Emile Bosch - Beverly Hills vixens

"Really?" exclaimed Kim.

"Go for it," said Nancy.

"All right," said Kim, "let me have the special service."

"Right this way," said Nancy.

She escorted Kim to a rear room. It was empty except for a small raised platform and three chairs. "Stand up on there," said Nancy, pointing to the platform. Kim did as she was told.

Next came in three men, one not much older than twenty, another in his forties, and a third in his sixties. They were dressed in black tuxedos. They sat down on the three chairs.

"Who are they?" asked Kim.

"They are the special service," said Nancy. "They've been demographically chosen to provide the most comprehensive feedback. To help you determine which is the sexiest outfit for you."

"How delightful," said Tammy. "I just love immediate feedback."

"Take off your clothes and put on the outfits one by one," said Nancy.

Although it all sounded a bit strange, Kim knew that Beverly Hills was always on the cutting edge of fashion and style. Besides, who could be better to determine the sexiest outfit than three demographically chosen men?

First, Kim removed her high heels. Then she hiked up her skirt so that she could roll down her pantyhose. Slowly, she unbuttoned her silk blouse and pulled it off. She was wearing a white lacy bra underneath. Next, she unbuckled her skirt and let it drop to the platform. Now she was standing there only in her panties and bra.

"You must remove everything," said Nancy. "Our creations won't fit over underthings."

"Oh, of course," said Kim.

The men in the tuxedos watched impassively as Kim unhooked her bra and took it off, her tits bouncing upward, released from their nylon bondage. Next, she shucked off her panties. Her red bush seemed to be on fire. She couldn't believe it, but she was getting turned on. It was like she was returning to her old life, before she met William and started living the Beverly Hills life. Back in those days, she had been Gigi Galore, a stripper. But her past was now her little secret.

She picked up the first outfit and put it on. It was just a pretty little satin bikini panty with a dip front and lots of lacy lace.

"Now, that," said Nancy, "is worn topless. With a bosom the size of yours, it works quite wonderfully, a beautiful compliment to your upper body."

The three men in tuxedos had taken out pads of paler and were writing furiously, studying Kim carefully.

Kim's next outfit was a stretch lace bandeau bra. With its underwire support, it lifted her tits high, yet was cut low enough so that her big round nipples were pleasingly displayed. On her bottom, she wore a matching bikini, cut low on the hips.

The men wrote furious, crossing and recrossing their legs.

"Now, this next creation," said Nancy, "is sure to have a strong effect on the man of your choice."

Kim stripped down again, then put on a see-through teddy, decorated with an overlay of white lace and ribbon beading. It was so sheer that her tan lines showed through perfectly.

By now, with all this dressing and undressing in front of these men, Kim's pussy was dripping wet. She hoped it wouldn't stain anything.

When she appeared in front of the men in the teddy, she knew she must be having some effect, for all three men had very obvious boners, straining against their pants. Kim was getting into it now, just as she had when she worked the strip clubs. She dipped and turned, then bent over and wiggled her firm ass, giving the men a good idea of what it must be like to fuck her from behind.

On the sidelines, Tammy laughed. "She was always a shy girl," she told Nancy.

Soon, the men had actually taken their dicks out of their pants and were jerking off. When Kim saw this, she knew she had found the right nightie. "Wrap this one up," she told Nancy.

She stripped off he nightie and handed it to the shop girl. Of course, Kim now had other ideas. After all, here she was, nude, in front of three beautiful and large pricks. She looked at her companions.

"What do you say we give these judges a little tip for all their hard work?" she said.

Tammy had been looking at the men and had come up with the same idea. She nodded hungrily, licking her lips. "I think they should be rewarded for all their hard, hard work."

"There's three dressing rooms at the rear of the store," said Nancy, "and… they're empty at the present moment."

Kim stepped down off the platform and walked over to the youngest man, her big tits bouncing ever so slightly. "Why don't you help me get dressed then?" she purred.

The young man nodded vigorously. "My pleasure, ma'am."

She turned and led the man into the first dressing room. Tammy looked over at the middle-aged man. "I'd like to see what else you have in stock myself," she said.

"Oh," said the man, "I think you'll find that our inventory is quite extensive."

"Then let's try it on," said Tammy, and they disappeared into the second dressing room.

Nancy looked over at the older gentleman. "Well, Pops, that leaves us. How's your merchandise?"

"Styles come and go," said the older gentleman, "but true quality always stands up, er, out."

Nancy gave a little laugh and with the older gentleman, walked arm in arm into the last dressing room. Soon, all manner of moans and groans began emanating from the trio of curtained dressing rooms.

Behind curtain number one, Kim immediately fell to her knees before the young man and unzipped his tuxedo pants. She reached in and pulled out an eight-inch cock.

"My goodness," said Kim, "this is a pleasant surprise."

"Service is our business," replied the young man, standing with legs slightly spread, hands locked behind his back. Kim's tongue began flicking up and down the length of his splendid prick, careful not to put it into her mouth yet, not quite yet. Then, very gently, she sunk a little lower on her knees and positioned her head under his dick, so that she could give his balls a nice tonguing, lifting them in her fingers so that her tongue could reach every little part of the cum-orbs.

This soon had the young man's dick at its fiercest erectness. It was positively red with excitement, ready to burst, and already leaking pre-cum all over Kim's face.

"No, no, not yet," said Kim. "The best is yet to cum."

She kept tickling his prick with her tongue, never inserting it into her mouth until he finally had to shout out, "Oh, madam, please, you've got to take me in your mouth, suck me, please, madam, I can't take it anymore."

"Do you want me to put your big, private member in my little mouth?" said Kim, teasing.

"Oh, shit, yes!"

"Are you going to keep it big and hard for little old me."

"I'm going to fuck your face as it's never been fucked before," roared the younger man. "On that, you can depend, I assure you, madam."

"Very well, then." Kim gave a little laugh, then began rubbing the dick along her cheeks and all over her face, as if it was some kind of powder puff. She licked his shaft, starting from his balls and slowly working her way to the man's own red head, swollen with engorged pleasure. She opened her mouth wide and started towards the dick.

Kim reached down to her pussy and slipped a finger into her moist slit. "Oooh, I'm going to suck this dick good," she said.

"I'm sure you will," said the young man. With that, he put his hands behind her head and gently eased her mouth around his dick.

"Oh, yes, yes, yes," he cried.

Kim fondled her breasts, pulling at the nipples with one hand while the other was rapidly jerking off her clit. All the time, her head was going back and forth like a piston, giving the huge prick a delightful tonsil massage. She soon had the young man's dick shoved all the way down her throat, until his balls bouncing explosively about her chin. Then she brought it out again until the young man's head was leaning back and he was moaning, "Oh, madam, give me head, give me head."