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Thank you for your consideration. ------------------------------------------------------ An Evening at the Castle - Part 2 Written by Daibhidh (daibhidh1@juno.com) *** Proofreading and encouragement provided by Silkinn. Comments and suggestions welcome: Daibhidh1@juno.com ****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 * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * 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. 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