Overnight Billionaire [Marlow and jobe352]
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				Title: <strong>Overnight Billionaire [Marlow and jobe352]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marlow</strong> on <strong>13-08-2010, 01:02:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/DullMind/chrispine.png)</div> Miami, Florida. It was called Vice City amongst many, and it was internationally renowned for being the playpen of the rich and the hot. Donnie Zimmermann, billionaire playboy, fit right in. He had a huge house out on the beach, and another high-rise suit downtown. He’d been playing with the lovely little bunnies in Miami for the past few weeks, waiting for the ‘big party’. <br><br>Normally these kinds of things would be held in Hollywood, but not this year. Donnie had built the Zimmermann Convocation Hall to host his newest public stunt; the Gala Royale. It was Donnie’s intentions to host the largest, most extravagant gathering of Hollywood’s heavy weights in one grandiose weekend, where new movies could be screened, and the press could get a taste of the lives of the rich and famous. <br><br>He had concluded the opening ceremonies only an hour ago, and he was currently in the main lounge, a massive, domed room with tables, dance floors, and bars scattered throughout the room, and a raised terrace for the elite of the elite of the elite; in this case, Donnie Zimmermann. <br><br>The room was bathed in the multi-coloured lights emanating from the dance-floors, and the music boomed with a dull hum from his exclusive spot. He sat in a large bucket-like booth that ran along the back wall, a large table with drinks and food scattered haphazardly on it. <br><br>He had two women with him, a tall, Amazonian brunette with nice, firm tits and an athletic body and a tiny little blonde, way too buxom for her stature, almost comically so. He vaguely recalled they told him they were struggling actresses. He didn’t care, really. They had both proved ample enough sluts for his purposes; which was having some hot, tight holes to fuck whenever he got horny while he was in Miami.<br><br>They didn’t mind. He had kept his promise. He brought them both to the Gala Royale, and I’m sure they didn’t mind the gifts he had furnished them with for the past week. They seemed very grateful, in fact, doing whatever he asked of them. He still had fond memories of having the little blonde fucked up the ass by her taller friend with a strap-on. It was her first lesbian experience, and what an experience it was.<br><br>The three were the only ones on the terrace, which was glassed off from the rest of the room with two-way mirrors, only adding to the allure of the ‘box seats’. There was only a single entrance, and that was guarded by two very large, very violent body-guards.<br><br>Above the thumping drone of the music, suckling, slurping noises reached Donnie’s ears as the little blonde knelt on her knees, snug between Donnie’s spread legs as she eagerly throated his cock, managing to swallow it almost to the root, before running out of air and reeling back, gasping, spit hanging from her chin, before diving back down on his meat.<br><br>“You know, she’s really good at this,” Donnie managed, looking to the Amazon... Kelly, was her name. <br><br>Kelly smiled back at her. “I taught her back in highschool. She wanted to impress her boyfriend,” Kelly explained, running a hand lazily along his chest. He had opened up his shirt to allow Kelly to play. <br><br>“I take it he was,” Donnie said, a groan from deep in his chest rippling out as... Victoria, the little blonde, suppressed her gag reflex and swallowed him to the root, only for a moment, before coughing, pulling off of his cock.<br><br>“Yes, he was. He came too quickly, though,” she said, smiling up at him as she slowly jacked his cock, slick with her spit and his pre-cum.<br><br>“Well, I’m much more experienced than he was, clearly,” Donnie said, running a hand along Victoria’s cheek, guiding her back on to his cock.<br><br>Just then, the dull hum of the music increased, the beats coursing through their bodies. Turning to the only door, Donnie watched as a slim, beautiful asian woman, black hair falling just to her shoulders, smart glasses perched on her tiny little nose, walked in to the room. Her name was Keiko, and she was Donnie’s secretary. <br><br>Pausing, only for a moment, to look at Victoria eagerly sucking on Donnie’s cock, she went over to her boss and leaned in to whisper in his ear. <br><br>“Miss Petrova has arrived, sir,” she whispered in accented English, before nipping at his earlobe. “Shall I help miss Victoria along?”<br><br>Donnie grinned at Keiko. He had hired her for more than just her world-class resume. Big tits and bubbly butts were all fine and good, but a man needed a little variety in his life. <br><br>“No thank you, Keiko. Victoria is doing fine by herself-” he said, cutting the last word short as his hips tensed, his balls tightening as they dumped his load in to Victoria’s throat in a violent orgasm that had caught him off guard. Looking down at the blonde, guzzling down his cum, he saw her hands cupping his balls, massaging them as she grinned up at him around his cock. <br><br>“See,” he said to Keiko. “Alright. Victoria, Kelly, time to go out and rub shoulders with Hollywood.” <br><br>Kelly was off and out the door in an instant, but Victoria stayed behind, downing a potent cocktail to mask the scent of cum on her breath and to straighten her tiny dress, before dashing off after her friend.<br><br>Grabbing a napkin, he cleaned himself up before tucking himself back in to his pants. Buttoning up his shirt, he threw on his jacket, a ridiculously priced, obscure European make, he grinned at Keiko.<br><br>“Shall we, Keiko?” he asked, a lascivious grin on his face. Keiko, grinning much the same in her tiny black dress, looped an arm around his, following him out in to the quickly filling lounge.<br><br>Natasha Petrova, the number one starlet in Hollywood, was as hot as she was talented. Donnie had been planning her conquest for a while now, and the plan was underway, as of this minute. He had ensured she’d come to the party, and now he had to win her to his side. Not the easiest thing to do when you were Donnie Zimmermann, renowned playboy, and your mark was Natasha Petrova, viciously careful of to keep her private life private and legendary businesswoman when it came to these sort of things. <br><br>But, he heard she had gotten a new manager. Her old one was a Draconian old hag; and many suspected it was because of her Natasha was so conservative when in the spotlight. Hopefully those rumours were true. It’d make Donnie’s mission much easier. 
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