Mothers and Daughters Ch. 14

Vera then observed:

"Yes that sounds about right. As I say I am not sure what I want from you if anything. It is clear that Larry never wanted anything to do with me. The legal agreement providing for the child support payments stipulated that payments would only be due if blood tests confirmed that my child was sired by Larry. It further stated that, I and Natasha were to stay out of Larry's life. When Lamar Grant made that additional payment to me, I told him that if Larry or he and his wife for that matter wanted to see, meet or have any contact with Natasha I would not object or put up any roadblock. But there has been not a peep only the money has been constantly advanced to me."

Vera continued:

"I feel sorry for Natasha not having a father. She doesn't say much about it. I've the impression that she's wiped out from her mind all that I've told her about Larry and all that she's read about him. I believe her attitude is that he can't be worth knowing if he prefers her not to have existed."

Pamela replied:

"Ouch! But I guess he deserves that although I should talk. I'm not exactly the mother of the year. Since my children were born I've palmed them off to a nanny. I know Larry has interacted with our kids way more than me, despite him not having custody of them. I've offered full custody of the children to him but he doesn't want the responsibility either as he's content with occasional visits.

"Anyway I tell you what, Vera is it? (Vera nodded to reassure Pamela that she got her name right) I think my children are still too young to deal with the knowledge of an older sibling they had never seen before. They've problems enough dealing with not seeing their parents too much. Perhaps when they're older say in mid teens like the age your daughter is now, I can inform them, and then see if they want to correspond and even meet your daughter."

Vera replied:

"Fair enough. Sure that's fine. Since both you and Larry are celebrities, Natasha's very aware of your children and their relationship to her. I think in the back of her mind there is a desire to attempt a contact eventually, but it is not a priority in her life now. I guess that's all I was really trying to achieve in meeting you. Thank you for your time and I won't bother you any further."

As Vera was getting up to leave Pamela interrupted:

"Hey wait a minute, Vera. You're here to fuck aren't you? I mean tracking me down wasn't your purpose of coming here was it?"

"Oh yes I'm definitely here to fuck. My excellent, albeit much older lover, of the past four years, died recently of a heart attack. And so consequently, there just is no worthwhile sex I have to look forward to back home. Actually the only decent sex I've had since he died was a lesbian sex encounter with a housewife I happen to know. (Vera certainly was careful to keep her sex with Linda a secret as much as possible) So yes, I sure could use some cock and a decent fuck, of which I intend to avail myself. And that is my only reason for being here. You being here was just a coincidence, but I felt compelled to talk to you as soon as I spotted you."

"My goodness I'm sorry for the loss of your lover, what a shame! I trust your old lover did not have the heart attack while you were in bed with him, and you were in the middle of your orgasm. I understand that's a risk when you take on a man much older than yourself; it sure could be a bummer."

"Oh no he died at his home during a meal I believe. Mind you in the autopsy report they did find traces of Viagra in his body which might have contributed to his death. I guess Richard, that was his name, felt he needed to take it to keep up with me."

"Why Vera aren't you just full of surprises? You are a love goddess driving your lover to death, like Madonna in the movie 'Body of Evidence'."

Vera reddened at this remark, and replied:

"I saw that movie, but my situation was not at all comparable. Richard was a doctor after all, so he knew his physical limitations and surely was cognizant of the risks of taking Viagra. We only saw each other four times a year since I lived in Chicago while he lived in Detroit. Although we did fuck like rabbits or minks as Richard would say during the weekends we were together."

Pamela chuckled at Vera's defensive reply and said:

"I'm just teasing you -- I don't believe for a minute one can die from fucking. And so now you're fucking a woman. Do you then swing both ways?"

"Oh I'm straight. I do love cock in my pussy, in my mouth even up my ass. Unfortunately, except for Richard the cocks I've had for the past four years were nothing to write home about. So I've had to resort to girl-on-girl sex for some real fun. You know it's a case of any ship in port. I sure as hell hope the men here will float my boat."

"Not to worry you can take it from me, the men here are most satisfactory lovers; I sure as hell have no complaints. As you know Vera, the club's planning some kind of a blow job competition tonight. Did you enter?"

"Oh yes they mentioned it at registration, and I signed up as it sounded like it would be some fun. By the way I see that your back and ass are very marked. Do you really derive pleasure from being whipped?"

Pamela hesitated a bit before replying:

"It's hard to explain. I'm sure I don't really receive any pleasure per se; certainly not like the pleasure I get from fucking. But I welcome the pain as it seems to provide a catharsis for me. So I believe I need to submit myself to BDSM discipline every now and then, before indulging completely in a no holds barred sex session that I truly crave.

"The club has a BBSM room for such activity but the Master of the Dungeon or the Dominatrix is available only occasionally. However, I have an understanding with Kristina Vargas that if I can find someone willing I could use the BDSM room for my needs. It just so happens that this weekend Mistress Diana who is the regular Dominatrix, is participating as a regular member, but I was able to coerce her to discipline me already, this morning.

"Despite my fame and public adulation, I often feel like I'm a fraud. I'm the shittiest of mothers and no wife to my husband. Really I'm just a slut and a whore. So by undergoing and enduring the pain from the whipping, I feel it gives me permission to indulge in my sins. And to indulge in my sins I need as much as I need food and water."

Vera was totally shocked by Pamela's candor and by her outlook. She replied:

"I guess that makes sense. As for me I don't mind the occasional rough sex and can enjoy being spanked, but I know I could not tolerate being whipped. It would bring back memories of the tortures I suffered from the asshole who kidnaped me. He was intent on murdering me by sapping my will to live. I was a basket case after my escape. I could not fuck any guy no matter how appealing. Thank God I could tolerate girl-on-girl sex or I would've been totally without sex for that period of time."

Pamela was fascinated by Vera's miseries and asked:

"As you are here and ready to fuck men, besides having had a heterosexual affair for the past four years, tell me what snapped you out of your funk? Was there a super sensitive metro sexual stud who patiently wooed you back to the joys of male/female fucking? Was it this Richard, your lover who just died?"

"Oh no, I don't think such a super sensitive metro sexual man even exists. What got me out of my funk, as you call it was the news of the execution of my torturer. To celebrate I booked a room in the finest hotel in Chicago with the intention of picking up a man or men at the hotel's bar to fuck in my room. Unfortunately, the hotel security chief viewed my actions as suspicious, and thinking I was a high class hooker had me evicted."

"Oh shit too bad. So you did not get to celebrate after all?"

"Oh no! I did get to fuck two apparently well to do gentlemen before I was stopped. However, the hotel security chief was not the only one who took me to be a hooker. One of these men left me, unasked I assure you, with $500 apparently assuming that was my fee. I guess I can take comfort in the fact that if one mistakes me for a prostitute at least they consider me to be an expensive one."

Pamela laughed and replied:

"You sure have a fine sense of humor there, Vera. All this talk has made me horny and ready for some action. You seem like fun Vera. Would you like to team up with me for some group sex? You know a threesome, a four way or even a quintet if we can scrape up three men at once here?"

"Oh sure I'm down for that," Vera replied.

Then looking around and upon spotting him, Vivian exclaimed:

"Oh my goodness there's Jed Baxter my premier client. I wonder if I approach him whether it would hinder or solidify my business relationship. At least I can truthfully tell him I'd be interested even if I didn't know him."

Pamela was surprised and said:

"You know Jed Baxter? Hell I've not even fucked met him yet, although I know he is a member of the TLR. He is one of the richest men in the US and for that matter in the world. He is your client Vera? I thought his accounts were handled by Price Waterhouse, Coopers as they are my accountants as well, I might add."

"Yes Price Waterhouse were the accountants for Baxter and Sons. The operative word is 'were'. On a special assignment when I worked for my previous firm, I uncovered an embezzlement scheme that saved Baxter and Sons and its insurers millions. Jed was so grateful that he would have switched to that firm so that he could retain me as his personal accountant for his companies. I advised Jed that I was about to open a firm on my own and would do so relatively soon. So he agreed not to leave Price Waterhouse until I opened my own firm."

"My goodness if Jed Baxter has confidence in you then maybe I should switch as well."

Ever alert as a businesswoman, Vera got excited at the prospect of attracting Pamela Rose as a client. She quickly seized the opportunity by suggesting:

"If I do say so myself, you won't regret it, if you do. As I already told you my partner, Walter Snyder is an investment genius. While I was in school he managed my monies and doubled my net worth in three years. Of course I now look after my own monies, but I still benefit from his valuable advices."

Pamela quickly decided:

"That settles it. When I get back home I am going to ask my mother to get in touch with you, and you two can do what is necessary to transfer my business affairs to your firm. I trust you have a business card at your locker that I can pick up."

"Oh lordie yes! I have tons of newly printed cards in my purse! Although I'm not that hard to find in Chicago. But enough about business I'm kind of nervous of approaching Jed. I had not made a play for him back in Chicago since I've met his wife and she is gorgeous. I had a feeling they were so much in love so I hadn't tried. But I guess their marriage is not so much if he's here. But what if he is as bad as a lover as the others I've had? I know if he is a bad lover it would ruin our business relations for me."

"Oh don't be stupid Vera! Whether he is a good lover or not what has that got to do with your business relations?"

"Yes I know it should not matter but it does to me. You see when I worked for the accounting firm before I started on my own I fucked every partner in that firm with the idea of advancing in the firm."

At this point Pamela interrupted:

"Oh my God Vera you are a disgrace to the women's movement. You should get to the top on merit not by sleeping your way to the top!"

"Well that's nice in theory and I applaud the feminists who are making it easier for us women to succeed in the business world. Still I'm a pragmatist; if I can succeed by sleeping with a man, as I see it, I would be a fool not to. Anyway my point was that each one of those men was a nightmare to fuck. I could not believe that they were all so inadequate in satisfying me. Because of the awful sex I just could not seriously deal with them at work.

"Now on the other hand I did acquire Jed as a client strictly on merit so our business relationship has been smooth as glass. But if he turns out to be a miserable fuck I know it will affect me adversely in how I deal with him in business. Of course if he is a marvelous fuck than I can see only tremendous successful business dealings. Yes you don't have to tell me; I know it is silly of me to feel that way, but that's how I am."

Pamela assured:

"OK but don't worry. All the men in this club know how to please a woman. As I said, I haven't fucked Baxter yet, but I'm aware his reputation amongst the ladies here in this club, is sterling. Besides, any man who has the opportunity of having two hot women like us at the same time will always be inspired to perform better than his usual norm. Since you know him why don't you introduce him to me?"

Vera snorted:

"Anyone who has not been a hermit and living under a rock the past fifteen years knows who you are, so introductions are obviously unnecessary."

Pamela responded:

"Actually I've met him backstage at one of my concerts in Chicago. I think he was trying to impress his girlfriend du jour on that occasion. In any case it does seem that you know him better than me, so it doesn't hurt to be polite. You do want to fuck him don't you? You don't mind sharing him with me do you?"

"Of course I want to fuck him. And I don't mind sharing him with you; I've done threesomes before."

"Great Vera but there is one other thing I'd like to ask if you're game."

"What's that?"

"If participants agree the TLR has the facilities in I believe about three of the bedrooms to video record the sex. The staff camera people are so good at filming the action that we really would not be aware of their presence. That way I would have a keepsake of the sex we are about to have. And I could re-experience the event over again at my leisure."

"Why the hell would you want that? The fun in sex is in the doing, not in the watching. Just keep having sex; you don't need to watch yourself having had sex in the past. What fun is there in that?"

"Mebbe so Vera, but it can be a turn on to see oneself having had sex. As I have gotten to know the cameramen here I had commissioned one of them to free lance and film me at my home. Larry had my kids and my mother was away for her rendezvous with her twenty years younger boy toy. I lured three Chippendale Dancers to do me.

"When it was all set up, I was at the top of my long winding staircase wearing an especially sexy red bustier, and sheer black silk stockings held up by the hooks in the bustier. The garment was fitted so my boobs although held together were completely exposed and visible. I had my nipples clamped and joined together by a chain. The chain was taut enough that by striking it the reaction would shoot bolts of pain to my nipples. My twat and ass hole were also exposed, visible and of course easily accessible.

So I strutted down the stairs with anal beads shoved up my ass. Then at the bottom of the stairs I turned around with my ass sticking into the camera. I pulled out the beads to suck on them while one of the Chippendales spanked me good and hard. My ass became visibly rosy red from the spanking. Then we strolled to the couch where the other two Chippendales were waiting.

Then the fucking began in earnest. I took all three of them simultaneously at all times. We rotated regularly so all three of them completed an around the world with me. At times I was sitting/lying on the Chippendale who was sodomizing me to receive the Chippendale who would fuck me vaginally; and to turn my head to give head to the third Chippendale. At other times I was over, and facing the Chippendale who was fucking me vaginally while the second Chippendale would hover over my back to sodomize me. I was tilted to the side to give head to the third Chippendale.

All three Chippendales by impeccable timing were able to ejaculate together as I was enjoying my orgasm. For the camera, I opened my mouth wide to display my mouth full of cum from the blow job. Then I swallowed it all, and opened my mouth to show my now empty oral cavity. While I was doing this the other two Chippendales sucked out their sperm from my holes which each had been fucking. Then each took turns to open their mouths to force spill the cum into my mouth. Again I opened my mouth to display my mouth full of this new cum and open it again to show my subsequent empty mouth.

I always find this video hot and I watch it when I'm especially horny but sex for one reason or another is not available to me. The video always gives me warm feelings as I get the impression I'm the sexiest woman alive. However this is not the only reason I like to have videos of myself having sex."

Vera then asked skeptically:

"Oh? Don't tell me you plan to sell them and become a porn star in addition to your fame for your singing talents?"

"No! No! Of course not. Bite your tongue Vera. No not that at all, but you see I expect to live a long time. All of my relatives both on my father's and mother's side that I know of lived at least into their eighties some into their nineties, and one died when she was 102. True my father died young when I wasn't even two, but he died in a car accident so that obviously doesn't count.

"My mother I might add is fifty-two years old now, and is still going strong. She has a lover only one year older than me who does not seem to lose interest in her as she gets older.

"However when I'm over eighty years old I likely won't be having much sex. So these videos of me in action, that I have collected, will be a great way for me, when I am old, decrepit and probably toothless to reminisce my salad days. I think I will like watching these videos a lot better than my concert videos"

Vera opined:

"Oh I don't know Pamela when I get old, decrepit and toothless I still hope to get sex. I can still at least give a blow job and if I wear a bag over my head with only a cut out for my mouth I bet even the young studs would not be able to resist me. I've heard men like to have their cocks sucked by gums alone sans teeth."

Pamela burst out loud in laughter at that comment and she replied:

"Oh shit Vera, that's just too funny for words. Yes I would also like to keep fucking until I die. Let's just say that the videos of me fucking now is a hedge for the day when I can't physically fuck, and this would be an acceptable alternative to still get some naughty pleasures in my old age dotage. So would you accede to my request to have us filmed?"

"Oh sure, I have no problem with that so long as you do not share the viewing of the video with others."

Pamela assured:

"Not to worry Vera, I keep my videos in a very safe place. No one in my household not even my mother knows these videos exist."

With that the women got up and approached Jed Baxter. Jed had been sitting on a stool next to the food tables sipping on a Jack and Coke. He had been contemplating in his mind about his life, and how he had become a member of the TLR.

Despite being an extremely wealthy man Jed Baxter was not in appearance a stereotypical successful business tycoon. In other words he was not fat, balding or otherwise physically repulsive. His appeal to women did not at all depend on the money and power he possessed.

Although around forty years old, Jed was an extremely youthful, good looking man. He was as attractive in physical appearance as the handsomest of celebrity males. He was also in excellent shape; exercising constantly in the gym and frequently playing handball.

Never mind his wealth; women drooled at the mere sight of him. Had he been so inclined, he had the personality and confidence that he could entice almost any woman to bed whom he would casually meet.