Secret Mistress

Tif said:
Megan

Sitting alone in the suite I sat and drank, probably more than I should have. I became restless realizing I would never get to sleep with everything that had happened over the last couple of days. I decided to go down to the bar and have a few drinks and see what was going on. I slipped a simple black dress over my head that was a little short but still covered everything it needed too and headed down stairs.
I was surprised to see Brad their talking with the girl from the hot tub. I took a seat in the corner and decided to watch the show. She was surrounded by men all wanting her attention, and seemed to ignore them all, damn I should have been a blond.
I ordered a drink from a passing barmaid that was doing the job I did untill yesterday. I sat back in the booth and watched the men try to get the young blonde girls attention.


Feeling slightly ignored at the bar, he takes his drink, turning he checks out the crowd in the rest of the bar, seeing a young raven haired lady, he steps toward her. "Drinking alone tonite, I can't let you do that...that is of course, assuming you'd like some company???" Flashing his million dollar smile he starts to sit...
 
Brad

We chatted briefly. She introduced herself as Amber. She seemed obsessed about my wedding ring. I finally slipped her a note with a room number on it, then turned to leave. That's when I noticed Megan in the corner. She was sitting with some guy and pretending not to notice me. Holy shit, I'd given her the suite. If Amber showed up... fuck it. I'd go up to the suite, shower and get ready for my dinner. If anyone showed up... well, I'd worry about that when it happened.
 
Megan

A young man with a dazzaling smile approached me and wanted to sit down. It looked liike Brad was headed home for the evening so I thought why not. Although I had already had to much to drink I said to the man as I extended my hand.

"Why not, as long as your buying" and flashed him a smile that usually got me a few free drinks.

Taking my hand He slid in close to me right away and introduced himself....
 
Timothy

"Just call me Timothy, or Tim." Her hand in mine as I slide close, our legs touching...tempted to let her hand go and slide mine to her thigh.
"What are you drinkin' I'll get another over here quick?" Smiling and looking her up and down, very obviously taking her in and very obviously impressed by her body. "And what's your name?"
 
Megan

As he slid close not letting go of my hand he undressed me with his eyes, obviously impressed with my body he stared at my chest and offered me a drink,
I smiled and replied "Long Island Iced Tea, and mine is Megan, Megan Lucci."
Not really needing another drink I let him order me one anyway and left my thigh pressed against his as we talked. He immediately let go of my hand and I found his hand on my thigh.
This guy wasn't wasting any time I thought to myself.

It might be lucky I have a suite in the hotel.
 
Timothy

My fingers lightly stroking her thigh as the cocktail waitress brings her drink. "You know, if you don't want to drink there's always something else we could be doing. We could dance," squeezing her thigh a little as I say this, "or maybe we could head upstairs." Not believing how desperate he sounds to himself, thinking he's going to get himself thrown out of the hotel if he doesn't behave, and almost not caring wanting her so badly.
 
Brad

The Presidential Suite had several rooms... a large and lavisly decorated livivng room with a balcony looking out over the park, a small study connected with a large wooden desk which shared the terrace and bookcases all around, and a large ornate bedroom with a huge connecting bathroom. I had a few hours before I needed to meet the Mayor. I went into the study and closed the door to catch up on some work and make a few phone calls.
 
Megan

As he stroked my thigh and spoke I sipped my drink listening to what he was saying. I really should get some sleep before the party tomorrow. A little sex might be what I needed to unwind and he was cute. I leaned into him, a little unsteady and whispered in his ear, as he squeezed my thigh, working his hand higher and higher "I have a suite upstairs, would you like to see it?"

Then I licked his earlobe and giggled a little.

His hand moved higher still, under my skirt, till it was next to my bare crotch and I became instantly wet. Knowing at that point I needed some release soon.
 
Timothy

"Megan, I would love to see your sweet, and you naked on the bed in your suite." Flicking a finger over your lips and then bringing it to mine, tasting you, and wanting more. I take your hand and we leave the bar, headed for the elevator, where you pick the floor and we go straight to your room.

As we step inside the door, I say "I've never cheated on my wife, or wanted to until this very moment." Pulling you close and kissing you, my whole body against yours wanting you almost painfully.
 
Megan

As we enter the suite I think to myself, I don't remember leaving the lights on, must have drank more than I thought.
I didn't have time to think any more about it as Tim pulled me close and began kissing me. I felt his tongue enter mine and his hand slide down the back of my dress to my ass.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him back leaning into him for support, a little tippsy from the alcohol. After a long kiss I broke away and said "This way lover" and turned and led him to the bedroom by the hand.

Once inside I slowly undid the zipper on my dress and let it slide to the floor revealing that I wore nothing underneath.I stepped out of the dress and stood before him, my body exposed my brown nipples standing out on my breasts, aching for his attention.
 
I quickly slipped out of my suit and stepped up to her, my lips dropping instantly to her nipples...sucking one until it was hard and then doing the same for the other. Slipping back to the first I nibble softly as my hands slide down her back and then squeeze her ass, one staying there the other slidign between us and teasing her lips.
 
Megan

His lips on my nipples, his hands seemed to be everywhere. I ran my fingers through his hair as he sucked my nipples and rubbed my lips making me wetter and wetter, al the while squeezing my ass.

We slowly made our way to the bed lying on our sides his hard cock nestled between my thighs I roll over on top of him allowimg my breasts to dangle infront of his face. He takes one into his mouth lightly biting it, bringing a moan from my lips, He moves to the other as I start to work his cock into my wet pussy.
 
Timothy

"OH god yes Megan! Get me inside you!" My hips rising to meet you but you just pull back taking me in a little at a time. My teeth slipping from one nipple to the other...loving the way they grow red and hard from all the attention.
 
Megan

I work his cock into me slowly rocking back and forth until I feel him deep inside me. He continues to bite my nipples, harder and harder each time causing them to grow red and swollen. I know they will be sore but I am enjoying the moment and don't care.

I begin to rock with him inside me rubbing my clit against him I feel him begin to move under me.
 
Timothy

"MMMM yeah Megannnn" Finally she's all the way down on me, grinding her clit against me and I start to rock my hips in little circles to accenctuate her rocking. Then I pull back and thrust up into her hard and deep, my teeth letting go of her nipples just sucking and flicking them with my tongue as I start to pump my hips up and down slamming my cock in and out of her*
 
Brad

As I worked at the desk I heard noises in the other room. Remembering that Megan was still staying here, I finished up what I was doing and decided to surprise her. I opened the door of the study but didn't see her. She must be back in the bedroom I thought. I decided to sneak up on her, surprise her big time, only I was the one that got the surprise. Standing in the dorway, I watched as Megan bounced up and down on a cock stuffed into her pussy. At first I felt anger and was about to storm in and make a scene, but the more I watched the more turned on I became. I felt my own hardness pressing into my trousers as I stared at her ass cheeks lifting and plummeting around the glistening cock stuffed between them. I slowly stripped and continued to watch. I picked up a bottle of baby oil from a nearby table and lubed up my engorged cock. I walked up behind them, climbed up on the bed and pressed up behind Megan, putting my lips near her ear... "This wasn't in the job description, Megan, but I can be a reasonable man."... I placed the tip of my cock against her tight asshole moving it up and down... "As long as you're willing to be accomodating as well."... I pushed hard and felt the head of my cock push through her sphincter...
 
Megan

I was so into riding the long cock below me I hardly noticed the weight on the bed until I felt someone behind me. I froze for a moment in fear until I heard Brads voice. Then I felt him slide his long cock gainst me asshole. I was a bit apprehensive about having to such large cocks inside of me but I held still as Brad placed his hand on my back pressing me forward against Tims chest and began to slide into me.

I felt the head of his member push into me stretching my sphincter against my already filled pussy. He continued to push into me pulling back a little, then pushing in a little further each time. I placed my mouth over Tims and began to kiss him as Brad quickly filled me with. I began to moan into Tims mouth with a combination of pleasure and pain.

With two cocks inside of me I was stretched so tight I was affraid to move and just lay sandwiched between the two men, my head spinning from a combination of the pain,pleasure and alcohol.

I felt Brad begin to slide in and out of my ass, grabbing it with his hands and squeezing and pulling my firm cheeks apart. His thrust becoming harder and harder.

Tim began to slowly rock underneath me while his tongue worked into my mouth, his hands sliding between us trapping my nipples between his thumb and forefinger. I could feel the cocks moving against each other inside of me. I was stretched so tight it felt as if I could feel every vein and ridge on them. I began to rock against them, letting go another moan.
 
Timothy

Nodding to the other man as he climbed up on the bed and slipped inside Megan's ass. He started to pump Megan faster as she held herself still. The two of them found a rhythm where one was deep in her and the other was pulling back and then when he thrusted in the other pulled back. She was always full of cock, it just depended if it was in her ass or pussy. Timothy continued to play with her nipples and lean in and suck and nipple them. Then as he was sucking hard on them he reached down and fingered her clit as they pounded her holes.
 
Megan

With both men inside of me I had never felt anything like this. I was always full of cock wether it was in my ass or pussy they had developed an unspoken plan between them to keep me filled at all times.

I felt Tim push me up into a kneeling position which pushed Brads hairy chest against my back. The courseness of it rubbing against my tender flesh, as Tim found my nipples with his mouth and continued with his sucking and nibbling on them, biting a little to hard every once in a while causing a moan to release from my lips and my pussy or ass to contract around wich ever was fully in me at the time. My nipples stood out, once brown, now red and swollen almost purple in color and they looked as if they were an inch long.

Tim's hand reached down and found my clit bringing another sensation to my body. I felt as if my body were on sexual overload. I was feeling so many thing. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest, my breaths coming ragged and labored. I could hear a roaring in my ears along with a woman moaning loudly and continualy, I soon realized it was me...
 
Brad

Her ass squeezed my cock as I punched my meat into her over and over. The three of us soon developed a rhythm that drove both cocks deep into her belly in alternate cycles. My hands found her warm tits, my fingers massaging and pinching her tender nipples. I sunk my teeth into the back of her neck, then traced my tongue up to her ear... "You love it, don't you... two cocks pounding your pussy and ass."... I slammed into her faster and faster, feeling the cock in her pussy doing the same. The pressure was incredible. I knew my release was near. Megan was moaning and squealing as if the pressure in her belly was building towards an intense explosion. I felt my balls shrink and my cock swell inside her tight passage... "Oh shit, Megan... ohmygod... I'm gonna cum baby... cum in your ass... oh... oh... yes... UUUNNNGGGHHH... AAARRGGHHH..." Hot jets of creamy liquid erupted from my shaft and filled her bowels. I pulled out and slammed into her again, flooding her asshole with another gush of cum. As I was pumping cum into her belly, I felt her body stiffen and beging jerking uncontrollably. I just continued thrusting into her until I was completely drained.
 
Megan

Brad reached around and grabbed my tits biting me on the neck, pulling and squeezing my nipples. Whispering in my ear, it was enough to drive me over the edge.
"Yes, Yes, I love it, Yes." I cried out loud over and over I felt my release come with the most intensity I had ever felt. I writhed on the cocks inside me as I felt Brad stiffen and thrust into me hard one last time. Filling me with his cum. Continuing to thrust into me untill he was finished.
Tim lay beneath me and thrust into me over and over not stopping through my orgasm leaving me no chance to catch my breath.
 
Timothy

Thrusting up into Megan again and again, I feel her cumming, her pussy spasming around me, I feel her stiffen as Brad lets go. Then as soon as he stops thrusting I let stop holding back..my hips thrusting erratically, pounding my cock deep into Megan again and again, and cumming so hard. Each thrust filling her with more cum...reaching down and rubbing her clit again as I pound her. "OOOOOOOOOHHHHHH YEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSS"
 
Amber

(OOC got busy and missed alot)

The dress was made of a light red silk and it clung sadistically to the curves of her lethal frame. She returned once more to take a seat at the familiar bar. Only one week left on this trip. The bar was quiet, dimly lit. She ordered a cosmopolitan as her finger twirled around the wide rim of the glass and listened absently to the chatter around her.
 
"Fuck you too Baby!" he said as he slammed the door of the cab. So much for a reconciliation! ...marry a goddamned movie star and see what
you get!

His sense of bravado was only skin deep. He'd been a big name in the art world for a long time but she'd been a bigger name in Hollywood for a lot longer. Fact was she could afford better lawyers than he could and he had a lot to lose...a
whole lot. Tomorrow there was one more meeting scheduled between them and after that it was all up to the shysters...

He'd struggled his way up in this City. From the Art Student's League to starving in the East Village, scrambling for paint, for brushes, for food. Years of shit piled on top of shit. He'd gotten to know the Big Apple all right, including
the rotten core. Then Harris found him. Saw his stuff. It clicked, a gallery affiliation, a show, buyers, publicity, fame and fortune, a ticket out. A home on the Riviera, A home in Sun Valley and then Monique. Monique Longet, the new Bardot!. Holywood's darling and Nick Mahan's wife.
He still had the villa on the Cote d'Azure. But he sure as hell didn't have the wife!

The bar was quiet, couples and singles scattered around. Dark, low music. A typical lounge in a high end hotel in NYC. He'd been to lots of these...
Sliding into a booth, he drummed his fingers on the table and waited for service.
There was knockout sitting at the bar that was for sure. The red dress clung to every delicious...

Damn this was the last thing he needed!
Or maybe it was exactly what he did need...
Nick got up from the booth and walked to the bar...
like a lemming drawn to the sea.



OOC...Nick Mahan is an internationaly known painter. His marriage to Monique Longet was publicized all over the slick and tabloid media 6 years ago as well as the stormy relationship that it quickly evolved into. He is nearing fifty. He's physicaly impressive at six feet and with the lean build of a boxer which at one time he was.
Deep brown eyes with flecks of gold peer from behind the wire rims which he often wears now. His hair is beginning to gray and he's as tanned as any sailor.
His temper is well known...
 
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