Kendal surprised me. She decided to be responsible. She pulled me aside and had a talk with me about not getting drunk or touching drugs. I kept a straight face when she asked me if I had condoms. I told her I didn’t, just to see what she would do. I was shocked when she pulled three out of her purse and gave them to me. When I thought about it, I liked that Kendal was looking out for me in more than a business way. When I got home I would make a point of telling my mom. I knew it would ease her mind when I was on one of these trips.
WE DROVE UP INTO THE hills of LA and soon found ourselves at the gate of what could only be considered an estate. Our driver pulled us in front of a sprawling home. It was over-the-top. Craig waited for us and helped us get past the security who checked people in at the front door. Chubby was waiting in the foyer to greet us.
“Jessup, so good to see you,” Chubby called out. “I see you brought your cast with you.”
Jessup made the introductions. I was surprised, Chubby wasn’t overweight at all. If anything, he was skinny. I guess it was like where you call a guy ‘Tiny’ but he was a giant. He seemed to be very personable and took the time to talk to each of us. Then another group of guests arrived.
I walked into what I would think would be every teenage boy’s wildest fantasy. It looked like the Playboy Mansion with hot centerfolds running around. I turned to Kent.
“Are they ...?”
He got a huge grin and nodded. This wasn’t the Playboy Mansion, but all these girls were willing. Bree gave me a hip-check and I turned to see her and Elizabeth pouting. I guess I gave them both an incredulous look because the guys all started laughing.
Before I could go meet the party hos, Bree and Elizabeth wanted to tour the mansion. Jessup encouraged me to go with them. I thought Sandy and Devin Range’s home was big. You could have fit three of those into this monstrosity. I did like some of what I saw. The media room was killer. I almost stopped to watch the Ohio State and Alabama game, but the girls had other ideas.
We went upstairs and toured the master suite. It had to be 2,000 square feet. He had a bed I would guess six people could sleep on comfortably. The walk-in closets were bigger than my bedroom and there were two of them. The bathroom had a tub big enough to almost swim in. I tried to figure out how much money I would have to make to get a setup like this. The scary part was we were talking LA money to buy this spread.
We about died of embarrassment when we stuck our heads into one of the guest bedrooms and Craig was engaged with one of the party hos. I would think common sense would tell you to at least shut the door.
“I noticed you guys don’t seem to like Craig,” I commented as we continued our tour.
“I don’t think that’s really true. We’ve just been around people like him and worry what’ll happen when he and his friends get started. Craig was right; he did go through a wild-child phase. I’m not sure he’s completely gotten through it yet,” Elizabeth explained.
“Anyone who’d bring their drug dealer is not someone you want to hang out with,” Bree said a little more forcefully.
I had to agree. I would never dream of having my drug dealer follow me around. My mom would have my head. I decided to have a little fun.
“Should we go find an empty room?” I asked.
I got raised eyebrows. I took it as a ‘no,’ but I wasn’t done.
“I’ve heard the rumors. California girls are supposed to be fun.”
“Is he serious?” Elizabeth asked Bree.
“You’re the one who told me she was horny and he was cute,” Bree said.
Bree went up in my estimation. She picked up on me giving them a hard time. Elizabeth’s confused look caused me to chuckle. She looked relieved when Bree joined me in laughing. I did get a vibe that both girls had some interest, though. I would file that information away for later.
WE FOUND KENT TALKING to Jessup in the living room. When we came back, the girls wanted to get a drink, so Jessup took them to find the bar.
“Did you want to meet the entertainment?” Kent asked me, looking over at the party hos.
“Yes, please,” I said, bouncing up and down.
Kent ruffled my hair and took me to meet the women. Kent was now my newest best friend. Everyone got back before Kent and I went to have fun. Elizabeth saw what I was up to.
“You’re our ride, so you better not disappear,” Elizabeth warned me.
“If you have to go, just have the car take you and send him back,” I suggested.
Bree kissed my cheek.
“Go have fun,” she told me.
Kent took me over to a group of scantily clad goddesses.
“Ladies,” he greeted them. “This is my new friend David. He just arrived in town and is a virgin. Does anyone want to take on the responsibility for training him?”
“That would be me,” I said, bouncing up and down again.
“It might take more than one of us. He seems to be eager and looks like a big boy,” a stunning blond said as she cupped my package.
I describe her as ‘a stunning blond,’ but they were all stunning blonds except for this one gorgeous black woman. We locked eyes and she reached out and took my hand. I followed her to a guest bedroom with a king-size bed.
This goddess slowly undressed me. She worshiped my body with kisses as she took her time and teased my nipples until they almost hurt. I was so aroused I thought about just ripping my pants off and jumping on her!
She kissed her way down my stomach and stuck her tongue into my navel. I gave a little jump and heard her giggle. She then undid my slacks and let them pool around my knees. Mr. Happy was cupped through my silk boxers. They were pulled down, freeing the captive. He was almost purple and definitely drooling.
I heard her hiss, “Nice!”
The next two minutes were the best in my life. Man, I wish I had lasted longer. This girl could teach a master class. She at first gently licked my member to get it wet and then proceeded to swallow it. She did this thing with her throat where I knew I was a goner. It was lucky that I was backed up to the bed because my knees unlocked after I tried to drown her.
I was still dazed when I felt her put a condom on me, coated it with lube and then straddled my waist. I focused on her magnificent naked body. She was athletic, but had thick nipples on large breasts that were swaying as she guided me into her. She took me in one slow stroke and then clamped down on me, making it feel like I was in a vise. I had never been with a woman who had so much muscle control.
This girl was so talented, I wanted to marry her. I reached up, hefted her heavy breasts and began to enjoy them. Her nipples were huge, and I lifted my head so I could wrap my lips around one of them. That brought a moan from her.
She started to get erratic in her thrusts and suddenly threw her head back. I bit her nipple and she screamed.
“YEEESSS!”
She collapsed onto me, breathing hard. I pulled out of her to her disappointed mews. I rolled her over so I could get out from under her, and then rolled her back and grabbed her waist so she was on her knees. Her bottom was nice and round and I couldn’t help nipping it. She gave a little jerk and I grinned as I lined myself up and took her from behind.
I proceeded to work her hard. I soon had her chanting, “YES, YES, YES!” as I pounded her. I was glad I’d spent the hours working out because power sex was an athletic event. I released my inner animal and I was happy to see she could keep up. It was as if we were made to do this primitive dance.
I simply manhandled her and put her in several different positions. I was also strumming her button, causing her to climax over and over again. When I finally came, I had her on her back, almost bent in half with her knees around her ears as I pile-drove her. I jerked out, pulled my condom off and offered her Mr. Happy. She eagerly took my full length into her mouth and I unleashed again.