The Book Launch
written by:
Medellin

The Book Launch

Steve felt embarrassed as he stood in the queue in the bookshop. He was the only man in a long line of women! Not that that was the problem, nothing he liked better than admiring the female form in all its manifestations. He was in a queue to get a book signed by someone everyone in the queue seemed to know as just "Kim". She was a cookery writer that his grown up daughter Sarah idolised. His daughter now lived away from home but when they last saw each other this Kim seemed to be the only person she talked about.

Sarah was the most important woman in his life since his separation from her mother some years back. Sure there had been lots of other mature women since, indeed he was probably seen as quite a catch; a good looking successful businessman in his early forties. So having seen that this Kim was doing a book signing in town, he thought perhaps a signed copy would be a great present next time he saw her.

As he had entered the shop he was surprised by the posters. Not quite his expectation of a cookery writer. Kim looked very cute in the posters. In her mid, maybe late twenties, the posters had her dressed in a sort of retro style, with fifties dress and jet black hair. She had an engaging smile that emanated from a mouth painted bright cherry red and the focus of her face.

As he shuffled closer to the signing table it became clear that in the flesh Kim was even more attractive than in the posters. She was dressed in a red polka dot dress and her jet black hair was styled exactly the same as the poster. Her face looked even more attractive, big dark expressive eyes, heavy with dark mascara, her lips the same cherry red. As he shuffled along with the queue, he observed that she greeted everyone individually with a big engaging smile, spoke with each of them as she smiled, her words clearly creating giggles from her fans as she signed her books. He was sure too that looking like she did, along with her famous status meant she was never short of a cock to satisfy her. The more he observed her, the more his cock thickened as he got closer to the signing table. At last it was his turn. Kim looked up and her broad smile, this time, opened just for him.

"Well thank goodness a man at last!" she exclaimed "must be the first today" her smile widening. She pulled a book from the pile in front of her and opened the cover.

"Who do I write the message to?" She questioned. Steve was mesmerized, she drew him in as he had seen her do to so many before him in the queue.

"Errm, Sarah thank you. Sarah with an H". Steve almost stuttered.

"That's a strange name for an attractive guy like you?" she flicked her eyes up to engage with him. He smiled, he liked her style, she made it seem like she was flirting just with him.

"It's for my daughter. It's a present"

"Lucky lady to have such a sweet daddy" she glanced up at him again, her mouth held open in a perfect O. He felt his cock twitch as a fleeting image flew across his brain of that perfect red mouth closed around his hard cock. "Do I write it from father, dad, daddy or does daddy have a real name?" The way she used and emphasised the word daddy was just so sexy and fitted with her innocently portrayed style.

"Err Steve, yes from Steve thank you". He was struggling for the right response.

"Steve, now that's a strong masculine name for daddy" she glanced up again with her big eyes "I wish I had a daddy like Sarah that would do nice things for me". He could not believe what he had just heard. No, she could not be flirting with him. She wrote with a flourish and closed the cover. She looked up again.

"Are you sure I can't sign one for Steve as well? With a very special message" she smiled at him and giggled, her red mouth opened and Steve was sure he saw her tongue flick quickly and subtly across her lips. Steve went bright red. She reached for another book from the pile and started to write. Steve was almost shaking. She closed the book and passed it to him. Their hands touched, it felt like an electric shock.

"There" she said "A present from me for being the only man today. I hope you like the special message I have left you?" she paused "Steve, Daddy or whatever you would like me to call you". She smiled again, raised her eyebrows and then slowly turned her head towards the next lady in the queue. Steve knew the exchange was over almost as quickly as it had begun. He stepped back and walked a few paces across the shop.

He stopped and opened the extra book. There was the same signature "Kim" with two x's with the message "To Steve, my only man today!" followed by a number. Steve swallowed hard. It must be her telephone number. Oh fuck! She had been flirting with him. He turned and looked back. She was talking with the next lady and smiling as she wrote. She raised her eyes and looked towards him. A smile spread across her face as she pouted and blew him a kiss. He smiled back and turned towards the exit of the shop, still shaking. He needed a coffee, the hotel a few doors down had a great coffee lounge, he knew it well. He headed there to recover from such a strange experience. Should he call? What should he do?

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Kim, closed the book, smiled and thanked the lady in front of her for buying her book and put down her pen. She sighed, the last book of the morning signed! At last she could unwind. She flipped open the top few buttons on her high necked dress, fanned herself in the summer heat and arranged the top so that it showed a hint of her small cleavage. She relaxed back in the chair.

This book tour was becoming a nightmare. Now two weeks in she needed a break. Every day the same, dress in your poster dress, smile your poster smile and sign books all morning. This was usually followed in the afternoon by a local radio station interview, then an evening session talking to some cookery group and then the car journey to the next hotel. Her manager, the formidable Helen, made all the arrangements, controlled everything and was her sole companion.

Kim was beginning to think the famous lifestyle was not all she had been expecting. What made it worse was the total lack of male company. She seemed totally inside a woman's world. The result was every night she took a bottle of wine to her room, after finishing it alone she would get out her lifesaving vibrator and drift into her fantasy world where her desires were satisfied by visions of hard cocks either pumping into her pussy of shooting streams of spunk over her face and chest as her trusty vibrator did its best to satisfy her horny pussy.

She smiled to herself. At least this morning she had had a bit of fun, a mischievous act that would not please Helen in any way if she found out. It was rare that any man was in the queue and even rarer a good looking mature guy. In her current horny state she had spotted him in the queue well before he arrived at the table and kept checking him out as he got closer. He was older than her, maybe not quite old enough to be her father, but looked fit and how she needed a fit man right now. There was only so much a vibrator and its fast draining batteries could do for a girl! Fantasies were one thing, but living them out with a real man was something else!

The problem was how to make the most of the opportunity with such a queue of expectant and adoring female fans. She could not hold his attention for too long without Helen noticing, so she had had the idea of putting her phone number in the book she signed for him. She wondered if her flirting had had any effect, she chose the big eyes daddy approach, as he had the book signed for his daughter, maybe he had a thing for younger girls, she hoped so. She had always been attracted to older men, father substitutes maybe? It was just from her experience they were just so good at making love, so attentive to a woman's needs and right now she had serious needs and fantasies!

Helen appeared and said she had promised they would lunch with the bookshop owner. Kim pleaded to be excused the lunch. All she wanted to do was return to the hotel and relax. This afternoon was her one free afternoon that week. If she had not got to address an evening meeting she would happily have gone back to her room with an early bottle of wine and some spare batteries and lost herself once again. She already knew it would involve Steve and her wanting him to be her older father figure lover, rather than her normal cum slut fantasy.

For once, Helen relented, kissed her cheek, said she would give excuses for her and reminded her to be in reception at six pm for the evening meeting. Kim thanked her, pulled on her expensive lightweight wrap around white leather coat, knotted the stylish belt that held it closed and headed off towards the hotel, hoping for a relaxing afternoon. Maybe she would get that surprise call!

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She entered the hotel and walked up to reception, the receptionist was busy and Kim looked around. Her eyes suddenly fixed on the table in the corner. It was him, Steve, the man she had flirted with, no she thought, be honest with yourself Kim - lusted after.

"I apologise for the delay Miss Kim" the receptionist spoke instantly recognising her. "I am Jenny how can I be of assistance?" Kim turned back and smiled the poster smile.

"Well Jenny, I just wanted to check if there were any messages for me?" The receptionist checked the key box.

"I am afraid not Miss Kim", she informed "Is there anything else?" Kim thought a minute.

"Actually, Jenny, yes there maybe something." she paused. "There is a man, sitting over in the corner of the coffee bar, phone on the table". The receptionist looked towards Steve. A smile came across her face.

"Cool, yes. You mean Mr Brampton" She had a large grin on her face.

"You know him?" questioned Kim.

"Unfortunately no, not well". She appeared to sigh. "He is here quite often as he uses the hotel for his clients. We all think he is a cool guy, the sort of father we would all like." Kim thought maybe her assessment had been right, other younger ladies found him attractive too! She leant in and spoke in a low voice.

"You would not have his phone number on file by any chance?" Kim asked. The receptionist looked surprised.

"We may have it on file against his company, let me check". The receptionist checked the computer and wrote a number down. "It's not company policy to give out such information, but as it's you Miss Kim and I am a big fan of your recipes" she pushed the piece of paper across the counter.

"You have been so kind Jenny. I would like to bring you down a signed copy of my book later" Jenny's eyes lit up. "Just one more favour" Kim paused. "Can you please arrange for the bar to bring me a large glass of red wine to the table where Mr. Brampton is sitting." She paused, "That is once I am sitting there". A broad smile slowly broke across Jenny's face.

"Oh Miss Kim, you are naughty" Kim smiled at her squeezed her hand on the counter and walked towards a part of the coffee bar out of his direct view.

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Steve was sat sipping his second black coffee. It was always so much quieter than the high street coffee bars and if he got the right table there was always the reception staff to check out. Today was good, cute young Jenny was on duty, his favourite. She was always so warm and friendly, he knew it was her job, but given the chance.....

For the last hour he had been flicking through the cookery book, but he could not concentrate. He kept looking at his phone on the table. Should he phone or text her? He kept replaying the brief time. Her smile, her words, did she actually run her tongue round her lips or did he image in? Did she really call him daddy in that little girl way? Was it genuine flirting or just her personality?

His phone vibrated! It took him by surprise. He picked it up and checked the text. Wam! It hit him! He felt flushed and went red as he read the words:

"You did not phone (-: But I am watching you now . Would you like some company?

He slowly turned looking around the coffee bar. A voice behind him spoke and he froze.

"Do you like younger women, because I think they might find you attractive? That's why they give you their telephone numbers!" He turned the other way and there stood Kim in her stylish white leather coat a broad grin across her red painted lips. He was not sure what to say, but she continued anyway. "Are you going to invite me to join you or do I have to drink alone?" His big eyes flickered as she continued to flirt with him.

"No, I mean, sorry I mean Yes, please sit down, no you shouldn't drink alone. I mean would you like a drink" Steve was totally flustered. This was not what he was expecting.

"I think it's you who needs the drink, not me" She sat down and smiled at him. Almost at the same time the waitress appeared.

"Miss Kim, your wine" she smiled and placed the glass in front of her. "Is there anything I can get you Mr Brampton or do you have everything you need". Maybe she could have chosen better words. What did he need? He looked across at Kim, her eyes dropped towards the glass giving him a lead.

"Errm, yes a glass of white wine thank you". She nodded and walked away.

"Good choice" offered Kim. "Sorry to scare you" she laughed. "You looked like a rabbit caught in the headlights. I had hoped my message was clear enough? But luck is with me to find you sitting in the same hotel as I am staying". She lifted her glass in a salute and took a large sip, leaving a big red mark from her lipstick on the rim.

Steve had recovered enough to assess things better. No more than an hour ago he was in a line to have a book signed by his daughter's cooking idol, who had never seen before. Now he was sitting drinking wine with her as she clearly flirted with him.

She no longer looked quite so retro. She had unpinned her jet black hair and it hung down falling onto the shoulders of the stylish white leather coat. He could still see the hint of the red polka dot dress through the part open front of her coat, but the red dress acted more as an edge to the white coat and a compliment to her red lips than the dominant feature it was in the shop. As he glanced down he realised the dress must be quite short as it could not be seen below the leather coat. All he could see were a pair of slim legs with dark tights and a pair of matching white leather short booties with a long spike heel. No it could not be true?

Fortunately Kim led the conversation as his wine appeared as if by magic. Steve took a long drink, it helped to steady his nerve. She asked him lots of questions about his daughter and seemed surprised that he had not seen any of her TV shows. All the time Steve kept concentrating on the big eyes and red lips, she was just too cute, there had to be a flaw somewhere, somehow!

The conversation came round to the type of women that Steve liked. Kim leant in close and whispered that Jenny was his for the taking. Steve blushed.

"I think she is a bit like me" Kim confided, "She likes strong mature men, guess it's a bit of a father substitute, but everyone to their own taste" She smiled and this time for sure she did let her tongue run around her lips. There was no mistaking it. Steve took another drink from his wine.

"Steve am I making myself clear enough?" She dropped her eyes down towards her body not looking him in the eye. "I wrote that message because I needed a man" she raised her eyes again and looked directly at him. "Steve let me be more direct, I need some cock. I gagging for it, I have been on this tour for two weeks now and all I do every night is get pissed alone in my room and frig myself with a vibrator !" Steve swallowed hard, that was direct without any doubt! "Now I guess I would be right in thinking that maybe an opportunity like this to fuck a younger lady does not present itself everyday, but today it has and I hope you are going to help me out?" Kim paused and finished the sentence. "As you have not mentioned your wife, I am going to assume you are divorced, widowed or separated and your daughter would never forgive you if you passed on the chance to get to know me better!"

Steve was just completely lost, he was used to being in control and right now he had control of nothing, his cock was throbbing, it had a mind of its own already made up it was going to have some unexpected fun. Kim smiled at him again.

"Well, can I take it that you would like to be my daddy today and look after me rather than your daughter? I have the suite on the third floor, they call it the Mayfair Suite. Why don't you give me five minutes to get out of my costume or uniform, whatever you want to call it and freshen up, then come up and join me?" She smiled and once again he was lost in the big eyes and red lips and found himself giving an involuntary nod of agreement.

With that she drained her glass and got up. Smiled at him, turned towards the lift and left him sitting there.

Steve sat as if in a trance watching her walk towards the lifts. He picked up his glass and took another draft from it, looking round for the waitress. After a while he caught her eye and she came over. He offered to pay, but she informed him that Miss Kim has already taken care of the bill. He looked around, behind reception cute young Jenny was checking someone in. He just sat and contemplated what could be about to happen.

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He looked at the door - Mayfair Suite! He knocked quietly and waited, he heard the latch click and the door opened. The room looked large but the occupant was hidden behind the door. He walked in and heard the door softly close behind him. He turned and stared. Kim stood with her back against the door. She was wearing the white leather coat and the sexy little white booties, but something looked different, her jet black hair still cascaded over her shoulders and her red lips still dominated her big open face. The wrap around coat as before was held closed by the stylish belt, but gone was any trace of the red polka dot dress.

Kim stepped forward and clasped her arms around his neck. He face fell towards his and as their lips touched. He felt her tongue push forward and he felt the rush of her hot sweet breath as it probed deep inside his mouth. Her lips seemed to stick fast with the heavy coating of red lipstick, but her tongue kept probing and probing deeper within his mouth. His force pushed her back against the door and he felt her small body squeezed tightly by his manly frame. She must have felt the almost instant hardening of his cock as it pushed against her pelvis, his hand slid down between their bodies feeling for her small breasts, he felt its touch against the leather of her coat, the sensation of touching the leather adding to his excitement. As they continued to kiss he worked his hand between the open folds of the leather coat, his hand against her soft young skin and then he felt the hardness of her nipple like a bullet attached to her breast. His fingers rubbed against it, she let out a soft moan from their coupled mouths. It broke the embrace, she gasped for air, their eyes met as her big dark eyes pleaded with him. As he stepped back, her stare stayed on him as she spoke.

"Daddy, do you want to fuck your little baby Kimmy?" her eyes fluttered as the words left her lips. "Do you?" she asked again. He nodded almost in a trance.

"Do you want to see my little body Daddy?" her eyes pleaded again, this time not waiting for a response, Steve watched as her hands gently pulled at the belt and the white leather coat, as if in slow motion fell open.

Under the coat Kim wore nothing. Steve absorbed the sight of her naked body, her small but pert breasts, the tiny hard deep pink nipples that crowned them, his eyes dropped slowly past her stomach and waist to the fold between her legs. Her jet black curly bush was perfectly trimmed. She looked like a tiny princess, her big eyes smiling at him.

"Does daddy like his little Kimmy's body. Would you like to fuck me..... here" she slid her finger down her cleavage, down further across her flat stomach. It rested at the top of her bush She ginned a cheeky grin then slowly drew her finger along the line of her pussy slit, her finger lost between the bush and the folds of her pussy lips.

Steve's cock was hammering at his trousers, trying to get out as he absorbed the scene. Kim reached towards him, stretching out her hand and brushed it across the front of his trousers, sucking in air between her teeth as she moved on past him into the room. She turned and looked at him. Never in his life had he experienced such a look of pure lust.

"Oh Daddy, you have such a big hard cock in your trousers" she paused for effect "Did I cause that to happen?"

As he turned his head to follow her movement across the room for the first time he saw the delight that the Mayfair suite bestowed as she stopped at the foot of a massive four poster bed. She let the coat fall from her shoulders as she sat on the edge of the bed naked.

"Come here daddy and let Kimmy help your poor little cocky" she put a finger to her lips. "Would you like me to unzip your trousers and let him come out to play? Can I Daddy? Please!" she pleaded like a little girl.

Steve could no longer take the teasing, the little girl act, he had to take control, she was a woman and her lusted for her. He stood a metre back from the pouting pretend little girl. First he unbuttoned his shirt. Kim squealed in delight.

"Oh Daddy you are so hairy, like big gruff bear" Her little girl routine was getting to him, his thoughts were not clean, he was thinking how it must be to take the virginity of a young girl for the first time. She had been clear she wanted sex, she had wanted to be fucked, but the continued playing the little princess was getting to him! He kicked off his shoes and unbuckled his belt. As he pulled it from the strap loops, Kim shrieked.

"Daddy no please don't hurt me. I have not been naughty have I? Please no daddy don't strap me to the bed or spank me with your belt!" Until then the thought had not been there, but now he had to keep control. Was this a plea? Did Kim want him to treat her bad with the belt, to strike her with it or use it to tie her to the bed? No he had to banish the thoughts, he just had to fuck her, fuck her hard, fuck her deep and enjoy the young body being offered.

He stepped forward close enough for her to reach out and touch him, her hands went to his stomach, her fingers feeling the hairs as she ran them back up his chest.

"Hmmm Daddy is such a hairy monster. Kimmy wants Daddy to show her his cocky. Is it as big and hairy as the rest of Daddy?" She was tormenting him again. He unclipped the top of his trousers and pulled the zip. He peeled back the front of his trousers and pulled them down over his buttocks. As he stepped out of them, he heard Kim once again suck breath in between her teeth. Her eyes fixed on the long line of his blood engorged member still held in place by his black boxers.

He placed his thumbs under the waistband and pulled the front of his boxers down. His cock sprang free, bouncing as it poked out in front. For the first time, she could see just how substantial his length was. Kim was left in no doubt the man she had chosen was hung!

"Fuck me" he heard as Kim suddenly seemed to drop the little girl routine. "Fuck me, that's what I call a cock, it's my lucky day. Oh my god is such a boner. I've gotta have it" Her eyes transfixed, she reached forward and squeezed one set of fingers around its girth as the other hand cupped under his balls and eased them free of the boxers. Kim wasted no time as she pulled Steve towards her frame sitting on the edge of the bed. Slowly she lowered her head and seconds later he felt the soft touch of her lips as they closed around the large purple bell end of his rigid cock. Steve knew instinctively he was going to end up with a red lipstick cock ring. Just a little while before as he had dreamed as he waited in the queue in what seemed like in another world, a parallel universe even! Now he knew he would fuck his daughter's idol. The cute young retro cook with the red lips would be his..........

Slowly Kim eased her closed lips further down the length of his cock as inch by inch she took Steve's hard cock inside her mouth. The sensation for him was amazing as he felt her engulf his cock. She eased her head back and slowly withdrew his cock, it sprung free glistening with her saliva. He looked down, it looked as though it was bleeding, the red of her lipstick smeared along its length. She looked up and giggled. Down she went again sucking hard at his cock as she took his length. He pushed against her starting to pump in rhythm as if fucking her face. She moaned and slurped as he built up a rhythm, she was so good the sensations almost new. She let his cock slip again, this time he could see the clear lipstick ring at its base as she squeezed on his balls.

"You like my lipstick on your cock don't you? Turns you on uh huh? Uuum these balls are so full of cum is it all for me?" she smiled not giving him time to answer as she pulled his cock back towards her mouth, this time kissing along its length, rubbing her lips against it, making more lipstick marks. Then she grabbed it and rubbed his cock hard against her cheek, leaving a lipstick mark on her face, she gasped and then did it again on the other side. She looked up at him, her face smeared with her own red lipstick.

"Do I look like a cheap cum whore, my lipstick all smeared? Do you wanna fuck a cheap cum whore like me" She looked up and repeated the last phrase slowly her mouth opening and closing between each word. "Do you want to fuck a cheap cum whore like me?" It seemed as if she was acting out her fantasies, the little girl exciting her Daddy, and now the cum whore who wanted to be fucked rough and hard.

Steve reached down and put his arms under hers and pulled her to her feet. He grasped her tightly and started to kiss her hard, all over her face, licking at the lipstick, she responded and started to do the same to him, he felt her body taught against his own, she writhed and his cock rubbed hard against her pelvic area, she pushed her hips out at him, meeting his swollen manhood, he felt her hard nipples against his chest, as they rubbed against him. She grunted like an animal, he felt her excitement growing as she writhed more and more, their kissing becoming wilder and more intense. Steve broke the embrace.

"Get on the bed you cheap whore. I am going to fuck your brains out" he was carried by the moment. "Go on, get on your knees, on all fours, I am going to fuck you like the animal you are. You are a bitch on heat and this dog is going to have its bone". He pushed her and she fell back on the bed laughing.

"Go on then, fuck me you bastard, fuck me like a rag doll, fuck me with that big cock. I want it, I want it inside me pumping it juice deep inside me. Come on fuck me you bastard". The interplay was exciting them both. Steve glanced down, for sure his cock had never felt harder, looked larger, his balls as taught, drawn up tight and full to bursting.

In front of him, Kim scrambled across the bed and up to the headboard, pulling the pillows into a pile she pushed her arse into the air as she got on all fours, looking back over her shoulder, her eyes pleading, her face covered in lipstick smears.

Steve got up on to the bed, it bounced and he almost lost his balance, reaching out and grabbing at her small firm bum cheek, she shrieked. Steve steadied himself behind her as she reached back and grasped his cock, slowly guiding it towards her now sopping wet pussy. He nestled the tip on her bush, adjusting his knees and angle then with a sharp thrust several inches of hard meat split her lips and entered her pussy.

"Jesus Christ" she shrieked so loud the whole hotel must have heard, he eased back and then thrust again pushing even more inches her. She grunted "Oh Fuck, its big" Oh fuck do me, do me".

Steve reached forward and slid his arms round and under her body clasping each to her small breasts, he used his fingers to tweak her nipples.

"Aaaahhhh" was all she could reply as she gasped, "Oh my god I am cumming" he felt her muscles tighten round his cock as she pushed her bum back against him pulling more inside her, "Aaaaahhh Shit, Oh Fuck, Jeeezzzzz. Ahhhhh" he felt the gush of wetness flood around his cock, was this love juice or had she wet herself?

If only he could see the contorted face, the tightly closed eyes, the look of anguish he would have known that the lady was in another world. He did not move for seconds as he felt the pressure against his pelvis, against his cock as the orgasm ripped through her body.

Steve felt her muscles start to relax and he knew the sensation was subsiding, now it was his turn, the lady had the pleasure and now he could be the animal it appeared she so wanted him to be. He eased his cock back and then thrust hard and deep. She grunted, he eased back and pumped again this time squeezing her breasts at the same time, she grunted again. He built a rhythm stoke by stroke, squeeze by squeeze, grunt by grunt. As the rhythm mounted he spoke.

"Like it do you, Fucked like an animal?"

"Oh my god uuurg yes, uuurg, oh fuck, uuurg god, uurrg, fuck my pussy, uuurg fuck my cunt uurg fuck me hardeuuug yes"

"Kim likes cock, big cock don't you" he pumped and squeezed.

"uuuurg oh fuck yes, uuurg, fuck yes, fuck me deep, uurrg, fuck me dirty, uuur, fuck me hard with that uuurg, big cock".

The rhythm built harder, faster, Steve knew he was not going to last much longer.

"Oh shit Kim , I'm gonna cum, aaaah shit soon."

"No, no" she screamed as her arms collapsed and her head buried into the pillows. As the angle changed his cock slid out of her pussy and sprang free. Kim rolled over onto her back, Steve sunk to his knees. She lifted her head looking towards him.

She looked a mess, her black hair all tangled and matted from her sweat, her face covered in lipstick smears, her small breasts reddened from the rough handling, her small pink nipples, hard and puckered in excitement. Her big eyes wider than ever as she spoke.

"Go on Steve, blow you load, blow it over me, please empty your balls now please.

Steve did not hesitate, he moved up the bed beside her, his cock waving as he did, glistening wet with the coating of her juices. She reached out and grasped his cock firmly with her hand. She started to pump the wetness assisting her motion, faster and faster she reamed his cock, Steve's face was now contorted, waiting the final moment.

"Oh Shit" he gasped as he discharged the first bolt of cum. It hit the corner of Kim's open mouth, splashing down across her chin, she shrieked and jerked her hand just as the second ejaculation left, this one sprayed large white globules across her chest. Steve loved the sight but had no control over his cock spasm's or the direction of Kim's hand as the third load hit her forehead leaving cum strands in her hair and eyes. She let go of his cock and reached up to scoop cum from her eyes as she shrieked.

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Steve looked down on the wasted lady as she lay back, eyes closed and breathing heavily. He watched her for what seemed ages but must have only been a couple of minutes, The only resemblance to the prim and proper author he had met just a few hours before was her smile, although her eyes were closed there was no mistaking her engaging smile. But that was where the similarity ended. The naked body, legs apart, her matted black pubic bush wet with her own cum juice, led up to a chest with the cutest small breasts, with the hard pink nipples. Her cleavage glistened as the rivulets of cum slowly formed in the valley, as white globules lay on her chest and neck. Gone was the hint of cleavage from the polka dot dress. Her face the biggest change, the neat jet black hair and heavy lipstick replaced by the look of a well fucked woman. Her black hair tangled and matted from sweat had streaks of cum, as did her cheeks where cum and lipstick smudges merged. He mouth lay open in the smile, cum dribbled from the corner down her chin.

She opened her eyes and smiled at him, raising her hand to his cheek.

"Before you leave, I think you had better wash your face of the lipstick on your cheeks and lips. It might give the secret away to Jenny on reception and I don't know if that will increase or blow your chances there" she sighed " And I would not want to have to share you with her".

She propped herself up on one arm.

"I think you will need more than just a wash before your next public performance" responded Steve. "You look just like the cum whore you wanted to be" Kim sat up and smiled, raised her hand to her lips and touched the cum dribble.

"Oh but it was so much fun" she paused and let her eyes drop so she did not look directly at him "I would like to do it again, if you would. I mean, I enjoyed what you did to me, I enjoyed teasing you" she paused "Daddy!" and smiled her mischievous grin. She looked back up with her pleading eyes. "I loved your cock".

"Not sure I have the energy right now" Steve glanced down at his now softening cock, still wet with the remains of his cum still visible within the creases of his foreskin. Kim reached out and stroked it.

"I bet I could bring it back to life if you want me too?" her eyes questioned.

"I am sure you could." Steve responded as he slid off the bed "Do you mind if I shower?"

"Only if I can come too" Kim giggled. "Wait, I mean it. I would like to do that again. You attracted me in the queue. You have given me the fucking of my life and I loved it. I want it again and I want to know more about you?" Her eyes were pleading with him.

Steve looked down at her and reached out his hand to hers.

"That sounds a fine idea. I guess we both have things to do now, but maybe we could meet again in the bar tonight.........and we could cook up something together or would that be a recipe for disaster? ........... .