Nicola's Investment, Part 4

by Paperback Writer

This is a work of fiction and complete fantasy.

While this chapter is submitted under my name, RealNicola has become more than an inspiration; she's also done extensive co-writing this time around. Most of the writing credit goes to her. Thanks should also go to F.S., who volunteered his expertise to make sure our assets and transactions were described properly.

Village of Marlow, Buckinghamshire - 30 miles outside London

The clock showed 11:22 am when Nicola opened her eyes. Next to her, a naked Grace lay on her stomach, sleeping soundly. A faint scent of pussy juice rose from under the covers. With six orgasms the night before, plus losing her cherry at the hand of Nicola, it was a long night for the little minx. Unable to resist, Nicola placed a pillow under her little darling's hips, elevating her pretty bum in the air. She gently moved the little legs apart, exposing her pussy and anus to Nicola. Still in a semi-conscious state, a sleepy Grace groaned slightly as Nicola's hands massaged the tiny butt cheeks before extending her tongue and giving the girl a long 'good morning' pussy kiss. Grace responded by pushing her hips back and up into the older woman's mouth. She was rewarded by Nicola's tongue penetrating her bum hole.

As Nicola continued her morning wake up routine, Grace's hand slipped down between her legs and began rubbing her cunny slit as well. "That's it, my love, pleasure yourself," Nicola said encouragingly, as she continued to lick. The girl's breathing quickly became ragged, as her first orgasm of the day approached.

Wasting no time, Nicola put lubricant on her fingers and penetrated the girl's now-undefended vagina, her hymen having been dispensed with the previous night. Gently she penetrated the girl's hole and moved her fingers slowly back and forth, in case her opening was still tender. Judging by Grace's animal reaction, however, it did not look to be the case. Instead, Grace's vocalizations became guttural, and she ground her little pussy against Nicola's invading fingers even more. Her breathing became faster and ragged, and she was soon in the throes of a vaginal orgasm for the first time, crying out as her passion peaked. Lust broke over Nicola, and she began to urge Grace on, "Yes, that's it my horny princess, come for Momma, there's a good girl - Who buys you dollies? Who takes you riding in her pretty car? Who loves to lick your little pussy?"

"Ohhh, yooou Mommmma, I love yoooooou" she cried out as her orgasm passed through her. As she began to unwind from her cumming she whispered again "I love you, Momma". She curled up and snuggled against Nicola, taking a nipple in her mouth and suckling gently as she tried to go back to sleep.

"Not so fast, little lazy bones," Nicola told her, reluctantly pulling the girl off of her breast. "Now it's your turn." Positioning herself face down with a pillow beneath her hips as she had positioned Grace, she did not have long to wait as she felt the little fingers exploring her pussy and the tiny tongue probing her anus. She sighed in pleasure as Grace began to demonstrate her skills and prove herself a talented pupil. Unable to passively resist the girl's tender ministrations, Nicola again took control and before long found herself looking down as she straddled little Grace's beautiful face. The tiny tongue lapped her greedily as the beginnings of an orgasm formed, and she heard herself gasping, "Grace! Oh gawd I'm going to cum in your mouth!" As the wave of ecstasy hit, she felt her love juices flow as her little one busily drank.

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Afterwards at brunch, Nicola suggested for fun that they go shopping for matching mother-daughter outfits. Walking hand-in-hand down the narrow streets they found an apparel boutique for women and girls, 'The Girls' Armoire,' and ended purchasing some fashionable mother-daughter matching outfits. In the very back there was a lingerie section, and Nicola had Grace try on some lace panties, stay-up stockings, and a couple of see-through nighties specially sized for little girls. Nicola picked out several items for purchase, Grace being delighted that Nicola was dressing her as a big girl. After paying for her purchases, the store clerk walked them to the door of the store to thank them for their patronage and bid them farewell. The woman discreetly handed her a pink business card. In raised gold letters it simply read "The Curtsey Club," and listed a phone number.

The store clerk, a woman in her late 50s, spoke to Nicola quietly. "Having shown such excellent taste in the purchases for the young lady and yourself, Madame, I suspect that you might enjoy visiting the Curtsey Club. It would allow you to mingle with other women of breeding and taste who share common interests, I daresay. Meetings are held on the first and fourth Saturday of the month. This card will serve as your invitation. The £777 cover charge is to be paid in cash; such affairs do carry a significant overhead, but I assure you the quality of the event is unsurpassed. Just call the number on the card, and a limo will be sent to convey you and your daughter to the event."

Nicola was intrigued, placing the card in her clutch purse for later consideration. She then used her cell to make a quick call to Maxine. "Come to me, I want you here. You know what to wear" was all she said.

London – Penthouse Flat on Wapping Lane, overlooking the Thames

Cassie and Maxine lay embraced in bed, murmuring soft words and exchanging kisses. As soon as they had gotten home, Cassie laid Rose in her crib, and then walked into Maxine's arms. They kissed for several minutes before Maxine led Cassie into her bedroom and slowly undressed her. Laying her new love down and taking a milky nipple in her mouth, she consumed what baby Rose had left behind while using her fingers to explore the young woman's vagina, Cassie groaning in pleasure.

Maxine then moved down and began to use her mouth to bring new pleasures to the Cassie. Using skills that she had initially learned from Mary and perfected with Nicola's guidance, Maxine slowly but expertly brought Cassie to a powerful orgasm, like nothing that her ex-husband had ever given her. Before Cassie could reciprocate, however, Maxine's private cell phone rang. It was Nicola, summoning her.

Cassie still basked in the afterglow of her new lover's attentions. "I was wondering about the right time to tell Nicola about us," Maxine told her. "I guess she's made that decision for me." With that, she kissed Cassie goodbye and left for Marlow.

Village of Marlow, Buckinghamshire - 30 miles outside London

Maxine knocked lightly on the cottage door, and heard Nicola call "Come in." She entered, and saw Nicola seated in one of two overstuffed chairs in front of the picture window, a lovely view of the ducks bobbing on the Thames. She was wearing a business suit, and a tea table was between the chairs with two steaming teacups on it. Nicola gestured to the chair opposite, and Maxine obediently sat.

Nicola began speaking, "Maxine, I've summoned you here to discuss our investment," she said. "It's been over a month since our initial transaction. As a finance and investment professional, initially my plan was to do a 'pump and dump' with Cassie – just hold her long enough to get access to Grace's sweet little body, then divest ourselves of a devaluing asset. However, it would appear that we've both come to see some personal benefits from our holdings, you with Cassie and me with Grace, wouldn't you say?"

Maxine nodded in silent agreement, wondering where Nicola was going with this, but, unable to contain herself she blurted out, "I love her, Nicola. She makes me so happy I can't even begin to describe it. As wonderful as you are, you're hardly ever with me any more. I want her constantly – I need her to be with me. I hope you understand."

Nicola stopped for a second, absorbing what Maxine as telling her. A look of shock and pain crossed her face, but she quickly regained her composure, and continued, "So, partner, it looks like our investment strategy has turned to 'buy and hold.' As an investor, you've certainly improved the value of your property. You've taught her your business and have taken her into your bed. Under your guidance Cassie now has value she's never had before and won't have if she leaves you. Well done. "

Nicola stopped for a moment and took a sip of her tea, then went on, "Grace, as you shall see, has come along better than I had hoped. In fact, she's done so well that I've become quite fond of her and decided to adopt her. She's already calling me 'Momma', in fact. Immediately upon our return I'll speak to Cassie, of course, and make her see the wisdom of allowing this. That spineless sperm donor who ran out on his daughter will be no problem. Given his personal circumstances, I'm sure his buyout price will be a low one."

"As for you and I Maxine, corporate divisions are spun off all the time to keep a company focused on its core interests. Since you have Cassie to think about, and I want to focus exclusively on Grace, it would appear that you and I have reached a diversification point in our relationship. We'll still be business partners and friends, of course, and I will always be there for you should you ever hit a rough patch, that goes without saying. But it looks like the chapter in our eight years together has run its course. Time to turn the page, so to speak. What's your thinking on the matter?"

Surprised at Nicola's agreeable reaction Maxine sat for a second, bewildered. She pondered her response as she sipped her tea. Getting her thoughts in order, she put her cup down and answered.

"Nicola, you are correct as always. Since Cassie and I have decided to build a life together, it's a good time to 'turn the page' as you say. And I'm sure you will have no trouble convincing her that your adopting Grace will be best for all concerned. You're an amazing woman, Nicola, you truly are."

Nicola leaned over and chastely kissed Maxine on the lips. "And you, my dear, are one of the smartest and sexiest women in London. I'm so glad you see things my way." She stood, and took Maxine by the hand. "But for the moment, let me show you my lovely Grace."

They stood and turned toward the closed bedroom door, Maxine walking ahead of Nicola when suddenly a strong hand grabbed her right wrist and twisted her arm behind her back and up, forcing her against the wall and pinning her there. She could hear Nicola's voice, an angry edge to it. "Honestly, Maxine, did you ever think I'd let you go free? You can have your life with your little cow in your little love nest, but you'll always be my fuck toy when I see fit. Understand?" Using her foot to spread Maxine's legs further apart, the taller woman used her other hand to lift up her captive's skirt and slip her hands down the back of the silk panties, working her hands between the asscheeks, reaching up under to feel the woman's moistening labia, sliding two fingers in and out of her pussy. "You like this, don't you, Maxine? You like it when I take control of you."

Maxine did not resist in any way, her eyes closed as lust rose up into her midsection. "Y-y-y-esss," she whispered. "I like you in control."

Nicola released Maxine's arms and turned her around, unbuttoning the front of her dress so her breasts hung free. As Nicola had ordered, Maxine was wearing no bra. Her hands caressing and squeezing the soft globes, giving the nipples a pinch or two, Nicola kissed her lover deeply, thrusting her tongue deep into Maxine's yielding mouth. "You're going to come with me now, Maxine," Nicola demanded. "You're going to help me fuck my little Grace, aren't you? I've given her some more magic hot chocolate, so she's ready for us." Again Maxine felt fingers invade her wet cunt, stroking roughly, and felt her knees getting weak.

"Yessss, Nicola," she gasped. Nicola then took Maxine by the hand again, and led her into the bedroom where Grace sitting on the bed, her face flushed, her red hair done up in a bun. Nicola had put light makeup on her eyes and cheekbones, bright red lipstick on her full lips and dressed her in a sheer peignoir tied at the front. She drew a sharp breath as the little girl got up and ran toward her, unfamiliar feelings of lust for this 5-year-old emerging from deep in her heated uterus and spreading throughout her pussy as the girl wrapped her arms around her legs in joyous greeting. It was obvious the young nymph had taken to Nicola's lessons; Maxine found herself drawn to the child as she never had been before.

"Hello, Aunt Maxine," she said enthusiastically. "Do I look pretty to you?" Maxine swallowed as she took a step back, stumbling into a chair behind her and falling into a seated position. Her mouth was suddenly dry, but she made an attempt to answer.

"Yes, Grace – you look very pretty indeed," she managed to stammer out. Grace's hand went up to the bow at the neck of the peignoir and pulled it – the top fell open, revealing her naked chest and nipples that had been dabbed with rouge.

"How about now?" Grace asked. "Momma said that I was so pretty, you'd want to eat me up. Is that true, Aunt Maxine? Do you want to eat me up?" Maxine was lost for speech as the little seductress moved closer. All she could do was nod emphatically. Grace slipped into her lap with a serpentine motion and put her arms around Maxine's neck, and whispered, "Would you like to kiss me, Aunt Maxine? Momma said you would." She lifted her face to the older woman's.

Maxine closed her eyes and put her lips on Grace's, amazed at the little tongue that probed her lips, invading her mouth. They kissed like this for several minutes, Maxine moving her hands over the girl's chest and belly. Grace spread her legs slightly, and Maxine could feel her young vulva through the silk of her thong. Grace moaned slightly as Maxine began to rub her slit through the material.

Nicola interrupted them, picking up Grace. "Enough of the appetizer, girls. Let's get to the main course, shall we?" she commanded. Taking Grace to the bed, she and Maxine undressed her, one on each side. "We're going to have a little kissing race. We start at your forehead, darling, and the first one to reach your toes gets to kiss you – this time slowly, OK?" Grace giggled and nodded her head in approval.

The two women kissed their way down her body on each side, starting at her little forehead and then to her shoulders, arms, sides, and legs before ending up sucking her little toes. The entire time, Nicola's hand was on Grace's cunny, gently rubbing it. Maxine won the race, and suddenly overcome with lust, stripped off her clothes and lay next to Grace on one side of the bed, Nicola following suit on the other side.

"Now we have a Grace sandwich!" Nicola declared, and the two women moved in to enfold the little girl between them, buried in their soft warm cocoon. She turned and kissed first Nicola, then Maxine, alternating back and forth until Maxine crawled on top of Grace, kissing her deeply. They kissed for several minutes, then Maxine heard Grace start to groan under her mouth. She stopped kissing and glanced down, seeing Nicola rubbing lubricant on the little pussy, sliding a finger in and out as if priming a pump.

Nicola then moved up to lay next to Grace, who turned her face towards her new momma. "My turn now!" she said, and began passionately kissing Grace's welcoming lips. Maxine, meanwhile, moved down Grace's body and rubbed the moistened pussy, making her groan in pleasure again. Gently opening the little legs, she lowered her mouth to the little labia, moving her tongue around to give the tiny clit and little vaginal entrance some attention. Maxine could feel Grace start to move her hips in an effort to increase the pressure on her passion flower.

As Grace's moans signaled the onset of another orgasm, Nicola clambered up the girls body and straddled her face, lowering her pussy to the little waiting lips. "That's my very good girl," Nicola moaned, "make Momma cum, yes, use your tongue like I showed you on your dolly." Ever the obedient child, Grace did as she was told.

Over the next two hours, thanks in part to the effects of the chemical in Grace's hot chocolate, Maxine's ministrations with her mouth and fingers brought the little one to ecstasy, the young girl's passionate howls muffled by Nicola's insatiable pussy on her mouth.

Although her pace initially was slow, with each passing orgasm Nicola rubbed her cunt faster and faster, crying out, urging Grace on and moaning and managing to cum three times in her mouth. When they finally stopped, Grace's face was now shiny, coated with Nicola's juices. Grace, exhausted, curled up in Nicola's arms, snuggled against her breasts as her two adult lover laid back to catch their breaths.

Eyes closed, Maxine lay quietly, thinking about how she had now pleasured Grace and Cassie both within an 8-hour period. Cassie's taste was a mature, tangy one, similar to a merlot wine – her daughter tasted more like a light claret. She heard the bedsheets rustle as Nicola was moving around, then felt hands on her ankles, spreading her legs. She opened her eyes to see Nicola lower her face between her thighs. Nicola looked up and their eyes locked. "Like I said, you'll always be mine!" Nicola whispered.

Drawing a sharp breath, Maxine felt Nicola begin to give her the same oral treatment as she had just given Grace! Starting off slowly at first, Nicola soon began to eat her lover like a pauper at a banquet, her tongue lashing the sopping lips and pushing her swollen clit from side to side. Maxine felt a solid orgasm wave wash over her, and she cried out. Exhausted Grace barely stirred. But Nicola was driven, as usual – she did not stop, and even as Maxine's orgasm began to fade it was replaced by the early throbbing of another one, which washed through her soon after. Still, Nicola did not let up.

Finally, Maxine had to beg, "Aaaah! Nicola, please, have mercy! I'm not that young anymore! You're going to kill me if you keep this up!" Laughing now, Nicola crawled up and kissed Maxine with her cum-soaked mouth, then wrapped her arms protectively around Grace as the silver-haired woman lay back to catch her breath, what was left of it.

Maxine began to see the persona of Nicola she had fallen in love with all those years ago, She was still beautiful, of course, but while she had always been confident, when they were first together it was like a romance; these days Nicola was all business, even though she was engaged in pleasure. They lay there quietly for a while, reminiscing, laughing, and exchanging soft kisses as they used to. Maxine found herself wishing she could freeze the moment. Then, as Grace began to stir awake, the old Nicola vanished; the efficient Nicola was back.

"You two have been taken care of, now it's my turn," Nicola said. "I want lots of tongue in both my holes now. Standing up, Nicola instructed Grace to kneel down on the edge of the mattress. Then, she stood in front of the young girl and faced way from the bed, bending at the waist so Grace was able to lean forward and put her tongue in Nicola's ass crack. "That's my girl, just like I showed you," she told Grace.

As Grace began her efforts, Nicola instructed Maxine to kneel down on the carpet before her. "OK, my Silver Fox. You know what to do," and Maxine began to suck her cunt. As the pair began to develop a steady pace, Nicola began to sway backwards and forwards into their mouths. Grace's face was lost between her bum cheeks. Nicola's juices began to flow in earnest, almost drowning Maxine with cum fluid. Maxine, now back for the moment in her role as the obedient lover, began to greedily swallow and begged for more. "Please Nicola, fill me up! Give it to me! Give it all to me!"

Nicola began to moan, her legs shaking as the double tonguing and oral stimulation finally overwhelmed her as her orgasm rolled in...

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Later, the trio knelt under the water flow of the oversized shower of the small cottage. Nicola and Maxine were being soaped down by their tiny caretaker; Grace, for her part, ran her hands over every part of the older women's bodies, making sure their breasts were nice and clean as well as their pussies.

"Grace," Nicola said, "Let's show Aunt Maxine your favorite shower game. Stand up, Maxine." Maxine rose to her feet, as did Nicola. Grace stayed on her knees, waiting. "OK, baby, here it comes," Nicola said, and Grace positioned herself directly under Nicola, leaned back her head and opened her mouth. Nicola let go a urine stream into Grace's mouth, the squeezed it off as it began to flow down her chin and stomach. Grace made a show of swallowing it, then smiled and scooted over underneath Maxine.

"Your turn to pee!" she said, and positioned herself funder Maxine as she had under Nicola.

"Now Grace, what did I tell you?" Nicola corrected her, "Babies call it pee. Big girls call it piss. Now Maxine is going to piss in your mouth, and I want you to drink everything she gives you. Go ahead Maxine. Grace really likes it." Obediently, Maxine widened her stance, and then let her stream go. The young girl tried her best to accommodate as much as she could, swallowing a couple of times as the remainder ran down her slim body. When it was all done, she gave out a big belch and smiled....

London – Offices of Giles, Mayberry and Jervis, Solicitors

The following Monday Nicola and Grace walked into Charles Jervis' office at the law firm wearing matching green silk dresses, their hair done in the same style. Nicola sat down in a large leather chair in front of Charles' desk. Grace climbed up and sat in her lap.

"Charles, I know you're busy, I shan't waste your time, so I'll get right to the point. I want to adopt this girl for our daughter. That's all there is to it. Her birth father has abandoned her, her birth mother is too poor to raise her, and I am extremely fond of her. I've already redecorated Edgar's room for her."

Taken aback, Charles sat for a few minutes to absorb what Nicola was telling him. Finally, he uttered, "Nicola, are you sure you want to be a mother again? After Edgar was born you said you were done. I mean, you're nearly 40, and I'm almost 50. Our son is grown and gone! Are you positive this is what you want to do, darling?"

Nicola looked at him here eyes steely and severe. "I have never been more serious about anything in my life, Charles. I want this child. That's how it will be. Her father will be happy to sign his paternal rights over, given that he's got 2 other women and his ex-wife Cassie chasing after him for overdue child support and another bastard on the way with his new girlfriend. Cassie will sign off as well, as she understands that this is what's best for Grace. We can do things for her that Cassie will never be able to do. We'll send her to the finest schools with all the right people, and make sure she will want for nothing."

Charles looked at the pair in front of him, and sighed. They truly looked like they belonged together, his red-haired dynamo of a wife and this little red-haired poppet in her lap, clutching her red-haired dolly. "Very well, Nicola. As you wish. I'll have one of my legal assistants put the papers together for signature."

He walked around behind her, and kissed the top of her head, his hands on her shoulders. "You know, Nicola," he said in a voice he only used on those rare occasions when he was aroused, "truth be told, you wear motherhood well. It quite enhances your femininity." He put his hands on her shoulders, "Maybe later on tonight..."

Nicola's libido was in overdrive at the thought of Gracie finally being hers; she did not let him finish. "Of course, my dear," she replied seductively, "Come to me after I've put Grace to bed. Take your vitamins, my husband, you'll need them." For the first time in years she was excited by the idea of the idea of Charles in her bed. Even if she hadn't been, she needed him to handle the legal processes and if that's what it took to buy his cooperation, so be it. It occurred to her that although Charles was a mediocre lover he was nonetheless a kind man, had been a good father to Edgar, and most likely would be a very caring and loving father to Grace as well, far better than her worthless biological father would be. Charles, meanwhile, had returned to the chair behind his desk.

"Grace, you may go and sit on your father's lap," she commanded. Grace did so, and Charles found himself with a lapful of affectionate 5-year old, her arms wrapped around his neck. He inhaled her soft scent, gently put his arms around her, and gave her a kiss on the head. She, in turn, angled her face up towards him and gave him a small return kiss on the cheek. Nicola was pleased – Grace had followed her instructions to the letter. One could almost see Charles's heart being wrapped around Grace's little finger.

"Who's a good girl, then?" she heard her husband's deep voice rumble. Nicola knew then that she had achieved total victory, confident he would take perfect care of her most precious possession.

London – Penthouse Flat on Wapping Lane, overlooking the Thames

Nicola sat across the table from Cassie, and Maxine stood directly behind her, her hands protectively on her shoulders. She was in a state of shock, listening as Nicole laid out her proposal to adopt Grace.

"...so you see, Cassie, it's all for the best. Charles and I can give her everything. Under my tutelage, she'll grow up to be a strong woman, and no one will ever take advantage of her. If someone like Dean Alexander comes along, she'll make quick work of him, no messing.

Nicola pushed the parental rights relinquishment document toward Cassie. Maxine murmured in her lover's ear, "You've been down this path before, Cassie, and it's turned out all right then, hasn't it. Trust me love, it's for the best."

Cassie sat looking down, eyes filling with tears, pen in hand but paralyzed. She had signed control of her life away before - but signing away her first born...

She felt a hand covering hers, and looked down. It was Nicola, who had moved around the table and was now on her knees next to Cassie. Her face looking up, with tears in her eyes she pleaded, "Please, Cassie. I'm begging you. I love her so much," she whispered, "I'll – I'll do anything. Please."

It dawned on Cassie that she was seeing the cold, calculating woman showing genuine feelings for once. Nicola was actually on her knees, begging. For the first time in her life Cassie realized SHE had the upper hand, the power, she could leverage the situation, come out on top. For once in her life, SHE had control – and it felt wonderful.

Wiping the tears from her eyes, she took a deep breath, picked up the pen and signed.

Standing up and taking her Cassie's face in her hands, Nicola gently kissed her lips. "Thank you, Cassie," she said softly. "You've given me the one thing in the world that makes me truly happy."

Nicola felt extremely proud of herself – she had just given the theatrical performance of a lifetime.

The next week, papers were filed in the local courts petitioning to make Nicola and Charles Coates the legal parents of Grace Nicola Coates.