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Michelles First Job Part 4

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Michelle awoke with the morning sun as she never thought to close the dr*pes before falling asleep after getting herself off. She pulled out her bikini and slipped into the shower to rinse off the smell of cum and her new boss's juice. She pulled her hair back into a ponytail and noted how hot she looked in the bikini Corrine picked out when they arrived. She hoped it would stay on as she was used to wearing compression shorts and a jersey in college.

As she descended the stairs, she was met by Brian who was wearing shorts and a tank top. She had not noticed how built he was until this morning, and his smile warmed her inside. Ready to kill-em girl, he asked. I'm ready if you are, Michelle quipped back. Melisa came out from the kitchen with a bottle of orange juice and handed it to Michelle, and they hopped in the Jag for the drive to the county club.

Daniel Island Country Club was located near Edisto Beach, past the Irvan House Vineyards. The main clubhouse was constructed in the 1920s of carved limestone and dark brick. A valet met them at the circular drive entrance and they piled out walking through the clubhouse and its dark mahogany woodwork downstairs and out onto the beach. Two cute young girls checked them in and before Michelle knew it, they had already advanced to the finals. Brian was all business, and they worked like they had been playing for years together. Melisa came over before the next match and rubbed both Brian and Michelle's shoulders, encouraging them. Melisa sat with Corrine and her husband, watching her husband and their little minx in her bikini go for the other team's throat. She was getting wet just watching Michelle glistening from head to toe in sweat, her long muscular legs and calves, giving way to a tight ass with two dimples above the her hips. She couldn't wait to be with her again and Corrine rubbed the inside of her thigh and with a quick bumped Melisa's swollen clip and stood up to cheer the final point. Brian dug the return and set it to Michelle who spiked it in the corner for the win. They were honored with the trophy and after meeting many of the members, Brian leaned over and whispered that she was incredible and they were all going to celebrate on his neighbor's yacht that evening.

Michelle's legs were rubber, and she really could use a shower and a quick nap. She excused herself and crashed on her bed, slipping off to sleep with the soothing sound of the surf and birds in the background. She awoke an hour and a half later to a knock at the door. Melisa came in with a short red summer dress and the pair of black rubber-soled sandals to wear on the yacht that night. Melisa bent down kissed Michelle deeply, slipping her tongue in her mouth and rubbing her ass for a few seconds before breaking off the kiss and telling her to hurry up and clean up because they were leaving in about an hour.

Brian, Melisa, and Michelle jumped in the car driven by James, and they proceeded to the south to the estate of Quinn Rutherford and his wife Hope. They were met at the entrance by staff and escorted to the dock at the rear of the property. The dock extended for a great distance through the long sawgrass and swamp to the dock on Ocella Creek. At the end of the dock was a gleaming white 80-foot Hatteras motor yacht. Michelle had never seen a boat that big in he life. The boat had sweeping lines from the low aft deck, with the gunnel rail over two stories above the water line. They were met at the rear of the boat by Quinn Rutherford, tall, in his late 40s, with a dark hair. Michelle noticed his blue eyes and gave Melisa a knowing glance that she thought he was quite handsome. He reached down and introduced himself to Melisa, introducing himself. I hear you tore it up today the Daniel Island Club. The couple that you all crushed in the 3rd round works for me and they weren't happy the Brian and Melisa brought in a ringer. He held her hand a little longer than normal and looked into her eyes as he spoke. Michelle could feel her heart start to race, when his wife Hope broke the moment as she slipped out of the dark cabin into the evening sun. Hope looked to be in her mid-30s. She was very tall, with long dark mahogany-colored hair, a washboard stomach visible through the dark translucent midriff panel of her dress. She had what looked to be large natural breasts, and piercing green eyes. She gave Michelle a hug, and informed her that her mother grew up in Kentucky, and she loved the state and knew how wonderful the people were there. She took Michelle's arm and escorted her into the galley, and Brian and Quinn climbed up the flybridge and fired up the turbo cat diesel engines to cruise out of the Ocella Creek, to the Wadmalaw River and out to the Atlantic Ocean as the sun started to set over the marsh and live oaks lining the backwater creeks and inlets.

While Hope tended to drinks for everyone, Melisa informed Michelle that the Quinn owned an energy trading company and Hope owned a palates studio and was a former downhill skier in Crested Butte, Colorado before marrying Quinn. Dinner was ready by the time they dropped anchor a couple of miles off shore of Hunting Island, outside of the shipping channels. The Island was undeveloped, so the area was dark, without the visual distraction of hotels and homes. The sun set over the island as they ate and joked around. Michelle noticed Quinn sitting closer and he placed his hand on her leg several times. He asked if she had ever been on a yacht before, and what she thought. Michelle said she thought it was beautiful and big enough to get lost in if she wasn't careful. Melisa used the segway to suggest that Quinn take her for a quick tour. Hope insisted, and told Quinn to meet them on the bow deck when they were finished. As they were leaving, Hope walked over to Michelle and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek and whispered to enjoy the tour and don't hurry. Michelle suddenly realized that she was in a sexually-charged situation, and wasn't quite sure how far this was going to go. While she found both of the Rutherfords very attractive, she was realizing that the entire cruise may have been planned and she was in for an interesting evening.

Quinn escorted Michelle around the boat, showing her the large shower, bedrooms, lounge, and engine room. As they moved back up from the lower portion of the hull, he stopped in the spa room. The room had a dry spa, and a shower. He turned and faced Michelle, taking her hand and pulling her to him. He looked through her with his blue eyes and told her that he and Hope found her beautiful, and he hoped that they could enjoy getting to know her better. Michelle didn't reply, so he took her by the back of the head and kissed her while his leg moved between her thighs. Michelle's panties were soaking wet, and she gave herself to his strong embrace. He lowered her down to the teak wood bench of the spa, and pushed her dress up to her waist, exposing her wet panties and muscular thighs. He reached around grabbing her ass, and pulled off her panties. He lightly kissed his way up her thighs to her neatly-shaved vagina. He licked along the sides of her labia and sucked the lips into his mouth. Her breathing became labored, as he flicked her hard clit as it extended out from the hood. With the tip of tongue her made light circles around her clit, driving her to push out her pelvis in an attempt to push against his tongue. With an aggressive push, he sucked her clit into his mouth and Michelle instantly came, throwing her head back into the wooden back wall, and covering Quinn's face with her juice. She fell back shuddering in recovery while Quinn dropped his pants pulling out his large thick cock. Michelle opened her eyes to be staring at Quinn's dark cock. It was heavily veined with a large cut head. She reached up and started to pump it, twisting it as her hand reached the end. Quinn moaned as precum used out of the slit in the head. Michelle quickly took it in her mouth, not wanting to waist a drop. He wasn't quite as long as James, but he was actually thinker. She struggled to get her mouth around the shaft, so she sucked the head and quickened her pace with her strong hand and wrist pumping his shaft. She popped his head out, and licked down the shaft looking up into his eyes as she tongued his balls. He was panting now, crying out fuuuuck Michelle, that feels great. You are going to make me cum if you keep this up. I want you cum in in my mouth Michelle responded. She could believe she was talking that way with a guy she only met a few hours earlier. Quinn's moaning grew loader and she knew he was about to cum. She prepared to receive a flow of hot cum, when he pulled out of her grip and spun her around, placing her hands on the bench. He spread her ass cheeks from behind and buried his face in her ass. He forced his tongue in her tight asshole while rubbing her clit. Michelle exploded into an orgasm pushing back as hard as she could against his face. She had never had a rim job before and the ass play felt taboo and incredible. As she fell forward on her forearms, Quinn rubbed his massive cock up and down her wet slit, pausing to push the head, now wet her juice against her tight brown ring. Oh God please fuck me now, she begged. Take me however you want Quinn, but please fuck me. In good time Michelle, Quinn calmly responded. Let's go find the others he suggested as her pulled her up straight. Michelle was now getting frustrated in the fact that everyone was getting fucked around her but her on this trip. Quinn picked up Michelle's panties as she pulled her dress back down and excused herself to go to the restroom to get herself pulled back together.

She realized that she didn't have her panties as she turned off the light and opened to door to find Quinn standing by the door holding them in his hand. He opened a cabinet and placed them inside, informing her that she wouldn't be needing them for the remainder of the evening. She took her hand, and they ascended the central stairwell to the upper bow deck. As they opened the wooden cabin door to exit the interior cabin, they were met by Melisa, with three wine glasses in her hand. She said she was running down to refill their glasses, and asked Michelle if she could help. Over Melisa's shoulder in the blue deck lights, Michelle could see Hope's head bobbing up and down in Brian's lap as she deep-throated him. Brian looked over at Michelle and Quinn and smiled. Hey Quinn, Hope and Melisa got tired of waiting for you to finish your tour, so we started without you. I could use your help over here as you know they are too much to handle by myself.

Melisa handed two of the glasses to Michelle and told her to hurry up and follow her so they didn't miss too much of the fun. Melisa informed Michelle as they made their way to the wine fridge that Hope and Quinn had an open marriage, and that they both wanted to make her trip to Charleston a memorable one. Melisa refilled and glasses and after kissing Michelle for a couple of minutes and some heavy petting on the table top, she pulled her back up. Did you fuck Quinn already? Melisa asked. No, but only because he wouldn't, Melisa complained. Figures, he's a huge tease and likes to build up the moment, Melisa noted. Come on, let's get topside she suggested.

As they walked out onto the deck, they could see Hope riding Brian's cock as he sat on the cushioned bench, while sucking Quinn's cock in her mouth as he stood next to her. Michelle could see Hope's pussy lips clinging to her bug shaft as she rode him up with each stroke. His cock glistened in the blue light with her juice. Her large natural tits were tipped with long dark nipples, and swung up and down as Brian licked them as best he could.

Well it's about time you all got back Brian announced. Hope just moaned as her mouth was stretched and filled with her husband's huge cock. Melisa took a cold gulp of wine and dropped between her husband's legs, licking his balls as Hope rode him. She pulled Hope off his cock and licked her clit from behind. Hope took her husband's cock out of her mouth to telling Melisa to finger her ass. Give me that cock back and finger my ass now. Melisa sucked Brian's cock a couple of times and then pushed it back into Hope's pussy. She grabbed a bottle of oil from a table next to the bench and covered her fingers. As she slipped two fingers into Hope's ass, she fell forward onto Brian and shuttered to a string orgasm. Brian looked up at Michelle over Hope's shoulder. I want you first he informed Michelle looking into her eyes. Quinn helped his wife dismount Brian and handed her a glass of wine. Melisa stood up and took Michelle's hands and pulled her over to the table in front of the adjoining bench. She pulled off her dress exposing her tight young body for all now to see. Hope had recovered enough to sit up and looked at the beautiful girl in front of them. You are absolutely stunning Michelle, Hope noted.

Melisa pushed Michelle back onto the table. She dove into her pussy and licked her with passion to get her ready for Brian. Michelle arched her back at Melisa's talented administrations and didn't notice Brian stroking his hard cock behind her. Melisa backed away and Brian took her place, rubbing his cock head up and down Michelle's wet slit. Please take me Michelle pleaded looking Brian in the eyes. He pushed and his head popped into her slippery pussy. Fuuuck! Brian exclaimed as his pushed deeper. You have the tightest pussy I've ever had he advised the other around them. He bottomed out as his rock hard cock pushed against Michelle's spongy cervix. Brian could feel every rib of her vagina catch against the ridge of his head as he pulled slowly back. It took Michelle a few minutes to adjust to his size, since she had had sex for several months. Oh God your cock feels great, she moaned as she wrapped with legs around him, pulling him in deeper inside. Hope leaned over and licked her nipples and tits as Brian slowly stroked his cock in and out of her. She kissed Michelle passionately, asking how Brian's cock felt. It feels so good Michelle responded.

Michelle looked to her left after hearing a scream, and saw Melisa bent over the back of the bench taking Quinn's huge cock from behind. His massive cock was silhouetted against the blue light in the back, so Michelle could see it on every stroke. After taking his cock in her mouth earlier, she understood why Melisa had screamed. As Michelle turned back, she found Hope throwing her leg over her head. She lowered her wet pussy unto Michelle's mouth and started grinding back and forth. Michelle stuck her long tongue as far up Hope's pussy as it would go used her nose to rub her hard clit. Hope's pussy tasted like honey and she couldn't get enough. Hope buckled as she hit an orgasm, while Brian was now slamming Michelle's pussy. He yelled fuuuck Michelle!, as he flooded Michelle's pussy with his hot cum. He slipped out and crashed back on the bench catching his breath. His cum oozed out and down Michelle's thighs, pooling on the wood table below. Hope spread her legs and cleaned up Michelle as Melisa came hard yelled obscenities while Quinn railed her from behind.

I think the little Kentucky girl is ready for you Quinn, Hope announced. Quinn pulled out of Melisa and walked over to Michelle. He sat on the bench and Hope helped her straddle his huge cock. Michelle's ass looked so tiny compared to the massive thickness of Quinn's cock. There was no way to the casual observer that it would fit. Hope poured some lube oil on the tip of the head and grabbing Michelle by her thin waist, pulled her down onto her husband's huge tool. Michelle bit her lip and dug her nails into Quinn's shoulders as she felt like she was being ripped apart by wide girth. Slowly she took his cock inch by inch, rising up and pushing down a little deeper with each stoke. Brian, Melisa, and Hope no just sat and watched the show. As she got more used to his size, Michelle started to grind her hips as she bottomed out. Oh my God! Michelle exclaimed, your cock fills me up so much I can barely take it, she noted looking back at Hope and Melisa to her left. This young little vixen was now being taken over by lust. The remnants of Brian's cum helped lubricate Quinn's shaft, and started to the collected is a white frothy mess at the base of Quinn's cock. Quinn licked Michelle's hard nipples as she rode him, sending a flicker of electricity to the pussy. She had never been so satisfied by a man in her life, and she couldn't get enough. She popped up and turned around to face the others. She pushed back down on his cock, and it disappeared into her tight young pussy once again. She grinded her ass back against Quinn, and his cock now rubbed the ribbed top of her pussy. Quinn moaned, announcing that he couldn't hold out much longer. In response, Michelle picked up her pace and looked over at Hope. Where do you want your husband to cum, Michelle asked. In your mouth Hope advised, but down swallow it Hope advised. Quinn pushed Michelle up off his cock and she swung to take the shaft in her hand, stoking it in front of her open mouth. Give it to me she hissed, looking up at Quinn with her large dark eyes. Within seconds, Quinn's cock exploded with jet after jet of hot cum. Michelle took the head in her mouth, not wanting to waste a drop. She couldn't hold all of it in her mouth, as it started to run out of the corners of her mouth and onto the deck below. When he finished, she turned around to find Hope waiting. She kissed Michelle, forcing open her mouth to share her husband's cum. They both smiled and looked at each other, savoring the taste.

My...my, our little wholesome girl from Kentucky has grown up a bit since she arrived Brian quipped. I think we may have created a monster. Michelle was suddenly self-conscious, and thought back to her parents and her little sleepy town. What would they think? she pondered as she sat on her knees with cum running down her chin and out of her pussy.

To be continued.....

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