Angelas New Beginning

Well, I am settling into suddenly being wealthy. My favorite uncle gifted me more money than I can count. A little family fucking actually paid off. However, being rich can still be a burden. You need to hire people to manage your money. You must be more mindful of responsibility and be generous as it relates to humanity in general. You must pay people to care for the new extraordinary beach home and its pool and grounds. You start a trust for the homeless and hungry in your town and that must be managed by a board that you chair.

Shopping takes up a lot of time and the personal fashion advisor must be paid. Membership at the fitness club allows for a better feeling and a firmer body overall. A personal trainer is another expense. A look in the mirror reflects an image of vitality and sexiness. Money sure can improve your looks.

So, why am I bored? Because there's very little excitement in all that. There is not enough music and people mixing. I miss touching and being touched by people and laughing out loud over drinks. There's not much sex either. So, l have to have an energy injection. I need to be told that I'm smart and beautiful. I need to feel wanted. I need to dance. I need some dick.

So, I share some of these thoughts with the firm that manages my money, and they assign someone to search for a good opportunity. My only request was that it involve music and people.

Now comes an offer to purchase an upscale steak house in a good part of town. The name is Beef on the Beach. Interesting that it's only open for dining three days a week from 6 PM to 10 PM. Clientele are the wealthiest around. Their reputation is impeccable. Staff and equipment all stay in place.

A meeting is being held to view the facility and the staff. The manager and chef are damn near famous around here. Someone else to pay. They turn out to be everyday people though. Both are from Europe somewhere. The restaurant portion of the building is marvelous, well-appointed and spacious with a dozen private cubicles that can hold up to eight diners. A somewhat small dance floor is used to accommodate twenty or so. The music is soft and slow, consistent with the image intended. Very nice. I like it.

But then comes the surprise, another and separate area altogether. On Saturday night this area is open from ten PM till sunrise. It is an event venue intended for the ladies, primarily and has a separate entrance hidden from public view. It is members only and boasts a roster of 200 high class uptown bitches.

Members are allowed one guest and it is well known that the guest is always someone other than a spouse or partner and not always male. It is also known that the real reason for the name Beef on the Beach is that the entertainers are male strippers. Every evening ends up with a live sex show between a stripper and a selected member. A name or names get drawn from a hat and the selected members are announced right up front, so the excitement can grow during the show.

The business all started here and was so profitable that the restaurant was added at the insistence of the members. Again, there are private cubicles if desired, but tables and chairs also are arranged around the stage in the middle of the room. A demo of the sound system sold me on the idea. The music is driving and upbeat, the bass can be felt in the chest and prompts some little moves from me as we all get caught up in the vibrations.

All this is orchestrated by the den mother, a retired stripper herself, named Queenie. She controls the entertainers and the members. Nothing happens without her consent.

This all sounds very exciting so I give the go ahead for the purchase with the stipulation that all the staff get a hefty raise. I don't want to have to break in new people. It's up and running several weeks before I can visit, but Queenie contacts me and wants me to come meet with her. So, I drop whatever I'm doing to go down to see her. She greets me in the parking lot and escorts me to her office.

Queenie has been around the block a few times. She appears to be in her sixties and dresses much like a gypsy with lots of make-up and beads and bangles. Attractive in a scary sort of way. "First, Ma'am I want to thank you for retaining me and for the raise". "Please, just call me Angel." "Okay Angel. I need to know if I am to continue my role or is there another approach you wish to take? I'm asking because I haven't seen or heard from you." "Oh, I've just been busy, all wrapped up in being the newly rich", I joked. "At the moment I don't want you to change a thing. The place is making a shit load of money. I just need to be involved but on the sidelines. I want you to have full authority to run the show and to speak for me in all business matters."

'I am very curious as to how you can get all these uptown bitches to fuck in public!" Queenie laughed the laugh of a joyous person and said, "I can explain. I am originally from New Orleans; my family was from the Caribbean and have practiced voodoo for centuries.

I have simply, one by one and without their knowledge, put a spell on each and every one. I interview each prospective member and if I find them acceptable, I apply the spell during the interview without their even knowing. They go about their days as usual but on Saturday night they become like nymphomaniacs! As a group, they all accept it and all are respectful of the others. I want to invite you to the next show so you can see how I run things and to let the staff know that you are involved." "Okay, I will be happy to come this Saturday night."

"Wonderful", she said, and she moved around to my rear and put her hands on my shoulders and leaned down to whisper. "Before you go I want you to meet our main attraction. His name is Blue and he's from the islands. He lives here and never leaves except to go to the beach. I to warn you though, he's a mute, stricken from birth." "Great, I would love to meet him." "Good. His suite is just down the hall. He's expecting us."

Through an unassuming door off the hallway, we enter what looks like the inside of a desert tent, a harem-like area. Standing under a light in the middle of the room, smiling as a greeting, stands the most imposing human being I have ever seen. He must be almost seven feet tall. He is dressed in a royal blue satin robe with gold fringe on the cuffs and collar. His hair is a rich auburn color and thick, falling to his shoulders. His skin is the color of coffee and cream. Eyes that are brown are piercing as he takes me in, looking me up and down.

He holds out his hands as if for inspection. They are very feminine looking with long tapered fingers and manicured nails with royal blue polish. His robe falls open to reveal a sturdy chest with tufts of curly black hair and half dollar sized dark brown nipples. Absent a voice, he nods and smiles. A remarkable smile that captivates me. I feel welcome in his presence.

Queenie says to him, "Blue can you show Angel why you are such a star?" He nods, with a slight bow and opens his robe with both hands spreading it like a cape to reveal his equipment, a very long uncircumcised snake of a dick. The foreskin is overly plentiful and makes it look even longer. There are no signs of veins but his dick has a certain texture to it that's unusual. His dick is much darker than the rest of his body and with my gaze, it begins to move on its own.

My breathing becomes difficult as he begins to come erect. His long slender fingers wrap around the shaft and he lifts it for me to see. His other hand cups his sac as he pulls back the foreskin and the head pops into view. He's so tall that this giant dick is at my eye level. I am looking right into the end of it as a dollop of precum oozes out. He spreads it over the head of his dick and slowly jacks himself off for me and it is mesmerizing. Too long and heavy for a really hard erection, the head sort of dances in the air as he strokes it for my pleasure.

My pussy is yelling at me right now. I'm shaking like a schoolgirl. He raises his beautiful dick and holds it against his body. The head is far beyond his belly button. His sac is hanging and swollen with his balls twitching. Then he lets go and it falls down to slap then swing between his sturdy thighs and he closes the robe. My legs almost give way as I realize that I am rubbing my clit through my shorts. He turns and walks from the room.

"Wouldn't you love to fuck him?" says Queenie. "Breathlessly I murmur, "Oh fuck yes, but he's too big for me." "Well, we can find you something more to your liking Saturday night." You can be incognito for your on-stage debut. No one will know it's you. You will love to be fucked on stage in front of hundreds of people. I will have a couple of the girls to help you get ready." Still shaking, I realize that she has put a spell on me too. I can hardly wait!

I spend the rest of the week in anticipation of Saturday and my "debut". What's Queenie going to do to make me unrecognizable? My hands still shake when I think about Blue and his magnificent dick. While I could never take him, I sure wouldn't mind sucking his dick just once. Or to jack him off and let him cum on me. I'm sure I would need both hands.

Finally, it's Saturday. I've been popping gummies all day and am completely relaxed and ready. Queenie calls and tells me everything is ready, but don't come now. Wait until the show is almost over. Come about nine, she says. So, I wait and drive over right at nine. She greets me at the door and takes me down another hallway and into a sauna. There's a platform in the middle for me to lay on and she says. "So, get undressed and I will get some girls to get you ready." So, I step back outside and take what few clothes I wore and put them over a chair.

Back inside I lay on the platform on a soft rug. Queenie brings two young ladies in. They are nude and they are stunning. They appear to be twins. Both have flawless skin and young athletic bodies. While their breasts are not large, they are perky, the nipples are puffy. They have coal black hair and dark eyes. There are no introductions to be made, so they approach me on the platform, one on each side. Starting with my hands they apply lotion and massage my entire body, down to my very toes. I am shimmering in the dim light.

Each girl takes a breast and they massage them with both hands in a circular motion, each stroke ends with a nipple tightly between a thumb and forefinger, pulling them up hard from my boobs. They do this over and over until I feel like my nipples are going to explode. The stroking causes a tingling between my legs, which is where they go next, their small hands are all over my pussy.

They keep looking at one another across my body and kiss over me, then looking in my eyes. I am covered now with lotion, and they begin to rub their hard little, puffy breasts down my body, as they move to my feet. Four little, but strong hands begin to massage my feet from toes to the heel until I groan with pleasure. They each suck at and lick between my toes with tiny kisses of goodbye and they begin massaging my calves and thighs, coming tantalizingly close to my clit.

Up again to my breasts for a lingering powerful vacuum-like suck on each nipple, making them larger than ever before. My entire body is on fire. Suddenly I am moving, apparently the platform is on wheels and the girls push me to a door where Queenie places a mask with gold and feather trim over my face.

The door opens and I am pushed into a darkened room. I can hear the rustling of a restless crowd. Above me a spotlight comes on and up from dim to bright. Music begins and increases in volume with a heavy bass beat so I can feel and hear it. At my feet a smaller round platform begins to rise from the floor and out of the darkness, a man steps onto it and is elevated so that I can see the whole of him.

His entire body is oiled and the light dances across his muscular torso. He too has a mask on, so I can't see his face. But I can see the rest of him. His legs are very muscular. His platform turns and I get a good look at a sexy ass with tight cheeks. The rotation continues and his delicious looking dick comes into view. With small waist and prominent abs for a background, it stands up stiff and curved, sporting a pulsing head that appears about to explode.

Plentiful precum streams from it and down the curved shaft. It's not too long, but just long enough. The underside of the shaft is swollen, full of his hot blood. He spreads his legs and the two girls appear, one behind and one in front.

The one behind stoops down and sucks his balls and the other opens wide to take the head of his dick in her mouth. He holds her head and begins to fuck her in the mouth with short easy strokes. The girl sucking his balls starts finger fucking him in his ass and he begins to speed up and with each stroke goes deeper into the girl's mouth. He pulls her face completely onto his dick as he yells out and fills her tiny mouth with hot cum, a lot of cum. I can see it running down her chin. He pushes her violently off his dick and she falls to the floor.

Both girls crawl quickly into the darkness, leaving him looking down at me, his dick is red and pulsing up and down. Cum runs down the shaft onto his sac. He steps off the platform and lunges forward to run his arms under my legs and pulls me toward him. My pussy is screaming for his dick.

My knees are bent and my legs open and he pulls me further until I slide onto his still strong erection and all the oil and his cum make the entry effortless and he is balls deep in my pussy. My ass is hanging off the platform and he begins driving into me with great energy, his arms wrapped around my thighs, grunting with the effort. I feel his large hands gripping my thighs. He fucks me faster and faster and my whole body is being pounded back and forth. My breasts are moving with my body, the nipples still very sensitive. I reach with both hands to claw at my erect clit and I feel him hitting my hands with each stroke.

A gigantic orgasm starts at my clit and shimmers into my pussy and up my body, across my belly and breasts and invades my head with vibrations and little electric shocks. I am gritting my teeth and my entire body is quivering. My eyes feel like they will pop out. I am having the climax of my life. He falls forward onto me and I wrap my arms around his shoulders and my legs around his hips pulling him deeper into me. I can feel his dick pulsing up and down inside, touching my cervix. My pussy and ass begin to spasm as my orgasm peaks. "Oh fuuuuck. This is too fucking much! Don't stop! Keep fucking me!"

Suddenly he fills me up with his hot cum with several powerful spurts and it runs out of me down onto my clinching ass and down to the rug. He pulls out and milks the rest onto my swollen pussy and belly. My last view of him with his powerful still hard dick in his hand is burned into my brain forever. He slips back into the darkness and the two girls appear and as the lights dim, and they lick all his cum off me. I hear the applause from the crowd and the music fades.

I lay there completely sated as I listen to the murmuring as everyone leaves. Queenie leans over me and whispers "You were awesome. Let's get you cleaned up and on your way."

Oh, yeah. I need to be in the regular rotation. I'm ready now to go again right now, sore pussy be damned.

I am loving this rich bitch life of mine. I need to put all my responsibilities aside for a time and work on some new mischief. This spell from Queenie looks to carry over to my entire circle of family and friends and beyond, going forward. It's nice not having inhibitions and hang ups any longer. Let's Make Fucking Great Again is my new mantra.

To be continued.