Rekam Tuls
Part 6
Mark had hoped, that he and Julie would spend a nice day at the races. And now he was walking alone through the paddock, just because Julie had decided she’d prefer to go shopping with her stupid girlfriends from college. Mark knew that she didn’t like motor racing that much, but she could at least show some interest in his likings. While he talked to Pete from “Joe’s Garage” his eyes wandered over the crowd, strolling up the paddock area, when suddenly his gaze fell on a weird group. A guy, around forty years of age, passed him by, with two very hot girls clinging to each of his shoulders. On his left, he had a blonde, and the one on his right seemed to be of Latin decent. The girls were both clad into extremely tight outfits. They looked like grid girls. ‘No’, Mark corrected himself, with their very curvaceous bodies they looked like a porn vision of grid girls. Their outfits revealed more than they covered.
The blond wore a pink minidress that ended an inch below her round ass. The top was closed over her breasts with a clip, that seemed to be very solid, regarding how the stretched material clung to her chest. The way her breasts strained against the fabric made visible a good amount of naked flesh, from above as well as from below. Her nipples stood hard against the top and the way her breasts were flattened against her chest showed that they obviously were real. She wore little pink sockets and pink high-heel sandals that gave her ass a nice wiggle. ‘Pink Barbie doll’, was the first term that came to Mark’s mind. The Latina looked even hotter. It was obvious that she had a really big ass since at least half of it was spilling out of her glossy red hot pants. Like her cheeks were spilling out from underneath her shorts, the top of her tits were spilling out of her equally red bustier. There was no other way to refer to her breasts other than as ‘tits’. And man, did she look hot. Her dark skin contrasted wonderfully with her shiny red outfit and her full lips just seemed to have ‘cocks enter here, please’ written over them. Her soft, half-naked ass wobbled even more than the blonde’s.
What struck Mark most, was the way, the guy openly let his hands wander over both of the girls’ bodies. Most of the time he had them on their butts, giving them an occasional pat or pinching their cheeks. At other times he had his hands over their shoulders, letting his forearm dangling down over their tits. Mark even saw him once flicking the blonde’s poking nubs. All he got as a reaction was a hot kiss with a lot of tongue. Mark knew that if he’d treated Julie this way, even in private, she’d slap him and tell him to fuck off instantly. He had followed the group, curious at what liberties the girls would allow this guy. They obviously not only let him do whatever he wanted, but openly enjoyed his ministrations, even encouraging him, by pressing their bodies further into him. ‘Lucky dude’, he thought, when he saw him looking at him. His first reaction was to look away, but when he saw him smiling, Mark smiled back. The stranger waved him over. “Hello there, young man”, he greeted him, “I’m Rekam.” Mark shook his hand. “Nice to meet you, I’m Mark.”
“And these”, Rekam introduced his girls, “are Angie and Barbie.” “Hi there”, they said in unison and Mark couldn’t help but stare at their heaving chests. Rekam smiled when he saw the boy ogling his pets. “You look familiar... Aren’t you the quarterback of our college team?” Rekam asked. Mark turned his gaze from Angie’s breasts and looked to Rekam. “Yes, I am”, he said with pride. “You know, I always believed in supporting young people. How about, I invite you to be my guest for today? We intend to watch the race and then have a bite at ‘Freddie’s’” Rekam smiled at him invitingly. “I don’t know...” “Aw come on, from what I can see you came here alone.” He looked at the pets clinging to his sides. “And I’ve got more escort than I could probably handle.” Barbie giggled and spoke to Mark: “Don’t believe him. He easily can wear us out both.” “Weird.” Mark spoke to himself. “There’s nothing weird about it”, Rekam answered. “I offer a nice and successful young student to spend the day with me and my pets.” Did he just say ‘pets’? “What are you, a pimp or something?”
Rekam laughed heartily. “Oh no, not at all. It just happens that these fillies here are happy to do whatever I tell them. Angie here once owned several Cajun restaurants and Barbie had been a Human resources manager at a big company. They just had enough of their boring lives and I helped them to overcome all their repressed sexuality and to discover their true nature. Since then they live with me as my personal sluts and we live together as a happy family, don’t we girls?” he asked, patting their butts, earning approving giggles. “And I’m pretty sure, they’d love if you join us.” Both girls happily agreed. “Oh yeah, Mark, come with us, we’d be so happy. You won’t regret it.” What had he to lose? The speedway was some distance away from his home town so chances were low, he would be seen by someone who knew him. “Okay, okay, I’m convinced”, he gave in. Rekam smiled and took one step back, pushing his dolls in front of him. “Well then, choose your girlfriend of the day!” The scantily clad girls posed for him, giving him seductive smiles. Mark’s mouth felt very dry, when he finally spoke. “Barbie.” The blonde hushed over, snuggling up against him.
Glancing at his watch, Rekam noticed that they only had 20 minutes left until the start of the race, so he egged the group on. Not sure what to do, Mark carefully placed his arm over Barbie’s shoulder, while they walked to the stands. Could it be that she shuddered at his touch? After around 50 yards of walking, Barbie grabbed his hand. “That won’t do”, she whispered to him and draw his forearm down her front so his hand rested on her barely covered right breast. When his index finger touched her poking nipple she let out a small gasp. Then she gave him a quick peck on his cheek. “That’s better, isn’t it?” she batted her eye-lashes at him. Mark still couldn’t believe it. This beautiful blonde not only allowed him to touch her in a very indecent way, she actually encouraged him to do it. “And you really don’t mind, if I touch your b- b- breasts this way?” he asked. She frowned. “What I really mind is you calling them ‘breasts’. There are better names for those babies, don’t you think?” she asked, giving her upper body a little wiggle.
Rekam, who had watched the whole scene, encouraged him. “Tell her! She wants to hear it. What has been the first name that came to your mind when you saw them?” “Well... tits.” “Yeah baby, now you got it.” Barbie smiled. “Tell me more. Do you like my tits? Give them other names. Don’t be shy, sweetie.” Never ever had a girl encouraged him to use dirty names for her body parts. Mark could feel his cock rising up to the occasion. “Boobs.” “More.” “Shirt puppies.” “More, tell me what you’d like to do with my huge slut tits.” Barbie had a very flushed face now. She was obviously getting turned on by his abuse. Mark could swear that her nipples stood even harder against the soft pink fabric of her dress. What a slut! Now he wanted to check how far he could go. “Oh, I’d love to see you on your knees with your large hooters wrapped around my cock.” That was it, but he had to say it. She had acted like a cheap whore and he just had to treat her like one. Mark prepared to get slapped in the face but instead found her hot body pressed into his. “I’d love to fuck your big schlong with my hooters”, she whispered into his ear. “There’s a toilet over there. Let me show you what a dirty slut I really am. I know you want it to. I can feel your hard cock in my crotch. Please... My little cunnie is soaking wet.”
Mark’s face went beat red and he looked at Rekam who gave him an approving nod. “She’s a real hottie. I wouldn’t turn down an offer like that. You got your tickets. I’m sure you’ll find Angie and me afterwards.” With that he continued his walk to the stands, his hand still on the half-naked cheeks of Angie’s fat ass. When Mark looked back at Barbie he found her licking her lips in anticipation. The gleam in her eyes showed him, what she wanted. And he was determined by now, to give it to her. Carefully, so they wouldn’t get noticed they entered the men’s restroom and hurried directly into a booth. Mark hadn’t locked the door, when Barbie already was down on her knees, fumbling with his zipper. When his erect cock sprang free, she arched her back, looking up at him invitingly. “Serve yourself”, she hushed. With trembling hands he opened the clip that held the two pans of her top together. They whipped to the side and her unrestricted tits literally jumped forward. Mark looked at the perfectly rounded globes. They were larger than he had imagined. No wonder they had strained so much against the fabric. Their regained fullness showed how much they had been pressed into her chest.
Her nipples stood out proud and hard like spikes. He couldn’t help but grab them between his thumb and forefinger, eliciting a deep moan from the blonde girl. He pinched them and began rolling them, causing Barbie to gasp. She pressed her tits further into his palms, when he began twisting them. “Oh baby, I like that...” she encouraged him. Mark was getting bolder now, pinching her rosebuds harder, pushing and pulling. It only spurred her on. He chuckled when he imagined what Julie might say, if she saw him now. Judie just let him feel up her breasts through her clothes now and then, and when he got too eager, she always had stopped him. Barbie obviously enjoyed his grabbing and groping. She even urged him on to do more, meowing like a kitten while she offered her tits to him. “Keep going... Mmhh... that feels really good... You’re an expert at handling a girl’s tits... You must make your girlfriend very happy...” “Oh yeah”, he growled, “she won’t even let me touch her naked tits.” Had he just called Julie’s breasts ‘tits’? She would kick his balls if she knew.
But Barbie was so willing, so pliable, she had put him to the point of no return. “Poor baby”, Barbie declared, while she licked a drop of pre-cum from Mark’s rod. “Your girlfriend really must be some stuck-up prude.” She kissed the head of his dick, sending shivers through his body. “Here let me make up for her.” Barbie pressed her chest into his crotch so that his dick now rested in the valley of her exceptional deep cleavage. She began moving her body up and down his cock, while she took his hands and placed them on the outside of her tits. Mark soon got the message and pushed her boobs into his cock until he felt the right pressure. His cock was now totally enveloped in Barbie’s soft tit-flesh, and he had to use all his willpower to not come right away. But when he felt her tongue licking the tip of his cock every time it came through the tunnel of her cleavage, he simply couldn’t hold back anymore. “Cumming!” he hissed through clenched teeth, and then he began shooting his load. Mark was about to shy away from Barbie, but when he saw, how her eyes were fixed on his spurting cock he just let go.
Mark covered the blonde’s face and hair in sticky white goo. She even managed to catch some of it in her mouth. Barbie truly was the epitome of a total slut, since she obviously enjoyed even the degradation of having her face plastered by his dick. “Wow,” she exclaimed while scooping up a line of cum from her chin and feeding it into her mouth, “that was quick. I’m sorry I made you cum so fast. How about I try to blow some life back into your wonderful fuck-stick so you can enjoy my tits more leisurely. I’ll do a really good job now, I promise.” She somewhat anxiously looked up at him. Mark had just had the fuck of his life and she apologized for a job poorly done? Right at this moment Mark knew he would never again be able to have sex any other way than with a willing female who only felt responsible for his pleasure, not caring for her own needs. He had to find someone like Barbie, some hot little thing he’d have at his beck and call. He needed to talk to Rekam. Hadn’t he said he had brought out the sluts in Barbie and Angie? And the way he treated them! “Please, I’ll make it up to you”, Barbie whined, thinking he was upset with her. Awesome! Incredible! Mark was addicted.
“Okay, show me your best, slut”, he snarled at her, wondering about her reaction. She smiled at him. “Right away, Sir.” Her licking tongue on the underside of his cockhead did wonders to his dick and she had him hard within a minute. This time he let her do all the work, enjoying the sight as she pressed her own tits against his dick, while she moved her body up and down, occasionally licking the tip of his cock. “You better hurry up a little”, Mark addressed her, “the race already started. Not that you’re not doing a great job, Barbie. You’re gorgeous.” Barbie smiled at him at his compliment, redoubling her efforts to bring him off. He had a nice cock, not as big as Rekam’s, but nice. She fucked him now with her tits and mouth, her expert ministrations letting him rush towards explosion. When he felt like coming, he grabbed her head and held it buried in his crotch. Barbie understood and when he released his seed she drank it all down. When he had completely emptied his balls, Mark withdrew his cock and put it back into his trousers. He suddenly realized that he had no idea whether she had come or not. But then he realized he had no need to bother. Her needs were of no matter at all. He definitely had to talk with Rekam!
Mark helped Barbie close the top over her heavy tits, wishing he could let her walk around with naked tits. He was pretty sure, that she wouldn’t have bothered at all, but he also knew damn sure, that the local police would have never tolerated public obscenities. So they walked to the stands, his hand resting on her firm ass and sat beside Rekam and Angie. Rekam and him shared the same knowing smiles as Barbie and Angie. The fun they had had together was more than obvious. The race went without any recognizable events, despite the fact, that Mark had his hand in Barbie’s crotch, occasionally rubbing her clit. The blonde came several times fighting hard to stifle her screams. Mark had told her that she deserved a reward for the best tit-fuck he ever had. He didn’t tell her, of course, that it had been his first, but he somehow felt that it couldn’t be any better. Rekam observed the change in Mark’s behavior with some amusement. He certainly had the day of his life, and it wasn’t over yet.
Rekam waited for his next move until they sat at ‘Freddie’s’. “Tell me Mark, how did you enjoy your day?” He looked at Barbie, who still was clinging to him. “It was incredible. I wish I had a girlfriend like Barbie.” She pecked his cheek. “Isn’t he a sweetie?” Rekam reached out his hand and took Barbie’s. “Sorry, dude. She’s mine, and I won’t let her go.” Barbie’s expression changed at this statement. Mark knew that she liked him, and he still remembered that lustful gleam when she had looked up to him while he had tit-fucked her. But as she looked at Rekam, Mark saw so much more; admiration, adoration, lust, arousal, devotion, submission... love. He lost his hold on her, allowing her to stand up and sit beside Rekam. Barbie whispered something into his ear and the forty year old spoke to him. “I hear you have some problems with your girlfriend?” Taking all his will together Mark began to tell him everything: how much he loved Julie, how he wished she were more compliant, more sexually open.
“I don’t want a total bimbo like Barbie...” he suddenly stopped, looking half-heartedly at the blonde. “Sorry, l didn’t meant to... It’s just...” “Calm down, sweetie”, she smiled at him, “I love being a bimbo. I am a blonde bimbo-slut and that’s all I ever wanted to be. And you cannot say you didn’t enjoy fucking my titties. I liked it a lot. Tell him Rekam, tell him I’m your little Barbie-slut.” “Of course you are”, Rekam told her and then addressed Mark again, “Barbie is the bimbo-slut I always saw in her. Just like this Latin bitch is my little Angie-whore... But back to your girlfriend...” Mark felt relieved that nobody was upset with him and carefully listened to what Rekam had to say. He told the young student everything he had done with Angela and Barbara. Finally he offered to install his program onto Mark’s computer. With the recently made improvements, it just had to run one day to get the desired results. Rekam would of course make sure, that the program would be destroyed after that. With Barbie and Angie sitting opposite him as a living proof, Mark couldn’t but believe what he had been told. They quickly went through Mark’s idea of an ‘improved’ Julie and set the installation date for Wednesday. After Rekam had paid, they separated. Watching the swinging behinds of Rekam’s sluts, as they strolled away, Mark imagined how his life with Julie would change.