Leased Women Nude Auction Pt. 05 - Arrival - Sex Stories

Leased Women Nude Auction Pt. 05 - Arrival

... finger to keep it wet and he got in maybe to the knuckle. I kept looking behind me and just the sight of two uniformed men gleefully watching my asshole get finger-fucked set me off for the fourth time that flight. This time I screamed and the two men laughed and put their headphones on.

But... back to the tarmac. Rich and I were maybe three hundred feet from the plane. It was being swarmed over by cleaners and mechanics. They kept occasionally stopping and looking over at me. At first I waved, then I did a sexy little dance. I shook my titties at them, I thrust out my pussy, then I turned around, bent over, and spread my asscheeks. We could hear the applause.

"You didn't have to do that," Rich said, barely looking up from his cellphone.

"They work for Dennis? They're not invited to his estate, right? No naked Pixies for them? Well, I just gave them one to remember."

Now he looked up. "You are..." he shook his head. "Probably too good for Dennis... definitely too good for me! Put in your three-month lease, then seriously think about working for Central Pink. They will set you up: worldwide travel, excitement; whatever and wherever you want. But when you're working you will be working naked and giving non-stop pleasure. Look at you: a naked pleasure girl; that's what that body of yours was made for."

The limo pulled up and about the nineteenth male in eight hours looked me over. He nodded his approval. Rich was more relaxed as we rode.

"The estate isn't far ...

... as the crow flies, but there's all these hills and valleys. Dennis may act like a boorish lout at times, but he has two true loves: fine wine, and beautiful naked women. Once he heard about Central Pink, everything came together. He adopted their rules for his own female employees. They must be: 'nude, or barely dressed. If the latter, their clothing must be minimal, exceptionally revealing, and/or appearing to be falling off their bodies.' That's actually in his employee manual."

"Who will greet me tonight?"

Rich smiled and put his hand on my knee. I was stark naked next to him but he so loved touching my legs.

"The staff, led by Madame Arnaud, will greet you like the princess that you are. Madame is technically in charge of all staff--including Pixies--but you are really Dennis's property. He tries to stay here two of seven days a week; and his Pixies--especially his Prime Pixie--they are his true loves, his ongoing project in the ultimate process of giving and receiving naked female pleasure."

I watched the rolling countryside; the vineyards at one point everywhere around us.

"You asked me who the Devil was in this production. I know: that was seven hours ago! Let me tell you the very last scene of 'The Charlotte Chronicles:'

Charlotte has hooked up with a group of 'intellectual nudists.' They are current and former professors and students of a nearby university. They've taken over an abandoned artist's colony in the forest. They come and go: always naked, ...