A Load in Every Hole Ch. 04 - Sex Stories

A Load in Every Hole Ch. 04

... back arched upwards and her breasts shaking from her orgasm.

"God Mark! I think I probably ought to save something for tomorrow, don't you?" she asked. "Too late for that now. And besides, you have an unlimited supply when you put your mind to it, you always have. You just tend to bury it when those desires become inconvenient."

I switched off the light and we were asleep within seconds.

***

"So, the home is absolutely perfect for you" Agent Mary said to Ty, "the front is beautifully understated, it says that this is a home of great substance without screaming that the designer wasted money on the façade, the enormous kitchen and dining area and free-flowing main room are perfect both for parties and more limited entertaining, the pool and grounds are immaculate, the back stables and fencing shield the entire back yard from the riding paths, which preserves your privacy for that entertainment, both the master bath and kitchen were completely updated two years ago, it has state of the art security, both outside and inside, it's ready to move in as all furnishings and art are available at the right price, and every square inch of the house is purposeful, unlike so many homes over 10,000 square feet, it has no dead space. At eleven five, it's an incredible bargain. Three years ago, you wouldn't have been able to touch this house for less than fifteen."

Mary looked better than fabulous. She'd worn the ultra-sexy business suit, blue-gray top and matching short ...

... skirt with the white t-shirt thin tube top which displayed both her toned abs and a hint of nipple. 1940s-styled silk hose with the vertical cord up the back, and six-inch spike heels from AJ's prop bin completed the look.

She had read and taken AJ's short "how to prep for a porn" handout very literally, procuring a fleet enema from the local CVS and clearing out her system, and hydrating like a mofo. She'd shaved her pussy bald except for a small triangle of her thick brown pussy fur above her clit.

The makeup artist thought Mary was as beautiful as I did and had decided, in her own words, to "stay the fuck out of the way," providing an alluring blue-lapis shading for the eyes, a slight upturned mascara on the edge of each eye and oversized earrings that picked up the blue in Mary's outfit.

The shoot took place in a home in one of Vegas' poshest neighborhoods. One side held a PGA tour quality golf course, and the other side backed up to a local range of high hills. The stately homes lining the main drag had to be eight figures apiece. When we pulled into the slot left for our SUV, the camera crew was there filming, waiting to see if Mary would bolt and make a short day of it.

Introductions were...bizarre. How does a man stand by and shake hands with three guys he knows are about to screw his wife silly and act like it's a chance meeting at the grocery store? Mary had a script, but I had none for what I would be doing that day, and I was as anxious as she was, maybe ...