Mr Tongue (5 page)

As she gradually released her grip on him, he rolled to the side, gasping for breath, thinking he
didn't have the strength to get up.
Looking
over at
him,
Sasha
smiled,
her face flushed
with orgasmic bliss and b
eads of sweat pour
ing
down her body giving him an idea.

Somehow, mustering up the strength, he stood and scooped her up in his arms, carrying her up the stairs, following her directions to the master suite. Setting her on the bed,
he walked into the master suite bathroom
, his eyes widening at the size of the bathtub, which looked more like an indoor swimming pool.

Flipping the power switch, he adjusted the thermostat as the water began to bubble, turning the lights down low before returning to the bedroom to get Sasha. Carrying her to the giant tub, he carefully stepped into the water, sinking into a sitting p
osition
.

With her leaning against his chest, he closed his eyes, relaxing as the warm bubbling water massaged him. Catching himself starting to doze off, Matthew
grabbed a bottle of body wash
, pouring it o
nto the palm of his hand
, caressing the ridges of her spine with his fingertips bringing soft moans of pleasure from her.

Turning to face away from him, she pressed her back to his chest as his hands massaged her full breasts as gently as a baker kneading dough. Taking his time, thoroughly washing her, he twirled her nipples with his fingertips as he nuzzled her ears with his lips.

As he worked her into a frenzy, she bit her lower lip, fighting the animal lust building inside her. Moaning, she slid one hand between her legs, teasing herself as she reached behind herself to grip his rock hard erection. Moving his
hand
s
to cover hers
, with one he helped her tickle her clit while moving his other hand in rhythm with hers as she stroked his shaft.

Up and down, round and round, their fingers went, swirling
into her folds; her
panting and moaning increasing as their mutual grips around his cock tightened.
Turning to glance at him, she allow
ed
him to pull her
in for a deep kiss. Pulling back from her hungry mouth, he whisper
ed
, “I want to fuck that pussy hard and fast.”

Smiling coyly, she
glided
to the other end of the enormous tub, kneeling on the steps and wiggling her ass at him, “Come and get it,” she giggled.

Sasha barely had the words out of her mouth, before he had his throbbing shaft in her wet slit. Reaching around her, he cupped her breasts, teasing her nipples as he slid inside her, moving slowly at first.
Releasing his hold on her, he gripped her waist driving into her with long hard strokes as she balanced herself with her arms. Doing so, allowed him to go deeper, and intensifying their pleasure as his balls ricocheted off her swollen lips.

“Yes…faster…don’t stop,” she said between gasps.

“Yes ma’am. Your wish is my command,” Matt groaned as he moved faster.

Her velvet pocket tightened around him as the first of many fast rippling orgasms rocked her. As her body thrashed delightfully, he held on with all his strength, as she milked shot after shot of hot come out of him, all
the while squealing in delight until she finally collapsed against the steps.

Wrapping her in a large bath towel, he
carried her back to
bed, setting her on the edge of
it and
drying her off before pulling
the covers back. S
liding
under the big comforter
, she let out a sigh of contentment as he
got into the bed
with her
.
Snuggling against him, s
he shivered and mo
aned as h
e wrapped his arms around her tightly.

She said, "It's been a long time since I felt this comfortable with anyone. I didn't feel like being alone. I will pay you extra if you stay here with me all night."

Shaking his head, he
said, "
No,
I want to be here. It will be my pleasure to stay."

With a smile, she mumbled, “
Yes, it will be your pleasure."

Moving on top of him, she
slid her tongue down his to
rso, following the thin trail of hair on his belly
.
Running
her tongue up and down
his
length
,
she swirled her tongue
around
the tip
before
lower
ing her mouth to his balls, gently sucking
them in one at a time, then together
until he
moaned
.

Gradually releasing
the su
ction on him, she
then moved her mouth to his cock. She sucked him in to t
he hilt with one quick motion, t
he head ramm
ing
against the back of her throat. She swallowed the tip while swirling her ton
gue around the shaft, making
Matthew
feel breathless.

She worked tirelessly, going slow and steady, finally
chang
ing
pace
to go
fast and hard, taking hi
s cock
into her throat
with every stroke
.
Loving the feel of her mouth, he ran his hands through
her auburn hair, carefully grabbing two handfuls
as he
steered her movements, getting her to go the rhythm he liked.

She willingly let him guide her, seemingly
intent on rewarding him for all the pleasure he had given her.
Feeling
the raw heat rising up his spine as
a huge orgasm started to build; h
e
thrust very hard and deep into her throat as h
is cock muscles
erupted.

Unable to speak, he groaned loudly as Sasha greedily drank his come and licked him clean. Afterwards
, she
lay next to him, resting
her head on his chest. He wrapp
ed his arm around her,
waiting for his cock to stop throbbing. Within a few minutes
her
breathing deep
ened as she
dozed off in his arms.
Waiting
until she see
med to be in a deep sleep,
he slid out of the bed and
covered her up.

T
hen he lay down next to her again
glancing
at the clock and groan
ing
when he saw the time,
4:30 am
. He hoped that he would wake up in time to go home and get ready for work. He closed his eyes and immediately fell into a deep sleep. He didn't wake up
again until three hours later, leaving him
an hour and a half before he had to be at the office.

Nudging Sasha, he said, “I have
to go work.
”

Opening her eyes, she
yawned
and
managed to sit up.

She
followed him
downstairs and
watched him
get dressed.
Once he had his shoes on
, she pulled
on
her
blue robe
and
walked him to the front door, "How much do I owe you?"

With a shrug, he mumbled, “Whatever you want to pay.”

"
Ok, but
I want to give you extra for staying here all night," she said.

Lifting his fingers to
her chin, raising her face so
he could look into her eyes, he said,
"I stayed here because I wanted to. There's no charge for that."

Opening her mouth to protest,
he put his finger to her lips and said, "Sssshhh."

Sighing, she
handed him
some
money and kissed him. Then he headed out the door.

He had just gotten in his car, when his
phone vibrated, looking at the text message, he shook his head and dropped it on the seat,
a
nother 6969 call.
I don’t
have time to answer it.

When he got hom
e, he rushed into the house, took a quick shower,
got dressed and
headed out the door within twenty minutes, opting to
skip breakfast
.
H
e had an important client coming in
less than an hour but needed a few minutes to
prepare. He g
ot stuck in traffic on the way, barely making it in time.
He
felt
a headache coming on from the lack of sleep, wishing the appointment could wait until afternoon. He had
just settled into his chair
when
his
secretary informed him that the client had rescheduled for the following week.

Leaving
him time to work on his finances
, he counted all the cash
he had made the past few nights. Realizing
it
would help him catch up on his alimony, plus make his car payment
, he let out a sigh of relief
. He wished his ex-wife would get married again. Then his financial burden to her would finally be over.

Just as he started to leave for lunch, he got another text message from the same number as
the one he had ignored that morning.
Dialing
the number,
he waited impatiently as
it rang at least seven times before anyone answered.

"Hi, this is Cynthia. May I help you?" a cheerful female voice said.

"I am answering your text
s."

"Mr Tongue?" she asked.

"Yes.
"

"I would like to hire
the services of
you
r tongue
for a party, that I am having Friday night," she said.

"What kind of party?" he asked as his curiosity began to grow.

"It is a bachelorette party for my best friend. She is getting married on Saturday. I want her
and the other guests
to have a
really
good time. I realize this is a lot to ask. How much
would you charge me?"

Scratching his chin, he asked,
"How many women will be there? How many hours is this party going to last?"

"Including the bride, myself and the other guests, there will be twenty. The party will be from
8 pm
until
everyone gets tired
," she said.

He
wonder
ed,
will I
be able to take
on that many women in one night?
I guess
the worst that could happen would be for
me
to die,
co
ming and going at the same time.

"Are you still there?" Cynthia said.

"Yes. My fee is normally $250 per woman. Since this is a large group, I will give you a
20%
discount. How does $
4,000 sound?"

"That's a fair price as long as
…i
t's anything goes. You do whatever my guests ask you to
do
."

Matthew said, "Ok, that's fair.
Give
me
the
address
."

Jotting down the info, he
promised to be there, no later than
9 pm
on Friday.
Hanging up the phone,
he had a huge grin on his face.
Not only would it be a
memorable experience, if he lived thr
o
u
gh
it
, it would help take a huge bite out of his debt
.
Checking
his watch,
he
saw that he only had twenty minutes left to get some lunch
, deciding to go to
a
drive-thru
fast food restaurant. He gobbled down a burger and fries
on the way back to the office
.

Most days he stayed at work twelve to fifteen hours a day
so he had several days of work to catch up on
.
He needed to get a lot of work done, so he could take Friday evening off.
Turning
his
cell phone off, he
worked continuously the rest of the day
, not going home
until
midnight
,
deciding
to give his body time to recover from the past two nights
of fun
.