lonesome in las vegas

a fantasy

richard o steele

part ii

chapter ten

after their mutual orgasms had finally receded and then stopped, the lovers continued to cuddle in their chair. jake's now-limp dick was still fully inserted inside clarissa's sperm-filled pussy — it felt so good; this was where it belonged! god! he had shot so much spunk! rivulets of the still-warm, sticky love cream were running out of clarissa's cunt on to jake's thighs, the seat cushion, and even onto the floor. she was loaded with dripping seed! something for the maid to clean up, i guess ... sorry about that!
     "looking at the old clock on the wall," jake finally said in a most regretful tone, "it looks like our date is about up."
     "i'm not a clock-watcher," clarissa responded, "just hold me tight, darling, and shut up, please."
     "where are you off to next?" jake asked, a few minutes later.
     "well, i've got nothing on this weekend. my next date is in zurich on tuesday night. a white haired, 70 year-old swiss industrialist. he's kind of old and shriveled up — i mean, i like older guys, but he's way beyond my limit! — so the agency is charging him 20,000 quid! if he's paying that much, i hope for his sake he can get it up!"
     jake reached down and cupped as best he could clarissa's mammoth left tit. "that certainly was not a problem with us, was it?" he observed.
     "you know it, sweetie," clarissa grinned. "i'm on a swissair flight out of new york late monday afternoon. until then," clarissa said with a sleepy smile, "it's just relax and take it easy. how about you, honey?"
     "i'm done here," jake responded. "i have to be back in new york bright and early tuesday morning for meetings, so i'll either stick around here for the weekend and fly home sunday afternoon, or leave sooner ... or maybe later ... and ... well, i just haven't decided."
     clarissa put her arms around jake's neck and gave him a couple of tiny kisses on his lips. jake could tell she was thinking, thinking hard. "honey, our agency date is over. in fact, 'cause it's ten past twelve, it officially ended ten minutes ago." clarissa leaned over and gave jake a loving kiss on the cheek. "but i've got an idea," she added. "what if we just hang out here together until monday morning. i mean like lovers, not like you're a client on an agency 'date,' or something. because, honey," she gave him a hug and another soft kiss on the cheek, "lovers is exactly what we are.
     "i could get a flight to new york on monday and we could just be totally sexy with each other until then," clarissa went on in an excited tone. "honey, sex with you has been the greatest! the sex we just finished ... it was just ... unbelievable! i've never had better loving ... and i don't want it to stop! i've never stayed over with a date as a lover before, but i want to do it so bad with you, precious. honey, i'm just crazy about you and i can't stand the idea of saying good-bye!"
     jake got a big smile on his face. "sweetheart, that sounds like a dream come true. you're so beautiful and sexy and sweet and wonderful ... this has been the sex of a lifetime ... and lots more of the same sounds great to me! we could check out some great restaurants, sit around the pool, and, best of all, love up our bodies hour after hour. oh, precious, i've got lots more loving to give you. i've hardly even started showing you how i feel about you, how much you turn me on, how much i care about the you inside that fantastic body!"
     the lovers sealed the agreement by passionately embracing and deeply kissing for a long time. "do you have any clothes for going out on the town, and even for getting out of the room to walk around the hotel?" jake asked, as they broke for air.
     clarissa giggled. "believe it or not, i have lots of clothes 'n stuff at my room at circus circus. i can go over there right now, check out, and come back here in a flash. in my overnight case, i've got a pair of baggy jeans and an extra extra extra extra large size sweatshirt that sort of nearly hides my chest; i can wear them along with that trench coat to get my stuff."
     the lovers locked eyes; they stared deeply at each other. before long, they were hugging and squeezing and rubbing each other; moments later, their mouths were wide open and fused together; their tongues licked and lashed at each other in a monumentally passionate french kiss. their date had been unbelievably sexy; however, the fact that they were now simply being sexy as lovers made their hugging and kissing even more exciting and urgent.
     in fact, fifteen minutes later, jake noticed to his astonishment that his prick, still resting inside clarissa's cunt, had started to get stiff again. only a few minutes later, he was again moving clarissa up and down his engorged shaft. fifteen minutes after that, more clots of hot spunk were firing up her dripping cunt as jake again enjoyed the thrills and shudders of yet another intense orgasm with clarissa.

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jake called down to the desk and arranged for a limousine to take clarissa to her hotel to pack up her things and check out. she was back in about an hour with two huge suitcases.
     clarissa was definitely not the sort of traveler who lived out of her luggage. the contents of both bags were soon strewn across the king-size bed, ready to be placed on hangers or stuffed into drawers. clarissa herself was behind the closed door of the bathroom, busily placing toiletries and beauty aids in the medicine chest.
     while she was so occupied, jake noticed that her purse was lying on the edge of the bed. he recalled that the unbelievably buxom teenager had stuttered, paused, and stammered a bit when she was matching up her life experiences with particular ages. was she really eighteen as she claimed? or was she, as continued reflection seemed increasingly to make a real possibility, just making it up as she went along?
     as the shocked realization that clarissa could well be less — perhaps significantly less — than her asserted age of eighteen suddenly hit jake with renewed vigor, he considered taking a quick peek inside her purse. he could hear the young beauty rattling jars and running water in the bathroom; it would be easy to slip her passport or other form of identification out of the purse for a quick inspection. it would settle the age question for good.
     jake actually had his hand on the clasp of the purse; he was ready to open it for a quick look inside. the noise from the bathroom went on; thus, the timing seemed perfect.
     yet he suddenly withdrew his hand and muttered a soft, "fuck it!" as he moved over to the bar to make himself a drink. it was true that jake was a bit afraid of getting caught in the act; to be seen rifling his lover's purse would not do much to make the rest of the weekend a big success!
     there was a larger reason for abandoning the investigation, however. jake was frankly afraid of what he was going to find! what on earth would he do if he found clarissa was really fourteen or fifteen or even sixteen? pack her up and send her on her way? continue fucking her brains out and hope that somebody else — like a house detective, for example — didn't check out her age for himself sometime over the weekend?
     truly, it was better not to know! it was not exactly a case of ignorance being bliss — the slight gnawing sense in jake's stomach was something less than blissful! — but it certainly was preferable to learning that he was with a girl so young that every coupling constituted a statutory[censored]under the nevada revised statutes!
     jake knew that good sense dictated being certain on the matter; however, the prospect of making endless love with a giant-titted, incomprehensibly beautiful teenager like clarissa was not calculated to make a guy think straight about his options! his little head was in full control, and it was screaming, "let it go! who cares! it doesn't matter! those tits are worth the risk! just go for it!"
     clarissa came out the bathroom a minute or two later. she was still wearing her xxxxl size sweatshirt and jeans. from the way her massive breasts punctuated even the extremely loose confines of the sweatshirt, jake knew he had made the right choice. god! he could see two massive lumps of breast flesh stretching out the sweatshirt just below clarissa's waist! no way was he going to let his concern over clarissa's true age interfere with putting his hands and mouth back to work on that gigantic pair of tits!
     "what's up, sweetie?" clarissa asked, a little concern in her voice. "you look worried."
     jake chuckled. "i'm just great, baby. the only thing i'm worried about is getting those baggy clothes off your beautiful body!"
     with that, jake walked up to clarissa and reached under the sweatshirt. jesus! her massive tits were hanging loose — no bra for this kid. jake immediately found himself rubbing and kneading the preposterously large hangers of tit flesh. seconds after that he was breathing very hard and even starting to groan with passion.
     clarissa stepped back; in response, jake released his handhold on her massive bosom. "let me finish unpacking, baby," she said, "then we can get back down to business. after all," she said tenderly while placing a soft hand on jake's cheek, "we can't make love very well with my junk all over the bed!"

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clarissa finally got everything put away. she walked up to jake and gave her lover a long, passionate, mouth searching french kiss. she then stepped back and said, "you know what? i need some sun, baby! — let's go and lie by the pool. could you stand it if we put off making love again for an hour or so?"
     jake could stand it. besides, he was very interested in how clarissa was going to look in a swimming suit! it promised to be one of the most amazing sights of his life!
     for himself, jake slipped on a bikini-swimming suit. jesus! even his temporarily limp dick made a huge bulge in the suit! "wow!" clarissa observed admiringly, "you're a real hunk, baby! especially that huge hunk of pork in your crotch! i love it!"
     clarissa went to one of her suitcases and pulled out a pink bikini. the bottom was exceedingly skimpy; it was not much more than a thong. the top looked absurdly large, however — almost like the sort of garment one might see used in a clown skit at the circus.
     "want to help me put my top on, honey?" clarissa asked with a wink. she was standing in the center of the bedroom, thrusting her hugely massive, just absolutely enormous tits way out from her chest; they firmly extended all the way down to her waist. and on top of everything else, clarissa was arching her back in order to aim her fleshy torpedoes right at jake. man! what a sight! if she was trying to stiffen him up, she was certainly on the right track!
     jake picked up the bikini top, and on noticeably shaky legs, walked over to clarissa, and hefted one humongous tit in the palms of his hands. no doubt about it — it took two hands to handle one of clarissa's massive udders!
     god! the soft, spreading flesh utterly overflowed his trembling hands. "how does this thing go on?" jake asked in a husky voice.
     "just play with it, honey," clarissa whispered with a wink, "or maybe just play with me! you'll figure something out, i'm sure!"
     when jake actually got the bikini top up near clarissa's gargantuan milkers, it suddenly didn't look so large at all; in fact, it was rather on the small side.
     he started working it up and over her areolae and nipples; his hands tried to squeeze and mold the cups to clarissa's amazingly soft, impossibly vast hangers of tit flesh. her tits were so massive, so soft, and so gigantic.
     as his hands attempted to work the bikini top into place on the stupendous bulk of clarissa's knockers, jake noted how his fingers were disappearing into the mounds of tit meat he was trying to cover with the bikini top. he noticed, too, that clarissa's breathing was getting a little ragged as he worked away at her luscious, way-too-abundant hanger of tit meat.
     before long, jake noticed that he was doing a lot more tit squeezing and rubbing than any actual fitting of the bikini top to clarissa's body. he actually found himself leaning down and first kissing, and then licking, the vast expanse of tit flesh.
     when clarissa looked down, she saw an obscene, almost grotesque lump in jake's swimming suit. the massive boner was so huge that it had pulled the waistband of the swimming trunks away from his abdomen! her guy certainly didn't stay soft for long, clarissa marveled!
     next, jake started licking her super-sized areolae and then sucking on clarissa's long, suddenly erect nipples. soon, one hand had slipped into clarissa's almost invisible bikini bottom and was cupping and squeezing her unbelievably luscious ass; the other was fully engaged in tit-mauling and rubbing, and the bikini top had simply fallen to the floor, forgotten by both of them.
     then jake moved his hand around to the front of the thong and gently rubbed clarissa's pussy lips. her cunt was just dripping with sexual discharge — clarissa was so ready to get fucked! the pool would have to wait!
     jake and clarissa had started to moan. soon they were just passionately hugging and soul kissing. clarissa had slipped her hand down into the front of jake's suit and begun to fondle his raging hard-on. "hmmm," she said. "we are definitely going to postpone that trip to the pool for a bit," she declared, as she carefully worked jake's suit down over his giant boner.
     in seconds, jake had clarissa perched on the edge of the bed on her hands and knees; he was soon pounding his engorged foot-long shaft into her soaked pussy from the rear while at the same time lifting up and squeezing first one and then the other of her giant tits. before long, her cunt was convulsing with waves of orgasms.
     after thirty minutes of this extremely arousing back-door loving, jake was once again whitewashing the walls of clarissa's slick and slippery cunt walls with some more of what clarissa's fantastic buxom beauty seemed to have turned into an inexhaustible supply of sticky, boiling hot, love cream.

chapter eleven

after making sizzling hot love yet again, the ultra-horny and sex-crazed couple did finally make some progress on getting to the pool. "i think i'd better put on my bikini top myself, though," clarissa grinned.
     "i think so, too," jake chuckled. "any time i get my hands on your breasts, honey, well, who knows what could happen."
     "i know very well what will happen, and i love it," clarissa said, "but right now i'm really looking forward to lazing around in the sun by the pool for a while."
     clarissa looked just amazing in her bikini; even the really huge custom-made top covered only about a third of her gigantic bosom. naturally, she wore a buttoned-up, very loose wrap over the suit; anything less would have started a riot as she and jake made their way from the suite to the pool.
     still, even under the wrap clarissa's enormous tits stuck out almost into the next county; anyone looking at the front of the wrap would see two huge bulges that made the garment stick out in front of clarissa almost like a tent. as a result, our observer was going to know that underneath that absurdly distended item of clothing was an astonishingly huge pair of breasts.
     one look at the unbelievably curvy set of legs extending from the bottom of the wrap, not to mention the drop-dead gorgeous face above the wrap, would tell this on-looker that clarissa had to be one of the most fantastic babes on earth. by parity of logic, this made jake, against whom this ultra-voluptuous stunner was heavily leaning as they walked along, just about the luckiest guy in the world!
     indeed, a real commotion occurred when the couple arrived at the pool. as clarissa took off the wrap to lie down on a chaise longue, the eyes of the other guys sitting around the pool almost bugged out. they absolutely could not believe their eyes! jake noticed that the foot traffic around their portion of the concrete apron was very heavy during their stay at the pool — no surprise there! the stares clarissa drew disclosed equal parts utter astonishment and naked lust — usually combined in the same elongated stare!
     jake himself drew some knowing smirks from guys who caught his eye. one look at clarissa and then at him, and those guys knew the score. jake was on a sex trip far beyond anything any of them had ever experienced with a very, very special chick!
     they just hoped for his sake that she was legal! from the neck up, these guys said, "no way!" from the neck down, however, they had to admit that no girl with a body like that could possibly be the mere thirteen or fourteen years of age that her face seemed to suggest. in the end, they all had to shrug their shoulders — who knows? what they all uniformly did know was that they would give just about anything to be in jake's shoes!
     on the other side of the pool were some cabanas; jake noticed that one had its door ajar. when his eyes got accustomed to the glare of the sun, jake was able to see there was a guy inside. he then noticed that the guy had pulled off his swimming trunks and was propped up on some cushions so that he could have a good look at clarissa.
     as jake looked even closer, he saw that the guy was frantically pulling on his long, erect prick. the fellow was actually beating off to the sight of clarissa lying by the pool. he was getting off on visually feasting on her giant tits, which not only filled up far more than her chest and stomach, but were also rising and falling in an erotic manner as she dozed in the bright sunlight.
     what the hell — who could blame the guy? after all, jake was starting to get kind of aroused himself just from lying close to clarissa. the couple lovingly held hands as they baked in the hot desert sun. their lounge chairs were jammed together, and she had moved toward the edge of her chair so that their bodies were touching from shoulder to foot. in fact, they were playing footsie!
     this closeness meant, of course, that clarissa's eye-popping, beyond-belief tit meat was jammed into the entire length of jake's arm. what a turn-on — it was all jake could do from springing a raging hard-on in response. by playing his patented mind games, however, he was able to stave off an erection. of course, he knew that before long he and clarissa would be back in the suite, passionately feasting on each other's bodies. hard-ons would then be entirely in order! wow! what wouldn't the guy in the cabana give to be in jake's shoes?

chapter twelve

an hour or so by the side of the pool was indeed followed by some more hot loving in jake's suite. clarissa and jake were so hot for sex that their suits were stripped off and their hands grabbing for each other's bodies before they even got past the suite's entrance hall. of course, they had been madly searching the insides of each other's mouths with their tongues and the insides of their swimming suits with their hands during the elevator ride up from the lobby.
clarissa was very sore on account of their repeated couplings, so instead of screwing, after clarissa had licked and sucked his stiff cock for about half an hour, jake fucked her tits. an especially exciting aspect of that session occurred when clarissa finally managed to mash her stiff, long nipples into his raging cock while he plunged his super-rigid shaft into the super-deep valley in between her beyond-huge tits.
it was not long before his jerking fuck hose was showering her ultra-massive bosom with more long, hot ropes of creamy spunk. clarissa was so buxom and beautiful — she made jake so very hot and bothered on a non-stop basis!

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clarissa dressed very conservatively for dinner saturday night — conservatively, that is, for clarissa! she put on a very clingy white knit dress with a hemline that stopped about eight inches above her knees. naturally, it had been custom made in order to accommodate both her slim hips and her beyond-mammoth bosom. its tightness and daring hemline posed absolutely no problem — in las vegas, that was a church-going dress!
     the problem was that clarissa's tits were so gigantic that wearing a barrel would have been the only sure way to keep their stupendous size a secret. clarissa had put on a tight v-cup bra that bound her tits to her body a bit — but it was a losing battle.
     the truth is that there is simply no way mere clothes can hide a 32w-19-32 figure! when the garment in question is a skintight knit dress, the effect is actually to accentuate those curves. jesus! when fully dressed (well, sort of!), clarissa looked more buxom and enticing than when she was nude. the sight was just unbelievable!
     the combination of the white dress and clarissa's cream and coffee complexion (heavy on the cream and light on the coffee, please) drove jake absolutely up the wall. he thought he was going to slurp a load in his pants when the extraordinarily beautiful and staggeringly buxom teenager bopped out of the bedroom for her lover's inspection.
     "how do i look, baby?" she asked, in her consummately sexy, little girl voice. "is this ok for a respectable restaurant?"
     the sight almost took jake's breath away. clarissa's pantyhose-clad legs were just boner building. she had put on six-inch heels that showcased the sleek muscles of her incredibly shapely calves — jake had never seen calves as well formed as that! the shortness of the dress meant that a whole lot of thigh — nearly all of it, in fact! — was on display; clarissa's thighs were so sleek and bronzed as to make jake hard-pressed not to jump her bones right on the spot! the dress itself was so tight that when clarissa twirled around to show jake the view from the rear, the way the dress utterly etched the fantastic curviness of her stupendous ass left little doubt that the super-voluptuous young beauty had an almost incomprehensibly curvy butt. wow! what a sight! clarissa was utterly spectacular wherever you looked!
     it was above the waist that things got even sexier — if possible! the slightly too small, custom-made, v-cup, double-strap, industrial strength, super-uplift bra clarissa was wearing was intended to minimize the shocking swell of her mammoth bosom; its success, however, was limited in the extreme.
     her breasts did jiggle a bit less when confined in that tight, slightly undersized bra, but a bra can do only so much; clarissa's gigantic bosom still floated and bounced almost in contra-rhythm to the rest of her body as she walked out of the bedroom. jake actually found himself getting a bit short of breath in response to this almost unimaginable sight! jesus!
     in short, clarissa's extraordinary physical development mandated the eye-popping presence of two gigantic bulges that obscured the entire front of her knit dress. the incredibly huge bulges, which started just below her collarbone, extended from top to bottom to a point just above clarissa's waist; only the super-uplift design of the bra kept her massive hangers from extending to her groin!
     equally arousing, clarissa's monstrous bosom spread out several inches from side to side beyond the width of her trunk. jesus! shit! even though jake had been paying very close attention indeed to clarissa's breasts over the course of the entire weekend, he was simply blown away at the sight of those mammoth hooters when they were trapped inside a dress. mother of god! jake had never in his life seen clothes busters like that!
     from the front, clarissa was all tit! she simply did not seem to have a trunk! instead, it appeared that her gargantuan bosom was simply perched on top of a pair of killer legs. jesus christ!
     the tight knit dress added to the stupendous effect of clarissa's fabulous body. simply put, the dress showcased every single inch of the ultra-breasted teenager's monumental figure. her eye-popping ass was on full display, and her tits — jesus h. christ! — her tits were absolutely framed and shown off by the stretchy knit material against which they were straining.
     fuck almighty! clarissa's tits pressed so hard against the seemingly ready-to-tear knit threads that it seemed as if her knockers might at any moment burst through the challenged wool for all the world to see. jesus god! it was frankly impossible for jake to imagine a tighter dress. it was as if she had been sewn into it! oh, man, what a piece of ass clarissa was! jake's head was just swimming with lust and desire!
     given the fantastic view below the neck, it was easy to overlook clarissa's surpassingly ultra-drop-dead-gorgeous face. when, however, jake tore his eyes away from his teenage lover's monstrously huge bosom to look into her smiling, loving eyes, he felt even weaker in the knees. jesus god! clarissa was so beautiful, so unbelievably beautiful! her ultra-full lips, smooth cheeks, pert nose, and flashing eyes made jake realize that he was with the most gorgeous female he had ever seen in his life — or even imagined!
     and her almost inconceivable beauty was so well framed by her full, dark, down-to-the small of the back, absolutely scrumptious huge hair! clarissa was so luscious! those legs, that ass, those tits, that face, that hair — how was someone like clarissa even physically possible, jake wondered for about the one hundredth time!
     "how do you look? come here, gorgeous, and i'll show you how you look," jake commanded. "it's show and tell time, honey. you just showed and now i'm going to tell!"
     within seconds, clarissa was wrapped in jake's arms. in fact, the lovers' bodies had slammed into each other as if magnetized. jake's hot hands were wildly searching under the extremely high hem of the white dress for clarissa's unbelievably curved ass cheeks. his tongue was lapping and licking inside her sweet, warm mouth. the super-hot lovers would have courted mutual jaw break if their mouths had been more wide-open during the ultra-passionate french kiss.
     the incredibly erotic pressure of clarissa's neck-to-waist ultra-tits against jake's entire upper body as the lovers crushed their bodies against each other as if in an attempt to merge their bodies into one, was just overwhelmingly arousing. his thick foot-long cock was just throbbing for desire, for release, as he ground it against clarissa's swaying pelvis!
     jake's hands were soon searching inside clarissa's pantyhose and then her bikini panties, frantically squeezing and rubbing her mind-boggling butt. clarissa had started to lick jake's lips and cheeks; she was beginning to lose control herself.
     the ultra-torrid embrace went on for some five minutes at least, after which jake regretfully disengaged. "baby," he whispered hoarsely, "i want to fuck you right now so bad, but our dinner reservations are set for exactly five minutes from right now! we've got to go. but you're so sexy in that dress! i can hardly stand it! i especially don't know how i going to get through a meal sitting next to you looking like that!"
     jake leaned down and gave clarissa a gentle kiss on the lips. he then slowly and passionately drew clarissa's incredibly obese and swollen lower lip deep into his mouth. christ almighty — her lip was so massive that it nearly filled up his mouth! after sucking on it for a few seconds, he just as slowly released it.
     in response, clarissa had started to moan with passion. "baby," he said in a shaky voice, "i give you fair warning — you're going to get absolutely ravished when we get back from dinner. i take no responsibility for what that dress is going to make me do once we're back in the suite!"
     clarissa grinned. "i can't wait, precious — it's what i want so much, too. let's face it, honey, that's why i dressed like this — i want to get you hotter than you've ever been in your life!" the inconceivably buxom teenage girl turned to go back into the bedroom. "now i have to put on my face. i didn't do it before 'cause i just knew when i came out in that dress that there was going to be a whole of ravishing going on before dinner! i'll be ready in just a sec, baby."

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las vegas regulars, if not the tourists, are used to gorgeous women. the town, let's face it, is so awash in drop-dead beautiful women that people who spend a lot of time on the strip hardly bother to glance when yet another 10+ babe crosses their path.
     clarissa's bosom was so enormous, however, and her face and body were so utterly stunning, that she caused an absolute commotion among even casino employees when she and jake walked through the hotel on their way to the palace court restaurant.
     as for the tourists, well! clarissa's extreme good looks, fantastic legs and ass, and above all her massive, massive mounds of tit meat stopped those folks in their tracks; they simply couldn't believe their eyes.
     jake thought the hotel should have put an orthopedic surgeon on call; the way guys were whipping their heads around in disbelief for a second (and third) look upon seeing clarissa, meant that a whiplash epidemic might well be sweeping caesar's palace!
     of course, the fact that clarissa was just unbelievably beautiful and her body so fantastically curvy even apart from her monstrously huge tits, helped to feed the general uproar her appearance created. no wonder lots of guys were circling back around through the lobby to get another straight-on view of clarissa and her mind-boggling tits.
     lots of other guys were just following along, thoroughly enjoying the view from the rear — which was also fantastic. her sleek, absolute killer legs with their muscular, perfectly formed calves, the sway of her dynamite ass cheeks under her super-short dress, and — above all — the just impossibly massive swell of tit meat on either side of her body, their giant bulges jiggling and shimmying in full view as she bopped along, presented a sight none of these guys would ever forget.
     lots of them would probably be whacking off to the memory for years! from the front or from the rear, clarissa's mind-boggling buxom beauty was causing a veritable gapers' block. god! what a babe she was. and for the weekend, at least, she was all jake's.
     the fact jake and clarissa looked like a sex-drenched couple who had been fucking like bunnies caused a lot of knowing looks, as well. an extremely beautiful, impossibly buxom, mulatto teenager with a thirteen year-old face walking along (and sensually pressed up against) a good-looking white guy in his 30s were probably not headed to a father-daughter banquet.
     in fact, given the way the two lovers were all over each other even while walking through the lobby, they had better not be headed in that direction! if they were, it was definitely time to call the state of nevada's social services department for some instant intervention!

chapter thirteen

the palace court restaurant at caesar's palace could justifiably lay claim to being las vegas' finest dining venue. jackets were required of the men and dresses of the women. jake was wearing a new j. press suit, and clarissa was undeniably wearing a dress; both therefore passed the dress code. jake doubted, however, that such a dress — or at least anything like the body it was more or less covering! — had ever been seen in the palace court before!
     the palace court's maitre d' was a suave, experienced functionary; he was quite used to distinguished, moneyed gentlemen — many of them jake's senior by decades — bringing in luscious young things for dinner. most of these girls were quite beautiful; they also tended to have large bosoms, whether naturally or through other means.
     few if any of these beauties ever looked as young as clarissa, however; what's more, it was definitely the case that none of them had come anywhere close to having breasts as gigantic as the ultra-bosomed, beyond-beautiful teenager. or faces as shockingly beautiful! or bodies as stunningly well curved! the maitre d' simply shook his head; a man in his position sees just about everything. he had never seen anything like clarissa, however!
     these older gentlemen who frequented the restaurant obviously wanted to dine very privately indeed with these gorgeous young girls; later, though, they just as clearly intended to dine upon them. like many of these gentlemen, jake had left detailed instructions as to the privacy requirements of the couple's dining arrangements. that was something with which the maitre d' was accustomed to dealing.
     in fact, from the way jake and clarissa were leaning into each other, their meal was obviously very well along!
     the restaurant had several secluded booths in the rear which served the privacy needs of such couples quite nicely. one look at clarissa and the way she was put together convinced the maitre d' that jake and clarissa needed the most private of all their booths.
     of course, jake had already taken care of that detail. when he had made the reservation, jake had stipulated as secluded a table as it was possible to reserve. as a long-time favored customer of the hotel, jake was assured that his needs would be taken care of. and they were!
     there was one booth in the back that was entirely around the corner and out of the line of sight of any of the staff or patrons. to be doubly safe, the restaurant arranged to have a wooden screen placed in front of the table.
     the waiter, servers, busboys and sommelier were instructed to loudly clear their throats or to subtly bang some dishes before coming around the corner to serve the hot-looking couple. next, they were to knock smartly on the edge of the screen. they were then to wait for jake to say, "yes?" in response. if they got no answer, they were simply supposed to go back to the kitchen and try again in about half an hour or so.
     under no circumstances was the employee simply to walk around the screen to serve the couple. god alone knows why jake might not have responded to the knock! better not to find out!
     once seated with their menus, the couple were so jammed together that they took up only a tiny percentage of the booth. jake was soon stroking clarissa's ultra-sleek thighs. fuck! they were so gorgeous! jesus! her tiny little dress had ridden up all the way to her cunt!
     the pantyhose posed a problem, however; jake longed to touch clarissa's bare skin — not to mention her privates! — and the pantyhose were definitely in the way.
     clarissa soon realized the problem. although they had not yet ordered, clarissa excused herself from the table to head for the powder room. seconds after she had turned the corner to walk through the dining room, jake heard the crash of breaking glass and crockery. it did not take much imagination to guess the cause of that mishap!
     clarissa was soon back. she sat down nearly on top of jake; it was as if she was trying to get inside her lover's skin. jake reached down again to stroke her thigh; to his pleasure he found that the skin was hot, soft, and bare — clarissa had taken off her pantyhose.
     "once i saw how private our table was, i figured i could throw my pantyhose in my purse," clarissa announced. " and that's not all, precious," the over-ripe teenage beauty whispered, "my panties are in there, too! i want you to play with my bottom under the tablecloth, baby. oh, honey, i can't stand not having your hands all over me even for a second!"
     jake put his hands on clarissa's waist; in response she got on her knees and began frontally to hug her lover. their mouths instantly slammed together, their wild tongues passionately exploring each other's mouths. jake's hot hands frantically began cupping clarissa's unbelievably shapely, bare ass cheeks. soon, each lover was softly moaning with his frantic need for the other's loving.
     the torrid french kiss was interrupted by a soft cough from around the corner; a sharp rap on the screen almost immediately accompanied it. the waiter was back to take their order. they ignored him!
     as soon as the waiter was gone, the out-of-control kiss resumed. both lovers instinctively spread their legs to give themselves liberal access to each other's private parts. there was no way they were going to be able to keep their hands off each other even in a public venue like the palace court!
     jake reached down to caress clarissa's pussy lips; to his astonishment, he found them just running with rivers of cunt juice. clarissa was so hot!
     for her part, the overly buxom young beauty had discovered that the thick linen tablecloth was generous enough in its length that it more than covered both of their laps. she immediately began rubbing and squeezing jake's utterly engorged, almost steel-like hard-on through his trousers.
     meanwhile, jake had begun gently thrusting two fingers in and out of his lover's wide-open pussy. she was so wet, so open! jesus! even his gentle finger fucking was making very noticeable slurping and sucking noises. clarissa's boiling hot cunt was so full of vaginal discharge as to be almost liquefied.
     jesus! how were the almost frantic, super-excited lovers going to concentrate on eating their meal? especially when what they really wanted was to be eating each other!
     in the midst of this achingly torrid encounter, clarissa suddenly pulled back. "precious," she groaned as she locked eyes with her lover. "what are we going to do? we have to do something about this problem about needing each other so much right now! i don't think we can get away with making love in the booth but, honey, i just can't go on like this!"
     jake was groaning himself. he certainly was at the end of his sexual rope! he had been staring at clarissa's giant hooters for nearly every second they had been sitting in the booth; that was helping to drive him around the bend!
     the massive udders were not only straining almost obscenely against the wool fabric of her dress but on account of their monstrous size were resting in her lap! god! her tits were so huge! clarissa's custom-made v-cup, double-strap, industrial strength, super-uplift bra had obviously lost the battle against the combined forces of (a) clarissa's gargantuan bosom; and (b) gravity. at any rate, exposure to this sight had left jake sorely indeed of some immediate sexual release!
     clarissa looked up with a smile. "tell you what, sweetheart. why don't i suck you off while you keep on finger fucking me. maybe we can get it out of our system that way — at least for a while! — and get on with our meal! that should hold us at least until we get back up to our suite."
     "hmmm, baby!" jake moaned, "that sounds so great! won't we make a mess, though? — i'm so exited that i just know i'm going to blow a ton of sperm your way!"
     clarissa smiled shyly in response. "well, honey, i hate to admit i'm so shameful, but ... when i heard you giving the restaurant those instructions on how things had to be private 'n everything, well, i loaded up my purse with these!"
     clarissa reached down into her huge purse and pulled out half a dozen or so fluffy hand towels from the suite. this gal came well prepared!

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clarissa raised up her luscious rump and pulled her micro-mini-dress up around her waist! jesus! she then carefully placed a couple of towels on the banquette and settled in on them. jake noticed that she had covered up a large stain caused by the vaginal discharge that had already been produced by her overwhelming sexual excitement!
     after listening intently to make sure nobody was coming, clarissa leaned over and eased down jake's zipper. she was immediately frustrated. "jesus, honey, you're so huge and so stiff! i can't get your cock out!
     the hugely buxom teenager then undid jake's belt, unbuttoned his pants, and pulled his trousers and his shorts down around his ankles. "raise up, darling," she briskly ordered as she spread a towel under her lover's rock hard buttocks. then, she put a towel on each of his thighs. clarissa was going to be prepared for a niagara of sperm! she'd better be!
     god! jake's cock was so hard! it was jerking and waving as if the randy fellow had not had any sexual relief for months! the poor baby!
     clarissa lovingly grasped the giant love tube with both of her tiny little hands. she blew soft little puffs of air at his cock head as she slowly unsheathed his cock head from his foreskin. she then alternately frenched and tongue-fucked his cock head and foreskin for a few minutes.
     clarissa's lovely head then disappeared below the level of the table top as her long, wet tongue licked up and down the massive shaft. she punctuated her slow licking with soft kisses directed by her wet, slippery, super-thick lips at jake's bright red cock head.
     as she looked up with loving eyes at her sweetheart, jake could see that a strand of his pre-cum was clinging to her lower lip. she languorously licked it off and swallowed. when she had finished, she looked up, locked eyes with jake, and mouthed, "i love you!" to her darling.
     in the meantime, clarissa's left hand had fished down to tenderly fondle jake's scrotum. at the same time, her long, wet tongue ran up the side of his cock about a dozen more times; then she turned her head sideways, opened her mouth as wide as she could manage, and ran her open mouth up and down the wet, slippery shaft.
     finally, the astonishingly buxom young kid fully engulfed his throbbing cock with her warm, moist mouth. clarissa went down, down, down on the gigantic rod.
     after sensing a gulp, jake felt his cock actually pass deep into her throat! jesus! less than second later, the entire slab of fuck meat was fully swallowed. god! clarissa was bobbing up and down at a fast clip; in the process her mouth was travelling from the red tip of his glans all the way down to the very hilt of his cock. her gulp-punctuated swallows were literally milking his giant love stick!
     jake was not sure he had ever had a more thrilling sexual experience. clarissa was not only deep-throating him but also sensuously running the flat of her tongue along his jizz nozzle as she bobbed up and down. she was sucking in her cheeks and squeezing her throat in order to give her lover's granite-hard boner the greatest pleasure possible as it slid up and down into those glorious orifices. finally, clarissa was taking care to strongly rub jake's cock head along the ribbing of the roof of her mouth on its way to the depths of her esophagus! wow! could sex possibly be more exciting than this?
     of course, all through his sensationally arousing blowjob, jake had been busy working on clarissa's dripping bottom. he had begun by gently massaging her super-moist pussy. by twisting his body a bit, jake was able to gently diddle with clarissa's erect clitoris — it was so hard! — while at the same time rapidly thrusting three fingers in and out of her gushing twat.
     jesus! clarissa's love juices just covered his fingers; they were even running down his wrist. wow! his lover was so hot!
     the lovers were now in a rhythm. jake's finger strokes almost precisely matched clarissa's bobbing head. jake was able to look down to see that clarissa's pussy lips were just flushed with sexual excitement.
     jake could tell that clarissa was on the brink. her slick, mucous-coated vagina began expectantly to clamp onto his sliding fingers. he curled his fingers back in an attempt to find her g-spot. then, seconds later, she absolutely exploded!
     yet she did not miss a beat! her head kept bobbing in perfect rhythm up and down on her lover's gigantic pecker while her curvy rump danced all over the towels and her entire body stiffened and shuddered in reaction to this monster cum! she was moaning and groaning with real force as the orgasm went on and on!
     jesus! love foam was just pouring out of clarissa's pussy! the palm of jake's hand was soon slick with love juice. long strings of love scum were hanging down from the side of his hand!
     seconds later, he could feel his own orgasm growing nigh. "a ... a ... any second, now!" jake groaned!
     in response, clarissa stopped dropping her mouth all the way down to the hilt of jake's iron-hard boner but began restricting her sucking to the upper half of the massive shaft. even at that she still had to gulp the giant tube down into her throat on each bob of her head. wow! that gave a picture of just how far down his cock head must have gone when his cock was going all the way in! fuck! his cock head must be coated with gastric juices!
     clarissa then encircled the slippery, shiny love muscle with her hands and began to jack her lover off from the bottom of the shaft. clarissa's little hands pulling up on jake's cock skin and her bobbing mouth moving down on his foreskin would meet at the halfway mark of his throbbing cock in perfect synchronization! clarissa was clearly trying to milk the jism out of her lover's balls and into her hot, wet mouth. in a second or so, she was going to realize some very notable success!
     "ugh! ugh! yes! jesus! so good! ugh arg! ugh!" jake was not sure if it should be ascribed to the unbelievably arousing way clarissa was dressed, the furtive nature of their sex play, or just the buxom teenager's amazing face and astonishing body in general, but the grunting, shuddering man was having an extremely strong orgasm!
     twenty seconds into the cum an extraordinarily strong blast of jism rocketed up jake's jerking cock and just blasted into clarissa's milking mouth. god! it was so strong — jake could actually see clarissa's head snap back as the first of the long powerful ropes of hot, creamy male seed whapped into her throat!
     the giant-breasted young girl held on, however; she kept the massive, spurting cock head firmly in her mouth. clarissa was so amazing! she was just gulping down the heroic splattering of sperm her lover was shooting down her throat.
     no sooner was the first long stream of jizz played out than a second, and then a third, and then a fourth jet of sticky cum followed. by now, clarissa had a bit of a frown on her gorgeous face; jake could tell that his prodigious production of sperm was overwhelming her ability to take it in!
     as his fifth long rope of spunk roared out of his cock hole, jake could see clots of shiny, grey jism start to spray out of clarissa's mouth as if from a hose! she was losing the battle! his throbbing cock was soon just coated with love cream; it was almost too slippery for clarissa to maintain her handhold. jake's pubic hair and groin were just lathered with warm, gelatinous male seed. he was not sure he had ever thrown out so much sperm as this!
     finally, a couple of minutes later, the production of sperm slowed and then ceased altogether. clarissa looked up at her lover in amazement. her lips were just coated with clots of jism! she was to overcome with emotion and passion even to speak!
     the incredibly buxom teenage girl simply slid into jake's arms, and wildly frenched his mouth. the feel of clarissa's super-fat, ultra-cushioned lips against his was just about as sexy as it gets, jake thought. what's more, the way the thick, slimy sheen of jism made their lips slip and slid against each other was fantastically sensuous as well. as the kiss went on and on, both lovers' lips were getting just smeared with creamy love goo!
     this sperm-lubricated kiss was so passionate as to resemble a mouth fuck more than a traditional kiss. in its midst of this ultra-torrid oral coupling, a waiter approached to take their orders; as instructed, he loudly cleared his throat and then knocked smartly on the screen.
     the lovers were too far-gone in their passion even to hear him. for his part, the waiter could hear sucking and slurping noises from around the corner. what's more, he could immediately smell the unmistakable feral, musky odor of fresh sex! he quickly did an about face and returned to the main dining room. these two were clearly not yet ready to order!
     clarissa had retained a mouthful of jizz from jake's last blast; as the lovers french kissed, she slid the load into his mouth — it was so salty! jake had never tasted cum before — nor had he ever felt a desire to try it! — but under the circumstances he could think of little else that could have been more sexy or more arousing!
     as the kiss went on and on, the lovers traded the load of spunk back and forth. gradually, it either trickled down their throats or got intentionally swallowed until finally their mouths were empty. the hot couple then drew back for a second but then leaned back in; they began eagerly to lick the cum off each other's lips! they licked each other with the abandon of puppies that had not seen their master for a month!
     as the couple disengaged, jake was fondling and kneading one of clarissa's massive boobs; he hoped he was not discoloring her dress with his cum-stained hand.
     clarissa seemed not to care. her nipple was fantastically stiff. all she wanted was more loving; accordingly, she shamelessly thrust her chest forward in order to encourage jake's continuing caresses of her aching nipples.
     jake eagerly accepted the invitation! as he pummeled clarissa's monster tits, he pulled her mouth toward his, opened his mouth, and pulled her fantastically obese lower lip into his mouth. jesus! it was like sucking on an a- or maybe b-cup breast! it was nearly more than a mouthful! it was so sexy! wow!
     it was so sexy that he could feel some stirrings in his limp cock as he worked out on the bloated wedge of soft flesh! the stirrings increased when he switched to the upper lip and pulled that ultra-soft, swollen protuberance into his mouth and sucked and sucked and sucked, while at the same time tonguing the ultra-fleshy lip from the inside of his mouth in rhythm to his sucking!
     finally, the sex-stunned couple disengaged again and pulled back. they looked at each other in wide-eyed awe. "oh, honey!" clarissa moaned, "i've never had as hot a time with anybody in my life as that! precious! that was unbelievable! you're stuck with me now!"
     "ditto for me, sweetheart," jake groaned. "all i want to do is make love to you — eating, sleeping, working — none of it matters but you!"
     "precious! in that case, let's get our clothes back on, gobble down dinner, and then go back upstairs so we can do just that!" the lovers quickly rearranged their clothing. well ... most of their clothing. "honey, i'm not going to bother putting my pantyhose or panties on 'cause i want you to keep playing with my bottom. is that ok?"
     jake smiled lovingly at his ultra-buxom, drop-dead gorgeous teenage lover. "that's more than ok, sweetheart!"
     it turned out that the couple had produced so much sexual discharge of various sorts that all six towels were returned to clarissa's purse in a very soggy state! in fact, there was so much cunt juice and jism splattered around, that the lovers had to use all the napkins on the table to complete the cleanup!
     no sooner had jake pulled up his pants and clarissa had pulled down her dress — though only, it must be said, to a point somewhere around mid-rump! — than they heard footsteps. the waiter was back!
     after the clean up and clothing rearrangement, clarissa had been sitting on jake's lap, licking his lips and face. as she heard the waiter's approach, she slid back onto the cushion of the banquette and the couple considered their menus for a moment. jake let out a strangled, "yes?" when he heard the sharp, "rap, rap" of the waiter's knuckles.
     naturally, they let the waiter order for them. the truth is that their minds were to befogged by lust to think clearly about anything but hot sex, exceedingly lewd practices, and various forms of carnal knowledge!
     as the waiter was leaving, clarissa called out, "oh, by the way, do you think you could bring some more napkins?"
     "certainly, madam," the suave, unflappable waiter replied.

chapter fourteen

in the wake of their furtive orgy, the lovers were ravenous; accordingly, they ordered an impressive feast. the truth, however, is that most of the plates went back to the kitchen half-eaten — if that. their eyes, it seems, were decidedly bigger than their stomachs. even though jake and clarissa had just enjoyed extremely powerful orgasms while at table, they found soon after that their hunger for each other's bodies remained essentially unsatisfied. it was that hunger which took precedence!
     needless to say, jake and clarissa played throughout the meal with the main object of their appetites ... that is, with each other! even though one might have suspected that their recent, powerful orgasms might have taken the edge off of their lust, the lovers still found themselves utterly unable to keep their hands to themselves!
     jake doubted that clarissa had let go of his pecker for more than a minute or two since their orgasms had subsided. for the first few minutes, of course, she was playing with a fairly lifeless hunk of meat. between the lobster bisque and the caesar salad, however, jake observed that he was noticeably starting to stiffen up! between the salad and the rack of lamb, he had become so rock-hard as to find himself in agony!
     as a result, in between visits from the waiter, the servers, the sommelier, and even the maitre 'd (he wondered if monsieur and mademoiselle were enjoying their meal, ha, ha, ha!), the sizzling hot lovers spend nearly all their time french kissing and groping each other in the secluded booth!
     if the truth be known, jake's left hand spent a lot time diddling clarissa's drenched pussy; he just couldn't leave it alone! his efforts had induced about half a dozen orgasms in his super-buxom teenage lover between the caesar salad and dessert!
     when the waiter brought the crème brulée and after-dinner coffee, jake reckoned that he had been totally stiff and engorged for something like forty-five minutes. he was almost frantic with a need for release.
     yet clarissa seemed intuitively to know when her lover was about to blow in his pants; she would take her hand off his jerking pecker and move down to caress his balls or his thigh, and let his quivering, throbbing dick return to a state just this side of orgasm.
     jake had been astonished at the variety of staff waiting on them. nearly every waiter, it seemed, was a new face. suddenly it dawned on jake; the restaurant was giving every waiter in the place an opportunity to have a look at clarissa! that was why a couple of dozen staff members had already shuttled through their area.
     when no waiters at all were evidence, jake would concentrate primarily on clarissa's too-big-to-believe bosom. jesus! it was so firm, it jutted out so far from her chest notwithstanding its unimaginable size. it was almost as if nature had decreed an exception to the laws of gravity for clarissa's thrusting bosom! and the way it looked, trapped in but straining against the tight knit dress, was unimaginably erotic and thrilling!
     jake's right hand wildly and ceaselessly rubbed and squeezed her mammoth left milker. of course, the gigantic mass of tit meat was way too big to capture with just one hand but jake did his best!
     seconds later, clarissa was back to squeezing and rubbing jake's giant boner, he was mauling her over-sized hooter, and their mouths were opening and closing on each other in a frantic, spit-swapping soul kiss.
     christ! why didn't they just get out of there right now, run back to the room, and fuck their brains out. jesus! jake could already sense the early symptoms of blue balls — he had not been inflicted with that malady since his sophomore year of high school!
     he did have the presence of mind, however, to remind himself to order the rest of their meals from room service. jake simply could not stand being alone with clarissa for the length of a meal without being able to take a fuck break sometime between courses! even the blowjob and finger fuck they had stolen as an appetizer had been insufficient to hold them until later! they needed to fuck! — in the worst way and in private, please!
     at last, however, the waiter finally came with the bill. jake hurriedly scratched his name and room number on the check, added a 40% tip to cover the extremely discreet service they had enjoyed, and then they were out of there!
     first, however, the lovers examined themselves. clarissa's dress was liberally spotted with sex stains; they frankly stood out with unfortunate clarity against the background of the dazzling white knit dress. jake's blue pin-striped suit was stained as well with cum spots; they, too, were quite noticeable. the couple were frankly both a bit of a mess; the lovers, after all, had discharged a whole lot of sex juice during their meal!
     well, apart from straightening their clothes and combing their hair, there was little to be done about their overall dishevelment. the lovers decided simply to make a run for it. they would walk through the restaurant with their arms around each other. that way they would mask some of the stains; besides, they were so hot for each other that any other sort of an exit would have been out of the question!
     when they entered the main dining room proper to head for the entrance and the bank of elevators, the room was filled with the rumble of bright chatter. suddenly, it became absolutely quiet as jake and clarissa, their arms around each other and their bodies jammed together, walked through the room. jake avoided the gaze of the diners, but he knew that clarissa was being stripped to the bone by dozens and dozens of disbelieving, bugged-out male eyes.
     at that point, he realized that the stains on their clothing were just about the last things any of the onlookers were going to notice! clarissa's fantastic face and body was the exclusive focus of attention!
     "eat your hearts out, boys," jake said to himself, "i bet you couldn't even imagine that a piece of ass like clarissa could possibly even exist!"
     at the same time, jake hoped that his gigantic boner — which simply would not go down and which he had tried to hide by buttoning his suit coat — was not causing too much of a display! but — hell! — there had to be some down side to being with clarissa for an extended period of time! and as soon as they got up to the suite, the up side of being with clarissa was going to be very much in evidence!

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as soon as the elevator doors closed and the floor button was punched — they had a car to themselves, thank god! — clarissa gave out a loud moan and jumped into jake's arms. jesus! she wrapped her legs around his waist and slammed her wide-open mouth against jake's equally open mouth and began probing and licking everywhere she could reach.
     jake pulled the hem of the ultra-sexy knit dress above clarissa's waist, grabbed her luscious ass cheeks to use as handles, and began wildly rubbing her soaked pussy against his still-stiff cock. the kiss went on and on.
     when the elevator door opened, jake simply carried clarissa to the room in that same position, their groins grinding against each other all the way and their wide-open mouths feasting on each other.
     jake somehow got the door open and headed for the couch. he ripped at his belt and zipper as he walked across the room so that his trousers and shorts were at his ankles as they got to what clearly was going to be the scene of the crime!
     jake simply pushed clarissa onto a cushion; her legs were fully spread in wild anticipation of having her dripping pussy reamed out by her lover's giant putz. his beyond-stiff cock was now free; as clarissa's bare dripping bottom hit the couch cushion, jake simply kept leaning in. in the same motion, and while guiding the giant love sword with both hands, he buried his super-thick, foot-long shaft way down in the uttermost depths of clarissa's wide-open, soaked cunt.
     there were no preliminaries, no probing, no foreplay — jake simply rammed that sucker all the way down to the bottom of clarissa's boiling hot, super-slick pussy. in fact, he could feel his warm, ready-to-fire cock head plunge through and then way beyond her cervix. but the buxom young girl was so hot, so open from the make-out and heavy petting session in the palace court, that the massive cock slid down and in her drenched pussy as if it were greased!
     clarissa started to go into an endless orgasm before jake's giant pud had even hit bottom on his first fuck stroke. the lovers immediately began moaning and even shouting at the top of their lungs. the corners of jake's mouth were drawn back almost as if he were having a seizure of some sort. he was so unbelievably horny and primed that each trip down clarissa's mucous-coated love canal — there would not be very many of them, believe me! — was like a mini-orgasm in itself.
     jake doubted that his rock-hard dick had made even ten strokes down clarissa's convulsing pussy before the jig was up. unimaginably strong thrills and shudders suddenly took utter control of his body.
     "jesus! ugghhh! oh! ... oh! ... oh, my jesus, so strong, so strong!" drool was freely running out of jake's mouth and down his chin. he was now literally screaming. he had never had a cum so strong. this was something that life simply had not prepared him to deal with! — he had no idea a cum could be this powerful! jesus!
     then, half a minute into this debilitating, shuddering, near-paralysis of his nervous system, a huge, urgent rope of sperm just rocketed out of his cock hole. "aargh! ... ugggh! ... so great! ... i love you, clarissa ... fuck ... jesus! ... its so good, so great!" this prolonged rope of sperm just would not stop! for nearly thirty seconds, the long sticky column of jism continued to catapult out of his shaft all over clarissa's now jism-white-washed cunt walls. before clarissa, jake had never had a cum that had lasted as long as half a minute; now his first spurt of spunk in this orgasm of his life was lasting that long.
     the cum went on and on. jake was now weeping with passion as the thrills and shudders just would not shut down! "oh! ... oh! ... ugh! ... ugh!" rope after rope of spunk blasted down clarissa's pussy. the force and volume of the shots of jism, along with her endless orgasm — it too would not stop! — had made her start to wail in helpless surrender to the monumental sex the couple was sharing!
     jake had blasted so much sperm — how was it even possible? — that he had much more than filled up clarissa's tight young pussy. given the massive size of his member and the way it had totally stretched out her slender, teenager-sized cunt, there was no place for the jism to go but to gush out on the couch cushion. soon, glistening grey puddles of spunk nearly covered the entire area in which the hot lovers were fucking.
     finally, more than two minutes into the cum, the thrills, shudders, and ejaculations began to weaken a bit. soon, only drips and drabs of spunk were still leaking into clarissa's pussy. the lovers collapsed onto each other in total surrender.
     the ultra-virile, giant-cocked man and the drop-dead gorgeous, way-too-buxom teenager locked eyes as jake's fuck strokes subsided. "oh precious," clarissa wailed, "i hope you know that any guy who could do that to me is mine forever! for me, that was a five-minute-long cum — unbelievable! i've never had a seeing-to like that from anyone, honey! i love you, jake, and i want to keep making love to you forever!"

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well, the hot couple did not make love endlessly — it just seemed that way! after all a guy — even one as randy and provoked as jake — needs a little recovery time! jake and clarissa did spend most of the time involved in coitus of one kind or another, however. they had found that for them making love was their natural state — not to be making love was unnatural!
     when they awoke from a night's sleep or even a nap, for example, jake found that his penis would instantly slide naturally, inevitably, and almost involuntarily into clarissa's wet womb. even before the lovers were fully awake, they would have coupled and begun to move rhythmically against each other in slow, deep strokes.
     they did get out of the room a little, however, although jake found that being out in public with clarissa was nearly as arousing as spending time in bed with the surpassingly gorgeous, unbelievably curvy, and unimaginably buxom young teenager.
     that is, if guys in vegas were getting hot and bothered from simply watching clarissa bop along in public, one can imagine how aroused jake got from walking right next to her, especially when she was usually pressing a monstrously giant breast into his arm as they strolled along.
     the result was that they made a lot of trips back to the suite; once there, the lovers usually had their clothes off and were passionately exploring each other's bodies within a minute or two. the sexual attraction between the two was utterly compelling and overwhelming — they simply could not get enough of each other's bodies.
     thus, clarissa and jake logged lots of bedtime hours during the nearly three days they spent in vegas as lovers. very little of it was spent sleeping, needless to say! they were making love eight to ten times a day, but jake wanted more — clarissa's fantastic buxom, beyond-gorgeous good looks left him with a perpetual hard-on!
     jake had early on realized that clarissa was multi-orgasmic; now he was realizing that he was too! at least he was so long as he had clarissa to push his buttons!
     clarissa wanted more loving too, except that vaginal sex with that frequency was hard on the ultra-voluptuous young beauty; taking jake's giant dick up her pussy that many times a day was making her really sore.
     as a result, alternatives were explored, most of them, few readers will be surprised to learn, oral or breast-connected in nature. hours were spent with clarissa licking and sucking jake's giant dick while his extremely long and muscular tongue licked circles way down deep inside her soaked and slippery fuck canal.
     a lot of time was also spent with jake fucking clarissa's astonishingly massive hooters; her beyond-giant tits were regularly being stained and encrusted with hot jets of creamy spunk from jake's jerking and throbbing dick.
     "honey," clarissa said after lazily pulling on jake's huge, thick shaft for a few minutes early sunday afternoon, "i wanna try something that's supposed to be mega sexy. they reckon you can make a guy's orgasm last for three to four minutes this way — no drugs required! wanna play!"
     "hmmm," jake moaned, "i'm ready! count me in! do me, honey!
     clarissa went to the bar and got a cup of shaved ice. she filled her mouth with the ice — then she went down on jake's throbbing prick. at the same time she eased her middle finger up his asshole and began to massage his prostate gland.
     the sexual thrill was indescribable! the ice in clarissa's mouth helped to keep jake from blowing his wad; yet the gland massage strongly pushed him toward orgasm. the tension was delicious!
     clarissa sucked and massaged; when the ice melted she would come off his cock and refill her mouth from the cup of ice. naturally, she was taking all of jake's massive cock all of the way down. no way was clarissa not going to make deep-throating part of this proceeding!
     god! it was so exciting. as she sucked and sucked, jake alternated between squeezing and mauling clarissa's giant tits — they were so arousing, so gigantic, and so huge! — and then thrusting either three or four fingers up her dripping pussy.
     after having his glass blown like this for about 45 minutes, jake absolutely blew it out! he started grunting and bellowing at the top of his lungs. "agghhhh! ... shit! shit! shit! ... fuck! ... argghhh! so fucking unbelievably good! . . . so fucking strong!"
     it was just beyond belief! jake's body was tensed like a bowstring. uncontrollable shudders and unimaginable thrills coursed through his body like bolts of lightning. he was afraid his body was going to snap from the tension! "god! jesus fucking christ! uggghhhh! ... shit! ... christ almighty! ... argghhhh!"
     hot clots of creamy spunk urgently rocketed out of jake's iced-down dick into clarissa's hot-and-cold mouth. jake thought for a moment he was going to have a heart attack or a stroke on account of the incomprehensible intensity of the cum!
     the thrills of this overpowering orgasm went on and on and on. after about two minutes, jake was totally out of sperm but the orgasm continued for an amazing three minutes more, as clarissa kept gently rubbing his prostate gland and bobbing up and down with her ice- and sperm-filled mouth on his jerking, throbbing prick.
     it was like having the throttle all the way out — permanently! this was by far the strongest orgasm of his life; it was actually much, much stronger than the one he had experienced after dinner in the palace court! and that one had been by far the strongest of his life to that point. what's more, believe it or not, this orgasm was his eighth cum of the day! multi-orgasmic? who, me? you bet!

chapter fifteen

the couple decided to hit the tables after dinner on sunday night. their luck was not good but that turn of events had nothing to do with dame fortune. the lovers, it must be said, were the authors of their own unwanted fate. clarissa was more modestly dressed than the night before; she had rightly decided that the knit dress would be a bit much for the casino. let's face it, she told jake, a riot would have been the likely result of her appearance at the tables in that dress!
     accordingly, clarissa put on a fairly loose skirt. its modesty in terms of tightness was somewhat undercut by its length; at six inches above the knee, the skirt was awfully short under anyone's standards! but then his limited view of clarissa's wardrobe had convinced jake that six inches above the knee was about as low as any of his stupendously buxom lover's hemlines ever got. well, and why not? — if more gorgeous legs existed on any girl anywhere, jake had yet to see them. so why not show them off?
     even a loose skirt, however, could do only so much to hide clarissa's stupendous physical assets. the way the folds of the skirt swung and swayed as ultra-curvy teenager jiggled along told onlookers that underneath that skirt was an ass to die for! after all, even a loose skirt tends to mold itself to the butt underneath.
     clarissa had also put on a loose sort of blouse, but her tits still stuck way, way out of the garment. in fact, the swollen bases of her gigantic milkers made their greatest indention of the blouse at a point just below her navel! jesus! her jugs were so unimaginably huge, but yet so impossibly firm as well that anything less than an astonishingly stretched out blouse was impossible. the truth is that her gigantic udders jutted out half way to reno!
     the minute jake and clarissa walked in the casino, the stupendously buxom teenager was the absolute center of attention. the lovers tried playing craps, but a couple of creeps tried brushing up against clarissa's gigantic tits while they played. that sort of behavior added up to snake eyes, for sure!
     the lovers switched to blackjack; however, when clarissa sat down to play, her massive bosom was actually resting on her thighs. that left her too far from the table to handle the cards, so she pulled her chair closer to the action.
     then, however, her huge rack of tit flesh had to rest on the table itself and actually intrude on the playing area where the dealer had to deal the cards. the other players — and the dealer, too — kept staring in disbelief at clarissa's monstrously huge jugs and her utterly gorgeous face. the game pretty much ground to a halt.
     soon, a very large crowd had gathered around the table. jake doubted that this growing mass of humanity was there to see how many times the lovers could double down for blackjack!
     as the crowd grew and grew, jake had a vision of the crowds of thousands who gathered on a regular basis some years ago to see a big-breasted young secretary come out of the bowling green subway station near wall street on her way to work. the amazingly buxom girl had worn a g-cup bra, as jake recalled, although the new york post had persisted in describing her as having an "eee" bosom.
     the kind of attention that was growing in the casino was getting to be of that order! jake imagined the word spreading across town that the most beautiful and buxom girl in the world was playing blackjack at caesar's right this minute! as he looked around at the growing crowd, jake could tell it was time to hit the road!
     the casino actually took the matter out of jake's hands. one of the pit bosses took jake on the side. "sir," he began, "your girl friend is so spectacular that she's really disrupting our routine — she's causing an absolute commotion wherever she goes in the casino. i suggest a private game; the two of you and a dealer could play in a private room — you choose the stakes and the game! and the refreshments — whatever you'd like to have — are on the house."
     the boss, who vaguely knew jake as a caesar's regular, added in a soft voice: "i've got to say, sir — if i may be allowed to comment — that's the most fantastically built and beautiful girl i've ever seen. you're one lucky guy. but we really are risking a riot in here if we don't do something about it very soon!"
     rather than settle for special treatment but uncertain odds in a back room, the lovers decided to skip the gambling and go for a sure thing — hot sex in their suite. they got up from the table, several 300 pound, all-muscle security guys cleared a path through the crowd, and within minutes the handsome, hugely hung real estate trader and his fantastically overly-buxom, inconceivably gorgeous teenage lover were passionately licking and sucking each other's bodies upstairs in their suite.

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as soon as jake and clarissa entered the suite, they had melted into each other's arms and torridly kissed and fondled each other for five or six astonishingly passionate minutes. after breaking apart, the lovers eagerly began to undress each other. their eyes sparkled as the bare flesh they both intended to ravish gradually came into view.
     jake's hands had been veritable workaholics as they cupped and squeezed the petite, heartbreakingly curvy, ass cheeks that were barely hidden under clarissa's short, short skirt! now, however, he was feverishly unbuttoning the extremely buxom teenager's blouse. clarissa was doing the same to his shirt and tie.
     the blouse was soon history, and clarissa's brassiere-clad chest was in full view. god! her bra was so huge! and her cleavage, which began only an inch or two below her neck, was so long!
     jake's hands were soon behind his sweetheart's back, unclasping the many hooks that held her bra together. because clarissa's gigantic, meaty piles of tit flesh were so huge, it was really a stretch for jake to lean in far enough to get his hands in position to take off the bra!
     clarissa helped out in the venture; she began jamming her huge tits into jake's bare chest. she wanted to help her lover turn that big bra into history! clarissa just couldn't wait to get naked!
     in his mindless pursuit of her bare breasts, jake feverishly undid hook after hook. jesus! how many hooks were there on this bra? jake's mind was so besotted by lust that he had lost count of the number of hooks at twelve!
     once all the hooks were undone, clarissa's massive bra was still in place on account of its extra-wide and super-supportive shoulder straps. as his throbbing cock dripped gobs of pre-cum onto the carpeting, jake worked his trembling hands under the giant cups in search of bare tit meat. there was plenty to be found!
     it was always so thrilling to encounter clarissa's giant mega-globes of tit flesh in this way! as his hands worked deep and deeper inside the massive cups of clarissa's bra, jake was almost shouting at the top of his lungs with excitement! this was too arousing to bear!
     jake kept the bra in place as his lust-shaky hands wildly kneaded and squeezed clarissa's astonishingly soft, hot breast tissue from inside her bra cups. as his hands frantically mauled and pummeled her gigantic udders, the bra began slowly to work its way down the incredible length of clarissa's massive cleavage.
     when jake encountered her rock-hard nipples, however, he decided he needed greater access. accordingly, he pulled the gargantuan undergarment entirely off clarissa's bosom and tossed it onto the floor.
     then, with the soft flesh of her immense bosom greatly overflowing even his two hands and splayed fingers, jake hoisted up the heavy weight of clarissa's right tit to his sex-slackened lips. he began to slobber all over the vast expanse of achingly tender, infinitely malleable flesh. for jake, having these gigantic, meaty, bigger-than-watermelon mounds of tit in his frantically stroking, kneading hands was just about as exciting a sensual act as anything short of orgasm could possibly be! wow! this was where it was at!
     jake paid particular attention to his teenage lover's plate-sized areolae; it was so exciting to lick that giant area of coffee-colored, slightly roughened skin! then his hungry, passionate lips fastened onto clarissa's super-erect nipples! jesus! they seemed to have doubled in length since he had started to remove the bra! clarissa was so hot!
     as jake slobbered and sucked away at clarissa's monstrous bosom, the stunningly beautiful young teen had stripped off her lover's trousers and underwear. aside from his socks and shoes — yuck! — he was entirely nude!
     within seconds, clarissa was on her knees, caressing and fondling jake's horse-sized cock. god! it was so stiff! although she appreciated her lover's obvious need to make love to her giant breasts, clarissa just couldn't stand it! she just had to suck jake's huge cock!
     jake was so stiff that his giant pecker was at almost a ninety-degree angle; it was almost touching his stomach and pectoral muscles and extended all the way up to his nipples. jesus! what a hunk of meat!
     clarissa began flat-licking its impressive length, unsheathing its golf ball-sized cock head as her tongue made its way to the top of the foot-long, uncircumcised, male muscle. god! jake was so erect, so engorged, that clarissa suspected he might have added an inch or so to the already improbable length of his gigantic love stick!
     the almost absurdly buxom teenager then pulled down on the massive cock to work it into her mouth. jesus! jake's boner was so stiff that it actually took some effort to bring the huge dick down to the required 45-degree angle so that she could begin to suck it!
     very soon, however, the giant cock head had been swallowed up by clarissa's hot, welcoming mouth. as her busy hands gently stroked and jacked off the long sex tube, she was pulling it deep into her mouth. soon she had gulped the gigantic love snake all the way down her throat; jake could tell that his cock head was way down somewhere in his darling's esophagus!
     jake was so extremely worked up that he know this blowjob was going to be over in very short order. his massively buxom teenage lover was making things so exciting!
     when she was at the peak of her deep throat, clarissa would switch her hands to massage first jake's thighs and then his clenching ass cheeks. as she pulled back toward a point at which her hot, wet mouth would encompass only jake's cock head, clarissa moved her hands to the throbbing shaft itself, petting, stroking, and manipulating the foreskin in every direction as her mouth moved up and down on the massive tube.
     once, while kissing, sucking, and frenching jake's big cock head, she was forced to lean so far back that she almost fell over backwards! — jake's boner was that long!
     clarissa knew all the tricks — sucking in her cheeks, tightening her throat, using the roof of her mouth, and busily working her hands on his foreskin. jake knew he was very close to blasting enormous jets of male seed at his lover.
     "it's getting really close," jake groaned. "maybe you'd better pull off!"
     clarissa did not want to pull off — she wanted her lover to spray jism just everywhere! she wanted his shiny grey sperm all over — and inside! — her body! she wanted to be spattered with it!
     suddenly, jake's thick thigh muscles absolutely began to bulge as a super-strong orgasm began to overtake his body. he could feel his testicles drawing up tight in his scrotum. his body was beginning simultaneously to clench and to shudder with amazing force.
     clarissa immediately sensed his imminent orgasm. she popped the huge penis out of her mouth. still, she kept licking jake's exposed cock head as her hands busily jacked the impending hot load of spunk up out of his throbbing, jerking dick. the thick veins on jake's cock were just bulging! he was so ready to blow!
     all of a sudden, clarissa could feel a mighty pulse of cum travel up her lover's convulsing shaft. almost simultaneously, a powerful blast of love cream rocketed out of jake's cock hole with astonishing force!
     as both lovers looked on in awe, a huge rope of milky-white jism shot directly into clarissa's wide-open mouth. she had aimed the thick love nozzle directly at her face so she could take the first massive gobs of scum directly down her throat! jake could see clarissa's throat muscles working as she gulped down the huge load of jizz.
     jake could not believe the force of each spasm as load after load of hot spunk was just ripped out of his balls, catapulted up his massive sex python, and finally lathered all over clarissa!
     the second shot of sperm splattered all over clarissa's massively thick lips. almost instantly, jake saw the buxom young kid smear the hot load of love seed all over her overly generous lips with her long, snaking tongue!
     another blast followed almost immediately, it got absolutely slathered all over clarissa's gorgeous face. she was now so covered with jism that it looked as if she had undergone a cold-cream treatment or even a mudpack application!
     perhaps in reaction to this astonishing production of spunk, clarissa let go of the jerking cock altogether. it absolutely jumped and jerked on account of this sudden release; several more huge spasms ensued almost immediately. the untrammeled hunk of love meat continued to spray long ropes of sperm in all directions.
     huge gelatinous gobs of warm sperm were spattered all over clarissa's sex-stunned face. her utterly gigantic breasts were also liberally lathered with fuck cream; it was to be doubted, however, that any man on earth could produce enough sperm to cover up that vast expanse of flesh!
     after an amazing couple of minutes, a final splat of jizz lazily drooled out of jake's cock hole. clarissa immediately dropped down to slurp up this last gob of cum as it dangled from the very tip of jake's male meat.
     once she had rolled the thick liquid over her tongue, clarissa stood up and looked deep into her lover's eyes with a look of near-adoration. she put her arms around jake's neck, pulled herself up, and wrapped her legs around his waist.
     "i love you with all my heart," clarissa moaned though sperm-lathered lips as she flung her open mouth at jake's equally wide-open oral cavity.
     as jake reached down to support clarissa by holding onto her stunning ass cheeks, their mouths and tongues found each other. the lovers were immediately swapping both spit and spunk; they were eagerly and passionately sharing jake's cum!
     jake leaned back and began to lick clarissa's sperm-splattered face and lips. god! he was just gulping down a prodigious amount of his own sexual juices! and he found that he loved it!
     clarissa was licking jake just as frantically as he was licking her; sperm was getting absolutely smeared just everywhere! finally, the stunning teenager was cleaned off, a condition jake tested by sucking and then sucking some more on her huge, thick lips until the salty tang of his jism could no longer be tasted.
     this episode was so sexy and so erotic that jake's cock was still fully erect. to her astonishment as well, clarissa had reached down to discover that her lover was still as stiff as an iron bar! had this guy grown a perpetual hard-on, or something?
     the gorgeous young girl reached down and pointed the giant cock in the direction of her pussy. the massive dick effortlessly slid up her vagina in response. the lovers were almost immediately wildly fucking as they stood in the middle of the living room of their suite!
     the act of making love while standing up shifted nearly all of clarissa's weight onto her fantastically stiff clitoris. she began shuddering and stiffening with a monster cum almost immediately.
     as jake pulled her up and pushed her down on his throbbing cock by means of his handhold on her luscious rump, clarissa was actually able to suck his dick with her strong vaginal muscles. as jake moved her up and down with greater force as his orgasm approached, clarissa's gigantic tits were just flying as her body was tossed up and down upon her lover's giant impaling tool!
     even though they had been fucking for less than five minutes, the impulsiveness of the coupling had created such a mutual frenzy that jake found himself suddenly spurting a hot load of cum up clarissa's cunt. in response, the giant-titted young girl was convulsing with what seemed to be a really strong orgasm!
     it was not jake's most prodigious ejection of jism by any means; nor was the orgasm notably super-strong. but never before had jake come twice in ten minutes! this fantastically gorgeous, unimaginably buxom young teenage girl certainly knew how to pull the spunk out of a fellow's scrotum!
     jake tenderly held his sweetheart in his arms; her legs were still wrapped around his waist. they had moved over to lean against the living room wall on account of battle fatigue. the lovers were sharing almost an epic french kiss to seal the explosion of love they had just experienced.
     at long last, jake could tell that his cock, still resting inside clarissa's gushing snatch, was beginning to soften. of course, she could feel it losing its force as well.
     clarissa pulled back and locked eyes with her lover. "i was beginning to suspect you'd never get soft, precious. in a minute or two i thought we might have to do it again just to get your boner down to a manageable size!" the excessively buxom teenager smirked, winked, and then wordlessly leaned back toward jake to resume wildly frenching her lover.

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by late sunday night, clarissa was getting pretty sore again — needless to say! "hmmm, baby, it's our last night together and i want to fuck you so bad all night long. but i'm so sore — honey, you're so thick and so awfully long. let's give my little pussy a rest, and we'll fuck our brains out later, ok? for now, fuck my face instead, sweetheart!"
     clarissa started off by going down on jake; she licked and sucked him off for a few minutes while he lay on his back; then, when his dick was really engorged and as stiff as a board, she rolled over, got on her back, and said, "fuck my face, honey ... do it right now. baby!"
     jake straddled clarissa's body just at the beginning of her monstrous cleavage. clarissa arched her back slightly and rolled her head back a bit, so that her mouth was straight up in the air. "fuck my mouth, honey, do it right this second," clarissa implored.
     clarissa had pursed her lips; the super-thick, really bulbous lips formed a sensuous channel of flesh into her mouth. jake moved up a foot or so on his knees; clarissa took hold of his mammoth tool with both hands, unsheathed it, and started to lick it all over just below the cock head. jake thought he had died and gone to heaven; the feeling was so amazingly sensual and so incredibly sexy.
     clarissa then licked his cock head for a minute or so; then, she re-pursed her lips and started to pull jake's dick down the channel formed by her super-thick lips into her mouth. "this is it," clarissa moaned, "fuck my face, dearest."
     almost involuntarily, jake found his hips starting to pump away as clarissa's unbelievably gorgeous face. clarissa's lips were wrapped tightly around his cock ... it was such a turn-on ... when his prick plunged deep into clarissa's mouth, things got even better ... as his dick rammed in and out of her hot mouth, clarissa's tongue was wildly licking his shaft from top to bottom as jake frantically rammed his iron-stiff cock in and out of his lover's hot, sweet mouth. because of the position of her head, jake found he could slam his full twelve inches straight down into her face. shit! his cock was slipping and sliding down clarissa's throat ... in fact, the fact jake was burying his dick all the way in her mouth meant she was taking about nine or ten inches of cock down her throat ... and without gagging ... it was amazing!
     clarissa was so in to getting her face fucked! jake was so excited that he was pulling out nearly his entire length on each fuck stroke. as he rammed the super thick, foot long sex snake back down her throat, he could sense her gulping as his huge cock head approached the part of her throat that controlled her gag reflex. jesus! clarissa was so expert that she was pacing herself to jake's face fucking and gulping down his giant shaft in perfect synchronization to his thrusts!
     as he wildly fucked clarissa's face, she was squeezing and rubbing his ass cheeks and then massaging his balls. it was so great! soon, jake was once again grunting and shuddering as hot creamy ropes of sperm rocketed right down clarissa's throat straight down into her belly. what a lover clarissa was!

chapter sixteen

jake and clarissa somehow managed to get a few hours sleep sunday night — their last night! twice during the night they almost simultaneously awakened, immediately coupled, and slowly, majestically (and sleepily), made love until both had reached orgasm. in the morning, jake greeted the sun by licking, sucking, and kissing every square inch of clarissa's body. this sensual task took three hours, including about thirty minutes of frantic soul kissing.
     for most of this period, jake was able to finger-fuck clarissa's seriously leaking pussy as he licked and sucked other parts of her body. in fact, before he was done, clarissa had come about a dozen times on account of these ministrations.
     jake planned his love journey so that his tongue and lips ended up at clarissa's drenched and convulsing pussy. after licking and kissing her clitoris, licking and sucking on her cunt lips, and then plunging his tongue deep into her dripping pussy and rolling it around her slimy cunt walls, he replaced his tongue with his steel-like cock.
     clarissa was so ready. so open. so soaked and ready to be fucked. the sheets beneath her writhing ass cheeks were absolutely drenched from heavy discharges of cunt juice. jake had really primed her pump!
     jake was just boiling hot himself. he wildly jammed his gigantic cock in and out of clarissa's slick and slippery love canal. he was bellowing and grunting from nearly the first fuck stroke. within ten minutes he was screaming at the top of his lungs while being racked by really intense and shuddering thrills as long ropes of boiling jizz flew out of his cock head and hurtled down clarissa's eager pussy. what a way to greet the morning!
     bleary eyed, the lovers hopped in the shower to wash off the encrusted love juice that just covered both their bodies. jake thought he was too tired and too sated to even think about more loving; however, guess again!
     after elaborately washing clarissa's ridiculously huge tits — there was actually a lot more squeezing and rubbing and kissing and sucking involved than actual washing — jake's cock was once again amazingly rigid and throbbing ... it was soon slipping in and out of clarissa's really sore but still eagerly receptive pussy. clots of sticky spunk were soon power-washing her tender cunt walls.

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by now the lovers' lovemaking had cut their margin for getting to the airport a bit close. jake had ordered a stretch limousine with the smokiest windows allowed by law to get them there. while they were dressing room service arrived with pastries and coffee.
     jake loved to watch clarissa get dressed. she had laid out a miniature flowery skirt. the skirt was of course almost non-existent; the hem on this one was probably eight inches above the knee. clarissa was going to be showing lots of leg and thigh on this trip. that was just fine with jake!
     up top, clarissa was going to wear a tight silk blouse that buttoned up the back; it looked strangely out of proportion, though. the problem, jake could see, was that the blouse was extremely large and even billowy — almost absurdly so; it was obviously custom-made to accommodate clarissa's gigantic bosom. jake had an idea, though, that it was going to be completely filled up — and probably more! — once her mammoth breasts found themselves stuffed inside it.
     clarissa slipped into a pair of really skimpy bikini panties — they left her luscious rump largely uncovered. as she leaned over to step into them, her mammoth tits drooped down below her knees. jesus!
     clarissa then pulled a bra out of her suitcase. it was so huge! — it looked like some sort of circus prop! "honey," jake murmured, "that bra is just so gigantic — i can't believe its size."
     "yea, well, it's got lots to cover up and support — as you well know," clarissa smirked. "i have them custom-made in london at a speciality item lingerie shop. they have w-cups in stock, but nothing that big to fit a small 32-inch back size like mine. i think a 60w is about as close to my size as they come off-the-shelf, and that would wrap around me more than twice!"
     clarissa then started to work one of her massive cylinders of tit flesh into the extremely roomy area inside the bra cup. jake thought it was going to faint at the arousing nature of this action!
     "this one is a super-support model," clarissa explained, "it's supposed to hold my breasts in a bit when i'm out in public. not to cause too much of a commotion, you know! it does make me feel kind of bound up, though."
     as clarissa wiggled and squirmed to get her monstrously huge tits into the balloon-like bra cups — jake still couldn't believe how her super-firm, ultra-large breasts actually hung down to her waist! — he started to get stiff again. he so wanted to help her get the bra on — and in the worst way!
     he remembered, however, his similar efforts — and their inevitable result! — with her bikini top just before their trip to the pool. there simply was not time to have another lover-making session. he settled for watching clarissa wiggle her way into the gigantic bra cups and then, with the practiced hand of someone who does this sort of thing every day, quickly attach the fifteen hooks that held the heavy-duty foundation garment together in the back.
     still, even if they lacked the time for a full meal, jake figured he could still help himself to an appetizer he walked over to clarissa before she could reach for her skirt and blouse, embraced her, slipped his hands inside her briefs, and began cupping and squeezing her ultra-curvy ass cheeks.
     soon, the lovers were swapping spit as a really passionate, mouth-grinding soul kiss went on and on and on. the erotic pressure from clarissa's bra-clad bosom as it pressed with amazing force into his chest made jake's kissing even more torrid and frantic!
     clarissa finally broke away, and gave jake's fantastically rigid shaft a couple of long, slow pulls. "god, you are absolutely a miracle man," she said, "but, sweetheart, our plane leaves in about an hour. we've got to get going."
     clarissa then put on her silk blouse. the way her massive, almost beyond-huge knockers jutted out of the tight blouse was just amazing! her super-uplift bra didn't seem to be doing the job; clarissa's gigantic bosom was thrusting out of the shiny material at a point just above her waist! jesus! clarissa was so buxom!
     jake quickly pulled on slacks and a polo shirt. after a moment's reflection he had earlier decided to skip putting on his underwear. after all, you never knew — with someone as outrageously beautiful and unimaginably buxom as clarissa, you wanted to be ready for anything.

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the couple's stretch limousine had a huge passenger compartment, but the lovers could have been in the back seat of a volkswagen bug the way clarissa was absolutely on top of jake as they pulled away from the hotel. "i'm going to miss you big time, honey," she whispered. "this has been the sexiest time of my life."
     the lovers were passionately kissing and groping each other before the limousine had even pulled out from under the hotel canopy. clarissa's extremely short skirt gave jake full access to her amazing thighs and ultra-luscious ass. of course, he was rubbing and squeezing her enormous tits as well before the limousine had merged into the las vegas boulevard traffic.
     as the limousine slowed for the first red light, jake had reached behind clarissa to unbutton her blouse and then to quickly undo the fifteen hooks to her bra. he then slowly and sensuously worked his hands inside the gigantic bra cups and began to maul clarissa's incomprehensibly huge mountains of tit meat. within seconds, he was moaning uncontrollably.
     "how long does it take to get to the airport?" clarissa breathed, as she licked jake's ear and rubbed and squeezed his hard-on while he almost maniacally rubbed and squeezed his ultra-buxom lover's gargantuan mounds of breast flesh.
     "about twenty minutes, i guess," jake replied.
     "good," clarissa said, "that's long enough." she kicked off her shoes and pulled off her panties. "pull your pants down, honey — i want that huge, thick cock up my pussy one last time."
     within seconds, clarissa was moaning as she rode up and down on jake's giant dick. jake had grabbed clarissa by her mind-boggling ass and thighs and was doing the heavy lifting. he was moaning, too. from time to time, they would take a break for some super-sensual french kissing.
     while the kisses were going on and on, jake would almost automatically reach under her blouse to grope clarissa's gigantic piles of tit flesh. not surprisingly, jake was spurting a heavy load of jizz up clarissa's pussy as they passed the "welcome to mccarran airport" sign.
     nor was he the only one enjoying himself; while jake fucked away, clarissa's body had been stiffening and contracting for nearly the whole of the journey. she was totally overcome by a series of really strong cums that had started only seconds after jake's improbably long and thick pud had plunged up her cunt. the massive length and almost impossible thickness of her man's giant cock ensured that she would have a really strong orgasm every time that massive slab of pork got stuffed up her pussy! her guy was such a lover! she could not get enough of him!

chapter seventeen

it took clarissa a few minutes to repair the damage before she could exit the limousine; as a result, the lovers made it to their first-class seats only moments before the airline started coach-class priority seating. the first-class section was nearly empty, so the couple were going to have plenty of privacy. they could use it!
     actually, the enjoyment of that privacy had to wait until all the passengers were seated. since first-class passengers were seated first, coach passengers had to pass by them to get to their seats in the rear of the plane. the eyes of the male passengers almost fell out of their heads when they passed clarissa.
     what the passers-by thought they saw was an astonishingly gorgeous thirteen or fourteen year-old light-skinned black girl wearing a micro-mini-skirt whose hem had ridden up almost to her crotch. what they especially noticed were two fantastically huge but really firm udders just bursting out of a sexy silk blouse. the tits were so enormous that they were not only resting in her lap, but actually covering it up!
     finally though, everyone was seated, so except for a few guys who tried to sneak up to the first-class toilets for a second peek (and promptly were run off by the flight attendants, who knew exactly what the score was), the lovers were able to hold hands and snuggle in private.
     clarissa talked about her plans. now that she had turned eighteen, she said, it was legal for her to make movies and pose for magazines both in britain and the u.s. "i think i'll stay away from hard-core stuff, though," she said, "at least for a while — though if they ever made a movie of us making love — god! — it would be a best seller for sure. damn! i'd even buy a copy!
     "the thing is," she went on, "i make so much money on escort dates ... i mean, lately, even a date or two a week means $10,000 to $20,000 a week ... that really adds up! but in the long run i think it would burn me out. after all, how long can you be an escort? it would be better long term to do the magazines and videos, i think."
     "i really agree," jake said.
     "a friend of mine in london suggested i start a clarissa fan club on the internet," the stupendously buxom young girl continued. "i could sell videos and pictures 'n stuff and keep all the profits for myself." she giggled. "my friend says that once guys start to see pictures of me in magazines and on the web and stuff, my business would really boom."
     "that's for sure," jake agreed.
     after an hour or so of chatting, clarissa leaned over and gave jake a loving kiss on his cheek. "this weekend has been so awfully special, jake ... i really love you a lot. making love has been ... wow! ... just more special than any loving i've had before, ever! i mean with anyone, dearest!" the ultra-bosomed teenage beauty leaned over to give her lover an affectionate hug.
     "and talking to you now, just holding hands and chatting and getting to know you better ... that's been just as special in its own way as well. precious jake! i really want to see you again, too. i want to make love all the time but have quiet moments like this with you, too. let's swap addresses and phone numbers ... i want to be in your arms again real soon."
     jake gave clarissa a business card on which he wrote his home address in manhattan along with his unlisted phone numbers, cell phone numbers, and e-mail accounts. clarissa took one of his cards and wrote her personal information on the back; she lived in a posh two-bedroom apartment just off the kensington high street in london. "holland park, west 14," she informed him in an appropriate accent.
     if jake visited her there — and he'd better! — she assured him that the inside of the flat would be all he would see of london! the entire visit would be spent in clarissa's king-size bed while clarissa and jake leisurely and lovingly explored their remarkable bodies.
     if jake were a good boy, she might let him out of bed to pee and to grab a bite to keep his strength up. "the thing is, baby, i just want you to love me hour after hour after hour. precious! i need you to fuck me so bad!"
     "baby, i want that so much, too," jake moaned. he had reached over as the conversation got sexier and was now lightly stroking and squeezing clarissa's luscious, satiny thighs. she had spread her legs so that he could diddle with her dripping bottom.
     "oh, how i wish we were making love right now," clarissa whimpered. "i love the feel of your thick cock inside me so very much. you know, guys brag about how long their penises are — and that's important, i guess — but thickness is what really matters. and, honey, your willie is the thickest i've ever seen. or felt. or sucked. it really stretches out my vagina when you're fucking me ... oh, honey, it does such crazy things to my nerve endings ... baby, baby, having a side of beef like that rubbing so strongly inside my pussy is just heaven! i've never had orgasms as strong as those with you this weekend — not even close! oh, lover! i want to fuck you again so very much. i'm so hot for you. you're my bloke ... i'm just hooked on you, baby!"
     clarissa was starting to softly moan and whimper; she was clearly starting to work herself into a sexual frenzy! jake had sprung a giant boner from listening to clarissa's sexy talk. he peeked at the front of the cabin, noticed no flight attendants in sight, and leaned over to clarissa to begin a super-passionate kiss.
     their tongues lashed at each other ... jake reached down to squeeze one of clarissa's enormous tits. jake was soon sucking and tonguing clarissa's super-fat lower lip. she was squeezing and rubbing his utterly rigid and fully extended boner.
     things were getting totally out of control. jake wondered about simply getting some blankets out of the overhead rack, covering themselves up, and furtively making love in their seats. it wouldn't be the first time that trick had been tried!
     then he had a much better idea. "listen, honey," jake said, his voice thick with lust. "there might be a way we can have one last fling ... do you know about the five-mile-high club?"
     clarissa smiled. "no, i don't. but given the horny state we're in right now, i bet it has something to do with making love. what is it, precious, what do we do?"
     "the flight attendants seem to be in the back of the plane serving a meal to the coach passengers," jake observed. "get up right now, go to the first class bathroom up front on the right, and lock it. when i'm sure nobody's looking, i'll get up, go the same bathroom, and knock on the door. i'll give two quick knocks, a pause, and two more quick knocks. when you hear me, open the door quickly, i'll jump in, and we'll probably have about ten or fifteen minutes or so to get it on until someone gets suspicious. honey, we can do a whole lot to cure our horniness in ten or fifteen minutes if we put our minds to it."
     "i love it!" clarissa giggled. "let's do it! and here's a taste of what will be waiting for you down the aisle, just to make sure you don't stand me up."
     clarissa got out of her seat, sat on jake's lap, and fairly flung her wide-open mouth at her lover's lips. for about twenty seconds, she just feasted on jake's hot mouth. as she did so, she reached down and rubbed his raging hard-on.
     then, just as quickly, she pulled back and started squirming her way over toward the aisle. as she crawled over jake, clarissa leaned down and furtively gave his raging boner a final squeeze. jake rubbed and caressed her velvety upper thigh and even her ass as she moved past him to the aisle — he was so awfully hot and bothered at the sight and feel of the overly voluptuous teenager.
     jake thought he would blow his wad right there in his seat as he watched clarissa prance down the aisle, her luscious ass swinging and swaying, her super-short skirt putting her killer legs and golden thighs on full display! the unbelievably huge mounds of bouncing, jiggling tit meat sticking out on either side of her torso was almost terminally arousing as well. man! clarissa was just unbelievable!
     jake was pretty sure clarissa was putting on a show for his benefit as she bopped down the aisle in such an exaggerated fashion but, jesus, what a show it was! it was certainly sufficient to make jake eager — frantic, even! — to renew his membership in the five-mile-high club!
     jake waited about two minutes. when still nobody seemed to be paying attention, he boldly walked down the aisle and gently tapped out his signal on the toilet door. immediately, the door swung open a crack so jake could squeeze in.

~~~~~0~~~~~

holy shit! as jake edged into the tiny cubicle, he suddenly saw that clarissa was nude — she had taken off absolutely all her clothes. the door was hardly closed and locked before the lovers were all over each other. as they kissed, their mouths were open almost to the breaking point and their tongues searched deeply and with almost impossible fervor in their mouths. jake feverishly cupped clarissa's super-ass cheeks, while she ripped off his polo shirt and undid his pants.
     "what kept you?" she whispered. "i want you so bad. shit! i've been sucking my tits and finger-fucking myself waiting for you. oh, lover, i'm so hot! fuck me to death, precious!"
     jake's pants were now down around his ankles. clarissa had scrunched down and was wildly sucking, licking, and then gulping down his super-rigid, foot-long cock. jake reached down and frantically grabbed, squeezed, and rubbed clarissa's monstrously huge bosom as she sucked and swallowed away.
     a couple of minutes later, jake sat down on the commode, his jerking, throbbing dick sticking straight up in the air. clarissa positioned herself above his shaft; as she stood there, jake could feel cunt juice freely dripping from her pussy onto his thighs. oh, man ... clarissa was so hot!
     she then just dropped down on his cock, taking the whole twelve inches in one pop. but she was so hot and so ready, that jake's thick dick effortlessly slid all the way to the bottom of her slick and slippery pussy.
     "uggh, ugghh," clarissa softly wailed. "fuck me hard and fast, honey." jake was frantically moving her body up and down his dick by lifting her up and letting her down by her luscious ass cheeks. her unbelievably curvy, petite buns fit so perfectly into the palms of jake's hands — what an erotic handful! as jake hoisted the fantastically buxom teenage beauty up and down on his raging fuck stick, he squeezed and rubbed her perfect ass cheeks. what a sex trip!
     when ever their faces got close, clarissa would lean in for a frenzied soul kiss ... if she missed she just licked and sucked his face and lips ... clarissa was totally out of control. god! clarissa started coming on about jake's second fuck stroke, and just kept coming and coming and coming for the length of the coupling.
     perhaps it was the fact this was the lovemaking they never expected to get — perhaps it was because their sex was illicit and furtive under federal aviation law — but this was just about the wildest sex the lovers had enjoyed the whole long weekend. it was right up there with the post-palace court and mouth-full-of-ice couplings. jake's cock felt as if it was suffering an electric jolt each trip up clarissa's seriously dripping and convulsing cunt.
     it just couldn't last — and it didn't. after about five minutes of fucking, jake felt crazed and thrilling shudders seize his body. "ugghhh! ... arrgghh! ... nargh! ... uggghhh!" the orgasm was just super-strong! it was so good! it was beyond belief! jake was grunting uncontrollably (but softly) as the cum went on and on and on. it was so hard, though, to keep quiet as frantically urgent ropes of hot spunk whipped out of his cock hole and were catapulted up to the very door of clarissa's womb!
     and clarissa just kept coming herself — she was overcome by a seemingly endless wave of orgasms. she too was grunting and then stiffening and shuddering as cum and cum swept her body.
     as their orgasms subsided, jake noticed that both lovers were glistening with a sheen of sweat — they had been so utterly sexually excited that they had fairly fucked their brains out! "honey," jake whispered to clarissa, "that was just beyond belief — i didn't know that sex could be so red hot, so thrilling, so great!"
     clarissa answered by flinging her open mouth at jake. their tongues licked and searched each other's mouths in an utter frenzy. "darling," jake said when they broke for air, "we've got to get out of here before we get noticed. i'll get dressed and go back to the seat. once i'm out, you can stay as long as you want — i guess you have some fixing up to do."
     "how did you guess?" clarissa grinned. "i'm full of sperm, my legs are plastered with cunt juice and jism, my hair is a mess, and my face and mouth are all puffy from our kissing. see you in about fifteen minutes, dearest. and, oh yes, baby — thanks so much for initiating me into the five-mile-high club!"

chapter eighteen

oh, oh! — as jake eased out of the toilet, a stewardess standing at the galley was giving him a very evil eye. beside her, a steward was observing jake with an amused look on his face.
     when jake was seated, the stewardess strode over with fire in her eyes. "listen, you jerk," she hissed, "we can have people arrested for that — and we often do! that's simply not something we put with at all any more — it's not safe! if we were to hit an air pocket or something, you both could be seriously injured or even killed. you asshole!"
     "i'm sorry, really — i didn't know ... i didn't realize," jake murmured in mock supplication. he figured a general sort of apology that didn't actually admit the deed he was accused of, but at the same time was not insistent on his innocence either, was the best strategy under the circumstances.
     "listen." the stewardess seemed to be calming down a bit. "i have to admit that i only saw you coming out of the head, not going in, so i can't prove you were in there long enough to do anything. as much as i hate to say it, i guess i'll have to forget it this time. but i do know that you were in there with her for some period of time. so, if you do anything else out of line on this flight — and i mean anything — i'm having security meet us at the gate to turn you over to the fbi for booking. i mean it."
     she glared at jake with real hatred in her eyes. "and with a young kid like that ... jesus! except for her figure, she doesn't look a day over thirteen ... you ... you ... you should be ashamed — maybe you should be locked up for contributing to the delinquency of a minor ... or for statutory[censored]... or for something! how dare you ... you ... you ... you perverted ... pedophile!" with that she flounced off through the curtain into the coach section.
     moments later, the steward came by and perched on the arm of jake's seat. "oh, oh," jake thought to himself, "now here comes a limp-wristed lashing from the queen of the skies!"
     "sorry about that," the steward said with a twinkle in his eye. "it is against the rules, you know, but let me tell you a couple of things. first, that particular stewardess is a complete and utter bitch — a ball-buster! — fuck her if she can't take a joke!
     "second," the steward continued, "we had you guys spotted from the get-go. every time we board passengers we look for the likely five-mile-high club candidates — it's a game we play."
     the steward then give jake a smirk. "i gotta tell you, pal, you two were the surest things any of us had ever seen. we just knew you guys were headed for the john as soon as the "fasten your safety belts" sign was off! they way you two were staring at each other ... the way your hands were all over each other! man! there was no doubt about it!" the steward shook his head in wonderment as he recalled the scene.
     "here's the thing," the man continued, "that stewardess really wanted to have you arrested — for real! it was not just the five-mile-high club business but your girl friend's age that set her off. she said that any guy fucking a thirteen-year girl deserves to be escorted off the plane by the fbi, and then thrown in jail until his cock shrivels up and drops off!" the steward winced at the thought!
     "well, my friend,” he continued, “i gotta tell you that i took your side in this little affair. 'thirteen?' i told that rotten cunt, 'listen, no thirteen year old girl has ever had a body like that! not in the history of the world ... not since god ripped that rib out of adam! she's got to be much older than that!'"
     "and you're right," jake replied. “she just turned eighteen, so she's legal everywhere."
     suddenly, though, an icy hand once again clutched at his heart! jake realized full well that he had been relying on second-hand information on that score. izzy, after all, had gotten that information from a secondary source with a strong motive to shade the truth. jake himself had been taking the buxom young teenager's word for it.
     he suddenly recalled clarissa's "cradle snatcher" taunt when they first met. god! maybe she was being serious! fuck! he recalled very well the faltering chronology she had delivered of her life from ages twelve to eighteen. christ! he remembered with sinking heart the speculation that nearly led him to furtively search for evidence in clarissa's purse. what if the giant-chested beauty really wasn't eighteen after all? jesus! she certainly didn't look eighteen —at least above the neck! what if she really was only thirteen or fourteen? even fifteen would have opened him up a charge of statutory[censored]back in las vegas! shit!
     all these thoughts ran through jake's head in less than a second's time. in even less time than that, however, his little head took firm control of the situation. jake was not going to explore that matter further, and he was going to continue helping himself to clarissa's goodies for as long as they were available. case closed!
     "well, good," the steward replied. "i'm relieved to hear that she's legal! anyway, i think i convinced our friend the flight attendant that your girl friend just had to be at least sixteen or eighteen or whatever the legal age happened in the jurisdiction we were flying over when you guys were busy in the john. 'you're a woman,' i told her, 'you tell me how old you'd have to be to have a shape like that.' she still had her doubts — that's for sure! — but then i asked her, 'are you sure enough about her age to have this guy arrested and then take the heat if the girl really is eighteen?
     "well, i think she bought it," the steward concluded, "so you're in the clear. just stay out of the bathroom unless you're in there alone to take a leak or something, ok? please?"
     "you got it," jake promised.
     the steward then lowered his voice conspiratorially. "this is really talking out of school," he whispered, "but that bitchy flight attendant is an absolute, genuine bull dyke!" he chuckled. "for sure! the real reason she's bent out of shape is that she would like to have been the one in the head with your girl friend!"
     the steward smiled. "look. people make assumptions about male flight attendants but i'll tell you something. sometimes they're just plain wrong. me? i'd pay to spend some time with a girl like that. she's just something else! you're one lucky guy!"
     just then the door to the toilet opened, and clarissa started down the aisle. the steward leered in obvious disbelief at the spectacle of the astonishingly buxom young beauty bopping down the aisle, her giant breasts floating and shimmying as she sashayed toward the two men.
     "wow!" the steward exclaimed. "if i was with a babe like that," he said, clearly unable to tear his eyes away from the stunningly beautiful, massively buxom teenage girl, "i'd spend the whole flight in the head and worry about the fbi later! i've never seen — i've never dreamed! — of a piece of ass like that! more power to ya, pal," the steward said as he got up and slapped jake heartily on the back. the handsome real estate trader genially crinkled his eyes and smiled back — albeit a bit nervously!

~~~~~0~~~~~

jake helped himself to a little more thigh and ass as clarissa climbed back to her seat. "did we get busted?" she asked in a worried voice.
     "sort of," jake admitted, "but we got a pass in exchange for a promise of good behavior. that means we can't do it again — at least on this flight! — and, god, i'd love to do it again before we get to new york — that was just fantastic!"
     "it was, and so would i," clarissa admitted. "you're my sex drug, jake — i'm addicted to you. i really do want to see you again right away — like in a week or so if we can arrange it — i mean it ... really!"
     the lovers snuggled, held hands, and looked deeply into each other's eyes for the rest of the flight. when nobody was looking, they snuck deep kisses and soft caresses. jake was even able to grab some feels of the swollen bases of clarissa's massive, jutting breasts as they absolutely crushed their way through the shiny, silk material of her blouse!
     "flight attendants, please take your positions for landing." once they heard that announcement, the lovers knew that no snoopy stewardesses would be coming down the aisle to check on them. as the hot couple torridly french-kissed each other, jake rammed three fingers up clarissa's dripping pussy and quickly finger fucked the teenage beauty into orgasm.
     when their flight arrived at jfk, clarissa had to go directly to swissair for boarding. they had agreed to hold open the weekend after next; they would meet in london at clarissa's flat where they would spend a sex-drenched four days.
     "the wrinkled old men will just have to wait for their breast fixes until the next tuesday," clarissa grinned. "nothing is going to keep me from having four days of hot loving with my precious jake."

chapter nineteen

as they approached the swissair gate, jake wondered how he was going to properly say good-bye to the gorgeous, giant-titted teenager without getting arrested for public indecency. just off the aisle, he noticed a small office with its door ajar; it was empty. he gently grabbed clarissa's elbow, guided her inside, and then shut the door.
     "this is so we can have our good-byes in private, sweetheart," jake said.
     "oh, precious," clarissa moaned as the lovers fell into each other's arms. they alternated wild french kissing with long, quiet hugs. jake moved clarissa a bit off-center so he could manhandle and rub her larger-than-enormous tits for the last time. she reciprocated by squeezing and rubbing his cock, which, unbelievably, was getting super-stiff again.
     then, as best he could jake hugged her frontally — god! the pressure of clarissa's stupendously huge tits into his chest was so amazing — and reached his hot, needy hands under her dress ... an easy task with such a short skirt ... and plunged them inside her tiny panties. he frantically cupped and squeezed her ass cheeks — they were so sexy and so luscious and so firm! — god! ... the way they perfectly fit into the palms of his hands!
     jake then lifted her up by her buns and, while holding her off the ground, rubbed her pussy against his throbbing dick. this time, though, his cock would have to stay in his pants — darn it! clarissa's flight was due to leave in twenty minutes — no way could he knock off a chunk in that time! but within a fortnight his long, thick cock would be slamming in and out of clarissa's dripping pussy while her monstrously huge bosom shook and shimmied in contra-rhythm to her lover's frantic fuck strokes. he could wait!
     "honestly, jake," clarissa whispered as she stopped licking his ear for a moment, "sometimes i think you might actually like my bottom as much as my top."
     "it's a toss-up, baby," jake said. "the important thing, though, is that i'm just crazy about you as a person — inside and out and up and down and all over. you're just a sweet, loving, utterly adorable human being! that's what really counts!"
     "me, too, for you," agreed clarissa. "i can't wait until london, precious! it'll be less than two weeks! jake, honey, you're my bloke — remember that until we're together again. and you're not to forget it then, either! understand?"

~~~~~0~~~~~

as jake watched the red and white plane back away from the gate, he marveled at his good luck. lonesome in las vegas? not this trip! what's more, he knew that he and clarissa were going to have lots of hot sex in the future.
     he was pretty sure that in the long run their huge age difference — after all, he was nearly twice her age, if (gasp!) not more! — and very different backgrounds would pose problems. ultimately, they would probably prove to be insurmountable problems. but jake also knew that he and the giant-titted young kid were so sexually obsessed with each other that it could take a long time for those problems to surface. and until they did — and perhaps they never would! — jake would enjoy the greatest and most exciting physical relationship of his life!
     jake started to get stiff just thinking about the non-stop fucking, tit-play, blowjobs, and french kissing he could look forward to in clarissa's kensington flat. man! he could hardly wait! jesus! in a mere ten days or so he would be mauling and sucking on clarissa's massive tits once again while his giant cock slammed at express speed in and out of her tight but soaked pussy. clarissa was definitely the babe for him!
     whoops! the word "babe" had an unfortunate resonance, however — just how old was clarissa, really? as we know, jake had thought momentarily about pressing the incredibly buxom beauty on the point a number of times. he had almost raised the question their first night together during the course of her faltering chronology of her life. he had been tempted to push the point on his own after she returned from circus circus with her bags. finally, jake had nearly quizzed the giant-bosomed teenager on the matter following the couple's hot visit to their five-mile-high club hideaway.
     in the end, jake had not raised the issue at all, he admitted to himself, because he knew he did not really want to know the answer! this upcoming weekend with the girl was going to be just fantastic! if he discovered that clarissa was really only thirteen or fourteen — or even fifteen or sixteen! — he simply couldn't go through with the weekend! could he? could he?
     jake sighed. he honestly didn't know the answer to that question. truly, on balance it was better not to know. ignorance really was bliss, after all — at least in this case! nonetheless, he thought he might do a little research on the internet to find out what the age of consent really was in the uk. it would be useful to know — just for reference purposes, you understand.
      still, jake had made up his mind. he was going to keep his date with clarissa — the prospect of spending a sex-besotted weekend with the ultra-voluptuous, drop-dead gorgeous teenage girl was much too alluring to pass up, no matter what her age! kensington — holland park — here we come!
     because of his business interests, jake was sure he was going to return to las vegas — probably on a frequent basis. he might even find himself lonesome on some of those visits. well, he could deal with that. look at how successfully he had done so this trip!
     his very next scheduled trip, however, was going to be to the british capital. it was one he was determined to take! and there was one thing as to which he could be sure about that journey — there was no chance whatever he was going to be "lonesome in london!"

the end

once again, i am indebted to al, the editor of r & d magazine, for his sensitive and insightful editing. in particular, i was faced with the daunting task of writing dialogue for an adolescent mulatto escort of an uncertain age who had been raised in norwich, england but whose speech patterns reflect successive overlays of her mother's caribbean roots, the norfolk-accented chatter heard on her school playground, exposure to hollywood films, and the theatrical demands of her new profession. al helped the author transcend his chicago breeding and virginia education in sorting out this linguistic kaleidoscope. the result is a crackling, incisive discourse that, because it bears al's editorial fingerprints at every turn, sounds impossibly discordant but yet absolutely authentic.

lonesome in las vegas

richard o steele

part ii

chapter ten

chapter eleven

chapter twelve

chapter thirteen

chapter fourteen

chapter fifteen

chapter sixteen

chapter seventeen

chapter eighteen

chapter nineteen

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