Dirty White Candy, Ultimate Vacation, Book 2 (18 page)

Diana sat straddling me.
 
She dipped her finger in my champagne and rubbed it on her nipple.

“Can you get that for me?” she pouted.
 
“I’m so horny and everyone is so high still.”

I smiled, then sucked the champagne off her nipple.

She dipped her finger in my glass then stuck it in my mouth.
 
“Suck,” she swooned.

Again, I took her sweet nipple in my mouth, licking and sucking the champagne off.

Janette walked by handing Diana a fresh bottle of champagne.
 
She held out her hands to us.

Diana and I both took her hand.
 
She led us into the shower, then lightly guided Diana to the built in seat and put her on it.
 
She leaned her back, took the bottle out of her hand and poured it between Diana’s tits.
 
It ran down her chest and stomach then dripped between her legs.

“Clean it up,” she said.

I licked her from her chest down to her lower lips, sucking lightly.

Diana winced and opened her legs, tilting her pelvis forward.

Janette poured more champagne on her.

“Drink it from her pussy,” she said as she motioned something to someone behind us.

Burying my lips between her thighs, I felt familiar hands around my waist.
 
John was guiding himself inside me.
 
He was harder and larger than I’d ever felt.
 
Did he take the little blue pill?

“Talk to her, John.”
 
Janette urged.

I gasped as John slowly made his way all the way inside me.

“Does that pussy taste good?” he asked.
 
His voice echoed throughout the marble bathroom.

I moaned.

I saw John’s hand around the bottle this time, pouring expensive champagne down Diana’s belly.
 
“You like drinking champagne from that pretty pussy.”

Oh my god!
 
John doesn’t talk like this.

Diana wound her fingers in the back of my hair and pulled me in to her.

“Eat my pussy!” she screamed.

I was already.
 
What else could I do?

Janette was now kneeling next to me.
 
She patted me and when I looked at her, she had a thick towel folded over.
 
I lifted my knees and she slid it under me.
 
I gave her a wink of approval.

“Eat my pussy!” she yelled again.

I went back to orally pleasing her the best I could.
 

“Fuck me!
 
Somebody fuck me!” she begged.

Easing off John’s cock, I scooted over.
 
Janette handed me a condom.
 
I tore it open, pulled the one John had on him, off.
 
I rolled the other condom over his erection.

“Fuck her, John.”

John grabbed her hands and lifter her up, sliding in behind her.
 
She sat down on his cock hard, screaming as she did so.

I knew what he had in mind.
 
I resumed my position on my knees and orally pleasured her while John fucked her.

Diana started scratching at the walls looking for something to hold on to.

James walked around us, putting his feet on the seat on each side of John and suck his erection in her face.

The girl was getting it from all sides.
 
John was fucking her, while my face was between her legs, and she had James’s cock shoved down her throat.

It only took a few moments for James.
 
He jumped down and released on the shower floor, staggering away.

I occasionally dipped a little further down, licking John’s man-sack.
 
He had to have taken something.
 

Diana squealed and clamped her legs shut around my head.
 
John didn’t let up.
 
He stood up and planted her against the shower wall, while continuing to fuck her through her orgasm.
 
Janette was now sitting in front of me, pulling me down between her legs.

The tickle of hair made me jump.
 
Mira was now on her back between my legs and I was between Janette’s.
 
John had Diana against the wall fucking the hell out of her and James was already back and fucking Mira.

I was lost in a sea of sex.
 
Moans, groans, squeals and sounds of release echoed in the bathroom.
 
When John finally let go of Mira, her legs were wobbly and her face was flush.

“Oh my god, that was fantastic.”
 
Mira giggled.

“We should all get some sleep,” Janette announced.
 
“Thank you all for a wonderful evening.”

Polite and to the point, Janette told us she was done.
 
Truth was, I needed a shower and sleep.
 

Grabbing John’s hand, I led him out the door, thanking James and Janette on our way out.
 

“Take this with you,” she said, handing me a chilled unopened bottle of Cristal and two flutes.

Moans, groans and sounds of pleasure could be heard as we made our way down the hall to the elevator.

“That was crazy.
 
How in the hell did you scoop up two models that quickly?” John asked as we stepped in the elevator.

“Probably because you two are fuckin’ hot,” a drunk lady in the elevator blurted.

“Thanks.”
 
I smiled then eyed John.
 
I didn’t want to talk until we were in the privacy of our own room.

Once at our door, I punched in the pin number.
 
The beauty and grandeur of the room hit me once again.
 

“I’m torn,” John said, “between taking a quick shower and climbing in bed or filling up the Jacuzzi tub and drinking that expensive ass champagne.”
 
He closed the door behind us.

“It’s only midnight.
 
I’m beat but that has to be drank now or it will not be as good.
 
So, you open that, I’ll start the water.”
 
I stood on my tiptoes and kissed his cheek before hurrying over to the tub.
 
There were several small bottles of aroma therapy that you could add to the water.
 
I settled on jasmine, pouring in the contents as the hot water rose.

I heard the loud pop behind me of the champagne cork releasing the pressure underneath.

“I feel spoiled as hell right now,” John said as he sat the two glasses on the ledge behind the tub.
 
“It smells like heaven in here, you look hot as hell, we’re drinking expensive shit after eating sushi and fucking like crazy people.”

“So you’re glad you came then?”
 
I teased.

“I’m spent, Candy, but was glad I came the moment we boarded the plane.
 
First class, now that was a new experience.
 
Then we come to this.”

I stepped in first, easing into the hot water.
 
John settled in beside me.

“So, about those two models…”

“John,” I laughed, “I didn’t do anything.
 
They approached me.
 
I just tried to be friendly and open minded.
 
It was just dumb luck.”

“No, it was you.
 
You’re sexy.
 
You are more confident now, but now cocky.
 
I was surprised when you stopped therapy.
 
You really seemed to find your place there.”

“It became redundant and boring.
 
I got what I went there for, and that was to get an education.
 
Finding the courage and the knowledge to pursue my desires was the entire purpose for those classes.
 
I’d say it worked.
 
I’d recommend Linda to anyone.”
 
I sipped at the champagne, which felt icy cold due to the hot water surrounding my body.

“So your therapist approved, you know, of you leaving?”

“Yeah, she agreed with me, I found what I was looking for.
 
Enough of that, what did you think of our time upstairs?”

“It was hot as hell.
 
I was worried after that girl got her stuff all over you.
 
You looked like you were going to puke.”

John’s face was scrunched.
 
Clearly it had affected him too.

“She was mortified.
 
I was grossed out.
 
I just wanted it off me.
 
It was warm and really felt like she pissed all over me.
 
There was no nausea though.
 
But let’s change the subject please.
 
You were okay with everything?”
 
I ran my hands over his thigh.

“It was arousing.
 
I have no complaints so long as you were satisfied.”
 
His fingers wrapped gently around my wrist, they guided my hand to the massive erection bobbing up and down in the hot water.
 
“See, I’m not bothered at all.”

“Watching you fuck that girl to her best orgasm of her life was so erotic.
 
All I could do was watch both your expressions.”
 
Squeezing his cock as I stroked it up and down the shaft, it hardened to near marble density.

I stood up and bent over the side of the tub, sticking my ass in his face.

“God, Candy.”

“Show me how turned on you are, you were.”
 
I teased him, wiggling my ass from side to side.

John stood from the water and stretched over me to retrieve a condom, wasting no time putting it on.
 
He first eased into me, cupping my breasts.

“I don’t know if I’ll ever get enough of you.”

“Likewise,” I said panting.
 
I pushed back into him, craving more of him.

John pushed back, quickening his pace.
 
My legs spread open, I could feel the softness of his balls smacking against my swollen clit, sending my adrenaline soaring.

I nearly slipped as fought to grasp the wet tub.
 
John hopped out of the Jacuzzi tub, and lifted me out, laying me on the floor.
 
He lifted one of my legs, resting my ankle on his shoulder as he entered me once more.
 
The change in angle bred an entire new sensation.
 
His thumb massaged me on the outside as he filled me on the inside.

The pressure had been building off and on all day and I craved release.
 
It was welling up inside, pressure building as John expertly fucked me on the floor.
 
He leaned in, pushing harder into me, sending me over the edge.
 
He joined me in orgasmic bliss, collapsing on the floor next to me.

“I could pass out right here, but I want that comfortable bed!”
 
I whined.

John chuckled and got on his knees.
 
Sliding his arms under my legs and shoulders, he scooped me up and carried me to bed.

“That was sweet.”

“You’re welcome,” he said, then kissed me lightly on the lips.
 
“Sleep.”

QUEEN’S COURT

I woke to the sound of dishes clinking together and the smell of food.
 
Had it all been a dream?
 
Was I still in John’s apartment?

Opening my eyes I was graced by the sight of John, wearing only shorts, taking plates and things off a cart and setting the small table on the balcony.
 
He’d ordered room service and was attempting to get everything set before I woke.

Quietly, I slid out of bed and raced to the bathroom.
 
After a bit of touching up and pulling my curly hair into a clip, I slid on a silk bathrobe and made my way to the balcony.

“How do you always look so beautiful first thing in the morning?”
 
John said wrapping his arms around me.
 
If he only knew how many times I slipped into the bathroom to freshen up before he saw me, he’d know that answer.
 
Even then, he was being too kind.