Emile Bosch - Beverly Hills vixens

Kim had awakened early, when the mist was still rising from the swimming pool outside her bedroom door. Her husband had already gone off to work, he put in such long hours. She decided she'd go for a little swim, just to get herself fully awake and ready to start the day.

She got out of bed in her long sleeping gown, pulled open the sliding glass door and walked out onto the patio. It was a beautiful morning in Beverly Hills, a glorious day to spend money. She thought she might go to some ritzy stores on Rodeo Drive. After all, what was the use of having money if you didn't spend it. And spending money was the second thing Kim was very good at.

She strode to the side of the pool and dipped her foot into the water. Ah, just right. About bath temperature (the pool was heated, of course). She reached down to the hem of her gown and lifted it over her head. She was nude underneath. For a moment, she studied her naked reflection in the glass door.

Red bouncy hair tumbled down about her graceful, white shoulders. She had large breasts, the tips of which curved slightly-upward due to her last cosmetic operation. She found out that with enough money, anyone could have the perfect body. The trick was to exercise a bit every day and spend more time shopping than working. She lifted her breasts and examined the large round nipples. Even when she herself handled her breasts, she could begin to feel the juices flow between her thighs. Her hands massaged her flat little tummy, then wandered down to the fiery little triangle of red hair below. Her hands smoothed over her pubis, then one little finger slipped in between her pussy lips. Ahh, she was wet and dripping, and so early in the morning! Alas, her poor hard-working husband wasn't there to service her. In fact, he was hardly ever home, always at that damn office of his. Oh, well, she thought, someone has to make the money.

She walked over to the shallow side of the pool and sat down beside it, her long legs dipping into the water. She thought she should take a swim, but she didn't think she could swim a stroke without getting a few strokes up her snatch. Goodness, she yearned for a nice big cock.

But even money couldn't buy everything when you wanted it. She'd have to make do. With her legs dangling in the water, she leaned back on an air mattress beside the pool, and bean slowly stroking her pussy with her ands. Oooh, that was good. So good. One hand held open her pussy lips, while the fingers on the other hand found her pink exposed clit and began rubbing against it. As one of her girlfriend had explained at lunch at the Polo Lounge a few afternoon ago, this was "clitoriffic".

Her hand began stroking her clitoris faster and faster. Her hips began grinding and moving against the plastic air mattress. While one hand played with her pussy, her other hand began massaging her heavy breasts, pulling at the nipples, slowly moving in circles. The warm of the sun's early morning light felt good on her skin. She inserted one of her fingers up her snatch. It was no way near the size of the dick she wished was pushed up there at the present, but it would have to do for now.

As she played with herself, she closed her eyes and began thinking of the bartender at a ritzy bar she often stopped by after shopping for a nice refreshing drinkie. He was young, in his early twenties, and built like a body-builder. She had never had the pleasure of pulling down those tight black pants of his, but she had often thought about what she would find there. A big nice cock? Now, that would be nice. She could just imagine him, standing there with his pants down, and this cock the size of a baloney sausage standing at attention. Could she get her lips around that

It seemed the sun had gotten covered by clouds, for a shadow passed over her body. When she opened her eyes, she saw a figure standing beside her, silhouetted by the sun. She, gasped and sat up. "Oh!"

She jumped right into the pool with a big lash. When she turned around, she saw at the shadow had been cast by Jose, their gardener. He was a big, heavy-set man from Mexico. She had completely forgotten that he often liked to arrive early in the morning to get a lot of the work done in the lawn before it became too hot.

"I sorry, Meez Keem," he said.

Kim's face was now as red as her hair. At first, she felt extremely angry at him. No doubt he had stood there watching her, lying completely naked on the air mattress, her legs spread, fingering her privates. Yet, he did seem very embarrassed himself. He motioned that he had just come around the side of the pool, where he had been attending the flowers there and well, he literally ran into her.

"I'm sorry. Sorry, Meez Keem."

"Oh it's okay, Jose."

He smiled and nodded. Although she could see he was trying not to look, he couldn't quite turn his eyes away from her magnificent jugs bobbing in the water. She also couldn't turn her eyes away from the crotch of his brown khaki-pants. It looked like he had stuffed a tree branch down there.

Kim knew Jose had a wife and a few kids down in Mexico. He talked fondly of them. Yet, he did not see them for months at a time. He must get very lonely. Whatever did he do with that tree branch in the meantime?

"I prune bushes now," Jose said.

"Now."

"Si, Meez Kim."

She walked toward the shallow end of the pool, water streaming from her slim, nude body. Jose stood paralyzed. He wasn't in any hurry to prune bushes. He was more interested in the red bush coming toward him. While she stood in the shallow water, Jose's dick was just at the level of her mouth. Incredibly, it seemed to be growing bigger.

"I prune bushes now," Jose repeated, but he made no effort to move. He took off his straw hat and wiped his brow.

"Not yet, Jose," Kim said. "I want to talk to you for a moment."

"Si, Meez Kim."

"I just wanted to thank you for the wonderful job you've been doing of keeping the yard so well kept."

He nodded. "Gracias."

"And I want to make sure that you keep those oleander bushes nice and thick on the north side of the property. We wouldn't want any of our neighbors being able to spy on us."

"Oh, no, Meez Kim."

"Because there's some things we want to keep private," she said. "Not everyone needs to know what goes on around here." Jose began breathing heavily as Kim reached up and tugged at his belt and unbuckled it.

"Oh, no. Private. Muy private."

"That's good," said Kim. She unsnapped the top button, then pulled down the zipper.

"Muy, muy private," said Jose.

Kim reached on either side of his pants and pulled them down to his ankles. He stood beside the pool in his raggedy underwear, his tree sticking straight out, already wetting himself with pre-cum.

"We have to know when to keep our shut," said Kim. "And when to keep our mouths open."

With that, she pulled down Jose's underwear so quickly that his heavy cock bounced up and down several times like the diving board on the pool. His dick was about a good eight inches, with a plum-red head. Kim couldn't take it any longer and she plunged her mouth down about the head of the cock.

"Ahh," moaned Jose. He put his hands behind her head and pressed his dick farther into her mouth. Once inside her mouth, Jose's dick grew even bigger until she almost wondered about it. This was too good to be believed.

"Suck it, babee," cried Jose. "Suck it all."

"Mmmm," gurgled Kim.

He moved his hips back and forth, just fuckin her mouth for some time. Then he pulled her by the arm out of the pool. He was amazingly strong, Kim realized. He lay her down on the air mattress, then, kicking off his pants so that his legs were free, then he knelt on top of her, a knee on either side of her head, so that his prick dangled above her beautiful mouth. He took hold of his cock and flopped it about her face, on her eyes, her nose, her lips. "Oh, Jose," said Kim. "Please put it in my mouth. Fuck me in my mouth."