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A/N: this series is a tribute to Miss Divine AKA SizeQueenSupreme, it is written in her formula and vernacular in a hopes to provide her with a read very much like her own, and maybe to enjoy in whatever way she sees fit. Her tastes run into the extreme, so if you've never read her works, i suggest you do, and get yourself prepared for another journey.
Also, i have gotten her permission to use her stories characters within this series, under the case that i state clearly that these are separate from her own. Think of this as an alternate universe.
*****
The sun was shining, Birds chirping, the gentle wind of a sunny morning greeted the leaves, making them sing a song. But none of that is important right now. Right now, within a Mansion overlooking the peaceful country side is where our story begins.
It is here where this stories main protagonist lives, sleeps, eats, and well...fucks. Veronica Divine, Creator of the Aaron Black saga of novels, movies, and even Six Flags Theme park ride, All by the tender young age of 26.
Fresh out of high school the girl had a dream, to write the worlds most renowned erotic novel. And write it she did, changing the world forever.
The first change came with the next election. The president passed a bill allowing free sexuality. So long as it is consenting, public displays or use of sexuality within a commercial or personal setting were allowed. At first this caused an uproar with the "finer moralized" standing citizens. But a friend of our dear hero worked her lips off (not literally) turning those nay-sayers opinions around.
Felicia Valday, or as her friends call her, Fallate All Day, was a world famous cock sucker, quite literally. Stories of her passed like wild fire among the young and inexperienced. Felicia's favorite hobby is to crash random 18th birthdays and give the new born adult his first taste of the best blowjobs he will ever get. She used this skill on every male standing against the bills passing, promising to give them another blowjob twice as hard if they voted for the bills passing.
The bill was passed without incident, and soon Many of the women formally opposing the bill enjoyed it's freedoms. The second change was Veronica's first business. Though at the time she enjoyed lounging in her home, enjoying all the 12 inch cock a girl could ask for, sometimes she needed a break. And it was her faithful butler Nathan who provided for her.
Divine Pleasures Incorporated. A place devoted to the progression of sexual arts and fun. On the outside it looks like a normal everyday office building. But this story is going to teach you just what really goes on inside...
(Nathan's PoV)
It is 8 am, as my mistress' faithful servant and butler i have the duty to wake her and prepare her for the day. I have long since gotten used to how the mistress sleeps. Opening the large double door to her quarters, the first thing anyone would notice is the thick and often sometimes hissing miasma of fog. This is a result of the rooms insulating and soundproofing, and also the endless hours of fucking that was taking place. Curled up peacefully on a bed no doubt the size of the average persons living room was my mistress. An ivory skinned beauty i never tire of seeing, literal globes of flesh rest atop her cum soaked body, hiding that perfect pink hue of her nipples, which one could still make out under the half inch of nut cream soaking into her skin. She moans contented with the last...7 hours of air tight fucking these three studs provided her with. Mistress Divine could sleep fine on her own, but when you have the option to be fucked relentlessly by three hung studs sporting at least two feet of cock into unconsciousness, i dare any of you size queen sex addicts to say no. Those three studs however looked a little worse for wear, their formally bronze skin looked a touch pale, and signs of dehydration was apparent. Alas it was not my charge to take care of them, that was the maids job.
I gently call her name, causing her to stir, it's never enough and i do not know why i try. Scooping up a palm full of cum from her body i waft it in front of her nose, making her follow like a cartoon character follows the alluring aroma of a pie cooling in the window. Once sitting up I allow her to suck the butter from my hands as i begin unblinding her eyes, feeding her those dollops as well. Once she can see again she smiles at me, her dauntless servant, who greets her with a gesture to my watch indicating the time. She pouts, having long ago figured out why everyone hates Mondays.
"You know, I'm almost regretting you making me work for my money." She starts, her voice sounds irritated, but I've been around her long enough to know she's not truly complaining,
"I kırklareli escort (http://www.bayanmap.com/k/kirklareli-escort) can always sell the place, But where would poor Raul, your office chair, work when we let him go?" I knew this would always get her to change her tune. Raul was the cream of the crop. 6'6", ripped but not muscle bound, statuesque representation of the pinnacle of man...Oh and lets not forget that 3 foot cock of his. He is the only reason Miss divine even shows up for work most days. She uses him as an "office chair" when she sits in on the monthly meetings, taking him as deep as she can, which isn't very far to be honest. She could sheath these two footers laying limp on her bed like a seasoned slut. But Raul was thick, and veiny. Miss Divine passed out from an orgasm the first time she laid eyes on it. Over all it took her seven times meeting the thing to even stay conscious long enough to ride it.
"Don't you dare sell him!" She pointed an angry finger at me, sending cum flying at me. thankfully I was prepared and used the towel draped on my arm to block any from staining my suit.
"I wouldn't dream of it Madam, I know you have plans to install a "five" post bed within the mansion."
Miss Divine busily scooped and "washed" herself of her favorite snack, before dressing herself in her finest red silk robe and headed for the shower.
Back when she was "unemployed" the shower was another den of debauchery for her, but ever since she had to keep up appearances i had to put a stop to her fun and games in there. Now, like all women, Miss Divine can take her time getting ready for a night out, however, even in the lazy morning state she was in, she could be dressed and "presentable" for work in five minutes. Of course presentable is used loosely. One; cause of how she dressed, and two; for what her job actually entails.
Emerging from the bathroom was the stereotypical over sexed office lady, plus maybe 20 more pounds of tits, I honestly don't know how much they weigh, i try and keep a professional demeanor around her. Her long auburn hair was put up in a bun, that wouldn't last two steps past the door where no doubt her "chair" awaits her fine ass.
About ten minutes later and five flights of stairs down her ridiculously huge mansion, and we left the front door, where her chariot awaits. A Large black limo, shifting slightly side to side in a motion we all know too well.
"I still can't believe you pay those two to sit in there all day and do that..." I sigh.
"You try and find anything good to watch on television this early on a Monday" Came her witty retort, dismissing a live sex show like a Sunday morning cartoon.
I opened the door for my mistress, and as luck would have it, just in time for the orgasm inside to happen. Miss Divine ducked into the vehicle and sat in her seat, looking forward at the two bodies tangled together in passion.
Thieu real names are kept secret, but their code names are Jack and Jill. their sole job, which they are paid roughly $60,000 a year for, is just as they are doing...To fuck, IN THE LIMO!, as my mistress watches them. Miss Divine has gotten a little eccentric with her money since she got this job, but alas i can not fault her for spending her rightfully earned cash as she sees fit.
The half hour ride finished as it always does, with an orgasm louder than the soundproofing the limo is equipped with. Exiting the drivers seat and opening Miss Divines door revealed the frazzled sight of her clearly in heat. I know she'd love to get off to watching these two have their fun, but they are merely something to get her juices flowing for the herculean task that awaits her behind the front doors of her company.
I extend a hand for her to take and she steps out of the limo on a shaky legs. The other follows and a dark spot on the leather seat glints in the sun, Miss Divine was primed to ride the Washington monument if she was so inclined.
After the "mandatory" groping of security at the front gate, Miss Divine and I enter her multi-billion dollar industrial headquarters. Once inside Raul greeted Miss divine in all his shirtless glory, and though he had nearly an entire foot and several pounds over my Mistress, she was easily able to bring him to his knees, shove his head inside her skirt, and nearly drown him in her first orgasm. Once finished, a mad growl escaped her lips as she tore off his loincloth (we once had them in shorts and banana hammocks but they were getting expensive to replace), and revealed the beast that yet still bests her snatch, the self proclaimed "Queen Pussy".
Today she wouldn't admit defeat, and with gymnastic flare she flipped into the air, mounted, and impaled herself on his shaft. Two feet of cock disappeared, and about three buttons kırşehir escort (http://www.bayanmap.com/k/kirsehir-escort) on her shirt. Wrapping her arms around his neck, and bending her legs around his waist while facing forward looked severely uncomfortable, but she has told me his cock acts a lot like a second spine and she can balance herself comfortably.
Raul moved gracefully, as if he didn't have a sex crazed woman wantonly bouncing on his cock with each step. I'll give her credit though, this cock clearly has her on the ropes but Miss Divine can keep a professional face while she attempts to beat it down. Employees great her and talk as if this is nothing out of the ordinary, and well...since Raul was hired, it actually was a daily occurrence.
Another change was how we got to the top floor for the quarterly meeting we are here for, normally we would be taking the elevator and begin the meeting on time, but Miss Divine has taken a liking to the stairs since Raul came along, though I don't see why, it's not like she's getting the exorcise...ha ha.
Inside the meeting hall waited 20 men and women, dressed to the tens as a CEO should be. To the eye nothing is different about this hall, but it's the ears that could pick up the change. Trained to do so as quietly as possible, underneath the table, betwixt their legs, Each CEO had a young woman (or man should the ladies choose) orally gratifying them. The perk is actually only allowed if each CEO performs adequately enough within their department, giving them ample incentive not to just abuse the system for their own gain.
Raul slowly walks towards the head of the table, where after a slight tremble, Miss Divine begins the meeting.
"Greetings! E-Esteemed members and CEO's of D-Divine Pleasures!" Her voice was hard to keep calm with Raul's teasing fuck strokes into her tightly packed cooch, But Miss Divine resolved to make it through this.
"Let us ignore the rigmarole of profit margins, sales yadda yadda y-yadda, and get on to new developments." Veronica bit her lip to stifle a yelp caused from a teasing throb. "How goes the research into the "nutritional supplement pills?"
An older woman, perhaps in her late 30's cleared her throat as she began to speak. Her icy domineering attitude was clear on her face and in her pitch, even as the companies most orally gifted stud ate her pussy. "The Pills have been fully tested and are now undergoing final preparations for open marketing, R
Also, i have gotten her permission to use her stories characters within this series, under the case that i state clearly that these are separate from her own. Think of this as an alternate universe.
*****
The sun was shining, Birds chirping, the gentle wind of a sunny morning greeted the leaves, making them sing a song. But none of that is important right now. Right now, within a Mansion overlooking the peaceful country side is where our story begins.
It is here where this stories main protagonist lives, sleeps, eats, and well...fucks. Veronica Divine, Creator of the Aaron Black saga of novels, movies, and even Six Flags Theme park ride, All by the tender young age of 26.
Fresh out of high school the girl had a dream, to write the worlds most renowned erotic novel. And write it she did, changing the world forever.
The first change came with the next election. The president passed a bill allowing free sexuality. So long as it is consenting, public displays or use of sexuality within a commercial or personal setting were allowed. At first this caused an uproar with the "finer moralized" standing citizens. But a friend of our dear hero worked her lips off (not literally) turning those nay-sayers opinions around.
Felicia Valday, or as her friends call her, Fallate All Day, was a world famous cock sucker, quite literally. Stories of her passed like wild fire among the young and inexperienced. Felicia's favorite hobby is to crash random 18th birthdays and give the new born adult his first taste of the best blowjobs he will ever get. She used this skill on every male standing against the bills passing, promising to give them another blowjob twice as hard if they voted for the bills passing.
The bill was passed without incident, and soon Many of the women formally opposing the bill enjoyed it's freedoms. The second change was Veronica's first business. Though at the time she enjoyed lounging in her home, enjoying all the 12 inch cock a girl could ask for, sometimes she needed a break. And it was her faithful butler Nathan who provided for her.
Divine Pleasures Incorporated. A place devoted to the progression of sexual arts and fun. On the outside it looks like a normal everyday office building. But this story is going to teach you just what really goes on inside...
(Nathan's PoV)
It is 8 am, as my mistress' faithful servant and butler i have the duty to wake her and prepare her for the day. I have long since gotten used to how the mistress sleeps. Opening the large double door to her quarters, the first thing anyone would notice is the thick and often sometimes hissing miasma of fog. This is a result of the rooms insulating and soundproofing, and also the endless hours of fucking that was taking place. Curled up peacefully on a bed no doubt the size of the average persons living room was my mistress. An ivory skinned beauty i never tire of seeing, literal globes of flesh rest atop her cum soaked body, hiding that perfect pink hue of her nipples, which one could still make out under the half inch of nut cream soaking into her skin. She moans contented with the last...7 hours of air tight fucking these three studs provided her with. Mistress Divine could sleep fine on her own, but when you have the option to be fucked relentlessly by three hung studs sporting at least two feet of cock into unconsciousness, i dare any of you size queen sex addicts to say no. Those three studs however looked a little worse for wear, their formally bronze skin looked a touch pale, and signs of dehydration was apparent. Alas it was not my charge to take care of them, that was the maids job.
I gently call her name, causing her to stir, it's never enough and i do not know why i try. Scooping up a palm full of cum from her body i waft it in front of her nose, making her follow like a cartoon character follows the alluring aroma of a pie cooling in the window. Once sitting up I allow her to suck the butter from my hands as i begin unblinding her eyes, feeding her those dollops as well. Once she can see again she smiles at me, her dauntless servant, who greets her with a gesture to my watch indicating the time. She pouts, having long ago figured out why everyone hates Mondays.
"You know, I'm almost regretting you making me work for my money." She starts, her voice sounds irritated, but I've been around her long enough to know she's not truly complaining,
"I kırklareli escort (http://www.bayanmap.com/k/kirklareli-escort) can always sell the place, But where would poor Raul, your office chair, work when we let him go?" I knew this would always get her to change her tune. Raul was the cream of the crop. 6'6", ripped but not muscle bound, statuesque representation of the pinnacle of man...Oh and lets not forget that 3 foot cock of his. He is the only reason Miss divine even shows up for work most days. She uses him as an "office chair" when she sits in on the monthly meetings, taking him as deep as she can, which isn't very far to be honest. She could sheath these two footers laying limp on her bed like a seasoned slut. But Raul was thick, and veiny. Miss Divine passed out from an orgasm the first time she laid eyes on it. Over all it took her seven times meeting the thing to even stay conscious long enough to ride it.
"Don't you dare sell him!" She pointed an angry finger at me, sending cum flying at me. thankfully I was prepared and used the towel draped on my arm to block any from staining my suit.
"I wouldn't dream of it Madam, I know you have plans to install a "five" post bed within the mansion."
Miss Divine busily scooped and "washed" herself of her favorite snack, before dressing herself in her finest red silk robe and headed for the shower.
Back when she was "unemployed" the shower was another den of debauchery for her, but ever since she had to keep up appearances i had to put a stop to her fun and games in there. Now, like all women, Miss Divine can take her time getting ready for a night out, however, even in the lazy morning state she was in, she could be dressed and "presentable" for work in five minutes. Of course presentable is used loosely. One; cause of how she dressed, and two; for what her job actually entails.
Emerging from the bathroom was the stereotypical over sexed office lady, plus maybe 20 more pounds of tits, I honestly don't know how much they weigh, i try and keep a professional demeanor around her. Her long auburn hair was put up in a bun, that wouldn't last two steps past the door where no doubt her "chair" awaits her fine ass.
About ten minutes later and five flights of stairs down her ridiculously huge mansion, and we left the front door, where her chariot awaits. A Large black limo, shifting slightly side to side in a motion we all know too well.
"I still can't believe you pay those two to sit in there all day and do that..." I sigh.
"You try and find anything good to watch on television this early on a Monday" Came her witty retort, dismissing a live sex show like a Sunday morning cartoon.
I opened the door for my mistress, and as luck would have it, just in time for the orgasm inside to happen. Miss Divine ducked into the vehicle and sat in her seat, looking forward at the two bodies tangled together in passion.
Thieu real names are kept secret, but their code names are Jack and Jill. their sole job, which they are paid roughly $60,000 a year for, is just as they are doing...To fuck, IN THE LIMO!, as my mistress watches them. Miss Divine has gotten a little eccentric with her money since she got this job, but alas i can not fault her for spending her rightfully earned cash as she sees fit.
The half hour ride finished as it always does, with an orgasm louder than the soundproofing the limo is equipped with. Exiting the drivers seat and opening Miss Divines door revealed the frazzled sight of her clearly in heat. I know she'd love to get off to watching these two have their fun, but they are merely something to get her juices flowing for the herculean task that awaits her behind the front doors of her company.
I extend a hand for her to take and she steps out of the limo on a shaky legs. The other follows and a dark spot on the leather seat glints in the sun, Miss Divine was primed to ride the Washington monument if she was so inclined.
After the "mandatory" groping of security at the front gate, Miss Divine and I enter her multi-billion dollar industrial headquarters. Once inside Raul greeted Miss divine in all his shirtless glory, and though he had nearly an entire foot and several pounds over my Mistress, she was easily able to bring him to his knees, shove his head inside her skirt, and nearly drown him in her first orgasm. Once finished, a mad growl escaped her lips as she tore off his loincloth (we once had them in shorts and banana hammocks but they were getting expensive to replace), and revealed the beast that yet still bests her snatch, the self proclaimed "Queen Pussy".
Today she wouldn't admit defeat, and with gymnastic flare she flipped into the air, mounted, and impaled herself on his shaft. Two feet of cock disappeared, and about three buttons kırşehir escort (http://www.bayanmap.com/k/kirsehir-escort) on her shirt. Wrapping her arms around his neck, and bending her legs around his waist while facing forward looked severely uncomfortable, but she has told me his cock acts a lot like a second spine and she can balance herself comfortably.
Raul moved gracefully, as if he didn't have a sex crazed woman wantonly bouncing on his cock with each step. I'll give her credit though, this cock clearly has her on the ropes but Miss Divine can keep a professional face while she attempts to beat it down. Employees great her and talk as if this is nothing out of the ordinary, and well...since Raul was hired, it actually was a daily occurrence.
Another change was how we got to the top floor for the quarterly meeting we are here for, normally we would be taking the elevator and begin the meeting on time, but Miss Divine has taken a liking to the stairs since Raul came along, though I don't see why, it's not like she's getting the exorcise...ha ha.
Inside the meeting hall waited 20 men and women, dressed to the tens as a CEO should be. To the eye nothing is different about this hall, but it's the ears that could pick up the change. Trained to do so as quietly as possible, underneath the table, betwixt their legs, Each CEO had a young woman (or man should the ladies choose) orally gratifying them. The perk is actually only allowed if each CEO performs adequately enough within their department, giving them ample incentive not to just abuse the system for their own gain.
Raul slowly walks towards the head of the table, where after a slight tremble, Miss Divine begins the meeting.
"Greetings! E-Esteemed members and CEO's of D-Divine Pleasures!" Her voice was hard to keep calm with Raul's teasing fuck strokes into her tightly packed cooch, But Miss Divine resolved to make it through this.
"Let us ignore the rigmarole of profit margins, sales yadda yadda y-yadda, and get on to new developments." Veronica bit her lip to stifle a yelp caused from a teasing throb. "How goes the research into the "nutritional supplement pills?"
An older woman, perhaps in her late 30's cleared her throat as she began to speak. Her icy domineering attitude was clear on her face and in her pitch, even as the companies most orally gifted stud ate her pussy. "The Pills have been fully tested and are now undergoing final preparations for open marketing, R