The Billion Dollar Sitter (11 page)

With his cock inside my mouth, I looked up at him, lost and blank.

"Stop doing that," Tyson said. He patted my back, as Alejandro withdrew his cock from my mouth.

"Haha. We didn't come this far for all just this, my friends," Alejandro's offered a hand to me, and I took it. In spite of his odd nature, there was a sweetness that dwelled underneath. "What do you say, my Marci, we get to the fucking?"

"You will do no such thing, Alejandro." Tyson's words were stern. An authority in them said they weren't up for debate.

"I thought the agreement was I would get to experience your Marci completely?"

"It was. But her womb belongs to me, and nothing will make me waver on this. I made said agreement so that she would get to experience something new." Tyson stepped forward, and laid a hand on my shoulder. "You may have her ass, and teach her the joys that can come with it. I will be watching. Treat her well."

I swallowed. "My - my ass?" That's - that's why Tyson prodded and poked at my rear. He was getting me ready for this. He hadn't yet shown me those joys, because I had not yet conceived his child. Alejandro, though, had no such ambitions.

"Fear not, my marvelous Marci." Alejandro said. He seemed pleased with this compromise. "I will show you wonders Tyson refuses to. Perhaps with this taste, you'd prefer to give your other hole to me as well."

"Not likely." Tyson said, stepping aside, with his arms remaining crossed. I've heard all the terrifying things about being fucked in the ass. He was entrusting me to a stranger. His gaze, though, was all I needed to know that I was in good hands. If Alejandro took too many liberties, he'd be right there for me.

Alejandro with a light step was went over to one of the tables beside his bed. He produced a sleek black tube from a drawer. "Only the finest, for my marvelous Marci. I am always prepared for any variety of love."

I stood, trembling. Partially from the effects of Tyson's tongue, partially from fear and anticipation of what anal sex would bring me.

Just as swiftly he was to the drawer, he was back at my side. His voice echoed through my ear. "Worry not. While I spar with your," he let out a low laugh, "employer, I would never hurt a beautiful young woman such as yourself."

Tossing the tube to the side, his hands glided down the curves of my body and down to my ass. He spread my cheeks and the tips of his fingers teased my pucker. Again, teasing was what he was good at. It was, though, exactly what he needed to do to prepare my asshole for what was to come.

He leaned in and laid a powerful kiss on my lips. Alejandro's kisses were more vigorous, rough, quite different from the warmness and joy that came from Tyson. I enjoyed it all the same. He broke away, a smile on his face. A playful spank, and I understood to climb onto his soft bed.

I breathed deeply. On my knees, my ass was in the air for him. I felt the bed's weight shift as he climbed on right behind me. I had no idea what to expect. I wasn't entirely sure I was comfortable with it. The lusty part of my mind so yearned for him. I knew this was the only way I was ever going to get to enjoy him.

Alejandro picked up the tube, and urged some of the oil out onto his hand. Gently, he ran his dry hand over my back. The wet hand slid over my cheeks toward my pucker. The oil was cool at first but quickly heated up. It didn't feel all that terrible to me as he rubbed it over my hole. He pushed a finger deeper inside of me.

Another breath escaped me. An alien feeling, having a finger back there. It wasn't wholly unpleasant. Alejandro had also remained true to his word. He was being so gentle and tender with me. No sudden movements as he urged that finger deeper into me. He pulled it out, and pushed it back in. A preview of what was to come, because what hung between his legs was far thicker than any finger.

His dry hand slapped my ass again, the sound echoing through the room. I kinda liked it, and shot him a playful smile. Tyson looked on with intrigued curiosity. Alejandro upped the ante, with another finger pushing in. My hole was stretched even further. Discomfort, but that, too, fell aside as he was slow in his approach. His eyes locked on my face, as he watched for any sign of pain.

"Good, good. You're adjusting so well, my marvelous Marci." The two fingers slid out of my asshole so slowly, the oil still thick inside me and on his fingers. He urged more out of the tube, and slathered his cock with it as well. He turned me so that I could always see Tyson. He wanted him to watch his new squeeze get fucked in the ass. Of course, it was always ultimately about posturing.

Alejandro's cock stroked my cheeks with its power. It found its place at my pucker, him ready to urge himself in.

"Calm yourself, beautiful." He stroked my back, and my cheeks gently. It continued to go against the brash nature he had presented. "Are you ready for me?"

Another deep breath. I was intrigued about everything I had felt so far. It was something quite new, and all I knew for sure was I wanted to experience the cock that was knocking at my backdoor. I craned my neck back to him, and nodded.

The force was gradual, as Alejandro began to push himself in through that hole. It was intense as he pushed into me. My body pushed right back. Slowly but surely, he eased his way in through the tightness of my hole. More of my rear felt the intensity of him inside me. Something back there awakened. A whole new set of sensations. Sensations that told me I wanted more.

The heat of his balls were against my pussy, telling me he had brought all of his length deep inside my rear. I was spread, feeling so open, but so full. I breathed steady, his hands gently stroking mine. Slowly yet quite surely, I felt my flesh get so used to him. It was soon as if having someone in that unnatural hole was the most natural thing in the world.

More nerves came alive as he began to pull out. My firm body squeezed him. I heard his own grunt, as he found so much pleasure in the virgin hole he was claiming as his own. My nerves flared higher, my own delightful murmurs escaping. I blinked, eyes blurred, as I watched Tyson watch me. I forced a smile, not wanting to give him the impression that Alejandro was hurting me. Not wanting to do anything that would make him stop what I was feeling.

Forceful, like the rush of a tide as he pushed into me. He pulled himself out with careful and dedicated power. It was becoming clear to me - I liked this. It was so dirty, so wrong, but my body was getting new pleasures new that I never before experienced before. I moaned in delight for the first time since he had entered my rear.

I heard his low laugh. That was his cue, an acknowledgment that I was now used to him. He began to create a fiercer rhythm inside of me. Steady, he made that tide roll in and leave me faster. My nerves never fully recovered from the latest pleasures before he returned to me again.

He grunted, but was resolute in pleasing me. Louder I moaned louder, realizing that this was how he was measuring my enjoyment, how hard I wanted him to go. He moved faster, letting the heavy pleasures lash against me. Was I going to come from this? I didn't know, but everything was growing more intense inside me.

Releasing my hands, he grew more more driven in his rhythm. A hand firmly on my cheeks, another light spank. The other hand roamed down between my legs, going towards my pussy - and my clit. A searing burst of electricity came, just making anything and everything I was feeling so much more wonderful. His massage of my nub. His cock deep in my ass. Everything was becoming so much. Too much.

I called out louder, the sensations inside me reaching their peak. I looked towards Tyson as my vision went white and I collapsed forward. Unable to hold myself up, I panted heavily. My body ached, pulsing with the wildness of the pleasure inside me. The hands of Alejandro moved to grab my hips tightly. His own grunts followed, although eclipsed by my own sounds.

He shuddered within me. Of all the bizarre new sensations I had felt that day, feeling him come inside my ass was one of the most curious. Weird, feeling the hot liquid swish, trail and everything else all around my hole. I breathed heavily, but as I came- to. I realized that it made me feel even dirtier, even sluttier. I liked it, and craned my neck to give Alejandro an approving smile.

Nodding and sweat -drenched, he pulled his cock out of my ass. He left me feeling empty, like a part of me was now missing.

"I have to say Tyson, it's quite the girl you got," Alejandro said between pants. "But you heard how she just screamed. Can you really say you can fuck her better than that?"

Tyson shrugged. "She is mine, Alejandro. I will show you why."

Cream started to leak from my asshole as Alejandro left, and he slid off the bed. I pushed myself up to my knees, only to have Tyson right there, laying a kiss right on my lips. The familiar tenderness, the roughness of his beard against my face was a rush all its own. It was certainly a contrast to the pounding aches that swelled in my rear, and the cooling liquid that trickled out of me.

There was a renewed energy to Tyson, as his hands stroked down my back. His body against mine, his cock pressing into my thigh. In his eyes, there was fire. His lips broke, his voice low, as it was only for me to hear. "I agonized over that, my young beauty. Watching you there, moaning, coming, it was the hottest thing I could imagine. I'm going to explode if I can't have you now."

He pushed me down with my chest against his, my legs spreading for him. He was a man possessed, kisses going down my body rapidly. He reached my pussy, and took in a deep breath. Alejandro's presence didn't change a thing for him. He loved my scent, and kissed me right on the pussy, before his lips rushed right back up my body.

Lips locked once more, his cock nudged into my slit. There was a fire left unquenched fire left there. Maybe, though, it had been simply created in the last few moments by having Tyson here on top of me. He pushed himself in, creating a surge of fireworks inside of me. So many times before I had felt him like this. Yet I still yearned for him, my pussy welcoming his return.

His eyes stayed on mine. He began to slide in and out of me, driven. Calm, his hands caressed me, finding my clit, fondling it as he fucked me. I had lust for Alejandro. That's all it was. He was sexy, he was irresistible, and any woman would have been a fool for turning someone like him down.

Tyson? Tyson also was sexy, irresistible. I had lust for him too. Our eyes meeting told me there was something much more. Love. The electricity of his penetrations surged through me. My heart pounded higher as he fucked me, and laid kisses on me. Because of Tyson, I was able to experience Alejandro, and all the joys that came with the billion- dollar life. He wanted to give me everything I ever wanted, because I wanted to give him everything he wanted in return.

Sensual, driven, adrenaline gave my tired body the energy to cross my legs around his back, my arms around his neck. I wanted him so much closer. I always wanted to be a mother, I loved children. Tyson was going to make me one. I couldn't possibly think of a better father. Every time his cock surged inside me, the head of his rod looming towards my cervix, I had hoped that this would finally have been the time our wishes would be fulfilled.

Nothing else mattered, just the two of us. Alejandro didn't matter anymore. Tyson held me close to him, every bit of lust inside of me yearned higher. The sensations through my body sparked and roared. The pleasure so immense, so intense. While I was screaming moments ago for Alejandro, the feelings I had for Tyson were taking to this to a whole new level. My primal need for love and my future giving me that extra blissful boost.

Tears of joy took my eyes as I shared my gaze with him, my breaths loud. "Tyson - I" I said, breaths ragged.

"Marci..." He groaned.

Lost, we laid our souls bare to one another.

"I love you," I managed to say, for the first time. My mind was oblivious to things such as common sense. What such words might do to him. "I - uh..."

Everything was so fast, so intense. Our bond was so great. We were one then. Everything soared, my back arched, my muscles tightened, all I wanted was that final release.

"Oh, Mar - Mar - Margaret," he said, as he I felt him come at the same moment I did. I screamed. Everything shuddered, my body trembling as cream lashed out inside of my pussy, rushing inside of me. My fertile, waiting womb, aching for him, the thought of his child making me come ever so slightly harder.

We were together, enraptured with one another, panting heavily. He laid a kiss on my tired lips, his cock locked inside me. I stared at him, his eyes deep with worry.

He realized what he had just called me. Had he hoped I wouldn't have heard it?

I didn't care. I wanted him. If he thought I was Margaret, I was fine as long as I got to have him. Have his child, something, anything else to make him love me. To keep me. Anything.

Anything to put off him realizing that I wasn't Margaret. That I'm nothing more than some poor girl who didn't deserve this life, this adventure.

"I have to say," Alejandro's voice almost made me jump out of my skin. I looked past Tyson and saw he had redressed himself. "I can't compete with that, my friend. She needs you, you need her. It's love. I can't stand in the way of it. Not my nature."

Tyson sighed, as he pulled himself out of me. His seed leaked out of me as he did so. A heavy weight was crushing him at that moment.

"Enjoy one another in this room tonight, my blessings. The bet is more than paid off, Tyson. Well," he grinned, "the personal part of it anyway. Business is another story. We'll be in touch."

Alejandro exited through the door, closing it behind him.

I urged myself up to sitting up, fighting my exhausted body. I wanted to be next to Tyson, my arm thrown across his back. "I really do love you."

"I know," he stared out a window that overlooked Vegas. "Marci, I'm sorry. About what I said when we were intimate."