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The Castle; Welcome In (
-You'll have to excuse me for my English; it's not my first language. I don't think it'll cause you big problems to read, but you'll certainly find some mistakes. Also, some of the women in this story were "physically inspired by some famous models. I give you the list here, but you can always make up your own images... (Vivian Heberlein, Angelica Bridges, Alexah Adams) -It's been twenty minutes since I entered the Bergman Domain, and I've been following the riverside road since. The afternoon is beautiful, nothing waiting for me at the office, no cell phone with me: I have all the week to myself. But now, after driving two hours in the mountains, I find that I'm quite eager to arrive. One of my friend told me about this place two months ago, and it's only now that I found the time to go there and see it for myself. "This place is heaven on Earth for guys like us", he told me. By guys like us, he means single and young guys, probably implying overworked too. Since my father died 7 years ago, leaving me the head of his company at 20, I had only little time for myself, even less for a woman. This is why, Mike said, I should go and stay at the castle for a while. A castle, today?
And indeed, after a few more minutes of driving deeper into the woods, I see two climbing towers above the tree line. After a final ten minutes, I stop my car at the entrance. It is a castle, and not just by name: huge, I really mean huge. Probably as old as the mountains themselves, with that magical and somewhat eerie look: large gray stones and old dark brown wood along the large windows, both showing the signs of time on them. The main part of the castle seems to have 5 stories high, but the weird size of the windows might fool my judgment. Anyway, it's huge, even bigger than what Mike tried to tell me. But as I see a girl in a maid uniform walk down the stairs towards my car, I realize that I have no idea whatsoever about what lies within these walls. The only thing Mike said was: "If you like women, beautiful women I should add, you'll love this place." Is this some kind of... no, it couldn't be.
When I look at the maid, I smile at the twisted thoughts that just crossed my mind: she is indeed quite beautiful, but she's already past her forties. But I must admit that she must have been quite a beautiful woman once: the look in her eyes and her radiant smile are more than proof enough. And nothing about her uniform suggests any kind of sexuality. "Welcome to the Holmes castle, I'm Georgia. Do you have any luggage?" "Thank you and yes, I do; I'm Iann." While we silently climb the stone stairs, a young girl walks them down, flashing a polite but warm smile at me. Her face may be quite pretty, but under this drab uniform, I can't see anything that would spark life back into my first fantasy about this place.
When Georgia brings me inside the Hall, I'm overwhelmed by the decor: 20 feet ceiling, gold inlays and crimson draperies to cover the dark wood of the entire room. As she invites me to sit down, the other maid comes back up and flashes another smile at me. Pleased yet surprised, I gladly smile back to her friendly greeting. When Georgia returns, she has with her some kind of pad and a pen. After asking me the usual question, she stops, looks straight at me and asks:
"Who told you about this place?"
"A friend, who came here two years ago."
"What have you heard about this castle?" She asks, with a smile playing across her lips.
"Not much, only... only that if I love beauty, I really should love this place. And, looking around in her and outside, I'm beginning to realize why. I really need some rest and relaxation."
"Well," she answers with that same smile, "I sure hope you'll like your stay here. Wait a few minutes, I'll find someone to give you a tour."
While waiting for that someone, hoping that it will be that young girl I saw earlier, I see her taking my luggage and climbing up a staircase. Well. Maybe not her. But it's Georgia that I see coming out of a door in the back of the room, motioning me to come with her. As I walk to the door, another maid gets out, extending her hand with a smile. Why is every body here smiling?
"Hi there, I'm Isabel. So Iann, Georgia tells me that you've come here to admire beauty?"
"Well... yes, I guess."
"Come here then, and, most importantly, don't be shy." With that, she grabs my hand and pulls me inside.
Don't be shy? What does she mean? And why is she so friendly with me? Not that I mind, quite the contrary. Before catching up with her, I look at her maid outfit. It does not show a square inch of skin more than the ones I saw before, but somehow it's a lot sexier. The fabric seems to be much thinner, hugging closely to her shape, which is quite remarkable. Hugging her hips and ass before spreading to a normal skirt, the black dress does the same thing with the rest of her body. The same kind of outfit, but quite a different effect. As we walk across the long corridor, I steal glances at the front of her dress, made from thick, opaque lace. Even though not an inch of skin is exposed below her neck, the way that the peculiar lace hugs her breasts is, to say the least, pleasantly intriguing. But as we reach the huge doors at the end, she asks me:
"Are you ready to enter the Holmes castle?"
"...yeah, sure." I have no idea why she asked me that, but I'm about to find out.
When she opens the door, nothing special happens. But the atmosphere is clearly different. The same colors and princely decor, but somehow this is different, very different. The only person I see in the small room is a man, dressed for a beach party, walking towards another door. Suddenly, from the corridor by which he came, a woman's voice calls him: "Wait for me Alex, I'm coming." And indeed she's coming: a stunning brunette with thick curly hair flowing down her back, wearing nothing but a barely there bikini. When she sees us, she slows down and says:
"Hi Vivian. And I to you, stranger." Coming to me, she takes me in her arms and squeezes me against her extraordinary breasts. "I hope we'll see each other again soon..." Running to catch Alex, she then disappears through the doors.
"This is Mandy." Says Vivian. "Sorry if she couldn't stay longer and introduce herself. Sometimes, time is of the essence here." Without a word, I look back at Vivian and try to figure out what this place really is.
"You won't discover anything if you want to stay here Iann. Want to move?"
"Sure, why not?"
Walking to where they came from, we end up in a much bigger room, filled with people. As we sit down on a large couch, I can't help but to stare: another gorgeous brunette is sitting across the room, wearing nothing but a summer dress. I can see her blue eyes from here, sparkling like jewels above the smile she offers me. Under the thin dress are hidden two high breasts that quiver as she laughs with her friend. Talking to her is a tall redhead with, once again, amazing breasts, barely hidden by a silk camisole that doesn't even reach her navel. The only other thing covering her body is a small bikini bottom, which does nothing to hide the bulging curve of her pussy. With long and lean legs, she looks like a model, a model from my dreams. On the other side, my eyes only stopped at random, I see another woman, a grandiose woman, slowly walking across the room. Her thick mane of raven hair flowing freely to her waist, with green, feline eyes and a grace to match. Under the black bikini top she wears flowing pants that seem lighter than air. I simply stare at her until she walks through a door.
Not realizing that I'm now staring at that door, I'm surprised to hear Vivian say:
"That was Lucia, I can arrange for you to meet her if you like. I heard yesterday that she was here for a few weeks. Would you like that?"
"Sure. But, pardon me if I'm direct, but what is this place? Even the maids are too beautiful to be true."
After blushing slightly at my compliment, she begins to explain this whole castle, startling details after startling details. "Mr. Holmes was what you could call a new rich. His heritage turned out to be incredibly big. So he had this old castle restored and bought all the lands around. Since he was about forty years old and alone, he decided that he would pay to have company. Every body in the villages around thought him an old pervert: buying girls and prostitutes for his pleasures."
As I follow her story, I can't help but be attracted by all those women walking by, accompanied or not. But I listen carefully nonetheless, intrigued by this old perv.
"Stay with me Iann! " She giggles as I look back at her. "After a few years, Mr. Holmes had chosen a few favorites, about 10 in all, to live with him at all times. And, far from being a pervert, Mr. Holmes offered those girls a life of pure luxury. Also, and that's what no one new in his time, all the girls were homeless girls from the cities, where his numerous agents searched for such girls. But don't worry, none was younger than 17 or so that's what we're told. And none were forced to have sex with him if they didn't want to. Anyway now, years later and with Mr. Holmes long dead, his inheritors were told to use this place as a temple for beauty, as they call it, and transform this place into some kind of hotel."
"And what about the homeless girls?" I asked, intrigued about this surprising fact.
"Well, since today the administrators could not simply choose the most beautiful girls and leave the rest, they build a huge house a few kilometers further in the forest for them. They have all the help they can get, with professionals there to help them if need be. And of course, the most beautiful of them are invited to come here if they wish a little company..."
"This is crazy..."
When she sees my smile, she answers: "I knew you'd like it. But for now, take off your jacket or something. You look way too formal for this place. And please, once again, don't be shy. The girls here are probably wondering why you're sitting so far away from me after all this time."
Looking at me straight in the eyes when she says that, and I just can't refuse the invitation. Sliding on the couch, I close the gap between us, feeling her thigh against mine.
"God, I hope you're not always as shy!" As she takes my left arm in her hand, she moves it back across her shoulders and turns me towards her. "So, do you think my thighs are not good enough for you?" Shaking my head slowly as a wide grin spreads on my face, I place my free hand on her thigh and boldly slide it up under her skirt. When I reach the top of her stockings and feel her skin, I laugh and say:
"This is simply too good to be true. And all the girls here like this kind of environment? I mean, not to appear shy, doesn't this kind of sexual tension bother you?" Right now I was trying to make her talk so I could catch my breath...
"Hmmm, a lot of the guests ask that on the first day. Silly society and it's misconceptions... slide your hand a few inch higher, Iann." When I do, I don't reach the tight panties I was expecting, but her bush, burning hot with arousal.
Trying not to let my excitement show through my words, I say: "Pleasantly surprised, but this could be part of some weird dress code or something..."
"God you're hard to reach. Could this be part of some dress code?" Leaning towards me, she whispers in my ear: "Won't you push those fingers in or will I have to do it?"
Keeping her close to me, I find her hole beneath the hot folds and slide my fingers in the obvious wetness that covers her sex. When she moans in my ear, I know that this is no fake: she's really enjoying this. After a while, I slowly stop and pull my fingers out. After taking a sniff of her sex, I slip them in my mouth and lick them clean to her obvious pleasure.
"Damn! Oh Iann, I'm so sorry that I can't be the one you choose."
"The one I choose?"
"Yes, usually the guests choose a girl to spend their stay here. It's my second year here and next year, I'll be with these girls, waiting for some new guy over there. But for now, I'm only a regular maid." She finishes with a sigh and sad eyes... How to resist?
"What if I don't choose anyone?"
"Some guests don't, but very few. They're usually attracted to some girl like you were to Lucia. When the attraction is mutual, the guest learns it quickly enough and they usually spend all there time together."
"You mean that those women could be attracted to the guys that come here?" After what seemed to be a shy smile, she tells me another secret:
"That's the real secret. I don't know if you've noticed the few men that walked in here, but if you did, you probably noticed that they were all quite handsome. Just like you are. Isn't it funny?" Another giggle, bringing the sparks back into her eyes.
"What's funny?"
"Instead of beautiful girls, this place now only selects handsome and interesting men to please the residents. The whole goal of this castle is to offer a place for those women to live in peace."
"Live in peace, but why?"
"What do you think happens when a woman like Lucia walks on the street or in a mall?"
"She attracts a lot of stares." Somehow my minds begins to understand this place.
"Yes, but sometimes much more than that. So they come here to rest or to live depending on what they feel like."
I lean back in the couch, my hand now safely away from her thighs, thinking about this weird place. After a while, enjoying Vivian's caresses on my face and hair, I look at her:
"Is there anything else I should know about?"
"Well, each of the resident have a small pet name, but it's terribly discourteous to ask what it is. They will tell you if they like you enough."
"Ok, I'll keep that in mind. Do you know where my room is?" I think I'll need time to adjust too this place...
"Ok then, follow me. " As I follow her up the stairs, I receive quite a few smiles from unbelievable beauties that wouldn't even look at me outside of this house. This will be quite a week!
After following Vivian and her teasing skirt to my room, I stand behind her as she unlocks the door. After months of merely looking at beautiful girls, I can't resist the intensity of her sexuality. Both alone in the hallway, I bend down and reach for her thigh below her skirt. She stops trying to open the lock and smiles faintly at the wall, not wanting to disturb me. After admiring her ass with my hand, I dive in between her cheeks and plunge in her pussy once more. I pull my fingers out and taste her again. "I want more of this Vivian, much more..." Unlocking the door, she steps in and I see my luggage in the corner of this huge room. In tones of blue instead of red, it's nonetheless quite striking. Silver replaces the gold, which gives an impression of clouds and lightning. And the bed, big enough for 6 persons, tells me a little bit more about the nights in here.
With no expression on her face, Vivian asks me:
"Are you sure you want me? I could ask for Lucia or anyone else if you would prefer. You don't have to do this for me, I'm used to begin around those beauties."
"Stop that Vivian, I can't believe no guest ever wanted you!"
"Some did, " Blushing and turning her eyes from mine, she continues, "but I know that some felt pity for me: living in such a sexual environment and unable to get men for myself..."
"Oh come on Vivian. I can hardly believe that... anyway, now I want you. I may change my mind, but if you'd like, I would like you to stay here with me."
"Of course I want to, Iann. Now, for the last time, take those formal clothes off while I close the door."
As I was taking my tie off, she turns me around and says: "There's one little thing, though. You can't take that thing out with me..." When she grabs my cock through my pants, I understand what she says, but have no clues as to why.
"It's a small drawback for being a maid. I can do anything the guests want, but the cocks stay out maid's pussies. This... pleasure is reserved for the residents."
"Right now I don't mind. ...but did you ever think about the whys of this little rule?"
"No, not really, why do you ask?"
"From my point of view, it's the only way they could imagine to prevent the maids from being chosen by the guests..."
"Perhaps you're right, but for now, just shut up and undress..."
As I do, she pulls the strings of her skirt, untying the knot that held it in place. Shamelessly revealing her legs and bush to my eyes, she seems to like my reaction: I'm awed. She can't be much more than 17 or 18, a mature teen, and the sight of her exposed bush is way too exciting for me. Vaguely trimmed in the shape of a heart, it seems to pull me in. When she slips off the body of her uniform, her amazing black velvet bra appears, paralyzing me for a few seconds. It's definitely rich velvet, but so thin it seems ready to fall apart any second: it's clearly just for show! Behind this enticing veil, young and perky, but certainly enough to nicely fill the frail bra, her breasts call to me like oases.
"Iann! " she says in an exasperated tone, "Are you going to stay there all afternoon?"
Getting up, I begin to slip off my boxers but she stops me.
"Please don't. It's not that I don't want to, but I don't want to get in trouble either. I only have four more months to go before becoming a resident. I'm sorry, but that's the price guests have to pay if they want to have fun with one of the maids: I can't get you off in anyway. You could get it out and I could caress and lick it, but I don't want you to surprise me with your cum. It's just a safeguard. "
"Don't worry about it. I'll control myself." I don't know how, but I will.
Standing there wearing nothing but stockings and garter belt with that cruel bra, she looks like a little angel. But when I see her inner thighs glistening with juices and her nipples trying to poke through the bra, I know she's no Catholic schoolgirl. This girl is a bomb, a bomb that will probably explode against my mouth. When I reach her, both my hands slide around her back to cup her lovely ass. After a while of these wonders, I raise my hands to the clasp of her bra and pop it open. I then pull the straps down her arms and let the bra falls to the floor. As I pull her back against me, I feel her breasts squashing against my skin, burning two deep holes in my chest. Putting an end to my passive daydreaming, Vivian pushes me to the bed hard enough that I fall down on my back.
Before I can react she's on all fours above me: "You'll have more than enough time to fondle me afterwards, but now, make me cum."
Moving upwards, careful to rub her nipples against my face and mouth, she then walks her pussy just above my face. With a dangerous sexual glow in her eyes and a smile that promises too much, she asks me:
"Wanna see my ass, or my breasts?"
I raise my hands to her breasts in answer and she lowers her pussy to my mouth at the same time. When my tongue pierces her long slit, the taste that my fingers only teased about rains down into my mouth. But before long, the soft tickling of her dense bush on my nose turns into a savage grinding of her pussy against my mouth. I open my mouth wide not to hurt her with my teeth, but she only sees this as an invitation to fuck my mouth harder. Overwhelmed by her passion, I only try to do my best for this little angle that dances on my mouth. Since I placed my hands on her back when she started to go wild, I see her breasts flailing madly around, hypnotizing my eyes.
But after quick minutes, she slows down and nearly shouts: "Suck it Iann, suck it..." Finding her clit easily now that she's stopped, I suck it in firmly in my mouth, squeezing it's nervous rim with my lips. When I begin to flick my tongue on the tip of her elongated clit, she goes mad. Screaming her climax out without any kind of inhibitions restraining her, she shivers from head to toes before grabbing a hold of the bedpost behind me. "Fuck me Iann, drive your tongue as deep as it will go..." And as I try to reach her breasts from inside with my tongue, she clamps her pussy around it, pulling it in deeper than I had pushed it. After this intense explosion she slowly calms down, sweat rolling down from her face down to mine, a few drops dangling from her extended nipples. I unquestionably made the right choice by wanting to see her breasts while I sucked her: now, covered with sweat and quivering with every one of her breaths, they are two young flowers blooming into mounds of them.
"Oh Iann, you were great..." With that, she rolls off of me and stands up. When she begins to put her bra back, I stare at her in disbelief.
"Surprised I'm going so fast? I'm really sorry, but I told you I couldn't get you off."
"I know, but I want to taste more of your body than just your pussy..."
"You're sweet Iann, really. But if I don't show my face downstairs soon, they'll wonder why I'm not working. Sorry."
As quickly as she came, and came, she left my room, leaving me with a raging hard-on, and no desire whatsoever to jack it off. I want a pussy. A real live pussy: this little tease got me hornier than I've ever been. But about ten minutes later, I hear a faint knock at my door. With my cock faking to be calmer, I get up and open the door.
To my surprise and delight, Lucia stands right there before me. When I open the door she turns around to face me with a warm smile, her mysterious hair flowing to her back to reveal her face. With a smile just warm enough, and her evergreen eyes shimmering before me, she says:
"May I come in, stranger?" Unable to reply, I simply move away from the door.
"Some little angel told me that you might want some company, is that right?" When she smiled, somehow my heart both skipped a beat and took an extra one at the same time. "...is it that same maid that left you speechless?"
"Oh! No, no, I'm sorry. I'm Iann."
"Lucia, pleased to meet you."
"Me too, do you want to sit down?" My heart simply refused to calm down.
"With pleasure. Hmmm, do you find the place so hot?..."
Looking around at my quickly discarded clothing, I blush a little before trying to answer. "Well, not exactly. You see, ...errr, I don't know how to..."
"I knew it" She simply says with another of her warm smiles. "That maid got her way with you? Well, did she at least tell you beforehand that she couldn't touch your cock? Hmm, Vivian always was a nice girl. But I bet that she didn't tell you that maids can't caress themselves? That's why she was so eager to... please you. "
When she sees my sighing and fall face first on the bed, she laughs gently and then sits besides me. Even her laugh is wonderful. But right now it barely register: this place is going to drive me nuts! Maids that are oversexed because they can't caress themselves; the world's most beautiful women are here, waiting for the lucky visitors... And this woman, sitting on the bed beside me as if she really cared for me, a complete stranger. .
"Well, if you really need it Iann, I'm not the one bothered with principles..." Sitting up when I hear her offer, I look at her, puzzled.
"How can you be so forward, all of you I mean?" Once more I find myself floored by her words. Did she just offered to fuck me because I needed it?
"I don't know for the others, but I, for one, enjoy sex as much as most men. Probably more when you guys take the time to apply yourselves. But I must admit that I rather prefer to have dinner with someone before getting to taste him... of her. But if you really need someone right now..." As she says her last word, she places her hand on my cock through my boxers.
Taking in a sharp breath when I feel her closing her hand around the base of my cock, I regretfully pull her hand away. "I do need some warmth, but 'm not against dinner myself. ...one favor, though: could I stare at you for a few minutes?" After hearing her enchanting laugh once again, I'm more than pleased with her answer:
"Of course you can. Most women on the street would slap you for this, but I know that it's more a compliment than anything else. Go ahead, feast your eyes as you wish, and don't be afraid that I'll be offended if you spend it all glued to my breasts..."
Unable to resist, I lean forward and I give her a smile-kiss on her lips before sitting back. Then I let my eyes fall to her breasts, delicately embraced by the fine lace bra I believed was a bikini top, her breasts threaten to overflow them with her every breaths. Generous flesh, dangerous flesh, her breasts embody the grace and charm that radiates from this mystical women. Full and ripe, mature like trees in blossom and rightly crowned with two barely visible flowers. As if my eyes had a direct effect on her nipples, I see them slowly, perhaps timidly, growing under the lace. As a deep breath pushes a bulge of those breasts upward and out of the bra, Lucia's hands reach the delicate lacing that holds the front of her bra together and pulls at the strings.
Languidly, her breasts succumb to gravity as the bra vanishes from my sight. But, far from falling, they seem to bloom for me; the pink flowers revealing themselves for me, spreading their sensuality wide. Calm, unmoving but with the promise of so much passion and tenderness intertwined, her perfect breasts seem to call to me. Heat made flesh, love made flesh, they're simply a small part of what that women is. Looking back up to her eyes, I join her smile and move mine on hers for a real kiss. Then I tell her:
"You're probably tired of hearing this, but you're incredible. No, you're mythical. And I thank you for simply being here with me." A flash of intensity touches her smile, and as she takes my hand firmly into hers, she simply asks:
"Will you dress me up?" After lacing back her bra, I get up and pull her to my arms. When I feel her warmth engulf me, I shiver.
"How do you do this Lucia? We've barely spoken and already you're making me go crazy!"
"I did nothing, Iann. Nothing yet..."
And with that, she in turn helps me to dress before we leave. In fact, Lucia nearly threw all the clothes I had brought with me in the back of the wardrobe: "inappropriate" she said. Calling for a maid, she had me brought some "decent" clothes to fit the castle's atmosphere. For tonight, she chose a boxer-type red bathing suit with a simple white tee shirt. Come to think of it, even those beautiful women are dressed quite casually. Don't have to bother about clothes, about some formal etiquette, about time... yes, this week will be much fun! Taking Lucia's offered hand, we head out of my room and take a long walk I thought would lead to the dining hall.
The dining hall was as grandiose as the rest of this castle: I saw it when we past by. But that's not where we went. Instead, Lucia decided that we would eat on the top of the castle, where a huge outdoor space has been organized to offer about 20 tables for two or three. The view, of course, is grandiose. Even if I can't see as far as I would during daytime, the sunset is more than enough to compensate. And somehow we're high enough, in the mountains and on the castle, to believe that we're in the clouds, the fire red and orange clouds. Turning me around suddenly, she pulls me in for a kiss, a fiery kiss hotter than the sunset. "I love to kiss in front of the sunset. And anyway I kind of like the taste of that maid's pussy that's still lingering around and in your mouth..."
The smile she gives me tells me that she's sincere, but she knows as well as me what kind of images her words create in my head. When I can't control my laughter anymore, she joins me before sucking one of my lips into her mouth for a few seconds. But now, trying to forget those images in order not to jump on her and take her right away I pull back her chair, gallantry obliges, and sit in front of her at a table near the edge of the floor, the first row in front of the sunset.
"For some unknown reason, a lot of the residents are afraid of heights: I usually have one of these tables to myself." she says, explaining why the thirty or so people here didn't quickly take the tables near the edge.
"Lucia, is this period a slow one for the castle?"
"What do you mean?"
"Well, I'm lucky enough to be here with you, but when I look around, there's much more than twice the number of women than men here. Is that commonplace?"
"No, we usually have more guests that what we have this month, but there is always more women than men, at least two to one." Pleased by this interesting fact, I scan the small menu as I see a maid coming towards us. After ordering, Lucia leans closer to me and says:
"Oh, just to warn you if anything happens, some residents like to... initiate the new guests."
"What exactly do you mean?"
"Who knows what it could be? But don't worry if things begin to go a little weird." And her smile suddenly cracks her seriousness when she looks back at the bread and sauce on the table.
Attentive to what's happening around us, I can't believe a food fight could happen here. Nonetheless, I keep an eye on three women who seem to throw more than a few curious stares at me. The one that catches my attention is the same tall redhead that I saw earlier. She's still dressed the same way as she was, a feather light camisole and a bikini bottom, but now the kittenish and much too playful gleam in her eyes when she catches me looking at her says too much: something is going to happen.
"Don't worry Iann, I have not seen an initiation in 2 years. I simply said that to scare you a little bit. Angie would never do something like that..." After saying that, she slides her foot on my calf and raises it until it reaches my knee. Then, pushing it farther between my thigh, she begins to caress my cock through the thin swimsuit. "Don't you have something else better to do than watch them?
She's probably right, but I'm still determined to keep a wary eye on the red head. But my good will doesn't last very long. The tables are all covered with long tablecloths that easily hide Lucia's wandering foot. And soon I'm glad it does: expertly, she slips in the leg opening of the swimsuit and reaches for my cock. Maybe that's why she chose this swimsuit earlier. In a few seconds, my cock is out of the trunks and her foot is fooling around with it. Normally a foot doesn't get me to exited, but with the tension Vivian build up in my cock and the fantasy images of Lucia sucking Vivian's pussy still fresh in my mind, her foot suddenly becomes quite stimulating. After a few minutes of this little game, she stops and nods quite distinctly. While I'm unable to understand why, she leans closer to me and whispers: "You better get that cock back in now..."
I understand what she means when I see that redhead walking towards me. Just when I do place my cock securely in, she stops near me and begins:
"Hi there, stranger. I'm Angelica. Hello Lucia, it's good to see you back. But what about you..."
Before she could ask about me, one of the other girl that had been sitting with her shouts: "You little slut Angelica, don't you dare talk to him: he's mine!" Before I know what's happening, Angelica pulls me to me feet and covers herself behind me. Too late I see a large glob of what seems to be cake hurtling towards me.
Splat.
Now slowly dripping on my tee shirt, I feel Angelica pulling me backward behind a huge statue where, somehow, a large plate of cake happens to be. As I look to see if the girl stopped, I barely dodge another piece of cake. On the furthest corner of the floor, we're trapped and we can only defend ourselves. Carefully hidden by the statue, I join in the fun and garb a piece of cake. After throwing it to the laughing blonde, I barely see Angelica sitting down against the statue's base, completely out of reach from the blonde's cakes. But as I throw the second ball towards her, I suddenly understand what Angelica is doing: sitting just in front of my legs facing me, she pulls out my hard cock from my swimsuit and engulfs it in her mouth. Carefully hidden by the statue, nobody can see her and of course, I must continue to fire at the blonde. Have you ever tried to fire cake at someone while one of the most sexiest and beautiful girl in the world is sucking your cock? With an unbelievable talent I might add? It's hard, real hard.
Sometime twirling her tongue around the head of my cock, she then sucks it in deep, lodging it in her throat. But after a few of those delicious caresses, she simply puts her hand on my ass and forces me to fuck her mouth. With her tongue pressing against the delicate underside and my head reaching her throat more often than not, we both know that I won't last long. A few cakes later, I feel her putting on the suction, her lips solidly wrapped around the base of my cock and the head now nestled in her throat. The small fucking motions I make are more than enough to push me over the edge in seconds. And that's exactly what I do.
As everybody there shouts either for me or the blonde, I explode in a long deserved climax and I try my best not to let it show. As her tongue has resumed it's wild caresses, she pushes me in and out in long strokes. But when she feels my cum flowing into her mouth, she clamps her lips just beneath the head of my cock and sucks for all she worth, never forgetting to lick the sensible head. In a moment of pure delight, I feel a cake hitting me full in the face, but somehow I don't care. As everybody shouts for the blonde's victory, I feel Angelica pulling my cock out of her mouth and getting up.
"You can have him Alexah, he can't even defend me correctly..."
Before she leaves, I grab her arm and tell her, laughing with cake on my face: "I'm going to get you back for that..."
"I'll be waiting. ...and Iann, if ever you feel generous, I'm still quite hungry..." With a theatrical gesture, she wipes her mouth with the back of her hand, dissipating the crowd's any remaining doubts. She then smiles and goes back to her table. But by the time I reach mine, I see Alexah beside me with a large grin:
"I'm sorry Iann, I never thought you'd be that distracted..." She knows. Of course she knows. "Lucia, do you mind if I clean him up?"
"Not at all, go ahead." I can clearly feel the contained laughter in Lucia's voice. I had not portrayed her as the laughing type, but I may have been wrong. Stopping my thoughts short, Alexah moves close to me and leans in for what looks like a kiss. Her outstanding breasts, laughing in the face of gravity, mash against my chest. Summer dresses are thin and God aren't those breasts huge! But instead of kissing me as I thought she would, she begins to slowly and carefully lick the cake's icing from my face. No one had ever done that before, but somehow I find it incredibly erotic. After a few licks she wraps her arms around my back and turns the heat even more.
She doesn't do anything different, but the feeling is sure different. Her breasts spread their heat on my chest, massaging me with two poking nipples. But as she licks close to my ear, she whispers:
"Hmmm Iann, you taste so delicious. Oh! I'm sorry, this must have been Angelica's line... ooooh, hard again already? You're lucky Lucia chose you so soon, otherwise we would all be fucking you senseless... Of course, nothing chains you to her, if you wish for something extra!" After saying this, she pulls back and turns around towards Lucia.
"After dinner, could you show him to the showers? I think he needs one..." Leaving with a smile, she flashes me her ass by lifting the hem of her light dress: nothing underneath. As I turn back to Lucia, I'm pleased to see that she still has a shining grin. Bold and unconcerned, I ask her:
"So, you've chosen me?"
"Hmmm, I'm going to have to get back to those two. They were not supposed to tell you this. But yes, I did. I hope you don't mind my choosing so quickly?"
Surprised by the question, I stare into those emerald eyes: "Of course not, I just couldn't believe it. I'm more than happy that you did. But I have some question about that." Turning around to find out exactly what she saw of me and Angelica, I realize that she must have seen the whole thing. "It obviously doesn't bother you to have seen Angelica... well, you know."
"Suck you off good? No, you're right it doesn't. And if you want to share that shower with Alexah, it doesn't bother me either. Besides, you do need a shower."
"But then what the heck does chosen mean? Alexah said that if you hadn't, she and the others would have... would have..."
"Fucked you senseless. I heard." Once again, her smile lingers one the verge of laughter. She is way, way too beautiful!
"How does it all fit together if you don't mind me sharing a shower with Alexah?"
After a mall pause, she answers: "You see, it's more like a non-spoken agreement than anything else. It would be unseemly for Angelica and Alexah to spend an entire night of sex with you without me present. Unseemly but not impossible. And it would not bother me too much. But since I know both of them quite well, they'll probably join us in your room tomorrow night or some other night. ...you seemed surprised!"
"No no, it's just my imagination running wild suddenly." But I do have trouble thinking clearly: the thought of spending the night with the three of them is simply impossible to imagine. Trying to focus, I ask her: "You don't mind sharing me? I sure would have trouble sharing you."
"Yes I know. Most guests and some of the residents are like you. But don't worry, there's no prejudice against those with narrower values, and we don't play behind guests' backs. We like you far too much for that..."
We spent about an hour and a half talking and eating. With each word, I found myself more and more happy to have been chosen by her. She is wonderful, and with the hints she gave me all supper long, she must be a goddess in bed, or wherever else for that matter. But as we walk in the corridors, I don't recognize the way we first used to get there.
"Don't worry Iann, I'm not going to get lost. I'm just showing you to the showers... and don't ask me again if I'm sure that I don't mind. I know Alexah very well and I know he wouldn't try anything too funny. Stop thinking like we're still in the outside world. Castle Holmes is special, an if you don't take advantage of this, you'll loose your time. Here, there they are. She's probably waiting for you."
"Where will you be?"
"Either in the hall or in your room. But don't you dare hurry to return. I don't want you to leave Alexah dry, OK?"
"Sure... err, don't worry."
As she kisses me before leaving me off, I feel once again her heat and charm enveloping me like a warm blanket. Maybe she feels something like that too, and maybe that's why she's not afraid to loose me to Alexah's arms or whatever body part... But as I look at her walking away like a black panther, loosening her hair purposefully, I smile: she really is incredible, and I could easily fall in love with her. Calling my name from the opposite direction, I see Alexah walking up to me, still wearing that flimsy dress.
"Ready for your shower?"
"Sure."
Grabbing my hardening cock through my swimsuit, she says: "Hmm, I see that you are!"
As we walk in, I'm surprised to see a huge shower room with no divisions of any kind. Also, there is at least six or seven women already there, all as nude as the day they were born. When Alexah sees me putting my hand over my cock, she says: "Oh don't worry about that hard-on; if you only knew how wet I am!" She laughs sweetly while offering her hand to me. After I kissed her palm, she says: "Thanks, but that was not why I gave you my hand..." Holding mine, she walks closer to me and pulls it down to her pussy. "Here, you see that you don't have anything to be shy about? I'm at least as excited as you are..." And indeed her pussy is dripping with her thick juices. But before pulling out, I curl up one finger and slip it in her hole.
"Oh you little devil! Maybe you are more excited..." Pulling my hand and finger out, she wraps her arms around me and whispers: "I wouldn't mind normally, but when there are other people around, we try to keep the shower room as sexless as possible. I hope you don't mind too much?"
"No, that's alright."
"But you don't have to be ashamed of your hard cock, it would like be asking us to hide our breasts when men came here. And I don't think you'd like that."
Slipping off the two thin straps on her shoulders, she moves her arms to her side and lets the dress crumble at her feet. As I had guessed, she wasn't wearing anything underneath.
"I hope you're not the kind of men that only like tight trimmed bushes?"
"No, quite the contrary!"
"Good for you: the last time I checked, Lucia's was as thick as mine. Of course, I hope you'll notice it quick enough, hers is as black as her hair..."
With that, she slides one hand to her bush and plays around with it, as if it needed any combing. Lush and thick, her blonde curls appear to burst out of her pussy. Noticing my stare, she says: "Want to take a closer look before I get it all wet?" Smiling up at her as I catch the jest, I kneel in front of her and pull her closer to me. "Just don't forget that we're in the shower..." I simply nod, not taking my eyes away.
Her fully blown and furry bush simply captivates me. As my fingers taste the softness my eyes can only see, I see goosebumps appearing beneath the thick mat of hairs. Long curls, nearly locks, flow wildly around: little storm of sunrays dancing above her pussy. Suddenly as I play with her curls, a small and pale tattoo appears beneath the blonde veil. Tickling her unintentionally, I open up this dense veil and finally see the tattoo clearly. Small, not more than half an inch, it's placed on the right side of her bush. A small yellow sun with a few small rays shining outward. But there's a single ray that flows across her entire bush, long and straight. When I raise my head to ask her what it is, she puts her finger on her lips and shakes her head a bit. Unable to discover why she won't let me know what it is, I simply get up and take her hand to the showers.
Of the ten showerheads, 6 are still occupied by women, and since no two adjacent showers are free, we're forced to take two places that are directly facing one another. After quickly washing my face, I turn around to look at Alexah. Like many others here, she seems too beautiful to be true. But, from the embrace she gave me earlier, I know she is, and my cock knows it too. As her long hair is matted down on her back, I admire the impossible curves. Tight waist, widening hips and an ass to die for, she incarnates beauty. Not like some sexy pre-nubile teenager, but like a 25 or 26 years old woman, a ripened and fully-grown sensuality. As she turns around, I can admire her breasts, and have trouble not falling on my knees. Rich, heavy, several pounds of natural female flesh, they are just beneath the limit of what would be too big for me. But, seeing the pink nipples deliciously capping those mounds of love, it takes all my strength not to go over there and grab them lewdly. And the worst part is that I know she'd probably love that...
One by one, the women leave the showers and no one comes to replace them. A few of them gave me appreciative glances and friendly smiles, but for now, my eyes are glued to Alexah. Still facing the wall as she washes the soap from her hair, I silently walk behind her. Guiding my cock between her legs, I thrust it inside her in less than a second. Pushing through her lips, I find her hole and drive my cock home with a noisy slap of my balls against her pussy. Her moan quickly follows and fills the shower with raw sex. With my hands already on her breasts, I feel her nipples ignoring the hot water and growing hard between my fingers. After the initial surprise, I see her looking around and, pleased with the emptiness of the room, she places her hands on the wall and spreads her legs for me. "You really are a little devil aren't you? Ohhh god, fuck me Iann, drive that cock home, hard and fast."
Squeezing her breasts to easily feel them overflow my hands, I pull my cock back and begin to give her all I have. Hard and fast as she wishes, I let myself turn into an animal, a sex deprived animal. "Oh yes that's sooo good Ian, fuck me hard, give it all to me... Don't you hold back, uuungh, oooooohh yeah, that's good, uuungh, uuungh, yes, give it to me, split me open with that cock of yours, fuck my brains out...". I can't believe how hot she suddenly got, and neither can I believe that tightness, that enrapturing tightness with which she envelops my cock with every stroke. "Ohhh yes, fuck me with that, uuuunghh, fat cock of yours, fuck me, fuck me..." And with that, she explodes in my arms. Moans louder than I thought possible fill the room once again as she trembles all over, urging me not to slow down. "Don't you even think.... oh my God, uuungh, think of slowing down. Oooh, oooh, drive it harder Iann, fuck me 'till I fall senseless..."
And after long incredible minutes of non-stopping climaxes, her knees give way under her weight and I follow her down. On all four before me, apparently aware of nothing but her pussy, she pants and moans like a bitch in heat. Whipping her head and hair around, she continues to push back against my cock, screaming at me to fill her with my cum. And surprisingly, as I climax deep within her, I feel a surge of my cum filling her, so close after my last climax. But, as I let myself fall on her back, I let my cock fall out of her, nearly as exhausted as she is.
After helping her get up, I pull her to me for a kiss, my first with her, and then we rinse ourselves off, still alone in the showers. She helps me get into my swimsuit, offering me a last caress, and then puts on her dress. Closing in for another kiss, she then tells me:
"It's Sunray."
"What?"
"My name, it's Sunray." As I smile to her, delighted by her confidence in me, I take her hand as we leave. Upon reaching her room, she smiles and says:
"I f you ever need somethig crazy and hot, don't be afraid to come..."
"I'll remember, don't worry."
Taking a deep breath as I close her door, I don't have to wonder what she means by crazy and hot. And I intend to learn all about it soon. I hope to see her again. No: I will see her again. As I try to find my way back to my room, I cross Angelica and she smiles at me:
"Not too mad at me I hope?"
"Mad? Why would that be?"
"Oh, I don't know, maybe not all men like to get blow jobs?" I join her as she laughs. Then she tells me:
"Maybe we could see each other tonight? Do you think you might enjoy the spa? I'll be there if you wish. And don't forget to bring Lucia with you, I haven't seen her for months."
"I don't know about tonight, but tomorrow sounds good. I think that I'm too tired for a night in a spa."
"Ok, see you tomorrow, and have a good night." What does she mean by that? I don't know, but I'm sure I'll find out soon enough.
When I get back to my room, no one is there and I let myself fall back on my bed exhausted. I had half-expected Lucia to be there. But remembering that she has chosen me anyway, I smile against the pillow and find sleep quite quickly. But when I open my eyes, I don't know how much time later, I find myself in a world of sensuality. Candles everywhere in the room, and Lucia, standing naked at the end of the bed. Crawling on the bed, she walks towards me like a feline, kissing her way up my naked body. How did I get naked? Before I can even speak, she puts her finger on my lips. Moments later, my cock springs into attention, apparently having some energy left. "Don't worry Iann, I don't want to fuck you, or even have sex with you." She must know what Sunray is like... "I only want to be with you tonight."
But the way her breasts tease my chest, and with the peculiar intensity of her kiss all over my face and neck, I don't know what she really wants. When she lets her bush cover my cock and begins to rotate it against me, I know she wants to have sex, but why tell me the opposite? When she slides off me and on her back, she presses the whole length of her body against me, from her right side to her foot. Looking at me with that unique smile, she bends her left knee and spreads her leg to open her pussy. "Want to come?" Without waiting for another invitation, I roll over her and let her open her other leg as widely as the first. I lean my weight on one arm and my other hand grabs my cock, allowing me to tease her slit with its head.
But she surprises me: "No Iann, I really don't want to have sex with you now, you're obviously too tired. Just get inside and kiss me..." Letting my weight do this slow but so enchanting penetration, I just forget about what she said about not having sex and do what she wants. As I feel my cock nestled as deep as it will go, I bring my hand back up and look at her without moving. "Kiss me..." And I do. Leaning softly towards her, I part my lips a little and lock them on hers. As soon as she responds, I feel like I'm submerged into glowing lava. The heat and the softness flowing around us as we let ourselves get lost in the kiss. Passion explodes but keeping it under control only seems to lengthen the pleasure and adds another special touch to the already magical moment. Her tongue grazes mine with no greed or self-complacency and I give her back the same calm kiss, as if we knew nothing could tear us apart. As the minutes pass by, I barely feel her hips rotation peacefully beneath me, adding a touch of cinnamon to the soft essence of our embrace.
After who knows how long, the cinnamon of her pussy around my cock begins to crackle in a thousand red fires and both our climaxes fill us with lust. But, just as with passion, we let this lust slowly leak on each other through the kiss, while I feel her pussy quivering and spasming around my cock as it pushes small but hard thrusts back into her. I only hear her moaning once, in my mouth, and she then squeezes me harder with her arms, not wanting to break this kiss so soon. I feel her nipples hardening on my chest ad her legs trying to close around mine, but nothing stops us. Strangely, I had never done this before, nobody releases the kiss, even though her body is now more relaxed than ever and my cock lays limp within her warmth. Still careful to keep a fluctuating pressure on her sensitive clit, I'm not waiting for anything else in return except the kiss.
Finally, I feel her hands caressing my back and I let myself rest my head on her shoulder. Without any need for words, we gently caress each other for a long time, before I roll over to let sleep reach us. I smile, and I'm sure she does too, when we both bang our hands while searching for each other's.
This morning I'm awakened by Lucia. All the sheets thrown on the floor, she's kneeling beside my waist and just began to pump my cock. As I look down, I see it's bulbous head glistening with what can only be saliva: this explain the intense dream. When she sees that I'm awake, she gives me a few more strokes and gets up: "Good morning Iann, I'll be in the bathroom." With that she turns her back to me and walks to the bathroom. Glide would probably be a better word. She walks slowly, letting every curve and her long raven-black hair sway with each step, she silently moves like a panther in front of her mate. And obeying to the laws of the jungle, I'm drawn to her ass. Feeling like smelling, probing, licking and exploring what's hidden behind those two fleshy cheeks, I get up from the bed and enter the small bathroom.
Bent forward to proudly display her breasts in the mirror, back arched down, ass indecently pushed out and legs spread, Lucia looks at me and moans a low, guttural growl. As quickly as if she had spelled "take me", her growl pulls me to her and I now stand directly behind her. Staring at me in the mirror, she closes her eyes in a soft snarl and rubs the cleft of her ass against my cock. Falling to my knees, I stare for a few seconds at the stunning splendor of her ass.
Soft and bounteous, the peaks of her cheeks standing a few inches away from the cleft in perfect and full roundness, they are an invitation to lust. As she arches her back a bit more, I see her pussy blooming between her cheeks. Pink flesh, dark curls and a telltale sheen that glistens in front of the many candles she probably lit before I woke. Burrowing my face at the top of this treasure filled cleft, I begin to caress, kiss and lick her peachy cheeks. Slowly making my way down to the deepest of jewels, I leave the shores of her cheeks and stay in the valley between them. As my tongue reaches the first yet taboo opening, I linger for a few seconds before moving on. But when I see the shivers and goosebumps that cover her legs and ass when I tease her there, I make a mental note to make another visit here. But, as my cheeks push against hers, I let my tongue pry open her lips and finally reach the pool of wetness that waited for me.
After savoring her and dancing there for a few minutes, I pull out and stand back up. Looking straight into her eyes I lick my lips and whisper: "You're delicious..." Somehow she purrs when I say that, a real purr that arouses me even more. Bending my knees a little, I guide the head of my cock in the folds I just tasted and pop my glans in. With my hands on the hips of that woman in heat, I already begin small fucking motions. With each ten or fifteen stroke, I push in another inch or so and repeat this teasing technique until my cock is once again buried in her warmth. Without even thinking of stopping or slowing down, her small growls and throaty breaths instead urge me to fuck her harder.
Contrary to the blonde and crazy sex of Alexah, this wild and feral sex with Lucia, if at least as intense, is somehow deeper, more real. Twisting her head around, her mouth opened in yet silent roars, she pushes back against my cock, grinding it and squeezing it as if she wanted me to suck me in whole. Rotating the angle of my penetration, I stop trying to find the ideal one when her breaths instantly become moans or growls, I don't know which exactly. With her legs bent a bit, and while I stand as tall as I can, I drive my cock downward into her, raking her clit from the inside. After letting herself fall on the bathroom counter, she places her hands on her pussy and, with her fingers, keeps my cock from falling out. Now in a more easy position since she lowered her ass, I reposition my feet and turn on the intensity.
Forgetting all about the growls, she begins to cry and moan uncontrollably, filling the little room with loud shouts of ecstasy. But after a few more strokes of this beastly fuck, her low moans turn once again into some weird kind of growls as she twists and moves around on the counter. Seeing her, all feral and wild with lust, pushes me over the top and I feel my climax building fast. Repositioning myself behind her, I return to the deepest possible thrusts I can and fuck her for all I'm worth. Feeling my climax approaching, Lucia lifts herself on her arms and places them on the mirror before pushing back against me with them. Deep and unbridled strokes greeted by strong pushes and inhuman grinding of her ass are much more than we really needed to get off.
As we both climax gloriously, we don't hear the door opening. As I open my eyes to stare once more at the sight of my cock buried deep between her cheeks, I see someone from the corner of my eyes. After the few final thrusts turn into a deep and unmoving penetration, I turn my head to see Angelica standing there, shamelessly staring at us. Lucia, still lying across the counter and laughing at the sight of Angelica, says:
"Don't you have any decency? What are you doing here?" She then throws a towel directly at her face.
"Hey! I heard you crying and shouting as I walked by: I though he was maybe hurting you..."
When Lucia laughs at the ridiculous excuse, I feel her pussy contracting around me. When I close my eyes at the sensation, Angelica notices it.
"Looks like you're having quite and effect on him, Lucia."
Giving me one last squeeze of her pussy, Lucia gets up from the counter and pulls away. With a devilish grin, she walks to Angelica and tears her bikini top away. For a short second, I see her majestic breasts quivering before my eyes, and her two hot pink nipples dancing around. But quicker than I thought possible, Lucia bumps into Angelica and turns her head to kiss her fiercely. In a playful tone she doesn't even try to hide, Lucia breaks the kiss for a few seconds and says: "I'm not going to tolerate this anymore. Now you're going to get it girl!" With that, Lucia pushes Angelica to our bed and throws her on it quite strongly. On her back and without any thought about her naked breasts, Angelica tries to fight back. But Lucia is much to quick and within a few seconds, Angelica is as naked as Lucia and me.
Seeing that my cock is not quite ready to come back to life, I sit in the large armchair directly opposite to the bed's end and watch them fight. Lunging towards one another or throwing each other on the bed, they play like if they were still small girls. But the show is incredibly more interesting! Breasts displayed by arched backs, asses outlined by bent thighs, pussies bared by wide open legs... Within minutes Angelica's body has no more secrets for my eyes, as the funny fight continues. With my cock as hard as earlier, I begin to pump it slowly as I watch the two of them trying to pin the other down.
Suddenly, even though she seemed the best fighter by far, Lucia finds herself on her back, her opened legs directly pointing at me with her knees bent at the edge of the bed. I can clearly see her pussy and I find the coincidence quite unbelievable. But when I see Angelica jumping on her, I understand. While pinned with her arms above her head and unable to move, Lucia has an edge that Angelica didn't think of. On her knees above Lucia's hips, Angelica's arms hold Lucia's hands tight and so her ass is pushed out lewdly and her pussy more than opened for me. With her knees nearly on the edge of the bed, she stands only a few feet from me. Silently standing up, I move behind her. Angelica, in between breaths, asks:
"Oh Lucia, did Iann left you too weak to fight?"
"I don't think so Angelica..."
Just as she finishes saying her name, I plunge my cock as deep as it will go into her pussy. Wet from all the teasing and caressing they did to each other during the fight, her pussy easily allows me to fill her. Sheathed to the hilt through the burning hot curls, I quickly begin to fuck her. Opening and closing tightly around my cock, her cunt was overflowing with juices and soon slurping and slushing sounds follow our rhythm. Angelica and me don't bother to change position, but I see Lucia pulling herself upward. As I see her legs blooming apart around Angelica, I understand. And so does she: burying her face in Lucia's pussy, she begins to hungrily eat and suck her. Since I just did explode in Lucia's pussy, I'm not afraid to take the fullest, deepest and hardest strokes that I can. Taking the full onslaught of my passion, Angelica starts to moan into Lucia's pussy.
While fucking this hot redhead wench, I stare at Lucia as she flails her head and arms around under Angelica's touch. Her breasts dancing like wildflowers, her face distorted once again by pleasure, her moans twisting her mouth and her hands locked on Angelica's head, no doubt trying to pull her closer than she already is: crowning our previous fuck, this lesbian cunnilingus seems to blow her mind off. And when she comes, it's like a raging storm that suddenly explodes inside her. Moans, shivers, frantic shuddering... she seems in trance. But soon enough, she rolls over for no apparent reason, taking her pussy well out of Angelica's reach.
I quickly understand. Even though I'm feeling a downpour of sensations from Angelica's pussy, I'm still far from cumming. But my deep thrusts are pushing her to overwhelming heights of ecstasy. Letting herself lean forward, she lays down on the bed without letting me fall out of her pussy. Once her breasts reach the bed, she slides her hands under herself and pushes them down to her pussy. And that's when it began: one of the most fascinating and beautiful sights in my entire life. As soon as her fingers reached her clit, a first climax filled her body. But, seeing that I was not slowing down, she kept massaging herself and simply didn't stop climaxing.
I feel wave after wave of climaxes hitting her, filling her pussy with an uncanny strength to grip my cock. But Lucia's pussy drained me completely and I'm not ready to cum yet. For long and delicious minutes, Angelica doesn't stop cumming for one single second. Finally, feeling my balls boiling, I explode inside her while another orgasm ravages her entire body. Rolling off to find myself into Lucia's arms, I look at Angelica while she pants hard to catch her breath.
After a short while, she looks at us and smiles: "I think he survived through all the Succubus had for him...". Leaning towards her, Lucia kisses her shoulder and gets up: "Come on Iann, let's let her sleep for a while." We head for the dining room, where a number of maids wait for the guests and residents with a wide variety of breakfasts. I don't think I'll need to have dinner, or even supper for that matter: we ate like starving animals...
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