Big Booty Bitches Ch. 18

"Do you wanna cum for me, Mr. Steven? Do you wanna blow that hot juicy load all over my pretty fucking face!?"

"Oh, yeah! You're gonna get it!"

"Get what? Cum all over my face!?"

He pulled her hair as she made the smart remark to him. Holly just smirked while she watched him stroking his hard cock. She closed her eyes, knowing that soon she would feel his sticky white substance all over her. Steven took a deep breath and finally, it happened.

"OHHHHHH, SHIT!! YES!! YES!!"

A thick string of cum splashed over her forehead in the shape of a slanted line shooting into her hair and down her left eyebrow. Steven groaned, tightening his grip on her hair as a wad went flying over her closed right eye lid. Holly gasped when she felt the warm juice over her. Another wad shot up her forehead and then a thick string drenched her left cheek. She dropped her mouth, gasping again before speaking.

"Oh my god, keep covering me!"

Steven grunted, gritting his teeth as his balls were nearly drained in thick spunk. He shot one last string of cum over her left cheek again until he moved his cock down to her lips. Resting the head of his dick over her tongue, Holly wrapped her lips around it and sucked the remaining bits of cum out of his rod. Finally, he let go of her hair and just watched as she sucked on his drained cock.

"Damn, I fucking needed a woman like you since I came off the plane."

Holly moved her lips off his cock, coming off with a loud pop noise when she heard his worse. The blonde smirked, softly giggling while she ran her hands up to wipe the cum from her eye lids so she could see when opening them. Holly giggled while looking at him with all the cum on her face.

"That was great, mmmmmm. I enjoyed that Mr. Steven! Shame I have to get going soon."

His eyes watched as she crawled off the bed naked, looking to the bathroom door. Holly had to get herself cleaned up and dressed before leaving. This was all for fun but she had stuff to do around the later afternoon hours. She thought about Sebastian and then giggled while looking back at the man who had just blew his hot load all over her face.

"Hey Steven!"

It was the first time in a while she didn't call him by that goofy nickname, he looked back at her and replied.

"Yeah, Holly?"

"You know, Sebastian wouldn't have fucked me like that!"

"Oh, why not?"

She rolled her eyes.

"He gets tired too easily! He would have just wasted his load inside me when I came. He wouldn't have had the energy to really fuck me like that and make a big mess out of me. Christ, I'm fucking soaked! I gotta clean myself up before I get dressed so I can get going."

Steven laughed at her words while he sat down on the bed, reaching to the floor to grab his clothes. The sink could be heard running in the bathroom while Holly washed herself up. After he put his underwear and pants back home, he picked up her dress and neatly folded it back up to sit on the bed. He didn't notice before how quickly she had taken her clothes off. A black thong and a bra lay on the floor, which he collected to put back on the bed. A couple minutes later, Holly came walking out naked, her huge tits bouncing with each step. Looking at the bed, she smirked.

"Oh, thank you! You didn't have to fetch my clothes, but thanks."

"It's the least I could do after everything you've done for me today."

Giggling at him, she grabbed her thong first and began to dress back up. Steven looked away from her while she continued to get dressed. His eyes wandered down to the briefcase that he had exchanged with Sebastian earlier. All that money safe inside, he couldn't wait to leave this country and go back home to southern Florida. Once he was back in Miami, he could sleep good at night knowing things were taken care of. Soon he could hear her feet stepping back in those loud heels that were muted a bit over the carpet floor in the room. Steven turned to look back at Holly who was all dressed up and with her face cleaned.

"I've got to get going, it's almost 2 in the afternoon. I did have fun with you, Mr. Steven."

Leaning down, she kissed his lips again. Steven smirked at her.

"You remembered to call me that one last time, huh?"

"I wouldn't forget...Mr. Steven!"

He laughed at her teasing him again with the nickname. Holly began to walk to the door before turning around and speaking again.

"No telling Emily about this, alright?"

"Nope, I think you've got something to tell Sebastian about if you party with him again."

"Oh honey, I'd tease him about you so much but he's already jealous! That pampered rich boy will always have a crush on me!"

Holly opened the door, bringing her hand up to her lips to blow him a goodbye kiss.

"Muah! Bye Mr. Steven!"

The door closed behind her, once again locking him in seclusion. Steven sighed, shaking his head with a big grin. Apart from his mind obviously staying on Holly, it was time to leave Britain and go back home. The exchanged suitcase was sitting on the floor and he didn't want to waste any time longer staying. Reaching over the nightstand, he grabbed his phone and went scrolling through the contact list for Emily's number. He had just cheated on her, obviously. He couldn't waste any time feeling any self guilt over it, nothing to cloud his judgement over what needed to be done. He dialed her number and sat on the bed waiting for her to answer. After a few seconds, her voice was heard on the other end of the line.

"Hey baby, what's up?"

"Sitting back at the hotel room, thinking about you. What are you doing right now?"

"I'm at the signing event, so Holly took you back?"

"Yeah she did, now listen: I wanna get back home tonight. You wanna come with me?"

"Yes! You know I do, but I can't right now."

"Why not?"

"I'm at the signing event and I might be here another few days."

Steven looked over at the clock on the nightstand that said 2:52 PM and then he answered Emily back.

"Okay, tell you what baby: I can have us out of here by midnight around 1 or 2 AM on the plane and out. How about that?"

Emily sighed through the phone.

"But Steven, I can't! My manager isn't going to let me."

"Tell him to kiss your ass! Baby, I can have us on a private jet plane by midnight! Forget your manager, he can get over it."

Silence was heard over the other end of the phone while Emily was thinking to herself. Steven was worried he may have offended her so he spoke again.

"Emily, you still there darling?"

"Yeah, you're right. You know what? Fuck my manager! I want to go home with you, Steven I've missed you!"

"I missed you too, Emily. Pack up your stuff and call me around midnight and I'll be ready. I'm going to be waiting on that phone call."

"I'll call you, don't worry! See you tonight, honey!"

She hung up the phone and then Steven sighed in relief. Despite Holly leaving the room just minutes ago, he still felt no guilt at all. Everything was business on his mind and it was time to leave. He sat the phone back down on the nightstand and now moved to grab his shirt to put it back on over his torso. He would have to leave the room and go knock on Manuel's door from inside the same hall soon. Steven figured that once he had his pilot on the right schedule to leave soon, he could lay down and take a nap before waking up at midnight to await Emily's call.

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10 HOURS LATER

The midnight hours of London still looked like a busy city, even with the late hours. The city was lit up at night through the streets and lights in buildings, looking quite similar to another big city that Steven was familiar. The only difference was that there wasn't bridges over large bodies of water that changed the town. The current time was 1:12 AM. Steven and Manuel had packed their things up hours earlier before Emily had called. Her phone call came just as the midnight AM hours hit on the clock. Steven had set his alarm for a nap at 11 PM, but woke up a few minutes before it could ring aloud in his hotel room.

Right now, Manuel was inside the private jet going over the preparations and following protocol with the airport to prep the trip back to Miami. Steven was waiting outside the hangar, knowing that Emily would arrive at any moment. The last time she had texted him, she was in the back of a cab driving to the airport with her stuff. He didn't know what went over with her manager but was sure that she would tell him the story on the plane. While he looked through the open hangar, an airport security car was seen driven through with the lights blinking. The car came to a stop and the driver came out with Emily. Steven walked over to help her as the driver grabbed her luggage bag.

"Hey baby, I made it!"

Emily kissed his cheek after speaking. She wore a black silk shirt with a V neck and a tight pair of blue jeans. On her feet was a pair of tall, matching high heels that elevated her height up to his level. Steven took her luggage, offering to bring it up on the private jet himself. Her eyes glanced up at the jet, smiling at him.

"This will be my first time I'm on a private jet, thanks honey!"

"Just wait till you get inside, the place is gorgeous."

"I bet!"

"COME ON!! Let's go home!!"

Manuel stood in the doorway of the plane atop the steps wearing his pilot headset while yelling at both of them. Emily reached to grab Steven's arm while he carried her luggage as they made their way up the steps and into the plane. With the passengers on board, Manuel had to do final preparations and seal the jet before they left the hangar and were out on the runway.

"You both better get buckled in, we've got a long night ahead of us to go back home!"

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3 HOURS LATER

After takeoff in the plane, Emily sat next to Steven as they experienced the plane elevating into the air and leaving the London airport. The two spent the time in the plane together talking, catching up on times. He had taken his jacket and shoes off, relaxing in the plane with her at his side. Steven told her about his nephew who he was currently mentoring for a manager position back at the club. In return, Emily told Steven stories about her modelling gigs back in Los Angeles and what led to the flight in London. Subjects that she thought would be boring to a man, but Steven listened to every word she had to say. At this point, he had long forgotten about Holly. Even when Emily had mentioned her name, Steven just said that she drove him back to the hotel and that was the end.

By now they had taken their seat belts off and walked around the jet. Steven showed Emily to the little bedroom, revealing the private bed in the back. She opened a bottle of wine, sharing a glass with him to celebrate their reunion together. Never once did they bother Manuel in the cockpit, leaving the pilot to do his job. At the moment, Steven was just sitting in his seat, watching Emily walk back and forth in her heels while she modeled off her new shoes. As lovely as she looked in appearance, something else was on his mind that he had just remembered.

"Hey baby, what did you tell your manager before you left?"

She stopped walking and put her hands on her hips, looking back at him with a smirk on her face.

"I didn't even waste my time with him. You told me to tell him to kiss my ass, right? Well, after we left the autograph signing event, I packed my bags and got ready to leave. I didn't tell anyone but I left a note saying that I found a better way back home."

Steven giggled while nodding his head.

"That's smarter than telling him off like that. I guess you didn't want to piss him off, huh?"

Emily shook her head.

"No, it's not that. He means well, I didn't want him to think I was giving him a hard time over something that he can't control, you know?"

With a nod, Steven understood. Emily wanted to change the subject, something that was more appropriate since they were all alone and spending time together for the first time in several weeks.

"Tell me Steven, are you thinking about what I have in mind?"

"What do you have on your mind, baby?"

She smirked, looking at him serious while she walked over to his seat and leaned down. Emily spoke in a low seductive voice.

"Are you thinking about fucking me on this plane? Or am I just dreaming of you to do that to me, huh baby?"

Without giving him a chance to respond, she pushed her lips to his and embraced a passionate kiss. While their lips remained locked together, Steven began to rise from his chair and then Emily decided to take control. She wanted to lure him to the bedroom and knew just the way to get him to the back of the plane where the private bedroom awaited them both. She quickly broke the kiss and then reached down to grab the front of his pants. All he could do was stand there while she unbuttoned his pants and reached her hand down to grab his hard cock. Emily gave him a serious look before speaking.

"I'm taking you to the bedroom, you're mine now!"

Her fingers wrapped tightly around his cock while she pulled him towards the bedroom. Steven just giggled while stumbling forward.

"That's not a leash, you know?"

"Well, it's something to get you moving!"

He laughed at her words. It was funny how serious sh was to him. Once they reached the little private bedroom, she swung open the door and pulled him inside yet again from the grip on his cock. With them both inside the private room, Emily slammed the door shut. She didn't care at all about the pilot in the plane. She wanted to fuck her man tonight, regardless if the pilot heard any moans or screams. She looked up at Steven and pushed her lips up against him hard. The force of her kiss knocked him back a few steps before he wrapped his arms around her, attempting to turn her but Emily refused. She pushed him down on the bed and looked up at him.

"You're mine tonight, finally! I've been waiting so long to have your cock again!"

Reaching the bottom of her silk black shirt, Emily tore it right off, revealing her heavy breasts without a bra to hold them in place. Steven leaned up on the bed, watching her strip. She kicked her heels off, allowing herself to push her jeans down her legs and reveal her body in nothing more but a little black g-string. He responded by matching her stripping movements, unbuttoning his black shirt and throwing it off to the floor. Emily dropped the thong and stepped out of it, revealing herself completely naked while she rubbed her wet clit with her finger. Steven licked his lips and nodded to her.

"God, I have missed looking at your beautiful body."

"Mmmmhhhhhhmmmm, I know you have baby. Let me take your pants off. Finally, your cock is all mine again!"

Her hand gripped his pants once more as he tugged them down. Emily pulled his underwear and pants down past his knees and to his ankles at the same time before pulling them completely off his body and to the floor. Her right hand reached out and grabbed his cock. She began to stroke him hard and fast. She leaned over, allowing her long brunette hair to fall down as she looked in his eyes. Steven was impressed so far with how aggressive Emily was playing with him. It was as if she learned from the first time they had fun together back in that South Beach hotel, just what kind of man he was in the bedroom.

"This fucking cock is mine!"

All he could do was smile at her. The look on her face as she starred into his eyes was enough to tell him how serious she truly was. Emily went down to her knees, still stroking his rod until she stopped and brought her puffy lips to the head. Again, she looked into his eyes while moving her mouth down and sucking his rod slowly. Steven knew at that moment, just how hungry she was that she had not been with another man since him. This was the calling moment that told him he was going to feel guilty for cheating on her not once, but twice in that time. Slowly, she bobbed her head up and down on his swollen cock. He took a deep breath, closing his eyes and rolling them to the back of his head.

"God, you're the fucking best! Suck me baby!"

Upon hearing him call her the best, Emily stopped and came up. Her mouth made a loud pop noise as she released his cock. Steven opened his eyes and looked down at her as she replied to him.

"You mean that, Steven?"

"Yeah, I mean it! No one woman can suck better than you, baby!"

She spit on his cock and wrapped her hand back around it, quickly pumping it between her fingers. His compliment to her had made the girl feel accomplished with something. Emily leaned up and kissed his lips while stroking his hard meat. Steven cupped her face in his hand. Already, he was beginning to feel the blues from cheating on her with Holly. He didn't have to listen to no old Blues songs tonight to feel the shame. As they broke the kiss, he leaned over and whispered into her ear.

"Get up on top of me and turn around baby, I want to lick you."

Emily's eyes nearly rolled to the back of her head while she continued to stroke him.

"Mmmmmmm you wanna lick my pussy, Steven?"

"Yeah, I wanna make you feel like you're on top of the world, all while we're flying in this plane."

Again he whispered his words into her ear. She leaned over and kissed his lips again before finally letting go of his cock. With another kiss, she pushed him down on the bed, sinking her tongue past his lips to kiss the man passionately. After she broke the kiss, she looked down at him one last time, her huge breasts swinging near his face before the girl turned around. She moved herself to get into the sixty-nine position for him. Laying that wet sweet mound over his face while she placed her hands over his legs to focus on his hard meat. Emily dropped her lower lip, gasping when she felt his tongue slip inside of her pussy. She reacted to wrap her hand back around his cock and push the head past her lips. 'Mmmmmm', she began to bob her head up and down while Steven's tongue slithered into her clit over and over.

His hands reached for her body, stretching his left fingers over her shoulder and his right hand to the back of her head. Emily slobbered all over the head of his shaft before going down. Steven helped push her head down after lightly gripping her hair. Since Emily used no hands, she was able to demonstrate to him her deep throat skills. She took his entire cock down her throat. The brunette super model moaned, feeling his tongue thrusting into her and then she came up to loudly release his cock from her mouth making a pop noise. A string of saliva dangled from her lips down to his meat. Emily ignored it and quickly lapped her tongue over the underside of his shaft and moved down to his balls. Pushing her lips over his ball sack, she began to loudly slobber over his nuts while licking and spitting on them.

If it weren't for her laying on top of him and having his tongue sliding into her loving hole, Steven would've groaned and spoke loudly over the pleasure that Emily was giving him at the moment. She truly was motivated to show him her oral skills after he called her 'the best'. After the plane right, he knew deep down he was going to feel guilty as hell now over the incident with the British blonde. He didn't care right now, only focused on forcing her to cum for him while she moved her lips back down over his rod. What he didn't know was how close Emily truly was. He forgot the fact that she was the one who truly was in control. Still bobbing her head up and down on his cock, she came up once again with a loud pop noise. The girl screamed.

"OHHHHHH, FUCK! NOT JUST YET, HONEY!!"

Emily quickly raised herself off his body, freeing his mouth from her pussy. She didn't want their orgasms to be shared through a sixty-nine position. She wanted his cock inside of her so they could experience it together. It had been so long since she had Steven, she wasn't wasting any precious time like before. After climbing off him, she quickly turned around looked at him while grabbing his cock and pointing it towards her pussy. Their eyes met, just in time as she lowered herself down to take his cock into her pussy. Steven groaned looking up at him before speaking.