On his knees, his arms were braced against the tall dress mirror. From behind, Fay stabbed the strap-on cock into him again and again repeating another series of shallow strokes. Holding his cock in her hand, she felt his immediate reaction as his cock flexed in her grip.
She looked at the delicious sight reflected back in the mirror, each sinew of Jack's arms and body were tensed, the swollen zenith of his cock told her everything she needed to know.
"You need a cock in your arse again soon," purred Fay, "you are so hot for it."
A groan was his only reply and his heart thumped powerfully; Jack felt the drip, drip of sweat splash on his body as Fay leant over him. His body craved to climax again and his release built with a frustrating tardiness that pitted his tired body against his mind's libido. His muscles burned with fatigue and his lungs were snatching any air he could give them.
Stroking his cock with more intent, she basked in the control she had over his body and how he had wilfully submitted to her. His cock was fully swollen and it would not be long before she gave him what he desired.
"Cum baby," purred Fay, "do it over the mirror."
Burying the cock into him, the fullness of it and how it grazed that sensitive spot inside him brought him closer and closer. He looked at her again; the quiet determination on her face and her flushed naked torso tipped him over the edge.
As commanded, he groaned wearily and she felt the strong throbbing of his shaft as he came. She fully impaled his arse and the sensation of his perineum biting onto it made his cock flex strongly. Ropes of pearly milk splashed onto the mirror, absent of any violent force as he groaned with relief. She felt the last flex of his cock in the knowledge he was completely spent and she had drained him fully. She stopped stroking and squeezed his cock firmly.
"Good boy, good boy."
Her smile widened, she knew in that moment that he had given all of his energy to her. That was her power over him, he could fuck anyone he wanted but it was only her body that could inspire him to sexual exhaustion. She knew it, he knew it and together they knew it was the passionate physical and emotional bond that bound them together.
In the silence of the bedroom, she laid against his prone body in the warm cosseting bed. Her mollified body matched her tranquil mind and she felt the seldom serene bliss of sexual satisfaction. "What will you do when I hit my sexual peak Jack?" "Satisfy you completely or die trying."
She had never forgotten that exchange of words. She knew that whilst it was said as jestful banter, he meant it with every heartbeat of his being.
Nestled against him like a snug piece of a jigsaw puzzle, she was happy and content. She softly kissed his cheek and he murmured his approval.
"You were magnificent," whispered Fay with heartfelt intent.
"You too," murmured Jack weakly.
"I love you."
Jack let out a breathless gruff moan of approval.
"I love you." he replied.
Leaning up a little, still safe in the comfort of his arm around her, she tenderly ran her fingers through his hair.
"Sleep my darling, sleep."
Jack could only manage a faint smile and a weak nod of the head.
Still stroking his hair lovingly she felt his essence inside her; she looked at him and saw a face so placid and peaceful. Butterflies of pride and adoration swelled through her in what she had done to him.
In that moment, a flood of emotions utterly consumed her. She was a slut, a whore, she was immoral in the eyes of many and yet, he loved her and she loved him.
She lay next to him and watched him drift off into a restful sleep, she realised that whenever they were together, he was witty and full of laughter and he seldom complained. He was honest and never disingenuous with his emotions. He had never once judged her and only on the rarest occasions did he show his vexation with her. It was usually for putting an empty bottle of wine back in the fridge, or leaving the car with a tank full of fumes.
Watching him in this moment of peaceful solace, she knew she could spend a lifetime searching and never find a soul so perfectly matched. Despite being on this earth for only twenty-two years and him for twenty-eight, she hoped that her lifetime search was over and she hoped that Jack felt the same way too.
She knew he would not hear her, yet in this beautiful moment, she wanted to hear what it sounded like coming from her own lips.
"I do." she whispered into his ear in the faintest of voices.
She watched him intently not hoping for an answer but enjoyed the exhilaration of that thought.
She let her body rest down against his and embraced him with her slight thin arm. She felt the soporific sounds of his breathing wash over her like the ebb and flow of the sea against a sun-kissed beach.
And she slept.
As sunlight bled through the heavy curtains, the white painted walls cast a faint watery brightness against his eyelids.
Blearily, Jack opened one eye and then another, he looked at the indentation of the sheets next to him and realised they were vacant. He struggled to focus his sleepy eyes at the red numerals of the bedside clock. 09.47
Jack rolled onto his back and felt the stiffness from his loins that greeted him every morning. Out cold for almost ten hours and his body felt light and devoid of tension. Grasping at his morning cock, the strength in it surprised him. He had given every last ounce of himself last night and yet the thought of her naked next to him still inspired him.
Counting to ten, on ten, he would spring out of bed and hit the shower.
He looked to his side again and with a bleary eye; he looked at the red numerals. 12.26
With a resigned sigh, Jack smiled at his accidental rest. He clearly needed it and felt a restful happiness that Fay had gifted him such soothing sleep without any disturbance.
He didn't bother with a ten count and shuffled himself across the vast bed and to the shower. The villa was noiseless and Jack thought that at lunchtime he would hear the radio or the sounds of Fay pottering through the vast open planned spaces of the villa.
With only a towel wrapped around his showered body, Jack walked along the sweeping curves of the upstairs landing. Realising he had never fully seen every room of the substantial villa; he checked the six bedrooms and all the en-suite bathrooms for signs of life.
Downstairs, he checked the day room, the huge open-plan kitchen with its expansive mezzanine seating area and peered out of the French windows to the rain soaked patio. The wet room and sauna were unoccupied, even the large formal dining room and adjoining formal lounge were untouched. In the corridor that led off to a pantry and utility room, Jack detected the faintest echoes of speech.
Being attuned to the silence, he followed the direction of a voice; it was not distinctive enough to be certain who it was. Concluding it was only himself and Fay in the villa, it had to be Fay's voice. Its brittleness was distinctly female and Jack walked further down the corridor.
The voice came from behind a pale cream-white door, Jack pushed it and it gave out a faint metallic creak. The voice had fallen silent and Jack looked down, polished concrete steps were lit with a warm yellowy light. The concrete felt cold on Jack's feet and he gingerly took each steep step one at a time, the depth of each step barely as deep as his feet were long.
It was a small empty room with a polished grey concrete floor and bare white walls. A faint grey shadow was cast by the filament of the solitary incandescent light bulb. Against the widest wall facing the steps, an imposing black doorframe held a large, sturdy dark-stained oak door. It was completely incongruent to the plain décor and it was closed. It was the heady scent of perfume that piqued his curiosity; the room had recently been occupied.
"Hello," Jack shouted.
He immediately wished he hadn’t done that as the sonorous echo ricocheted off the walls viciously with a tinny sharpness that hurt his ears. He had heard voices down here and Jack immediately concluded that the door must have been open.
His heart began to beat faster, the malevolence of that door and the unfamiliarity of his surroundings accumulated into a strong sense of unease. He ventured towards the door and looked to the iron door knob; it was triangular with rounded edges. He gripped it strongly and it turned with an astonishing fluidity. It was clearly used often; there was not a squeak to be heard.
The sterile light of the room leaked into the lower lit room as Jack cautiously stepped in. His feet were the first to notice that the floor was luxuriously deep-pile carpeted. His eyes struggled to adapt to the lower intensity light as Jack looked for the edges of the floor.
His recoil was instinctive; there she was collared, leashed and standing in the middle of the room. She was ball-gagged and his immediate alarm was only consoled when he looked into her eyes and they sparkled as if smiling. Her body was encased in a black latex half corset, cut under the curve of her exposed breasts. Still frozen in bewilderment, Jack could see that the corset swooped in tight curves over her hips and a scalloped arc pressed across her lower abdomen left her bare pubic bone exposed. Over the tops of her thighs and around the sides, thick black straps held tight black latex stockings in place as she stood on black patent high-heels.
"Fay?" repeated Jack.
In reply, her eyes smiled back and consoled him again.
He span around with alarm to the figure that revealed itself from behind the open door. The crimson red hair was an immediate giveaway, it was Avril. Jack's look of shock made her smile widely across her scarlet painted lips. She approached Jack slowly; the confident gait of her body on high heels beguiled him instantly. Her body was encased in a black latex cat-suit that flattened her breasts and smoothed her riot of womanly curves right down to her ankles. In her hand was a short riding crop and her hair was scraped back into a ponytail caught at a jaunty angle near the crown of her head.
"I didn't have you down as a fan of cyberpunk," stated Jack with a bravado that went way beyond his nerve.
She approached him to within inches of his body and he felt a twinge in his loins at Avril's assertiveness.
"Oh Jack, you still have so much to learn. I would have thought that our encounter at your flat suggested that my needs are less than conventional."
Jack let the side of his mouth crease with an audacious smile, "And Fay?"
"Fay appreciates my needs well. I know you do too Jack, you certainly lacked any reticence last time."
The evocative scent of her perfume mixed with the deeply arousing construct around him. His bewilderment had disappeared replaced with the excitement of another carnal adventure.
Avril pulled at the tightly wrapped bath towel and revealed his stiff cock.
"Typical man," purred Avril as she took it.
She stroked it firmly, the weight and girth of his cock always fascinated her. Letting it rest in its oblique angle to his body, she cupped his balls.
"So, now it is your turn. You will do as I say, ok?"
"Good. It would be better for you if you did. I don't want to use this."
Avril rolled her wrist and with a snap hard against Jack's calf, he let out a startled yelp.
"What the fuck!" he cried.
She squeezed his balls confidently and it silenced him immediately.
"How are you going to do as you're told if you do not understand the consequences," said Avril coldly.
She swatted the back of his leg again.
"Mistress Avril," she stated perfunctorily. "Wait here."
He watched her svelte confined body walk to a corner, picking items from a table set alongside the wall.
As she returned, Jack admired the fluidity of her body as she gilded towards him; he felt himself deeply aroused. She admired his hard cock; she did not need to validate Jack's interest in this endeavour.
"Good. I thought you would like this."
Reaching around his neck, Avril buckled up a black leather collar. With the metallic snap of a trigger hook; she let the cold steel chain rest down his body. He was almost two-hundred pounds of compact, well-built male and yet he allowed himself to be willingly controlled by a slip of a girl barely out of university.
"Against the wall Jack, assume the position," added Avril wryly.
His mind immediately transported him to last night, braced against that mirror as Fay fucked him. Avril pushed a cold finger into him and not wanting to receive another swat from the crop, he bit his lower lip as she penetrated him. He knew what that familiar feeling was, it pushed into his arse and wedged inside him tightly. Knowing better not to fight it, he embraced the warmth as his sphincter adjusted to the plug wedged into his bottom.
"There, all done."
Pulling on his leash, he was led to stand next to Fay. He lusted at Avril's curves entirely encased in patent black latex and he wondered if she was unavailable to him this time. Avril carefully removed the ball gag from Fay's mouth.
"There, no chance of you raising the alarm. Jack seems to have saved me the trouble of going to get him."
"Jack, Jack, it's ok darling, it's ok." assured Fay completing her sentence with a warm smile.
"Did I say you could speak?" retorted Avril hauntingly.
With a swat of the crop on Fay's breast, Jack's blood raised, he wanted to take Avril right now and show her who was boss.
"Mistress, sorry Mistress." replied Fay.
In consolation, Avril eased a finger into Fay's sex and she immediately melted to her touch. Jack's mood turned from peevish anger to willing curiosity once more. He realised that Fay didn't yelp at being hit with the crop and the revelation that she was enjoying this aroused him hugely. Fay eased out a breathless gasp as Avril taunted her body with a careful fingering.
"Firstly, Tanya sends her apologies for her absence. She is in L.A. at present."
"L.A. that's not La Rochelle?" replied Jack.
Avril looked at Jack with a hint of peevishness and the resultant swot from the crop against his leg turned it into a smile.
"Mistress." appended Jack hurriedly.
"Better," added Avril solemnly, "I think you both know why she is there."
Jack looked at Fay and they exchanged a knowledgeable happy smile.
"As your reward, Tanya has arranged a little gathering for you both. We all saw what you did at that hotel, both with Tanya and with that young woman."
"Fuck!" exclaimed Jack.
A swot from the crop soon reminded Jack of his obligation.
"Now, almost all the people that watched your performances would like to experience you both for real. Beyond that door is the old private cinema. The previous owner was a film producer and now it has a different use."
Avril took Jack's cock and squeezed it firmly; a metallic click fastened a tight band around his erect cock and bit into his perineum. Her slow considered strokes of her hand on his cock and the firm teasing of her latex gloved fingers on his nipple filled his shaft with blood. The constriction around the hilt of his cock and the root of his balls would not let it deflate easily. The discomfort of the metal as his perineum bit into it would not let him cum easily. Surveying her handiwork, Avril inspected him; his cock was at its zenith. Each meandering vein down the purposeful shaft stood swollen and hard, he was ready.
Fay's own body began to burn with an all-consuming sexual need and she wanted to be fucked. Watching Avril's provocation of Jack's body, she yearned to be touched again. The deviant thoughts of being used by total strangers inspired her mind and body. The intensity of the heat from her pussy was rising; she knew that her sex would be soaking wet and swollen to its full sensitivity. She knew that her clit would be engorged. Jack's treatment of her body last night was already a distant memory as her mind commanded that her body must have more.
"Now you two, come with me."
Jack's body was stretched by his arms raised over his head; his wrists were manacled to chains held by a pulley fixed to the ceiling. Avril had shown clemency by leaving his feet fully planted onto the cool tiled floor. He watched as masked men and women teased and taunted Fay's prone body. On a padded leather bench, Avril held her down by her wrists as mouths and fingers explored her. Their sensual bodies stretched and strained over Fay, commanded by Avril as the small group explored her.
As one woman knelt between Fay's spread thighs, she lurched upwards in response as she attended to her wet cunt. It was agony for Jack to watch as his body seared with heat, all consumed with a need of its own. He watched as Fay writhed on the bench, the sensual feminine tongue flicking at her clit soon had her slight body tensed with a powerful orgasm. The slender woman adorned with stockings and suspenders rose from her feet, Fay's wrists were released and she made a bee-line to her clit to eke out her orgasm.
Pulling on her leash, Avril commanded that Fay should rise from the bench and Fay looked at Jack's shackled body; she winked at him silently and secretly.
Avril pointed to a towering muscular man, he was masked but his bulk conveyed his intent. On his back, he lay on the bench and his considerable cock pointed upwards. Avril pulled on Fay's leash, she did not need to issue a command as she helped Fay straddle him. Guiding his cock into her, Fay's expression conveyed how his muscular girth felt as she accepted it. She slowly eased his fat cock gently into her cunt, spearing her body slowly until she took him all inside.
Squeezing her breasts with her gloved hands, Fay teased her nipples as she felt his cock stretching her insides. She slowly rode his cock, grinding on the hilt with her clit as she rolled her hips upon him. The deliriousness in her mind was fevered by her thoughts of the shadowy figures watching her body impaled by a thick hard cock. Her attire and the sight of her scarlet sex stretched full of a stranger's cock was her performance for their guests. She revelled in the pleasure of riding him in front of an audience, clad in tight fitting latex and being the complete slut.
Helplessly held in place, Jack could see that Fay's pussy was slicked with a white creamy emulsion as she rode him. He could do nothing as he watched a woman push Fay's body forward. With her face close to Fay's splayed sex, she flicked her tongue over her tight sphincter. Fay's body squirmed with pleasure as Avril beckoned another man to stand alongside them. He was leaner, his athletic body was taut and his cock jutted hard from his slender body. The woman rose and Avril used her hands to slick his man's cock and then she pressed a grease slicked finger into Fay's tight arse. Poleaxed by the sensation, Fay's head shot up in ecstasy, her eyelids flickering as she squeezed them closed.
"You are going to be double penetrated you dirty slut."
Helped onto the bench, the man squatted over her; his hard cock was hanging between his tensed thighs. Avril squeezed his tight balls and guided his cock against her puckered hole. Jack witnessed the startled look on her face as a second cock slid slowly into her. Fay shuddered at the impossible tension building inside her and she yelped as the sturdy cocks started to fuck her body.
Fay wallowed in the prospect of servicing these two cocks and the thought of showing the assembled gathering that she was a cock-hungry whore made her wetten easily. Immolated by the utter depravity of her sexual need, Fay squeezed her muscles against the firm, rigid meat inside her. Her muscles burned and fought against the intent of the anonymous men fucking her. Her mind reeled at the deeply erotic decadence of being used like this. Her body and mind were drunk on lust as she felt her natural response welling powerfully inside her.
Awestruck at the power of Avril's control over Fay's body and at the intent of the two masked men fucking her, Jack's body was aflame. His body betrayed his thoughts as he watched Fay being fucked in both her holes.
Avril approached him, accompanied by a tall statuesque woman and a leashed male. He was sturdily built and his muscular body was confined by the thick straps of a leather studded harness. His cock was hard and erect and sheathed with his balls in shiny black latex; a bright metal ring held his thick cock in place. They moved towards Jack impassively and his heart began to beat faster in trepidation. He knew he was unable to move anything except his legs; his arms fixed in place by the manacles.
"Part your legs," commanded Avril, "Or I will make you."
Tapping his bare ankle with her patent black shoe, Jack shimmied until the tapping stopped. The statuesque masked brunette woman was deeply alluring. Her upper body was shaped by an open cupped chain and leather bustier. It cinched her waist tightly and accentuated the deep sensuous curves of her hips. Her breasts were full and round and her sex was bare and naked. She paused to look him firmly in the eyes and smiled to convey their sexual malice toward his captured body.
Jack could only gaze at her helplessly and tracked her eyes as knelt before his proud rigid cock. Without delay or ceremony; she fed his hard cock into her mouth and sucked on it.
Distracted by the heady sensation, Jack felt surprise as the wedged plug was pulled from his arse. His sense of foreboding returned despite the exquisite relief of having his cock sucked. A firm hand took his hip and Jack winced as the hard cock pressed at his entrance. Violating the tight knot of muscle, the man pushed on and slowly filled his arse; Jack's hissed yelps drew Fay's attention as she witnessed her lover being fucked by another man.
His arse struggled at first as he adjusted to the cock inside him, Jack's groans were his only permitted form of communication. The man fucking him was gasping with each thrust and Jack tried to spur him on by bearing down on his purposeful cock. It now felt intensely pleasurable and any discomfort had disappeared. His sense of foreboding had transformed into a yearning sense for release. It was agitating his lower abdomen into making his cock throb over and over again.
Jack watched as each hard cock slowly sawed in and out of Fay's body. Their bodies dwarfed hers as they took it in turns to plunder her petite frame. Adroitly, they were alternating their penetration of her whilst she gasped with pleasure. Fay's mouth breathed airy moans of pleasure as they took her. Each cock drove into her; each thrust was an addictive spectacle to watch as Jack felt cock inside him move with more force. The woman's mouth on his cock salved Jack's need but her control left him in no doubt that he was being used for the man's pleasure.
Jack and Fay's eyes met, they knew that they were the protagonists in the deviant fantasies of the assembled throng. Jack's tight arse was being fucked according to their designs. Fay groaned at the perfect sensations of the two cocks sliding in and then out from her. The idea that their guests had discussed how she would be fucked and that they had agreed this for her drove her closer to the edge.
"Fuck me harder!" yelled Fay, "Fuck my slutty holes."
Avril delivered a swat from her crop onto the tightened cheek of her arse. The stinging sensation felt sublime and she squealed as they fucked her harder in response.
With a stuttering gasp, she shuddered heavily as an almighty tension built inside her. Braced against the two cocks alternating as they filled her, she felt her body begin to shake. The violent releases of her orgasm send it pulsating against the stranger's cocks. Her powerful vaginal muscles clenched violently as she felt simultaneously filled by the swollen hard cocks in her arse and cunt. She came hard onto them both, savouring the visual of seeing Jack's passive body being used so assertively by the masked couple.
Jack looked into the woman's eyes, the olive green pupils told him everything he needed to know as she locked her mouth tightly around his hard shaft. Her eyes conveyed a look of quiet satisfaction and arousal. She took his cock from her mouth and showed it to Jack. Each prominent vein was a deep violet, the juicy head of his cock was tight and the foreskin was fully withdrawn. His cock was fat with blood and menacingly thick. She held it firmly as she circled the head of his cock with her pointed tongue.
Jack groaned as the man fucking him delivered a stuttered series of thrusts. She edged a little closer to Jack and rested his aching hard cock between the cleavage of her breasts as she sucked on the tip. Squeezing her breasts around him, the coating of saliva eased its travel between them as her lover fucked Jack's arse harder.
Gruff groans from the bench caught Jack's attention and they amplified in their response to Fay's orgasmic body. She was rocked again by another savage orgasm and its impact on them left them grunting hard. Each of their stabbed thrusts deep into her could only mean one thing. Gasping in stuttered snatches, Fay felt warmth spread in her sex first and moments later, a deepening heat spread in her arse. Their groans told everyone each time they released their seed into her. There was no tenderness, just the relief of their aching balls into the helpless slut sandwiched between them. They had finished in their purpose and ease themselves from the bench to leave Fay face down on the bench. Her latex clad legs hung limply over the sides as her body embraced the padded leather.
"Show him!" demanded Avril.
Obediently, Fay lay on the bench to face Jack and pulled her knees up to her chest with her hands. She unashamedly revealed the result of their attention on her.
"Her holes are a mess, she's full of cum," added Avril with glee.
Jack watched as Fay pushed globules of white cum from her. It leaked from her pink chastened slit and reddened arse, it dripped onto the black tiled floor to form a small milky pool. The sight of her well fucked body made Jack respond noisily, he writhed against the cock buried deep inside him groaning heavily.
Facing Jack, Avril watched as the sturdy masked figure pumped his cock in and out of his arse. She savoured the sight of Jack's wretched body and the deep groans of frustration as his body shook with each thrust. She could see that Jack's body wracked with pleasure and she knew that he would be skilfully teased for now. She relished the visual confirmation of seeing Jack's more animalistic instincts being tamed. This would be his final lesson stated Tanya to Avril, this would be his full initiation into their world.
"Look at the guests, see how much they are enjoying the spectacle."
He looked into the shadowy darkness, perhaps two dozen masked men and women were enjoying each other. They were watching him as their own bodies writhed, cunts impaled on cocks and pussies being eaten. His tawdry exhibitionism was now their main entertainment and as that realisation hit him; his body yearned with profound desire. He knew his cock was being tortured deliberately to keep him hard and nothing more. The experience and wisdom of the masked woman understood precisely what she was doing.
"Leave him," commanded Avril. "You know what to do next."
The couple halted their attention on Jack's body and left him to Avril's intents.
Jack looked to the bench, close to it Fay was squatting down, her legs were spread wide baring her naked sex. With a hard cock in each hand she was voraciously sucking on each of them in turn.
As the man lay on his back with his legs overhanging the bench, the woman wrestled the latex sheath from his cock and balls. Jack admired her juicy teardrop shaped bottom and how her puffy bare vulva was squeezed between her legs. She straddled him in reverse and Jack watched the look of pleasure on her face as he guided his naked cock to penetrate her. Gasping as she took it, her pendulous breasts heaved as he drove it into her with a frequent regularity. Supporting her body with her outstretched arms gripping the bench, the man grasped at her heavy breasts as he pounded her. The pained expression of extreme sexual frustration writ large on Jack's face told Avril everything she needed to know.
"Beg," commanded Avril.
"Mistress, I have to cum, please let me cum."
"Mistress, please let me cum, I beg you, please."
Avril smiled widely, his taming was complete.
"Mistress please," begged Jack, "I really have to cum."
"Now, stuff your cock into her cunt as well," demanded Avril.
Jack's weightless arms were drained of blood as he felt the ratcheting sound of the pulley vibrate through the chains and into his arms. He heard the sounds of the pins holding the manacles to his wrists drop to the floor. Freed from his restraints, he lowered his arms and felt the heat of his blood course through them.
With a tug of his leash, he was free to walk gingerly to the bench. He looked to see Fay still attending to the two rigid cocks in turn and he saw the glistening clear fluid shining on the insides of tanned thighs. His leash was pulled firmly and it snapped Jack out of his curiosity.
Jack only needed to stand and hold the woman's spread thighs to obtain the right leverage. Avril held his cock to her already impaled sex and he pushed his rigid cock firmly at her gashed slit. The masked woman moaned heavily at the sensation of being filled by two eager cocks as they slicked with her juices and pushed against her pussy walls. He felt the tight wetness of her sex and the wet skin of the man's cock squeeze against his shaft. The revelation of the debauched act made Jack groan loudly. Feeling another man's cock against his own made Jack's throb, each of them slid like captured eels against each other as they filled her deeply.
The moans of the woman punctuated the silence and Jack looked to her to see the lust in her eyes. Her eyelids looked heavy as her half-open eyes conveyed her consuming lust for their cocks. Jack reached out to clutch her heavy breasts, groping them as he squeezed on her hard puckered nipples. The sodden wetness of her sex allowed them both to fill her simultaneously now. As she clamped around them both, they both grunted repeatedly, desperate to appease their desire within the enveloping tightness of her cunt. .
A fevered groan distracted Jack and he looked so see Fay sucking hard on an ejaculating cock. Swallowing his seed, the thought that his slut had taken three stranger's cum in all of her holes spurred him on. His need for release had turned from a helpless situation of deliberate frustration into something that was now slowly building inside him. A different groan punctured the still air and Jack watched the second cock being stroked urgently in her hand. Seconds later, it threw splatters of milky cum over the black latex of her corset and squirted fat ropes over her naked breasts.
Each thrust ratcheted up the pressure in Jack's balls, each lunge of his cock into her tightly confined cunt was bringing this deviant, dirty fuck closer to its conclusion. Jack wallowed in the sight of the woman reclined over her lover, her sex rising and falling to their thrusts. A small repetitive yelp from her kept time as they pushed and eased their cocks from her flushed greasy cunt. Jack looked down to see their hard cocks sliding against each other, their heavy balls pressed together at the apex of each stab into her. His cock flexed hard and the metal ring bit into him, the nagging pain persistently held him back.
Jack felt Avril presence; he looked at her face to see that amused look in her eyes again. As two firm hands gripped him by his hips, he felt that familiar push against his arse. Jack groaned heavily and the rapt look on Jack's face made Avril cackle. In time with each of his thrusts into her double filled sex, he was now being violated by a determined cock in his arse.
Fay stood next to Avril to watch Jack, her legs straddled against Avril's thigh and she rubbed her cunt against the smooth latex stocking. The runny white seed trickled down her breasts, Jack wanted to add his own to it so desperately. Fay watched Jack avidly, her face showing her delight at seeing his body being used for the gratification of two complete strangers.
The stranger's arms embraced Jack and his body pushed Jack closer towards the woman. Jack was firmly sandwiched between them and with each stab into his well fucked arse, Jack's cock slid helplessly into her. He was imprisoned between their bodies and his release was now predicated by the strength of the man's thrusts as he fucked him.
"Fuck him harder," commanded Avril.
Fay groaned as she watched Jack's stricken body and Avril pawed at her breasts taking delight at her urgent need to climax again. Jack's body shook with the force of the cock fucking him, it was making his own cock flex hard in the tight hot confines of the woman's stretched sex. The woman's body began to undulate; the tension in her own body was building to release her own orgasm. With Jack's arse taking a harder pounding, he was wedged firmly inside her and glided in short stabbing motions along the cock inside her and her tight pussy walls. The man's cock sliding against his own was creating a delicious friction compounding his intense pleasure.
Jack's breathing shallowed; the cock inside him kept grazing his prostate - taking him ever closer to the edge. Jack's body was aching and his muscles were burning, this test of his body's stamina and endurance was almost over. His body ached for release as much as it ached in exhaustion. He looked upon the woman's prone body as she shook with each pounding thrust. It glowed with exertion and as he mashed each of her heavy breasts with his hands - she let out a deep groan of her own.
"Mistress, I need to cum, I need to cum," pleaded Jack.
"Cum inside her," purred Avril, "fill her up."
The hammering of Jack's arse had made the man's cock inside him swell and each shallow stroke grazed Jack's prostate again and again. Jack's perineal muscles bit into the tight cock-ring and his relief was palpable that it no longer threatened to hold him back. The searing heat of his balls had built to a crescendo, his breathing was ragged and the assembled throng knew that he was about to explode in orgasm. His body was flushed and his muscles tensed, the booming of Jack's voice echoed off the walls, it was mixed with blessed relief as his body began to quiver.
His cock gave out a hard throbbing series of spasms and when he felt his seed begin to vent from him; a guttural heavy groan thundered against the walls. His cock pulsed violently against the other man's cock inside her cunt and made the man growl deeply in reply. He felt the hot slippery sensation of Jack's sperm flooding into her and over his own cock. With each thumping contraction of Jack's cock, taut muscles bit against the cock fucking him.
With a high-octave howl of her own, the woman convulsed violently and her contracting pussy walls snatched and squeezed on their cocks. Her body shook from her shoulders, through her pendulous breasts into her stomach. As she writhed between them, Jack felt her stretched pussy muscles undulating over his deeply buried cock. Her cunt clutched them both, the contractions of her pussy muscles rippling forcefully onto their cocks.
The sensation of Jack's squirming shaft and his heat of his seed coating his own cock made the man underneath her bellow loudly. His cock flexed violently against Jack's shaft and Jack felt the added heat of the man's cum envelop him. The combined heat of their sperm inside her made her howl vociferously as the delicious sensation made her body instantly respond. The involuntarily clamping of her pussy muscles squeezed them remorselessly to milk them both. The combined groans as they came inside her and the flexing of their spewing cocks made the woman's body quake violently as she took their seed.
With a hiss of ragged breathing in Jack's ear, the man pressed his full weight against Jack's body. Jack's own orgasm had clenched his cock deeply in his arse. Feeling the sticky heat of his copious load enter him, Jack pressed his arse back into the cock inside him and groaned as wave after wave of heat filled him. The ardent stabs of the man's orgasmic cock into Jack's arse pushed his own to the hilt inside her. Trapping inside her, the last vestiges of his orgasm throbbed inside her as the squirming of the man's cock alongside his eased.
Jack was finally spent and his body was still, he could feel the waning spasms of her body faintly grasping him. His ribcage rose and fell for air as he wiped his moist brow with the back of his hand. His eyes met hers; the woman looked at Jack's relieved expression and she smiled thankfully at him. The heat from her post-orgasmic glow and the warmth from her cum painted pussy walls made her smile widen at her younger charge.
Jack reciprocated as he felt the man behind him withdraw his spent cock. Using his new found latitude to move, Jack looked down as they eased their cocks from her, their copious seed seeped out of her gaped sex. As the sounds of her moans reached their tumult, the sight of their seed leaking out of her cunt tipped Fay over the edge to a noisy orgasm against Avril's thigh.
Avril's body slumped against Jack's; their glowing bodies embraced as Fay eased his cock from Avril's sex and watched the small trickle of cum ease from her fucked slit.
"Mmm, I needed that," moaned Avril breathlessly.
"I surrender, I surrender!" gasped Jack fighting for air.
Laughing at Jack's pleading, Avril rolled off him and together they all sat up against the imposing headboard of the warm king-sized bed enjoying their post-coital glow.
"So did you enjoy your treat you two?" asked Avril.
Still breathless, Jack nodded and smiled warmly.
"That was seriously fucking kinky," purred Fay, "I have no idea who they were but they were seriously fucking horny too."
Avril laughed, "You've already met most of them, just with clothes on, well most of the time."
"The villa party?" asked Fay.
Avril nodded, "Well, I said that Tanya taught me a lot, I have known Tanya ever since finishing school. She gave me a more alternative education. You really are part of the gang now."
"No shit!" exclaimed Jack to peals of laughter.
"So what exactly is Tanya doing in L.A for us to deserve that?" asked Fay.
"Rafael contacted Tanya and said that someone called Jack Richardson had called him. They compared their understanding of events with what Nancy told you and Brigitte. It was very clear to them both that Nancy had engineered it all and between them they were able to piece it together."
Fay squeezed her arm around Jack in happiness, Avril smiled.
"They are reconciled; Tanya is delighted and very grateful."
"I think we managed to work that bit out ourselves," laughed Jack.
"She's been in L.A. for the best part of a week already. She told me that they are flying back here after a stay in Maui."
"Good for them," added Jack as Fay hugged him happily.
"There is one final thing," asked Avril.
"Oh?" returned Jack.
"Rafael tipped off a journalist friend about Nancy's bank accounts in Monaco," added Avril. "He said once he had his scoop, that it would certainly be a matter for the Agenzia delle Entrate."
"The who?" asked Fay, "Jack?"
"The Italian Inland Revenue, that'll teach the bitch to leave that on her laptop screen," added Jack. "Like I say, I've been having French lessons. She probably thought I couldn't read the screen and I didn't understand financial records. What a stupid fucking cow, I'm a fucking accountant!"
They all laughed raucously.
As Jack looked out the window onto the road below, he took a sip of Cognac. He watched as Rafael tenderly helped Tanya towards their car. Her prominent baby-bump formed part of her silhouette in the shadows thrown by the late evening summer sun. The small dinner party on their roof-top patio had been another happy affair. On recollection, Jack smiled as Tanya's eyes lit up as they toasted the happy couple.
"Penny for them?" asked Fay.
She looked at the sparkling ring on her finger as she pressed her thumb against the band and wiggled it. It still felt very new as she was unaccustomed to wearing jewellery.
"It's been quite a year here in France," returned Jack.
Fay leant into him lovingly as she recollected the diffident man-child she met in the bar at the gym. She wrapped her arm around him and luxuriated in the feel of the confident, proud man that stood alongside her.
"I love you," purred Fay.
"I love you too," murmured Jack deeply.
Their pensive reverie was broken by the sound of the double doors to the lounge being opened.
They both turned round to see the flame-haired Avril in an ensemble of black. Patent high heels, sheer stockings, suspenders and a laced basque that pushed her tits up to create acres of cleavage.
"So which one of you dirty bastards is going to fuck me first?" asked Avril.
"After you?" proffered Jack.
"No darling, after you. I want to eat your cum out of her cunt," returned Fay with a wicked smile.
"It's a dirty job but someone's got to do it," he whispered.
Hand in hand they walked towards Avril, they took her hands and led her to the bedroom.
-- FIN --
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