I Take What I Want (An Erotic Story of Sexual Dominance and Revenge) (2 page)

"There are thousands of yachts around here. Where do you start?"

"Just a few hundred of them are of interest to us. Parker, let me explain something to you. What I'm talking about are yachts that are owned by the super-rich. Prices of these toys start in the stratosphere and go up from there. The average retail value of yachts that we recover is well over $25 million. We do as many as ten recoveries every month."

Parker's eyes grew wide, and it wasn't because of the sight of my tits.

"Jeez! How much do you get paid for doing that type of stuff? Is it dangerous? Is it legal? Do people shoot at you?"

"You don't need to know the details. The less you know the safer you are. You said you would do anything to help your mom get revenge against your father..."

"Don't call him that. I have no father."

"Okay, okay. Come by tomorrow afternoon at 2:00 PM sharp. Case and I will give you the details and conduct a private interview."

Before he could answer, Sarah arrived.

"Come on, Parker, we're gonna be late!" She turned, looked at my bare breasts and said with a sly grin, "Bye, Mom."

"Damn, that stud is a hottie." I said out loud. "This is going to be an interesting summer."

Alone in my estate house, I went to the bedroom and fetched my little friend, my extra-large Doc Johnson dildo. It keeps me in great company when my husband is out of town and when I'm out alone on an "assignment." I left my bikini bottoms on the bed and went back poolside where I settled in on the lanai. I propped myself up so I could see all of the action that I was about to perform. My pussy was still wet from my session with Parker. I couldn't help but fantasize about what that young thick cock would feel like inside me. My dildo buddy was the closest thing to a real cock I had ever seen. The texture of the head was semi soft and spongy while the shaft was made of soft gel but felt thick and hard. I put the tip in my mouth just as I would a real cock. My tongue ran down the underside of the dong as I sucked it deeper into my mouth.

I liked the feeling but it was time to get down to business. With the shaft shiny from my saliva, I slowly teased myself, rubbing the tip around the entrance to my secret. I teased my clit, rubbing it in a circular direction. The tender contact with my labia was irresistible. I slipped two fingers into my wet pussy and tickled my fleshy walls. Exploring deeper inside myself, my cunt was dripping wet and hot. I closed my eyes and continued to stimulate myself. I inserted the thunder stick into my eager core just a little bit at a time, then withdrew slowly. I guided it deeper and pushed until all nine inches were buried inside me. I tapped the base of the device gently, resulting in a warm sensation in my abdomen. With my other hand, I massaged my outer lips and my clit. My body rocked back and forth as I slowly plunged the thick dildo into my dripping pussy, pulling partially out, then pressing further inside me. My clit was getting a workout as I pinched and massaged it with my left hand.

I increased the tempo and began to slam the giant plaything into my pussy like a jackhammer. Visions of fucking the young man I had met earlier in the day ran through my mind. What a naughty girl I am! I moaned and screamed with pleasure as the soft tip hit my G-spot. I spread my legs wider and watched as I drove the sex toy, glistening with my pussy's juices, in a rhythmic motion.

The friction against my clit was driving me wild. "Fuck me! Fuck me!" I screamed at myself. I pinched my left nipple hard and I pulled into a ball as the first rush of ecstasy rolled through me. Pounding, pounding, I didn't stop my passionate motions until another orgasm overtook me. I squirmed and twitched, falling back onto the lounge pillows as my spasms subsided. A pool of sweat formed in my navel. I trembled as I withdrew the tasty dildo from my cunt and sucked it. The taste of my wetness was pleasing to me and I sucked the rest from my loyal sex toy.

Of course, I prefer having a real cock to play with but this gizmo serves its purpose well. It is obedient, it always goes where I want it to go and it never goes soft. Thank you, Doc Johnson!

Case was scheduled to return from his reconnaissance trip early tomorrow morning and I had hours of background research to complete before we could develop our strategy for our next "acquisition." Up to now all we knew was that our target was a 125-foot luxury yacht named
Gigi
that was currently docked at the Coventry Yacht Club on Biscayne Bay. Sarah had already accumulated the legal documents and authorizations from the lender for us to ensure we could repossess the craft without getting hassled by the Miami-Dade police. They always need to know in advance of our actions and they provide protection in the event that the process does not go as planned. Rich boys get pissed when someone tries to take their expensive toys. Even if they haven't paid for them, they have this notion that the property belongs to them. This job would be one of our largest payouts yet. I estimated our recovery fee for the mega-yacht,
Gigi,
to be in excess of $15 million. Not bad for a few weeks' planning.

The following morning, Case was already busy making the final arrangements with Sarah and our associate, Grant Morgan. Grant and Case are longtime friends, going all the way back to high school. They both graduated with honors from the United States Navy Academy and served together in an elite special operations unit. Case had once saved Grant's life when he was ambushed during a botched hostage exchange.

The team knows that I have little interest in the tactical details of our assignments, so it was not unusual that the meeting would occur without me. I was a bit irked, though. Case could have at least given me a good-morning fuck.

By the time I showered and went downstairs, the rest of the team had arrived. In the control room were Case, Sarah, Grant, two ship's captains and the president of one of South Florida's largest banks. I led the meeting.

"You've all been briefed prior to this meeting so let's get started reviewing the details. Our target acquisition this weekend is the luxury yacht,
Gigi.
She is a 125-foot full displacement vessel that can accommodate up to ten guests in five suites plus a crew of nine. She is moored at the Coventry Yacht Club on Biscayne Bay."

I displayed several pictures on the monitors, including the layout of the craft on the multimedia display. "There she is. Memorize the layout, especially below decks."

"Beautiful. Do we know the damn thing is seaworthy?" one of the captains asked. "People who don't meet their obligations typically ignore routine maintenance and upkeep."

I shook my head in disgust, "Funny thing about this guy. According to the dock master, he maintains the craft to the letter and keeps up with docking fees.
Gigi
is in perfect condition and can put to sea in less than an hour. The guy just hasn't been paying his loan. Go figure."

"Why so long? We're usually in and out in 30 minutes. We're going to attract a lot of attention."

I slammed the desk with my fist and said, "Guys, that's the way it's gonna be. There is more going on than simply taking back property. That's all you need to know."

"Calm down, JJ. Is this guy dangerous? What about security and crew?"

"He doesn't have a crew and he doesn't appear to be dangerous."

Being cautious by nature, Grant asked, "What do we know about this guy?"

"His name is Huntington Truesdale. Here's a recent picture of him. He's in his late 50's, an investment banker and on his second wife. He pays $175,000 per month in alimony to a very vindictive ex. Looks like a classic example of a man with tons of money who went middle-age crazy and got in over his head financially."

"So, what's the plan?"

"Surprisingly, this is a straightforward extraction."

"Straightforward? Bullshit! None of these fucking extractions are straightforward. What are we going to do, just motor up to the dock in our dinghy and say, 'Hey, Truesdale, old man, we're going to repossess your yacht today?'" Grant was being difficult.

I grew impatient, "That's close to it, yes.

"Every weekend the Yacht Club hosts lavish cocktail parties for its members and guests," I continued. "They usually start mid-morning at the club lounge; then, out onto the docks. Sooner or later, most people end up on board or near the
Gigi.
Truesdale likes to be the center of attention so he has an open bar and catered meals. We have arranged to sail into the marina aboard the
Madeleine,
a 197-foot super yacht. We will moor her a few berths down from the
Gigi.
" I displayed an image of the
Madeleine
side-by-side with the
Gigi.

"Holy shit!" Grant exclaimed. "That's not a yacht - it's a fucking cruise ship!"

"You could say that. It houses 38 guests in 18 cabins plus a crew of 36. Does it look familiar to anyone?"

Case said, "It should. We reclaimed her three years ago in the Bahamas."

"Believe me," I said, "we will get a lot of attention. Status-conscious club members will flock to the
Madeleine
and we plan to welcome them in
style. Someone asked earlier how we can take the extra time to prepare the
Gigi
to embark. No one will remember her once they see the
Madeleine
.

"Led by Case, the boarding team will leave the
Madeleine
and mingle with the crowd. When I give the signal, Case will take command of the
Gigi.
Grant will remain aboard her and, with Team Two, prepare to raise anchor at a moment's notice.

"Any other questions?" I said as I rose from my chair, "Nothing else? Great, see you Saturday morning at our embarkation port." I escorted the team to the door while Sarah and Case remained in the control center.

Parker arrived moments later.

"Hi, Parker. Come on in and make yourself comfortable. Let's go out by the pool."

"After yesterday's excitement, I'm not sure that I want to."

"You're not angry at me, are you?"

"Angry? No. Just seriously fucked up."

"Delightful, isn't it?" In a deep sexy voice I said, "Pain and pleasure at the same time, wouldn't you say?" Parker acted as if he didn't hear me.

"Yesterday, you said that you would do anything to help your mother take revenge against your father, correct?"

"Yes, I did. I also said that I no longer have a father, so please don't call that piece of shit my father, ever again, okay?"

"Very well. From now on we will refer to the man as a piece of shit. Let's get down to business. We have an assignment coming up in a few days and we would like for you to join the team. Are you interested?"

He gave me a puzzled look, "Yeah, sure, I'm interested. What do you want me to do?"

"I want you to fuck me." I walked toward the house and motioned for him to follow. "Come, come. Time is money."

"You're not gonna give me the blue balls again, are you?"

"Just shut up and follow me to my bedroom."

As we approached the bed, I turned to Parker and put my arms around his neck. I pulled him toward me and gave him a soft wet kiss. He grabbed my ass and kissed my neck, then slipped his tongue into my mouth. He tasted sweet. We gazed into each other eyes and smiled. Parker ran his fingers through my hair, then unbuttoned my blouse. As he did his handiwork, I felt his cock through his jeans. I unzipped my shorts and slowly pulled them down around my hips. I knelt to the floor and tugged at his jeans and boxer briefs. Just as yesterday, Parker's cock sprang from beneath his shorts. There was no teasing this time. I was going to suck his cock until he came in my mouth.

"Your cock is so amazing." I caressed his ass cheeks and put my mouth over the tip of his cock. I rolled my tongue around the underside of the head as I pumped his shaft with both hands. Parker threw his head back, slowly rocking back and forth. Still concentrating on the head, I licked around the ridge, then took more of him inside my mouth. I pushed harder until his cock was buried inside my mouth. I gagged slightly as I deep-throated him.

Parker moaned again and said, "My god, I've never felt anything like this in my life. You are making me crazy. Please, please don't stop this time!"

His balls were drawing close to his body, signaling that he was about to blow his load. I pulled his throbbing shaft from my mouth and again focused on stimulating the head. I spit on the tip and watched it glisten as I stroked him.

"I'm coming, I'm gonna come," he panted and groaned as his first violent spasm shot cum into my mouth. I swallowed hard in anticipation of more spasms. Cum dripped from my chin and the sides of my mouth as I tried to keep pace. His cock was slick with his cum and my saliva. I pulled his face to mine and kissed him hard, spitting what remained of his slick cum into his mouth. Parker devoured his cum from my mouth as he caressed me. The warm feeling between my thighs had turned to flame. I wanted his huge member inside my wet pussy.

Case's voice bellowed from the doorway. "Well, that looked like a hell of a lot of fun!"

Parker's terrified look was hysterical. I couldn't prevent myself from laughing. He jerked back toward the headboard as if looking for a secret exit-way. Parker tried to speak but he was so frightened that words could not form. Trembling, he crouched and waited for the worst.

"Don't worry, kid. I've been watching the whole time. Does JJ give great head, or what?" Parker didn't move. "Hey kid. Hello? Do you hear me? Earth to Parker!"

I nudged Parker's shoulder and he slowly regained composure. "You're not gonna to kill me?"

Case laughed and said, "Hell no, I'm not gonna kill you. JJ takes what she wants. Always has and always will." Case quickly took off his clothes and jumped into bed with us. "We love having threesomes. Is it okay if I join the fun?"

This poor young man had been on a whirlwind sexcapade in the last 24 hours. Exasperated, he threw his hands in the air, chuckled and said, "Well, what the fuck."

Now it was my turn for all the attention. My pussy was wet and the sensation in my tummy made me eager to be taken by these two well-hung studs.