Simon Says
written by:
Elaine

Vanessa was highly regarded at Elegant Fashions. She was the owner and CEO at the retail giant, which catered to the rich and famous. Celebrities regularly frequented the establishment and she became personal friends to many. She was on the A-list for invites and one of Forbes 500 Richest Americans, 5 years in a row. The world was at her fingertips. She was a power to be reckoned with.

Despite her financial success, there were only a handful of men that she had been intimate with. She married one of them but the relationship was short-lived. Their lovemaking was lackluster; something was missing. Their marriage lasted only 2 years and left her with their young son Cody to raise. A nanny did most of the work but Vanessa managed to say good night to him at least 3 nights a week. That is, when she wasn't traveling.

As he grew older, Vanessa took Cody on some of her business trips. He had been all over Europe, comfortable meeting royalty and partying in their circles. At 25 and working as a junior VP at Elegant Fashions, he was considered one of the most eligible bachelors around. He was featured in countless magazines, with Princesses, heiresses, actresses or anyone else they incessantly linked him to. Some he dated and some he barely knew.

Vanessa was sitting at her desk looking at some sales reports, when Kelly called. Kelly was an important contact, personal assistant to Monica Valdelle. Monica was the supermodel used in some of Elegant Fashion's major advertising.

"Vanessa, Monica wants you to come to her party tonight. I know it's last moment but you know Monica. She gets an idea in her head and she must do it right away."

"Thanks for the invite Kelly but this really isn't a good night. I'm exhausted. Rain check?"

"Monica is bringing someone special to the party that she wants to introduce to everyone. She would be very disappointed if you didn't show, Vanessa. "

"Ok I'll be there."

"Great, see you at 8pm Vanessa."

The last thing Vanessa wanted was to attend that party but having an unhappy supermodel wouldn't help sell her new collection.

Vanessa arrived dressed to the nines, as always. She was a vision of beauty in her long black gown with sequins. Her fingernails were perfectly manicured and painted red. Her full red lips and long red hair completed the look. At 45, Vanessa was still very sexy and shapely. Her chauffeur let her off by the front door and Vanessa walked in to the mansion. Monica greeted her immediately. Monica's curvy blond hairdo, blue eyes, pouty lips and willowy body made her one of America's top models.

"Vanessa, you came. I'm so glad. I want you to meet, Simon. Simon this is Vanessa, Vanessa this is Simon. Simon and I used to model together in Paris. "

Vanessa put out her hand to reach Simon's dark-skinned one. Vanessa wasn't surprised he was a model. His muscular physique and his handsome face with piercing eyes were mesmerizing. Vanessa remained cool.

"Nice to meet you, Simon."

"The pleasure's all mine, Vanessa," Simon said, kissing the palm of Vanessa's hand. Instead of letting go, he took her hand in his and led her to the veranda. He looked fantastic in his tuxedo. He pulled out a chair for her to sit down. He grabbed his seat and brought it near hers and sat.

"Simon, would you be interested in modeling for my company Elegant Fashions? You and Monica would make a gorgeous couple for our ads."

"Monica said the same. That's one of the reasons I came to LA, to meet you."

"What's the other reason?"

"I saw your picture in a magazine and wanted to see if your beauty was matched in real. Instead, I see it didn't do you justice."

Vanessa blushed and changed the subject.

"Let's discuss your modeling, Simon."

It was decided that Simon and Monica would do a test shoot together the next day. During their discussion, Simon disclosed that he and Monica had been lovers. Their romance didn't last, but their friendship had endured. Vanessa and Simon spoke briefly about the modeling job and then Simon left to be introduced to the other guests.

Vanessa mingled with the other invitees the rest of the evening and then said her goodbyes to both Monica and Simon and left.

The next day, Simon and Monica did their test shoot together and their chemistry was undeniable. The layout would be exquisite with these two, Vanessa determined. Simon was hired immediately.

Simon moved in with Monica, an arrangement they both seemed pleased with. When Monica told her, Vanessa thought it was odd that the exes would live together but she didn't give it much thought.

The "Hot Nights " campaign was going to be vital to the success of the venture so Vanessa decided to oversee it personally. Sexy lingerie was a market that Elegant Fashions wanted to conquer. It was a risky departure but Vanessa knew it would be successful.

Vanessa invited Monica and Simon out for dinner to discuss the focus of the shoot. It should tantalize and promote the notion that wearing the lingerie would bring out the tiger out of the men and make the women purr. Vanessa brought along one of the outfits each of them would be wearing, to better show them what she meant. Monica took a peak in the bag.

"I have an idea. Let's go back to my place to try them on."

"Ok," Vanessa agreed.

Back at Monica's mansion, Vanessa sat next to Simon on the plush beige couch. Monica took Vanessa's bag and went up the circular staircase to her bedroom. Returning, she wore the silk leopard print bustier with a matching G-string, long black gloves and fishnet stockings and high heels. She looked exquisite and oh-so-sexy.

Monica winked at Simon. "It's your turn Simon. Let's see what you've got."

"Be right back." Simon left for a bit longer than expected.

Simon returned wearing matching silk briefs that left little to the imagination as to what assets were hidden behind it. Vanessa could feel her pussy moisten at the sight and that shocked her. Her cheeks reddened and she hoped nobody noticed. The robe that went with the thong was loosely worn over his muscular shoulders.

"Let's see the two of you together, Monica. I want you lying on the floor, looking up at Simon. Does that position bother you, Monica?"

"Not at all," Monica smiled. They posed the way Vanessa directed.

"Perfect. That's exactly the look I wanted to achieve." Vanessa said.

"Now that the work is over, let's take it easy and unwind. Want a drink, Vanessa? What about you, Simon?" Monica asked. Both nodded.

They each drank some red wine. Vanessa limited her liquor to social company functions like this one. When Monica poured a second glass for herself and Simon, Vanessa accepted another one after some hesitation. Monica urged her to have it. They were all feeling quite relaxed.

Vanessa felt very comfortable seated on the large couch between Simon and Monica. The liquor loosened her inhibitions. Simon moved closer to Vanessa and whispered in her ear how lovely she looked. His manly smell, his thick lips and his black body made Vanessa quiver. He gently took her hand in his and as she began to take it back, he began nibbling on her neck. Vanessa tingled with arousal at the feel of his lips.

"Simon, you shouldn't be doing that," Vanessa stammered. Simon continued.

When he said, "Want me to stop?" Vanessa faintly said no. By now they were oblivious to the fact they had an audience, Monica. Simon took Vanessa's hand and placed it on top of his underwear-covered crotch.

"Rub it," Simon said. She could tell it was already partially erect.

Vanessa obeyed and felt his manhood while she stroked on top of his thong. His prick grew rapidly, reacting to her titillating touch. It struggled to remain contained. Vanessa could feel her panties getting soaked. Suddenly Simon stood up and took Vanessa by one hand. He told Monica who was watching from the sideline, to grab the other. They walked to a door and stood in front of it. Simon ordered Monica to unlock it. In the grand tour that Vanessa had in the past, Monica never opened that door. Vanessa always wondered why. Monica left for a second and got the key and opened it.

Letting Vanessa's hand drop out of his, Simon led the way down some stairs, as the 2 women followed. The underground room was something out of a movie. Vanessa saw equipment there that she couldn't fathom what they were used for. She saw outfits that were unlike anything she had ever worn, most of them leather. Simon motioned for Vanessa to sit and watch. She obediently sat down on a nearby chair. His attention shifted to Monica.

"Take off your clothes and get down on your knees, slut," he ordered Monica. Monica did as he demanded. Vanessa couldn't believe it. She was about to object.

"It's ok, Vanessa. Simon's my Master. "

"Silence," Simon said. "Enough. Suck my cock." Monica pulled down Simon's thong and began satisfying him with her well-trained mouth.

"Take it deeper, whore," he shouted.

Vanessa's eyes were transfixed at the sight. She stared at his immense dark dick and was shocked at seeing Monica's subservient manner. Monica was fervently sucking his stiff cock until she gagged. That didn't stop her from deep throating his massive manhood.

"Get up, slave," he suddenly bellowed. Monica immediately rose up.

Simon led Monica to a nearby massage table. Vanessa couldn't help noticing the shower of pussy juice that dripped down Monica's slender legs.

"Lie down," Simon ordered. Monica didn't dare refuse. Simon attached the ankle and wrist cuffs that were connected to each side of the furniture. Monica laid spread eagle on the bed. Her thighs opened wide and pussy in full view. Her cunt was smooth and her lips thickened with excitement and anticipation.

"I have a surprise for you." Monica trembled slightly but the flow from her cunt increased.

Simon went over to a box that was near some other instruments. He opened the lid and searched inside.

"This would be perfect," Simon smiled mischievously.

He put on a strange contraption on Monica by lifting her head and tying it up to her face and body. The leather ring gag fit in her mouth, making talking painful. A 16-inch chain with an adjustable nipple clamp was attached to each end of the ring gag. This was meant to keep the nipples sensitive and perky.

"Slave try to move your head."

Monica struggled and cried out when she attempted to do so.

"Good," Simon was pleased.

Vanessa's eyes were glued to the massage table. Simon looked over at Vanessa as if he just remembered her presence.

Simon said, "Come here."

"No Simon, I can't," Vanessa stammered.

"I'm not asking you, slave. I am TELLING you." Simon declared, with his eyes wide and determined.

Vanessa walked over to Simon. "It's your turn," Simon told Vanessa. "Strip off your clothes." Vanessa wavered.

"What are you waiting for, slut? I said strip off your clothes," Simon commanded.

Vanessa shed her clothes uncomfortably, as Simon took in every part of her exposed frame. She felt embarrassed that the nipples on her ample bosom were aroused and firm, given how he was treating her. She was disturbed that the throbbing in her slit increased as he stared at it. The excitement in her underused cunt intensified almost unbearably. She thought about putting a finger inside, to pacify it. Simon interrupted those ideas.

"Now whore, it's time someone showed you who's boss. From now on you will refer to me as Master. Understand?"

"Yes Master," Vanessa replied weakly.

"Excuse me? I didn't hear that," Simon responded.

"Yes Master," Vanessa said loud and clear.

"Get on your knees and worship your Master's cock," Simon ordered.

Vanessa hesitated. "NOW," Simon added.

Vanessa got on her knees to do as Simon dictated. She pulled down his underwear and helped him out of it. She looked at his exquisite ebony rod and gigantic balls. She instinctively licked her lips. Vanessa was hungry to have her mouth engulf it. She stuck out her tongue to commence her duty. She was now a willing participant in the dungeon.

She wasn't quite the expert Monica was. In fact, she had only sucked cock a few times. This magnificent piece of black meat was by far the largest she had ever seen. Simon seemed to sense her inexperience.

"Lick up the shaft, slut," Simon instructed.

She had never heard herself referred to as a slut, before today. The tempo in her invigorated pussy, reached a new level at the word. Starting at the base, her insecure tongue slowly and tentatively moved up the length of his hardened pole. Upon reaching the swollen cockhead, her tongue seemed to take on a mind of its own. Enthusiastically it circled his piss hole and then pressed down in its midcenter. All the while, Vanessa tickled his large balls with her exploring fingers.

Simon grunted as Vanessa's confidence grew, "That's it, slave. Keep it up. Fuck, that's it."

Eager to please Simon, she opened her mouth wider than she ever had to, or needed to, before. Her wanting lips wrapped around the expanded tip of his tool. Her hand gripped his shaft and she stroked up and down its full length incessantly. Vanessa felt the thickness of his dick grow with her grip and his moans got louder. She took his dick down deeper, not able to have Monica's finesse in getting past the gagging. It didn't matter.

"I'm going to cum. Slave, swallow all of it," Simon ordered.

With that, Simon emptied a huge load of his spunk into Vanessa's mouth. She looked up into his eyes as he filled her up with his hot cream. Remembering his instructions, she didn't lose a drop of it. His cum covered every part of her mouth and for the first time she savored the taste of it. She opened her mouth, to show Simon she completed the task as demanded.

"Very good, slut," Simon acknowledged. Vanessa started to pick up her clothes.

"What do you think you're doing?" Simon asked.

"Getting ready to leave."

"Excuse me???" Simon questioned.

"Sorry, getting ready to leave, Master." Vanessa quickly added.

"Slave, you don't leave until you ask for permission and I grant it."

"Yes Master. I apologize."

"Slave Monica needs some tending to. I want you to lick her cunt," Simon stated.

"I can't. I have never licked pussy. I am a heterosexual, " Vanessa answered.

Simon gave a hearty laugh. "Who cares what you are? Your Master is ordering you to do something. You do it."

Vanessa went over to Monica, still lying flat and tied up to the massage table.

"Get between her legs," Simon continued.

The smell of her profuse outpouring grew stronger as Vanessa got closer to Monica's flooded pussy. Hesitantly she moved her tongue between Monica's inner full lips and moved it all along her wet twat. Monica tried to say something coherent but had to stop due to the gag in her mouth. Vanessa kept licking in various motions, keeping in mind how she liked her slit tended to.

"Finger her cunt," Simon chimed in.

Vanessa knew better than to argue. She took one finger and probed inside Monica's lubricated entrance. Monica squirmed and she uttered some noises.

"Put in more fingers," Simon dictated.

Vanessa gazed over at Simon and he was standing there, dick in hand, stroking his tool of mass proportion. Vanessa added a second finger to explore inside Monica's warm cunt. In and out, hard and fast, she plunged. Monica's pussy juices covered Vanessa's digits. Vanessa took Monica's engorged clit between her teeth and sucked on it. Monica couldn't hold back any longer. Her sweet nectar poured into Vanessa's mouth. Some cum fell onto her lips and cheeks and flowed down her chin.

"It's my turn now. Get away from her," Simon demanded.

Vanessa cleared the pathway for her Master. Simon's aroused prick was ready for action. He removed the ring gag so he'd hear the sounds his slave made while he fucked her. Then he took off the ankle and cuff wrists. He went back to the box and put back the gag. He took out an 18" paddle with suede lace attached to it. Returning to the specially made massage table, he pushed down the edge of it.

"Get into doggy style position, slave." Monica obediently did as she was told. She was well trained.

Simon gave Monica's ass a swift spank with the paddle. Monica screamed out. He did it again, this time even harder. The third time was swift and more forcefully. The sound reverberated all over the room. Vanessa could see the reddened souvenir on Monica's ass.

"Beg me to spank you more, slave."

"Please Master, keep spanking me." Vanessa was shocked that Monica wanted it to continue.

The paddling continued for a few more minutes until Simon decided his dick needed attention. Standing up in a good position to reach his goal, Simon rammed his oversized cock into Monica's overflowing slit. He thrust rapidly and repeatedly, satisfying himself on his property's greatest asset. Monica took every inch of his pounding. She screamed and moaned loudly. Simon spanked Monica's ass at intervals. Rather than diminish her delight, it heightened with each chilling whipping. Simon grunted and emptied his balls into Monica as her intense orgasm flooded his satiated rod.

"Get up, " Simon prescribed.

Gobs of cum poured down Monica's legs as she sat upright at the edge of the table. Simon helped her step down from it. She grabbed her clothes and Simon picked up his thong. Both got redressed.

"That was fun. Thanks Simon and Vanessa," Monica smiled.

"We have to do this again soon," Simon told them.

Vanessa didn't know how to reply. She nodded agreement. She quickly put her clothes back on. They left the dungeon and Vanessa made excuses and left the house soon after.

Back home, Vanessa replayed the events of the evening in her head. She tried to deny that she enjoyed it but her cum covered panties betrayed her. As she lay in bed, she masturbated to the image of sucking Simon's dick and drinking his savory sperm. She climaxed to that thought and fell asleep shortly thereafter.

Back at the office the next day, a package was dropped off for Vanessa. Wondering who sent it, she opened it up and saw a DVD and an envelope. Her hands shook as she read the enclosed letter.

"Vanessa, watch the DVD and if you don't want yourself splashed all over the internet, arrange for $10 million dollars to be transferred to this Swiss bank account 25128304 at the Bank of Switzerland. You have 48 hours. Don't do anything foolish like go to the police. We've arranged for that DVD to be uploaded immediately if we get arrested."

Vanessa locked her door and stuck the DVD into the player. She was horrified seeing herself naked and tending to Simon's black cock, his cum filling her mouth. She began watching herself lick Monica but it was more than she could bear. She shut the video. Her mind tried to process all that she saw. Hers was the only face shown. It was edited so that Simon and Monica couldn't be identified. Even the voices were doctored, that is all except hers.

Vanessa knew she had no choice but to pay her blackmailers the money. Her reputation would be ruined if this went public. Her financial empire would crumble. The money was sent by the deadline to the Swiss financial institution.

Monica knew her career as a supermodel wouldn't last forever. Some models had other ventures planned for afterwards but Monica didn't have anything else she knew how to do. This had been her one and only job since she was 16. She earned a great living but she spent almost as much as she earned. She was already 30 and she needed to come up with some means of survival shortly or she would be in serious trouble.

Simon said that this could work, when he came up with the idea. Vanessa's assistant confided to Monica that Vanessa rarely dated. Nothing like a love-starved divorcee, Simon thought when Monica told him. That inspired his plan.

Simon contacted Monica to let her know that the money was safely in the bank. That was easy, Monica thought to herself. Monica slept soundly that night and next day met Simon for their first "Hot Nights" photo shoot. Vanessa winced when her assistant showed her their photos for her approval. It was too late to back out now on the campaign, given all the pre-publicity. It took months for it to wrap up. Vanessa was relieved when it ended. The sales skyrocketed but she was glad it was over. She informed both Simon and Monica that she would no longer be using them at Elegant Fashions. It wasn't long before Monica was hired from a competitor.

Cody had always liked Monica but he had one rule he never broke. Never mix business with pleasure. When he saw her at a party that both attended, he decided that now the time was right to pursue her. After all, she no longer did work for Elegant Fashions. Cody walked up to Monica.

"Would you like a drink?" Cody asked her.

"Sure, get me a Singapore Sling," Monica replied mischievously, knowing he was Vanessa's son. Cody left her side and returned with the drink.

They enjoyed some small talk and Cody asked her out for dinner the following night. Monica hesitated for a moment and then agreed. He picked her up at her place. Simon had left for Cannes and wouldn't be returning so she had the house to herself. They took off in his Porsche and ate at an off-the-beaten-track restaurant that Monica sometimes frequented. When they returned to her mansion. Monica decided to throw caution to the wind.

"Want to come in for a night cap?" Monica enquired.

She didn't have to ask twice. She let them in. They sat down on her beige sofa and softly petted. Cody was as appealing to the eye as his mother. Monica realized that if she got hooked up to the heir apparent, she would be set for life even with her spending habits. She would either end up with a rich husband or Vanessa would have to once again pay her off to get rid of her. Cody became even more interesting after that thought crossed her mind.

When they shared a passionate kiss, they both became overheated. Their breathing got heavier as Monica moved her hand along Cody's left leg. He swiftly opened up her silk blouse and reached behind her back to unbutton her bra. Her perky tits exposed, Cody stroked her piercing left nipple then her protruding right one. She softly moaned and her exploring hand found its way to the top of Cody's crotch. She stirred up his prick, with only his pants keeping it from her direct contact. Before long, he lifted her up and carried her upstairs to her bedroom. She instructed him on its location.

Cody placed Monica on the luxurious gold comforter. He stood by the bed, unbuttoning his shirt.

"No, let me do it," Monica insisted.

She promptly got up and unfastened his shirt and helped remove it and all his garments. She gently massaged every naked inch of Cody, much to his delight. He returned the favor. Her helped her out of her blouse and black bra. Both were flung to the floor, along with her lacy panties and sheer pantyhose and gorgeous multicolored skirt. Her high-heeled shoes were removed to get off all her clothes but Cody put them right back on her feet. He loved fucking women totally naked, with only their high heels on.

Cody picked Monica up and placed her on the bed. He licked every part of her delicious form. His tongue swirled around her ripened nipples. He teased her moistened cunt during its journey to her feet. He temporarily removed her shoes as he licked between all her toes. He sucked the biggest toe on each foot. Monica squirmed and purred with delight.

Inching up her inner right thigh, he gave Monica the most intense eating out her pussy had ever received. He fed on her trembling center of desire. His eager tongue reached deep inside to taste her fully. He didn't neglect her thriving clit, quite the contrary. He focused on it, making sure her most sensitive area got the most attention. He sucked her engorged clit gently and repeatedly. Her involuntary movements and louder displays of pleasure increased as he continued varying the way he pampered it. Cody drank Monica's efflux of sweet cum and he seemed very satisfied with what she poured out.

Monica loved to suck cock and she was taken aback by how good a lover Cody was. His sexual prowess made her even hungrier than usual to feel his dick in her mouth. She got up from her flat position and exchanged places with Cody. Reaching over to his rising staff, she gave him the expert cocksucking that she had done so many times to so many men. She fastidiously liquefied the entire length of his hardening shaft and then the swollen head of his 8-inch dick. She used her finger to rub its ridge. Cody emitted sounds that spurred her on. She continued stroking it harder and faster.

"Suck it baby," Cody told Monica.

She took Cody's firm rod into her mouth, all the way down to his balls. Her slurping sounds added to his enjoyment. Her head bobbed up and down, over and over again. She kept up the pace of her sucking his lively dick. The blood rushed up to his cock. His balls tightened and she gently cupped them. It was a virtuoso performance of her favorite instrument until the grand finale. His gushing cum went down her receiving throat.

She swallowed every drop of his effusive flow and relished the taste of him. They rested for a few minutes, content in each other's arms until they got a second wind. Cody gently pulled Monica to the edge of the bed and he stood up in front of her. She lay flat but Cody had her gorgeous legs on his shoulders. Her high heels were high up in the air. He pumped her warm slit, hard and fast. His stamina was amazing and seemed endless. Monica's exuberance at being fucked hard was clear. This was a lady that liked to be thrust deep and forcefully. Cody emptied his balls into Monica's inviting wet cunt. Monica came shortly thereafter; her pussy juices covered Cody's soused cock.

Monica and Cody had sex several times during that night and throughout the next day. Monica convinced Cody not to tell Vanessa about their rendezvous. She didn't want Vanessa to ruin their budding relationship or whatever it turned out to be. When he finally left, spent but happy, Monica was starting to feel more than she had intended to for him. She tried to convince herself otherwise but she couldn't stop thinking about Cody.

She realized she had to drop the plan she had concocted. She couldn't use Cody that way. Monica had started developing real feelings for him. Cody and Monica were inseparable from then on. She convinced Cody that they should go to secluded spots so the paparazzi wouldn't interfere. Secretly she didn't want to chance Vanessa seeing them together. He shared with her things he had never had with any other woman. He was younger in age than Monica but his sophistication and maturity made the age difference immaterial.

They developed a certain level of trust after dating for 6 months. Cody admitted that seeing his woman satisfy other men was a major turn on. He wasn't sure how Monica would feel about it. He asked her and Monica was enthusiastic to do it. She had been in gangbangs many times before as Simon's slave. She loved being the center of attention of a group of men.

Cody had fallen hard for Monica. He had dated enough women to know that Monica was "the one". He decided to propose. To pamper her, he arranged for a limo to pick her up and take her to her favorite spa for the works. She had the full beauty treatment. A manicure, pedicure, facial, massage and sauna, all were part of the package he treated her to. After it was over, Monica was brought to her preferred restaurant and when she walked in, she realized that they would be the only clients that night.

Monica had never felt so happy in her life. He held her tightly and they danced and lovingly kissed to the slow romantic music. They ate their dinner and talked, looking deeply into each other's eyes. He had pre-ordered all her most loved dishes. When dinner was over, a special guest came out to entertain them. It was Cody's friend and popular singer Michael Bolton. He entertained them with a song written especially for the occasion. The last verse was:

"Even since you and I met I knew you were someone I could never forget I'm so glad you came into my life Please marry me and be my wife"

With that, Cody got down on his knees and proposed.

"I love you, Monica. Will you do me the great honor of becoming my wife?"

Monica's eyes welled up with tears of happiness.

Monica screamed out ecstatically, "YES, I'll marry you." They embraced passionately and danced until early the next morning. Michael Bolton serenaded them.

They hadn't set a wedding date yet but they both weren't into long engagements. Monica was worried what Vanessa would do when she found out. She felt that Vanessa wouldn't do anything once they were married. She tried to talk Cody into eloping but he felt that it wouldn't be fair to Monica or his mom. He wanted it to be a special occasion, one to be cherished by all including his mother. Cody told Monica he had something planned for her that coming weekend and Monica was very excited. She had no idea what it was and he refused to tell her. She loved all his surprises in the past. He gave her beautiful gifts, took her on impromptu trips. When the weekend arrived, he picked her up at the mansion and they drove to a gorgeous seaside resort. They unpacked once they got to their room and went off to have dinner. Cody excused himself for a short while and then came back to the dining room. When they returned to their luxurious suite, Cody opened the door and then let her in.

"Surprise," Cody shouted. 5 men were in the room, 3 black men and 2 white ones.

"Have fun with all of them," Cody smiled and added. "I picked them out myself."

Monica looked over at the guys and she could see that Cody did well in choosing them. They were all handsome and well built. None disappointed her visually. Cody has good taste, she thought to herself.

Cody grabbed the chair that was in the room and positioned himself to watch. Monica got on her knees while all the men unzipped their pants and pulled out their cocks for her servicing. She took the first prick in her mouth and faintly moaned as she sucked on it. A couple of the men stood at either side of her, removed her blouse and bra and started fondling her tits. The next dick inside her went into Monica's mouth and fucked it forcefully. It was big and black. She licked and stroked all 5 cocks and loved the names they called her. Slut, whore, bitch, cunt... all turned her on. This was a woman in heat and her wet pussy was on fire.

"Suck it whore."

"Drink my cum, bitch."

"Take it down deep, slut."

Monica glanced over at Cody to see his reaction and he looked pleased. He was stroking his cock as he watched the show from the distance. One of the dark-skinned men lifted her up and put her on a table that wasn't there when they first checked in. It was in the center of the room and it looked strong. He quickly got out of his clothes and jumped onto the table. He told the other guys to remove their clothes too.

He lifted up her skirt and ripped open her pantyhose. He shoved her silk panties to the side and penetrated her firmly with his stiff piece of huge black meat. He shoved it in and out repeatedly, digging deeper into her soaked hole with each insertion.

"OMG, don't stop. Please don't stop," Monica pleaded.

She was on the verge of cumming and couldn't wait to feel his sperm shoot inside her. Monica was a fatalist and never worried about safe sex. Besides, she didn't like the feel of rubber and wasn't about to feel latex instead of a nice hard rod. Her muscles readied itself for the onslaught of hot cum that followed. Her muscles tightened and she had a strong climax, with a man whose name she didn't even know. She felt his sperm emptying into her fuck hole.

That was only the beginning as each man took his turn into her sexual turnstile. Cody watched intently and shot several loads during the tryst. At one point Monica asked him to join in but Cody declined.

"It's fun to watch you, honey," Cody answered her invitation.

Monica was lifted off the table after all 5 men had shot their spunk into her flooded cunt. Her job was to get any limp pricks hard and she took that seriously. She wanted all those rods inside her again. They removed the rest of her undergarments and shoes. A white guy lay down on the floor and she slid down his above-average sized tool, facing him.

"I want to fuck her great ass," one of the others yelled out.

Monica leaned forward as a dark stud shoved his thick manhood into her ass.

‘Ohhhhhhhhhhh," Monica purred at first.

"OMGGGGGGGGG," Monica yelled out as he slowly probed his pole in farther, stepping up the speed and depth of his thrusts.

Both pricks rhythmically thrust into Monica's tight ass and warm wet cunt. One went inwards while the other moved outwards. The other guys made sure that all Monica's holes were filled. They stuck their stiff cocks into her mouth, one after another. The intoxicating smell of sex was all around them. Monica rubbed and stroked their rods and moaned softly. She couldn't get enough of drinking all their jism as they emptied their loads down her throat. Some sprayed their sperm all over her face. Her hair had some remnants of cum and a bit went in her eye.

Cody looked as his fiancé was well attended to. Pumping noises and licking and grunting and all the sounds and sights of fucking and cocksucking filled the air. Monica's loosened slit got quite the workout, in this sexual marathon that continued for hours. When they were done, Monica was on the floor with streams of cum pouring down her chin and jism dripping down her legs. Her sopping pussy and ass were both leaking sperm.

The guys got up and put their clothes back on. Cody zipped up his pants and told Monica he'd be back in a minute. He talked with the men in another room and saw them out. Cody returned to the room and looked at Monica, drenched in the sperm from 5 men. He didn't say a word but he helped Monica off the floor. Cody told her that she should take a shower. She agreed and after she was done, they both went to bed. Monica was too tired to do anything and she drifted off to sleep. Cody took longer but eventually he too fell asleep.

They left the resort the next day and Cody dropped her off at her house. A couple of days passed and Cody was tied up at work. He called her up on the third day and said he had an engagement present for her. Monica looked forward to finding out what it was. He asked her to come over to his place. She showed up at 8pm promptly, as requested.

Cody opened the door and let her into the living room. He had a box on the nightstand and after she sat down on the sofa, he handed it to her.

"This gift was made especially for you," Cody said, as he handed it to her. It was wrapped up very nicely with a red bow on top.

Monica smiled as she opened it. Her grin quickly turned into a frown as she saw its contents. She saw pictures of herself sucking the 5 guys from the resort. There were other photos of her getting fucked by them, including the triple penetration. There was also a DVD inside the box.

"What's going on here?" she frantically asked Cody.

"I would think that you of all people, wouldn't need an explanation," Cody replied.

"You thought it was fine to do this to my mother so I felt it's time you got a taste of your own medicine."

"But how did you find out and when?" Monica felt sick inside. "Did you ever really love me?"

"Yes I loved you. My mother and I aren't all that close but when we got engaged, I felt she had a right to know that her only child was getting hitched. She felt she had no choice but to tell me what a bitch you really are. I had no idea."

Monica could tell that Cody got no pleasure from this. He looked as upset about it as she was.

"Now get out of my sight. I never want to see you again," Cody declared.

Monica pleaded, "Cody please, I love you. I .."

Cody interrupted her. "There's nothing you could tell me that would ever change my mind about you. Please get out." He rushed her to the door and locked it after her exit.

Monica left his condo and sobbed in her car as she drove off. Cody walked over to the sofa, sat down and cried. It was the first time he ever did. He couldn't believe that the woman he felt was so right for him could do such a thing. He was heartbroken.

Just then the telephone rang. It was Vanessa.

"Cody, you're never going to believe this. A courier just came and delivered a letter from Monica. She said that after meeting you, she changed. She was so sorry for all she did and wanted to make it up to me. She spent some of the money but she arranged for 9.5 million to be transferred back to my account. She said it wasn't easy to convince Simon but he worried that since she was no longer on board, he could end up in jail. She said she would do whatever it takes to get me the balance and interest. She did sound sincere. It sounds like she really loves you, Cody."

Cody thanked his mom for sharing the letter. He promptly left his dwelling and drove off in his car. Monica was at home, taking a bath. She hoped that would make her feel better but it didn't help at all. She heard the bell ring but didn't answer it. She wasn't up to visitors. She heard banging on the door and had no choice but to find out who it was. Monica put on a housecoat over her naked body and went to the door.

"It's me, Monica. Open the door," Cody shouted.

"What for? I'm sorry for what happened. I can't change it. Haven't you said enough?" Monica replied.

"Let me in," Cody wasn't about to give up.

Monica flung open the door. Cody walked in and locked it behind him.

"Why didn't you tell you tell me that you wrote my mother?" Cody asked.

"You didn't give me a chance to," Monica replied. "I am so sorry for what I did to her. I would take it back if I could."

Cody took Monica in his arms and held her tightly. "I know darling. It won't be easy but in time mother will forgive you and I already have." Monica breathed a sigh of relief. She had been unsure Cody would ever get past what she did and she was ecstatic. It only made her love him more.

"I was in the middle of a bath. Care to join me?" Monica inquired.

Cody gently removed her negligee and took her by the hand, leading her to the large roman bath. He reached for the soap and he tenderly lathered her breasts. The bubbles in the water flowed all around them. He turned her to her backside so he could lovingly wash every inch of her. He took the built-in massager and rinsed her off. Her body was soft and wet. He enjoyed the sight of her in all her splendor.

Cody had Monica sit on the top of the tub. He adoringly spread open her legs so he could taste her. Cody masterfully wielded his tongue deep into her love nest. He licked her bountiful folds of joy and didn't stop pleasuring her until her excitement peaked. Monica's hot cream poured into Cody's mouth and he savored and swallowed it.

Cody helped Monica out of the tub and led her to the large bed. Tonight he wanted to show her how much he loved her. They didn't fuck hard like they usually did. Instead while in missionary position, Cody made gentle insertions into Monica's soaked twat. Her hips swayed in tune with him. Their movements were synchronized, like two swimmers meant to be together.

Cody leaned over and gave Monica a lingering kiss during their lovemaking. Their tongues danced together and they didn't want to pull them apart. They finally did break away and when they came, it was together and explosive. Her immense climax poured over his cock; he shot his huge load of sperm into her cum filled pussy.

They held each other all night, except when nature called or when Monica needed his prick in her mouth. She got between his legs and licked the full length of his shaft and wetted every inch of his revived cock. She pampered it with her expert attention and couldn't get enough of his tasty sperm.

Cody and Monica were married a few months later. Vanessa attended but there was tension between her and Monica. Monica took on extra modeling jobs to pay Vanessa back and it took her 5 years but she did.

Monica went to Vanessa's house to let her know that the final payment would be in Vanessa's account later that day.

"Thanks for letting me know," Vanessa said.

"I do have one other thing to tell you," Monica informed her.

Vanessa braced herself. "I'm pregnant. You're going to be a grandmother."

Vanessa thought about what a wonderful wife Monica had been to Cody. She couldn't deny that. He was very happy and that's what Vanessa wanted most for him.

"I'm very happy for you both," Vanessa responded and she really meant it. She reached over to a startled Monica and gave her a hug.

"This will be a new beginning for us all," Vanessa added.

Monica nodded and couldn't believe that what she had wanted the most was actually happening. Vanessa could see some tears dripping down her face. Monica tried to hide it. Vanessa passed her a tissue.

Vanessa, spurred on from both Cody and Monica, decided to accept a dinner date she had received from Tom Bradley. He had asked her out many times but she had always declined, making up any excuse she could think of. They went out for dinner and dancing and when he asked her out again, she accepted.

Tom was a widower. His wife died a decade before and he had one grown daughter. Their relationship grew stronger the more they saw each other. They opened each other's hearts and eventually they fell in love. Tom proposed to Vanessa and he was the one that suggested she have him sign a prenup. He wanted her to be fully protected and to know that he was marrying her for all the right reasons. Tom was a successful businessman, quite wealthy in his own right. In the event of a divorce, he wanted nothing.

Vanessa delighted in Monica's pregnancy and was closer to Cody than she had ever been. Monica's mother had died when she was just a teenager so Vanessa was there to help her every step of the way. The birth of their beautiful baby girl was a joyous occasion. Vanessa Bradley and her husband Tom stood beside Cody and Monica, when her namesake Vanessa was baptized.

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