Entertainment Coordinators by Limnophile
Discover the captivating world of 'Entertainment Coordinators' in Limnophile's latest gay erotic sex story. Dive into an enticing narrative filled with passion and intrigue, exploring the dynamics of relationships in the entertainment industry. Perfect for fans of steamy tales, this story promises to engage and entertain. Read now for your dose of excitement!<br/>
Sexy professional sisters want jobs as a tycoon’s Entertainment Coordinators. They offer him all sorts of naughty and delightful sexual entertainment for an outrageous price. Nominated for a Golden Clitoride Award.
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I had divorced three months earlier. Since I was a multi-billionaire, that had additional risks and hassles. I walked out of my company’s headquarters to a limousine as my security people kept the crowd of hundreds back. I saw a few reporters but most of them were young women, gold diggers, to be precise. The numerous shouts of, “Larry, talk to me!”, “Look at me, Larry!”, and “Please, Mister Tomkins!” were almost deafening.
I was nearly to the car. I felt fingernails touch my palm as a small card was pushed into my hand. A beautiful blonde lady opened the front of her trench coat only a step away from me, and I had a great view of her large breasts in a white bikini top. The fabric was so thin it may as well have been cling wrap. From the brief glance I got of her equally translucent panties, I could see her carpet matched her drapes.
All she said was, “It’s worth it! Only 10 minutes!” She blew me a kiss as a security woman slowly pushed her away. She wasn’t college-aged, like most of the crowd, but her body and face were fantastic for thirty-something. Once I stepped into the limo for the trip to my next meeting, I looked at the card. It was a motel room key. There was lipstick in the shape of a kiss on one side. On the back was, “Free blowjob with a 10-minute talk.”
Since I was still in an accounting mood from the last meeting, I did some quick math. My income was a bit over six million dollars per day. That’s $250,000 an hour, or about $4,000 a minute. If the talk with her took time away from my business, it would be a $40,000 “free” blowjob.
I’d been celibate over a month and let my arousal win. I went to the cheap motel after my meeting. The door opened the second I knocked, and the hot blonde in her nearly transparent bikini quickly said, “Please stand by the dresser.” I did as she asked, and she kneeled on a pillow and unzipped me. By the time she had my penis out and started licking, she told me, “If you’re not too busy, you can try my pussy too.” I thought I could probably find the time.
As her warm wet mouth sucked, I was reaching full erection. She paused to stand a moment and slide her white bikini bottoms off. She kneeled again and held them up. “Sniff ‘em if you want.” I enjoyed what I smelled very much.
I joked, “I like this meeting. Much better than stale donuts and cold coffee.” I felt her giggle with my dick in her mouth.
She moved forward far enough to swallow the head of my cock. She kept it down her throat longer than I expected and licked my scrotum. Only a few women had been able to deep-throat me before, and the ball lick was a nice addition. She pulled back a little and I heard her gasp through her nose as the head returned to her mouth. She licked the underside of my cock very hard, squeezing it against the roof of her mouth, then rotated her hand on my shaft as she started sucking again.
She snapped her fingers and another blonde walked out of the bathroom. She looked a bit younger and helped me take off my jacket and tie. She knelt and tickled my testicles a little before taking over the blowjob. She held the shaft and blew on the head a little, making me cringe a bit from the sudden chill. She smiled and looked up at me, then started licking slowly.
The older one said, “Your time is precious. You deserve our best.” She knelt behind me, and I felt her kiss my butt cheeks. She added, “If you don’t like this, just tell me to stop.” The one in front started to suck lightly, but didn’t push my arousal any further. They didn’t want me to come yet. The one behind licked my butt crack. It was surprising to feel a tongue there, very nice, but surprising. She gently spread my ass cheeks and licked the rim of my anus, as the other one started licking and sucking my cock a little faster. One of them squeezed my balls as the woman behind me thrust her tongue deep into my asshole, and the other sucked intensely. I held a corner of the dresser for balance as I went off, pumping a large load into the wonderful mouth wrapped around my rod.
In the short time it took me to regain my breath, they cleaned me with warm washcloths and sat on the edge of the bed. The first one started her sales pitch. “You’ve been married four times, always unhappily. We want to break that cycle and bring you as much joy and pleasure as possible. No man wants to be with the same woman, doing the same thing, over and over for years. My sister and I want to be your entertainment coordinators. We’ll arrange sexual entertainment to keep you as happy as possible, at a cost you’ll barely notice.”
The younger one climbed onto the bed, laid on her belly, and started wiping lube on her ass. The older one took out a condom and rolled it on me as she continued. “You’ll have a sexy and willing partner in your bed, in the back of your limo, or on your plane 24 hours a day.” She rubbed lube onto the condom and gestured toward her sister’s butt. “Oral, anal, pussy, whatever you want, any time. Try out her ass.” She drizzled a little chocolate syrup on one of her nipples as I climbed atop her sister, then she laid on her side next to me.
I rubbed my shaft up and down the pleasantly slippery butt cheeks beneath my hips, then slowly entered her tight anal ring. She said, “It’s nice if you take it easy, but if you want it rough, we can handle it.” I slid the rest of the way in slowly, then started thrusting. The other one leaned toward me and I tasted her chocolate-covered tit.
Through all the euphoria, I head one of them say, “As a bonus, you can have my daughter Leandra’s virginity if you marry her. She’ll be your young pretty wife and you’ll have a virtual harem at your disposal. Japanese, German, Mexican, Russian, Thai, African, Irish, Brazilian; a wonderful variety of ladies willing to do nearly anything.”
As I was about to climax in her sister’s ass, she pulled my cock out, removed the condom, and jerked me off into her mouth. She sucked me dry and her sister continued their pitch. “We can accommodate most fetishes you might have too, bondage, watersports, latex, leather, spanking. If you’d like to try a foursome, a pair of twins, or maybe a young man or three, we can arrange that. We’re very discrete. We know how badly scandals can affect a business or a family.
The final thing we need to tell you is the cost. Since you’re super-wealthy, it shouldn’t have any impact on your life.” Her sister was stroking my shaft, trying to get me hard again.
I asked, “How much?”
“Five percent and a five percent prenup. You’ll want a prenuptial agreement before my daughter marries you, of course. If you’re married longer than a year and divorce, she gets five percent of your wealth. You’ll pay Marissa and I salaries of two percent of your income each, and we’ll cover all the costs of supplying your entertainment. Your sweet little wife will get an allowance of one percent.”