The Bitter End (3 page)

“Thank you,” I said and he stepped up behind me.

“What?”

I turned and he was right there and he caught my arm as I swayed on my feet a bit.

“Thanks. For apologizing and bringing me wine and three roses and a ring I will not wear.”

He grinned at me and I didn’t get until he glanced down and I did too as his erect cock had the ring sitting on it. I rubbed my neck and looked up and then to the sides.

“You want it?” he asked me and I looked at him and narrowed my eyes.

“Want what?”

“The ring?” he whispered to me and I stood there feeling flush and completely out of my element with him.

“I told you...” he took my hand into his and pulled it down to his erection and placed my fingers around it firmly. He squeezed it slightly and I sucked in my breath as he slowly pulled my hand along his shaft until he looked down and I felt the ring slip onto my finger. I stood there trembling a bit as his cock twitched slightly.

“I can smell your pussy,” h
e whispered and I stared at his lips.

“That is so rude,
” I said and he grinned at me.

“It smells sweet.”

“You smell money.”

He grabbed me and pulled me to him a bit rougher than I was used to being handled by men.

“If you have money in your pussy I will find it and any other place you may have it hidden.”

I laughed at him.

“That cannot possibly be your fucking pick up line.”

“No. This is.”

He lifted me and slipped my panties over with two fingers bringing me down onto his cock forcefully and I gasped for air as he was larger than any cock I had ever taken before. He held my ass tightly as my legs wrapped around him tightly. My body shook slightly and he watched my mouth as he lifted me up a little bit and then pulled me back down with force, so much so I felt as if I might bruise from it but something about it and his rough demeanor played to my bodies senses and I allowed him to move me up and down a few more times as my pussy became wetter and wetter with each stroke of his cock inside of me.

“Ryan!” I screamed out as Holland looked up at me, her lips wet from eating me out. She grinned and tilted her head.

“Are you fucking serious?” she asked me and I leaned up and pushed her fucking head back down into me as her tongue lapped at my clit and I let myself cum on her fingers as they moved in my vagina. I covered my face with my pillow and stopped my own breathing for a few seconds as Ryan’s fucking grin consumed me and prolonged the orgasm. I hate him so much right now for invading my mind….asshole.

I soaked in the bath for much longer than I usually do. I mean
, I love bathing in hot water but I’d been sitting there for an hour as the water began to cool just thinking about the night before and the fact that Ryan had pretty much ruined a perfectly good evening of having my pussy eaten out by Holland. Holland is a
friend with benefits
and her benefit to me is a guilty pleasure I have of being with women and she gets the benefit of “presents” from me as in stuff she wants. I think it is a great arrangement and I know I am a fucking bitch for talking about Ryan getting paid to fuck, but Holland comes from money, she doesn’t need this shit…we are just playing around anyway. I mean, come on. We have been fingering each other since sophomore year when we both drank a bit too much and it just happened. But shit, having a good friend like that when no one else is around is fabulous.

She popped up out of the water and smiled at me and I rolled
my eyes. I was so consumed in thought that the dildo was useless and she quickly turned it on herself. I leaned up and kissed her lips softly. She sucked in her breath at my mouth and I fingered her ass as she shoved the dildo deep into herself and I could feel the vibration with my hand. I smiled as she cried out and let her head fall back. Then she turned it off and tossed it across the floor as I touched her face and grinned.

“What do you think about when you come?” I asked her and she smiled at me.

“I think about two cocks in me and one in my mouth.”

“Really?” I said as I leaned back on the other end of the tub and she raised a foot up slowly, water dripped off of her pale skin and I watched it return to what was left of the bubbles below it. She raised her hand and slowly moved it along her leg and I watched as if I needed too, then she glanced at me.

“A good gang bang would fucking rock. I have yet to do that.”

“Probably. I don’t kno
w. I think one person is enough,” I said as I laughed.

“You have never done it with more than one person?”
she asked me.

I tilted my head back and placed the wash cloth across my closed eyes.

“This water is getting fucking cold, let’s go get breakfast.”

“We should set it up, I know a few…” she started to say and I took the washcloth from my eyes and stared at her.

“I am fine, but you go get your shit stretched out if you like.”

She smacked the water and splashed me. I wiped water from my face and grinned at her.

“I do exercises,” she said and I narrowed my eyes at her.

“You what?”

“Exercises to make it tight.”

“Your pussy?” I said as I splashed her back and she laughed at me.

“Yes of course! My mom said…”

I stood up and shook my head at
her as the maid stepped up and handed me a towel. I took it not even looking at her.

“You
r mom?”

“Yes, she said you have to keep your pussy tight or you will never keep a man.”

I stepped out and wrapped the towel around me as Holland stood up and the maid handed her a towel too. She stepped out and I finally looked at the maid.

“Have the driver ready,
” I said and she left us, barely making any expression at all. My staff is not here to be human. They are here to serve me so I often forget to even say shit to them. In fact I forgot she was even in the bathroom with us. I find it funny that I talk to my A.I. in the penthouse more than I do to the staff. I guess in that way I am like my father…fucking great.

I rubbed my hair and Holland did the same as I looked down and saw a drip of blood come
from her onto my white rug that sits along my oversized bathtub.

“What the fuck
, Holland?”

She looked down and
‘oh’d’ as she looked at the spots on the rug.

“Oh fuck.”

She pushed the towel up in between her legs and I stared at her.

“Not so tight
, huh?”

“Shut the fuck up, Beth,” she said, as she looked agitated.

“I am onl
y kidding, lighten up you bitch,” I said as I walked to the three large mirrors on the wall and opened up my towel to look at my body. I leaned in and stared at my stomach and then my breasts.

“I may need some work done,
” I said and Holland stepped up behind me and smiled as she leaned and looked at me too.

“It is a ball.”

“What?” I asked her and she smiled at me in the mirror.

“A ball, I shove it up in my pussy and practice on it, I tighten my muscles. It is fucking amazing I swear. I also cum on it, makes it easier to pop it out.”

I laughed and closed my towel up, turning to look at her.

“What if it got caught up there and shit?”

“Oh my god, it has a chain on it.”

“A chain? That is insane.”

“It is a small chain, for shit’s sake. Just trust me. Practice making that shit tight and you will rule the dick forever.”

I turned back to the mirror and stared at myself. I may be young but eventually age would take everything away from me and even a ball in my pussy could not change that shit.

****

Ryan leaned up and stared at Holland as he grinned. He smelled her lips and then licked them and she closed her eyes.

“I appreciate that you leave her taste on you. I enjoy it,” he said as she slipped her panties off and turned around slowly. He stroked his cock a few times and savored the taste of me inside of his mouth.

“You said you wanted…..ouch, Ryan it hurts.”

Ryan pushed his cock deep into her ass and moaned a bit as she squirmed. He slapped her ass and she stopped moving.

“It is supposed to,” h
e said as he reached around and started to play with her clit. She bit into her lip and her eyes rolled back into her head as he ground his hips against her ass and then started to fuck her harder.

“Tell me what…what she said,” h
e said as he tried to control his breathing and she held onto the toilet in the stall.

“I was eating her pussy…Ryan!” she said as he lifted her legs and wrapped them behind him so he could move forward and she slammed against the wall as he spread his legs and started to thrust upward as hard as he could, then he slowed down and she moaned deep in the back of her throat. He held onto her small breast
s tightly, leaving marks on her skin with his fingers and then he lowered one hand and started to play with her clit again.

“And,” h
e said almost in a growl.

“She was
moaning and shit and then she…”

“She what?” he said as he started to fuck her very quickly and her ass tightened around his cock as he buried his face into her back.

“She cried out your name as she started to come!” Holland yelled out and Ryan pulled out of her, flipped her around and made her straddle the toilet as he held the tip of his cock to her mouth. She kept her lips tightly pressed together but he grabbed her throat and squeezed. Just as she opened her mouth he shoved the full length of his cock into it. He moaned as he grabbed the back of her hair and fucked her mouth until she could feel the cum filling her throat and she was forced to swallow it. His body trembled and then he let her go and she backed up, gasping for breath and she stared up at him.

“I didn’t even come
you fucking asshole.”

He grabbed her up, turning quickly and shoved his dick deep into her pussy as she watched his expression. He started to grind against her clit as his large size stretched her further and further. She then opened her mouth up as he placed 4 of his fingers into her mouth and she bit down as the orgasm rocked through her whole body.

Holland leaned up into the mirror and touched her bottom lip as it looked a bit swollen and Ryan stood behind her, zipping up his pants. He stepped up beside her and washed his hands, almost acting as if she were not there. She then pulled her lip gloss and started to put it on as he turned to her and smiled.

“What else did she say about me?” he asked and she turned to him and grinned.

“She thinks you are cheap and beneath her.”

“I would love to be both.”

“Obviously, listen. I have money if you…”

Ryan stopped her.

“I don’t need your fucking money. I just need for you to continue to help me by telling me what she says and what she does. That is what we agreed upon and in return you get cock.”

Holland smiled and reached down touching his bulge in his pants and he did not even look disturbed by it. She rubbed it and he took her hand and pulled it up while he smiled at her.

“You get one fuck for one piece of information.”

“Oh I will bring you more.”

He leaned in and touched her chin as she watched him closely.

“I need for you to mention me. In a good way.”

Holland laughed and stepped back from him.

“In a good way? Are you fucking serious? What good things are there to say about you
, Ryan?”

She turned back to the mirror and leaned in.

“You are a prostitute.”

He leaned into her ear.

“And you are a whore. Guess we are even.”

Holland turned to him and stared into his eyes.

“Takes one to know one.”

He laughed and started to walk out
of the bathroom. He stopped and handed the man sitting on the chair $100 dollar bill and he smiled at the money and placed it into his pocket. Then he turned back to Holland.

“Just do your job better than you suck dick.”

The man on the chair laughed under his breath and Holland glanced at him and then turned back to the mirror. She threw her lip gloss into her bag and then huffed out of the bathroom like the spoiled bitch that she is.

I sat at the table and stared at the menu as Holland finally arrived. She wanted to go home and change and honestly I did not blame her one bit. We had fucked a few times and then she started which was disgusting anyway. I looked up at her as she walked towards me a bit slowly and then she grinned and picked up the pace until she sat down slowly. I eyed her and leaned up.

“You okay?”

“Cramps…they fucking suck.”