Chapter 18: Fucking Kim, Amy, Sara, and Laira on a Private Jet to LA

After the wedding, life only got better, and my business flourished. It was just over three years after my discovery of tx34, the ‘female Viagra’. Our twins were followed by two more sets of twins a year and two years later. My wife Susan decided she had had enough and asked her doctor for a copper IUD. Unlike hormonal contraception, this method seemed to work perfectly.

Our sex life continued to be excellent, aided occasionally by a small dose of tx34 sneaked into our tube of lubricant, although six young children further reduced the frequency of intercourse. We had a live-in nanny to help, but Susan was so busy with the children that she didn’t mind my frequent overnights in London. The millions of pounds I brought home each year may have helped her put up with it, too. I loved our sweet children dearly and made sure I spent as much time with them as possible - whenever I was home.

Francesca and Angela’s twins were equally adorable. Both had managed to avoid further pregnancies, presumably using the same strategy as Susan, although Francesca had hinted that she was open to having children again.

Nora, the Norwegian model I had met and impregnated on my honeymoon, had also given birth to very cute blonde twin girls. We had hooked up a few times since then, indulging our mutual penchant for risky sex in hotel elevators, on beaches, and in a cabin on the London Eye, among other places. She was now expecting another set of twins, due in a few days.

Angela tracked down hundreds of my other offspring around the world, most of them raised in privileged circumstances by unsuspecting cuckolded fathers. She employed a small but trusted team to track their progress, monitoring social media and making the occasional clandestine visit.

In time, they had identified past conquests from before my “professional career,” including secret DNA tests when parentage was unclear. When we became aware of hardship, we arranged for discreet help - a surprise lottery win or a job offer from a “massage” client - but given my penchant for high-class girls, such intervention was hardly necessary.

So, I was quite surprised when Angela called me on my day off and asked me to meet her for a private talk. After arriving and releasing our tension with a quick but energetic fuck, she explained to me that Kaia Scott was so insistent with a special request that we had to discuss it, even though it was outside our usual protocol.

She raised her naked body above me, her huge soft breast dangling in front of my face, fully aware of how this view would undermine my resistance to her proposal.

Kaia, now 24, was raising a set of twins with her husband Bratt - “coincidentally” born nine months after our first meeting. She still stands out in my memory as my first real client. We had many more sessions over the years, for which I would prepare by watching the footage of our first encounter - one of my favorite clips to this day - while masturbating on her autographed slip.

A meeting with Kaia, as welcome as it was, did not require a face-to-face conversation with Angela, I thought.

As expected, there was another twist to the story: Kaia was trying to book me as a surprise gift for her mother’s 60th birthday! Angela had followed her strict policy of turning down clients older than me, but Kaia had been insistent, raising the stakes until Angela felt she had to ask me directly.

The offer on the table was a staggering one million dollars, plus a private jet to her home in LA. Wow! Angela, obviously thinking of her 30% share, went on to say that Kaia’s supermodel mom Anna Scott had the looks of a much younger woman. All the while she was rubbing my cock with her hot pussy lips. Who could argue with such compelling arguments?

I flipped Angela onto her back, pinning her arms to the mattress and forcing her legs apart as I plunged my cock into her well-lubricated hole once again.

Looking into her eyes as I slowly pumped in and out, her tiny body trapped helplessly beneath me, I replied, “Yes, I will make it worth it. Anna will be happy with her million-dollar fuck. But there are two conditions: first, Kaia will spend the night with me afterwards and second, there will be young, tight pussies in this private jet.”

Angela could only nod as she moaned from an approaching orgasm. I could tell she was getting extra aroused from my rough treatment. This was interesting! Continuing the role play, I continued to punish her for breaking our agreement: I slapped her tits, then tied her hands to the bedposts. I fucked her as hard as I could, slapping her ass vigorously.

The rougher I treated her, the more she enjoyed it.

“I’ll have to bring some BDSM equipment for our next session,” I thought as I turned her over to spank her ass.

When her ass was all red, I entered her back hole and fucked her anally while she screamed in pain. Only her trembling legs betrayed that she secretly enjoyed it.

From that day on, the routine of our bimonthly fucks was enriched by a slave and master game. I punished her, wiped her until her athletic butt was streaked, burned her with hot wax, tortured her with cold ice cubes, tied her up in the most uncomfortable positions, unable to move, and so on. I even remembered Jenny’s anal hook and bought one for Angela.

The rougher I treated her, the more Angela enjoyed it - apparently living out her pent-up frustration with her controlling, professional, no-nonsense nature.

Anyway, I have to get back to the special one million engagement: A few days after meeting (and fucking) Angela, I kissed Susan and our six small children, got into a limo to the airport, and boarded a sleek private jet.

The jet exuded an air of opulence, with a lavish double bed discreetly tucked behind a set of curtains in the spacious rear cabin. Adding to the charm were two strikingly beautiful young stewardesses who exuded a sense of sophistication and professionalism as they welcomed me into this world of high-class executive travel. What made it even more special was the fact that the entire flight crew, including the pilots, were women - an arrangement that earned my silent appreciation for Kaia’s attentive touch.

One of the flight attendants was a tall blonde beauty, about twenty-one years old, while the other, of Indian descent, was equally tall but with dark hair, looking much younger, perhaps just out of high school. Both had long, well-groomed hair that cascaded gracefully down their backs. Their stunning appearance was accentuated by their skin-tight uniform skirts, which hugged their petite bodies and accentuated their long, slender legs. Their thin legs left a wide gap between them as they disappeared under their miniskirts. These miniskirts were cut short enough to reveal the delightful folds under their firm buttocks, the hallmark of youthful and athletic girls. Their name tags identified them as Amy (the blonde) and Kim.

The two female pilots, about twenty-five and thirty-five years old, added to the appeal of the crew. Sara, the younger pilot, had long, curly red hair tied back in a ponytail, while the older, more mature, dark-skinned pilot had a bob cut with dreadlocks. The exotic appearance of the older pilot, identified on her name tag as Laira, was accentuated by her full lips, which protruded almost a full inch from her face. Her shorter stature compared to the model-like stewardesses was more than compensated for by the massive rack that lurked beneath both of her white pilot shirts.

Once we were airborne, I had a wonderful meal while flirting with the flight attendants, washed down with champagne. It took very little persuasion to convince them to finish the bottle with me now that the expensive bottle had been opened.

The small drop of tx34 in their glasses went unnoticed. Its effect, as always, was transformative. Before they had even finished their glasses, their nipples were poking through their thin blouses, they were moistening their lips, opening their blouses more, and giving other signs of growing arousal. After they finished the last of the champagne, they offered to show me the bedroom. I followed them and grabbed their cute little ass cheeks - to which they responded with little cries of surprise mixed with excitement.

By the time we reached the bed, they had dropped all pretense of professionalism and were grinding their young bodies on either side of me. They unbuckled their bras and pushed them out of the way, pressing their firm young breasts into my arms, covered only by the thin layer of their lace blouses. We took turns kissing - the other breathing hotly into my ears - as I caressed their tantalizingly firm asses.

Soon they were rubbing their pussies against the side of my waist, panting and moaning with pleasure. Their hands were all over my body, holding me for our intimate kisses, stroking my dick through my pants, and even fondling each other’s tits. Soon their blouses were open, exposing their firm young tits, my pants fell to my ankles, freeing my hard erection, and their breathing became more forced. After a few minutes of increasingly frantic rubbing and kissing, they were both shaking from an orgasm more powerful than any they had experienced in their young lives.

After their orgasms, I had to hold on tight to keep them from slipping to the floor. I carefully lowered them to the bed where they rested on their backs, basking in the afterglow of the intense pleasure they had just experienced. I quickly removed their clothes (as you can guess by now, I kept the panties as a trophy), as well as my own, not forgetting to move the hidden cameras from the seating area to the bed.

When everything was ready, I began sucking and rubbing her tits until they were both aroused again. Then I moved to their beautiful young pussies, both smooth as baby’s bottom, proudly visible as small triangles between their slender legs. Even without spreading their legs, it was easy to get my whole hand on them, so wide was the gap between their thighs. I began sucking on Amy’s clit, while fingering the dark-skinned Indian beauty Kim, inserting a finger into her vagina, and rubbing my thumb over her clit. Every few minutes I would switch - until they both erupted in another mind-blowing orgasm.

To get in on the action, I wanted to take turns inserting my cock into their wet holes. I started with Amy, where it went in easily. After a few minutes of going in and out of her hot, wet and incredibly tight pussy, I moved on to young Kim. It was impossible to get in - the now familiar feeling of an intact hymen that I had learned to recognize from the countless virgins I had deflowered.

Gradually but steadily, I applied more pressure until I had finally ripped her cherry. A nice side effect of tx34 that I had learned to appreciate was its numbing effect, which eliminated the pain of deflowering as well as the gag reflex. She let out a tiny scream when her hymen broke - but it wasn’t from pain, it was from the unexpected and unfamiliar sensation of my hard rod sliding into her petite body.

After a few minutes of slowly moving in and out of Kim, I decided to save the young Indian beauty for dessert. I withdrew my penis from her tight virgin hole with a loud plop. It was replaced by the smallest vibrating dildo I had brought with me. After wiping off some of the blood, I plunged my penis back into Amy, moving her legs over my shoulders. Soon she was trembling, shaking, screaming and thrashing around with another orgasm. I turned her over and continued my pounding from behind, spreading her legs almost 180 degrees and moving her to the side of the bed, which allowed me to stand on the floor and give my pounding great power.

Kim had just reached another orgasm at this point, so I turned off the vibration on the dildo with the remote in my hand to let her recover. My pounding on Amy nearly split her in half. I alternated between slow, strong strokes with my whole body and fast hip movements. Her small, firm, athletic bubble butt gave me an incredibly pleasurable target to plunge into. She was in heaven, screaming loudly, spasms running through her body again and again. Her vagina was contracting almost constantly, milking my cock with great force. Anyone with less training than me would have blown his load right then and there.

I had turned the vibrations of the dildo in Kim’s pussy back to a low setting and took in the sight of her beautiful young body lying next to us on the bed, her eyes closed. I lowered my mouth to her tits and sucked on her nipples. She gasped from the attention, something she had obviously never felt before.

The dildo quickly brought her to another climax, even on a low setting. I enjoyed these two beauties for a long time, now fucking Amy in a scissors configuration with one leg high in the air while sucking on Kim’s young perky breasts. I was in heaven and could have gone on for hours had Amy not suddenly passed out after a particularly strong orgasm. I continued fucking her unresponsive body for a while longer, but eventually her lack of participation became a turn-off.

Reluctantly, I pulled my cock out of her tight hole with a loud thud. I pulled her unresponsive body to one side of the bed so that she was lying on her back, legs together and arms above her head to accentuate her breasts. I pulled her beautiful long blonde hair forward, left and right of her slender neck, draping it around her young, firm B-cup tits. This freshly fucked blonde goddess provided an incredibly erotic backdrop for the imminent assault on Kim.

Kim was stretched out on her back next to Amy. I removed the dildo from her teenage vagina and replaced it with my cock. She gasped at its entry, still not used to having something so large inside her. Once I was completely inside, I lifted her pencil thin arms above her head and pinned her down with my outstretched arms. This raised my body high enough to get a good look at her young, perky breasts with their dark, long Indian nipples. This petite Indian girl had arms so thin that my thumb and forefinger touched around her wrist. Everything else about her was equally thin and fragile: her long neck, her waist, her hips, her incredibly long legs. Her C-cup boobs, though only slightly larger than my hands, looked massive on her slender body.

Kim and I stared into each other’s eyes now that I had begun to fuck her with slow and steady strokes. She kept looking at me with an expression of pleasure mixed with wonder and gratitude. I maintained my slow pace for a very long time, gradually leading her to her next climax. She had her mouth wide open and was breathing heavily.

My slow but steady pounding extended the onset of her climax for a long ten minutes, giving my dick an incredibly pleasurable massage in her young virgin vagina. Suddenly she stopped breathing, her eyes went wide, and her body froze for what seemed like an eternity. I felt her vagina contract, squeezing my cock with such force that it almost hurt. I pushed deep into her, enjoying the intense moment, keeping eye contact.