"Are you sure about this, Robert?" Nancy asked. "You've never given me to friends of yours before. Won't it upset you to see me with them?"
"Nancy, I've seen you fucking lots of people. What do you mean I've never given you to anyone before. What about Opali?"
"That was different. He... he was your servant, not your friend," Nancy said, quickly glancing at Jules as he drove us through the city on the way out to the country, toward Ashley and Nick's place. It was hard to see Nancy in only the dim light from passing cars and overhead streetlights, but Robert could tell she was blushing. What a sweet, frail, incredibly sexy young girl this was. He was lucky to have found her again after all these months. Somehow they had become separated during their trip through Europe, and since Nancy had no idea where Robert had planned for them to go next, she had been forced to return to the States alone. Only recently had she and Robert been able to find one another again, thanks to the wonders of Internet communications. And now here they were, off on another sexual odyssey again together, resuming exactly where they were when losing touch with one another so many months before.
"Did you wear the black garter belt, Nancy?" Robert asked quietly.
"Yes," Nancy replied, looking down, no mistaking the fact that she was obviously blushing this time.
"And the panties? You know the ones."
"Yes." A whisper, the restrained excitement evident in her quivering voice.
"The crotchless ones, yes? The ones that so nicely expose your bare, shaved cunt?"
"Yes," she mewed, squirming on the seat of the limousine. Robert noticed Jules watching them in the rear view mirror, as did Nancy.
"Show me," he said quietly.
"Right here?"
"Yes. Lift up your skirt. To your waist."
"Oh God," Nancy moaned, hesitating only for a moment before reaching down to the hem of the short, black dress. Then she began pulling it slowly upward, over her thighs, above her crotch, exposing her beautiful pussy to Robert and as well to Jules as she held the skirt up for the two of them.
Peering out over the bottom of her dress as she held it up just below her eyes, Nancy looked at Jules in the mirror. Then, without having to be told, she began to spread her legs wider apart, causing the lace trimmed black satin panties to gape open, exposing her dewy pussy to both of the men staring at it.
"Better keep your eyes on the road, Jules," Robert teased.
"And on Mistress Nancy's cunt, sir, if you don't mind," he laughed, staring directly into the shadowy crotch where Nancy's pussy slowly opened and closed for him like some erotic fish trying to breath. The pink wetness of her inner cunt was exposed, and Nancy knew it, her face flushed, her stomach churning with forbidden excitement. The long, thigh-high stockings and black panties framed the ivory purity of her cunt flesh, and as the men watched, Nancy reached down and brazenly slid two fingers into her wet opening, moaning softly as she began to finger-fuck herself.
"Yes, Nancy. That's nice... very nice. Don't you think so, Jules?"
"Yes. Very nice. Will she lick her fingers for us, sir?"
"Oh yes, I think she'll definitely do that for us, won't you, Nancy."
Nancy looked at Robert, her eyelids drooping as she fought to keep them open. She was so close now, already, and the evening had just begun.
"Please, Robert. I... I need to...."
"Yes, baby, it's okay. Do it. Come for us. Come, Nancy. Fuck yourself and come for us. Then you can lick your fingers, and wipe the juice on your cheeks so Ashley and Nick will know what a hot cunt you are."
"Oh Godddddd!" Nancy moaned, her head falling to one side, eyes closed, as her orgasm washed over her.
"She's extremely exciting, isn't she, sir," Jules observed. Nancy opened her eyes and smiled at him, then slowly withdrew her fingers from her flooded pussy. Leaning forward, she held them just beneath Jules' nose.
"Can you smell me, Jules? Would you like to lick them for me tonight instead of me doing it?"
"Yes."
"Then do it, you fucker," Nancy said, wiping her wet fingers across the chauffeur's lips, pleased when he opened his mouth and began sucking on them.
"Is she as delicious as ever, Jules?" Robert asked.
"Hmmm. Yes. Just like always, sir," he said, licking his lips as Nancy sank back into the rich leather upholstery of the long, black Cadillac.
"Good. I can't wait to share you with Ashley and Nick. They are both going to enjoy eating you so much."
"Both, Robert?" Nancy asked, curious. "Is... is Ashley bi?"
"Sometimes. Like you, on occasion. When she gets hot enough, and I'm sure tonight will be one of those occasions, Nancy. Very sure."
Nancy dropped her skirt, and they rode the remainder of the way in silence, interrupted only by Robert giving Jules instructions on how to find Ashley and Nick's estate. After a short ride into the country, Robert spotted their place.
"There, Jules. The next drive. Good, they've left the gates open for us. Turn in there, between those stone columns."
The big car pulled smoothly into a long, winding wooded lane that seemed to go on for perhaps a half mile or so before the mansion was finally spotted at the top of the hill. The imposing structure was almost totally blocked out by the huge trees surrounding it, and as Jules pulled to a stop in the large circular drive in front of the mansion, the front door opened and Nick stepped out onto the porch.
"Hey, Nick," Robert said, getting out of the car, walking around it to open the door for Nancy.
"You made it to our little country home without any problems, I hope," Nick said.
"None. Great directions." Turning to help Nancy out of the car, Robert held her hand as they walked up the long flight of steps to where Nick was standing. "Nick, meet Nancy. Nancy, this is Nick. Don't let his good looks fool you. He's actually much better looking naked, as you'll soon see. He's got a cock like a horse."
"Robert's still full of shit, I see," Nick grinned, staring at Nancy. "It's very nice to meet you, Nancy. Robert was right. You're very delicately beautiful. Come in. Please. Ah, Robert, your guy can take the car around back. I'll tell Magda to fix him up with some coffee and dessert in the kitchen if that's okay."
"Jules... okay?" Robert asked.
"Very good, sir. Thank you," he answered, returning to the car.
As the three of them walked into the huge stone English Tudor mansion, Robert said, "So where's the goddess, Nick? Working out, doing reps again, or what?"
"God. She's been 'working out' all day in anticipation of tonight. I think her fingers must be cramped by now, she's masturbated so many times today."
"See, Nancy, I told you these were our kind of people," Robert laughed.
They followed Nick through the huge foyer and into a large, richly decorated room. Orange hues from a roaring fire flickered across dark walnut judge's paneling, as soft jazz played from several ceiling speakers around the room.
"Sounds like MJQ," Robert said.
"You have a good ear, my man. That it is," Nick said, walking behind a long, pewter bar. "It's an old Modern Jazz Quartet Verve label, reissued on CD. Thank God for modern technology. Kir Royales okay?" he asked, removing a bottle of champagne from an ice bucket on the bar.
"Great. Okay for you, babe?" Robert asked Nancy.
"Sure... that's fine," she said, looking around the room. The entire wall surrounding the fireplace contained built-in bookshelves, filled with all kinds of obviously well worn books.
"Speaking of technology, here's a toast to the Net," Robert said, lifting his glass when Robert handed it to him. "If it weren't for technology I'd never have met the three of you, best lovers in the entire world."
"Did someone mention lovers?" Ashley asked, entering the room, smiling. The three of them turned at the sound of her voice. As usual, Ashley was stunning. She was wearing a black slip over black patterned stockings and black pumps. A simple diamond necklace adorned her neck, with diamond dangle earrings containing perhaps eight or ten medium size diamonds. Her ample breasts jiggled softly as she walked across the room toward them, and Robert could tell Nancy was impressed with the stark sexuality of this goddess.
"Ashley, sweetie... meet Nancy," Robert said, introducing the two women.
"Nancy... It is so nice to finally meet you. Robert has told us everything about you. All very good, and all very wicked." Ashley smiled and leaned into Nancy, kissing her softly on the cheek, her lips lingering there just long enough to excite Nancy.
"And you, darling, it's so good to be with you again," Ashley said, hugging Robert. They kissed, softly, and Robert reached down and cupped Ashley's huge breasts in his hands, squeezing them, feeling the nipples beneath the palms of his hands growing erect instantly.
"Hmm, stop, or we'll never even enjoy a drink first," Ashley sighed, her voice throaty, excited.
Nick handed a glass of the chilled champagne enhanced with a few drops of creme d'cassis to Ashley, after which the four of them gently clinked glasses as Nick proposed a toast.
"Here's to great sex. With old friends, and new ones," he said, staring at Nancy. Nancy blushed again, and Robert winked at Nick.
"I told you she was a delicate little flower, didn't I?"
"She's lovely," Nick said, staring at Nancy. Nancy felt her pussy growing wet, and wanted desperately to touch herself, but as she was the youngest one in the group by far, she felt she'd better wait for the others to start things.
"What is your favorite kind of sex, Nancy?" Ashley asked.
"I... I don't know, really. I... I love sex so much. I... it's hard to say what I like best." Nancy blushed again, looking down, then murmured, "What about you?"
"Me. Oh God, I love almost anything," Ashley said, laughing. "Don't I, darling," she said to Nick.
"Just about. Although I don't think you'd enjoy being tied up and whipped or anything painful like that," he teased.
"Nancy rather enjoys being tied, and used, don't you, Nancy," Robert said. "She says it takes away her guilt. Helps her let go of any feelings of responsibility for her actions. She says it allows her to really get into some very hot, nasty scenes, right baby?"
"I...."
"Nasty, Nancy?" Ashley said, moving next to Nancy, pressing her large breasts into Nancy's arm. "Like, how nasty?"
"I think Nancy likes cum almost as much as you, Ashley," Robert grinned.
"Impossible," Ashley said lightly. "Couldn't be. No one loves nice hot, thick, juicy cum as much as I."
"I... I do love it. He's right," Nancy whispered. "I... I love it when a guy comes on me, on my... on my face, and my breasts. Or at least on what little breasts I do have. I'm much flatter than you, as you can see. You... you have beautiful breasts," Nancy said, staring at Ashley.
"These, darling?" Ashley said, slowly pulling the straps from her slip down over her shoulders, letting the slip slide down her body to the floor. Under the slip she was wearing a pair of black, lace trimmed French cut bikini panties, and a matching garter belt, attached to her thigh high black stockings. Cupping her breasts for Nancy, she reached out and drew Nancy's hand toward her, the one holding the glass of champagne.
"Pour some on my tits, Nancy," Ashley said. "Then suck it off."
Nancy slowly began to tilt the glass, watching as it began dripping the bubbly raspberry colored liquid down onto Ashley's tits.
"Hmmm, so cold. Make them warm, Nancy. Lick them for me. Suck them, baby," Ashley said, pulling Nancy's head down toward her soft, wet tits.
"Oh God," Nancy moaned, leaning into Ashley, her lips locking onto Ashley's tits, licking and sucking the champagne from them, sucking the erect nipples, making little smacking noises as she sucked, bit, then let go of the large breasts.
Robert and Nick began undressing, and in moments both of them were standing naked next to the two exciting women. Moving over to Nancy, Robert unsnapped her dress from behind, then slowly pulled the zipper down her back, helping her off with the dress. Then Nancy was as naked as Ashley, both women standing and kissing as the two men watched, masturbating.
"Mind if I cut in," Robert said, moving between the two women, taking Ashley's hand, leading her over to one of the large leather sofas facing the fireplace.
"Care to fuck?" Nick asked Nancy. "I think I'm ready enough, don't you?" he added, letting Nancy see his huge, throbbing cock.
"Hmmm," Nancy moaned, reaching down for Nick's cock, holding it in her hand, squeezing softly. "It's so... so meaty," she said, moving into Nick, rubbing his cock over her panties. She could feel the pre-cum lubricant oozing out the end of the huge, thick cock, and without hesitation, she dropped to her knees in front of Nick, taking his dick inside her mouth, sucking it, tasting the slippery residue of his pre-cum ejaculate, relishing it, sucking on it as though it was some kind of delicious delicacy.
"Nick calls that his 'cocktail for young ladies," Ashley smiled.
"She seems to like it," Robert said, sliding into Ashley's wet pussy. "Hmmm, and God, do I love this!"
"Ohhh," Ashley mewed, feeling Robert's cock sliding slowly into her. "Fuck her, Nick. I want to watch you fucking that sweet young girl while Robert fucks me," she cooed.
"My pleasure," Nick said. "Do you mind, Nancy?"
"Of course not. My... my pussy is sopping," she groaned, lying on the floor in front of the fire, spreading her leg, her fingers reaching down to pull her wet cunt open for Nick.
"I have to taste it first," he said, crawling between her legs.
"Yes, please!" Nancy hissed, feeling Nick's lips on her swollen cunt, feeling him nibbling on her clit as he ate her. She watched Robert as he fucked Ashley, and again marveled at how this had all happened. She remembered the initial abduction... the times they'd spent at his chateau before leaving for Paris, and Ireland. God, how he had abused her at first, and oh God how she had loved it, craved it, needed it.... And now, here she was, about to fuck another man in front of him, while he fucked that man's wife, or lover, or whatever she was. It was... bizarre, yet she loved it, craved it, and he fed her hunger, urging her on, always talking her into doing more and more... and she loved it... all of it.
Where would it end. She didn't care.
All she knew was how badly she needed sex like this... unrestrained sex, totally uninhibited sex, with Robert, or strangers, she didn't care.
"Now, Nick. Please. Fuck me now," Nancy begged, raising her legs high in the air, exposing herself to this stranger, pleading with him to fuck her, knowing he would, crying out when he did, thrilled to be giving herself to yet another man, for Robert... and for herself....
End of part one.
"Nancy, I've seen you fucking lots of people. What do you mean I've never given you to anyone before. What about Opali?"
"That was different. He... he was your servant, not your friend," Nancy said, quickly glancing at Jules as he drove us through the city on the way out to the country, toward Ashley and Nick's place. It was hard to see Nancy in only the dim light from passing cars and overhead streetlights, but Robert could tell she was blushing. What a sweet, frail, incredibly sexy young girl this was. He was lucky to have found her again after all these months. Somehow they had become separated during their trip through Europe, and since Nancy had no idea where Robert had planned for them to go next, she had been forced to return to the States alone. Only recently had she and Robert been able to find one another again, thanks to the wonders of Internet communications. And now here they were, off on another sexual odyssey again together, resuming exactly where they were when losing touch with one another so many months before.
"Did you wear the black garter belt, Nancy?" Robert asked quietly.
"Yes," Nancy replied, looking down, no mistaking the fact that she was obviously blushing this time.
"And the panties? You know the ones."
"Yes." A whisper, the restrained excitement evident in her quivering voice.
"The crotchless ones, yes? The ones that so nicely expose your bare, shaved cunt?"
"Yes," she mewed, squirming on the seat of the limousine. Robert noticed Jules watching them in the rear view mirror, as did Nancy.
"Show me," he said quietly.
"Right here?"
"Yes. Lift up your skirt. To your waist."
"Oh God," Nancy moaned, hesitating only for a moment before reaching down to the hem of the short, black dress. Then she began pulling it slowly upward, over her thighs, above her crotch, exposing her beautiful pussy to Robert and as well to Jules as she held the skirt up for the two of them.
Peering out over the bottom of her dress as she held it up just below her eyes, Nancy looked at Jules in the mirror. Then, without having to be told, she began to spread her legs wider apart, causing the lace trimmed black satin panties to gape open, exposing her dewy pussy to both of the men staring at it.
"Better keep your eyes on the road, Jules," Robert teased.
"And on Mistress Nancy's cunt, sir, if you don't mind," he laughed, staring directly into the shadowy crotch where Nancy's pussy slowly opened and closed for him like some erotic fish trying to breath. The pink wetness of her inner cunt was exposed, and Nancy knew it, her face flushed, her stomach churning with forbidden excitement. The long, thigh-high stockings and black panties framed the ivory purity of her cunt flesh, and as the men watched, Nancy reached down and brazenly slid two fingers into her wet opening, moaning softly as she began to finger-fuck herself.
"Yes, Nancy. That's nice... very nice. Don't you think so, Jules?"
"Yes. Very nice. Will she lick her fingers for us, sir?"
"Oh yes, I think she'll definitely do that for us, won't you, Nancy."
Nancy looked at Robert, her eyelids drooping as she fought to keep them open. She was so close now, already, and the evening had just begun.
"Please, Robert. I... I need to...."
"Yes, baby, it's okay. Do it. Come for us. Come, Nancy. Fuck yourself and come for us. Then you can lick your fingers, and wipe the juice on your cheeks so Ashley and Nick will know what a hot cunt you are."
"Oh Godddddd!" Nancy moaned, her head falling to one side, eyes closed, as her orgasm washed over her.
"She's extremely exciting, isn't she, sir," Jules observed. Nancy opened her eyes and smiled at him, then slowly withdrew her fingers from her flooded pussy. Leaning forward, she held them just beneath Jules' nose.
"Can you smell me, Jules? Would you like to lick them for me tonight instead of me doing it?"
"Yes."
"Then do it, you fucker," Nancy said, wiping her wet fingers across the chauffeur's lips, pleased when he opened his mouth and began sucking on them.
"Is she as delicious as ever, Jules?" Robert asked.
"Hmmm. Yes. Just like always, sir," he said, licking his lips as Nancy sank back into the rich leather upholstery of the long, black Cadillac.
"Good. I can't wait to share you with Ashley and Nick. They are both going to enjoy eating you so much."
"Both, Robert?" Nancy asked, curious. "Is... is Ashley bi?"
"Sometimes. Like you, on occasion. When she gets hot enough, and I'm sure tonight will be one of those occasions, Nancy. Very sure."
Nancy dropped her skirt, and they rode the remainder of the way in silence, interrupted only by Robert giving Jules instructions on how to find Ashley and Nick's estate. After a short ride into the country, Robert spotted their place.
"There, Jules. The next drive. Good, they've left the gates open for us. Turn in there, between those stone columns."
The big car pulled smoothly into a long, winding wooded lane that seemed to go on for perhaps a half mile or so before the mansion was finally spotted at the top of the hill. The imposing structure was almost totally blocked out by the huge trees surrounding it, and as Jules pulled to a stop in the large circular drive in front of the mansion, the front door opened and Nick stepped out onto the porch.
"Hey, Nick," Robert said, getting out of the car, walking around it to open the door for Nancy.
"You made it to our little country home without any problems, I hope," Nick said.
"None. Great directions." Turning to help Nancy out of the car, Robert held her hand as they walked up the long flight of steps to where Nick was standing. "Nick, meet Nancy. Nancy, this is Nick. Don't let his good looks fool you. He's actually much better looking naked, as you'll soon see. He's got a cock like a horse."
"Robert's still full of shit, I see," Nick grinned, staring at Nancy. "It's very nice to meet you, Nancy. Robert was right. You're very delicately beautiful. Come in. Please. Ah, Robert, your guy can take the car around back. I'll tell Magda to fix him up with some coffee and dessert in the kitchen if that's okay."
"Jules... okay?" Robert asked.
"Very good, sir. Thank you," he answered, returning to the car.
As the three of them walked into the huge stone English Tudor mansion, Robert said, "So where's the goddess, Nick? Working out, doing reps again, or what?"
"God. She's been 'working out' all day in anticipation of tonight. I think her fingers must be cramped by now, she's masturbated so many times today."
"See, Nancy, I told you these were our kind of people," Robert laughed.
They followed Nick through the huge foyer and into a large, richly decorated room. Orange hues from a roaring fire flickered across dark walnut judge's paneling, as soft jazz played from several ceiling speakers around the room.
"Sounds like MJQ," Robert said.
"You have a good ear, my man. That it is," Nick said, walking behind a long, pewter bar. "It's an old Modern Jazz Quartet Verve label, reissued on CD. Thank God for modern technology. Kir Royales okay?" he asked, removing a bottle of champagne from an ice bucket on the bar.
"Great. Okay for you, babe?" Robert asked Nancy.
"Sure... that's fine," she said, looking around the room. The entire wall surrounding the fireplace contained built-in bookshelves, filled with all kinds of obviously well worn books.
"Speaking of technology, here's a toast to the Net," Robert said, lifting his glass when Robert handed it to him. "If it weren't for technology I'd never have met the three of you, best lovers in the entire world."
"Did someone mention lovers?" Ashley asked, entering the room, smiling. The three of them turned at the sound of her voice. As usual, Ashley was stunning. She was wearing a black slip over black patterned stockings and black pumps. A simple diamond necklace adorned her neck, with diamond dangle earrings containing perhaps eight or ten medium size diamonds. Her ample breasts jiggled softly as she walked across the room toward them, and Robert could tell Nancy was impressed with the stark sexuality of this goddess.
"Ashley, sweetie... meet Nancy," Robert said, introducing the two women.
"Nancy... It is so nice to finally meet you. Robert has told us everything about you. All very good, and all very wicked." Ashley smiled and leaned into Nancy, kissing her softly on the cheek, her lips lingering there just long enough to excite Nancy.
"And you, darling, it's so good to be with you again," Ashley said, hugging Robert. They kissed, softly, and Robert reached down and cupped Ashley's huge breasts in his hands, squeezing them, feeling the nipples beneath the palms of his hands growing erect instantly.
"Hmm, stop, or we'll never even enjoy a drink first," Ashley sighed, her voice throaty, excited.
Nick handed a glass of the chilled champagne enhanced with a few drops of creme d'cassis to Ashley, after which the four of them gently clinked glasses as Nick proposed a toast.
"Here's to great sex. With old friends, and new ones," he said, staring at Nancy. Nancy blushed again, and Robert winked at Nick.
"I told you she was a delicate little flower, didn't I?"
"She's lovely," Nick said, staring at Nancy. Nancy felt her pussy growing wet, and wanted desperately to touch herself, but as she was the youngest one in the group by far, she felt she'd better wait for the others to start things.
"What is your favorite kind of sex, Nancy?" Ashley asked.
"I... I don't know, really. I... I love sex so much. I... it's hard to say what I like best." Nancy blushed again, looking down, then murmured, "What about you?"
"Me. Oh God, I love almost anything," Ashley said, laughing. "Don't I, darling," she said to Nick.
"Just about. Although I don't think you'd enjoy being tied up and whipped or anything painful like that," he teased.
"Nancy rather enjoys being tied, and used, don't you, Nancy," Robert said. "She says it takes away her guilt. Helps her let go of any feelings of responsibility for her actions. She says it allows her to really get into some very hot, nasty scenes, right baby?"
"I...."
"Nasty, Nancy?" Ashley said, moving next to Nancy, pressing her large breasts into Nancy's arm. "Like, how nasty?"
"I think Nancy likes cum almost as much as you, Ashley," Robert grinned.
"Impossible," Ashley said lightly. "Couldn't be. No one loves nice hot, thick, juicy cum as much as I."
"I... I do love it. He's right," Nancy whispered. "I... I love it when a guy comes on me, on my... on my face, and my breasts. Or at least on what little breasts I do have. I'm much flatter than you, as you can see. You... you have beautiful breasts," Nancy said, staring at Ashley.
"These, darling?" Ashley said, slowly pulling the straps from her slip down over her shoulders, letting the slip slide down her body to the floor. Under the slip she was wearing a pair of black, lace trimmed French cut bikini panties, and a matching garter belt, attached to her thigh high black stockings. Cupping her breasts for Nancy, she reached out and drew Nancy's hand toward her, the one holding the glass of champagne.
"Pour some on my tits, Nancy," Ashley said. "Then suck it off."
Nancy slowly began to tilt the glass, watching as it began dripping the bubbly raspberry colored liquid down onto Ashley's tits.
"Hmmm, so cold. Make them warm, Nancy. Lick them for me. Suck them, baby," Ashley said, pulling Nancy's head down toward her soft, wet tits.
"Oh God," Nancy moaned, leaning into Ashley, her lips locking onto Ashley's tits, licking and sucking the champagne from them, sucking the erect nipples, making little smacking noises as she sucked, bit, then let go of the large breasts.
Robert and Nick began undressing, and in moments both of them were standing naked next to the two exciting women. Moving over to Nancy, Robert unsnapped her dress from behind, then slowly pulled the zipper down her back, helping her off with the dress. Then Nancy was as naked as Ashley, both women standing and kissing as the two men watched, masturbating.
"Mind if I cut in," Robert said, moving between the two women, taking Ashley's hand, leading her over to one of the large leather sofas facing the fireplace.
"Care to fuck?" Nick asked Nancy. "I think I'm ready enough, don't you?" he added, letting Nancy see his huge, throbbing cock.
"Hmmm," Nancy moaned, reaching down for Nick's cock, holding it in her hand, squeezing softly. "It's so... so meaty," she said, moving into Nick, rubbing his cock over her panties. She could feel the pre-cum lubricant oozing out the end of the huge, thick cock, and without hesitation, she dropped to her knees in front of Nick, taking his dick inside her mouth, sucking it, tasting the slippery residue of his pre-cum ejaculate, relishing it, sucking on it as though it was some kind of delicious delicacy.
"Nick calls that his 'cocktail for young ladies," Ashley smiled.
"She seems to like it," Robert said, sliding into Ashley's wet pussy. "Hmmm, and God, do I love this!"
"Ohhh," Ashley mewed, feeling Robert's cock sliding slowly into her. "Fuck her, Nick. I want to watch you fucking that sweet young girl while Robert fucks me," she cooed.
"My pleasure," Nick said. "Do you mind, Nancy?"
"Of course not. My... my pussy is sopping," she groaned, lying on the floor in front of the fire, spreading her leg, her fingers reaching down to pull her wet cunt open for Nick.
"I have to taste it first," he said, crawling between her legs.
"Yes, please!" Nancy hissed, feeling Nick's lips on her swollen cunt, feeling him nibbling on her clit as he ate her. She watched Robert as he fucked Ashley, and again marveled at how this had all happened. She remembered the initial abduction... the times they'd spent at his chateau before leaving for Paris, and Ireland. God, how he had abused her at first, and oh God how she had loved it, craved it, needed it.... And now, here she was, about to fuck another man in front of him, while he fucked that man's wife, or lover, or whatever she was. It was... bizarre, yet she loved it, craved it, and he fed her hunger, urging her on, always talking her into doing more and more... and she loved it... all of it.
Where would it end. She didn't care.
All she knew was how badly she needed sex like this... unrestrained sex, totally uninhibited sex, with Robert, or strangers, she didn't care.
"Now, Nick. Please. Fuck me now," Nancy begged, raising her legs high in the air, exposing herself to this stranger, pleading with him to fuck her, knowing he would, crying out when he did, thrilled to be giving herself to yet another man, for Robert... and for herself....
End of part one.
