("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._ `6_ 6 ) `-. ( ).`-.__.`) (_Y_.)' ._ ) `._ `. ``-..-' _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,' (((' (((-((('' (((( K R I S T E N' S C O L L E C T I O N _________________________________________ WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ Scroll down to view text -------------------------------------------------------- This work is copyrighted to the author © 2008. Please don't remove the author information or make any changes to this story. All rights reserved. Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- The Bread Winner by Grumpy (address withheld) *** A high priced call girl accepts a new customer while her significant other monitors the meeting. (MF, intr, voy) *** She was standing nude in front of the full length mirror when I entered the bedroom. I stopped and admired the view, both rear and front, as reflected in the mirror. Her eyes met mine in the mirror. Kay is petite at five foot tall and less than 110 pounds. She is not skinny, a well formed butt, small pointy breast, slim waist, a slight pooch to the stomach area and legs, beautiful legs that accent her buttocks and waist. At age 30 she could still pass as a teenager. "Should I shave?" she asked. "Why, I not into little girls." "A couple of my customers have suggested it." "The hell with them, I like the way you look." I met Kay in college and after we became close she confessed that she was a very high priced call-girl with a small select group of customers that provided sufficient income to pay for her college and allowed her to live in comfort. She said she would quit her profession if and when we married. We married in a very private non-sanctioned ceremony soon after graduating and she did quit but it lasted only a year before she decided she should supplement our income. It was to be a short term until we became financially solvent but the purchase of property outside the city and a loyalty to customers dictated a need to continue. She had four customers, all highly regarded and very wealthy business men. It was a very private arrangement monitored by an ex-customer that was head of a prestigious law firm. There were no other parties involved, only Kay and her customers. She went to great lengths to assure complete anonymity for her customers. When a customer decided to end the relationship, she would accept recommendations for a replacement and would do a thorough background check before selecting a replacement. Our property was extensive and we had split off a small piece and built a small, comfortable second house at the far end of the property. Legally the house was owned by a corporation that existed only on paper with a CEO that was non-existent. Her ex-client lawyer's firm handled all the legal details. "What should I wear?" "The black dress." "I like that one, always appropriate." "Is this your new client?" "Yes, he's young, 40. Has a wife and family, very solid." "Has he paid?" "Yes, an account has been set up and money deposited." "Well, I guess I'll check out the video equipment and make sure everything is working. What time?" "He'll be there by eight so it may be a long night for you. Oh, by the way, he's black." "Are you sure about this, blacks seem to want to humiliate/denigrate women." "I think he's different, Harvard grad. Seems devoted to his family, honest and sincere." "If he's so devoted, why is he doing this?" "He may have a Lolita complex. At our first meeting he could hardly keep his hands to himself and was definitely excited. He knows the rules." "Okay." I walked to the house, arriving at about 6:30, I checked the camera/voice recording system, made sure the wine, snacks were in place. Kay arrived about 7:30 and checked to make sure I was in the recording room. She then spent some time lighting candles and re- arranging pillows, doing things to make the place look lived in. I watched her on the cameras and listened to her as she moved about, occasionally flashing a leg and smiling towards the camera, knowing I was there. I didn't need to be there but made it a practice to be on-site whenever she had a new client (second new client in the last six years). We always reviewed the tapes together before digitally converting and encrypting them and shipping the DVD to storage. The client arrived on schedule with flowers and wine, he acted as if he was a teenager on a first date but within a matter of minutes, Kay had him comfortable and talkative. She never ventured into the private areas of a clients life but stayed within neutral areas. After a couple of glasses of wine, Kay stood without a word, adjusted her dress, made sure the client had a very good profile view, looked at him and marched proudly into the bedroom. The client almost upset a wine glass in his haste to follow her. Kay took charge, motioning him to set on the bed (to neutralize the height difference between them), she then pulled her dress above her knees, and climbed onto the bed, taking him in her arms and giving him a long kiss. His hands roamed in a hesitant manner over her body, cupping the sweet cheeks of her bottom in each hand, moving down her legs via the slit in the side of the dress. His hands disappeared into the dress moving to again cup her ass, a smile when he realized there was only the dress. Kay begin undressing him, his coat and shirt tossed on the chair next to the bed. She pressed him backwards swinging his body so that he lay stretched out bed. She then straddled his legs, unbuttoning his trouser and tugging them down, stopping to remove the shoes and socks and then finishing the removal of the pants. He lie there in boxer shorts, a pronounced tent formed by a very erect penis. Kay stood on the bed and removed her dress, tossing it on the chair. She stood there, a leg on each side of the client, knowing the lighting was such that every part of her body was well lighted. I could see the redness of her labia, the soft tuft of brown hair capping her womanhood, her nipples hard at the end of small proud breast. She stepped forward and then gently sat down on his chest, her labia opening, showing the tiny thin inner lips and the pink of her treasure to which the client's eyes remained glued. She leaned forward on her arms, moving her body forward and slowly lowered herself onto his mouth. His hands were on her back slipping down to her ass again and finally to her thighs where his fingers intruded between his face and her genitalia, his tongue working her small delicate clit. I could see her stiffen, she had never had an orgasm this early in the foreplay, his tongue must know how to work a clitoris, his hands shifting back to her ass, fingers wet with her flow. The large hands completely covered her ass, pulling the cheeks apart, exposing her rosebud, a finger pressing against it. Kay shuddered, her flow coating her inner thighs. Abruptly she moved away, swinging her body and legs so that she was kneeling beside him, pulling on his boxers as he lifted his bottom to assist her, her hand reaching into the boxers to straighten his penis, the boxers sliding down, removed and tossed on the chair. She sat back admiring a coal black cock of at least 9 inches, fat, larger in diameter than any of her other clients although not the longest. She leaned forward, kissing his chest, his nipples working her way down his torso until finally there was only the prick, the head standing somewhat above his lower belly. She placed her small hand on it, able only to grasp it about half way around. She then kissed the head while slowly stroking with her hand. Her tongue started working on the opening, licking the pre-cum, washing the head with her saliva. She didn't engulf it with her mouth, she didn't need to for he suddenly stiffened and as Kay jerked her head back he shot a rope of cum that sailed over his head splattering the head board of the bed. Another three or four ropes followed covering his face and upper body. They both laughed as Kay reached for the warm wash cloth on the night stand. They wiped up the cum, Kay relinquishing the wash cloth to the client as she reached for a sterile wipe, using it to clean his cock head after which she carefully placed it on the table. It would be used for DNA evidence if ever needed. Kay lie down next to him, encouraging him to explore her body, both manually and orally, she opened her legs as he caressed her small breast, his large hands completely hiding them, he continue down her body, one hand opening her vulva, his eyes fixed on her vaginal opening, a finger entering her working her G spot as her body stiffened again, her legs clamping his hand in position as her body shuddered again. He was impatient, removing his hand he shuffled until he was between her legs, moving them until they rested on his chest, her size not allowing them to reach to his shoulders. Guiding with his hands, he rubbed his cock up and down her flowing crack. Kay, now also in a hurry reached down, grabbing his cock and positioning it. He applied gentle pressure, spreading her lips, half the head disappearing between them, more pressure and the head popped in, Kay gasping, sucking in a breath and holding it as he slowly penetrated her, her belly swelling with the intrusion. She had had longer pricks but I could see by the images that this fat prick was distressing her. Her legs straightened somewhat shoving him back until he was almost fully withdrawn. She smiled at him, telling him to wait until she got used to it. When she was ready, she grabbed her thighs just above her knees pulling them to her chest, elevating her vagina as he slowly sank full depth into her. The camera in the head board showed her stomach bulging, accommodating his fat prick. He then began a slow but firm fucking, driving into her, causing her small body to move as his ball sack slapped against her ass cheeks, coating themselves with her flow. He placed his hands on each side of her head then leaning forward, her face under his chest as he began in earnest to fuck her, her body shaking as he withdrew, tiny lips clinging to his cock like wipers as he withdrew only to be shoved within her as he drove it home again with an audible slap on the sound system. Neither spoke as he continued to fuck her, Kay's jaw clamped against the pressure, breathing in short gasp as he withdrew, exhaling in like gasp as he drove into her again. The head board camera showed him close his eyes a sure sign that he was getting close. A quick glance at the camera covering the end of the bed showed clinched butt cheeks as he buried his cock to the hilt, his ball sack drawn tight as it slapped into her juices. He held it there as he emptied himself into her. He stayed buried into her as he lifted his head savoring the feel of a cock buried in the mixture of cum from both he and Kay. When he withdrew, cum flowed from Kay distended opening down the crack of her ass coating her rosebud and puddling on the bed. They lay side by side for a short period while Kay rubbed his arm, working her magic on him, telling him how wonderful it was. They then showered together, this tall black man and the little white woman, a mutt and jeff picture as they soaped and cleaned each other. By the time they finished, he was at attention again, Kay smiling, led him back into the bedroom, quickly throwing a towel over the wet spot, piling the pillows near the edge of the bed and climbing on the bed, leaning into the pillows with her knees on the bed, spread to expose herself to an admiring client. He didn't hesitate, stepping behind her, he entered her in one slow stoke, holding her by the hips, pulling as if he could get deeper into her. He withdrew until the head was almost out and then drove into her with force and started fucking her rapidly. After a few minutes he leaned over moving a hand to where he could play with her clit, wanting to give as much as he got. I was amazed at how her vagina could take such a pounding, the opening extending in a tight ring as he withdrew and disappearing on the in stroke. She started moving her cute little ass in a circular motion further exciting the client. After the two previous ejaculations, I expected this coupling to last for a while but he soon clinched his butt cheeks, pulled himself as deeply as he could into her and again flooded her with cum. I'm not sure Kay got off but still it appeared as if she was enjoying the ride. When he finally withdrew and the cum flowed from Kay, she collapsed on the bed for a few minutes and then jumped up, cum dripping on the carpet, to head for the shower once again. They finished showering, Kay slipping on a robe, the client dressing. Then it was into the living room for another glass of wine and some quiet talk as Kay made sure the client was happy with his two thousand dollar fuck. Kay checked her calendar and a date was chosen for the next meeting. He asked if he could spend the entire night with her when they got together again. Kay told him she never did that but that she would consider his request and let him know. Kay escorted the client to limo, saw the client into the vehicle with it blacked out rear compartment (blacked out so the customer could not find his way back to the house), told Manuel (our driver) that she would not need his services again that night and then stood there until they left. I was waiting when Kay came into the house. She smiled, leaned over and kissed me, holding my head with both hands as she looked deep into my eyes. She sat down beside me, head on my shoulder, hand on my leg gently kneading my thigh. "You did great, it looked like you enjoyed it very much." "I did, more so than the other clients. He was courteous and I especially enjoyed the strength of his ejaculations." Kay then set upright, pulled my face around and gave me a deep passionate kiss and then looking into my eyes asked "Do you still want a child?" "Very much so." "Do you mind if the child is black?" "No, it doesn't matter as long as we raise it together. Are you starting to like this guy?" "Yes, do you think you could accept him as the donor?" "Maybe, I've never been with a man. Maybe if you could arrange a three some and were there with me." "Dear Janet, only a woman like you knows how to really love me and can make me happy for the rest of my life. Come, let's go home sweetheart and get some sleep. Tomorrow morning, I'll show you how much I love you then we can then start planning your pregnancy - Okay sweet love?" END * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world contract HIV every year. You only have one body per lifetime, so take good care of it! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Kristen's collection - Directory 55