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An Evening at the Castle - Part 2
Written by Daibhidh (daibhidh1@juno.com)
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****In Part 1 of this story Alex, a young female
corporate executive from Chicago, is dispatched to London
to resolve a sales problem in her firm's local branch
office. Once this is accomplished, she finds herself with
four vacation days; oversexed and with no plans. Learning
of The Castle, an upscale hedonistic club in the
vicinity, a friend arranges a membership for her. She
visits the private club where she observes an initiation
ceremony. This story continues Alex's experiences at the
Castle.
Chapter IV: My Initiation
"OK, now it's your turn. Are you ready?" Marianne asked,
smiling wickedly.
"Oh God yes, I'm so hot at this point I'm ready to take
on your entire membership," one at a time or all at once,"
I replied in a voice husky with passion and excitement.
"It will only take a few moments to reset the stage, so
let's get you ready now. Surely Dianne's debut has gotten
our members into the proper frame of mind to make this an
experience to remember," Marianne said with a chuckle. I
wondered what she meant by that but merely nodded my
assent.
Opening a cabinet behind her, Marianne removed four
black leather cuffs, sheepskin lined with stainless steel
D rings fastened to their outer sides. Quickly buckling
the cuffs around my wrists and ankles, she turned back to
the cabinet and pulled out a heavy black strip of silk
cloth about six inches wide and four feet long.
As she started to wrap the cloth over my eyes I
protested mildly, "Is the blindfold really necessary. I'm
a big girl now and, from what I've just seen, I have a
good idea what's going to happen."
"Trust me my dear, there will be some surprises.
Remember, Dianne's experience was rather limited because
she is a novice. Ellen would never forgive me if we let
you off that easy. But the main reason for the blindfold
is not to keep you from seeing what's happening, rather
it's to enhance your other senses, allowing you to more
fully enjoy the whole experience. I read somewhere that
the brain is your most powerfully erotic organ," Marianne
explained then kissed me softly, sliding her tongue deep
into my mouth while stroking my nipples with her palms.
As Marianne was explaining the reason for the blindfold,
I noticed four men dressed in flowing black robes
positioning several items about the stage. A large black
circular cushion was placed at center stage near the
footlights, while a narrow backless bench with a padded
leather seat stood slightly to one side.
"Just relax and trust me dear; remember, you'll not be
harmed in any way," Marianne reassured me with a lopsided
smile, wrapping the black silk twice around my head and
knotting it firmly at the back. Well, I thought, at least
I'll be color coordinated anyway ... for a few moments at
least.
After checking the blindfold carefully to insure it was
correctly positioned, she took me by the elbow and led me
from the observation room, murmuring "Show time!" With
that she led me carefully onto the stage. When we reached
what I judged to be center stage, Marianne halted and
turned me slightly to, I assume, directly face the
expectant audience.
I heard a mummer of approval rise from the group,
causing me to smile nervously in what I assumed to be
their direction. I could feel the warmth of the
footlights on my legs so I knew we must be very close to
the front of the stage.
"Ladies and gentlemen, may I have your attention,"
Marianne announced in a loud voice. "I'm proud to
introduce Alex, a new and very special member to our
group. She is an intimate friend of Ellen, whom I'm sure
most of you remember from a few years ago, before she
deserted us to return to 'the colonies'. Please make her
welcome!"
The audience erupted in loud applause, along with some
whistles and shouts. I'd like to think this was all for
me but I suspect it was more in memory of Ellen, who
seemed to have cut a pretty wide swath through southern
England during her college years.
As the noise subsided I sensed, rather than heard, other
people joining us on the stage. Of course I had no idea
how many or of which gender. Not that it mattered to me
at that moment; I was so highly aroused it wouldn't have
mattered if the entire Coldstream Guard were waiting to
ravish my flushed tingling body.
Marianne stepped behind me and slowly slid the zipper of
my dress down as I felt a pair of hands softly touching
my breasts; caressing them but not squeezing or pinching,
just softly using their palms to caress my already
engorged nipples. Oh God, Marianne was right; the
sensations were far more intense without the distractions
of visual stimuli.
Marianne had pulled the zipper all the way down. I felt
the cooler air on the bare skin of my back as the dress
back parted slightly but for several seconds time seemed
to stand still except for the stranger's hands moving
lightly over my tingling nipples. Suddenly the hands were
gone and with one swift motion, Marianne jerked my dress
from my shoulders, allowing it to flutter to the floor. I
heard a sharp intake of breath from the audience and
realized the impression I must be making, dressed only in
tiny black bikini panties, black fishnet hose with black
leather cuffs attached to my wrists and ankles. My body
felt flushed with sexual excitement, my tingling nipples
standing proudly at attention!
After a few seconds, which I surmised was to allow the
members to inspect my now nearly naked body, I felt two
pair of strong male hands grasp my wrists, pulling my
arms away from my sides. A pair of soft feminine lips
covered my mouth, her tongue firmly demanding entrance.
Opening my mouth, our tongues excitedly intertwined,
urgently exploring. At the same time I felt soft hot
mouths on both breasts, gently sucking in my nipples and
nipping them lightly with their teeth.
My body trembled at the sudden attention being paid to
it simultaneously.
For a long minute the exquisite stimulation continued,
then the mouths disappeared as quickly and unexpectedly
as they had arrived. Fingers hooked the sides of my
panties and began sliding them slowly down over my hips,
hesitating teasingly for a second before uncovering my
pubic mound, then sliding them quickly to my ankles.
Someone, I assume Marianne, grasped my right ankle and
lifted it, allowing her to remove my shoe and slip one
side of my dress and panties away. She then repeated the
process on my left leg. I next fully expected someone to
roll my hose down and remove them also, but instead I
felt Marianne's warm breath on my ear as she whispered,
"I'm going to leave the stockings on, at least for now.
They make such an exotic statement!"
As she was whispering to me, a man's hot mouth covered
mine in a deep passionate kiss while his hand slid down
my stomach seeking my hot, wet pussy. Cupping my mound
firmly, he parted my nether lips and ran a thick finger
the length of my slickly wet vulva, then pushed it slowly
but firmly up into my wet, overheated vagina. After
sliding it in and out a few times, he reluctantly removed
it and sought my clitoris, finding it hard and throbbing.
Satisfied that I was fully aroused and properly
lubricated, he grasped my arm and guided me carefully
across the stage.
After only a few steps he indicated I should stop, then
turned my body slightly to my right. I could tell by the
soft rustling sounds emanating from the audience that I
was again facing toward them.
Again two men grasped my upper arms and eased me
backward and downward until my butt encountered the
butter-soft leather of the bench I had seen earlier. I
was then urged by hand pressure to lie back until I was
resting comfortably on my back, the soft leather
caressing my skin.
A soft fleece-lined strap was placed across my body,
just below my ribcage, and I heard two soft clicking
sounds as it was clipped to each side of the bench.
It was then snugged tightly, effective immobilizing my
torso. At the same, strong hands spread my feet until my
thighs were spread wide apart. I then felt a bar snapped
to the rings of my ankle cuffs. My legs were now spread
wide enough to pull my outer lips apart, exposing my
pussy to the expectant member's view.
Blindfolded and immobilized in this most vulnerable
position, the feel of soft famine mouths simultaneously
again encompassing my nipples, sucking them in and
caressing them with their tongues, took my breath away.
My abdominal muscles tensed and my inner thigh muscles
involuntarily twitched, lifting my pelvis slightly off
the bench.
Just then I felt a woman's soft cheeks brush against my
inner thighs, her warm breath exciting my exposed,
flushed pussy. Her lips placed light baby-kisses up and
down the sides of my parted outer pussy lips before her
hot tongue flicked out, exploring my vulva and seeking my
hard, throbbing clit. Her hands reached under my thighs
and grasped my hips tightly as she sucked my clit between
her lips, nipping on it lightly and sending little
flashes on electricity racing through my body.
While the three women continued ministering to my
breasts and pussy, two pair of masculine hands took my
wrists and, pulling them outward, placed each of them on
a hard cock. Wrapping my hands around them I discovered
that one was long and slim, other shorter but much
thicker. As I tightened my grip and stroked the cocks, I
also noted that they were both circumcised, the thick one
having a wide blunt head while the slim one had a
smaller, slightly pointed head. I mentally dubbed them
'Stud' and 'Needle Dick'.
For some odd reason, I found this distinction
comforting. Having assigned names to the men took away
the feeling that these cocks were just so much meat. They
were attached to real men who lived real lives and who
were soon going to thoroughly fuck me.
After jacking both cocks back and forth for a moment,
'Stud' pulled away, only to be replaced by another man.
This one was uncut, its foreskin only partially pulled
back away from its massive mushroom shaped head which was
an inch or more thicker than it's average sized shaft!
Wow, I thought, enter 'Fat Head'.
I had no more than made this observation when the woman
sucking my clit pulled away, only to be replaced by a
pair of hairy legs brushing my thighs. I felt a large
cock-head, which I assumed belonged to 'Stud', rub up and
down my vulva; gathering my lubrication, then nestling
itself firmly in the opening of my hot wet tunnel. As the
rock hard cock-head pressed insistently against my tiny
opening, I felt myself slowly stretching to accommodate
it, gradually flowing around it like hot flowing lava.
As 'Stud' pressed himself slowly but surely up into my
pussy, I felt a pair of warm soft thighs against my
cheeks and a hot fragrant pussy descend upon my mouth.
From her perfume I knew immediately it was Marianne.
Driving my tongue eagerly into her slot, I explored it
thoroughly, licking it from back to front; finding her
distended clit and sucking it gently between my lips and
massaging it softly with my tongue.
Meanwhile, the man in my pussy had worked his cock fully
into me and stopped for a second, waiting for my
stretched tunnel to adjust to its massive presence. Now
he slowly pulled out until only his cock-head remained
inside me, then suddenly slammed deep into my hot tight
depths, hitting my cervix as his pendulous balls slapped
sharply against my ass cheeks. After repeating this move
several times, 'Stud' settled into a steady rhythm; at
times pulling completely out, then driving his entire
length into me as I automatically snapped my hips upward
to meet his hard driving thrusts.
I was quickly reaching the point of no return and could
tell from Marianne's grinding pussy rubbing against my
face that she was keeping pace with me. Suddenly, Stud's
body stiffened as he slammed into me as deeply as
possible, emitting a loud primal scream. The feeling of
his scalding sperm flooding my pussy sent me over the
top, my hips thrashing and gyrating uncontrollably as
Marianne also spasmed, collapsing on me as her pungent
juices soaked my face.
I lay there feeling Stud's huge cock deflating within my
body as his breathing slowed to normal. I involuntarily
tightened my inner vaginal muscles in a vain attempt to
hold it in place as long as possible but could feel it
slipping its way to freedom inch by inch until, with a
wet sucking sound, it finally popped out.
Marianne had recovered sufficiently to lift herself from
my body and, with a warm damp cloth, wiped her sticky
juices from my flushed face. As she showered my face with
light warm kisses, I hugged her close and whispered,
"God, that was wonderful! I haven't had a climax like
that in months. Is the initiation over?"
Marianne chuckled deep in her throat, then replied,
"Soon darling. Just one more little thing to take care
of."
With that she removed the wide fleece-covered strap from
my chest as masculine hands removed the spreader bar from
my ankles. Marianne eased my limp, spent body into a
sitting position and I waited for her to remove the
blindfold.
Instead, she grasped me under my arms and lifted my to
my feet. My legs were so shaky I nearly collapsed but
caught myself as two women grasped my arms and led me
solicitously away from the bench.
After only three or four steps, I was stopped and my
body again turned toward the now whispering audience.
Behind me, I could hear the sounds of something heavy
being manhandled into position.
After urging me backward a few steps, my heels
encountered a platform that proved to be about a foot in
height. Backing carefully up onto the platform, I felt
two men grasp my ankles and, pulling them widely apart,
snap restraints to the rings of my ankle cuffs. Next, my
arms were raised over my head and similarly restrained.
The restraining ropes were then tightened, leaving my
naked upright body immobilized and spread-eagled.
Although I trusted Marianne's previous assurances that I
would not be harmed, I still irrationally half expected
to feel the sting of a whip at any moment.
Instead, I felt a soft warm body press against my back;
her arms circling my body, her palms softly rubbing my
nipples. The magic was still working; my tingling nipples
stiffened and a warm glow again grew in my quickly
dampening crotch.
The woman behind me leaned forward, placing her mouth
close to my ear as I again caught the delicate scent of
Marianne's distinctive perfume. Softly she whispered,
"Just relax and enjoy, dear heart. I promise you this
will be a truly unique experience!"
Suddenly I felt a man's lightly stubbled cheeks brushing
my thighs, his mouth seeking my now burning pussy. His
lips sought my heat and his broad tongue slipped between
my pussy lips seeking my again throbbing clit. My body
writhed against the restraints as he sucked it gently
between his lips, his tongue flicking it rapidly.
He brought me nearly to the peak, then suddenly pulled
away and rose to his feet. Standing before me with his
chest hairs teasing my sensitive distended nipples, he
slipped his large cock between my trembling thighs. I
felt his cock-head part my lips and rub slowly back and
forth, slicking its length with my juices, then lodging
itself firmly into the entrance to my cunt.
Reaching behind me, he cupped my ass cheeks with both
hands and pulled my hips sharply toward him as he thrust
himself up into my dripping tunnel. The head of his cock
felt huge as it stretched my opening but, once inside, my
muscles clamped down on its somewhat thinner shaft. This
must be 'Fat Head' I thought as he continued to ease that
massive cock-head deeper into my stretching sheath. God,
it felt like a tennis ball on a broomstick!
He continued pushing with his hips while, at the same
time, pulling me onto that wonderful cock! Finally he was
completely buried within me, his shaft resting firmly
against my clit.
As he held it there, I felt a small, well-lubricated
finger massaging my anus, slowly insinuating itself up
into my ass. At first my sphincter opposed this invasion
but soon accepted its presence and relaxed. After
rotating several times to stretch the opening slightly,
the first finger was joined by a second and then a third.
For a moment, the woman's slippery fingers thrust and
twisted, ensuring my anus was completely stretched and
lubricated. Suddenly the woman's fingers were removed and
I felt strong male hands spreading my butt cheeks and a
thin pointed cock-head lodged itself in my anus. I knew
it had to be 'Needle Dick'!
Pressing his slender cock slowly up into me, he soon had
it fully lodged in my ass. While I had experimented with
anal sex before, I had never been exposed to being
penetrated by two cocks simultaneously. I found it to be
an extremely stimulating feeling.
After allowing me a moment to acclimate to the sensation
of unbelievable fullness both men, as if by some
prearranged signal, began stroking into me in unison;
slowly at first, then gathering speed until they were
both slamming their cocks into my suspended body. I soon
realized I was reaching a level of excitement I had never
before experienced. The incredible feeling of being
invaded by two cocks was overloading my senses.
Suddenly the slamming thrusts stopped as both men
grasped my hips and drove themselves as deeply as
possible into me, climaxing simultaneously. The sensation
of both cavities being pumped full of scalding hot sperm
sent me over the top, writhing uncontrollably and
screaming in pleasure.
As the twin cocks slipped slowly out of my body I
collapsed, my spent body hanging limply by the wrist
restraints. Seeing that I couldn't support my own weight,
'Fat Head' placed his arms around me and lifted my body
slightly as gentle hands released the ropes from my
wrists and ankles.
Once my arms were free I threw them tightly around his
neck, hugging his hard body to mine and kissing his warm
mouth with wild abandon. Slipping his right arm under the
back of my knees, he swept my slight body off the
platform, gathering my 97 pounds in his arms as though I
were a mere child. Carrying me across the stage, he
gently laid me back on the waiting floor cushion as the
audience, who had been silent during my double
penetration, exploded into applause.
Sensing others gathering around me, I sat up, bracing my
exhausted body with my arms and smiled wearily in the
general direction of the audience members.
Marianne knelt beside me, one arm comfortingly around my
shoulders. Placing her lips close to my ear she
whispered, "You came through the initiation in grand
fashion my dear. Ellen would be proud of you! Are you
ready to meet your co-stars?"
As I nodded weakly, she reached behind me and untied the
silken blindfold, unwinding it from my head and letting
it flutter to the floor. The house lights had been turned
up and the entire room was now flooded with bright light.
After being in absolute darkness for so long, it took a
moment for my eyes to adjust. The first thing I saw was
Richard's smiling face! Scanning down his hard muscled
body I focused on his now limp uncut cock with its
massive partially covered cock-head. My God, Richard was
'Fat Head'!
Marianne introduced me to the men and women gathered on
the stage, introducing Richard as Dick, my surrogate
sponsor. Wow, so Richard was Ellen's 'blue blooded
friend'. The ramifications of this turn of events swirled
around in my befuddled mind as I smiled at Marianne and
merely said, "Yes, Dick and I have met before."
Would Dick expose me to my firm? Not likely considering
his vow of secrecy to the club. Would he try using this
to blackmail me into allowing him to keep his job? I
didn't think he would dare to try that but I didn't know.
My mind was so muddled from exhausted I couldn't think
straight!
Chapter V: Afterglow
Marianne took my hand and said, "Let's get you cleaned
up now. After you've rested a bit, we can mingle with the
other members and you can get acquainted with some of
your new friends." Guiding me back to the dressing room
she said with a smile, "You know, you did even better
than Ellen did on her first night! Don't tell her I said
so, but she required much more urging and encouragement."
Reaching the dressing room, I stood under a steaming hot
shower, relaxing my sore aching muscles and clearing my
befuddled mind. After ten minutes of this, I emerged
refreshed to find my clothing, freshly pressed, hanging
from a hook on the opposite wall. On a nearby table was a
small satin pillow. Upon the pillow rested a gold
fraternal ring with a beautiful garnet stone; a famine
version of the ring I had noticed Richard wearing earlier
in the day. Slipping it on my finger, I found it fit
perfectly! Damn, I thought, these people think of
everything.
As I finished dressing, Marianne returned to escort me
to a large lounge area where the members were gathered,
sipping drinks and conversing quietly. Ordering us drinks
from the bar, she led me from group to group, introducing
me to dozens of elegantly dressed men and women whose
names I immediately forgot but whom I was sure I would
know intimately in the near future.
After being introduced to all the people present, Ellen
said, "I'll leave you to mingle now. When you're ready to
return to London, just ask the barman to notify me and
I'll arrange your transportation." Behind me I heard Dick
say, "Don't worry about that Marianne. Her transportation
is taken care of." With that, he linked arms with me and
guided me to a quiet table in a dark corner of the room.
"Look Alex, I know this may seem to be a setup but,
believe me, you could have knocked me over with a feather
when I received that call from Ellen this evening. I had
no idea you two knew each other. To prove it, when you
arrive back at your hotel you'll find a letter from me
accepting your offer to remain with the firm under the
conditions you laid out during our meeting. Please check
the messenger's time-stamp showing the pickup time and
you will find it was prior to the time I could have
possibly have received Ellen's call."
Accepting his explanation, I leaned toward him and
kissed him softly. We chatted quietly for a while until I
suddenly started to giggle. A thought had crossed my mind
that Richard's full nickname was now 'Fat Head Dick'! I
was just tired enough to make that seem hilariously
funny.
Richard looked at me and asked, "What's so amusing?"
"Nothing important" I replied with a smile, "Just a
random thought." Perhaps I would share the joke with him
sometime, after we got to know each other much better.
Finishing our drinks, we moved back to the bar for
refills and to mingle with the other guests. I couldn't
help but notice that most of the male members, and many
of their female companions, openly and appreciatively
assessed my body as we circulated from group to group.
The subject of Ellen was also a common topic of
conversation. During the evening I learned more about my
friend than I had ever suspected.
After an hour or so of wandering about the room and
chatting with the others, Richard finally said, "We'd
better get you back to your hotel now. You've had a busy
evening and I'm sure you could use a good night's sleep."
I suddenly realized just how weary I was from the
evening's activities and agreed to his suggestion.
Offering our apologies, we gathered our wraps and made
our way to the parking lot. I was especially interested
in seeing what sort of car Richard owned. I've discovered
you can tell a lot about a person by the car they drive.
Guiding me to the rear of the lot, he remotely unlocked
the doors of a low-slung, gleaming black Aston-Martin.
Damn, I thought, these little cars don't come cheap. How
in the world could he afford a car like this? I knew the
amount of Richard's salary and it certainly didn't cover
the cost of this little beauty!
Opening the door and handing me into the passenger seat,
he walked around to the other side and settled himself in
the driver's seat. The powerful engine sprang to life
with a muted growl of power.
Pulling out of the parking lot, Richard said, "I know
you must be wondering how I could afford a car like this
on what you pay me. Actually, my salary is only a small
portion of my income. The majority comes from a two
million pound family trust. You see, my great grandfather
founded a very profitable shipping line around the turn
of the century and my family is additionally quite
wealthy in their own right. I certainly don't need to
work, but I found I needed the challenge of succeeding in
the business world to validate my ego."
"An enviable position, I'm sure," I smiled.
As we neared the outskirts of London Richard fell
silent, concentrating on the increasing traffic. I sat
with my head reclined against the headrest, my mind
drifting back over the events of the day; first the
contentious meeting with Richard at the office, then my
conversations with Ellen, followed by my experiences at
The Castle, and finally my discovery of Richard's
participation in my initiation.
Chapter VI: A Glimpse Of The Future
Arriving at my hotel, Richard placed his hand on my
thigh, slowly moving it upward until his hand cupped my
pussy. Leaning toward me he kissed me deeply, our tongues
intertwining sensuously. Ending the kiss he said, "I hope
you aren't angry with me for what happened at the club
tonight. It was, after all, my turn to participate but
perhaps I should have recused myself because of our
professional relationship. On the other hand, I'm afraid
I was also looking forward to sampling that sweet body of
yours!"
"No Richard, I'm not angry about that. I must admit I
enjoyed your body fully as much as you did mine, although
I think I would have had reservations about the ethics of
the situation had I known about it before hand," I
responded with a smile and another tingling kiss.
I invited Richard up to my suite for a nightcap. However
he demurred, saying that would probably lead to something
else and that I didn't need any more excitement until I'd
had a good night's sleep. As he helped me out of the
passenger seat of his gleaming little road rocket he
said, "I'll ring you up in the morning. Perhaps you'll
join me for a picnic in Bournemouth."
After escorting me to the front door, he kissed once
again before he left, his sleek sports car pulling
smoothly into the heavy after-theater traffic.
Entering the hotel lobby, I approached the front desk
and asked if there were any messages for me. The night
clerk turned and retrieved an envelope delivered by a
messenger service and two fax messages from my box.
Entering my suite, I collapsed on the sofa and examined
my mail. The letter was from Richard and I noted it had
been picked up by the messenger service from his office
at 3:58 pm, long before he could possibly have received
Ellen's call. Since I already knew the essence of its
contents, I laid it aside for the moment and read the two
fax messages.
The first was from Ellen, congratulating on my new
membership in her club and adding that she would call me
first thing in the morning for all the delicious details
of the evening.
The second fax was from the CEO of my firm. Scanning its
contents, I gasped in total surprise. Rereading it
carefully, I flopped back against the sofa cushions,
staring at the ceiling as a wide grin spread across my
face.
It seems the board of directors had decided to open a
consolidated overseas headquarters here in London,
reporting directly to the company president and that I
was being offered the CEO position. Should I accept the
position, I should cancel my vacation and remain in
London to locate housing, hire staff, and coordinate the
acquisition of office facilities. Whoa ... this was
completely unexpected!
I grabbed my corporate address book, looked up Richard's
home address and dialed his number. When he answered I
said, "Grab your jacket and get your ass back over here
as fast as that little toy of yours can make it. We're
going out on the town and celebrate!"
"Is this you Alex? What in hell are you talking about
... celebrate what?"
"Yes, this is Alex. Never mind what it's about, just
haul your sorry butt over here! I'll explain later." With
that, I broke the connection, grinning like a fool.
Dashing into the bathroom, I cleaned up and replaced my
now crusty panties with a black thong. Grabbing my purse
and a light jacket, I dashed down to the lobby to await
Richard's arrival.
An hour later, comfortably ensconced in a dark corner of
an upscale London club, I asked a puzzled Richard, "How
would you like to be the Comptroller of our firm's
Foreign Operations Division?"
"You must have fried some circuits tonight," he laughed.
"There is no Foreign Operations Division."
"That's true ... but there will be within three weeks."
I explained the fax I had found waiting for me at the
hotel.
Richard was silent for a moment, digesting the
unexpected news and considering its ramifications.
Finally he cleared his throat and said, "Of course I
accept your most generous offer. As you know, my degree
is in economics and I'm sure I can handle money much better
than I can people. Just a thought, but do you think you
could entice Ellen to accept a position in our new
division?"
"Let me handle Ellen. She'll be calling me first thing
in the morning. I'm sure I can put together an offer she
can't refuse!"
"In that case, how about returning to my place for some
celebratory Champaign and ... umm ... whatever," he
replied with an exaggerated Groucho Marx leer.
"Well, if you're up to it, I'm game," I grinned.
Richard lived in a very large plush apartment located in
an equally very exclusive building only a few blocks away
from the club we had just left. After giving me a guided
tour of his obviously expensive lodgings, we arrived at
last at his bedroom suite. A massive teak four-poster bed
dominated the main room. I noticed, with a slight smile,
that the lower side of its canopy consisted of a huge
beveled-glass mirror.
In one corner was a sitting area with a low coffee table
surrounded by three overstuffed club chairs and a
matching love seat. Seating me on the sofa, he stepped to
a wet bar hidden behind folding doors. Producing a
chilled bottle of champagne and two flute glasses, he
returned, settled himself next to me and poured our wine.
As we sipped our drinks, we discussed the ramifications
of the fax I had received from the home office.
Finally, taking the champagne flute from my unresisting
hand and placing both glasses on the table, he slipped
one arm around my shoulders and kissed my raised lips
slowly and passionately, his other hand cupping and
gently squeezing my breast. I felt my body respond to his
welcome attentions; a warm glow growing in my groin and
my nipples tingling as they hardened. Breaking off the
kiss Richard rose and, taking my arm, led me across the
room to the bed.
As he removed my dress, I fumbled with his belt. Finally
loosening it, I quickly unzipped his fly and slid his
trousers and briefs to the floor. Dropping to my knees, I
grasped his beautiful semi-erect cock and softly kissed
its huge cock-head. As I flicked my tongue over its
sensitive underside, Richard groaned softly and pulled my
mouth firmly to his rapidly expanding cock. I licked and
kissed my way down its hardening shaft until I found my
nose buried in the course pubic hair covering his
pendulous testicle sack.
Kissing his balls, I gently sucked one of them into my
hot mouth and massaged it thoroughly with my tongue, then
let it slip from between my lips before slowly licking
and kissing my way back up his shaft toward his cock-
head. As his cock swelled his foreskin had retreated, now
exposing the entire bright purple head, a drop of pre-cum
glistening from its slit. I licked the drop of tangy
fluid into my mouth, savoring its musky flavor but, as I
started to slide my ovaled lips over his now fully
inflated cock, he suddenly grasped me under my arms and
lifting easily into his arms, placed me on my back in the
center of the large king sized bed. Looking up, I could
see my naked body stretched out on the coverlet; my legs
spread wide apart and my tiny bush glistening from
Richard's saliva and my own juices.
Kneeling over my head, he bent forward and buried his
face in my eagerly awaiting pussy, his throbbing cock now
directly over my mouth. As I felt his broad tongue begin
exploring my now flooded vulva, I grasped his shaft
firmly and, with some difficulty, slipped my lips over
his cock-head. I couldn't get much more than its head
into my mouth due to its size but I sucked on it
greedily, while at the same time jacking his shaft back
and forth slowly with both hands.
While I was attending to his cock, Richard sucked my
clit between his lips and flicked it rapidly with his
wonderfully talented tongue. My body responded to this
sweet torture, my hips involuntarily thrusting against
his demanding mouth.
Finally, sensing my rapidly approaching orgasm, he sat
up and quickly reversed his position. Placing a small
pillow under my ass, he knelt between my trembling thighs
and, grasping both legs, placed my ankles on his broad
shoulders. Leaning forward, he clamped his wet mouth over
mine. I could taste my pussy juices on his tongue as he
thrust it deep into my mouth.
Grasping my wrists, he raised my arms over my head and
held them there as I felt his huge mushroom shaped cock-
head press insistently against the hot, wet opening of my
tunnel.
As his cock-head slowly pushed through the tight muscles
surrounding my entrance and inched its way into my slick
depths, I felt my sheath first stretching to accept it
and then contracting behind it to clamp tightly around
his shaft. My final thought, before surrendering to the
wondrous sensations racing through body was "Eat your
heart out Ellen!"
The End
(Since this is my first attempt at writing in this
particular genre, feedback and constructive criticism is
sincerely requested. Also, if you enjoyed this story let
me know if you would like to read more of Alex's
continuing adventures.)
dahibhidh1@juno.com
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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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