The Gigolo [Dirigible x Prolix Kiss]
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				Title: <strong>The Gigolo [Dirigible x Prolix Kiss]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Prolix Kiss</strong> on <strong>18-12-2010, 07:28:45</strong>
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				Kelly leaned back in the plush leather club chair and took another sip of champagne.&nbsp; After months of a near delirious haze in which she had run herself ragged finishing preparations for her wedding with John, Kelly felt like all the stress in her life was melting away.&nbsp; She was still very tipsy from the mimosa and champagne lunch they had had and Rita, always the party girl, had kept a constant stream of alcohol flowing even as they received their in-suite spa treatments.&nbsp; With all the massages, some waxing, facials, and now manicures and pedicures Kelly felt more pampered than she ever had in her life.&nbsp; And why not?&nbsp; This was her weekend to be a princess after all.<br><br>Both women were in the common area of their huge penthouse suite with its dark hardwood floors with plush carpets, overstuffed leather chair and sofa set, and a dinging room table for meals brought in.&nbsp; Kelly and Rita each had their own massive room with California king beds, walk in closets, vanity, and spacious full bath.&nbsp; Kelly was blissfully reclining in one of the common room chairs while a petite Thai woman finished her manicure.&nbsp; Rita was stretched out along the couch while a woman finished up her pedicure.&nbsp; Both women wore the hotel's thick, luxuriant knee length robes cinched around their waists.<br><br>"Thank you so much for this Rita, it's been a perfect day."<br><br>Rita smiled "Well, it's certainly been my pleasure too.&nbsp; Besides, the day isn't over yet."<br><br>Rita knew more about that than she'd let on.&nbsp; Any minute now the gigolo she had ordered would be arriving as a special surprise, and Rita was already smirking in anticipation of Kelly's mortified expression.&nbsp; She didn't oppose the picture-perfect marriage to the college sweetheart, but Rita didn't understand how Kelly could commit herself so fully without exploring her sexuality more fully.&nbsp; Kelly was just so inexperienced, at least compared to Rita, and she worried that her best friend might experience regret or marital problems in the future as a result.<br><br>Not that Rita's motivation was entirely altruistic.&nbsp; The truth was she had always wanted to see what hiring a male escort would be like, and this was an excellent excuse.&nbsp; Rita was dissatisfied with the men she'd been meeting lately, or maybe it was just that her experience and promiscuity had made most men seem too tame.&nbsp; She was craving something more macho, more dominant, more wild.&nbsp; At least, that's what she'd asked for on the phone with the polite woman that acted as an "agent" to a stable of gigolos.&nbsp; She'd asked for a clean cut guy, buff and sexy, who knew how to <em>take</em> a girl and make her beside herself with his sexual prowess.&nbsp; Rita needed a guy that was macho enough to handle a woman like her, and hopefully Kelly too!&nbsp; The only other thing she'd specified was for him to be hung.&nbsp; What was the point of hiring a professional otherwise?&nbsp; As she'd told the woman on the phone, Rita expected he'd be at least as big as the largest guy she'd been with, and hopefully be impressive even before he was hard.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Gigolo [Dirigible x Prolix Kiss]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dirigible</strong> on <strong>18-12-2010, 08:31:36</strong>
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				With a satisfied nod of professional pride, the woman blew the dust off Kelly's fingertips as she finished the mani-pedi. Standing gracefully, she said something bright and unintelligible, before bowing and backing towards the door. Outside, the Thai woman stopped, gazing in surprise at the man who leaned against the wall, wearing one of the hotel's robes and idly spinning a large silver platter in his hands. She eyed him speculatively, then hurried off down the hall, tittering to herself.<br><br>Damien (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=45831.msg4028158#msg4028158) straightened, glancing after her until she turned a corner, then reached for the tie of his robe. He undid it, then shrugged his broad shoulders back, letting the garment tumble to the floor, unleashing his nakedness. The white fabric fell away to reveal rounded swells of muscle and hard lines of flesh and bone under taut golden-tan skin, with just a neat line of dark curls running up from the groin to impress its masculinity on an otherwise smooth physique. It was a body formed by a half-dozen activities; swimming gave him a sleek, hydrodynamic look; rock climbing resulted in rough, powerful hands; miles of running every single day burned away any trace of fat or softness and gave him an ass like two granite boulders; boxing made his arm and shoulder muscles thick with virile power; a punishing callisthenics routine made his stomach and back taut with chiselled muscle; and yoga made him surprisingly flexible. His strong chin and square jaw were clean-shaven, hair dark, trimmed just long enough to run the fingers through, eyes baby-blue.<br><br>Not to put too fine a point on it, but Damien was a gorgeous hunk of man, who belonged on the cover of romance novels, fitness magazines, Playgirl... and in any number of dirty fantasies.<br><br>The escort kicked his robe out of the way, and picked up the bottles, glasses and accoutrements from where they were set on the ground. He flipped the tray onto his palm, holding it at shoulder height with the balance of a professional waiter, and arranged the drinks on it. Damien straightened, flexing his joints for one last limbering-up, then pushed the door open.<br><br>The girls might have assumed that it was their manicurist come back for a tip at first, one one glance would reveal that the newcomer was not a petite Thai woman, but a well-built, studly, and thoroughly undressed man. Damien wore only a black bowtie around his neck and white cuffs on his wrists; otherwise, he was bare from head to toe, his expression detached, as if he served tequila in the buff every day. His feet moved silently across the plush carpet as he walked towards Kelly and Rita's chairs, his stride slow but sure. Rita's hopes were sure to be fulfilled... every step made Damien's penis swing between his hard thighs, a thick, dark pendulum that hung at least halfway to his knees, with large and heavy testes nestled behind; even in repose, his manhood described a size and shape most other men would kill for when erect.<br><br>“Ladies,” he said in a naturally deep, husky voice that seemed designed to send tingles through their bodies. Damien stopped between their reclined chairs, and slowly knelt, his cock swinging towards the floor. He held up the silver platter with its two chilled glasses, tall bottle of finest Jalisco Tequila, salt and slices of lime and lemon. He glanced at them for the first time, his eyes fixing first on Rita's sultry brown, then on Kelly's surprised blue, with a gaze that positively growled: <em>I'm all yours... and you're all mine.</em><br><br>“May I offer you a drink?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Gigolo [Dirigible x Prolix Kiss]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Prolix Kiss</strong> on <strong>18-12-2010, 09:07:16</strong>
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				Damien made quite the impression when he entered the suite, naked save for the tray he carried.&nbsp; Kelly's aquiline face, seconds earlier the picture of bliss, blushed bright red as her jaw dropped.&nbsp; <em>What the hell...</em>&nbsp; That this <em>had</em> to be Rita's doing was the first coherent thought that came into her head.&nbsp; Kelly was too shocked to be angry... yet.&nbsp; Kelly's azure eyes took in Damien's perfect physique, and were drawn to his impressive endowment for a moment before she forced herself to look away.<br><br>Rita only smiled as her bought and paid for stud entered the room, her lovely brown eyes scanning him up and down as she appraised the goods.&nbsp; "Ah, I see our final surprise of the day is here.&nbsp; And it looks like he is worth every penny.&nbsp; I'm Rita, and the blushing bride there is Kelly."&nbsp; Rita's mouth parted in a broad smile, her tongue flicking lightly along her teeth.&nbsp; Her eyes, traced the outlines of her gigolo's muscles before unabashedly staring at his dick as it swung heavily between his legs.&nbsp; Rita was impressed, it looked massive, and she began to get excited about seeing it when it was hard.&nbsp; It would probably be easily the biggest she'd seen.<br><br>"Rita..." Kelly glowered, looking at her robe absently "...you <em>really</em> shouldn't have."<br><br>"Oh stop being so prudish Kelly!&nbsp; This is a bachelorette party, of course I needed to give you a last glimpse of a another man as a free woman.&nbsp; Come on, let's have a drink."<br><br>"We've been drinking all day," Kelly began.<br><br>"Shush, and do the shot."&nbsp; Rita pressured "Damien, pour us each a shot, with salt and lime of course."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Gigolo [Dirigible x Prolix Kiss]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dirigible</strong> on <strong>18-12-2010, 09:37:17</strong>
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				Damien had no shame at all about his state of dress or body... if anything, being naked in front of two women, one leering and one blushing, was relaxing after stripping for dozens of howling, horny bachelorettes. Noticing Rita's gaze on him, Damien tensed his visceral muscles, making the length of his cock twitch before her eyes.<br><br>“A pleasure to meet you,” he drawled, smiling at the two women like a lion spotting a couple of particularly luscious gazelles. “My name is Damien, and I'm here to give you anything and everything you want.” <br><br>He nodded at Rita's instruction, and set about preparing her shot first. Setting the tray down, he poured a healthy measure of tequila into one of the glasses, and passed it to her, his big hands brushing hers teasingly as he did. He then knelt at the side of her chair, leaning over her (appreciating the view of ample, dusky curves her robe barely concealed) and sprinkled a line of salt across the back of his hand. Finally, he took a slice of lime between his teeth, lips tensing at the sourness, and bent towards her, the three ingredients ready for her to enjoy.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Gigolo [Dirigible x Prolix Kiss]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Prolix Kiss</strong> on <strong>18-12-2010, 10:04:55</strong>
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				Rita sat like an Aztec queen as her white cabana boy came to serve her.&nbsp; She was already having fun with this, and was hoping Damien would be up to the task when she turned the tables and it was time for the ladies to serve <em>him</em>.&nbsp; Rita new that pacing this appropriately was going to be key if she didn't want Kelly to bolt from the room, and that letting Damien serve them and having some more alcohol was likely to improve the odds of Kelly enjoying herself.<br><br>Taking the shot of tequila from Damien's masculine hands, Rita sat forward with her plush robe hugging the hourglass curves of her bust and hips.&nbsp; "Why thank you, Damien." she said.&nbsp; Leaning forward she pressed her lush, full lips to Damien's hand then gave it a long luxurious lick.&nbsp; With the salt in her mouth Rita dropped the shot down, then put her hand behind Damien's head and pulled him in.&nbsp; Biting down on the lime in his mouth the juices burst forth, spilling over both their lips as Damien could feel Rita's hot breath on his face.<br><br>"Mmmm... yummy..." Rita said, smiling.&nbsp; "Pour yourself a shot," she said, plucking the salt shaker from Damien's tray.&nbsp; Leaning back in the chair Rita pulled her robe open slightly, exposing fathoms of cleavage and uncovering most of the massive gobe of her right breast, though careful to keep her hand and a piece of robe concealing her nipple.&nbsp; Lifting her heavy boob slightly, Rita bent and gave the top of its soft flesh a wet lick before shaking a bit of salt onto it.<br><br>"Take the shot, then I want you to give Kelly one and have her take the salt off of your abs."<br><br>"Rita, stop it..." Kelly groaned.<br><br>'Stop what?&nbsp; This is your bachelorette party, it needs to be a little wild, and crazy, and fun.&nbsp; Otherwise what's the point?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Gigolo [Dirigible x Prolix Kiss]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dirigible</strong> on <strong>18-12-2010, 19:23:04</strong>
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				When Rita pulled his head down, Damien playfully resisted for just a moment. He locked the muscles of his neck and back, making himself immoveable so that Rita actually hoisted herself forward with the movement... then he bent swiftly down and ground his lips to hers, biting down and crushing the lime between them. The sweetness of her kiss contrasted with the sour explosion of citrus, making his mouth water<br><br>The naked hunk leaned back as the voluptuous latina began preparing a shot for him. Damien couldn't help but grin as she opened the neck of her robe, revealing more soft, dusky flesh. Sometimes, this job was more like a hobby he got paid for. Rita's hungrily gaze would find it impossible to miss the slight change in the hang of his cock... the way it seemed to lie a little looser, a little more pronounced in its curve between his legs. Grasping the arms of the chair, Damienheld his legs and back stiff and dropped into a sort of angled push-up. His arms folded into knots of muscle as he lowered his head into Rita's cleavage. The gigolo lingered there for a moment, inhaling the scent of Rita's body and the various perfumes and skin creams she'd indulged in at the spa, before planting his mouth into the plump flesh. Damien kissed her breast hard, raking his mouth upwards to leave a pale line, his tongue rasping over the curve and lapping up the salt.<br><br>Damien grabbed the bottle and took a slug straight from the neck, tossing his head at the potent hit and a shudder running through his clearly visible hard body. He wrapped his fingers around the back of Rita's neck and hauled her face up to his, greedily sucking the remaining lime juice off her chin and neck, letting the flavours mingle and crackle in his mouth. “Mmmhhh.”<br><br>He swallowed, straightening and running his hand across his mouth. Then he turned his attentions to Kelly as instructed (not entirely coincidentally, giving Rita a vista of his muscular bubble butt). Damien gave her a slight smile that seemed to raise the room's temperature several degrees, and crouched to pick up the tray. He poured another shot into a chilled glass and placed it in Kelly's hand, before swaggering to the chair. Damien leaned back, draping himself over both arms like a tray, lying face up with his masculine body draped before her, every muscle stretched taut and available. He sprinkled a line of salt across his rippling stomach, before setting the tequila glass on his pectorals and clenching a slice of lime in the crook of his elbow. When Kelly had taken the salt and shot, he would clench that arm and crush the fruit as he flexed, letting her drink the juice as it trickled down his biceps and forearm.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Gigolo [Dirigible x Prolix Kiss]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Prolix Kiss</strong> on <strong>18-12-2010, 22:38:44</strong>
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				Rita's lush lips parted in a soft coo as Damien's tongue lapped the salt from her dusky boob flesh, her big brown eyes drinking in the physical perfection of the buff man whore at her beck and call.&nbsp; As he leaned in to her chin and neck, Rita threw her head back and luxuriated in the feeling of his mouth on her, kissing and lapping the dribbled lime juice from her chin and throat.<br><br>Kelly seemed to cringe slightly in her chair as Damien's large nude frame swaggered up to her, even as Rita's lecherous eyes drank in the gigolo's toned ass and the heavy pendulum of man-meat that was visibly swinging between his legs.<br><br>"No thanks.&nbsp; Rita, I've been drinking all day and I think I've had enough."&nbsp; Kelly stuttered.&nbsp; This was all too much.&nbsp; Once second she and her best friend were just relaxing, and now she had a naked Lothario in room baring himself without shame.<br><br>"Come on Kelly, you need to cut loose.&nbsp; Remember this is the last naked hunk you'll ever get to see before John makes you an honest woman."&nbsp; Rita smiled wickedly "Oh, and Greg told me all about their little bachelors' weekend in Vegas... seems John was doing body shots off of a stripper."&nbsp; Rita was lying, her boyfriend Greg new better than to tell her anything about the party since she was certain to blab it to Kelly.<br><br>Kelly didn't know that, however, and her bright blue eyes narrowed slightly with reflexive jealousy her reasonable mind kept telling her was ridiculous.&nbsp; Damien sprawled over her chair, his hunky body unabashedly laid before her like a human service tray, and Kelly kept her azure eyes fixed on his perfectly defined abs.&nbsp; Part of her wanted to stare, to leer like Rita had been at Damien's huge dick, but Kelly fought the urge and rapidly dropped her face to his stomach.&nbsp; Holding her sweet smelling, platinum blond hair back from her face, Kelly stroked her tongue over Damien's rippling stomach and then tilted back the shot.&nbsp; Her head already swimming, Kelly bent down to Damien's arm as he crushed the lime, her pink lips pressed to his thick bicep as she slurped up the lime juice.<br><br>"Woo!"&nbsp; Rita laughed.&nbsp; "See girl, I knew you could make an effort and be at least a <em>little</em> slutty for one night.&nbsp; That's the party girl I remember from school!"<br><br>Curving her lips into a smile, Rita snapped her fingers.&nbsp; "You, boy!&nbsp; Get up and go over to the sofa there, sit in the middle."&nbsp; The dusky latina commanded, obviously enjoying herself.&nbsp; It was fun having him as their own personal naked butler, there was plenty of time to see how well he could tame a vixen like herself later.<br><br>The overstuffed leather sofa sat across from the club chairs the girls sat in, on the other side of a thick fur rug.&nbsp; "Deus mio..." Rita intoned in a low, sexy voice.&nbsp; "He is really hung like a bull, isn't he Kel?"<br><br>"OK, big boy, sit down and show us what you've got.&nbsp; I want you to stroke that thing and show us just how big it gets.&nbsp; Tell me, how many inches did my money buy?"<br><br>Kelly smiled and shook her head "God Rita, with a mouth like that... you're right though, if the guys get a show then we deserve a show too."<br><br>Rita smiled back at Kelly.&nbsp; "Hmmm... one problem though, El Toro here needs something to jack it to.&nbsp; What is he supposed to stare at, the wall?&nbsp; Tell you what Damien, you can pick one of us and that girl will take off her robe to provide a little visual stimulus."<br><br>"Rita, I forgot what a slut you could be."&nbsp; Kelly said, glaring.<br><br>"Whatever, you're just pissed because you know he is going to want to see a thick latina like me, rather than beat it to some skinny white chick like you."<br><br>"We'll see about that, bitch," Kelly retorted, giggling despite her effort to feign seriousness.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Gigolo [Dirigible x Prolix Kiss]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dirigible</strong> on <strong>19-12-2010, 08:56:43</strong>
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				Damien sprawled languorously across the chair, offering himself like a buffet for Kelly's gaze – and her sampling, if she was daring enough. The prone position gave both women a fine view of his 'professional qualification'... the thick, tawny shaft arching slightly away from his legs, their attention just beginning to stir its interest. The man's abdominal muscles flexed instinctively as Kelly finally dared to bend down and lick the salt from his skin, and she could feel, rather than hear,&nbsp; a slight growl of approval coursing through him. He smiled slightly as she took the tequila, his free hand drifting against the carpet, before crushing the lime wedge to complete her shot. The brunette was clearly a party animal, a sultry creature he looked forward to taming... but the bride-to be seemed more nervous, and needed to be coaxed out of her shell before succumbing to her sexual nature.<br><br>As Rite issued her orders, Damien rolled gracefully to the floor, perching on all fours like some muscular beast of burden, his cock swinging solidly under him. He deliberately hesitated before obeying, though, provoking her by displaying a hint of defiance that promised to prove him a harsh and sensually demanding master. Damien ran his hand up Kelly's smooth leg, massaging the lithe muscle of her calf and caressing her pampered foot. His fingers were rough in texture, but gentle in skill as he brushed aside the hem of her robe, revealing one thigh in all its creamy glory.<br><br>Damien knelt before Kelly, his breath warm on her skin as he bent down and pressed his tongue to her. The man lapped a long trail, from knee to... almost... so achingly close... to her still-covered crotch. He reached for the tray and sprinkled salt onto the wet strip, before a second, longer lick gathered it up. Straightening to look Kelly in the eye with a gaze of matching colour but excessive heat, Damien took a draught of tequila, then bit down on another slice of lime. His hard body torqued and shuddered as the drink hit him, setting his nerves on fire.<br><br>Only then did he stand, body unfolding to its full, towering stature right in front of Kelly, giving her a good eyeful of muscle and slowly-stiffening maleness. Damien stretched a little, letting his limbs tighten and flow, before turning and moving to the couch. He settled on it, as instructed, his warm flesh pressing into the soft leather, and stretched out his legs to ruck up the rug. His shoulders bulged as he threw his arms over the sofa's backrest, sprawling out before there eyes with a half-smile and a twinkle.<br><br>“As you wish,” he purred huskily, meeting each woman's gaze in turn as he got comfortable. Damien placed his hand on his chest, and slowly ran it southwards. Fingers dimpled tanned flesh as he stretched his grip down, down, over corrugated stomach and trimmed pubic hair... wrapping his fist, with difficulty, around his shaft. The member swelled at the contact, and Damien's head rolled back with a moan. He looked back at them as they bickered, suppressing a smile. This was going to be a memorable evening... he had no objections at all to being the toy of two gorgeous women, nor to taking them in hand and giving them a taste of a real man's hard passions.<br><br>He made a show of considering his options. “Mmmhhh. You're both absolutely gorgeous... either one of you could get me hard as a rock.” Damien's gaze roamed up and down shamelessly, ogling legs, breasts, hair, lips, eyes. His fingers tightened, and he began to squeeze his cock, slowly pumping from base to tip, and growing larger and more rigid with each heartbeat.<br><br>At last, he looked at Kelly, and smiled hungrily. “You,” he growled, stroking his manhood as he eyed her in anticipation. Letting her watch him masturbate to the sight of her might help warm her up... let her know how much she was desired.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Gigolo [Dirigible x Prolix Kiss]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Prolix Kiss</strong> on <strong>19-12-2010, 09:43:43</strong>
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				Kelly froze as she felt Damien's large, rough hand seize her calf.&nbsp; If it hadn't been for the prodigious amount of alcohol she'd been drinking, her head still swimming from the last shot of tequila, she might have recoiled from his touch.&nbsp; But instead Kelly felt a blush of warmth through her body as he glided his hand up her long leg, all the way up her slender thigh.&nbsp; She said nothing, overcome by the realization of how horny she was for this stranger, and it was only two days until her wedding!&nbsp; Kelly's sky blue eyes simply watched, stunned as Damien's tongue played wet and luxurious upon her flesh, tasking her milky skin before doing another shot.<br><br>Rita crossed her arms and smiled, before putting on a sour face as her hired gigolo slowly made his way over to the sofa.&nbsp; "Any day now..." she whined.<br><br>The two women sat silently watching Damien as he sprawled out before them, every ripple of muscle and bulging vein on his manhood exposed to them.&nbsp; Kelly's face was impassive, pink lips pursed as she watched the gigolo stroke his growing manhood for them.&nbsp; Rita smiled, her eyes eager and seemingly urging him on.<br><br>"Time to lose the robe Kel," Rita snickered when Damien made his choice.<br><br>Kelly wasn't listening though.&nbsp; Absently, she stood and began to undo the tie of her robe, her mind seemingly frozen as she was caught up in the moment.&nbsp; "Well... we said it was fair for us to get a show, and he needs someone to look at, right?" she offered by way of rationalization.&nbsp; Her robe untied, <span class="bbc_u">Kelly (http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/0b/06-med.jpg)</span> let the garment fall away to expose herself to Damien's lusty gaze.&nbsp; Long, slender legs stretched on forever to the graceful flare of Kelly's hips.&nbsp; Between her thighs was bare, just a sliver of pink visible betwixt the smooth petals of her labia.&nbsp; Kelly's body was slender but with proportional sexy curves where it counted including a tight round bottom and full, ample breasts with perky nipples.&nbsp; Self-consciously she brushed her platinum blond hair back over her shoulder as her deep blue eyes watched Damien.&nbsp; She had been with one man for four years, the only one that had seen her naked in all that time, and now she was standing nude and letting a stranger masturbate as his eyes caressed her body.<br><br>Rita gave a sultry smile "Mmm... I bet that's going to have you rock solid in no time cabana boy!&nbsp; Do you like that smooth pussy?&nbsp; Kelly wanted a little surprise for her man on their wedding night, so we had a Brazilian wax done this morning."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Gigolo [Dirigible x Prolix Kiss]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dirigible</strong> on <strong>19-01-2011, 19:13:43</strong>
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				Grasping the backrest with one hand, Damien's shoulder rolled and tensed as he stretched decadently under his self-pleasuring. His pale blue eyes were heavy with sensuality as they played over Rita, but came to focus on Kelly as she slipped open her robe. Trailing his gaze up and down the diamond of flesh between her ribs and pelvis, he groaned slightly, the leather of the couch squeaking as he shifted his hard-muscled ass, wriggling in a more comfortable position.<br><br>His tongue ever so slightly slid out and played across his grinning lips as he blatantly admired Kelly from head to toe, his hand gliding up and down his shaft like an idling piston engine. He ogled her lithe legs, pert ass, subtle hips and proud breasts, a low moan forming in his throat. Damien tightened his grip, and the girls could see the veins and tendons in his forearm bulging as he made a fist around his cock, the length of flesh swelling up from his fingers. He pumped himself harder, hand jerking roughly from top to base, squeezing the base and palming the thick head. As his horny gaze ravaged Kelly's bare snatch, a pearl of pre-cum welled up at the tip of Damien's huge cock and rolled down the underside of the shaft.<br><br>“Mhhh... fuck, yeah. I love a smooth pussy... nothing to get in the way of my tongue,” he grinned provocatively at the blonde, but half in answer to the Latina girl. Damien tore his arm off the backrest with the sound of sweaty flesh coming away from leather, and dug his other hand under himself. His palm curled under his testes, and he groaned as he lifted and supported the two, nearly hen's-egg-sized globes to sit heavily in his hand. Cradling his cum-filled balls with one hand and stroking hard with the other, Damien's toes scraped across the carpet and he wriggled his shoulders against the couch, head thrown back to unleash a moan.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Gigolo [Dirigible x Prolix Kiss]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Prolix Kiss</strong> on <strong>20-01-2011, 03:13:20</strong>
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				Kelly's milky skin blushed a light rosy hue as Damien's lecherous eyes gobbled her up, ogled her ripe tits and gazed hungrily at her smooth sex.&nbsp; She felt like such a slut, and almost as if she was cheating on her fiance, as she let this hyper-sexed man stroke his huge manhood to her body, like she was some cheap stripper.&nbsp; It felt... great?&nbsp; No.&nbsp; It was embarrassing, and sexy, and... she was so confused.&nbsp; Kelly had initially resisted Rita's suggestion that she get the Brazilian wax, it seemed like something only a slut would do and seemed vaguely disgusting, like it played to male fantasies of deflowering young girls.&nbsp; Now Kelly felt hotter than she had ever in her life, a sex object for this strange man who wanted to taste her, to kiss her intimate lips and penetrate her smooth, sexy folds.<br><br>"Hmmm?&nbsp; You should be <em>so</em> lucky to get to taste our bride's royal pussy," Rita teased.&nbsp; She was pleased with the show Damien was putting on, no to mention his <em>size</em>.&nbsp; Damien's manhood looked out of place even on his strapping body, a real horse cock that the gigolo was obviously very proud of.<br><br>"Anyway, slow down there cowboy," Rita's sassy voice commanded "Because when you see <em>this</em> I don't want you to just blow your load in five seconds."<br><br><span class="bbc_u">Rita (http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f1/Portfolio-PM200103A1-11-lrg.jpg)</span> undid her loosely tied robe, and shrugged it off over shoulders in a smooth motion letting it pile at her feet.&nbsp; Tossing her hair, Rita smiled cockily as she exposed her smooth cafe-au-lait skin to the self-pleasuring Damien.&nbsp; "Skinny white girls are alright, but every man prefers the curves of a <em>real</em> woman," she said, running both hands up over her huge bust, the fingers indenting into the springy flesh.<br><br>"Better a skinny white chick than the chronic back problems you'll be having in your forties, <em>chica</em>," Kelly huffed, folding her arms.<br><br>Rita's tits were enormous, buoyant DDs that hung from her chest like plump, juicy melons capped with wide nipples.&nbsp; Her waist cinched like a 40s pin-up girl before blossoming into wide hips for a perfect hourglass figure.&nbsp; She was like a statue of a Mayan fertility goddess come to life.<br><br>"Mmm... you like these papi?" Rita said, pouting her lips "Try not too cum too quickly.&nbsp; I know it's hard since you spend all your time banging old crones for money, you just aren't used to even seeing a pair of beautiful women like us."<br><br>Rita sauntered over to where Damien was sprawled on the couch, jerking himself for the girls' amusement, her heavy globes swinging lightly, seductively.&nbsp; She knelt between his knees, her chocolate eyes fiery, as she examined the bulging veins of his rampant sex up close, watched his thick fingers fondling his heavy testes.<br><br>"When I ordered you, they told me you'd be giving us a lesson in deep-throating, so Kelly can give her new hubby something extra-special on their wedding night."&nbsp; Rita said.&nbsp; Behind her Kelly's jaw dropped a little, her azure eyes widened in shock.&nbsp; "Kelly is such a prude though, so maybe I can just demonstrate for her, OK?&nbsp; I admit you've got quite a rod there, how many inches again?&nbsp; You'd better have plenty for such an expensive professional-prick."<br><br>Leaning in, Rita stopped Damien's stroking hand at the base of his sex, and gave his long bulging cock a slow lick from his fingers to tip.&nbsp; Tracing the route of the pre-cum that had bubbled from his thick cock-head, Rita smiled at the taste of saltiness that played on her palette, before wrapping her lush lips over the tip.&nbsp; She sucked lightly, then let it pop free from her mouth.<br><br>"What about it?&nbsp; Think you can teach me to take that long dick of yours all the way down?
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Gigolo [Dirigible x Prolix Kiss]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dirigible</strong> on <strong>12-02-2011, 00:37:46</strong>
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				“Mhhhm,” Damien growled borborygmicly, smacking his lips shamelessly at the thought of eating Kelly's 'royal pussy', as Rita put it. He rolled his head back down to gaze at the dusky young woman, his hand slowing its strokes with obvious reluctance. Eyes that smouldered like blue embers widened as she confidently threw off her robe, exposing herself even more blatantly than the blonde.<br><br>His lips twisted in a seductive grin as Rita proudly displayed her almost exaggeratedly feminine hourglass of a body. “Ohhh fuck,” he groaned approvingly, squeezing the hilt of his shaft in a way that made it jut up, the head pulsing as he jiggled his ample balls in his palm. “You are one hot <em>señorita</em>. I could suck on those bountiful titties all night,” he rumbled, gazing up and down her figure. His big cock twitched as she fingered her equally generous bustline, another dollop of precum gleaming on the tip.<br><br>“Hell no,” he agreed with Rita's proud assessment. Damien turned his head so that he could take in both women at the same time. “I never seen two girls as hot as you. Never seem two girls I want to make <em>scream</em> in <em>pleasure</em> all night long as much as you.” He raised an eyebrow slightly at Rita as she strutted towards him, his hand tightening a little around his sac as he watched her breasts bounce. A gruff little breath tore from his firm, sensual lips as she knelt between his muscular legs, soft brown curves folding gracefully down. <br><br>He chuckled as she proved herself an unrepentant size queen, his hand releasing his girth and moving to brush through her thick brunette waves. He caressed her hair and the side of her face gently, but then his grip tightened just a little, showing off a fraction of the strength and roughness he was capable of. Damien forced Rita's face forward so that her nose was buried in the trimmed, soft weight of his balls. Then he pulled her slowly up, so that they rubbed against her lips, and his solid, textured, hot-iron shaft slid across her face. “That's <strong>ten</strong>, rock-hard, go-all-night inches, <em>chica</em>.” Damien smirked, and bucked his hips so the mass of his cock bounced against her cheek, the helmet against her brow. “You think your pretty little throat can handle all that?” It wasn't just length with which he was blessed, either... Damien could not fully encircle himself with one hand, and for either of the girls it would have taken two, easily.<br><br>He glanced up at Kelly, and slapped his hand hard on the leather seat next to him. “C'mere, blushing bride-to-be. You're going to want front row seats as I show your girl how to swallow cock.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Gigolo [Dirigible x Prolix Kiss]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Prolix Kiss</strong> on <strong>21-02-2011, 00:13:04</strong>
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				Rita smiled mischievously as she felt Damien's grip tighten on her voluminous hair, pulling her between his legs with his firm grip.&nbsp; Her nostrils were filled with the sweet, slightly sweaty, masculine musk of Damien's manhood as her lips and nose were thrust against his balls, relishing with delight at his dominant touch.&nbsp; Rita playfully tried to pull away, the slight sting of her hair being pulled only exciting her further as Damien rubbed the smooth flesh of his rock hard cock over her face, taunting her and daring her to try and take it all.<br><br>Kelly stayed quiet, her heart pounding in her chest, but she dumbly obeyed Damien when he motioned her to come.&nbsp; The erotic sight unfolding before her eyes with this gigolo and her best friend drew her in with a magnetic force.&nbsp; She succumbed to voyeuristic temptation and sat next to Damien on the couch, huddled to one side.&nbsp; Kelly pulled her legs up onto the couch with her, her thigh blocking a view of her smoothly shaved sex in a last concession to modesty, and fixed her eyes on Rita's playing with the gigolo's enormous cock.<br><br>"Mmm... I can handle it," Rita cooed, though she was hardly so sure.&nbsp; The length she felt she could handle, but the <em>girth</em>...<br><br>Rita wasted no time in taking on the challenge.&nbsp; Raising up high on her knees, the caramel skinned latina beauty's huge bust pressing between Damien's thighs and testes, Rita slipped the thick crown of Damien's head into her mouth and began to suck the gigolo in earnest.&nbsp; Brunette tresses cascaded into Damien's lap was Rita bobbed her head up and down, her plump lips stretched wide to accommodate the intimidating girth of his cock.&nbsp; Cheeks hollowed, she began to try to work her way down his shaft, slowly bobbing her way down it by increments with wet, slurping noises attesting to her effort.&nbsp; Rita could feel the pulsing of his desire throbbing through his hot manhood as she forced five, six, seven inches into her before nearly choking. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Gigolo [Dirigible x Prolix Kiss]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dirigible</strong> on <strong>08-03-2011, 23:32:07</strong>
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				As the fact that he'd been walking around stark naked in front of these two exceptional specimens of femininity intimated, bashfulness was not one of Damien's overriding traits. He'd stripped, he'd performed sex shows on stage... hell, sometimes he worked better with an audience. He was no more shy about his vocalisations as he was about his state of dress; he had no problem letting Rita know that what she was doing felt <em>good</em>.<br><br>“Ahhh... ohhh, fuck!” he growled, his ass lifting from the leather with a pop as he strained up at the feel of her lips engulfing him. Thigh muscles quivered like a horse's flanks as her breasts swelled up between them, and he scrunched her hair tight in his fist before releasing it and letting his hand drop to the caramel curve of her shoulder. His teeth locked together, caging an animal noise of pleasure for a moment as her sleek, shiny lips splayed around his crown. As she took the full head into her mouth his jaw cracked, unleashing the snarl. “Uhhhrrr! God, yes, that's what I like... a hot, tight little mouth! <em>Chica</em> knows how to suck cock!” His head rolled hard against the couch's backrest, and the man's face twisted in an expression that was half avid grin and half rictus of pain. When it felt so good, it was hard to tell the difference...<br><br>Damien throbbed hot and thick in Rita's mouth as she sucked and ambitiously inhaled her way down. He was a real jawbreaker. The veins along his length pumped and the hard ridges of his texture pulsed against her tongue and wide-open lips, sliding past her concaved cheeks towards her throat. “Huhhhnnn...” he exhaled roughly, his head tilting forward to watch as she gamely bobbed and sucked. “Not so fast, babe...” Damien murmured, his thumb pressing into her shoulder. “You don't just got for the prize... you show me you love it all, you lick and kiss every inch.”<br><br>He moved his hand to brush Rita's hair back, while the other slid over and stroked lightly up Kelly's smooth white back. The man glanced over at her with sinfully hot eyes as blue as a summer sky, and let the weight of his hand press down on her shoulder, encouraging her to lean a little further down. “Have a closer look. You see the way she gives her full attention to the cock, like she loves it, can't stop craving more? That's what drives a man wild... when a woman sucks him like it's what she wants most in the world, like she needs that cock inside of her.”
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