by the second. Pounding into her with long deep thrusts, I could feel the wetness that was building up inside her – I could just imagine what her pussy looked like, tasted like right now. With her eyes shut firmly, without warning, I then jumped off of her and in one quick motion moved to lay between her spread legs – diving down to plant my face into her searing cunt!
“Mmmmm... NOOOO... STOP!” she protested as I immediately licked and slurped at her tight pink folds.
“Wait... stop! Stooo—oooohhh... uurrghhhh God, stop it...” she gave out.
I quickly found her clit and worked on it vigorously, but she still squirmed and twisted around, resisting me and trying to get me to stop. Licking down to her asshole, I briefly ran the tip of my tongue across it and found it caused her to shriek out in ecstasy – with her legs immediately springing wide open again. I had apparently found her weakness. Initially she pulled on my hair trying to pull me away, but now she seemed to be pushing me into her harder as I eagerly ate out her ass. Glancing up, I now noticed she was rubbing her clit while I aggressively tongue fucked her asshole.
“Arrghhhh God... fuuuu… fuck yes, lick it... like that, yeah… urrghhh!”
I eagerly ate her out before I then moved up to keenly thrust nearly my whole face, from my chin to my nose deep into her wet snatch. That was it, that was apparently all it took for her to approach and be on the verge of another powerful orgasm. As she came I could actually feel her insides constrict and her walls flood. Just as she climaxed, I then quickly jumped up to my knees and forcefully pushed my cock back inside her, desperate to feel her hot new moistness.
“Aarrrghh fuck!” she yelped out.
Still climaxing and riding wave after wave of euphoria, she couldn’t put up a fight and again I began to bang her tight little cunny with all I had. Taking her by her hips this time, I threw her around on the bed a little before positioning her on her side and going to town on her again. I wanted to fuck the living shit out of her and right now, I was. She was now light headed and looking as though she was in a sexual daze. Spooning her from behind I then fucked her incredible tight body for another few minutes, and couldn’t hold off any longer.
Holding her in place by her long smooth legs, I moved her around a little more – trying to fuck her in as many positions as I possible could think of. Looking down it was now I realized I had been fucking her without my condom. It had apparently come off in all the commotion. Realizing I was fucking her without any restriction only excited me more, and without even thinking about it I pulled out at the very last possible moment, gripped my fat cock by its base, and squeezed and unloaded a mammoth load all over her chest, neck, head, and hair.
I was more shocked then she was since I had never cum like that in my entire life. Trembling uncontrollably for a few seconds I collapsed beside her on the bed. Calming down after a minute or two, I looked over beside me and there was Holly, sweating profusely and literally covered in my cum. She wasn’t impressed. Still breathing a little heavy from her own orgasms, she looked down at her own body in disgust, collecting pools of cum off her neck and body and flicking it to the floor beside the bed.
Still feeling euphoric from my monster climax, I laughed, “Hey just leave it, your only making more of a mess...”
“Shut the fuck up!” she snapped, clearly upset with me and even herself for letting things go so far.
“What the fuck did I tell you about the rules?”
I couldn’t help but snicker, “Rules? What the fuck?”
Laughing to her face, for a moment I though I may have crossed the line, but to my surprise she looked back down at the mess I had made and seeing there was no hope in cleaning herself up she soon began to laugh.
“My God, look at me,” she chuckled, “I’m a fucking mess”
I rolled over to face her, “Look, I’m really sorry about that Holly, I honestly didn’t mean to do that”
“Yeah-yeah, I know – I’ve heard it all before”
“Yeah I bet, but what about the part when I went down on you? Didn’t you enjoy that?”
“Yeah, of course I did,” she exclaimed, “Couldn’t you tell? What the hell was that anyway? You’re just lucky Mister, you’re lucky I really liked it... and lucky that I like you”
“Really?”
“Yes,” she nodded, carefully getting up off the bed to clean up.
I watched as she made her way across the dimply lit room – the first time catching sight of her entire glorious body in full as she disappeared into the bathroom. A moment later I heard the shower. Laying there in bliss, I looked down and was surprised to find myself still half erect – not only that but I was starting to get excited again. I guessed hearing Holly in the shower really did it for me – God damn it, I thought, I want to fuck her again.
I got up and gave myself a few quick strokes before I quietly walked into the bathroom to find Holly in the shower - and what a sight! This time she had let her long blonde hair down and wet it, washing it thoroughly and cleaning the mess I had made in it. Admiring her for a few extra moments, I had to agree that she had the most amazingly pert, round, bubble ass I had ever seen. I was fascinated by it. Aroused, I quietly snuck up behind her and entered the shower space.
“Matt! What are you doing?!”
“C’mon Holly, don’t be like that, I need a shower too you know.”
I pushed in behind her, casually rubbing my hard-on against her ass cheek, and before she had time to complain I began to generously lather her body – starting from the back of her neck to the small of her back – she had two exquisite little dimples just above her tight ass which I couldn’t stop playing with. She obviously loved the massage and attention I was giving her because she didn’t complain after that – and in fact she didn’t say anything and just continued to softly moan and sigh as I meticulously pampered her body.
“You bastard,” she smiled, “Why can’t I say no to you? God that feels sooo good...”
I softly and carefully caressed her petite body, running the suds and soap all around her smooth hips and firm tummy – making my way back up her soft body I brushed over her chest and gently cupped and groped her amazing round breasts.
“Now-now, don’t start that again... you shouldn’t even be in here to begin with”
“Oh really?”
“Yes. You know, this is all going to cost you extra...”
Before she even had time to finish her sentence, I quickly dropped to me knees and reached up to lightly push her forward – forcing her to bend over slightly and present her sweet wet ass and pussy to me. Without warning I then shoved my face in between her plump ass cheeks and began to eat her out once again. Holly whined and protested for all of about two seconds but didn’t move out of position. Snaking my tongue over her tight bud, she then happily bent right over and opened her stance for me – giving me more than I needed to expertly service her.
“Ohhhhh yessss...” her raspy voice echoed in the shower, “You do that soooo—ohhh... well!”
Crouching on my knees behind her, I fastidiously licked her ass and pussy while I stroked my cock with one hand. Holly now had her hands up on the wall in front of her, balancing and holding herself up. Remembering her weak spot, I stuck my tongue as deep as I possibly could inside her asshole and flicked over her clit with my thumb. It only took a matter of moments before she began to moan out in pleasure and began to shudder in bliss once again.
“Ohhh shit… fuck… oh Jesus, don’t sto—oooohhh... I’m gonna cum again!!!”
This was her third time, and by no means any less powerful. Losing control of her body and her legs, she almost buckled under the pressure before reluctantly turning around and stopping me.
“Please, Matt... stoo—stop, I can’t take much more of that...”
She then switched off the shower, grabbed a towel and headed back into the bedroom – leaving me there on the floor of the shower. Still aroused but mostly frustrated and annoyed, I too grabbed a towel and walked into the room to find Holly getting dressed – she was already clad in her panties and was just in the process of slipping on a matching lace bra. I couldn’t believe it, she looked even more incredible dressed in underwear then she did out of them.
“So this is what I missed hey,” I said – regarding her sexy outfit I never got to see on her.
“Well regardless, I had a great time” she casually said as she looked for the rest of her sexy attire.
“What? Are we finished here are we?”
“Well yeah. I’m meeting a few of my friends downstairs in the lobby and I’m already late.”
I was getting horny as hell watching her dress. Aroused, I walked up behind her as I stroked my erection.
“Matt, come on, didn’t you have enough?”
“Yeah, but there’s just one more thing I want you to do before you go”
Seeing my face, she knew exactly what I had in mind – I wanted a blowjob from her.
“Oh no, sorry... but I just don’t do that sort of thing. Besides, I’m already dressed and... I told you that in the beginning,”
I pleaded with her.
“C’mon Holly, you’re an absolute doll, I’d do WHATEVER you want, come on... just this one thing,”
“Look, I’ve never done that for any other client, why should I start now?”
“Well you probably never had any other client go down on you either but I did, and you liked it didn’t you? You said it yourself,”
Holly thought for a moment.
I declared, “Look, I’ll pay you extra, anything, just name your price!”
Holly stared at me considering the offer. Finally after a few moments of silence she spoke.
“Okay, I’ll consider it but, wait... I’m still not sure if I’d feel comfortable enough... I rarely do it for my real boyfriends let alone someone I just met”
“C’mon, name your price?” I pressed, “Go on, do it!”
“Okay, just off the top of my head, I’d say I’d probably consider doing it for an extra... $2000 bucks!”
Now $2000 might have sounded like way too much to pay for a blowjob let alone a single fuck, but the way she looked, felt, and smelt at that exact moment in time – from where I was standing it was the bargain of the century.
“Yeah okay, deal!” I replied, and without warning while I moved to go grab the money, Holly enthusiastically dropped to her knees in front of me – a cheeky grin washing over her face.
Watching her I smirked, “Oh okay, that was quick”
“Like I said I like you” she smiled.
At that moment she reached up and pulled away my towel to give her uninterrupted access to it. Licking her full lips she reached out and stroked it briefly before tentatively kissing the head gently and opening wide to take all of it into her warm mouth. I sighed as her lips felt velvety soft and her hot wet tongue almost immediately swirled around inside as she expertly licked and slithered the underside of my throbbing cock.
“Oh fuuuu... God damn!” I let out involuntarily, holding onto and playing with her long wet hair.
This girl was an absolutely amazing cock sucker, and I cursed myself for not taking advantage of it sooner. Seeing how aroused I already was, Holly decided to take advantage of it and suddenly began to eagerly bob her head up and down – trying her best to make me cum.
“Ohh fuck Holly, you’re gonna make me cum doing that!” I moaned loudly, “Ohhhhh for fuck sake, baby...”
Replacing her mouth with her hand for a split moment she breathed, “Oh yeah baby, cum for me... cum all over my tits!”
“Urgh urrghh Urrrrghhhhhhhh fuck!” I yelled out as I then suddenly and unintentionally erupted inside her hot talented mouth.
I had cum nearly as much as I had earlier, only this time it was in her warm mouth and down the back of her throat. Panicking, Holly immediately gagged and her eyes shot open as she quickly attempted to pull away which then caused me to blow the remainder of my hot gooey load all over her shocked face. My load hit and landed all over her beautiful face – on her chin, mouth, and even across the bridge of her nose.
“Urrrggghhhh!” she whimpered loudly, choking and coughing for a brief moment.
“Arrrgghhhh... you son of a bitch, happy? I hope it was worth it?”
I proudly smirked down at her, “Fuck yeah, that was fucking incredible – you were awesome!”
“FUCK!” she exclaimed getting up, “I’m going to be tasting you all week now”
Holly then went back into the bathroom to clean up. In all the commotion and mess I had even marked and ruined her bra – apparently one of her favorites. I could hear her gargling and spitting for a few minutes. I went over to place the money on the dresser before going over to lay back down on the bed – extremely content. A few minutes later Holly finally reemerged. Getting redressed, fixing and blown dried her long platinum blonde hair, and reapplying her make up she walked out looking like a million dollars.
“Well, I’ll be off then” she quipped.
She was still a little pissed but still let out a tiny grin. I nodded in the direction of the dresser and she went over and enthusiastically grabbed and counted the cash – all of five grand!
“Well... I’ll be taking off now?”
“Look, I just want to thank you for tonight. You were absolutely amazing – everything I had ever imagined and hoped for. Thank you”
Not expecting me to compliment her, she immediately went shy.
“Aww, that’s sweet. Thanks Matty. I really did have fun... hey, if you ever get lonesome again give Mason a call and he’ll know how to get in contact with me”
She then bent over and kissed me on the cheek before leaving the suite. I watched in disbelief and admiration as one of the sexiest women I had ever seen causally strolled away and out the door. Staring at her incredible round ass, I still couldn’t believe I had her. The moment she left, I reached for the phone and rang Mason – wanting to thank him. Answering his phone, he immediately asked me how it went and then asked if there was anyone else I might be interested in meeting.
I wasn’t going to take him up on his new offer but not wanting to waste the opportunity or insult him I told him I’d think about it. It was then he passed the phone and I heard a delightful young voice. It was apparently 25-year-old singer song writer Sophie Monk.
She said, “Hey Matt, who are you doing tonight? Mason’s been telling me a lot about you...”
“Oh really, like what?”
“I think we should get together sometime soon, maybe have lunch or something,”
“Uh, yeah, that’d be fantastic,” I replied – I couldn’t believe my luck.
I had only finishing fucking Holly Brisley a few minutes ago and already there was the possibility of meeting up with Sophie Monk!
“Okay, talk to you soon sweety, ciao,” Sophie said, before handing the phone back to Mason.
I was so elated and shocked I could only say, “Fuck-n-hell, what are you trying to do to me mate?”
Mason laughed and said he was just extremely happy with me and wanted to thank me.
I told him, “Please, Mason, please... give her my number”
He just laughed and happily replied, “I’ll see what I can do?”
To be continued...
Featuring Holly Brisley
By The Pornographer
(MF, voy, mast, reluc)
This FICTIONAL story contains graphic sexual situations, if you are under age or easily offended STOP READING!
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I was a local handyman who worked in the northern and eastern suburbs of Sydney, and pretty much lived and worked a humble existence. In my early 30’s, I was running a successful small business, getting most of my work through word of mouth. Being 5’10 and a part time lifeguard at a local beach, I pretty much knew everyone and everyone knew me. It was a good and honest living, but that all changed when I met Mr. Elliot, or Mason, as he wanted me to call him.
Mason Elliot was a very successful and influential business man who made a name for himself in the media and entertainment industry in Australia. In his early to mid 50’s, he was originally from New Zealand but bred here in Sydney Australia, and was an eccentric millionaire who was building a large house on the outskirts of the Northern Beaches. He owned a huge estate, and through word of mouth, I was lucky enough to be employed to do some work for him.
Right from the get-go we got on really well together. We chatted about all sorts of things and I found him to be a great, humble, down to earth character. Over the following few weeks we soon started to open up and trust each other, and what started out as a small job soon developed into a huge lucrative contract for me. I had only been there for a few days when I first noticed the numerous numbers of attractive women arriving and leaving his palatial mansion on a daily basis.
I’d never seen so many beautiful and or famous women in all my life. Curious one afternoon, finishing up for the day I decided to bring it up and ask him what the story was. As he explained, he had led a very colorful life. He had apparently been a talent scout and agent at one time – for some very well known people, and then turned Private Detective for a few years before then going back to what he loved best – big business, and now running the day to day operations of a well known Pay TV company in Australia.
Owning a number of properties, businesses and even horse stables around the country, he was a highly motivated and very successful media mogul. Pleased with my work and noticing my own strong work ethic, Mr. Elliot wanted to thank me, and in the only way he knew how – with cash, and lots of it. It was then that he told me that if there was anything he could do for me, anything at all, all I had to do was ask?
Taking him up on his offer, I immediately remembered the previous conversations we had had where we talked about the celebrities he had known and currently knew, and knowing how I felt about one of them in particular, for my 32nd birthday I was tediously going to ask him to just get me an autograph when instead he surprised me by unexpectedly offering to not only arrange but to also pay for a dinner date with her.
I was stunned at what he was suggesting as the woman in question was none other than 27-year-old television personality turned model, Holly Brisley. Initially I didn’t believe him, I just couldn’t, but with Mason nothing really surprised me. When he told me he was supposedly good friends with her, and had her number, I found I was a little excited and nervous with anticipation... I was then equally shocked and amazed when he nonchalantly picked up the phone and rang her right in front of me.
While I watched in stunned silence, he then passed the phone to me!
“Hello?” A sexily husky voice was heard over the line.
“Uh, hi, this is Matt. I’m a friend of Mason’s, I mean, Mr. Elliot’s... I’m a huge fan of yours”
“Oh great, a friend of Mason’s is a friend of mine.” She replied – I could practically see her gorgeous smile through the phone.
She went on, “Well Matt, I’m uh, currently busy at the moment... I’m at the gym actually. Can I call you back?”
“Sure!” I replied a little too eagerly, causing her to giggle.
I then gave her my number and passed the phone back to Mason. He spoke to her briefly and then hung up. From the moment he had mentioned her name I couldn’t stop smiling. He then told me there was a lot I didn’t know about Holly and that I should keep an open mind. At the time I didn’t exactly know what that meant but later I would find out. He then asked me how far I wanted to go with her on our first date. I chuckled and told him as far as possible and he then grinned at me, telling me he could and would take care of it.
I was shocked for a second time when I then watched him reach into his jacket pocket and hand me a large wad of cash – it looked to be at least five or six thousand dollars in cash, all in one hundred dollar bills! Two things immediately struck me: First, I couldn’t believe that he actually walked around with that much money on him, and secondly, why was he giving it to me? I presumed he was paying me for the last couple of days work, but he then told me it was purely for our date.
I couldn’t believe it, why would he give me that much money – almost $7200 after I counted it all!
He then went on to explain that Holly was a very rare and materialistic type of girl – not a lot of guys could keep up with her physically or financially, and that it would probably JUST cover dinner as the rest would go towards paying Holly for her time. I stood dumbfounded and then chuckled expecting him to be kidding, but he wasn’t. Did he actually just say what I thought he did? Pay her for her time! What did that mean? I knew most celebrities were probably busy but... it then hit me. I finally worked out what he was trying to say.
“Wait a minute, are you telling me Holly’s a prostitute, or some sort of escort? Nah, no way!”
“Yes, she is,” he replied blankly, “Oh don’t worry, there are a lot of other celebrities out there that do it too, on the side that is...”
“Really, like who?” I inquired, immediately regretting the question as it was probably way too personal and none of my business – but Mason only happily spilled the beans.
“Well... there’s Holly, and... Tania Zaetta, Tammin Sursok, Sophie Monk... just to name a few. Oh, and Sophie’s a new one as well and I can highly recommend her”
“Holy shit,” I exclaimed, “Who knew aye!”
“Yes well that’s kind of the point, not many people do, and the one’s who do have an understanding, you get me? We’d appreciate it if you kept it like that,”
“We?” I asked, and he just grinned slyly.
“Trust me, you don’t want to know. Just keep it to yourself”
“Definitely”
A few minutes later I left Mr. Elliot’s property a little shocked and confused. Taking the 40 minute drive home, it was then my car phone suddenly rang. I picked it up expecting it to be one of the boys calling me to arrange something for tonight, seeing as it was a beautiful balmy Friday night, and low and behold it was actually Holly Brisley. Hearing her voice I was that startled and freaked out I nearly had an accident. Stuck in traffic over the Gore Freeway, I sat and nonchalantly chatted to her, (as you do) I laughed to myself.
“So you’re a friend of Mason’s?” she affirmed – apparently knowing full well what that pertained.
“Uh yeah, he said he thought it was a great idea if we got together”
“Hmm, I bet he did,” she remarked – driving me crazy with her sexy, raspy voice.
“So, what did you have in mind?”
“Well, Mr. Elliot has apparently already made reservations at the Sheridan on the Park, so I guess all we have to do is just show up and enjoy ourselves”
“Oh okay sounds great, its dinner then!”
I couldn’t be positive but judging from the tone in her voice I suspected she knew exactly what Mr. Elliot really had in mind. For some reason I assumed this wasn’t the first time he had arranged this sort of thing and put her in this position. I wondered if she knew that I knew about her little career on the side.
I added, “Well I guess I’ll meet you there then, say around 8pm?”
“Done. I’ll see you in a few hours.”
We hung up with each other and I was so excited and anxious to get home I was pulled over for speeding. I was that happy and elated, I didn’t even care, and for a minute or two I was afraid the police officer was going to test me for drugs or alcohol as I was so jubilant. Just for laughs, I told him I had a date with Holly Brisley and after he looked at me dumbfounded, I explained to him who she was and of course, he didn’t believe me – handing me my ticket.
8pm finally rolled around and I showed up right on time for my date – my date with TV babe Holly Brisley!
With the wad of cash on me and my celebrity date arriving soon, I felt untouchable, like I was the king of the world. I enquired about my table and took a seat, impatiently waiting for her. She was late (as expected and as most women are), and so I waited all of about 20 minutes before I began to worry. Finally the manager arrived and told me there was a call for me on the phone. I immediately thought the worst and imagined Holly had probably backed out or changed her mind. I braced myself for the bad news and was surprised when I then heard a male’s voice on the other end of the line.
“Mr. Smith? I have a message for you from a Miss Brisley,”
“Yes,” I replied despondently, expecting to hear she wouldn’t be coming.
“She has instructed me to inform you she will be waiting for you upstairs in her suite,”
“Suite?”
“Yes, the presidential suite. All you need to do is leave the restaurant and turn to your left, come up to the foyer and retrieve the key from me here. I’ll be waiting for you.”
I hung up the phone and cursed myself. How stupid of me I thought. Holly’s an absolute babe and probably expects me to be a gentleman and escort her down to dinner. I had already had a glass of wine but the manager said it was on the house. I told him to keep the table warm and stepped up to the front reception desk where I was then given the key – which consisted of a credit card style data card.
“That’ll be level 15, suite 1501.” The concierge told me.
I grabbed the key and caught the elevator up. I was extremely nervous and checked my self several times in the mirror. Reaching the floor, I stepped out and went in search of the room – it wasn’t hard seeing as at this level there were only two Presidential suites. Finding it I knocked on the door and after not getting a reply hesitantly slid the card through the security seal. BEEP! The door sounded and unlocked – and I tentatively stepped in. Inside, I caught a lump in my throat when I realized just what I was hearing – the shower was running, and apparently Holly was inside.
“Holy shit” I softly said to myself, viewing the extraordinarily lavish suite.
I was more nervous and excited than I had been in years.
“Uh Hello, anybody here... Holly?” I announced from the living room, slowly creeping my way toward the bedroom.
“Oh, hey!” I heard a female voice answer from the bedroom – and the luxuriant bathroom ensuite.
“Sorry Matt, I didn’t expect you to be here so quickly. I’ll be out in a jiffy, okay?”
“No worries, take your time” I told her, and walked over to the large window in the living room area.
I looked out the window to enjoy the view – an unspoiled and panoramic view of Sydney Harbor by night. I would have probably admired it more under different circumstances but I just couldn’t stop thinking – thoughts of Holly Brisley alone, naked, and wet in the shower in next room just a few feet away. I took off my jacket and tried to relax, I was way too tense. I walked over to the bar and poured myself a glass of Jack Daniels.
I then heard her holler again, “Make yourself at home, I’ll only be a few more minutes, sorry again.”
I drank and thought, smiling – I still couldn’t believe this was actually happening. A sudden and dreadful thought then crossed my mind – what if it wasn’t Holly Brisley in there. It sounded like her, but what if there was some sort of mix up and it was actually just another girl whose name was also Holly, or just happened to look like her. I was slowly convincing myself there had to be a catch, maybe Mason had made a mistake... there had to be something wrong with this whole situation – this was just too good to be true.
As I contemplated this, I heard the shower stop. My nervousness now sky rocketed into the stratosphere. Trying to busy my mind, I stepped out onto the balcony – it was a warm summer night, and a Friday to boot. The city was just beginning to come alive. I watched as cab after cab arrived into the city, filled with hot young teenagers, secretaries, groups upon groups of bar and club goers. Then, I was suddenly startled when I heard a soft sweet voice from behind me.
“So you must be Matt?”
I turned around and nearly dropped my glass – not to mention almost losing the power in my legs. Standing there in just a sexy little skimpy white satin bathrobe was Holly Brisley – My Holly, the one I had been pining for, for all these years. She wore hardly any make up and her long platinum blonde hair was up and off her delicate shoulders – showing off her long elegant neck and collar bone. The silk robe she wore was tightly pulled together, extenuating her small hips, long lean legs and large full breasts.
From the low cut design her more than impressive cleavage was showing – and to my absolute delight, her thick hard nipples pierced clearly from under the thin material. Catching sight of them I could visibly make them out. They looked like two small 10c pieces - thick and pebble like, they were the length of pencil erasers, and they seemed to strain tautly against the silk fabric, begging for attention. I almost wanted to reach out and instantly touch them, tweak them, suck them!
“Wow,” I let out, stepping back inside, “Y—You look incredible,”
“Thank you,” she smiled graciously, “How sweet, I’m not even dressed yet,”
Her bright blue eyes and sexy smile lit up the entire room as she stepped forward to shake my hand. My hands were sweating, and politely she noticed but didn’t say anything. I was still stunned by her beauty, and to see her clad in just a low cut bathrobe. I wasn’t sure but I was fairly certain there was absolutely nothing underneath – the thought alone gave me an instant ragging hard on. The robe encased her large breasts wonderfully, mashing them together and causing them to look double the size I had always imagined them to be.
The sexy little outfit finished just above her knee, causing her smooth tanned legs to be on full display while her feet were temporarily incased in a pair of matching colored tacky fluffy heels. I stood there for an extra moment taking it all in. She could see from the expression on my face just what effect she was having on me. She grinned and casually walked over to pour herself a glass of champagne.
As she turned around my heart skipped a beat as I caught sight of her tight round ass and athletically toned legs – sensing me stare she just continued to smile and seemed to love ever minute of it. This girl was sensational.
“So, you’re friends with Mason are you? How is he lately, I haven’t seen him in a few weeks?”
I noticed she mentioned the word “seen him” and guessed at what she was talking about.
“He’s good...” I replied, all the while trying my hardest not to stare at her stunning body.
“S—So, are you going to get dressed or... I told them to hold our table downstairs,”
Holly grabbed a glass of champagne and with a seductive grin, slowly walked back over towards me and leaning over, sweetly whispered into my ear;
“What’s your rush, Matt? We’ve got all night”
I almost melted on the spot.
I then watched in awe as she casually moved by me and onto the balcony. Considering how high up we were I stood in stunned silence as I watched her stand out on the cool breezy balcony – the front of her bathrobe flapping freely in the wind, every now and then giving me a side shot of her legs, thighs and even the bottom of her bare ass! I gulped and then followed her out. We then gently tapped our glasses in celebration and drank, admiring the view.
“God I love the city – especially at night,” She admitted, “You know Friday is my most favorite day of the week,”
I nodded and noticed in the cool summer breeze, her nipples now somehow got harder and thicker – if that was even possible. I was amazed by this and couldn’t help but stare. Catching me look to my embarrassment she briefly glanced down and then looked back up at me with a grin.
Staring me knowingly in the eyes for a few moments she then said, “How about we go inside, shall we?”
I followed her in and she then pulled the curtains shut. Before I had time to ask her what she had in mind or what we were going to do, she turned to face me – her face seemingly different, full of business and attitude. She was suddenly serious.
“So, where do you want to do it? I’m assuming Mason explained how this works – what the rates are and stuff?”
I was so shocked I just stood there nodding like an idiot, not even paying attention to what she was saying.
“You know you’re a very lucky man,” she explained as she moved towards me again – it was all like a dream.
As she undid and partially opened her robe to me, for a moment I was worried I was imagining it all and soon would wake up too earlier. Just as I had hoped, she was almost naked under the garment – going completely topless she was only clad in a pair of high cut peach colored silk panties.
Holly went on, “...I mean, don’t get me wrong, Mason’s a very generous guy but I’ve never known him to offer to cover a full night’s expense...”
“Really,” I replied, still dumbfounded as Holly stood right in front of me half naked and then reached down to casually unbuckle my belt.
Dropping to her knees I nervously smiled, “Wait a minute, what are you doing?”
“What’s it look like I’m doing, Silly? We’re going to have some fun. You like to have fun don’t you, have a good time?”
I continued to object and ask her questions but she just kept cutting me off – babbling on about this and that.
“Now you do know the rules don’t you? There is no kissing, hugging or caressing, or any intimate shit like that. There is only STRAIGHT sex, and that doesn’t include any fetishes, oral, biting, slapping, and so on... okay birthday boy,”
“Um…”
“Now, you’re only getting my company tonight, and sex, understand? And we only do what I am comfortable in doing...”
“What... wait?”
“Uh sorry honey, I can’t change the rules, that’s just the way it has to be. I don’t make them, I just follow them...”
Ignoring my confusion she continued, “Now I know what you’re thinking, but believe me when I tell you I will make it up to you in other areas, trust me...”
“No, I mean...” I tried to butt in.
“Believe me when I tell you, it’s the best 3000 dollars you’ll ever spend...”
“Look, stop!” I protested, “Stop right now!”
She did, finally – with my belt and zipper undone and my shirt pulled out and half unbuttoned. I wanted to just stop and ask her a simple question...
Seeing her beautiful eyes and face stare up at me, I lost my train of thought and could only manage to then say, “What about dinner?”
Holly ignored me and immediately went back to undressing me - pulling my pants down my legs and stripping my shirt off.
“Wh—What about desert?” I said, not realizing I had said it out loud.
Holly suddenly stopped what she was doing, and looking up at me with the most amazingly sexy and wicked look I’d ever seen and replied, “Matt... fuck desert!”
She then proceeded to strip me down to my boxers. I couldn’t believe this was actually happening.
She then added, “There, feel better?”
Standing there in just my boxers she then looked over and smirked at my erection – which was obviously straining against my boxers.
“Well someone’s hungry, alright,” she giggled getting up, “So what, do you want to do it in here, or in the bedroom?”
I couldn’t think straight – this was all happening so fast.
Without even thinking I found myself saying, “The bedroom,”
“The bedroom it is then,” Holly said, and with that she stepped towards the bedroom but not before peeling her bathrobe completely off her body – leaving her in just her panties and heels!
Still standing there in absolute awe, she then reached the bedroom doorway, and concealing her nipples with her hands, turned around to say;
“So are you coming or what?”
When I finally got my legs to work and walked over to the room, Holly had already dimmed the lights and was on the bed. I looked inside and was amazed to see her lying there up against the head board and with her legs spread slightly – her heels digging into the mattress. It was a scene right out of a fantastic wet dream. She looked so sexy lying there with her breasts completely exposed and out in the open – her breasts were everything I had imagined them to be, even better! Although they were clearly fake, they looked absolutely perfect and suited her.
“So Matt,” she smirked cheekily, “Do you like to watch?”
I told her I did, and without any further ado I watched in disbelief as she parted her legs a little further and gently ran her well manicured fingertips up her smooth inner thighs and over her underwear. Resting her hand just below her belly button, she teasingly brushed her fingers across her pussy – finding and kneading her tight slit through the thin material. Keeping constant eye contact with me she then brought her fingers up to her mouth and licked, applying a generous amount of saliva to them before placing them back on her panties – leaving a wet mark on them.
“Hmm, you do hey... well then watch me,” she breathed.
“Holy shit...” I whispered to myself – this was by far the most hottest and erotic thing I had ever seen in my entire life!
Leaving a small wet mark of spit and juice on her underwear, Holly closed her eyes in pleasure and then rubbed her way up to the top of her panties before sliding inside to bury her hand underneath. The sight of her underwear being stretched and pulled by her occupying hand was incredible. She didn’t waste any time in masturbating and was quickly fingering herself inside them. Turning her head to the side in delight, Holly then pleasured her honey pot further, giving out a low and steady moan as she did.
Softly biting her bottom lips Holly whispered, “Oh God, I’m so wet...”
At that precise moment I was so hard I thought I was going to pass out.
Tweaking a nipple with one hand, she continued to pleasure herself with the other and soon began to pick up the pace, plunging and pumping two fingers in and out of her incredible snatch. Wanting to see more I then asked her to take her panties off but she just ignored me – too preoccupied with her own pleasure.
A minute later to my delight, she then stopped what she was doing and licking her juice covered fingers reached down to grab hold of the side of her peach colored panties. Watching me for my reaction, she then slowly and teasingly pulled them to one side to reveal to me for the first time her amazing pussy. It was breathtaking – her pussy was completely shaved clean and had a tiny wisp of light brown hair just above her clit. He lips were taut, thin, moist and pink, and I could just make out her tiny protruding clit.
“Holy fuck!” I let out.
Holly then ran a single finger up the length of her hairless moist slit before reaching up to taste and lick it clean. It was probably the cleanest, spotless, most immaculate pussy I had ever seen!
“Hmm, so I guess you do like to watch...” she smirked.
I stood there in awe, watching intently as she touched, caressed and played with her pristine pussy. She then began to deliberately tease herself, lightly tapping and caressing her seemingly sensitive clit, and putting on a real show for me. All the while I just stood there in awe, watching her.
Seeing my discomfort, she then breathed, “Pull it out... I want to see it.”
Without thinking twice I reached down and pulled out my throbbing cock – stroking it cautiously in fears I might make myself cum too early. Catching sight of my obvious admiration for her, Holly grinned boldly then began to masturbate with more intent – staring at my hardening penis. It was now she really began to sigh and moan more contently, tossing her head from side to side. For the first time in the evening I took control and demanded she take off her panties. I was pleasantly surprised when she immediately did as I asked – as if totally under my control.
Tossing her panties across the room she now lay there completely exposed, nude – if not for her heels. Stepping away for a moment I then reached over and grabbed her used underwear from off the floor, surprising her as I openly sniffed them.
Wrapping them around my thick shaft, Holly groaned in approval, “Mmmhhhh... yesss... ohhhhh”
Stroking my cock with them, I then quickened my pace which only caused her to moan louder.
“Uuhhh Mmmmpphhh… stroke it for me... yeah uhhhhh!”
Extremely aroused I could practically taste her through her underwear. I stroked as fast as humanly possible – faster than I had ever done in my entire 32-year-old life.
“Uuhhh… I’m gonna cum… Matt, I’m gonna cum!” she panted sweetly.
I too felt myself approaching my orgasm. Holly then suddenly stopped – seemingly holding off her orgasm so she could tease herself a little more.
She then leaned up on her elbows, her legs still spread wide and declared, “Now are you going to come here and fuck me or what!”
Almost instantaneously I dropped her knickers, and didn’t need to be asked twice – I practically leapt at her, positioning myself over and between her open legs.
Briefly caressing her soft thighs she said, “Now remember, no funny stuff – just straight sex, nothing more”
I nodded as she then reached over to the side table and retrieved a condom. Gripping my cock she then slipped it over me and then aimed me towards her sweet, moist, pink hole. Inching forward, I carefully pressed the tip of my rod against her searing tight lips before sinking into her and filled her with half my thick length.
“Mmmmm... ohh—okay, now go... fuck me baby!”
While I paced myself, Holly seemed to do what ever she could to try and make me cum. She reached down and licked each breast, tweaking her nipples for my entertainment while encouraging and talking dirt to me the entire time.
“Yeah, fuck me Matt... fuck my tight little pussy. You like that? Show me how you want to fuck me! Go on, do it... uuurrhhh… make me cum baby, give it to me!”
I began to pick up the pace, ramming her harder, faster, deeper. Holly’s voice and tone now began to crack under the pressure – she was actually starting to really get off on this.
“Ohhooo... oh God... oh my God, Matt... that’s it baby, you’re gonna make me… oh fuck... you’re gonna make me cum!”
I now unleashed everything I had on her – fucking and banging her roughly against the mattress. She screamed for me to make her cum and a minute later, cum she did.
“Uurghh fuuuuuuck... I’m gonna, I’m gonna cuuuuuummmmmmm!!”
Seeing and hearing her squirm and moan loudly underneath me, I was swept up in the moment and wanted to please her even more – in every way.
I breathed, “Oh fuck Holly, I wanna eat your fucking cunt! I want to eat your hot little pussy... yeah... you like that?”
“Mmmmm... nn—nooo... ooohhh fuck me, just keep fucking me!” she groaned, still riding her orgasm.
I was getting more excited by the second. Pounding into her with long deep thrusts, I could feel the wetness that was building up inside her – I could just imagine what her pussy looked like, tasted like right now. With her eyes shut firmly, without warning, I then jumped off of her and in one quick motion moved to lay between her spread legs – diving down to plant my face into her searing cunt!
“Mmmmm... NOOOO... STOP!” she protested as I immediately licked and slurped at her tight pink folds.
“Wait... stop! Stooo—oooohhh... uurrghhhh God, stop it...” she gave out.
I quickly found her clit and worked on it vigorously, but she still squirmed and twisted around, resisting me and trying to get me to stop. Licking down to her asshole, I briefly ran the tip of my tongue across it and found it caused her to shriek out in ecstasy – with her legs immediately springing wide open again. I had apparently found her weakness. Initially she pulled on my hair trying to pull me away, but now she seemed to be pushing me into her harder as I eagerly ate out her ass. Glancing up, I now noticed she was rubbing her clit while I aggressively tongue fucked her asshole.
“Arrghhhh God... fuuuu… fuck yes, lick it... like that, yeah… urrghhh!”
I eagerly ate her out before I then moved up to keenly thrust nearly my whole face, from my chin to my nose deep into her wet snatch. That was it, that was apparently all it took for her to approach and be on the verge of another powerful orgasm. As she came I could actually feel her insides constrict and her walls flood. Just as she climaxed, I then quickly jumped up to my knees and forcefully pushed my cock back inside her, desperate to feel her hot new moistness.
“Aarrrghh fuck!” she yelped out.
Still climaxing and riding wave after wave of euphoria, she couldn’t put up a fight and again I began to bang her tight little cunny with all I had. Taking her by her hips this time, I threw her around on the bed a little before positioning her on her side and going to town on her again. I wanted to fuck the living shit out of her and right now, I was. She was now light headed and looking as though she was in a sexual daze. Spooning her from behind I then fucked her incredible tight body for another few minutes, and couldn’t hold off any longer.
Holding her in place by her long smooth legs, I moved her around a little more – trying to fuck her in as many positions as I possible could think of. Looking down it was now I realized I had been fucking her without my condom. It had apparently come off in all the commotion. Realizing I was fucking her without any restriction only excited me more, and without even thinking about it I pulled out at the very last possible moment, gripped my fat cock by its base, and squeezed and unloaded a mammoth load all over her chest, neck, head, and hair.
I was more shocked then she was since I had never cum like that in my entire life. Trembling uncontrollably for a few seconds I collapsed beside her on the bed. Calming down after a minute or two, I looked over beside me and there was Holly, sweating profusely and literally covered in my cum. She wasn’t impressed. Still breathing a little heavy from her own orgasms, she looked down at her own body in disgust, collecting pools of cum off her neck and body and flicking it to the floor beside the bed.
Still feeling euphoric from my monster climax, I laughed, “Hey just leave it, your only making more of a mess...”
“Shut the fuck up!” she snapped, clearly upset with me and even herself for letting things go so far.
“What the fuck did I tell you about the rules?”
I couldn’t help but snicker, “Rules? What the fuck?”
Laughing to her face, for a moment I though I may have crossed the line, but to my surprise she looked back down at the mess I had made and seeing there was no hope in cleaning herself up she soon began to laugh.
“My God, look at me,” she chuckled, “I’m a fucking mess”
I rolled over to face her, “Look, I’m really sorry about that Holly, I honestly didn’t mean to do that”
“Yeah-yeah, I know – I’ve heard it all before”
“Yeah I bet, but what about the part when I went down on you? Didn’t you enjoy that?”
“Yeah, of course I did,” she exclaimed, “Couldn’t you tell? What the hell was that anyway? You’re just lucky Mister, you’re lucky I really liked it... and lucky that I like you”
“Really?”
“Yes,” she nodded, carefully getting up off the bed to clean up.
I watched as she made her way across the dimply lit room – the first time catching sight of her entire glorious body in full as she disappeared into the bathroom. A moment later I heard the shower. Laying there in bliss, I looked down and was surprised to find myself still half erect – not only that but I was starting to get excited again. I guessed hearing Holly in the shower really did it for me – God damn it, I thought, I want to fuck her again.
I got up and gave myself a few quick strokes before I quietly walked into the bathroom to find Holly in the shower - and what a sight! This time she had let her long blonde hair down and wet it, washing it thoroughly and cleaning the mess I had made in it. Admiring her for a few extra moments, I had to agree that she had the most amazingly pert, round, bubble ass I had ever seen. I was fascinated by it. Aroused, I quietly snuck up behind her and entered the shower space.
“Matt! What are you doing?!”
“C’mon Holly, don’t be like that, I need a shower too you know.”
I pushed in behind her, casually rubbing my hard-on against her ass cheek, and before she had time to complain I began to generously lather her body – starting from the back of her neck to the small of her back – she had two exquisite little dimples just above her tight ass which I couldn’t stop playing with. She obviously loved the massage and attention I was giving her because she didn’t complain after that – and in fact she didn’t say anything and just continued to softly moan and sigh as I meticulously pampered her body.
“You bastard,” she smiled, “Why can’t I say no to you? God that feels sooo good...”
I softly and carefully caressed her petite body, running the suds and soap all around her smooth hips and firm tummy – making my way back up her soft body I brushed over her chest and gently cupped and groped her amazing round breasts.
“Now-now, don’t start that again... you shouldn’t even be in here to begin with”
“Oh really?”
“Yes. You know, this is all going to cost you extra...”
Before she even had time to finish her sentence, I quickly dropped to me knees and reached up to lightly push her forward – forcing her to bend over slightly and present her sweet wet ass and pussy to me. Without warning I then shoved my face in between her plump ass cheeks and began to eat her out once again. Holly whined and protested for all of about two seconds but didn’t move out of position. Snaking my tongue over her tight bud, she then happily bent right over and opened her stance for me – giving me more than I needed to expertly service her.
“Ohhhhh yessss...” her raspy voice echoed in the shower, “You do that soooo—ohhh... well!”
Crouching on my knees behind her, I fastidiously licked her ass and pussy while I stroked my cock with one hand. Holly now had her hands up on the wall in front of her, balancing and holding herself up. Remembering her weak spot, I stuck my tongue as deep as I possibly could inside her asshole and flicked over her clit with my thumb. It only took a matter of moments before she began to moan out in pleasure and began to shudder in bliss once again.
“Ohhh shit… fuck… oh Jesus, don’t sto—oooohhh... I’m gonna cum again!!!”
This was her third time, and by no means any less powerful. Losing control of her body and her legs, she almost buckled under the pressure before reluctantly turning around and stopping me.
“Please, Matt... stoo—stop, I can’t take much more of that...”
She then switched off the shower, grabbed a towel and headed back into the bedroom – leaving me there on the floor of the shower. Still aroused but mostly frustrated and annoyed, I too grabbed a towel and walked into the room to find Holly getting dressed – she was already clad in her panties and was just in the process of slipping on a matching lace bra. I couldn’t believe it, she looked even more incredible dressed in underwear then she did out of them.
“So this is what I missed hey,” I said – regarding her sexy outfit I never got to see on her.
“Well regardless, I had a great time” she casually said as she looked for the rest of her sexy attire.
“What? Are we finished here are we?”
“Well yeah. I’m meeting a few of my friends downstairs in the lobby and I’m already late.”
I was getting horny as hell watching her dress. Aroused, I walked up behind her as I stroked my erection.
“Matt, come on, didn’t you have enough?”
“Yeah, but there’s just one more thing I want you to do before you go”
Seeing my face, she knew exactly what I had in mind – I wanted a blowjob from her.
“Oh no, sorry... but I just don’t do that sort of thing. Besides, I’m already dressed and... I told you that in the beginning,”
I pleaded with her.
“C’mon Holly, you’re an absolute doll, I’d do WHATEVER you want, come on... just this one thing,”
“Look, I’ve never done that for any other client, why should I start now?”
“Well you probably never had any other client go down on you either but I did, and you liked it didn’t you? You said it yourself,”
Holly thought for a moment.
I declared, “Look, I’ll pay you extra, anything, just name your price!”
Holly stared at me considering the offer. Finally after a few moments of silence she spoke.
“Okay, I’ll consider it but, wait... I’m still not sure if I’d feel comfortable enough... I rarely do it for my real boyfriends let alone someone I just met”
“C’mon, name your price?” I pressed, “Go on, do it!”
“Okay, just off the top of my head, I’d say I’d probably consider doing it for an extra... $2000 bucks!”
Now $2000 might have sounded like way too much to pay for a blowjob let alone a single fuck, but the way she looked, felt, and smelt at that exact moment in time – from where I was standing it was the bargain of the century.
“Yeah okay, deal!” I replied, and without warning while I moved to go grab the money, Holly enthusiastically dropped to her knees in front of me – a cheeky grin washing over her face.
Watching her I smirked, “Oh okay, that was quick”
“Like I said I like you” she smiled.
At that moment she reached up and pulled away my towel to give her uninterrupted access to it. Licking her full lips she reached out and stroked it briefly before tentatively kissing the head gently and opening wide to take all of it into her warm mouth. I sighed as her lips felt velvety soft and her hot wet tongue almost immediately swirled around inside as she expertly licked and slithered the underside of my throbbing cock.
“Oh fuuuu... God damn!” I let out involuntarily, holding onto and playing with her long wet hair.
This girl was an absolutely amazing cock sucker, and I cursed myself for not taking advantage of it sooner. Seeing how aroused I already was, Holly decided to take advantage of it and suddenly began to eagerly bob her head up and down – trying her best to make me cum.
“Ohh fuck Holly, you’re gonna make me cum doing that!” I moaned loudly, “Ohhhhh for fuck sake, baby...”
Replacing her mouth with her hand for a split moment she breathed, “Oh yeah baby, cum for me... cum all over my tits!”
“Urgh urrghh Urrrrghhhhhhhh fuck!” I yelled out as I then suddenly and unintentionally erupted inside her hot talented mouth.
I had cum nearly as much as I had earlier, only this time it was in her warm mouth and down the back of her throat. Panicking, Holly immediately gagged and her eyes shot open as she quickly attempted to pull away which then caused me to blow the remainder of my hot gooey load all over her shocked face. My load hit and landed all over her beautiful face – on her chin, mouth, and even across the bridge of her nose.
“Urrrggghhhh!” she whimpered loudly, choking and coughing for a brief moment.
“Arrrgghhhh... you son of a bitch, happy? I hope it was worth it?”
I proudly smirked down at her, “Fuck yeah, that was fucking incredible – you were awesome!”
“FUCK!” she exclaimed getting up, “I’m going to be tasting you all week now”
Holly then went back into the bathroom to clean up. In all the commotion and mess I had even marked and ruined her bra – apparently one of her favorites. I could hear her gargling and spitting for a few minutes. I went over to place the money on the dresser before going over to lay back down on the bed – extremely content. A few minutes later Holly finally reemerged. Getting redressed, fixing and blown dried her long platinum blonde hair, and reapplying her make up she walked out looking like a million dollars.
“Well, I’ll be off then” she quipped.
She was still a little pissed but still let out a tiny grin. I nodded in the direction of the dresser and she went over and enthusiastically grabbed and counted the cash – all of five grand!
“Well... I’ll be taking off now?”
“Look, I just want to thank you for tonight. You were absolutely amazing – everything I had ever imagined and hoped for. Thank you”
Not expecting me to compliment her, she immediately went shy.
“Aww, that’s sweet. Thanks Matty. I really did have fun... hey, if you ever get lonesome again give Mason a call and he’ll know how to get in contact with me”
She then bent over and kissed me on the cheek before leaving the suite. I watched in disbelief and admiration as one of the sexiest women I had ever seen causally strolled away and out the door. Staring at her incredible round ass, I still couldn’t believe I had her. The moment she left, I reached for the phone and rang Mason – wanting to thank him. Answering his phone, he immediately asked me how it went and then asked if there was anyone else I might be interested in meeting.
I wasn’t going to take him up on his new offer but not wanting to waste the opportunity or insult him I told him I’d think about it. It was then he passed the phone and I heard a delightful young voice. It was apparently 25-year-old singer song writer Sophie Monk.
She said, “Hey Matt, who are you doing tonight? Mason’s been telling me a lot about you...”
“Oh really, like what?”
“I think we should get together sometime soon, maybe have lunch or something,”
“Uh, yeah, that’d be fantastic,” I replied – I couldn’t believe my luck.
I had only finishing fucking Holly Brisley a few minutes ago and already there was the possibility of meeting up with Sophie Monk!
“Okay, talk to you soon sweety, ciao,” Sophie said, before handing the phone back to Mason.
I was so elated and shocked I could only say, “Fuck-n-hell, what are you trying to do to me mate?”
Mason laughed and said he was just extremely happy with me and wanted to thank me.
I told him, “Please, Mason, please... give her my number”
He just laughed and happily replied, “I’ll see what I can do?”
To be continued...