Hot Billionaire Sex (5 page)

The teen girl groaned at the sensation of the cock sliding along her pussy lips. It was guided to her wet opening, teasing around the entrance to the point where it was driving her crazy. She begged for it to be put in, but the billionaire continued to torment her and make her beg for cock. He finally put her out of her misery and slipped the head just inside. The feel of her pussy lips being spread open by the thickness made Brittany gasp and she tried to push back. The restraints holding her in place allowed her only a little movement though and she needed to wait until Mr. Cooper thrust his hips forward before feeling the satisfaction of her pussy being completely filled with cock. She circled her hips to make the hardness work around inside her. The grinding of the billionaire’s body on her abused ass was sore, but the pain felt good, bringing the excitement back to her body. She squealed as the abuse continued, the spank of the hand onto her ass making her body convulse again. Mr. Cooper was suddenly in full flow, his hand slapping down onto the naked buttocks as he began to fuck into tight teen pussy. He finally stopped spanking so that he could grab hold of Brittany’s hips, thrusting at her harder and faster as the thrill of fucking her spurred him on. He could feel the pleasure in his body growing by the second and sped up his movements further still as he worked to bring on his climax. He brought himself to the point of cumming on a few occasions, each time holding back from a release to build the tension in his body. It served to drive him wild and his thrusts took on an urgency as he finally sensed that he wouldn’t be able to control himself again. Brittany winced as the fingers gripped her hips hard, the cock fucking into her furiously as Mr.  Cooper finally pushed himself all the way to completion.

The billionaire’s groan sounded almost like a roar as he felt his cock tense at the point of release and he fucked his full length deep inside the teen girl’s wet pussy. The sudden stream of cum brought out a moan from Brittany also and she shuddered as the cock jerked hard inside her. Mr. Cooper tried to push deeper as the torrent of cum flooded from him and filled teen pussy. As his climax faded, he started to thrust his cock into the wet hole again to milk his balls dry and didn’t stop until the softening of his erection made it impossible. He finally pulled back and watched as the white started to seep out of Brittany and slide down her thighs.

“Let me go,” she moaned, her body feeling tired from kneeling in position for so long and taking the billionaire’s abuse.

“How about another twenty percent,” he teased.

“No…,” she groaned. “I want to go home.” The billionaire grinned as he worked around the table releasing the straps. Brittany grabbed the belt from around her neck and threw it on the floor. She took hold of her panties and jeans and pulled them up, forced her breasts back into the bra cups and tugged her t-shirt down.

“You don’t want a shower this time?” Mr. Cooper asked.

“I’ll have one when I get home,” she said, walking over to the door. She looked back at the billionaire. “Well?” she said. “I can’t walk through locked doors.” He picked the key from his trouser pocket and threw it across the room to the teen girl. Brittany unlocked the door and opened it.

“Give me a call if you want to help your father more,” Mr. Cooper said. It was the same line he used when she walked out the room at the Beverly hotel. At that time she never expected to go back for more, but as she turned back to look at the billionaire this time she grinned.

“I’ve got your number,” she said. “You’ll just have to wait and see if I call.”

“You’ll call,’ he shouted as she closed the door. The grin on Brittany’s face widened. She couldn’t deny he was right and knew that it wouldn’t be too long before she heard his voice on the phone again.

Candice narrowed her eyes under the glare of the artificial light. Getting ready at three o’clock in the morning was not something that was on her list of likes, but it wasn’t as if she got a choice in the matter. She enjoyed working for AEA Jets, the luxury charter company offering a flight service to millionaires and billionaires which allowed them to travel to any location on the planet. For a price that was and the price was high enough that Candice was well paid and spent her working life in fairly luxurious surroundings. She knew well enough that it wasn’t all glamour though, at least not for her, and the work could be exhausting. The 3.00 am starts were evidence of that and as she gazed in the mirror trying to apply eye shadow, Candice cursed silently under her breath. She was still half asleep, which made putting on makeup all the more difficult, but she persevered until she got the look right. Grabbing a brush she worked it through her hair and then tied her long blonde tresses up. It made life easier if her hair didn’t get in the way and the style was easier to maintain on a long flight.

When she was finally satisfied with her appearance, she stepped away from the mirror and dressed. The smart blue and red uniform accentuated her slim figure and she knew it looked good on her. She got plenty of compliments to that effect from the customers that used the jets, but generally smiled sweetly, said thanks and then brushed them off as no more than the sweet talk of billionaires. Moving to the kitchen, she made herself a cup of coffee and the caffeine hit helped to bring her fully awake. The flight wasn’t due to leave until 8.30 am, but the company liked their operatives to arrive at the airport and be available long before that. The rich and well heeled could be impatient and impetuous and didn’t want to be kept waiting if they turned up early for a flight. Candice looked at her watch and saw that it was fifteen minutes after three. She wasn’t expected at the airport until four and chose to live in an apartment close enough that it was only a ten minute taxi ride for her to get there. Her regular cab ride wasn’t due for another twenty minutes or so and she sat back to enjoy her coffee. When the time hit 3.30, Candice finally got up and put on her jacket. Her overnight bag was packed and waiting in the hallway and after a quick trip around her apartment to make sure that everything was in order, she grabbed it and made her way to the elevator. The ride down to the lobby was quick and she saw the cab pull up outside the front doors only a couple of minutes later. She stepped outside into the cool night air, opened the door and got into the back of the vehicle.

“Hey Mike,” she greeted the driver.

He looked in the rearview mirror and smiled. “I’m fifty six you know,” he teased. “These early morning starts aren’t good for my health.”

“Yeah, yeah,” Candice replied with a grin. “The last time you complained that they were ruining your love life. What will it be next time?”

“Hey less of the cheek,” he continued teasing. “Didn’t your mother teach you about respecting your elders?”

“She did,” laughed Candice. “I also seem to remember she warned me to be wary of crazy cab drivers.”

“Well you should be careful not to meet any then,” he shot back.

Candice laughed louder. “I think I already have.” The cab pulled away from the curb and for a few minutes she looked out the window at the lights of the passing city.

“So where are you off to this time?” Mike asked, breaking into her concentration.

“It’s a long one today,” she answered. “I’m going to see the sights of Hong Kong.”

The cab driver let out a low whistle. “You sure get to see some of the world,” he said.

“Yeah, but like I told you before it’s all in a bit of a whirlwind,” she replied. “The turnaround time for flights is generally fairly short so we see the sights in a rush if we have time and then it’s back home again.”

“Ah…, the jet set life,” Mike teased. “When I’m a millionaire I think I’ll take in the sights of Europe.”

“I didn’t realize cab driving was that well paid,” laughed Candice.

“Oh yeah,” he said “It’s the tips I get that help.”

“Is that a hint?” she asked.

“Now would I be that obvious,” Mike laughed, but fell silent to concentrate on the highway and Candice returned her attention to the passing city. She could see the lights of the airport in the distance and with little traffic about at such an early hour they quickly approached it. When the cab finally drew to a halt, she looked at her watch and saw that it was ten minutes before four. “Perfect timing as always,” she said as she handed over the money.

“Thanks miss.” The cab driver tipped an imaginary hat in her direction and she smiled back at him.

“Have a nice day,” Candice said as she closed the door of the vehicle and turned to walk inside the large building. Unlike the roads, the airport was fairly busy and Candice marveled at the number of people already milling around. She strode quickly to the offices of AEA Jets, keying the number into the security pad at the door and moving inside as the lock opened. She walked along to the room with her desk and discarded her bag and jacket. Moving to the briefing room, she already found her boss, the pilot and co-pilot waiting for her.

“Last as usual,” her boss, Harry said.

Candice looked at her watch and saw it was still before four o’clock. “But on time,” she shot back.

Harry grinned as he checked his watch. “Yup,” he conceded, “but on time as usual also.” Candice nodded towards the pilot and co-pilot and grabbed a seat to listen to the quick briefing about the job.

“OK,” started Harry. “The job today involves a new client.” He reached out a hand to press a key on the laptop computer in front of him and turned to look at the screen on the wall behind. “That is Marcus Bellingham, owner of Bellingham Industries.”

Candice looked at the face of the handsome man being projected on the screen. The dark hair and eyes gave him a brooding look and this was accentuated by the unsmiling expression. She’d heard the name before, but knew little about the man other than that he and his company were worth a fortune.

“Mr. Bellingham is traveling to Hong Kong for a series of business meetings as far as I have been told. His return flight isn’t for a couple of weeks so you will drop him off at the international airport where he will be met by his people. You’ll return without a passenger, but Mr. Bellingham had paid to make it worth our while to make the trip. From the information we have about him, the man is polite and well mannered…, as long as everything is to his liking.” Harry leaned forward and handed a sheet of paper to Candice. “That’s his likes and dislikes, so make sure you know them before you get on the plane. It’s a simple trip that shouldn’t give you any problems and hopefully will bring on board another client that will make regular use of us. If you have any questions, speak up now.”

“What’s his time keeping like?” the pilot asked.

Harry grinned. “He’s a billionaire so your guess is as good as mine. As you are well aware they work to their own schedule, but his people already contacted me this morning to make sure everything is in order and said he is on his way. I expect him to be here on time so you need to be ready for him.”

“Good,” the pilot laughed. “I hate when these billionaires keep us waiting.”

“Is he traveling alone?” asked Candice.

“Yup,” answered Harry. “It will just be him on the flight, so you can give your undivided attention to make sure everything is perfect for him. Like I say, we would like him to be a regular guest so want to pull out all the stops to make sure he is.”

Candice nodded and when no more questions were forthcoming Harry broke up the meeting. As the pilots went out to start their pre-flight checks, Candice looked through the list of likes and dislikes. It seemed fairly straightforward and she went to make sure that everything was ready to be loaded on the flight. When the pilots finished their checks, the ground staff worked to get the food, drink and other items on board as quickly as possible and Candice did a final check when they were finished. Everything seemed to be in order and she sat down to relax and wait for the arrival of the guest. It was just after 7.30 when they got the nod from their boss that Mr. Bellingham was at the airport. Candice put her jacket on and went to the restroom to have a quick look at her appearance. She was back at the door of the plane before Harry walked up the steps of the jet and introduced Mr. Bellingham to the pilots. He then moved to her.

“This is Candice,” Harry started. “She’s here to make sure you are comfortable for the duration of the flight and will tend to your needs.”

The flicker of a smile crossed the brooding good looks. It was there and gone in an instant, but Candice caught sight of it. She held out her hand. “It’s nice to meet you sir,” she said. “If there is anything you need, just ask.” The smile was broader this time and remained on the billionaire’s face and he seemed to hold her hand a fraction longer than was really necessary.