Billionairess Thief (An Erotic Tale) (4 page)

“Shit! Fuck!” I watched myself in the mirror. I was about to cum…

Then there was an obtrusive knock at the door.

The Russians, Makar and Andrei have come for my sex. They took the bait,
I thought, as I tossed the bullet to the side of the couch. I was going to put on some clothes, then thought better of it. I planned to lure them with my sex, and use my charm to reach my goal. I was going to steal that diamond by any means necessary, even if it meant playing my own role as an exhibitionist and a whore. I would put on a show for them, and do what it took to steal the diamond.

You’re the reincarnation of your grandmother. Will you kill for the diamonds?”
the voice in my head queried.

I opened the door, and there stood the man from room service. He was dressed in a uniform cap and a white smock with bifocals thick as coke bottles. He held a tray in his hand. The Russian sentry, Alexander, was supposed to be positioned outside the Russian’s door, but he was gone. The room service guy had his head down, staring at my nudity. All I had on was my Victory Secret panties. No bra. I enjoyed my impromptu dick tease.

As I reached for the tray, he did something that completely caught me by surprise. He pushed his way into my suite.

“What are you doing?” I shrieked. I was not prepared for this. I had underestimated my enemies.

The Element of Surprise

“Bitch, you set me up!” he said accusingly and took a step towards me as he removed the cap and glasses. This completely caught me off guard. I was a woman playing in the men’s league. My breath caught in my throat. It was Mark Gotti in disguise.

“What are you talking about? And what the hell are you doing in my room?” I raised my voice, as I partially covered my breasts. I tried to sound stern, unafraid. But actually, I was terrified.

“You told them we were coming. You warned the Russians that they were going to be robbed. You tried to set me up!”

“That is preposterous!” I huffed, and walked over to retrieve my bra off the floor. I gave him an eyeful as I bent over.

“Who else could have warned them?” he said as he watched me put on my bra.

“I didn’t. Besides, how would I know that you would be here for this caper? You and your family have stolen millions of dollars in the last few years, and most of it was from my family.”

“I told you that was a mix up. You’re nothing but a spoiled brat. You shouldn’t even be here. Your family’s worth is exorbitant.”

“Isn’t that like the pot calling the kettle black?” I said sarcastically. I watched his eyes soften as he ogled my rondure hips and thighs.

He changed his tone. “How convenient, you and the Russians just happen to be staying in a suite next door to each other.”

“That was a coincidence,” I lied.

“Why can’t we work together? I know you’re lying so let’s just be honest.”

“Oh, you mean like you did with the Belgian heist, and your family made off with hundreds of millions of dollars in jewels that should belong to my family?” I spat.

He rolled his eyes up at the ceiling then walked up to me. I hesitantly took a step back as I expelled a deep breath.

“The Russian security is downstairs at the bar, drinking up a storm and being entertained by African harlots. Let’s do this heist together. Give me a chance, let me make it up to you.” he said softly and placed a hand on my shoulder. He pulled me close, into his embrace.

“No! Stop!”

My voice said no, but my body was saying yes. His visceral instincts kicked in. He knew I was there for the taking. Why else had I not bothered to put my clothes on? Why hadn’t I asked him to leave? I flinched as I felt his cock rub up against my thigh. He was so hard, it felt like he had wood in his pants. Meekly, I resisted and tussled like I wanted him to let me go. He groped my ass cheeks and pulled them apart. He squeezed hard, like rough sex. That turned me on. He then forcefully placed his lips on my neck. Feebly, I resisted. His lips were hot like lava. I squirmed under his touch.

“You remember you used to let me finger fuck you in the back of the limousine? I always wanted to lick your pussy. Instead, I had to lick my fingers. But now—”

“Noo.” I whined weakly, and pushed against his muscular chest. God he felt good.

“You know you want this dick,” he said wantonly and took my hand.

He placed it against his cock. He was ramrod hard, and long as my forearm. I shuddered as I thought about the depth of his cock penetrating me, impaling me. I didn’t remove my hand from his large cock. I couldn’t if I wanted to. Instead, I squeezed it like a pet snake, admiring its girth. I laved every inch, stroking it as if it were the most precious gift.

Mark unhooked my bra and slid it off my shoulders. His tongue suddenly slithered across my neck and down my breasts, leaving a hot trail of saliva. He squeezed them lustfully and began to slobber and lap at my nipples greedily. He moved my panties to the side, and shoved a finger inside my pussy. I flinched uncontrollably as if I had been doused with ice water

“Ohhhh, g…god…shit… hum.” I moaned.

That was when I lost all inhibitions, all control. I reached down and unfastened his pants. His cock popped out, dangled long like a pole. I gasped and sucked in a protracted breath. The whole time, he looked at me with an insatiable desire that was almost savage, bestial even. I had the urge to ingurgitate him deep into the back of my throat. To siphon his semen as I caressed him with both hands. His cock was pale, white as snow, and except for the mushroom head, it was ashen pink with corrugated veins as large as my fingers, running the length of his shaft.

Suddenly, Mark picked me up and carried me over to the couch. I spread my legs and lassoed his waist. It almost seemed as if he was carrying me on his mammoth cock. I could feel it wedged between my ass cheeks. Light as a feather, he placed me on the couch, got down on his knees and pulled my panties to the side again. By then, I was wet as a river, spewing cum like a faucet.

He smiled up at me with a sheepish grin, and said honestly, “I’ve always wanted to do this. To eat your pussy, to have you cum in my mouth.”

The entire time he talked, I stroked the back of his head as if beckoning him, rushing him to hurry up and bury his face in my pussy. I was about to explode. I needed a climax. I needed to release.

He dipped his lips first, and licked my engorged clitoris and then tongued my vulva gluttonously. The sensation was titillating. My legs, as if having a mind of their own, spread like wings as I took flight, soaring into the clouds. He worked his tongue like a magician; molesting, teasing, tasting every morsel of my pussy like I was a delicacy to be savored. Then he did something that I had never experienced before, he eased an index finger deftly inside my anus and stroked it while he sucked on my clitoris and hummed a lullaby. The erogenous vibration along with his finger’s deep penetration nearly drove me up the wall as he took my body to new heights, leaps and bounds.

I cried out exultantly as my hips worked franticly. I grabbed the back of his head and began to feverishly fuck his face at frenetic pace, then his tongue took a trek down south to join his finger at my anus, in a duel of penetration, causing a joyous manipulation of my body’s most sacred orifice. I praised the rapturous sensation. My head whiplashed back in convulsions. Instantly, I creamed on his face as my body involuntary shook and shivered.

“OOOOHHH, Fucking yessss! Yesssss! That’s it! That’s it! Right there!” he continued to suck on my clitoris, unabated, unmercifully, until it was too much to bear, until I couldn’t take it anymore. I squirmed as he lapped up my juices. His mouth moved with a satiating lubricious tongue. I began to scoot away from him to escape from the pleasures that drove me insane. He pulled me back, pinned my legs down, and continued the lashing of his tongue. The succulent feel of his lips as he devoured my flesh pushed me past the point of ecstasy. Beyond where any man has ever taken me.

I was his victim.

He was my assailant.

“You like this, Marilyn?” he said in muffled tone, smothered in my pussy. I could feel cum sliding down my ass cheeks.

“Yesss! Yessss!” I intoned lewdly.

For some crazy reason, tears welled in my eyes as I rode the turbulent odyssey of his tongue. My hormones were out of sync, and I was on the brink of another orgasm. There was nothing quixotic about the way he ravished my body, completely dominating me with his every whim.

I came again, this time more intense, more violent, causing my entire body to quiver. He pulled his mouth away from me and my pussy felt nude, barren like his mouth was intended to be a part of my anatomy. He just looked at me with a fiendish scowl, opaque blue eyes, like he could see the blueprint to my soul.

“We will pull the heist off together. You and I. Work as a team?” he said with enthusiasm as my juices glistened on his face, saturating his mustache.

I gave him a subtle shrug, something that said, ‘let me think about it’. His face flushed, then he flashed a gloating grin. I felt a draft between my legs. He reached up and squeezed my nipple so hard, it hurt in a pleasurable way. That’s when he pulled out a condom. I watched him like I was in a trance, lulled to submission by his tongue’s dance.

He was so well endowed that it looked like the condom was going to burst as he put it on. I couldn’t help it, I grabbed his cock and stroked like a genie would stroke a magic lamp.

“You’re going to have to go real slow with me. I’m real tight. I’ve never been with a man with a cock that size.”

He grunted his pleasure and stroked himself. I could see the outline of the cock’s massive head through the latex of the condom. He rolled me over on my stomach and spanked me on my ass so hard pain, ricocheted through my body.

“Ouch!” I complained.

Secretly, I had always enjoyed rough sex, and men and bad boys who know what they are doing. I could tell the lascivious prowess of his sex would be indiscriminate as his large hand plied my pussy lips apart. I heard him spit on his cock and stroke himself autoerotic, preparing to go deep inside me.

He eased the head of his shaft inside my wet pussy. I gasped, eyes spread wide as pain went through my body. It felt like he was tearing the walls of my vagina, stretching me. I grabbed hold of the couch and sucked in a breath as he went deeper. His body worked up a rhythm. He developed a pace. He stroked me faster. I tried to match his strokes, but the pain was unbearable. He began to fill me all the way to what felt like my chest cavity. I moaned to the backdrop of the slippery wet sounds my pussy friction was making with his cock. Then he grabbed me by my ass and plunged deeper. He fucked me slow, with a building intensity. I could feel his momentum, his primitive thirst, with the voracity of each of his strokes.

“Ohhh weee yeahh, yes, that feels so good! Oomph.”

I bit down on my bottom lip and rode the tide as he squeezed my ass, then spanked it hard. I cried out in pain, the most delicious pain I had ever endured in my life as he lost all the rhythm and began to take my body on a turbulent roller coaster ride. He dove deeper. I screamed and nearly collapsed on the couch. Had it not been for him holding on to my ass with a tight grip, frenetically fucking me at jackhammer pace, causing my breast to flail, we would have toppled over. I could hear his guttural grunts and indelicate whispering as he called my name as if he was inebriated, intoxicated off our fevered fuck. That’s when I felt a trickle of saliva fall on my anus as he took my body to a new level of torrid passion.

At first I thought he was just slobbering on me as his body when into fits, but then I saw him reach for something on the couch. Moments later, I felt something cool and metal slither into my rectum. The feeling was sheer bliss, but at the same time, excruciating. It was then that I realized that I must be a sadomasochist. I love the pain, relished the pleasure of his wanton abuse as he pounded deep inside of me with his massive cock, and ambidextrously fucked my asshole with the dildo. I had never experienced anything like that before. Instantly, my body rocked and shuddered with convulsions like I was having seizure. I began a spasmic shivering as I came, creaming all over him and his massive cock.