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The Bodyguard

Part One

By Jo. SchmidtPublished 4 years ago 10 min read

Missy St. Peters 85th birthday celebration had gone completely and 100% according to plan. Dinner was perfect and delicious, the speeches from her children and grandchildren were beautiful and Missy was having a lovely time.

Missy’s youngest granddaughter, Chelsea, was feeling the complete opposite as her grandmother as she sat at one of the tables in the hall with a few of her cousins. Having expected the evening to be incredibly dull, Chelsea had prepared herself. She had hidden a flask of rum in her Prada clutch and had been sneaking swigs of it all night long. She had charged her phone to 100% before leaving her house that evening in order to stay in constant contact with her friends and followers on Instagram. And another thing keeping her smiling throughout the insanely boring evening was the pair of steel Kegel balls that had been inserted inside her earlier this evening before she left her condo.

Every time she shifted her legs they moved inside her and she had to bite her lip to prevent herself from moaning in pleasure in front of all her older cousins. This wasn’t the first time she had been dared to wear them on a night out, but it was the first time she was surrounded by her family as well as the press covering the event while they were in her.

After all the speeches, her father had asked her to dance and the single dance with him nearly had her climaxing in front of everyone as the balls shifted around inside of her in such an arousing way. After only one dance, she was forced to retire to her seat so it wouldn’t happen again.

Feeling a vibration in her clutch, Chelsea fished out her iPhone and read the text message she had received.

Ben: How’s it going? That dance nearly killed you.

Chelsea grinned at the message. Wherever Ben was, she loved that he had been watching her and noticed how the balls were affecting her.

She sent back a reply to him.

Chelsea: I am way over this party. If I don’t get out of here soon, I’m going to lose my mind, and if I don’t get these balls out of me, I’m going to cum in my panties in front of everyone.

Ben: Mmmm, just the thought of that is making me hard.

Chelsea: Good! I want to get the hell out of here!

Ben: Shall I call the car?

Chelsea: YES! I will say a quick good-bye and then let’s get the fuck out of here!

Carefully standing up to prevent the kegels from moving too much, Chelsea said her quick farewells to her cousins at the table, then walked to the main table where her father was speaking to her grandma Missy.

Her grandmother smiled as she watched Chelsea approach.

“My darling,” she said, in her soft voice, “are you having a good time?”

“I am Grandma Missy,” Chelsea said, taking Missy’s hand in hers. “But I do unfortunately have to go now.”

“Oh?” Missy said, her face falling slightly. “I’m so sorry to hear that, my dear.”

“I’m sorry I have to leave so soon,” Chelsea said, apologetically. “But I have an early meeting with one of my counsellors for school tomorrow.”

“Well, of course,” Missy said. “We don’t want you falling behind in school or anything. You go my dear and I’ll see you later.”

After giving her Grandmas a kiss on the cheek, Chelsea turned to her father. “Bye, daddy,” she said, holding her arms open for a hug.

“Are you going back to Beverly Hills?” he asked her, as he hugged her.

“No,” she replied. “I’m going to stay in my condo. It’s closer to school.” Her parents' large home in Beverly Hills would also have at least two maids there throughout the night as well as her mother and father whenever they returned from the party. Going back to her apartment would mean her and Ben would be alone. “But I’ll come by after my meeting tomorrow,” she assured him.

“Sounds great,” her dad said, smiling.

As they pulled out of their hug, Chelsea felt a tap on her shoulder and turned to see her bodyguard, Watson, standing behind her.

“Your car is ready, Ms. St. Peters,” he told her.

Chelsea smiled at him. “Thank you Watson.” Turning back to her father, she smiled and said goodnight to him and to her grandmother one last time.

“Goodnight, love,” her father said.

As they turned to leave, her father stopped Watson for a moment. “Will you be making sure she gets home safely?”

“I will ride in the car home to her condo and make sure the security system is activated before I leave, sir,” Watson assured him.

“Thank you, Watson. Have a good night.”

As Chelsea and Watson walked further out of the hall, Watson placed a gentle hand on her back. It was a protective gesture more than anything, but as they left the banquet hall of the hotel and made their way to the lobby where the car would be waiting outside, Watson’s hand moved lower and lower to the small of Chelsea’s back. She didn’t stop him.

Outside the hotel doors, a black Audi SUV was parked, the driver standing at the back door, waiting for his passengers.

The walk from the hall to the car was killing Chelsea. The balls were moving around in her like crazy and she found herself speed walking to the car to get there and sit down again before she came all over herself. Seeing the car and then the driver opening up the back door for her, she sighed in relief and ran to the car, stepping up and into the tall SUV. Watson followed behind her, climbing in and buckling up in the seat next to her.

After the two were in, the driver closed the door and made his way around, getting behind the wheel of the car.

“Where too, Ms. St. Peters?” he asked her, looking into the rear-view mirror.

“My condo,” she instructed him.

With a nod, the driver put the car into drive and pulled away from the hotel into the traffic of Los Angeles.

They had been driving silently for maybe ten minutes when Chelsea felt Watson’s hand on her leg and his lips at her ear.

“How are the kegel balls treating you?” he whispered.

Chelsea bit her lip to keep herself from giggling. All she wanted was to get back to her apartment and have Ben pull these damn balls out of her and replace them with his cock. If it weren’t for the driver, she would have started the process here in the car, but no one could know about the relationship she had with her bodyguard.

After what felt like hours, the SUV finally pulled up in front of her apartment building. It was a modern and expensive condo complex near UCLA. Her dad had purchased one of the units so she would have an easier commute to school and since her dad had paid for the flat in cash, she didn’t need a roommate.

“Thank you so much,” Chelsea said to the driver as Ben opened the door and the two of them made their way out of the car. Chelsea walked at a normal pace to the entrance of the building, not trying to look suspicious to the driver. The outdoor style of the complex meant the driver would be able to see Chelsea up until she entered her apartment, so Ben walked at an even pace behind her, neither of them touching or interacting in any way.

The moment they were in Chelsea’s apartment and the door was locked behind them, Ben grabbed Chelsea and touched her in the way he had been aching for all evening. He shoved her hard up against the wall and slammed his lips onto hers, kissing her hard and forcefully. Chelsea kissed him back and immediately stripped him out of the suit jacket he was wearing. After his jacket, Chelsea went for the buttons of the white button-up he was wearing, undoing them as quickly as she could. The moment his shirt was off his body and on the floor with his jacket, Ben grabbed at Chelsea’s arms and held them against the wall, above her head.

He looked into her eyes and Chelsea stared back at him. His handsome brown eyes were filled with lust and desire. “How bad do you want me to pull those balls out of your pussy?” he asked her.

“So bad, Ben,” she whined. “They have been driving me crazy all night. I’ve been so close to cuming so many times and haven’t been able too.”

“I can’t believe you had them up your cunt all night long,” he told her. “In front of your family. You are so fucking naughty.” He dipped his head down and sucked on her earlobe, something that drove Chelsea absolutely crazy. “Maybe you should leave them up there all night long just to punish you for being such a little slut.”

“Oh God,” Chelsea cried. “Please no! Please take them out and fuck me, Ben.”

Letting go of her arms, Ben stepped back from her. “Take off your dress,” he ordered her.

Chelsea quickly obeyed, the champagne coloured Dior dress she had worn to the event was backless, meaning she wasn’t wearing a bra. She slid the straps of the dress off her arms and let the dress fall to the floor in a satin puddle. Standing before Ben wearing nothing but a pair of black Jimmy Choo heels and a lace thong from Victoria’s Secret, Chelsea never felt so beautiful with the way Ben’s eyes went up and down her body.

After staring at her body for a few moments, he got on his knees in front of her and kissed the inner portion of her legs, slowly moving his way up to her sex. Chelsea moaned with every kiss wishing he was between her legs already. She could feel herself dripping as he teased her and with the kegel balls still inside her, every move she made, brought her closer and closer to climaxing.

Finally, Ben took the fabric of her thong in his fingers and slowly pulled it down her legs. Hanging down between her legs was a silicone loop. Ben bit his lip as he stared at it, knowing that at his request, Chelsea had worn the balls inside her all evening, and also seeing her reaction when he finally pulled them out of her.

Putting his finger through the loop, he looked up at Chelsea’s face then lightly tugged at the loop, not enough to pull them out, but just enough for there to be movement inside her. Chelsea whimpered at the tease and Ben grinned up at her devilishly and then, in one quick motion, Ben pulled the kegel balls out of her hard and fast.

Instant orgasim.

The balls moving around inside her all evening, nearly causing her to cum from merely walking around, and now being pulled from her, it was all so pleasurable and Chelsea couldn’t help but scream out as she came hard.

Ben didn’t allow her to a single moment to come down from the high he had taken her too. While she stood there shaking, he picked her up and kissed her. Chelsea wrapped her legs around his large upper body as he carried her to the master bedroom of the condo.

Dropping her onto the king sized bed, he stared at her naked body, her panties and shoes having been left behind, and undid his belt and the fly of his pants. He dropped his pants and boxers at the same time, then climbed onto the bed, climbing on top of Chelsea. His 9 inch cock was hard and ready for her, as it had been most of the evening as he imagined her walking around the party with the kegels inside her. He kissed her and held onto her head as he spread her legs apart with his knee then positioned himself at her entrance, and without any other warning to her, he thrust himself inside her.

Normally Ben loved teasing her, working her up with foreplay, not going inside her until she was begging for him, but he knew the kegel balls had been more than enough foreplay for her today. Tomorrow he would tease her with a new toy.

Chelsea moaned loudly and dug her nails into his back as he pounded in and out of her tight pussy.

“You like that?” he asked her as he went deeper inside her. “You like my thick cock inside you?”

“Yes,” she moaned. “I fucking love it.”

Ben pinched one of her nipples, causing her to gasp in pain. “You’re such a slut, it’s so fucking sexy.”

Ben continued fucking her hard, moving his lips from her lips to her neck to her ear and Chelsea moaned and cried out with every move he made inside her. She felt her body begin to shake as she got closer and closer to her orgasim. Ben felt her getting closer, as her cunt began tightening around his cock and he found himself sweating and he pulled himself out, just to slam it right back inside Chelsea.

“Oh fuck, I’m going to cum,” he told her. He pulled Chelsea up into a sitting position and held her body against his as he thrust inside her several more times before they came at the same time. Chelsea threw her head back and cried out as she felt Ben empty himself inside her.

He held her there for a while as they both breathed in and out slowly. After a few minutes, Ben’s cock softened and slipped out of Chelsea. After that, Ben kissed her forehead and laid her gently onto her back. They had never had to use a condom since Chelsea had been using birth control since she was 18 years old, and it always turned Ben on watching as his seed dripped out of her pussy and down her leg.

“Are you going to stay the night?” Rachel asked him.

“If you want me too,” he said.

Rachel crawled under the covers, and held them open for him to come under as well. “Of course I want you too,” she told him.

He smiled and went under the blankets, pulling her close to him. “Then I will stay.”


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