In The Company of Billionaires - Part 1 (6 page)

When we got to
the yacht, we found many people there, about fifteen guys, and a
bevy of beautiful ladies in all sorts of white bikinis. The girls
looked like they were straight off the pages of a men’s
magazine.

Steve was kind
enough to give me a heads-up. ‘Most of these guys here are married.
To relieve the stresses of their daily lives, I had my man source
the best hookers he could find, so don’t be surprised if they
mistake you for a hooker too.’

‘Should I feel
happy or disappointed if I’m mistaken for a hooker?’

He just laughed
and didn’t answer that one. ‘Come this way. You gotta change.
You’re too overdressed.’

He was dressed
in a white pair of flannel trousers and a short-sleeved shirt with
two black lines running parallel down the sides of the shirt. He
led me downstairs to his private cabin, where my bikini was on a
bed inside a white Chanel shopping bag.

He squeezed my
ass and smiled at me. ‘I’ll be on deck.’

I searched
inside the Chanel bag and found my two piece thong bikini. It fit
me perfectly as if it had been created for my body. I don’t think I
caused any earth tremors when I stepped out on deck. There were far
too many beautiful bodies on the yacht for mine to stand out. I’ve
got a great body, that I know, to the extent that some people that
know me have asked why I didn’t become a model – those people
belong to my close family, but it counts, right? Anyway, these
bitches out here had such gorgeous body structures I felt more than
a tinge of jealousy.

Two butlers
were at hand to provide us with snacks and drinks. There was Grey
Goose vodka, Kristal and Krug champagne in copious amounts. I
decided to indulge in the Cristal, and stood by the rail, my eyes
looking around for the man responsible for my presence here. Irena
Thompson, on a luxury yacht with Wall Street tycoons and their
hookers. Girl, how do you get yourself into these situations?

Feeling
somewhat out of place, I decided my best form of defense would be
to get myself stupidly drunk. That decision was fast-tracked by the
discovery that Steven Hensley had decided he liked two blonde
bitches more than me. He was involved in an animated conversation
with both of them at the same time. For all my liberal thoughts on
sex, I couldn’t help feeling jealous because in the selfish world
called Irenaland a guy doesn’t come with you to a party, making you
feel special, and then completely forgets you at the said party and
instead gets attracted to women who are paid for fucking.

Feeling
disgusted, I turned around and faced the water, admiring the
beautiful skyline of Manhattan in the distance. The view was so
beautiful it reminded me why I had left the west coast to chase my
dreams in New York. So far, those dreams had come to naught…

‘Hi,’ said a
deep, manly voice beside me.

I turned and
came face to face with the most handsome man I’d seen in a long
time. He had thick wavy black hair all over his head, and he had
this strong, magnetic gaze as if he was looking into my soul. He
was smiling beautifully at me and I was forced to smile back.

‘I’m Ryan,’ he
told me, handing me a glass with some champagne in it. ‘I noticed
your glass is empty.’

‘Thank you.’ I
took the drink and he took the empty one from me and handed it to a
passing butler.

‘You look like
a Kate,’ he said, his smile widening.

‘No,’ I
laughed. ‘I’m Irena.’

‘Beautiful
name.’

He was full of
shit, of course, but I enjoyed talking to him because he was the
kind of guy who made you believe his shit. For selfish reasons, I
glanced over at Steven and his blonde bitches and caught him
staring at me. I looked away from the bastard and intentionally
concentrated my attention on Ryan.

He gave me that
infectious smile of his again. ‘I got a confession to make.’

I smiled back
at him silently and stared at him curiously, taking a generous sip
of my drink. The champagne was heavenly, and I had caught the
attention of a hot guy. I was beginning to enjoy this party. Thank
you Steven Hensley for bringing me to your party and then dumping
me.

‘I’m deeply
attracted to you,’ said Ryan. ‘I was really drawn to you from the
first moment I saw you. It was like there was this powerful force
pulling me to your body, saying “Ryan, you can’t let this one
go…you just can’t let this one go…”’

I burst out
laughing. Like I said, a bullshitter.

He closed the
gap between us and stood in front of me. He placed his right hand
with palm flat against my belly and his fingers traced the top of
my bikini thong. His eyes searched out mine. ‘You’re
beautiful.’

I couldn’t help
but blush. That’s the power of bullshitters. They’re so good at
bullshitting you find yourself believing them, even though you know
they’re basically full of shit.

His hand moved
around my waist to my behind and he grabbed my ass. A crazy lust
started at my loins and I found myself blushing even more fiercely.
I gulped down the rest of my drink noisily. And while the glass was
still at my lips things too fast to comprehend unfolded.

Suffice to say
I caught a glimpse of Steven Hensley shoving Ryan aside and Ryan
almost fell, pulling me down with him, but I was caught in the
strong hands of that brute Steven Hensley.

‘What the
fuck?’ Ryan took the words directly from my mouth.

‘You don’t get
too intimate with this girl, Ryan. She’s off bounds.’

Ryan stared
incredulously at Steve. ‘You gotta be kidding me. She’s just a
whore like the rest of them.

And I thought
we had something wonderful building up between us, asshole. ‘Let go
of me, Steve.’

I struggled out
of his hands but he held me firmly in his arms, not wanting to
release me. I checked his face and noticed how annoyed he was. It
thrilled me that he was jealous of some other guy trying to get
into my cunt.

‘You don’t
disrespect my girl in front of me, Ryan, you hear.’

Ryan backed
off. ‘Yeah, okay, sorry, man.’ He turned to walk away.

‘Hey,’ Steve
said after him. ‘You ain’t gonna apologize to my girl?’

Ryan stopped
and stared at me with an embarrassed expression on his face. ‘Sorry
for calling you a slut.’

I just smiled
at him.

He walked away
with a bruised ego. It made me mad at Steven. ‘Let go of me,
Steven. I’m not your girl.’

‘I brought you
here. It’s my responsibility to protect you from predators.’

‘I don’t need
you doing anything for me. I can take care of myself.’

I tried to pull
out of his hands but he was too strong for me. He scooped me up
suddenly in his hands and carried me across the deck, not giving a
fuck about the people who were staring at us. He went downstairs to
his private cabin, still holding me in his strong hands. When he
placed me down I found the cabin spinning around me and I struggled
to balance myself. He caught me. ‘Hey girl, don’t get drunk on
me.’

‘I’m not
drunk.’ I was, but I wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of being
right. ‘Let me go,’ I said, trying to break free of his hold.

He checked my
face and found that I meant it. He sighed and released me. I
staggered to the door.

‘Hey,’ he
yelled behind me and rushed to catch me.

I screamed and
tried to run, but he caught me before I reached the door.

He grabbed me
by the shoulders and forced me to face him. His eyes were very
angry. ‘Girl, why are you mad at me?’

Because you
wanna stick your dick in other cunts, that’s why. And you have the
audacity to do it in front of me. The words were on my mind, but I
didn't want to say them to him.

He shook me
with his hands, holding firmly to my shoulders. ‘Why are you mad at
me, Irena?’

It was the
first time he mentioned my name, and it was so wonderful to hear
him say it, yet the moment was wrong. I was in the process of
hating him right now; he had no right calling my name so
wonderfully. I looked down, and was on the verge of bursting into
tears when he hoisted me up and kissed me hotly on the mouth.

My anger of
moments ago transformed into a raging wildfire of lust. I responded
like a lovelorn teenager, and we kissed passionately for a long
moment. His hands grabbed my bikini bra and tore it off my body. He
pressed my body to his and crushed my breasts to his chest. His
hands fell to my buttocks and caressed my ass. It was such a
wonderful moment of passion if I had died then and there I think I
would’ve gone straight to heaven.

He lifted me up
and I brought up my legs and encircled them around his waist. He
took my tits in his mouth and sucked hard on them, setting my body
alight. I threw back my head and let him give me pleasure with his
mouth and hands. His hands fumbled with the zip of his trousers and
I encircled my arms around his powerful neck so I wouldn’t fall.
Then I felt his hands on my ass, searching frantically for my
bikini thong in between my legs.

His fingers
found the thin slip of cloth wedged in the crack of my ass and he
yanked in aside. His hands parted my buttocks and then he lowered
me down to his cock. It came up my pussy and slid in effortlessly
because I was already flooding with juices. I lifted my legs and
dug my knees into his armpits, opening myself wider and taking his
whole length inside my pussy.

He grabbed my
waist and pushed me up and down as he pummeled himself frantically
into me. I heard him groan as his sex demon took over his senses. I
balanced my arms on his shoulders and pumped myself up and down on
him. The liquid fire of orgasm hit me and I screamed as it swept
over me. I fell against him and was still for a moment, regaining
my energy.

He pulled his
cock out of my cunt and his hands fell below my buttocks. He
stroked my wet cunt and then his fingers wet my anus. He fumbled
with his dick, trying to insert himself into my anal hole. I
dropped down my right hand and grabbed his powerful shaft and felt
it throbbing wildly in my hand. I fed it slowly into my anus. It
rose up my canal and grazed me as it forced its way in. I closed my
eyes and gritted my teeth against the pain. He placed his hands
under my ass and spread it open as he jammed his rod into my hole.
He was very big. Filled me with his tube and sunk it deeper and
deeper until I felt it pressing hard against my thorax. I had a
terrifying vision of it coming out of my mouth.

I lowered my
legs to the floor and he protested. ‘No…’

I dropped to my
knees before him and looked up at him. ‘Don’t worry, baby. I got
you.’

I grabbed his
majestic cock in my hand and stroked it. His black cock was very
big; long and thick, like a sinister snake that wanted to feed on
me. I kissed its head and then fed it into my mouth. I stroked his
dickhead with my tongue and felt him tense his muscles. I sucked
hard on him and grabbed his big balls in my right hand, stroking
them and caressing them vigorously until he groaned aloud. ‘Oh!
Sweet Jesus!’

With his dick
in my mouth, I placed my hands around him and stroked his ass as I
sucked on his cock. I tried to deepthroat him and choked
violently...

‘Easy, girl,
easy...We don’t want you dying on my dick,’ he said with a
laugh.

It helped that
I was drunk, otherwise I would’ve been embarrassed. As it were, I
was crazy enough to let go of him and command him, ‘Get up on the
bed...I want to ride your monster cock and tame it. I want to fuck
you until you beg me to stop.’

He let out a
deep, guttural laugh and went to the bed. He lay on his back and I
climbed onto him. ‘Girl, you got fire in you....I’mma exorcize all
ya fuckin’ demons.’

I climbed onto
him and fed his huge dick into my pussy. God! He was powerful! He
filled my whole cunt and left little space to breathe. I began to
grind myself onto him, working my pelvis slowly and in circles as I
stroked my clit against his delicious cock.

‘Yeah, wrap
your pussy lips around my dick and stroke it like that,’ he said,
clasping his hands behind his back and watching me as I worked
myself up and down his cock.

After a while I
slid off him and gave him another blowjob for a short while. His
cock wet with my saliva, I went back on him and took him again in
my blazing cunt. I swallowed his whole length inside my pussy and
ground myself harder and faster against his powerful thighs. He
grabbed my tits and pulled me down to him. He squeezed them in his
hands and sucked on them. I smiled down at him and pulled myself
back.

His shaft full
up in my cunt, I swiveled around and turned to give him my back,
then I dropped my chest forward to lie flat upon his outstretched
legs. I encircled my hands around his ankles and held on to them
for balance as I began to bounce my ass up and down on him. In that
position, my gaping ass was smack-bang in his line of view, and I
knew that the sight of my gaping anus would make him wildly
insane.

In moments, I
felt his waning erection grow strong again. He grabbed my ass and
slammed himself upwards against me. Then he inserted his thumb into
my anus and sunk it deep inside. I bounced quicker upon him, and
soon gasped aloud as a powerful orgasm attacked me. The feeling was
so wonderful I felt the skies falling down. I dropped down to his
legs and gripped his legs tighter as the madness of climax wracked
my body.

He sat up and
pulled me to him. I dropped my head and chest down and backed my
ass to him. He buried his face between my buttocks and took my
pussy in his mouth and ate it for a while, licking my pussy lips
and stroking my clit with his tongue. Then he moved up and stroked
his tongue against my anal hole. I found myself cumming again. He
drank my juices and then spat them out onto my anus. He grunted
impatiently and got to his knees before my upturned ass.