Suburban Crossfire (Closed for BeachBum25)

Bill moved in and out of his wife's tight pussy. He loved the way they moved together. Her pussy gripped his cock perfectly as he moved in and out of her. She moved her body expertly to match his movements. They were perfect together.

They both started moving their bodies faster. Their rhythm had them on a collision course with their orgasms. They were going to cum together, and it was going to be amazing for both of them. This is how good they were together.. "Oh, hell yes baby."

As he felt Heather's pussy begin to spasm and her body begin to shake, he began to shoot his cum deep into her tight pussy. They came together in mind-blowing orgasms. "Fuuuuuck, you are so good baby." He dumped his giant load of cum into her, and, when he pulled out, he shot more on her ass and back... some of it hitting her dress. He knew she would be pissed off about that.

Standing up, he pulled Heather to her feet. He took her in his arms and kissed her deeply, passionately. When he broke the kiss, she commented about his cum on her dress and said she needed to get out of it right away. She told him it was up to him to make sure that the caterers were cleaned up and that all the people were gone and that he locked up the house. Then she told him she would wait up for him.

Bill kissed her again and watched as she walked away. He picked up her panties off the floor of the gazebo, and pulled his pants up. Once he was presentable, he headed back toward the house; looking around to see if the caterers were finished and gone so that he could go upstairs and join his wife.

Alex was shocked. He had taken a chance by touching the girl; something he never would have thought of doing before, and now she was backing away from him. "What are you doing? You don't have to leave. Nobody will know you were here. It will be our little secret." He reached out for her; hoping she would come back to his bed.
 
Just then Alex and Regina heard his parents door open and close.
"Yeah I gotta jet" she said quickly going to the door. She did not notice her buttons were undone as she slipped out of Alex's door with shoes in hand and padded down the stairs. She was almost to the front door when she ran directly into Mr Jefferson as he turned from locking it.

Regina froze holding her shoes and her blouse awkwardly buttons as her open bra and breasts were visible.

"I was just leaving" she said trying to step by the older man.
 
Bill walked around the house and it seemed that everyone from the caterers was gone and that everything had been cleaned up. He checked the back door and the door to the veranda, before heading to check to make sure the front door was locked.

After locking the front door, he turned around and was shocked to see the bartender heading toward the door. She looked disheveled; her blouse was unbuttoned and her bra was showing, and she had her shoes in her hand.

"Oh, you are just leaving? Where were you? Is there another member of the catering company here that you were finishing up with? Were you upstairs with my son? Or maybe it was my son's fiancee you were with." He looked at her with a wicked smile and remained standing in front of the door; blocking her exit.

"You are in my house all alone. Perhaps I should inform your employer about this. I am not sure why you are here. Maybe you were casing the joint to set us up to be robbed. Maybe you have something on you that belongs to us. I should probably pat you down to make sure you aren't stealing anything."
 
Regina's jaw drops as Mr Jefferson runs through the possible explanations for her presence, none of them good.

"Oh no Mr Jefferson I was.. uh" she stammered unsure how to answer then just closed her mouth. She was looking into Mr Jefferson's eyes knowing he had all the cards and could play any game he wanted. The way he had flirted earlier certainly brought Regina to expect some favor of a sexual nature to be needed to gain exit.

She put her arms down submissively as he took her in head to toe.

"I really need this job. Please don't tell my boss" she said pathetically sad. She let that linger as he being a card player let the air between them vibrate with the unsaid knowing she had more to offer. Finally she folded "how can I make this right?" she said bowing her head submissively and pushing out her chest just enough to be an offering.
 
"You want to know how to make it right? There are so many ways that you can do that, but right now, I am not sure that I can trust you. I find you sneaking around my house, which tells me that I have to be careful with you. Something tells me that you will do whatever necessary to get what you want."

He reached out and put his fingers to her chin and raised her head. Looking into her eyes, he smiled at her. "You were standing out on the veranda watching, weren't you? You saw me with my wife out there and you decided you wanted some action. You were with my son. You figured that he would be able to give you some of what you saw me giving my wife. Right?"

He could see in her beautiful green eyes that he was fairly accurate in his assessment of the situation. He took her by the wrist and led her to the bar. Once there, and out of sight and sound of the upstairs bedrooms, Bill laid down the law for the hot redhead.

"You want to keep your job, here is how it is going to be. You are going to keep your hands off of my son. If I find out that you are anywhere near him, the phone call I make will have you out of a job so fast it will make your head spin, and you will never find another job around here... EVER. Am I clear?"

Seeing her lower her head and nod, Bill continued. "That is the first part to you keeping your job. The second part is that you are going to make yourself available to me whenever I want you. I am going to enjoy that hot body of yours, and I will make sure that you will enjoy our get-togethers. Don't think about using them to try to blackmail me. Nobody will take your word over mine."

He paused for a minute to see if she had any objections. Then, he began to unbutton the remaining buttons on her blouse. "What I am thinking is that you really wanted to spend some time with me, but figured my son would be a good replacement. Trust me, there is no way that you would get anything from him that was even close to what I am going to give you."
 
Regina was not excited to be this man's slave but she needed the gig. Being a resourceful girl she had an idea that may help her climb the social economic ladder that she was looking up from the bottom even with her pretty green eyes and flaming red hair.

She smiled and let him take her breast in his hand before speaking. "Are you sold on that woman for your son?" she said with a look that said "I could test her honor." She continued "although your son is sold on her, and not me" she said rolling her eyes "the sexy blonde may stray. She gave me a look I am fairly confident was not innocent."

She saw the man's wheels turning as he continued feeling her breast and rolling her stiff nipple in his fingers.
 
"So, you have a plan that you feel will have my son's fiancee going astray. That could be a good thing to find out before the wedding for both him and for me, but my question to you is: What is in it for you?"

He continued to caress her breast. Her erect nipple, protruding through her bra, pressed into the palm of his hand. There was something about her that Bill found incredibly attractive and sexy. Perhaps it was the combination of her looks and what he was perceiving as a devious mind.

"Of course, the biggest question in all of this is: How do I benefit? My son is what he is. I will not see much of them because, if he stays with my company, he will be managing a remote office and I will rarely see them. I plan on being around for a long time, so, the little golddigger upstairs isn't going to see any REAL money for quite a while. So, how do I benefit from you coming up with a plan to make her stray?"

While waiting for her response, he caressed her breast more firmly and began to pull on her nipple as it pressed through her bra. He stared directly into her mesmerizing eyes as he licked his lips in anticipation of her response.
 
"well" she said as she brought her hands to his shoulders and neck and looked him in the eye with her emerald lasers. "Perhaps you would prefer someone in the family who understands the way of the world. Someone willing to show her appreciation for access to the finer things, unlike that gold digging prude upstairs?" she said with the confidence of a man making a business deal. "Perhaps once I make enough noise in her room with her and you discover us, I could become the one in the guest room?"

Regina was working fast and taking chances as she saw an opportunity for the life she always dreamed of.

"What do you think?" she said leaning into Bill and letting his hand take her full Irish breast as her pelvis pressed against his, "would you like to take this path instead?"
 
Bill watched the bartender make her move. She was making one hell of a play. She was playing both sides. She was going to go after his son, or after him, whichever got her into the best situation. She had to figure she had nothing to lose.

"If I catch you with her, how is that going to put you in my son's good graces? It will elevate you in my eyes, but I don't see how it gets you into a position with him. Of course, you are better off being in my good graces than his. There isn't much he can do for you without me."

He caressed her breast harder... pulling lightly on her nipple. "How about, you get a little of what you wanted from my son, and then you can try out your plan on his gold-digging fiancee. You never know, your plan may work."
 
Regina listened to the man as her blood began to simmer feeling him against her.

"Your son is like any man. If one women willing to fuck you disappears and another appears there is little keeping him from wanting to fuck the new girl just as much" she said with the kind of cold calculated impersonal logic a man might show. This willingness and cool demeanor was unique in a world of fragile emotional women. They would call Regina psycho but she was getting the sense that Mr Jefferson was not quite that judgemental.

"I do want some Mr Jefferson" she said softly as his hand tightened with unconscious excitement "and I will do whatever you tell me... to keep from telling my boss." Her lips were now an inch from his as her eyes softened and looked away submissively.
 
He reached around her and slid his hand slowly up her back. His fingertips moved up her spine as he pressed her even tighter to him. Their lips were almost touching, when he moved his hand behind her head and wrapped her hair in his fingers.

Using her hair, he pulled her head back and smiled at her as he looked into her gorgeous eyes. "Listen here little miss bartender... I didn't get where I am by being naive. I know what you are trying to do. This is more than a move to try to save your bartending job."

Removing his hand from her breast, Bill stepped back from the hot bartender. "You over-played your hand dear. You had the chance to keep me from calling your employer and telling them you were sneaking around my house after the rest of the workers were gone, but, instead, you went for much much more. You talked about the gold-digger upstairs; what makes you any different than her? Well, other than the fact that you are much more attractive."

Without waiting for her response, Bill took her hand and led her toward his office. Once inside, he closed the doors and locked them. "Now, let's see if you are willing to reconsider what you had in mind and work on some terms that I find to be much more reasonable."
 
Regina was shaken as she was pulled by this man. Suddenly she was in a closed office and he had just locked the door. She had been here before but never after being called for leveraging her position quite this much. Mr Jefferson seemed angry but he was not getting her fired yet.

"I am so sorry" she started "you are right" she said quickly backing away from him. "I deserve to lose my job and hopefully that is all." she laid it on thick now standing with her back to a large bookcase.

She looked at him in silence having little else to say. She assumed they were pretty far away from the sleeping people in the house and with the door locked, and she being there well past work hours, there was not much she could say.

Accepting her fate she said "how can I make this right?"
 
"The way to make it right is to stop playing your silly, childish games. You take me for a fool dear, and I find that quite offensive." He paused for a moment, staring at her as she stood with her back to the floor to ceiling bookcase. She was good, he thought. She was not giving in completely. He liked that.

"What you have to understand is that, I am going to get my way. There are a couple of directions that this can take. It can go very well for you, or, it can go not-so-well. That choice is yours. Hell, in the end, you could end up with my son... if that was what you really wanted."

Bill moved over and sat behind his desk in the large leather chair. "Now, if you want to enjoy this, come over here and join me and let's see what kind of terms we can settle on. I am pretty sure that you will be very pleased with the outcome."

His eyes roamed over her body. He could almost see her mind racing. He wondered if she would continue with her game, or if she would relent, and enjoy what could be the beginning of a very rewarding relationship; one that could be rewarding physically and financially.
 
Regina watched the man, she had only met tonight move to his chair. He was a powerful man and acted like it. This was not the turn on for Regina it was for many girls, but she knew there was nothing to gain from taking the high road.

She slowly began pulling her blouse from her skirt and finishing the job of unbuttoning it Bill had begun. She looked up at him watching as she let it slide down her arms and off with her bra he hadn also unclasped in the front.

She looked up at him and waled towards the desk. She unclasped the side of her black min skirt and then began unzipping it as she rounded the desk. Her long red hair over her shoulder and down to her milky porcelain breast. her pink nipples were stiff with excitement as she stood within reach of the man in his chair watching her. She bent at her waist and slid the skirt down as she remained in her heels and nothing else.

She stood up and looked at him waiting briefly, before kneeling in front of him and putting her hands on his knees as he turned the chair to face her..

"Is this a more adult game you are interested in?" she said rubbing the tops of his knees.
 
Bill watched as the bartender moved toward him; undressing as she moved. She was spectacular. His cock grew harder in his pants as his eyes moved over this magnificent specimen of a woman. There was just something about her that he found so attractive. It was more than her beauty and her body. It was her whole attitude. He wanted her, and not just for tonight.

As she kneeled in front of him, he looked into her mesmerizing beautiful green eyes. Bill reached down and ran his hand through her striking red hair, while his other hand moved down and cupped her firm breast. He rolled her nipple through his fingers as he maintained eye contact with her.

"Tell me about these adult games that you are speaking of." He smiled at her as he caressed her breast harder and pinched and pulled her nipple. There was no way that he could have hidden his arousal even if he wanted to. His big cock was very evident as it pressed against his pants.

"I am sure that the adult game you mentioned is something we will both enjoy. You may look at this as a way for you to save your job right now. I think that in the end you will find that it has nothing to do with your job, and it has everything to do with an incredible amount of pleasure that we both experience."
 
Regina smiled the smile of a woman with no choice. She reached up and felt his big stiffness as she opened his belt and pants and lowered his zipper as he leaned back releasing her breast and nipple.

"I assume a game of cock boobing would be acceptable" she smirked as her strong thin fingers wrapped around his shaft and pulled it free of the material. "and what a cock to bob on" she sighed in the sexiest voice he had ever heard. She stroked him slowly and looked up at his smiling face.

"May I?" she asked having forgone insolence for submission, her eyes dropping from his to his cock and then back.
 
Bill watched as the bartender unzipped his pants and freed his big, hard cock. He was certain that she was not real excited about being with him right now, but he was hoping to change the way she felt about spending time with him.

"Cock bobbing is a good way to start the games I believe. We may have to proceed to some vaginal explorations after that." He placed his hand behind her head and pulled her face to his large cock. The thought of her lips wrapped around his shaft made his member jump.

"I want you to enjoy the cock bobbing." He grasped his cock in his free hand and caressed her cheeks with it. He smiled down at her as their eyes met. Bill slid the swollen head of his cock over her lips, but did not push it into her mouth.. not yet anyway.

"If my son turned you away, he is a bigger fool than I thought he was. Let me make it up to you. I apologize for my son being a moron and not enjoying such an incredible woman as yourself. I will please you tremendously as a form of apology." With that, he pressed his hips to the bartender and pushed the head of his cock to her lips.
 
The key rattled in the lock as Heather worked to open the door sure Alex and Tabitha were going at it against her wishes. The sound was missed by both Bill and Regina who how had a mouth full of one of the biggest cocks she had ever seen.

Heather burst and stopped in her tracks. Bill looked at her but Regina was unaware of her entrance and continued moaning and slurping up and down Heather's husbands cock.
 
Bill made no move to stop the bartender from what she was doing. He looked at Heather and then down at the hot redhead sucking his big, hard shaft. His hand behind her head guided her up and down on his cock as his wife stood there staring at them.

He started to move his hips in rhythm with the movement of her hot mouth on his shaft.... pushing his cock deeper... pressing it to her throat. Looking back to Heather, "she is an incredible cocksucker... something you have never been fond of doing." Then he looked back to the bartender. "Don't stop... keep doing what you are doing. You are fucking amazing."

He motioned for Heather to come toward him. "Don't act like such a prude. I know about your previous escapades. You can stand there and act all pissed off, or you can get over here and join us. The choice is yours."

He pulled the bartender off his cock and stood her up. "Heather, just look at how amazing she is. There is no way I was letting her get out of here without enjoying just how wonderful her body is. And guess what.... your son pushed her away. This incredible woman was in your son's room and was rejected by him. I thought you taught him better."

Bill sat the bartender on his desk and spread her legs wide. He leaned in and kissed her inner thighs. Then, he began to nibble and lick higher until his tongue found her silky pussy. Slowly, he began to lick; his tongue dragging over her folds as his hands moved up to her firm tits and began to caress them.
 
Heather watched and listened with a blank expression. She was wearing a pair of pajamas, white with red hearts that were far too baggy to show her wonderful body. She moved to the couch on the side of the room and pulled a cigarette and a lighter from her pocket.

"I expected about this much, although I did not expect the help." she says with her snotty upper crust attitude. She lights the cigarette and sits with her legs open as her free hand gently touches herself. She inhales and blows the smoke up as she watches the bartender's face show the pleasure her husband is giving her.

"Don;t worry honey, that tight young cunt is gonna be gone soon enough and then all you got it what you got" Heather says confidently. "And I got a lot" she adds and then inhales again. She stamps the cigarette out in the ashtray on the table next to the leather couch and then opens her top and massages her breasts. Then she stands and slides her bottoms off. She walks over and stands over the woman who is upside down on the desk. Heather reaches out and massages the bartenders breasts and sighs "You do have good taste Bill."

Heather looks down as Regina is somewhere between orgasmic and horrified.

"I guess if you are going to cum on my husbands face, I am going to cum on yours" Heather says then leans over and kisses the woman who eager opens and inhales Heather's tongue before Heather breaks their lip lock and lifts one knee on to the desk next to Regina's head and then the other. She looks at Bill who is watching as he tongue fucks his Irish bar whore.

"He eats pussy well, doesn't he?" Heather asks looking down at the woman under her. "Show me how you do it" she says lowering her hips and covering the red lips of their bar tender with her more than ready crotch.
 
Watching Heather slow play it made Bill smile inside. he knew what she was doing. She wanted control of the situation, but he was not going to give it to her. He knew enough about her that he was confident that she would gladly join him and the bartender.

When Heather moved over the bartender's face and directed her to eat her pussy, Bill sucked the bartender's clit into his mouth and reached up and grabbed his wife's firm tits. He sucked hard on the redhead's clit as he slowly circled and then flicked her button.

His hands attacked his wife's tits. He loved them and he knew that she liked it when he played with them. He pulled at heather's nipples as his tongue flicked over the bartender's clit. In his mind, the night couldn't be going any better.

Bill sucked harder on her clit. Then, he took it in his teeth and pulled on it harder. His tongue moved over it faster and faster. Additional motivation was provided by the moans and squeals coming from the lips of both women.

He released the redhead's clit and pushed his tongue back into her hot, wet pussy. He tonguefucked her deeper and faster as he pulled harder on his wife's nipples. He wanted them to cum together... the bartender on his face and his wife on the bartender's face.
 
"OH yeah girl" Heather groaned as she slowly rotated around Regina's head. "OH yeah right there, you know the spot" Heather moaned watching her husband enjoy the young sweet pussy. "I see from your juices on my husbands face , AHHhhh" Heather was interrupted by a powerful movement of Regina as she tried to speak. She feel forward and was nearly face to face as Regina was working her from clit to ass.

"OH! Yeah! Girl!" Heather bucked back as she was quickly reaching orgasm. "You really can spot them hon"she said to her husband now dripping with the bartenders juices. "She can fucking eat pussy!" Heather howled rocking back up and onto the red heads face. "I may let you fuck her as good as she is eating me" heather said bringing a smile to Bill's face. He sat up and watched as Heather massage Regina's tits then her own and then ran her hands up through her blonde hair as she began to shake. She opened her eyes suddenly and looked at Bill as Regina was tweaking her clit as she sucked on it and hummed the whole time sending Heather into rapture.

She shook with intensity finally gasping for air as she flooded the poor girl with her cum.

"Oh god!" she gasped "oh fucking god!" she repeated as she moved back off the desk and fell onto the couch still shaking as her hands clutched between her legs.

Bill was standing with Regina's legs on either side of him. before Heather hit the leather couch.
 
Bill pushed his pants down around his ankles and stepped out of them. He laid his thick, hard cock on the bartender's pussy and then began to unbutton his shirt as he looked at his wife sitting on the sofa. He smiled at her as he removed his shirt and dropped it into the chair.

Looking down at the hot redhead sprawled over his desk, Bill winked at her. "It would appear that my wife is a fan of the way you eat pussy. You should be proud of yourself, because she is not an easy woman to please."

Sliding his cock along her wet pussy, Bill reached down and pulled the bartender's face to him. Let me taste my wife's cum on your lips and tongue. I am sure that it is an incredible elixir that cannot be matched."

As he kissed the bartender, he pressed the swollen head of his cock to her tight pussy. Moving his hips into her slowly, he parted her lips and pressed his cock inside her. The redhead's pussy gripped his cock tightly as he gave it to her slowly. Soon, he was buried deep in her tight cunt.

"fuck me with your tight cunt. Move your hot body with mine." He began to move his hips.. fucking the bartender slowly and deeply. He filled her so good with his big cock.. stretching her pussy.

Looking at his wife, he nodded his head. "Get over here. You are not finished. I know you want more." he pulled the bartender closer to the edge of the desk and began to fuck her deeper, faster and harder. "Look how well her tight pussy takes my big cock."
 
Heater looked wihtout speaking as Bill was clearly enjoying the help.

"She may be getting you off but I keep your seed" Heather said as Regina looked at her on the verge of orgasm. Heather walled over and knelt next to Bill as he used the bartender on his cock.

"In my face baby, I don't want to taste that bitch" Heather hissed as Bill smiled and neared orgasm.

Regina was so turned on bu this scene she could help herself and jerked and grunted with orgasm. Bill acted as though he did not noticed as he continued to pump his cock into her perfect body. She clutched at her porcelain breasts as her face showed the intensity of the pleasure surging through her like lightening in a transformer about to explode.

"Cum for me" Heather moaned pushing her tits up and facing her husband who was sweating and red in the face. "Spray your seed all over me" she sighed.
 
He fucked the bartender so good; filling her with his thick, hard cock again and again. He stretched her pussy so good with his big cock, and her pussy gripped him tightly. His wife's reaction made this whole scene even hotter.

Bill felt the redhead's pussy spasm and he saw her eyes roll back into her head as her body shook in orgasm. He could tell by her reaction that it was a very intense orgasm, and he loved the idea of the hot bartender coating his cock in her cum.

Pumping his hips, he fucked the bartender through her orgasm. He continued to give her his hard cock as he moved closer and closer to cumming. His wife urged him on. It was obvious that she was feeling slutty and he was really turned on by her demands that he cover her in his cum.

As he got closer, he pulled his cock out of the bartender's tight cunt and turned to his wife who was kneeling before him. He exploded; shooting giant ropes of his thick cum over his wife. His cum covered her perfect tits and her beautiful face. She looked glorious covered in his cum.
 
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