Extending the MILF List Ch. 16

"You mean Darlene?"

"Yes, tonight."

"Oh. Oh! This is for Alissa? It's finally...this was my assignment for Landon, wasn't it?"

"Yes, yes it was but this is short notice, if you could give us a little slack here, we'll make it up to you another time. Promise."

"Shall I check with Darlene."

"She's your daughter. I thought you could do with her as you like. No. Nothing strange. You just have to be naked in bed with her. Yes, of course its a man and he wants to have sex with both you, one at a time. Well, I suppose kissing counts but he says he only has one cock so, if tab A in slot B is sex, then its one at a time but the other gets to watch, I guess. What time? Do you have the night? Fine, yes, then seven. She can go late, or leave early if she has tests. Fine."

"Sonny, where?"

"Oh right." I got Hughes' hotel. Kyla knew where it was. "Meet him in the bar, is there a bar there?"

Kyla affirmed there was and Hughes nodded. "I'll send you his picture. Seven, then. Oh, right. I was thinking everything that doesn't leave a mark. Right. You can figure that out with him I presume. Thanks."

I realized I hadn't used her name, she could figure that out by herself.

I looked over at Mr. Hughes. He didn't seem to be the bad sort. This was how a woman had to compete with men who got a woody doing a big deal and wanted to go strut around a strip club where it made sense rather than at Appleby's, where it would be embarrassing.

"We're on. That to say you're on." I clapped my hands together and brushed them back and forth. "My work here is done. Unless you have something else to add?"

Hughes looked at me and then over at Alissa.

"Her." He said nodding in Alissa' direction. "I want to know that she does fuck, whatever Travers says, I still don't believe it."

I looked at Alissa. She gave me the slightest nod. I liked her spunk, more spunk from me was a good thing, I thought. Glad to provide it so long as she used it in constructive situations. I glanced at the clock. Three-twenty. I had a little time. I relaxed a little.

"What does she get if you get a gander at her?" I asked.

Alissa stared at me.

Hughes looked at her and cocked his head. "I'll go to eighteen percent." He said.

"Won't that get you into trouble at the home office?" Alissa asked.

And she's supposed to know how to negotiate.

The man shrugged. "Maybe. This was an attempt to boot me out. I doubt I'll be around anyway."

"This is good for you and your company, too. I'll tell them you can't be replaced or we won't participate. They need Sid, so they need me and I'll make sure they need you."

Hughes squinted at her.

"Why are you doing that? We already agreed to the deal, now you are changing it?"

"You added my ass into the picture."

"Yes, but your are making things better, for me I mean. Why?"

Alissa smiled. "Because we need your business and I'm horny. I want him to do me. I do." She smiled a crooked smile. "And I want you to watch, so you can tell people what they don't have and can't get." She shrugged off her jacket and began unbuttoning the blouse.

Hughes watched without blinking. Alissa pulled the shirt tails out of the skirt and shrugged it off too. She unhooked her bra and dropped it, exposing her fabulous tits to the man.

"Travers got to see this, you should. I like you, I just don't want to fuck you or anyone else. I'm his. If he wants to give me to you, he can but I don't think he will."

Alissa unzipped the skirt on both sides and let it slide down her hips and off. She stepped out of it and lay it with the jacket and blouse on her chair. She looked over at me.

I started to shake. I held up a finger and groaned.

"I need the WC." I whispered.

Alissa frowned. "You could have told me before I showed him my tits."

I grinned. "Let him suck them to keep you in the mood. I'll be right back." I looked at Hughes. He had the perfect look in his eyes, all lust and amazement. "Heat her up." I muttered and left the room. On the way to the bathroom I came face to face with Bickerstaff. He frowned at me.

"What are you doing here?" He growled.

"Fucking your wife." I growled back and stepped past him.

"You haven't done my ex-wife yet and she's waiting on you. And my daughter and my sister. What are you waiting for?"

I stopped, turned to look at him.

"Tell me you aren't getting impatient."

"Clara says no more of her till you have completed your, eh, what shall I call it?"

I shrugged. I didn't know either. I did wonder what Clara had in mind but gave it no more thought. Clearly she was angling for something but I had too much pussy on my plate and in the air around me to give Bickerstaff and his promises to Sid much thought.

In the bathroom, I did my business and took a little while to clean Ms. Zenobia off my cock. She was pungent and dank. I used one of the wet wipes I carried with me and when I was table-ready myself, I buttoned up and went back to Alissa's office.

She was naked, sitting on the desk, her knees outside Hughes' legs, leaning into him while he sucked on one gigantic tit. She looked past him at me when I opened the door and stepped into the office. She patted him on the head. He sat back, looking up at her.

"Nice try but you just don't do it for me." She said. She disengaged from her perch before him and walked around the desk, found a towel and wiped herself down. When she wiped her thighs, her lie became evident. I watched the realization seep into Hughes by his eyes. Tension and chagrin diminished until there was none. He turned and looked at me.

My time and my turn had arrived, I decided. Suddenly I was raging hard.

I moved to Alissa, slipping around behind her and twisting her to face the desk, positioning her at the end of it. I fumbled at my pants with one hand and gave up, released her and unlatched my belt with both hands. My body echoed with desire, throbbing that focused down to my cock where it should. Alissa posed in a garter and stockings and her ebony skin. When I returned my hands to her body, she turned to look at Hughes.

"He owns me." She whispered. "Now, he is going to use me. Let me tell you something. Travers is being penalized but not as it could be."

I held still, letting her talk. The waiting tingled through me and I used the lee moment to feel her hips under my hands, her hot, silken skin and the waves of lust rising off of her like flocks of sea gulls from a newly planted field.

"Travers wife and daughter have been forfeited to us and Sid has agreed to turn them over to Sonny here. If Travers persists in this, two things will happen. Sid will be the one to mount his wife and daughter and anyone following his suggestion will find Sonny between the legs of any woman of note in your life. Like your niece, for example. She wants to model, we'll teach her to model on her back. This is not an idle threat but I don't want to pose like this for anyone else. You be sure to tell them this didn't happen and isn't ever going to, not for you and not for anyone else."

I took that moment to position my cock at the entrance to her body and thrust into her. Alissa was excited, wet and open like a New York City tunnel at two in the morning. I plunged into her depths and she groaned around the sensation, panting and finally finishing her thought.

"Un, un, unless I chose to. Enjoy Sonny's solution and shut the fuck up about it." She bowed her head, her arms locked straight and she bumped her ass back at me, crushing her fine ass between us. "Fuck me, Sonny, god, please fuck me!" She cried. Her head dropped and she rocked onto her heels.

I took her cue and pulled back on her waist, ramming into her. She grunted. I pushed against her, separating us and letting her ass flow back into its natural shape and then smashed against it again. I focused on the feeling of her ass, plush and rich, dark and silken against my skin. I ground against it, swishing my cock around inside her body. Her stocking clad legs whisked against my bare legs.

"Oh sweet lord!" Alissa gasped. "Oh god, Sonny, this, this, this is getting to be a hab...hab...habit."

"What?" I wheezed, searching for the itinerant antecedent.

"Fuck, fuck, fucking for an audience in my office. Oh god, oh god, fuck me!" Her voice wavered and rolled the words in a rich contralto of tension. She dropped her head again and arched her back, pushing back against me. "Ride me, mount me, fuck me!" She growled.

I stopped.

"What?" She said, twisting to look at me. "Don't stop for gods sake."

"The order."

"I, oh I'm sorry, I wasn't ordering you...."

I interrupted.

"No. The order should be mount me, ride me, fuck me. You have to mount before you can ride."

Alissa went completely still, twisted around to peer back at me over the long pier of her dusky back, shining in the dull light of the office. She jerked more till she could fix both dark eyes on me.

I'd been still but with her twisted like that, her pussy clamped down like riot police on gay bikers invading a children's parade. I pulled back, rippling through the clasping folds of her pussy and then hammered my cock deep into her. Alissa's eyes flickered and closed for moment. She waited, not moving to see if I was going to continue our latest version of the horizontal bop. When I didn't continue the syncopated sensations, she opened her eyes.

"Fuck. You. Sonny." She said distinctly and turned back forward. She looked at Hughes. A ribald chuckle shook her torso, making her tits waver below her. "If you ever fuck a wise ass, remember this moment. I was about to come and the asshole starts parsing my fucking grammar!" She rocked onto one hand and used the freed hand to reach back and slap idly at my ass. "Giddyup, dick head and that is an order! Fuck me!"

I pulled out of her. Now it might seem like I was being petty or contrary but in truth, I suddenly wanted feel her tits bundled up against my bare chest.

"Christ of the flies, what now?"

"Turn around. Face me. I need a kiss." I stepped back to give her room to maneuver without knocking me on my ass, since my slacks were around my ankles still, so yeah, I shuffled back with little steps. I unbuttoned my shirt and opened it.

Alissa straightened and looked at me, her eyes dark with arousal and intense with desire. She hitched her ass up on the desk and sat back on her hands. I pushed her knees apart and pulled her ass to the tipping edge of the desk. Holding her by the knees and lifting her legs, I crouched between her stocking-coated thighs. She freed one hand by rocking onto the other and fit the head of my cock back inside her pussy. I shuffled forward, pressing my cock into her with an uneven series of rocking advances that left her grunting with pleasure. The pleasure was not all mine but by god, I got more than my fair share. Feeling my cock slide into her with her legs in my hands roused every numb, dumb and crumbling nerve and gave it something to do. I swear the hair stood up on my head.

The look in Alissa's eyes shouted amazement.

"Oh god, oh god!" She moaned as I pulled her onto my cock. She dropped to her elbows as I lifted her knees higher. Suddenly she dropped onto the desk, banging her head. Her legs tightened around me, turning in my hands to lock around me, pulling me deeper into the crevice of her body. One garter strap snapped and the stocking turned loose, sagged. Buried in her, I leaned over her, panting with the exertion. With her legs snuggly fitted around me, I no longer needed to hold onto her knees. I bent down. Her eyes opened.

"The, the kiss." She managed to speak the words around her panting breath. "Kiss me."

I bent further, placing my hands beside her ribs, dropped to my elbows which pulled my cock out of her a ways, then clasped one wobbly breast and directed it to my lips. I sucked on the summit of it, the black skin molded by my hand, swollen with her excitement and mine. I licked and kissed and sucked her nipple till she jerked.

"Bite me." She muttered hoarsely.

I located the nub of her nipple, took it between my teeth and, as I thrust my cock back into the deepest recesses of her body, I bit down.

Alissa screamed and jerked under me. Her hips suddenly began to quiver, little shimmers that quickly deepened into great hunching motions. She fucked herself onto my cock, ramming her pussy onto me over and over again until she tensed, squeezed me hard with her fine legs and bucked and bucked and cried out."

I glanced at the clock. I hated that but I did but I did. It was nearly five and with traffic, I was easily forty-five minutes from Lynn and her milk-laden tits. The thought of her, while rooted in Alissa electrified me. My first thought was I'd preserve myself for a healthy dose of Lynn with a side of Holly but suddenly I felt the spirit and I rose up, leaving Alissa's breast. I gripped her thighs and hammered into her.

She sensed my sudden revival, feeling my lust made real, turning lascivious thoughts into rampant actions and she responded, thrilled that her body and her soul splayed on the desk again could rouse me in this way. No need to tell her...I stopped suddenly. My orgasm was right there at the door, like a sweepstakes angel bringing me good news.

"There's, there's a woman I have to fuck." I grunted, resuming my pummeling motion between Alissa's twilight legs. "She's has milk...in her tits...and she wants, wants me to suck it out of them!" I growled.

Alissa's eyes opened wide and then she hammered back at me, slamming her hips against me as best she could in that position, her back on the desk. I pulled her ass clear of the edge of the desk. She dangled off the edge, helpless. I slammed between her legs. She cried out again, her voice warbling like a broken siren full of mud. She was trying to cry out and speak and breathe all at the same time and none of them were accomplished very well.

I erupted. The orgasm lashed at me and I surrendered to it. I lifted her by the thighs and pushed her ass back onto the desk, lay down on her and let go of my orgasm. I pumped between her legs for half a minute, blowing and gasping in her ear. Her tits nuzzled my chest.

"Good Christ in the ocean!" Hughes muttered.

Christ, I'd forgotten him, Hughes I mean. I lifted my head, though it felt like a hundred pounds of lead and looked around. The poor guy was sitting there with one hand gripping the arm of the chair and the other clutching the bulge in his pants. At least he wasn't yawning or asleep. That would have hurt my three little feelings.

"Milk, Sonny? Really?" Alissa grunted under me.

I stood up, her legs released me and I shuffled backwards.

"Really. She called. I really need to go."

"Fuck...." Alissa hesitated, her eyes suddenly going wide. "Holy abbots and nuns, Sonny, you make me forget myself. I say things I shouldn't say. Forgive me?"

I bent over and pulled up briefs and trousers, bumping her humid thigh with my forehead. I buttoned and tucked and rearranged before I looked at her. I moved around the desk and bent to kiss her cheek. She moved her lips so I kissed her on the mouth. I moved to her near ear. "Shall I offer Mr. Hughes a little taste?" I whispered softly. "Of you, I mean."

She grunted. "If he accepted that offer, he'd likely get the whole meal, dessert and brandy in the library besides." She whispered back. "So no."

I stood up and looked at the man. Too bad for him.

"Mr. Hughes, please pardon me for fucking and running. You should walk down with me as you should be at your hotel by seven all fresh and ready to be ridden hard and put up wet."

"I thought the man did the riding."

I chuckled.

"You haven't met these two cowgirls. I hope you have a strong tongue. They neither one have the patience to go second, so you'll be doing double duty." I hesitated and decided. "The mother, she has a magic ass. I highly recommend it but remember, pussy then ass, never the other way around. Treat them like you own them and want to use them again and I'll thank you for it. Come along."

Alissa stopped me with a look. That she was still naked didn't hurt when it came to getting my attention.

"You go on out to the lobby, Mr. Hughes. I'll be there in a minute."

The man rose stiffly and left us.

"Yes, Mrs. Honeywell? What's on your mind?"

"Sonny, Sid said we need to settle the financial arrangements with you. You are on retainer so we need to make a regular deposit. For the next three or four months we anticipate you having expenses. Sid thought ten-thousand a month should be enough."

"God love a duck." I muttered. I felt odd but relieved at the same time. "How do I deserve that? That makes me nervous. Even my ass isn't worth that, virgin as it is."

Alissa laid a hand on my arm.

"Sonny, I don't think you know how much it means to him to...ah...." She stopped speaking, her eyes wide like she'd about told a secret.

"I know. Mom is a delight and he's a lucky man."

Alissa shook her head. "No, no, he hasn't mentioned her and honestly I sort of forgot about her. How is she? No matter. Sid was worried about Annie, that she was going to lose her mind here, isolated and alone as she had to be, away from the fishheads of Shanghai, as he put it. He is really pleased that you are showing her such consideration. I think she gives him lots of details, you know?"

I didn't but decided to keep that to myself. I wondered how much Anne or Annie either one told him about my use of her considerable talents.

"She told him about Lydia and Quilla. He told me about that and damned if he didn't sound like a proud papa."

That embarrassed the hell out of me.

"Well, he's slipping the super sized salamander to my mother, maybe it makes sense."

"Sonny, don't be crude."

It's funny to me how just talking about my mother allowed Alissa slip back into the mom-mode and instruct me in how to be civilized as she had for years while I was growing up, all while she stood before me nude, except for my collar and dripping my cum between her very healthy and hot legs. I had a moment, thinking back before I had hair on my balls...I'd never believe what I was doing now. Who would? I grinned at her and hunched my shoulders.

"Yes, Mom." I said with a leer looming behind it. She was buck naked, after all. Her chocolate breasts tended to waver and flounce just from her regular breathing. When she panted, they did a little dance that just demanded the eye, like a hundred dollar bill in a g-string.

"Sonny, honest, Sid talks about Anne all the time and how she has evened out since...since...oh hell, since you fucked her."

"Since she slipped on my collar?" I offered as an alternative. I reached out and tapped Alissa's. She shuddered.

"God, Sonny, don't do that. You don't know what that does to me." She stepped back out of my reach. Her tits waved at me. I wanted to wave back. Her legs were still covered by the garter straps dangled all the way around so the stockings sagged and bagged on her full legs. She looked like someone had just fucked her good. Just saying how she looked. Not bragging, really.

"Did I tell you Melissa was coming this weekend? She'll be in Saturday sometime. She has a late flight but will be stand-by on an earlier one. She'll call when she gets a seat."

Suddenly I felt crowded by the world. My god, how much pussy can one man take, do, have, fuck? I was just thinking and I couldn't get the words to come out right.

"She has next week off, so we can play some."

"You told me all that once."

"Oh. Do you have classes?"

I sighed.

"Couldn't she have come over spring break? God, you females are going to kill me."

She rolled her eyes.

"What a way to die, though, right?" She grinned and moved closer, taking hold of my elbow and cuddling those fabulous ebony breasts against me. "You know, Sonny, I just noticed that for the first time since I got my period, I don't resent my sister and I don't think she resents me. We don't bitch at each other any more. She asks about you. I think her husband is way happier with her than before...you know." She bowed her head. Had she had white skin I bet it would have gone all crimson.