Rachel

[catlover]

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[catlover]

When she knelt on my bes with her legs spread a littgfle, I stood there admiring the view. She had already lured me into undressing and we were both nude. She had kissed me all over and I hoped that would be the forerunner of many more to come as I admired her perfect ass, from up close this time instead of with my binoculars as she laid sunbathing on her back patio, in full view of my back window.

I knelt behind her ands kissed both cheeks, and then spread them with my hands and kissed in between. O licked up and down her crack, and then spreading them more, kissewd and locked her little brown rosebud. I put my tongue into a tube and tried to insert it, but at least I locked all around, and got it nice and wet. Then I took the KY jelly omn my finger and ribbed it into her, first with one, and then two and finally three fingers, in and out swirling them around to relax her and loosen her upm

She kept moaning in pleasure and pushing back at me, and asking me to please hurry and do it. I was in no hurry. I wanted this to last after waiting so long, ever since she moved in next door while my wife was still alive but very ill. All that time she knew I was watching her, and she took pleasure in enticing me, both of us waiting until our time came. m

Our time was now and I placed my cockhead right at her opening. She pushed back at me and suddenly with a pop, I was inside that tight and delightful passage.

I hadnt done this since I was in college many years ago, with a little sorority girl being initiated with all her sisters watching us. My wife wouldn't even consider it. I had never even done her doggy style, but here I was with my young neighbor, servicing her at her request. My accuulated fantacies were coming true.

 

[Latina]

"I don't know how your boyfriend could have resisted fucking your fine ass," you whisper tenderly, as you push and twist and press and plunge your nice hard cock deeper and deeper into my soft, surrendering ass.

"Boyfriend?" I ask. "What boyfriend?" Your cock is literally fucking away all memory of that creep from my mind now.

Your cock is maybe an inch shorter than Don Juan's. But much more importantly, Mister Shaw, your hard-on is much, much thicker than his was, so you are really splitting open my no-longer-virgin ass very wide, spreading my butt cheeks apart very wide and stretching open my puckered little butt-hole wider and wider, tighter and tighter around the very welcome invasion of you stiff love shaft.

As you mercilessly and gloriously pound my ass, you slip first one, then two, and finally three fingers up my dripping-wet snatch, and I squeeze my pussy muscles very tight, drawing your exploring fingers deeper and deeper into my hungry pussy. Your fingers very deep in my pussy, your thick cock plunging deeper and ever deeper into my ass, what could EVER be better than this?

But deep down inside of me, I somehow know that before this night is through, you will show me an answer to that question, you will show me something even BETTER than this wonderful ass-fucking you are now giving me.

But I don't want to think about that right now. I just want to close my eyes and swoon, and to savor this moment, to savor every wonderful sensation that your cock and your fingers are now bestowing upon me.

 

[catlover]

Mr Shaw

A s I had watched her earlier and played with myself, I was quickly arouse by her tightness and sweetness, and erupted into her.

As we rested, I led her to the shower, where we washed each other. With the water cascading down our bodies, we fondled and searched all the private little spots. In order to insure her pussy was squeaky clean I went to my knees in the shower, and licked her and held her, as her hands behind my head pulled me in tight.

As the water began to cool, we turned it off and started to dry each other. When she toweled me up my legs and was kneeling in front of me, she leaned in and kissed my soft cock, bringing it back to attention. She gave it a few licks, and I pulled her erect and led her to my bed. She climbed in first and pulled me in right behind her. I was thankful Id turned on the electric blanket earlier, but her warmth was enough anyway as the heat of our passion soon forced us to throw back the covers as we snuggled together, in foreplay readying us for the night together

 

[Latina]

While admiring Mister Shaw in the cascading shower, riveting my gaze on his crotch, I daydream that the shower is a powerful waterfall cascading down his glistening chest and streaming down over his hard, protruding cock, which I notice is still glistening with dew-drops of my fresh pussy juices.

Finally, after our shower and toweling each other dry, we go to bed. After our frantic anal sex, it feels good to just lie in his arms and cuddle. Slowly, leisurely, lazily I kiss my down his bare chest, his navel, his soft, dark pubic hair, his thighs, his legs, his feet. Finally, I kiss his balls and slowly kiss and lick my way up his shaft. His cock starts to stir a little, but his manhood takes its time getting hard, just as I take my time in making him hard.

Mister Shaw pushes me away, and he just as slowly, leisurely, and lazily kisses my neck, my throat, my breasts, my cleavage, my areolas. He kisses and licks my nipples for what seems like hours, gradually hardening my nipples until they reach the point where they are so hard that they ache. Finally, he moves his kisses on, down to my navel, my stomach, my soft blonde pubic hair, my thighs, my knees, my legs, my ankles, my feet, my toes.

Finally, having aroused every inch of my body, his kisses zero in on my puffy, swollen pussy lips, my hardening clit, my warm wet inner walls, my spongy G-spot.

I push him away this time, and I slowly kiss and lick his cock, then gently take only the very edge of his cock-head into my mouth, slowly kissing and licking his cock-head for the longest time, neither of us quite ready to rush into me sucking his cock, not yet, not quite yet.

 

[catlover]

Mr Shaw

Ir helt so good playing in b bed with a nice warm female. It had been so long. Even before my wife died she was so sick all I could do was sufferr with her, and of course no playtime at all

We wiggled around and teased each other relentlessly. It was such fun, and brought the promise of so many happy times to come (cum?)

I loved zeroing in on her pussy and nuzzling my face in there in such intimacy but neither of us were ready to even think about going on to a climax. We were having too much fun just playing and getting to know and love each other.

I hadnt had my cock in a girl's mouth in a long time- since that friend of my wife's came over to see her while she was sick and out of sympathy took care of me in the living room, making me wish we had become swingers long ago as I wanted to. So much time lost and gone forever

So many memories brought to life again

 

[Latina]

As he tells me of his past life and his past loves, I realize that Mr. Shaw has the wisdom and maturity that comes only from life and experience. Having lost one wife, and lost too many opportunities to have pleasured her while she was alive, he knows that life is too short and too precious to play mind games with each other, the way so many young people do, the way so many past boyfriends did with me.

He has taken his time pleasuring my pussy, seeming to read my mind, to know exactly where to touch me, where to kiss, where to lick, and not only WHERE, but also precisely WHEN to move in on each spot. I only hope that I have done as well showing my love for him, showing him my skills and experience, in sucking on his beautiful hard cock. I am falling deeply in love with this man, and I want only to be there for him now in every way, physically and emotionally. I want us to be each other's rock, each other's strength, through good times and bad.

I can see now that Mr. Shaw is an honest man, a straight-shooter who will never lie to me, never play mind-games with me, a deeply-sensitive man who has learned to cherish life and the people closest to him. I am very happy now, that I am becoming one of the people who matters to him, whom he cherishes. He doesn't let just anyone into his inner circle, he has been hurt too much and too often for that, so I am flattered and deeply honored now that he is starting to trust me, to let me into his closest inner crcle of friendships. And it is a true honor that he trusts me enough to make his cock vulnerable to my mouth now, and I want to prove myself worthy of him with the best blowjob of his life. I don't want him to forget his wife, I am not trying to suck away the memory of her, but I do hope I can suck away some of his deeply-felt pain at her loss.

I slowly lick his balls, lick up his hard pulsating shaft, over his cock head. I take my time sucking him slowly into my mouth, over my swirling tongue, I want him to enjoy every moment, I want to savor every sensation as I suck on him, I want him to always remember and cherish this moment as much as he obviously cherishes those all-too-few precious moments with his wife. I want his memories with me to be as cherished, maybe more cherished, than his memories of his late wife. Together, we are slowly building our own memories for both of us to cherish, as I slowly let his throbbing hardness slip from my mouth down into my throat.

 

[catlover]

Mr Shaw

As she worked me over toward my peak, I thought this was only the second of her holes I had explored, and I still had one to go.

She was making me feel very loved and wanted, and i wanted her so much to be my partner, bedmate, and hopefully my wife. Being a lot older, there was a great financial incentive for her to marry me as she would inherit the whole shebang, and there was a lot but she didnt even know that yet

My wife had left me a bundle, and I had family money behind me. That was why I retired early when my wife got sick, so I could care for her, as I wanted to care for Rachel. But, I wanted her to have more fun than I could give her, so I very mch wanted to encourage her to take other lovers, as long as I could watch and love what she was doing in my plain view and with full knowledge

Withy that fantacy in my mind, I quickly came in her mouth, and as she looked up at me, she swallowed every drop. If I could last that long, I still had one more hole to fill

 

[Latina]

I am enjoying sucking slowly, leisurely on Mister Shaw. When he finally comes on my tongue, I decide to savor the taste for a while. He is slightly salty, but all in all a very nice sweet flavor, not at all bitter like that creepy boyfriend I had just split up with earlier this evening.

Finally, I slowly swallow and give Mister Shaw one last long loving suck, which makes him explode hotly into my mouth once last time. I gulp and gulp and gulp, rapidly and repeatedly, but my swallowing cannot keep pace with the rapid flow shooting out of his cock now. I have hit the mother lode this time, and I amn loving every moment of his hot, explosive bursts into my mouth and down my throat.

I lie back contentedly, pleased at all of the sweet intimacy that we have just shared, and I dream of the many more intimate moments we have yet to share between us. For a sympathy fuck from my next-door neighbor on the loss of my boyfriend, this is going far better than I had dared to hope or ever imagined. He has pounded my until-now-virginal ass, and filled my mouth to overflowing with his come, which is even now still softly, slowly, sexily trickling out the corner of my mouth.

But now I realize that my pussy has yet to experience his long, thick cock slowly loving me in the way I need to be loved, in the way I deserve to be loved, in the way that only Mister Shaw seems to know how to love me.

But I can see how tired and drained he looks, and I decide to let him rest now. So for right now, we simply hold each other lovingly, and softly exchange pillow talk, getting to know a little more about each other's life, about each other's interests and personality. Snuggled up against each other, my head resting on his bare, manly chest, his arm around my waist and his open palm gently cupping the cheek of my freshly-fucked ass, we both softly, gently fall into a deep, peaceful, restful sleep.

We awaken early the next morning to the rude ringing of the telephone on Mister Shaw's bedside night-stand. Outside, the sun is shining and the birds are singing as Mister Shaw answers the phone: "Good morning. Shaw, Jackson, and O'Hara, invetment brokers." He covers the phone, softly kisses me on the mouth, and whispers, "Excuse me, Rachel my darling, but I really must take this call. It's from London, and it's important."

Mister Shaw starts talking technical details about stocks, and I only half understand what he is saying. When he finishes his conversation and hangs up the phone, he leans over and kisses me again.

"Thank you, Rachel my sweet, for being patient and understanding about this important phone call."

"Shaw, Jackson, and O'Hara?" I think to myself. "They're the biggest stock brokerage in the whole state. I've passed their office skyscraper downtown on my way to work many times, they occupy every floor, all 46 floors of this huge building. Surely I didn't just make love with THE Mister Shaw, the senior partner in Shaw, Jackson, and O'Hara! One of the wealthiest and most powerful men in the state--no, in the whole country."

Then I remember reading in the paper last year how Shaw the senior partner lost his beautiful young wife suddenly, tragically, unexpectedly last year when disease quickly ravaged her body. And Mister Shaw had mentioned his late wife to me several times this evening. Why hadn't I put two and two together before now? I was lying in the bed, in the arms, of one of the wealthiest and most powerful of men, not to mention the sweetest, kindest, most loving, most generous, most romantic man I had ever met or could ever hope to meet, and he genuinely seems to love me. How lucky can a girl get? After all those dating disasters in my life, have I finally hit the jackpot, merely by seeking a consolation fuck from my next-door neighbor?

I don't have to ask him my question, as he quickly whispers to me, "Yes, sweeet Rachel, I am THAT Mister Shaw. You must have a million questions right about now."

"I honestly didn't know you are THAT Mister Shaw. I don't want you to think I'm some sort of gold-digger, just after you for your money."

"I know you're no gold-digger, Rachel," he smiles, kissing me softly, and soothingly stroking my long blonde hair. "I keep my wealth a closely-guarded secret when I'm here in the city. And the passion you have shown me tonight very obviously has absolutely nothing to do with money, I know that. You couldn't have known of my wealth, because my simple, unremarkable home in the city hides my wealth quite nicely."

"That's another thing I was wondering. Why DO you live in this little house in an urban neighborhood, if you're so wealthy?"

"I stay in the city during the week, so I have a short commute into the downtown office building. I like to pop in unannounced, it keeps my managers on their toes, it keeps them honest and focused, because they never know when I might just pop my head into their office."

"This is probably painful for you to talk about, but how did you become the senior partner after your wife died?"

"Well, I was working as an investment counselor for Jackson and O'Hara, as the company was called back then, when this beautiful and brainy young coworker who told me her name was Linda McFarley, who was training to become a licensed stock broker, asked me out for a drink after business hours. We danced away the night that first night. We had a great time, and she asked me to lunch the next day. We had gone on maybe 5 or 6 dates, and we were genuinely falling in love with each other, before she told me her real last name wasn't McFarley at all, but Jackson, and that her father was THE Jackson who owned the company. Her father had her training to be a stock broker, grooming her to learn enough to one day take over the firm. Her McFarley alias was so coworkers wouldn't suspect who Linda really was, and therefore treat her differently than any other coworker."

"Well," Mister Shaw continued, "eventually Linda introduced me to old man Jackson himself, her father. He took an instant liking to me, took me under his wing and trained me. Linda and I got married, and when Mister Jackson decided to retire, Linda was supposed to step in, but that's when she so suddenly and tragically became ill, and within a few short months she withered away and died. It was all so painful for me to watch, and I was in mourning for a very long time."

"Finally," Mister Shaw continued, "my father-in-law tenderly but firmly told me I needed to get my act together and snap out of my blue funk for the good of the company. My moroseness and mourning were affecting, or infecting, every broker at Jackson & O'Hara, and costing us business. So to give me an incentive to snap out of it, my father-in-law renamed the firm Shaw, Jackson & O'Hara and appointed me the senior partner. That kept me too busy for any more of my destructive self-pity. He took me under wing and taught me everything he had learned in 30 years of stock trading, everything he had taught Linda when he was grooming her to take over."

"There was a dispute over Linda's will," Mr. Shaw continued, "because there were really two wills. The first and older one, drawn-up before I had even met Linda, left her wealth to her brother, and she had never explicitly canceled that will. The newer will left everything to me, her husband. I didn't care about the money, I would much rather have still had Linda, whom I loved so deeply and missed so sorely, so I didn't even stick up for myself in court about the newer will. But her brother fought hard to have the first will honored, leaving everything to him. His love of money over his love of his sister is why I am reticent about displaying my own wealth now. Anyway, the judge decided that the newer will superseded the old one, and when Linda's will was finally settled in court, I instantly found myself inheriting all of her wealth, making me the wealthiest man in the state over-night. I gave half of my inheritance to my brother-in-law, since the money seemed more important to him than the loss of his sister, and since I didn't care all that much about the money myself."

"I'd have traded it all, all the wealth and power, to have had Linda back. But now I've found you, sweet Rachel, and I have found TRUE wealth in having your love, and in having you accept my love for you." So saying, Mr. Shaw holds me tight and kisses me once more. As we draw each other in tighter to each other, both of us still completely naked in his bed, his long, thick, wonderful cock begins to rub up against my soft blonde pussy-fur.

I look down, and I see his cock starting to stiffen from its contact against my bare skin. "Have you recovered enough," I smile, "from fucking my ass and my mouth, to finally fuck the one place you haven't visited yet, my warm, wet, tight, hungry pussy? Are you ready to fuck me yet, Mister Shaw? Are you ready yet to fuck my pussy deeply, lovingly, fully and completely?"

 

[catlover]

Mr Shaw

"Now that you know me a little better, I'll make a deal with you, Rachel. First of all please call me Robert. We are a little past the "Mr" business. Secondly, when we have intercourse fomally, I want you to consider it a proposal for you to move in here with me. We will keep your house too, for you to use as a love nest so I can watch you as i did tonight."

"Since it is a business day and you havent said anythiung about going to work, am I to assume you dont have a job? If so come with our firm (after you cum with me) and you will meet a number of attractive people. As much as i love being with you nothing will turn me on more than watching you with others as I did tonight. Then we can love each other this way."

"Linda and I had to keep it secret from her father and brother, but we were swingers and nothing excited me as much as seeing her with another cock in her mouth, especially a big black one she had one time when we swapped partners with a black coupkle we met in a bar, and then shared a big bed in a resort far away from here where nobody knew us."

With that she showed her acceptance with a smile and laying back and pulling me on top of her, and reaching down to point my cock at her entrance. As I slid in she said "I love you Robert"

 

[Latina]

"Of course I'll call you Robert," I smile, pulling him atop me and lovingly wrapping my arms and legs around him as he finally, slowly, lovingly starts to slip himself into me.

Yes, it is a business day. And I might lose my job over this, but who wants to go into the office, into all the political office bullshit, when you can have a loving, mature, very experienced stud fucking you mercilessly all morning?

His proposal for me to move in with him, and to work for him, are intriguing. These offers mean I get to spend even MORE time with my beloved Robert, and how could I possibly object to that?

But I am a little nervous about this swinger talk. I am as sexually free and open as the next gal, and it is very intriguing now for me to imagine a big black cock fucking me as my Robert watches. But I want to build a strong relationship with my new man before I even CONSIDER letting others into our lives and into our bed. OUR bed? I'm already thinking of his bed as our bed, and that thought makes me feel all warm and loved inside. Or is it my Robert's thick, hard cock sliding around my slicked-up horny inner walls that's making me feel so warm and glowing inside now?

 

[catlover]

Robert Shaw

We had had a nice rest and i was refreshed enough to at least give it a try to satisfy her as we consummated our relationship.

She told me she would share my bed, but she wasnt quite ready to start having sex with other men yet. "I'm not saying no and the idea of a big black cock is very enticing but not just yet". she said

we looked into each other's eyes with the excitement of the love we had found together, and slowly i pushed in and out until we both wanted to increase the pace and cum together again. I kept at it until she started to whimper and meet my thrusts with more vigor, and suddenly shre came wit a nice shreik, and I filled her wit what load I had left after last night.

Then I crawled down and ate her pussy and lo and behold, she came again as I sucked the cum out of her and then lisked and sucked her clit.

We took another shower together and then went to te kitchen to find a bite to eat. She told me she had a job, but would think about coming to our firm, although she was hesitant about changing jobs.

At noon, she went home and changed and went to work, telling me that when she got home tonight she would bring her things over and move in with me for the night

 

[Latina]

At work all day, I couldn't stop thinking about Robert. About how good and kind and decent and loving he is to me. About how he rescued me froim a soul-crushing relationship. About how he was the first man to ever fuck my ass, how he's going to fuck my ass many, many more times in the future, and how will always be the ONLY man to ever fuck my ass, so we always have that special bond uniquely between us. How despite being tired, he fucked my pussy so wonderfully and sweetly, yet deeply and powerfully this morning. How my pleasure and my happiness are so important to him, even to the point of suggesting that I find extracurricular cock, for those days when his age and the draining pressures of running a huge investment firm make him unable to perform sexually for me as much as I might like. How could I NOT fall deeply, completely in love with this generous, loving, handsome, and RICH man?

I can hardly wait to pack my things tonight and get started on my new life with Robert. I would love to see the look on my mean, stingy old landlord's face when I tell him to shove off, because I'm moving out of his ratty old cold and drafty rented house this very night, to be the live-in love of multi-gazillionaire Robert Shaw!

I arrive at Robert Shaw's front door, next door to my own former residence, to find him waiting for me on his front steps. A shiny black limo sits in front of his house, with a tuxedoed chauffeur standing beside it, holding the back door open.

"What's going on, Robert? Where are you going? I thought I was moving in here tonight, WITH you."

Robert smiles mischievously. "You mean, where are WE going? Tonight is Friday, I've had enough of the hustle and bustle of the city for this week. I thought we'd spend the weekend at my estate in the country. You didn't think you'd live with ONLY in my crummy little city flat, did you?" Then turning to his driver, "James, take us to Stonewood."

"Very good, sir," the chauffeur replies, expressionless, helping me into the back seat. Robert climbs into the back seat beside me. I peer out the tinted back window of the limo, and I watch James load my suitcases into the trunk of the limo. Soon we are off. I am impressed at how smooth a ride the limo gives us over the pot-holed city streets.

Robert presses a button in the ceiling of the limo, and a bar slides forward across the limo floor toward us, from the back of the driver's seat. Robert retrieves two tall, skinny fluted champagne glasses from a cabinet in the bar, and then produces a bottle. I don't know much about champagne, but I know enough to be very impressed by the name on the label: "Chateau Rothschild."

We romantically link arms as he holds a champagne glass to my lips, and I take a slow sip. I reciprocate by holding a champagne glass to his sweet lips. He takes a small sip. Then we both put our champagne glasses down on the countertop of the bar, and we lightly kiss, enjoying the taste and scent of this classy champagne on each other's lips. We look deep into each other's eyes and smile.

Then we can no longer resist each other. We hurriedly fall into each other's loving arms and kiss deeply, passionately, hungrily, ferociously. "Oh Robert," I sigh, almost sobbing, "I have missed you SO much today, all day!"

He runs his hand through my hair, pulls me closer into him, and whipsers, "Me too. So did I. I missed you TERRIBLY all day!"

We break our kiss to each take another sip of that delicious champagne. Robert pushes another button, sliding a sound-proof wall up between us and James the driver. Now James can neither see nor hear whatever we get up to here in the back seat.

"Oh, Robert, this is all so wonderful! But my lips are thirsty for something even tastier than this champagne now. Do you mind?"

"Mind? Hell, I'd love it, my sweet Rachel."

As we speed down the city streets in the limo, heading out to his Stonewood country estate, I silently and eagerly unzip him, and he helpfully wriggles himself out of his tailored slacks. I stretch myself face-down across the limo's back seat, my face buried in his lap. His hand pushes up my skirt to reveal my skimpy panties and garters. As he lovingly massages my shapely ass, I slowly, lovingly start licking on the sweet, gentle man whom I am already starting to love with all my heart and soul.

 

[catlover]

Robert

I sat back in my seat, enjoying the ride. I hoped she was enjoying hers too, as I fondled her sweet ass, and then inserted first one, and then two fingers in her anus.

Her activity increased, and she brought me to the brink, when I pulled her up and kissed her.

"Not yet", I said. "I need to save what little I have for your pussy tonight. Then I took my finger Id slid into her asshole and sucked it in my mouth, tasting her. I felt so intimate with her I just couldnt stop as she watched me in wonderment, and then she kissed me with her tongue. We were becoming closer in every way with each passing moment, when I looked out the window to see us entering the driveway to my estate in the country, close to town but remote enough for total privacy

Linda and I originally bought it for our swinger parties, and I thought of her as we drove in, knowing that sooner or later Rachel and I would be resuming that routine with some old friends and no doubt new friends, as we proceeded through life together

 

[Latina]

On our very first "date," I had so thoroughly enjoyed Robert Shaw's cock in my ass. Now his fingers up in my tight butt remind me how sweetly and completely he had taken the virginity from my ass on that first encounter. I feel so deliciously sexy now in the back of the speeding limo, draped face-down across the back seat and over his lap, my skirt hiked up high, his hand playing with my skimpy panties and lacy garters as I suck him to hardness.

He asks me to stop sucking him, so he will have LOTS of energy for tonight. And as hard as it is for my cock-hungry mouth to leave his scrumptous hard-on, I decide to honor the wishes of the man I so truly and completely love. I sit up and slick down my skirt just in time to look out the tinted window of the limo at the long, circular driveway to Robert's "Stonewood" estate. The house is a huge English Tudor style, sort of a pale yellow trimmed in heavy, dark-brown wood beams.

"Wow!" I say, trying not to sound too much like a poor hick. "There must be at least fifteen bedrooms in this house!"

"Actually, it's 21 bedrooms," Robert replies non-chalantly.

"Good," I smile. "Over the next three weeks, I intend to suck your cock in each and every one of those bedrooms! I'll suck you off in a different bedroom each night for 3 weeks!"

"There's 12 bathrooms, too," Robert smiles. "And I intend to sit you up on the countertops at the sinks of each and every one of them, and to eat out your sweet pussy in each bathroom. And let's not forget the three pools, two Jacuzzis, and my own private waterfall, and I will lovingly fuck your beautiful, tight, horny little pussy underwater in each and every one of them."

"I can hardly wait," I grin, just as the limo comes to a stop in front of Stonewood.

James, the chauffeur, helps me carry my bags to one of the 21 bedrooms, as you remain behind in your huge living-room, sorting through the tall stack of mail that built-up during your week away in the city.

"You seem to have real feelings for Mister Shaw," James comments without emotion, as he sets my bags down in a corner of the huge bedroom.

"Yes, I think I love him very much."

"Good, good. And is he treating you right. Is he taking good care of your, umm, NEEDS?"

"That's really none of your business!" I huff.

"It's just that when he met his late wife Linda, his father-in-law Mister Jackson really doted on his only daughter Linda, and Mister Jackson would do just ANYTHING to ensure her happiness. He wanted to make sure that Mister Shaw made his precious daughter happy in EVERY way. After all, if a man can't do a DAMNED good job of eating her pussy, a woman's going to have an awfully miserable marriage, and Mister Jackson couldn't stand the thought of his daughter not being happy in EVERY way. So Mister Jackson hired me to teach your Mister Shaw how to make Miss Linda EXTREMELY happy."

"Not to brag," James continues, "but in my youth, I was an actor in 114 different X-rated movies, and I won six Adult Entertainer of the Year awards. So before your Mister Shaw married his beloved Linda, Mister Jackson hired me to teach your Mister Shaw just about everything he now knows about pleasuring a woman. I take great pride in him as my student, and that's why I asked you, how is he treating you in THAT way?"

"Rest assured," I smile, "He has not forgotten ANY of your lessons! Robert is STILL your best, brightest, and most capable student."

I try to picture James the chauffeur in his younger days, acting in so many porno movies with so many hot young slut actresses. He must have had a very nice cock and a very skilled tongue, to have been called upon to act in SO many sex movies, and to have won best male porn actor six years in a row. Robert has been an amazing lover, and if James taught him, I think I want to experience the teacher for myself. Maybe this is what Robert had in mind in suggesting that I do other men, as my beloved darling Robert watches. The idea of experiencing both the student AND his teacher have a great deal of attraction and appeal to me now. I start to squirm in my panties to keep from coming at the thought of having James the teacher in my pussy, and Robert the top student in my mouth, at the very same time.

"So tell me, James," I breathe heavily and irregularly, trying to remain calm as my mind races over the possibilities presented to me now. "How did a successful porn star like you become a limo driver?"

"Well, although I am still quite skilled, I am a bit older now than the porn industry likes to put in its movies. Besides, I had a full-time job with Robert before he married Linda. Then after they married, Robert and Linda had me plan many a wild orgy here at Stonewood. I still knew lots of people in the porn industry who were happy to come by and participate. But when Miss Linda died, Robert hadn't the heart to continue the parties, nor to fire such a trusted friend and advisor as me. He no longer had the need to learn to pleasure women, having no woman LEFT to pleasure. That's when he asked if I would stay on as his limo driver, and shuttle him between his city house and his country estate. Naturally, I agreed, since it meant I could still bring women by at Stonewood and make them feel like a princess in our magnificent castle, before I would fuck them senseless. It has proven a good arrangement for both your Mister Shaw and myself."

"Now that I will be living here, James, Robert is talking about throwing orgies again. Will you be planning them yourself, James?"

"Undoubtedly, madam. Does that bother you?"

"No, not at all, James. In fact, the idea is rather starting to grow on me. But before we have a swap-party here, I think I'll want to experience Robert's obviously brilliant teacher for myself. This weekend I just want to get to know Robert much, much better. But I think in a week or two, I would very much like to experience the instructor who made my Robert such a skilled lover."

"As you wish, madam," James replies, bowing as he exits the bedroom.

"Hot damn!" I think to myself. "I think I'm REALLY going to enjoy my stay at Stonewood!"

I turn on the big-screen TV built into the bedroom wall. I notice a video tape next to the TV, and it simply has a hand-written label: "Lesson 23". Out of curiosity, I plunk the tape into the VCR. It turns out to be a porno tape, and although he is considerably younger on the tape, there is no mistaking James the chauffeur's face on the screen, just before that handsome young face disappears between a blonde bimbo's widely-spread legs. The tape is getting me hot, I think mostly because I know its male star and his most apt pupil, my very own Robert Shaw. I start thinking about James doing to me what he's doing to the actresss in this tape.

I climb up on the big king-sized bed, lying back comfortably into a sea of soft pillows. As I watch a younger version of James showing his amazing skills on the tape, I hike up my skirt and slip a hand down the front of my skimpy panties. My hot, aching little pussy starts making very loud squishing noises, as I begin moaning very softly.

Just then, Robert walks into the bedroom. "Hi, Robert honey!" I smile, not pausing for even a moment in my randy activities. "As you can plainly see, I'm really, REALLY having fun here in your estate! Care to join me?"

 

[catlover]

Robert

"Oh yes, I want to join you, and you know just how!", I said as I went to the bed. Her legs were spread and her knees slightly raised. I lifted her butt and pulled off her panties. I told her that we had house rules here. Women were not allowed to wear panties at any time on the premises.

Rachel grinned and accepted the instruction, and my face zeroed in on its target.

A few licks of her delicious cunt, and I pulled away, taking her hand and saying "c'mon lets have a tour"

I walked her outside, through the gardens to a gazebo. I told hetr the previus owner used this for a bandstand, but Linda and I used it exclusively for sex parties. The house rule here was no clothes at all, so let's get naked..

She took off her dress without complaint, and then she wore only her garter belt and stockings. they looked ravashing on her, so i told her to leave them on, while I undressed too.

Then, taking her hand we walked to the big pool nearby, with the cabanas and then the hot tub. I led her right over there and stepped in. She hesitated and then stepped in with me. I immersed myself, but had her sit on the edge long enough for me to eat her pussy a little more, giving her another brief taste of what the place was for

Then, sitting in the water holding hands, I poimted out the caretaker's house, where James lived. I told her he was in charge of taking care of the place = hiring gardeners and whatever was needed. I told her he made all the plans and arrangements for the parties too, and when she was ready, we would plan accordingly

She laughed and told me that James had explained all that, and that she had agreed to sample his talents before we would do any other playing around, but not this weekend. This was ours and only ours, she said, as she swung herself over me and lowered herself on my cock in the hot steamy water

 

[Latina]

Robert tells me the house rules say no panties while at Stonewood, and I smile at this deliciously naughty rule. I picture myself frequently hiking-up my skirt as I walk around the estate, flashing both Robert and James at every opportunity, just as I used to flash Robert when we were neighbors and strangers in the city.

So I was already thinking along those lines when Robert invited me to get naked on the gazebo. I couldn't get my dress of FAST enough now, I was that excited!

When he looked at my naked triangle of blonde pussy fur so hungrily, I began to ache for his highly-skilled tongue between my legs, so I softly whispered, "I believe you said something about sitting me on a countertop and eating out my pussy?"

Robert silently led me by the hand to one of the swimming pools. He jumped in the pool but sat me on the edge, and standing chest-dep in water before me, he proceeded to savor my pussy the way only Robert ever has done for me. After I came about fifty times all over his sweet, handsome, loving face, he pulled me down into the pool. "I also promised to fuck you slowly, thoroughly, under water," he smiled, whispering to me so lovingly, in that deep, sexy baritone of his.

As we slowly fuck, we whisper of my seducing James, of future sex parties at Stonewood, but how all that is for much MUCH later, and how this weekend is just about turning "you" and "me" into "us."

I smile as you slowly slip your hard loving to me just below the surface of the warm pool water now, and as I realize that we still have 20 more bedrooms, 2 more pools, 2 Jacuzzis, and a waterfall to christen with our love, before we invite any other partners into our new, growing, developing, maturing, loving realtionship.

In one week I went from dating an abusive loser to the sweetest, kindest, gentlest, and RICHEST lover a girl could ever want. And the chance to enjoy as many hard cocks--and as many soft pussies--as I want, without ever having to fear jealousy from my new man. Life just doesn't GET any better than this!

 

[catlover]

Robert

She was such fun and we were such kindred spirits. As we fucked in the pool, I asked mself how I could ever last all weekend in pleasuring this girl. I whispered to her "Are you sure you dont want to play at least a little bit this weekend?"

I could see James over there standing behind a bush watching us with a big smile on his face, knowihg he would be next with Rachel whenever she was ready.

"We could invite a couple over to join us for dinner tomorrow night if you want to", I said

 

[Latina]

I wasn't quite ready to swing with another couple just yet, and I wasn't about to let even as wealthy and powerful man as Robert Shaw pressure me into anything before I was physically, spiritually, psychologically, and emotionally ready. We didn't quite come to argument over it, but I feared we might argue if he kept pressuring me about it. Still, an argument might not have been so bad; I couldn't help but think about what make-up sex with Robert would be like after our very first fight. But we never actually got to arguing, which was a relief, but in one way a disappointment since we would have to put-off our first make-up sex for anoyther day.

Robert looked tired after our long, slow, leisurely fuck in the pool, so he retreated to our shared bedroom to relax and regain his strength. I wondered if he would relax to one of James's old porno tapes, and kind of hoped that he would.

I was a bit sore from all that fucking too, so I opted to slip naked into one of the Stonewood estate's two Jacuzzis to rleax. Besides, I had noticed James spying on us from the bushes, and my pounding heart thrilled at the idea of giving him a show now.

As I slid naked into the Jacuzzi and closed my eyes, surrendering to the soothing, bubbly jets, I became aware of a nearby hovering presence. I opened my eyes to see James standing nearby on the redwood decking around the edge of the Jacuzzi.

"I see Madame is somewhat tired and sore. Can I do anything to help Madame relax?"

"First of all," I smile sweetly, "you can stop calling me Madame. I'm only 26, for chrissakes. My name is Rachel."

"What ever you wish, madame--umm, Rachel."

"Good. As for helping me relax, I think that the Jacuzzi jets are all I need now, James."

"I give very good masages, mad--Rachel!"

I was about to wave him away when he scootched down and rolled my aching shoulder blades between his skilled hands. "Mmmm!" I moaned, "you are VERY talented, James!" Then I remembered that Lesson 23 tape, starring a young James. "Yes, I've seen video evidence that you are VERY skilled indeed, James!"

"If madame is referring to my previous career..."

"Yes, madame is referring to PRECISELY that. Robert is up in the house relaxing right now. And I tink I've just changed my mind about my previous plan to devote this whole weekend just to Robert and me. So, James, why don't you get naked now and join me in the hot-tub, and show me first-hand some of your other legendary skills, besides driving and massaging?"

As James strips down to his boxer shorts now, I can see the most enormous ridge running up the front of his underwear. He is still in very good shaoe for a man in his forties. He strips off his boxers, and I gasp in amazement as I see for the first time just how big he truly is. No wonder he won best male adult entertainer six years running! I don't get to see his massive schlong for long, though, as he slips himself beneath the whirling, foamy bubbles of the Jacuzzi, and wraps his arms around me. He doesn't kiss me, though. He lets me make the first move, lets me set the pace when I am comfortable. I appreciate that so much, that I lean in and give James a soft kiss. We kiss softly like this for the longest time, and again he lets me set the pace. Finally, I feel comfortably upping the intensity of our kisses, and as I wrap my arms around his back, I slowly, gently slip just the very tip of my tongue softly into his mouth.

I feel very relaxed and comfortable in the arms of the man who taught my Robert to be the wonderful lover he has repeatedly shown himself to be, as hot, foamy bubbles encircle both of our naked forms.

 

[catlover]

Robert

I stood in the window watching James undress and slip into the water with Rachel. Very soon, as expected, they were in each other's arms kissing. Next she would get the fuck of her young life, I was sure, just as she told me she wanted to do, and Jameds had reported to me suggesting that I might like to watch, knowing how I liked to wirness my ladies getting sex from another man.

I used to love watching Linda with him, and within minutes having her all dressed up and on my arm at a party with our friends, which was usually followed by an orgy where she became the wanton slut i so loved and admired.

I hadnt felt I had pressured Rachel. I left the option up to her but wanted her to know she had my permission and encouragement knowing that I wasn't nearly enough for her.

Now it was coming true, and I held my opera glasses to m my eyes for a closer look at them.

 

[Latina]

As James stepped up to fuck me for the very first time, all I could think of was I'm about to get throughly, sweetly, and deliciously fucked by this incredibly well-hung hunk, this beefy stud whose incredible talent at pleasuring horny women had won him best male actor in an adult film for six years in a row. James, the man who taught my beloved Robert, the best lover I've EVER known, all he knows about pleasuring women, was about to make love with ME. I knew I was in for the fuck of my life, right here in the warm, wonderful pool of this fabulous mansion. As I thought back over past losers I've dated, I couldn't believe how much my luck was improving now.

As I moaned for James to fuck me deep, to fuck me hard, I spotted my Robert watching us through his opera glasses, as he used to do when were neighbors in the big city, and had yet to meet in person.

"My man is your boss, and he's watching us right now. So not to pressure you, but if you value your job and your friendship with my Robert, you'd better do a DAMNED good job of pleasuring my pussy now."

James flashed me a wide grin that showed both Robert and me that he was not the least bit worried, that he knew I was in for the best loving of my life, as his hard shaft and bulbous cock-head rubbed against the entrance to my damp horniness, then slowly began to descend into me.

 

[catlover]

Robert

Rachel had been in the pool, waist deep when James entered and embraced her.

I saw her glance up at the window and smile, and then turn to James and tell him something. He looked up at me too, and the two of them climbed the stairs and went over to a chaise by the pool, and she laid down with her legs spread. I knew they had moved so I would have a clear view of their tryst, and I saw his rigid cock approach that loving delightful pussy I had enjoyed last night and a little while ago.

She was all warmed up for him, and he made her wait for him as he started licking her and making her beg for him, as she writhed in passion knowing I was watching her. She kept trying to pull him up to lay on top of her, but he kept licking her pussy with her legs in the air, spread wide, and then wrapped around his back as she bucked up against hs tongue and brought herself to her first orgasm with him.

I now knew the die was cast, as I went over to the phone and called my friends Frances and John and invited them over for dinner and the night, wanting to show off my new Rachel, and knowing how good a lover John was because Linda had told me. It had been so long, and I missed Frances too, as she was one of my favorites.

They laughed at the invitation, saying they were busy since they were having a party at their house, and invited us to join them and three other couples all of whom I knew and had introduced to swinging at parties here at Stonewood. Knowing that after James, Rachel would be ready to party all night, I readily accepted their invitation and looked forward to going, as I returned to the window to resume my voyeurism

 

[Latina]

I saw Robert watching James and me, and I deliberately shifted in the chair and spread my legs further apart, so my loving Robert could see every sexy millimeter of the inside and outside of my pussy, as James skillfully licked and sucked at my pussy lips, my clit, my moist inner walls, and even deep inside at my G-spot. I could see now why James won best male actor in porn six years running! He was magnificent!

Robert disappeared from the window, and I saw him enter the den and chat on the phone. "Damn business calls!" I muttered under my breath. Still, I couldn't get TOO mad. After all, those business calls were paying for this fabulous mansion, and paying the salary of the chauffeur who was so skillfully eating me out right now.

Robert returned to the window to watch us, and I was determined to give him a real show now. I grabbed James's big, hard cock in both hands, and I eagerly, skillfully guided it to the entrance to my steaming pussy. My hands rubbed his huge purple cock-head all over my pussy lips. James got the hint, and began rubbing his cock head and the length of his hard shaft all over the outside of my pussy lips. This made me so horny that my pussy lips involuntarily opened themselves up wide to him. James knew what I wanted and needed now, so he leaned down, planted one final kiss and one final lick against my pussy, then scootched up to drive his cock into me in one swift motion. When he was buried very deep in me, he began to slowly pull himself out, millimeter-by millimeter, until just the very tip of his cock-head remained inside me. Then he just as slowly slid himself back into me.

I looked up to see that, although my Robert was still watching us, he was once more on the phone. But James was making me feel way too good to be really disappointed and upset with Robert. I just closed my eyes now, relaxed, and melted into the moment and the magic with James. I just kept thinking how the man who was so sweetly fucking me now, had trained my Robert in all the sweet loving he had been sharing with me these past few weeks, and I felt like SUCH a lucky girl to have experienced both the teacher and his best student.

When I opened my eyes again, Robert was standing over me, completely, deliciously stark naked, his massive hard-on in hand, watching James slowly, sweetly making love to me.

When he saw my eyes flutter open and gaze lovingly, lustfully into HIS eyes, Robert began talking like an excited little boy on Christmas morning. "I just spoke to two old friends, Frances and John. I told them how steaming hot a lover you are, Rachel. They're having a party tonight with three other couples, and they invited you, me, and James to join them."

I realized now that those phone calls I had seen Robert making were not business, but for pure pleasure. So I forgave him now for straying from watching the live James and Rachel Show.

"MMMM!" I moaned, thrusting myself up over James and grabbing Robert's big, hard cock in my left hand. "Sounds absolutley DIVINE! More cock for me, and more pussy for ALL of us!" As I bucked and thrust against James and his rapidly-thrusting cock now, I sat up and kissed and licked Robert's cock, then slowly slipped my lips down over it.

"SLURP! You are---SUCK!--just WONDERFUL to arrange all of this for me, for us, Robert darling. You are the best! Slurp, SLLLLUUUURRRPPP! Just the BEST! My life with you is -- suck, suck, SUCK! -- so much better than just two short weeks ago! Here I am enjoying TWO such studly cocks, and in a few hours, I'll get to enjoy FIVE cocks, and three hot pussies besides. SLURP! How yummy, how DELIGHTFUL! SSSSUUUUCCCCKKK!"

Just then, James began another slow descent into my pussy, and by now I was so excited that I squeezed my pussy muscles very tightly around him, not letting him go, not letting him withdraw this time. I relaxed my death-grip on his cock just long enough for him to pull up, and to slam rapidly and very hard back down into me. As James slammmed into me, I sucked Robert deep down into my throat. To my amazement and sheer delight, Robert emptied himself deep down into my throat at exactly the same moment that James burst very deep down inside my pussy.

"Life doesn't GET any better than this!" I moaned. Then I remembered, yes it DOES, in a few hours I'd get to play with both of these cocks, plus three more cocks and three steaming-hot pussies besides. I must have done SOMETHING right in a past life, to be so richly rewarded in THIS life! These thoughts raced through my mind as I rapidly and repeatedly gulped down Robert's come, and my tight, contracting pussy muscled squeezed every last drop out of James's quivering, pulsating love rod.

 

[catlover]

Robert

James rolled off her, and giving her one last kiss and a "thank you", took off carrying his clothes, leaving Rachel there with a very red, wet and swollen pussy.

I couldnt resist. I went to my knees and started eating her out, cleaning her up for tonight. It wasn't my first time cleaning up after James, but the first with Rachel, as I had done it numerous times with other women, including my wife Linda.

She bucked at my face, and even came again, which surprised me after her glorious fuck. I helped her up and she almost staggerred going back to the house, her legs were so unsteady after her sex session, for which she thanked me repeatedly for sharing her with him. I told her "Just wait until tonight, when you fuck John!"

Still nude, I led her into the shower and went to my knees and started washing he gently, rubbing her tender tissues and probing her with my fingers to get her totally clean. Then I dried her, and she dabbed a little perfume on her special spots, and I led her to the bed and told her to get a little rest, and I would arouse her in time to go to the party. I asked if she wanted anything to eat or drink, and se asked for a glass of wine.

By the time I returned to the bedroom, she was fast asleep, and I just left the glass on the nightstand and let her have her rest

 

[Latina]

The fact that Robert was willing to eat James's still-warm come out of my pussy, without me having to ask him, just made me love Robert all the more. I had always thought rich men were stuck-up snobs, but Robert had shown himself to be the sweetest, kindest, most loving, and definiteley the SEXIEST man I had ever met.

Then he led me to the shower, and lovingly cleaned James's thick, fresh globs of love splatter off my tummy, my thighs, and my ass. He dried me so gently and carefully with an enormous bath towel, and I giggled as I playfully dabbed perfume on all of my most sensitive and sexiest spots.

I lay down and Robert served me a nice refreshing glass of wine. Between the afternoon of sex and the delicious wine, I soon relaxed into a deep sleep. Memories of James fucking me so skillfully and passionately as I sucked on Robert's big, beautiful hard cock, kept running through my dreams.

Robert had left me with an intersting choice of words, promising to AROUSE me for the party. I wondered if he meant that literally. In my half-sleep I pictured James and Robert entering my room naked, gently awakening me by taking turns licking my pussy and sucking my clit, driving me to the brink of orgasmic release. Then both backing off and helping me into my party clothes, leaving me very excited and ready to come at a moment's notice as they each hold one of my arms in theirs and lead me off to the party, like Dorothy between the scarecrow and the tin-man, arms locked into a trio, skipping happily down the yellow brick road, off on a new adventure. I knew I was in for lots of thrilling adventures in the future with Robert and James.

Between soft snores, I dreamed of this evening's orgy, and I gently sang in my sleep, "We're off to fuck the wizard, the wonderful wizard of Orgasm."