Monicas Birthday
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At first, we thought it must have been vandalism. On the other hand, in retrospect, we should have known better. The final ‘o’ and ‘t’ hadn’t been scribbled out, like the typical vandal would do. There had been a very neat, straight line drawn through each of them. AND they were printed considerably smaller than the other letters... and not capitalized like the others. And who the hell was Monica anyway?
About an hour earlier, my three housemates and I had decided it was finally time for us to adorn our living room with a new couch. The hand-me-down that Jeff had gotten at a garage sale three years earlier was stained with some things you don’t even want to hear about... and it sagged... and it smelled. It HAD to go. And so we’d all piled into Chad’s 4-seater pick-up and headed down to the south end of town to what’s fondly called ‘Furniture Row’ because of the string of big furniture warehouses all down the east side of the street (with car dealerships lining the west side). Anyway, it was at the third furniture store we stopped where we saw the sign:
MONICA’S BIG BLOWoUt SALE!
What the hell was THAT about?
“Well boys,” Chad said. “Let’s go in and meet this famous Monica.”
So in we went.
The warehouse was HUGE, perhaps the largest we’d been in. And the prices were good. We might find something here. And so we started wandering through the store, ultimately finding a couch that we all quite liked. Soft and big and perfect for fucking sexy girls.
It was after a salesman named Mike had come over and started to answer questions about the couch that Chad finally braved to ask the question – “So... where’s Monica?”
Mike smiled and looked around. “She’s probably in the back somewhere with a customer,” he said. “I’m sure she’ll be out in a few minutes.”
“Does she OWN the place?” Jeff asked.
Mike shook his head. “She’s just our ‘closer’. If she can’t close out a deal for you boys, no one can! Do you want me to send her over to you when I see her?”
The four of us just looked at each other and shrugged. “Sure.”
It was several minutes later when something bright and yellow caught our eye. A woman was walking towards us and she certainly was striking. Before she got to us, though, she stopped to answer a couple of questions from another customer. It gave us a good chance to look her over.
She was a FOX! Straight, medium-length brown hair... a gorgeous face... and a very sexy figure. She was wearing a bright yellow blouse to go with black dress pants and black spike heels, a contrast that definitely brought all eyes to her. She looked to be in her early to mid thirties and her figure was consistent with that. No longer a skinny teen, she had nice breasts and a full, rounded bum that really filled out the seat of her pants and looked, in a word, ni-i-i-ice! I could definitely fantasize fucking that tight little butthole of hers.
The only thing odd was that their seemed to be some sort of white label at the side of each of her knees. It seemed like an odd design of pant for that reason only.
Finally, she finished with the other customer and started back towards us. She had a big gorgeous smile that took my breath away. But, still troubled by the tags by her knees, I glanced down as she got closer and was surprised to see that she was wearing knee braces. ‘Does she have bad knees?’ I thought.
But then, as she drew even closer, I saw that they weren’t knee braces at all. They were knee PADS. You know, like volleyball players wear.
Why the heck would she be wearing knee pads?
“Can I help you boys?” she asked sweetly.
For a minute, my buddies and I just stood there in stunned silence. This woman was GORGEOUS!
“We’re here to buy a new couch,” I said.
“And did you know someone’s vandalized your sign?” Chad added. He was always the bravest and most direct of us four.
She just chuckled. “What does it say?”
“Well... a couple of letters have been crossed out... so it kind of reads... Monica’s Blow U Sale.”
“That’s what it’s SUPPOSED to say,” she laughed again.
“REALLY?” I think all four of us asked that.
“Sure. Here’s how it works. If you boys can find any store that has a lower price on any item you want than we have, not only will we match their price, but we’ll take 10% off... AND I’ll blow you.”
Oh shit!
“Blow as in... a blowjob?” I asked.
“Uh huh,” she nodded, brightly.
“All four of us?” Tom asked, breathlessly.
“Of course!”
“You’ll drop to your knees, right here in the store, and give each one of us a blowjob?” Chad asked.
“Sure.”
“Waaaait a minute,” Jeff said. “It has to be the EXACT same couch?”
“Uh huh!”
“Like this one?”
“Do you like this one?” she asked.
“We’re thinking about it.”
“It’s a very nice couch,” she nodded.
“But hold on! Just WHERE are we going to find the EXACT same couch?” Jeff was the most cynical of us all and, naturally, the first one to see through this big marketing ruse.
It was ALL a gimmick, I suddenly realized. Of course we’d never find the EXACT same couch. The kneepads this sexy brunette was wearing were just part of a big marketing trick.
But then again, I thought... why would she be sending us away to other stores? This made no sense!
And that’s when she stunned us by answering: “You’ll find this EXACT same couch next door at the back right. And they’re having a sale too, so it MIGHT be cheaper this week.”
“Really?”
“Really.”
“Stay right here,” Tom said, turning to rush next door.
“Just ask one of the girls at the back to give you a sales sheet,” she called to him.
Over the next few minutes, this sexy saleswoman told us all about the couch and how ell it was made. Then she demonstrated how the couch was equipped with a queen-size fold-out bed. And we just stood back and marvelled at her shapely ass as she bent over to very slowly and deliberately pull it out for us.
Holy mother of shit!
Later, when I asked about the cushions, she bent over again and all three of us guys nearly creamed our pants again. She purposefully paused in that bent over position and glanced back at us, while explaining how each cushion was made and how their covers were washable.
Gawd! That ASS!!!
Where the fuck was Tom?
It was Chad who thought to ask her how sturdy the legs were. “I’ve had couches where the legs broke,” he said.
And this time she got down on her knees to demonstrate how the leg nearest to her was very sturdily made. Instinctively, the three of us drew closer around her. From her knees, she smiled up at us with her big brown eyes, and I fantasized that she’d start reaching for my zipper, and prayed to GOD that Tom would return soon with good news.
Tom was totally out of breath when he finally did return.
“Sorry guys,” he said. “It took me a few minutes to find the same couch.”
He handed the sheet to the sexy saleslady, who accepted it with thanks and then stood up again.
“How much was it?” Jeff, Chad and I asked Tom, all at once.
“$699,” he said.
We looked over at Monica.
“How much does yours sell for?” Chad asked, slowly.
“The tag says $719; but let’s make sure there’s no sale on for it.”
“Oh please, please, please let it be more than $699!” I prayed silently.
“Let’s go take a look,” she said. And the four of us followed her amazing ass to the nearest computer. Her pants had one little buttoned pocket on the right cheek, but otherwise hugged the curves of her ass ever-so-tightly. Again, we four marvelled at it as she bent over the computer. She knew EXACTLY what she was doing. She’d could have us all on our knees blowing HER if she asked for it.
Finally she stood up and smiled at us.
“It actually IS on sale, boys,” she said with a sigh.
And my heart sank. Oh fuck!
But then she continued. “But $719 IS the sale price. Normally, it sells for $849.”
She smiled at us. “So... would you LIKE 10% off their price of $699... AND would you all like a blowjob?”
“Fuck yes!” Chad answered for all of us.
“Well just follow me to the back and I’ll ask one of our girls to write it up for you.”
We followed her magnetic ass to a station at the back where there were a couple of other girls working behind a big desk.
“If one of you stays here, Penny will draw up the contract for you while the other three of you come with me.”
Jeff, the cynic, was the one we’d already decided would pay for the couch with a credit card, to be reimbursed by the rest of us at the bank on the way home.
“Don’t disappear,” he told Monica, sternly.
“Of course not,” she smiled. “I can take care of you three just over here, so your friend doesn’t have far to go when he’s done.”
To our amazement, she dropped to her knees right in the middle of the store, not ten feet from where Penny and Jeff were making financial arrangements, and where she could be seen from almost anywhere in the store.
She reached up to undo my zipper first.
“What’s your name?” she asked me.
“Ah... uh... uh... Charlie!”
“Hi Charlie,” she said with a chuckle, suddenly leaning forward to take me into her mouth while reaching over with both hands to undo Chad’s zipper.
Soon her mouth was on him as she used one hand on me and the other to deftly undo Tom’s zipper. Shit! She was going to blow all of us at once.
Sure enough, in a couple of minutes, Jeff had joined us, and she was using one free hand to unzip him, her mouth now sliding up and down Tom’s rising rod.
Her mouth then slipped over to get Jeff hard, while her hands worked Chad and me. Then her mouth was on me again, and her hands on Tom and Jeff. And then, after about thirty seconds of blissful sucking that brought me to the very edge of climax, she popped off me to concentrate on Tom, while her hand gently stroked Jeff and me.
Masterfully, her mouth and hands alternated between the four of us, keeping all us all the verge of ecstasy but not quite cumming. She knew EXACTLY what she was doing, sliding to and fro slowly and rhythmically, tilting her head one way and then the other to work different parts of our shaft with each slide; and applying just the right amount of suction with her cheeks.
Gawd! It felt good! Warm and wet and tingly.
It was Penny who showed up with a camera.
“Would you like me to take some pictures for you?” she asked.
Fuck yes!
The next five or so minutes were a regular photo shoot, as Monica posed for over 60 photos.
“Be sure to get a few of her nice ass,” Chad said.
And Monica proudly jutted out her bum while leaning hard into Jeffrey’s crotch with her face.
“Go deep!” Chad told Monica. And she did, deep-throating all four of us and letting Penny capture at least 3 of 4 photos like that with each of us.
At one point, Penny (who, incidentally, was very cute herself – MAYBE 20 years old though she still looked like a teen, and having a light brown ponytail and wearing a pink sweater, navy jeans and pink tennis shoes) was on her knees getting a close-up of Monica deep throating Tom, when Chad put his cock right in front of her face.
Without a second thought, Penny opened up her mouth to take him inside, and continued to slide up and down his rod while taking pictures of Monica on Tom. And when it was Chad’s turn to be in Monica’s throat, Penny accepted ME into her mouth, sliding up and down my rod while shooting away with her camera.
Finally, Penny handed her camera over to Jeff, who squatted down to take a few pictures of Penny deep throating me and then Tom.
Ultimately, we each ended up shooting our wads twice, once into Monica’s mouth, and once into Penny’s. And both girls swallowed everything.
Monica was so, so professional. After spending fifteen minutes on her knees blowing the four of us, she stood up and shook all our hands, thanking us for our business and reminding us to contact her ‘personally’ should there be any problems with the couch. Meanwhile, Penny resumed her seat behind the desk and just smiled at us as we passed by.
“Good bye,” she said sweetly and waved. The blowjob from her hadn’t been quite as skilled as from Monica, but it had been wonderful nonetheless. And her face was so young and sweet, it had been like fucking the face of an angel.
***
For the remainder of that week, every weekend we couldn’t help but pop back into the store to see how Monica was doing with sales. Needless to say, she spent a lot of her time in the back, sometimes having Penny join her if there was more than one customer to blow, and other times having a cute short-haired blonde named Dawn join her. A couple of times, Chad pulled out his camera and asked whatever man or men Monica was working on if they minded him taking pictures.
“If it’s okay with Monica,” the men said.
“Hmm hmmmm!” she nodded, waving Chad on.
These pictures were great, because Chad got to back up and take pictures in context, showing Monica on her knees amid this big busy store with customers mulling around in the background. And because Penny and Dawn weren’t as busy either, when Monica had only one or two to blow at a time, we got to take pictures of these two girls as well, including several Dawn took with Chad’s camera of Penny blowing all four of us; and vice versa.
The one time we showed up and Monica wasn’t busy and the store was fairly empty because it was near closing time mid week, she kneeled to blow us again, just to thank us for our past business. That day, as always, she’d again worn black pants and heels, but with a royal blue satin blouse that looked great on her too. The store closed while she was still sucking us, but that didn’t stop her. In fact, soon, she, Penny and Dawn all were on their knees, each surrounded by a crowd of men that included the dozen or so male salesmen who’d joined in the fun.
This party lasted two hours past closing, each salesman wanting to fuck each of these girls’ mouths at least once; but no one minded.
“It’s team building,” the floor manager quipped as he royally fucked young Penny’s throat, driving his cock all the way down and holding it as Penny stared up at several cameras with fun panic in her eyes.
And on the next day when Monica WAS busy with two male customers, it was Penny who offered to blow us on her break.
“Can you wait five minutes for me?” she asked us. “I just have to finish a bit of paperwork.”
“Shit, yes!” we answered.
And once again Penny found herself surrounded, this time outside in the parking lot with the four of us and TWO salesmen on their breaks. It was a beautiful sunny day, and Penny was so happy to spend some time outside.
***
The big question we all had as the week came to a close was... what happens when there’s no MONICA’S BIG BLOWoUt Sale? What does Monica do?
And that’s when EVERYTHING became clear to us. Because that next weekend, the same sign was hung on the door of the store NEXT DOOR. And we found out that the two stores were owned by the same parent company. This wasn’t competition between two rivals. It was ingenious marketing guaranteed to keep sales going back and forth between those two stores.
“I think it’s time we buy a new TV stand and area rug for the living room, don’t you, boys?” Chad suggested.
Hell yes!
And once again the prices for each item were just a wee bit too high (of course; they ALWAYS would be... that’s how the system worked) so Monica got to again close the deal from her knees.
This time it was a sexy dark-haired, sweet-assed girl named Edina who did the paper work and photos and had her mouth fucked too, kneeling right next to Monica who, once again, had made us an offer that none of us could EVER refuse.
With a sexy, slightly fuller ass like Monica’s and wearing nice grey dress pants, Edina’s ass and Monica’s ass were so, so sexy, right next to each other like this. I operated Chad’s camera this time, and happily went from one cock-filled face to the other, and from one sexy ass to the other. But both girls had to work steadily this day, as it was Saturday afternoon - peak time - and there were already at least a dozen more customers waiting patiently in line.
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The two of them had just “finished” shopping on Black Friday and headed out to the car. Beth Ann, the slightly pudgy younger sister who was Tiffany Rae’s best friend located her SUV. She unlocked the doors and the two of the early 30 year olds climbed into the automobile and promptly buckled their seatbelts. Beth Ann started the SUV and pulled out and got drove on to the main road and located the expressway. Within minutes they were speeding along at somewhere around 70 to 75 mph. Beth Ann was...
MatureThe two of them had just “finished” shopping on Black Friday and headed out to the car. Beth Ann, the slightly pudgy younger sister who was Tiffany Rae’s best friend located her SUV. She unlocked the doors and the two of the early 30 year olds climbed into the automobile and promptly buckled their seatbelts. Beth Ann started the SUV and pulled out and got drove on to the main road and located the expressway. Within minutes they were speeding along at somewhere around 70 to 75 mph. Beth Ann was...
MatureThis story is mine and if someboy wants to put it up on a different site should ask me first. There are some scenes which are not suited to minors so if you aren?t 18 years old stop reading now. Dear Readers, this is a kind of a sequel to my story Panties for Life. Since quite a while i am in touch with Domme Mistress Stacey Lynne, who has claimed my wife as hers. So far only online but who knows how things will develop in the future. I have written the i on purpose not in...
Just a few weeks ago, my next door neighbor put their house up for sale. I learned this via the typical realtor "for sale" sign in the yard. Although my wife and I did not interact much with this family, given they had only lived there for two years and mainly kept to themselves, I was a little disappointed to see them go. The neighbors have a daughter, Kate that I've enjoyed spying on when she went swimming in, and laid out by, her pool. Kate was 19 years old when the family moved in and did...
Gabriella honked lightly as she spotted her daughter. The tall, scrawny girl with long reddish blonde hair opened the passenger door and threw her backpack into the back seat of Wilbur, the yellow1966 Volkswagen bug. "Hi, mom. I got an A+ on my speech today." She said as she pulled her earphones on and pulled out her cell phone. From there it was all texting and music through the MP3. She had tuned her mother out all the way home from track practice. "How many intervals did you have to run...
Most people do not think Bigfoot exists but I am living proof that they do but I will get to that later in the story. First off let me introduce myself. I am Camellia McIntyre but my friends call me Cami. I am twenty-five years old and been married to Professor Morgan McIntyre who teaches Archaeology at the University of New Mexico. He has taken a sabbatical over the summer to partake in an archaeology dig in Peru, South America for three months and I decided to go with him. We had just been...
Monster SexWell. She had almost everything. Zendaya was horribly bored. The whole state has been locked up for months, and there were only so many times you could stream Tiger King, or watch Avatar the Last Airbender on Netflix. She found herself being driven mad, pacing around her estate. She had more room there than most people could imagine, but it still felt like a prison to her, the walls of the gated yard closing in on her. So that’s how the young world-famous celebrity found herself jumping...
My name is Melissa. I am of medium height and slender, but my breasts are enormous, D-cup. This has made me too popular among my schoolmates and at my job, and I know that my close girlfriends envy me, up to the point of increasing their bust sizes as soon as they have saved or they have gotten a rich husband to pay for them. I have discreetly exploited my attractiveness in the sales and marketing world. One day, I applied at a new technology company, and I was hired for my good record in...
January 2018A bolt of lightning illuminated the night sky. Thunder clapped, startling Abigail in the backseat of the Uber. She was already on edge, nervous about dinner with her husband, Thomas. It wasn’t bad nervous, but she had butterflies in her stomach. She had a good idea about what they’d talk about, and was uncertain what choice she’d make.Abigail, a petite woman with dark blonde hair and hazel eyes, was wearing a black dress, with black heels, stockings, garter, bra, and thong, as well...
OutdoorThe woman strode confidently up the stairs to the upper level of the disused warehouse. Her green cloak trailed behind her, the heavy fabric mostly concealing the attaché case she carried. Beneath her iron self-assurance was a cool wariness; her agents had discovered little about the organization whose representative she was about to meet. She emerged into darkness where a single spotlight lit a metal chair. The invitation was clear and she walked into the circle of light without disguising the...
Well this one is kind of a long one so guys grab you a beer and a bowl of popcorn or ladies, grab you a glass and a bottle of wine and some cheese and I hope you all enjoy! Let me start by reminding everyone that all my stories are true life experiences of my swinging lifestyle and my open marriage! Some of the names have been changed but all the experiences and encounters really happened and conversations are word for word. A note about cock size. Personally my pleasurable comfort size for a...
Prologue He watched her carefully with predatory eyes from behind the cashier's desk, lingering over the flair of her hips. She turned her back toward him, examining the racks of clothes, flicking through the blouses as she searched for her size. His gaze dropped over her narrow waist to her denim clad rear, the pockets of her jeans looked riveted to her behind and the thick seam of denim following the sensual curve between her cheeks. She abandoned the rack and moved away, glancing across at...
Abigail's End In the Presidential Palace, there is a dining room where only the most trustedand honoured of the dictator's guests are ever entertained. Here are the mostdecadent and opulent symbols of his power. Perhaps the most decadent and opulentsymbol of all is the white statue holding a finger-basin by the entrance. On the wall behind the statue, in an arc over its head, the inscription reads, "Tothe twin virtues of humility and obedience." It is a naked woman, and her namewas once...
Infant, toddler, child, adolescent, adult, and geriatric reflect the changes in the physical body over the course of a full lifetime. More important than changes in the body, are the different roles a person plays in the theater of life. A small sample of roles a person can hold include friend, employee, boss, lover, spouse, leader, follower, parent, grandparent, consumer, producer, and provider. A life isn’t being lived, unless a huge number of roles are being played. As the number of roles...
Lindsey tossed and turned in her bed and found sleep difficult which was unusual for her as she normally just crashed when she hit the pillow. Tonight she had just finished watching a documentary about the truth and fiction behind the bigfoot legend. Her thought was awash with all sorts of fantastic scenarios both romantic and fearful. Every continent around the world seemed to have its own stories of large hairy ape-like animals that inhabit the deepest forests or highest mountains of...
I turned around to see where the voice was coming from and there stood women of rare beauty with the most striking blue eyes. I said, ‘I was just admiring the statue’ and was going to pick it up to check the price. She laughingly said, ‘I’m sorry that one is not for sale it was put out here by mistake.’ I shook my head and said ‘too bad’ because I was a big fan of Indian works of art. She said, ‘I’m very sorry but this one is from my private collection, and I really don’t want to part with it.’...
Oils For Sale By Miss Anonna So I had just received my new line of massage oils and put my old ones up for cheap on CraigsList . In less than an hour I received an email from someone wanting them for the price I was asking, too. I have to admit, CraigsList is an awesome service. The guy that wanted them had mentioned he was learning deep tissue and shiatsu massage and wanted to get started without putting out alot of money. He wanted to come by the next day and pick them up but he was so close...
I wrote this shortly after it happened. Ten years ago now.When I was a younger man, like most guys I was obsessed with sex, used to walk around with a constant hard-on. If I look at old photos of myself, I could cry thinking about all the gorgeous girls I lusted after but couldn't be arsed spinning a line to. You see, there’d always be tomorrow or the day after. You know, that day when some gorgeous young thing would offer it to me on a plate.They never did, though.At least not back then, that...
Quickie Sex“Ladies and gentleman! It’s an honour and great pleasure to be able to welcome you to the first, one and only The Supermodel Slave Sale!” The audience clapped enthusiastically. “My name is Heidi Klum and with me on the stage is Naomi Campbell.” “We’re happy to host this unique event for you” added Naomi “I hope that we’ll all have as much fun as the girls who’ll soon walk on this stage.” Not only the show was unique, so was the audience; obviously it was purely adult, but also significantly...
FetishOut in the infinite multiverse, there is a world very much like our own. However, there is one big, and odd, difference. Society has a market where one can sell ownership of their body parts to others, on either a temporary or permanent basis. Here's how it works: A person can put a part, or multiple parts, of their body up for sale on a market. Whoever buys the body part gains ownership of it, as if it was a part of their body rather than the seller's. Though the part is not removed from the...
FetishTre amici, Francesco Andrea e Letizia, si trovano all entrata di uno strano edificio di forma cubica. Una donna gli si avvicina e gli chiede se si trovano lì per il gioco. I tre rispondono affermativamente e la donna li fa entrare. All interno si trovano tre porte. Ognuna delle tre porta a una sequenza di cinque sale in cui si dovrà combattere con ragazzi e ragazze. Gli amici che riusciranno a vincere le lotte si scontreranno alla fine. Dopo ogni lotta sono concessi 5 minuti di pausa. Quale...
There is a knock on the back door of our farmhouse. I go to answer it. Opening the porch door, I find an unshaven, scruffy looking guy stood there, with unkempt looking hair, wearing a tatty T shirt and dirty jeans. He looks about twenty-five, but. it’s hard to tell really. I notice an old push bike propped up against the garden wall. He stares at me, with an odd grin on his face, showing his yellow teeth, one of which is missing. I try not to show any reaction to his disgusting appearance. ...
ReluctanceI had lived next door to Allison for about two years when her husband died in a car accident just before Christmas. It was hard on her and her two daughters but they got through it.Allison was in her early forties at the time. She had two daughters, of which one was married and had a daughter of her own. I was just a few years older than Allison was and I too had lost my spouse in a car accident a few years before. That was why I had moved in next door to Allison. After my wife’s death I...
Oils For Sale By Miss Anonna So I had just received my new line of massage oils and put my old ones up for cheap on CraigsList . In less than an hour I received an email from someone wanting them for the price I was asking, too. I have to admit, CraigsList is an awesome service. The guy that wanted them had mentioned he was learning deep tissue and shiatsu massage and wanted to get started without putting out alot of money. He wanted to come by the next day and pick them up but he was so close...
MILFCheerleader Sale By King Leopold [email protected] Short synopsis for the story: A Cheerleader is kidnapped and prepared tobe sold into slavery Story codes: M+/f, Teen, BDSM, Slavery, NC, Heavy Fourteen year old Mandy found herself being dragged by her hair into theroom built to resemble a large medieval torture chamber. She struggled andfought, but the more powerful man forced her down on onto the top of a leathercovered table and sat down on top of her. He straddled her to keep her...
Slave auctions were not common in New Jersey, that was certain. I never heard of such, but I am told that they did occur in the port cities from time to time. The one I discovered was evidently a local institution of some sort with a list of regulars and certain protocols that everyone in the know recognized and adhered to. As an ignorant newcomer, I stood back and learned as men, women, and children of colors ranging from dusty black to chocolate cream were sold for prices ranging from ten...