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This is the final part of the Determined Man, and the last TG fiction
that I intend to write for some time. For those of you who have been
following this story I thank you profoundly. Writing this has been an
interesting and important journey for me and I don't think I'd have done
it without encouragement.
I also know that some people may have been hoping for one ending or
another. All I can do is present to you the ending as I always envisaged
it. This suits my own very particular tastes and I apologise if it
doesn't suit your own. Feel free to imagine it (and maybe even write it
if you want) differently. I should also say that to understand this part
it may benefit the reader to revisit the earlier chapters.
Thanks and bye for a while.
Part 11 - Chapter 24
Her dress was black, but that's where any measure of restraint ended.
The dress was strapless, and apart from an extravagant diamond and white
gold necklace, her entire decolotage was bare. Her huge G cup breasts
were covered only up to the nipple and very little further, and the
narrow band beneath her bust ensured that the dress tightly displayed
their perfectly rounded shape. A great valley of cleavage deepened with
every in-breath as her breasts heaved outwards. She saw every man
staring at them, but it didn't bother her, it only made her more happy.
She knew that her husband enjoyed the fact that she was desired by all
of his rivals, and she also knew that he would make it very clear at the
end of the night who had the true claim to her body. She held her head
high, proud to be his, and delighted to make him proud.
Her elegant legs were made to seem even longer by five inch black
stilletoes, and by a slit in her dress that reached right up to her hip,
showing the rounded feminine shape and creamy white skin of her thigh.
Her blonde hair was piled atop her head in dramatic swirls, leaving her
delicate neck exposed and showing off her large diamond earrings.
Tonight was the most important wedding of the season, bar her own a few
months earlier of course, and so she had brought out her very best
jewellery. It made her feel like a princess to wear them.
Her movement was both a glide across the floor and a bounce from side to
side as her hips shifted right and left, all the time with her arm
threaded through that of her husband. She was by far the most beautiful
women in the opulently decorated ballroom.
Billie loved Hector so deeply. He was such an important man, a partner
and rising star in one of the top accountancy firms in the country. He
also had class; family history going back centuries. She knew that she
was incredibly lucky to be his wife, and she always made sure that he
knew how much she appreciated him. She could remember Hector from the
time before the change, and she knew that she used to dislike him, but
now she just shook her head at the memory, thinking how silly and short-
sighted she must have been. She leaned into him a little more and he
kissed her gently on the forehead.
Hector was greeted by some other clearly very important people and
Billie stood dutifully by his side, smiling up at him and laughing
softly at the jokes that he made. She saw that the eyes of the man
Hector was speaking to were fixed firmly on her bosom. She fiddled with
her necklace, running her long fingernails over her soft supple skin,
enjoying his gaze. Hector's arm was around her waist as they stood,
making her feel so safe and desired. Every now and again his hand
reached lower and squeezed the soft flesh of her bottom, a reminder of
the activities they had shared in the bedroom last night and every
night.
Another set of guests came over to speak with them, and this time the
woman had a baby in her arms. Billie cooed over the little girl and
smiled widely and brightly, showing her even, white teeth. She turned to
Hector with an imploring expression and pressed her hand to his chest,
her twin wedding and engagement rings twinkling in the light. Her heart
lept at the thought of bearing Hector's children. It was what she wanted
most. For her belly to be filled up with his seed and to nourish and
care for the next generation of the Salisbury dynasty.
The couple moved on and Hector whispered gently into his wife's ear.
"Not quite yet. But soon". She giggled in response and leaned up to kiss
him. Their lips met softly while he pulled her body firmly to his own.
She loved to be held by him. She parted her lips in desire and welcomed
his tongue into her mouth.
They eased away from the embrace, but as they parted he whispered
something else to her "No harm practising in the meantime" gesturing to
a door that was slightly ajar, showing the way to a dimly lit adjoining
room. She clapped lightly and giggled. Billie pressed her body into him
one more time and then turned and walked quickly but not too quickly,
lightfooted on her high heels, leading Hector through the door and into
the side room.
It appeared to be a library, and from the dust sheets covering several
chairs, it was clear that it was not in use for the day's festivities.
Hector threw one of the sheets aside, revealing a heavy-looking antique
georgian wooden dining chair with leather upholstery. He turned back to
Billie and drew her in close with his arm around her delicate waist.
They kissed again, deeply, with Billie's arms around his neck, while one
of his hands ran up through the hair on the back of her head, and the
other reached down to press on the small of her back. She moved her
luscious body up and down against Hector's. She could feel his hard dick
pressing into her through their clothes.
Slowly, he turned her around and kissed her shoulders and the back of
her neck. His every touch felt to her like a meeting of their very
souls. Her waist was made to be circled by his big hands. Her smooth
skin was made to be kissed by his mouth. He paused and breathed her in,
savouring her feminine scent. His hand reached around and took a hold of
her breasts, massaging them slowly through her dress, bringing them up
even higher under her chin. She loved that he loved her big titties so
much. She felt fulfilled to be able to offer them to him. She was glad
that he had not held back in saying what he wanted, and had instead been
honest enough to give her the giant boobs that he desired.
Hector's touch and the knowledge that the party was continuing just a
few feet away was making Billie hot and she felt weak at the knees. She
pressed her bottom back in towards him to steady herself. He took a hold
of her wide hips and she began to move her bottom in a wide circular
motion, pressing back into him with her big soft bottom. She twisted her
neck around to kiss him and her plump lips met his. The rhythm of her
hips and the rhythm of their kiss became one, pressing and releasing,
pressing and releasing again. She loved him deeply. They were entwined,
body and spirit.
One of his hands found the slit of her dress and worked its way inside
to joint the motion of their bodies. Two fingers pressed between her
legs against her black satin panties, pressure rolling from top to
bottom along the length of the quickly swelling lips of her pussy, as
she continued to press her bottom up against his crotch. Again and again
they moved together, man and woman. A light gasp escaped Billie's
painted lips between their kisses.
His hand slipped inside her panties, penetrating her last flimsy line of
defence and now brushing gently up and down directly upon the moist
entrance to her cunt. Billie wanted him inside her, but she also enjoyed
the anticipation, drinking in her own building arousal. She reached
around behind her, expertly released his belt, and placed her small hand
into his pants and around his dick. It was hard and hot. Just how she
liked it. She pumped it with her hand, twisting slightly at the head in
the way that she knew drove Hector wild. He responded, one hand reaching
inside the top of her dress to massage a giant tit, while the fingers of
the other hand pressed inward and parted the soft folds of her hot
pussy. All attempts at kissing were now abandoned and she moaned, unable
to restrain herself despite the party next door. Hector's fingers
pressed up and inside her vagina, finding that especially magical place
on the front wall. She felt so loved, so desired. She loosened off her
own grip on his rod as she built towards her first orgasm of the day.
She didn't want to deny them both the pleasure of him cumming inside
her.
Billie's eyes fluttered and her eyes lost focus as the wave crashed
through her body. She bucked her hips against his hand, which stayed
locked inside her. He eased off slightly, leaving her gasping, and then
pressed on hard again. She squeeled with delight as a second wave
quickly built and burst again. Every inch of her was alive with
sensation. His breath on her neck. His big hand gently tweaking her
nipple, her beautiful dress, still tight to her waist and clinging to
the curves of her bottom. And most of all, his hand on and in her pussy.
Her hot, wet, tight pussy. Fulfilling its purpose as an instrument of
pleasure. She credited it all to Hector. He treated her so well. She was
loved, cherished and desired.
She needed to reward him. Billie extricated his hand from between her
legs and spun around. Her eyes blazed with sexual need as she placed two
hands on his chest and backed him into the antique chair. She ripped off
her clothes and stood before him, naked except for her five inch high
heels and the extravagant diamond jewellery adorning her neck and ears.
He had bought these for her and she wanted him to see them at their
best. Heck, he had bought all of her. Billie was his; to embrace; to
fuck; to consume. She danced for him, twisting and swaying, the shaft of
light from the crack of the door playing across each of her features in
turn; her long, sensual legs; taut little tummy; magnificent round
breasts; full lips; deep, sparkling eyes. All of it belonged to Hector.
Still swaying her hips to a rhythm, Billie leaned over him, slowly
unbuttoned his shirt and parted it with her delicate fingers, running
them across Hecor's strong chest and stomach. His already opened
trousers slipped easily off his legs, bringing his underpants with them.
Billie positioned herself on his lap, one hig-heeled foot placed firmly
on the floor on either side and the juices flowing from her cunt running
down onto his dick. She placed her hands on his shoulders and pressed
her big soft boobs together with her arms. She bit her lower lip and
giggled, making her invitation clear. She knew how much he liked
touching her titties.
He reached out and took a hold of one in each hand, pressing and
squeezing with a look of joy on his face. She writhed her body against
his, grinding her pussy against him. as he ran a thumb around and around
her erect nipple.
His cock was now huge and pressed up firmly between the twin mounds of
her asscheeks. She knew that he could wait no longer. Billie raised
herself up and positioned him at her entrance. Looking him directly in
the eye, her passion evident and proudly displayed for him, she eased
his cock up into her pussy. She smiled to see her man lose his breath
for a moment at the feeling of being inside her. She loved him very much
and it thrilled her to give him pleasure.
And she knew just how to do that. Her hips moved slowly and surely,
backwards and forwards along his body. She placed his hands upon her
bottom and grinned as she felt him squeezing her generous rear. They
found a rhtyhm together. Backwards, forwards, press and release. Billie
felt his dick sliding in and out of her pussy, tight againt her slick
muscular passage. In, out, in, out. She massaged him lovingly with her
cunt. Giving him everything. Being a vagina for him.
His hands were back on her tits again and she leant forward into him,
using her core to continue to move her hips in perfect rhythm for him. A
dimly lit mirror was hung on the wall beside them, and she watched her
intensely feminine silhouette stretch as she pushed her bottom back down
along his lap, welcoming his dick deeper inside of her again.
Billie kissed him softly on the corner of the mouth as she kept on
moving herself evenly up and down his shaft. She held her cheek to his.
Her man's skin was next to hers, her man's hands were on her tits and
her man's cock was in her pussy. There was nothing greater. Nothing more
perfect. Nothing more pure.
While his earlier manual attentions on her pussy gave her explosions of
pleasure, her bliss at now having him deep inside her was a rising tide.
An ocean swelling from the influence of her great moon, Hector. Waves
grew and crashed, but it was nothing compared to the great powerful
depth of her joy upon which it all rested. She moved and moved and
moved, Hector's cock sliding deep within her, filling her, making her
truly Billie. She felt him rising to meet her as one sees a lover far
off in the distance. He became larger and larger in her view and she
welcomed him with open arms and knew that he would cum. Hector jolted as
he climaxed. He filled her up once again with his sperm, his delicious
and precious seed. He released a part of him inside her and they became
even closer.
Even though they had done this countless times before, Billie's joy was
as if it was the first time. It felt like the beginning and the end. To
have him cum inside her was everything. She collapsed into him, her head
on his shoulder, her arms wrapped around his neck and her legs pressed
hard against him, willing him to stay inside her for every last moment.
He jolted again, and maybe a minute later, a third, tiny spasm, all
still worthy of Billie's loving embrace.
Finally he pushed her back up to an upright sitting position. She pulled
herself free of his cock and nestled in his lap. They looked into each
other's eyes, happy smiles on their faces. Billie's eyelashes fluttered
in the afterglow.
"I love you," she said.
"I love you too...." he replied.
They looked into each other's eyes for several more seconds.
"....you fucking whore," he added loudly.
A moment later, loud applause erupted around them, and several camera-
phones flashed in the semi-darkness. Billie looked around in confusion
and made out some faces in the shadows.
"Did I not tell you!!" said Hector loudly to the darkness. "Now do you
believe me when I say how much she fucking loves it!!" A triumphant
smile was plastered across his face as he looked straight past the naked
girl sitting in his lap.
"My dear Hector, she is one smitten little puppy isn't she!? You have
done very, very well there my friend."
"So what about the rest of it," cried another voice. "Will she do it on
display too?"
"Well that's what we're here to find out chums." replied Hector
Billie found herself lifted away from her place in Hector's lap and
placed down on the floor on her hands and knees. Rough hands positioned
her arms and legs so that they were widely splayed. She wasn't sure what
was happening, but her cunt reacted, growing warm and wet once again.
She could hear Hector high fiving some people behind her and then he
settled down behind her.
"I am going to fuck your brains out Billie my girl," he said, to more
applause around the room.
He placed his hands either side of Billie's wide feminine hips and
thrust into her, hard. She jolted with the impact and exclaimed, Ah!
Hector was strong and he held her firmly. She moaned as she felt him
fill her up completely.
She looked up and could clearly make out some of the faces of the people
in the room, who had now moved closer in towards her. Many were unkown
to her, but she recognised Mr Montcliffe, Hector's old boss, and
standing further back was Tony with his enigmatic smile. She was on
display, being fucked like a whore for their viewing pleasure. Her giant
tits swinging beneath her; her juicy lips, suggestively open in orgasmic
bliss; her round arse bouncing with the impact as Hector continued to
ram into her from behind; they were all available for the men in that
room to get off on. Billie felt suddenly elated. There was immense
sexual energy in the room and she was both the source and the focus. She
looked again at those faces and grinned.
"Yeah, she's loving it!" said one of the voices. "Let's see what she's
willing to do."
Another man knelt down in front of Billie and took his cock out. She
didn't hesitate and took it into her mouth greedily. A third man began
to pull himself off with his dick positioned close to her face. Even
with her lips still wrapped around the second man's shaft, and with
Hector still pounding her from behind, she still managed to look up into
the wanking man's face with encouragement. She longed for him to cum on
her pretty painted face. Others stood around her, either waiting their
turn or poised to spunk over some other part of her body.
It was the man in her mouth who came first. She held him in place long
enough to be sure that she had received all of his offering and
swallowed it all as she had long-since learnt to do like an expert.
Next, she received a splattering across her face. She closed her eyes,
luxuriating in the simplicity of being fully a sexual object, nothing
more. Hector was done soon after, emptying a final load into her cunt.
He pulled out of her, leaving Billie gasping in the middle of the floor
as the men cheered again and spoke amongst themselves.
The man who had been in her mouth was telling everyone who wished to
hear what soft cocksucking lips she had and Hector was receiving
congratulations. Some of the crowd were seemingly getting themselves
ready for another round with her. Through it all though, she made out
the voice of Tony, talking to a group of men in the corner.
"So gentlemen, as you can see, this is our newest product profile, and
one which I know a number of you have been waiting for. By taking a man
who is in a loving relationship, and then exposing him to a programme
focussed primarily on sexual freedom, but always maintaining that
connection to love and loyalty, we can achieve the elusive goal of
creating a subject who is both a loving wife and also a complete
exhibitionist cum-whore. This way a man can have his dedicated partner
and also show off her sexual prowess to his friends. What good is a
trophy if you can't display it. So, would anyone like to place an
order?"
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