Her name was Alicia Lord, and I suppose she could be characterised as a peaches and cream type. She was tall and built like a filly with soft hair and an undoubtedly pretty face. Her breasts and figure were nigh on perfect, but it was her slender legs which men (and women of a suitable persuasion) saw and appreciated most. Her father was filthy rich, and so, by association, was she. And, as it is with the overprivileged, the twenty-five-year-old blonde wanted for nothing and therefore took it for granted that she needed only to ask and she would get it. She liked to wallow in sex and was willing to try everything while she was still young enough to enjoy it. There is only one thing in life - a bit of the 'other', and if I were to record and describe all the different forms of sex that I have had, and what partners I have had screwed, then it would fill more than one book.

I met her at a party in West London, and I knew that she fancied me from the start. Who could blame her? And it didn't take me long to get her into bed. She was surprised and delighted when she discovered my wedding tackle was big enough to satisfy any cunt willing to open up for it, and I provided the rabid bitch with some first-class orgasms. Alicia was a splendid fuck, and every rut was like the very first time. She mounted the same desire within me, to give her the most physical seeing-to it has ever been my pleasure to give any rich bitch.

She loved it doggy style, and on many occasions, I shagged her rotten that way as I slapped the beautiful, rounded cheeks of her bum in the process. She came many times over as the palm of my hand slapped down hard on each red-hot nate. Heavenly days. It was when I was at Epsom, enjoying the gee-gees, when I last bumped into her. I had not been lucky that day, and I cursed the rain that fucked up all of my sure-fire bets. I had burned through ten grand by the time I got smart and quit. Even though I am Baron Robert Sinclair of Cleeve, and not in any way broke, I resented throwing money away. Just as much as I hate paying income tax. I tried to drown my sorrows with booze and was in the Derby Suite Restaurant located on the third floor of the Queen’s Stand. This occupied a much sought-after location at the racecourse, granting access to a balcony overlooking the finishing line.

"Baron! You handsome son of a whore! How the devil are you?" she gushed in her best milk and rose-water voice.

I looked up to see Alicia grinning at me in her white blouse with shooting cuffs under a charcoal grey two-piece riding outfit. She was flanked by two lookers whom I had bumped into on the odd visit with Alicia. Philippa always gave me the impression that she was ice cool: always completely in charge of whatever, and possibly a lesbian. Her chosen clothing of a summer frock meant that her shapely body was fully silhouetted, and her large tits pushed out proudly from the agonisingly tight-fitting dress.

"You remember Philippa. And this is Connie."

I smiled as best I could at them all, despite being pissed off at my losses. Connie was a five-foot-five stunner and had an expensive green dress on that exuded sexual appeal, so obviously it may have well said 'please fuck me.' She was poised, attentive, and polite, and I wanted her right there and then. I wondered if Alicia told of my many visits to her bed.

"You look a bit glum, Bobby dearest."

"I am in a bit of a bad mood. Just chucked away ten big ones."

"Crikey! That's a substantial amount of money, no mistake. Can we cheer you up any?"

"Don't know, can you?" Alicia got into a huddle with her sexy chums and then made an announcement.

"Right. You're invited to come up to my suite at the Crowne Plaza, and I'm not taking no for an answer. Right, girls?"

"So right, babykins."

I gave Connie a side glance and instantly acquiesced. By the time we reached the hotel, I was so sexually excited that it

was almost indecent! My cock was nigh on stiff ever since I bumped into the classy ladies, and I hoped to 'bump' them all in turn later. When I took off to Epsom, I had not set out to chase the ladies, but all of a sudden, I just wanted to fuck them all. The swanky place is a perfectly located hotel on the grounds of Epsom Downs Racecourse. Alicia had booked an executive suite with a sumptuous en-suite bathroom, one with a fabulous sunken bath. My hostess opened a chilling bottle of bubbly, and we all four sat and relaxed. I looked from one tasty tart to the other. Philippa crossed her pretty legs, and her snug dress slid higher on the smooth curves of her thighs.

"Baron?"

"O, yes."

"So, you had a bad day then?"

"I spread my hands and nodded."

"Sodding bad, babes. I do believe that I am on such a losing streak that every bet I make will be a loser."

"Is that so? Care to try your luck one more time?"

Alicia drained her champagne flute and gave me a wry smile.

"How?"

The foxy young nympho tottered on her heels to one of her suitcases and held up an unopened pack of playing cards.

"Do you play poker?"

"Of course."

I was as bad a card player as I was betting on a horse race. Poker, bridge, you name it, I was hopeless.

"I do have to tell you that I'm all out of cash. Only plastic, I'm afraid."

Philippa chimed in.

"And I don't know how to play poker anyway."

"No bother," said Alicia as she arranged some chairs around a four-legged table.

"Sit down, all of you. Come on, Bobby. Your luck may change, and if you do lose..." she paused for effect. "You may be a winner anyway."

"I'm confused."

"We're going to play strip poker. With a twist. I call it 'dare or dare!"

"What is that?" asked Connie, in a slightly slurred voice.

"It's a card game I invented. We each draw a card, and the highest, wait for it, wins. And then that person has to remove a part of their clothing. The winner is the first to get naked!"

"That's bloody stupid!" I scoffed. "Where is the dare part?"

"I'll explain as we go on. Are we all in?"

"What the hell, let's see how it goes."

Alicia placed the fresh deck of cards in the centre of the table.

"You first, Connie."

The petite brunette picked the first card, a Queen of Spades.

"Oooh, it's high."

Alicia then got an Ace of Diamonds and laughed.

"Aces are high by the way."

"I had an idea it might be," I said and drew a two and relaxed, taking a welcome swig of champers. Philippa got a six.

"So, here we go!" Alicia gladly unbuttoned her blouse and tossed it to the carpet, sitting proudly with her large bosom unbound. "I'm in the lead, let's go again."

This time Philippa drew high, and she tugged down the top half of her dress and displayed her yummy tits. She gave me a particularly cool look as I leered at her bared boobs. The next hand saw me draw a King, and I took my shirt off accordingly. Alicia drank some more and clapped her hands.

"Now we come to the dare part. As I won the first round, I can dare any of us to do whatever I wish. So, I dare Connie to give Philippa a French kiss for one minute."

"Nice one, Alicia. I like your style. I'm beginning to get what this game is all about."

I stared at the topless Philippa as she turned and kissed Connie, slipping her tongue suggestively against the bee-stung lips of the brunette. As they continued kissing, they both moaned into each other's mouths. Their tongues wiggled like mad, and then Alicia called time.

"Let's play cards some more," she gushed.

She won again and leaned in to look directly into my eyes.

"Me again, huh. So, I dare the Baron to suck my tits one at a time for two minutes."

I gawped like an idiot for a second and then licked my lips. Call that a dare? I stood up and walked to the other side of the table. I loved her rack, and I gladly started to fondle the blonde. I bent at the waist and gave the big globes tiny kisses. I marvelled at the size and firmness of each as I sucked on both erect nipples alternately. I sucked the left one into my mouth and rolled it around before repeating the same action with the right one.

"That's two minutes," said Philippa, looking at the wall clock.

Bollocks! I was enjoying that. My cock was aching so badly at this point.

"Right, back to the strip part of the game."

Alicia grinned like the Cheshire Cat as she went on to win the next round. She stood and wriggled out of her tight jodhpurs. As per usual, the sex mad blonde had foregone wearing panties and stood totally naked. I tried to hide my erection as I studied her stunning naked figure.

"So, Baron. You got an eight, Connie a ten, Philippa a seven, and for myself a two. Connie wins!"

The young filly stood up and proceeded to lose her dress, letting it puddle around her heels. With her long lashes fluttering, she gave a little kick and put her hand on her left hip to let everyone enjoy her gorgeous curves.

"Dare again," said Alicia, who I saw rubbing her moist pussy under the table discreetly. "I dare Philippa to suck Robert's cock for five minutes straight."

"Fucking hell! Nice one!" I shrieked as I unzipped my fly.

"Oh, Alicia! Alright, I'll do it."

The icy babe grabbed my rock-hard cock, and I hissed with delight as she squeezed my organ. The topless woman took my twitching prick into her mouth and sucked on it avidly. She swiped her tongue up and down the meaty shaft, and I concluded that this was no lesbian. She slowly stroked me as she drooled on my helmet and looked me in the eyes.

"Three minutes," announced Alicia.

Balls! Too soon. Then Philippa rammed her mouth down all the way on my extremely large boner and slobbered and dribbled on it for a solid minute of lewd sucking. As she did so, she made loud moans that sent strong vibrations through my entire length.

"Time."

The saucy mare gave a final big wet kiss on my bell end and sat up straight, tits heaving.

"How did I do?"

"Just in time."

I was left gasping and sporting a fat cock I could use to drill holes in a wall.

"Right, now I dare myself to suck the Baron," said Connie.

"But we didn't draw any cards yet," argued Alicia.

"Screw that," said the delicate English Rose. "I want a piece of that cock! It's so big!"

"I dare you!" I barked.

Philippa looked forlorn and bloody well joined in! I stood up and got out of my strides as two pairs of hands stroked my thighs. The pair of them licked up and down my generous length. As Connie grabbed me by the root, she teased my swollen crown with her extended tongue.

"Suck it, darling," I said as I cupped the back of her head.

Both of them were on their knees with their pretty faces pressed into my groin. Their pink tongues flicked and swirled around the flared tip, and lines of their saliva ran down to my scrotum. They were ravenous as each rolled their pursed lips up both sides of my throbbing column.

"Fuck me!"

When they met where my knob end tapered out, both women purred as their lips slid back down together. As a result, I was as stiff as a poker and ready to poke her, I was! Philippa showed her true colours by forcing her mouth all the way down to the base of my dick as Connie sucked my hairy balls one by one. I gathered up Philippa's fine hair in one hand and banged my prick into her mouth. Tears ran out of the corners of her eyes as I face fucked the no longer icy bitch, and she tried her best not to gag.

"Come on, you bastard! I dare you to fuck my pussy."

The butt naked Alicia leaned over the poker table with those lithe pins spread out, and with her wet pussy peeking out. I tapped the other two on top of their heads and willingly scooted forward and placed my hands on her delectable hips and lifted her to the ideal angle for penetration. I gave her left cheek a quick spank and plunged into her delicious cunt.

"Holy shit! That's fucking big!"

I slowly slid all the way in, feeling her warm and wet tunnel envelope my rigid cock. I rocked back and forth, still holding her in a firm grip and pushed in and out, oiling my shaft in the process. She made loud moans as I slammed in and out of the smug tart. The sight of her buttocks spread out around my cock was indescribable, and my big blue vein pulsed down the right side of my shaft. Alicia fell forward from my rough thrusting, and her large boobs squashed onto the top of the table. She went on tiptoe as my swinging balls slapped at her bum with forceful lunges.

On the other side of the poker table, young Connie was on her back with Philippa between her open thighs. The girl wriggled her bum on the edge of the precarious poker table as she was driven wild by puckered lips against her bald cunt. Philippa intertwined two fingers and slid them into the impossibly smooth quim of Connie and frigged her as she lapped at her hooded clitoris.

"It's too good!" she cried as she became slick as fuck.

Being this distracted, I left my hostess gaping and inserted my aching log inside the offered pussy of Philippa as she lifted her backside for me. I sawed back and forth into the tight quim of the tall hussy whose muffled moans vibrated against Connie's hard clit. I grabbed onto her hips for purchase and ground my groin into the divine curve of her twin cushions that were her bottom. My bristled pubes scraped her peachy skin, and a thrill radiated through her loins.

"Is he good?" whimpered Connie, who squirmed on her bottom.

"Mm, hmm," Philippa sighed as the happy woman moved her body in tandem with my sinuous gyrations.

I quickened the tempo with my feet wide and steady as I fucked her with short bursts that made my balls slap on the insides of her toned thighs. As her heat rose, so I slowed up and twisted my lower body to give her leisurely prods.

"Fuck me hard!"

I laughed and made a partial withdrawal.

"I need some more spit."

"Cheeky sod!"

I moved back from a pouting Philippa, and I fed my massive member to Connie. I placed the head close to her lips, and she opened her mouth and rolled her tongue around the swollen crown.

"I want more cock!" Alicia slurred and brusquely took me by my hand and plonked me in an easy chair next to the poker table.

She took up a reverse cowgirl stance and lowered her slick pussy down onto my upright pole. At first, she teased me by only letting my bell end head inside. I rubbed my brow as she went around in circles with rotations of her hips. I spanked her cheeks one by one, and then she sank all the way. We both shivered with the ecstasy of his my prick filling her cunt. With eyes closed and heels dug in, Alicia moved up and down with glee, and her large boobs jiggled as she rode me.
The other two watched as she jammed her pussy down on me faster and faster, and every upward thrust from me slammed my whole length inside her. The force of her downward slams made her slippery, hot cunt lips give little pussy farts that made me grin. She whimpered happily until she froze and yelped.

"Did you cum, babe?"

"Very nearly." She said, and ground to a halt.

Connie was up next, and she descended carefully onto my shimmering flagpole. With a throaty moan, she impaled herself and exhaled deeply. She just stayed still to feel all that lovely stiffness inside her, then, as slowly as she could, she moved up and down, forcing my hardness against her clit. We were like one delicious fucking machine. It's like that sometimes when you get to a point where each person is so lost in ecstasy that you move as one person.

"It's so beautiful!"

I watched in awed silence as she fucked me, and her tits swayed in my face. I especially liked how she rested her bum on my thighs for a couple of seconds before rearing up once more. When she felt sufficiently oiled, Connie shagged me harder, riding on my cock like a speeding train, and I was quite hypnotised by the rapid and regular bouncing of her perky tits. And when she climaxed on my oversized cock, her pussy contracted hard, and I could feel her cunt squeeze me in gratification. She lifted off me, and I saw the other two had left the main room.

"In here, lover!"

I padded naked and loaded into the big bedroom, a sanctuary of lust and yearning, and saw the two tarts on their backs on a large, king-sized bed. Cushions of various sizes were scattered across the bed, and I could smell their cunts in the electric atmosphere. Both of them looked desirable with breasts big and full. Both of them were fingering their own pussies as they eyed my bobbing erection. I moved to Alicia's side of the bed, but she smothered her snatch with her hand.

"You get this when you've fucked hers," she commanded.

Realising who was in control of this, I did as she asked, and my avid gaze was drawn into the wet pelt of Philippa's pussy as she nonchalantly splayed her legs. I settled between her thighs, and she gasped as my monster dick found her entrance and followed through. She spread her legs farther apart as I banged her hard and true. Her cunt felt dramatically stretched as well as drenched, and my cock made squishy sounds as I shagged her. I stared into her face, and the ice queen had melted. I showed no mercy as I pounded her pussy with all the force I could muster. Her legs began to tremble, and her back arched dramatically as she came. I was in heaven! Thrusting in and out of another woman whilst the other writhed around frigging herself and urging me to.

"In me, now!"

I sank myself deep into the busty blonde, making her orgasm almost immediately.

"You lovely bastard!" She groaned as I shoved inside her.

Her lower body lifted slightly, and I found I could push inside her as deeply as I dared. I felt her rocking in time with my thrusts as she surrendered herself to me. My arse clenched as I sped up, and the blonde grunted in tune with the slap of our sweating bodies colliding amorously. Her tits mashed to my chest as I rammed into the wetness of her hungry muff.

"Oh God, you're going to make me cum again!" I was tingling from the pleasure she was giving me, and I too was reaching the edge of my climax. "I've wanted to do this to you for so long."

Alicia exploded with the most powerful of orgasms, and her legs gave way as she wilted. I saw Connie out of the corner of my eye slip in and assume the same position next to the other two spent women. Eager to please, I drove into her pussy, causing her to squeak uncontrollably.

"I love this. You're so good."

I surged in and out with determination, and I grinned smugly when the babe came with a piercing shriek. Was I good, or was I GOOD! I stayed still with my cock buried to the hilt, and I ejaculated so hard I felt blissful and buoyant in a dreamlike state. It had been a thoroughly decent evening, and I cut my losses with no regrets.

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