JamesHe knows how to play her....And now, Michael pulls out and away, tugging her upwards, lifting and turning her to face me, then dropping her, still on her knees, at my feet....She stares up at me, pale-skinned, green-eyed, red-haired, naked, kneeling and beautiful....And, lips parting, she smiles up at me....Oh, fuck....I stroke her face, cupping her chin in my hands....I've got to get these pants off before I strangle something....She saves me the trouble. Leaning forward, she unbelts and unzips me, releases my cock........ and laps at it with her tongue. Michael is close behind her, arms reaching around to cup her tits, his shaft I think pressed to her rear.And now, he enters her; slamming in hard. Even with her mouth full, she screeches as he penetrates, her nails biting into my thighs as, all the while, she sucks at my cock, tonguing the head....Michael reaches around to play with her clit, tormenting her sweet spot as he slowly fucks her. Leani
MichaelIt's a perfect day for walking; a classic late Autumn day, brilliant sunshine, bright blue skies and that bite in the air that tells you Winter is just around the corner.James obviously knows the trail well, taking us miles in a circular route through mountain woodland and around the lake. I'm looking forward to a hot bath.... Wonder if he's told her yet…?.... I don't think so....She's walking ahead of us, throwing bits of bread to a squirrel, trying to lure it closer. While her back is turned to us, I ask quietly.... "Does she know?"He's struggling to keep his face straight. "Didn't see any point in handing out spoilers," he murmurs."You're sure about this?""Quite sure. It's what she wants.... Now, shhh, before she hears us...."Back at the cabin, we strip off our walking clothes. James, unlacing his boots, comments, "It's always the best thing about good boots, isn't it....""Taking them off, again?" I laugh."That's right." He stretches and wrigg
MichaelBending over Greg, her pussy's beautifully presented to me, her peachy ass wriggling, wet and dripping with foam.Let's get you wriggling some more....Easing inside her, I reach around to entertain myself with her clit. She responds beautifully, her cunt clutching at me as I play with her, and muffled squeals coming through her mouthful of Greg's cock.Greg's watching her, partly where he's shoved into her face, partly where I'm fucking her to the rear. As I give an extra tweak to her clit, she sings out through her gagged mouth, and it tips him over the edge, spurting over her tongue. At the last moment, he pulls free, to twitch a final salvo over her face. And now, her mouth is free. She's wailing her arousal, her flesh shivering around me. She's loving it. Her four 'guests', seated around, watch as she trembles her way to climax.She's poised, ready to pop....James moves to replace Greg. He's done little but watch so far and he's almost ready to blow, his co
JamesCup and saucer in hand, I look down at her, kneeling, head lowered in the classic submissive position........ Oh, my Jade........ and fighting to control my own reaction....If the cup rattles, she'll know I'm shaking....She rises to kneel upright, casting her emerald eyes up to me, then kisses my hardening cock through my jeans.Better get rid of this....I put the cup and saucer down on the dresser next to me, then lace my fingers into her hair."Master, would you like me to...?".... Master...."Yes, I would, in a while. Thank you, Charlotte."My cock twitching awake, my balls tightening, I'd love to let her just get on with it; blow me until I cream over her tongue........ But it needs to be a bit more exciting than that for her…"Master?"I stoop, seize her wrists and pull her upright. Walking her backwards to the wall, I pin her there, the heel of my hand between her breasts as I watch her pupils dilate....Gotcha, Green-Eyes....She's qu
JamesShe gazes at me blankly, then as I reposition myself beside her yawning pussy, gapes. Tilting my glass, I trickle the fine red wine over her clit, letting it seep through her soft, wet folds........ and she shrieks....The wine is not chilled, but against her heated flesh, it probably feels very cold indeed. She howls and struggles, but of course, is going no-where. I can take my time enjoying her. Dipping my head, I tongue lightly at her clit, which tastes smoky-salty-sweet. "That gives a new meaning to coq-au-vin," comments Michael."The coq part will be delivered in due course...."… And I fasten my mouth over her sex, tonguing her out and licking up the mix of wine and juices that coats her skin while she sings and yammers her ecstatic protest.Her clit is hard and erect; hardly surprising really, and I take a few moments to continue the winding circles that Michael started, this time using my tongue, all the time enjoying her....… her what....?.... cate
James"Will you visit us for Christmas, Charlotte?""Yes, Master, of course I will, but it might not be for long.""Of course. You will want to see your friends and family during the holiday…"She's silent, but nods, biting her lip.*****MICHAEL"She's called," says James, "She's coming next week, but only for the Friday evening."I bite back my disappointment. "So, she's only here for a single night?""'Fraid so. That doesn't mean we can't make it a memorable night.""I suppose not. I'd have liked it to be longer though. We'll barely have her off the train than we'll be putting her back on it again.""So, we ensure that the evening we have with her is a good one....""No sharing her, though.... No passing her around? Not for a single night...."He shakes his head. "No, not for one night.... I've booked the Lodge again. I thought if we get it decked up for Christmas, she'd like that." He cocks an eye at me. "I thought you'd like that too."Christmas tree..
MichaelJames stares at her, wide-eyed. I think I'm doing the same."We have food and drinks to keep us going." she continues, "Blankets.... there's three of us. I bet we can think of a way of keeping warm, eh?" Unbelievably, she winks at us; James and I burst into laughter.Babe, you're a gem.…But our situation, whilst not desperate, needs to be dealt with. The temperature is still falling fast and, with the engine turned off, the cab is becoming icy. Already, our condensed breath on the windows is glazing over to filigreed tentacles of frost and my fingers are turning numb. Charlotte is rubbing her hands together, blowing through her fingers."Let's get the blankets out and snuggle up together in the back," she suggests.I find the flasks of hot drinks among the provisions, leaving Charlotte to serve up in the cab, whilst James and I wrestle down the back seat, spreading out blankets to accommodate three."Most women would be scared useless. She's no shrinking viole
MichaelWe had one night........ only one....Our rescuers are the soul of hospitality; 'Jeff' taking us back to his hotel and insisting on stoking us all up with an enormous breakfast before releasing us back to the world.James starts up the car engine, then leaves it running to warm through.Flasks are thrust into my hand. "Refilled that coffee for you, just in case....""That's very good of you. Thanks for all your help."I'm sure you'd have done the same for us." Jeff touches his forehead then strolls away.James glances around, "Charlotte?""Bathroom," I reply, then stare into space, feeling glum.James side-glances me. "What's wrong?""We had one night...."He looks up at the matchless blue sky, takes a deep breath and nods.*****At the station, we help Charlotte out with her suitcase. She's rather more practically dressed now, in jeans, boots and a warm pullover.James kisses her on top of her head, to the casual observer, every inch the paternal