Unlimited pleasure for the Rich and Famous

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Mickie

"Cock?" I ask turning my head to look at her, "You mean a toy? and I think I'd like to try out that cream, we could set up a regular time for you to help me apply it." I smiled, imagining future appointments as my tits rub against the paper gown, I wondered why the doctor had bothered. I suppose some of the house's residents were a bit more modest. Right now I just needed relief, and I was debating whether I should remain lying on my tummy, or if I should turn over.
 
Kerry Collins, MD

I chuckle softly. "Turn over. And no, I'm not discussing a toy. It seems the information gap was wider than I thought. I expected Frank to scream the house down when he found out last night. I'm a transexual. The technical term is gender dysphoric. Basically, my thoughts, feelings and desires are all female, but I had the poor luck to be born in a male body. I've taken all the steps I'm comfortable with toward becoming a woman, physically, but until something better than the current series of operations is available, my penis is staying right where it is. I've no intentions of having my genitals mutilated just so they can look like the lovely vagina you have there."

Keep the fingers crossed, and hope she doesn't completely lose her composure....
 
Mickie

"Ooooooohhhhh," I softly murmur turning over eyeing his/her body with a more critical eye. "Yet you're bisexual?" I ask as my fingers slowly undo the paper gown revealing my pale skin, my soft lush breasts with rosey hard nipples. "I told Medusa that as a psychologist it was better I remain clueless about the preferences of staff, I told her that if I was meant to know, that person would tell me. I certainly feel much more priveleged that I found out from you and not someone else. It's also a trust thing, but I'm curious." My voice trails off, "May I see it first?" I put my feet in the stirups my knees relaxing and falling apart, the table perfectly angled for me to relax back onto it.
 
Karl von Falken

It was turning into a very good day so far.

Medusa lay beneath me, naked and wet from her shower. I slowly drove my cock into her, once again savoring the feel of her warm flesh around me. The expression on her face told me everything I needed to know; a look of sheer pleasure spread across her perfect features.

I gradually increased the rhythm, seeking to prolong the sensation for as long as possible. She moaned softly, obviously enjoying my efforts. Her hands went to my shoulders, gripping them gently. Then she slid them down my back until they came to rest on my ass. With a gleam in her eyes, she pulled me closer. My cock slid even deeper into the moist depths of her pussy.

I gazed down at her. As our bodies began to move with greater urgency, her tits bounced beneath me. It was almost hypnotic. I watched the perfect pink nipples, hard and erect, and my mouth was drawn to them. I took first one, then the other, between my lips. She groaned as I nibbled lightly on her tender flesh, then soothed it with my wet tongue.

As our passion grew more intense, I felt the sweat dripping from my body to hers. She already seemed to glow with a sheen of perspiration. I dipped between her tits and tasted the saltiness of her sweat. Then I kissed her, my tongue against hers. We shared the taste of her in our mouths.

Medusa shuddered beneath me. I could feel her beginning to succumb to the feelings that swept through her body. I fought to hold out until she was completely and totally satisfied. To leave such a woman unfulfilled would be a crime.
 
Kerry Collins, MD

"Of course." I try not to heave a big sigh of relief, and get my fingers under control as I disrobe, laying the lab coat on the counter, then neatly folding my blouse and laying it atop the coat, then unzipping and stepping out of my skirt. That got neatly laid on the clothing pile as well, followed swiftly by my half-slip. Smirking, I peel the cups off of my basque, enjoying the sound of velcro peeling. Next, I hook my thumbs in my panties and pull them down my legs. Finally, I unstrap the gaff and free my genitals from its stricture. My cock begins its climb toward erection (ooc: it's not very big, but not tiny either, except in the standards of porn. It's about 5 3/4" long, and a little less than an inch thick) as I look into Mickie's face to get her reaction.
 
Mickie

My fingers run along my ribs up to cup my breasts licking my lips softly, "I know this may sound odd, but you look tasty. Well hung is as well hung does, and I get feeling you probably are more imaginative and creative for being slightly underaverage." I decide not to be coy or pull punches, "As long as I get to suck you clean afterwards, I'd prefer your cock to your fingers or tongue at this time."
 
Kerry Collins, MD

I smile at this, and move between her legs.

"Fair's fair. I'd like to clean you up, as well. You're not getting out of my office without a well-licked.." I pause, to let the word have some impact. "Pussy."

I look her in the eyes as I rub the length of my cock against the opening of her slit and I trail my nails from her mons veneris over her stomach, tracing the underslope of her breasts, still just barely touching her skin with my nails, then bring one hand slowly back down her belly, pausing to tease her navel before lightly scratching at the skin of her belly, then moving the slow, gentle touch up through her cleavage, tracing her clavicles before switching my touch to the tips of my fingers, which I run along the outside of her breasts. I'm watching her eyes and listening to her breathing, the little catch telling me I'm doing something right. In all this, my penis is still rubbing her labia, which are very warm, and I slowly change my pace and angle, bringing some of her natiral lubrication to her clitoral hood, which I nudge with the underside of my cock. By now, I'm actually in a struggle not to come on her belly. Just touching such a beautiful creature has me on a sharp edge. From the outside edge of her breasts, I glide my fingertips along the underslopes again, now spiraling my digits toward her nipples, which I finally sieze lightly between thumb and forfinger. I very gently squeeze them as I try to aim my cock toward her opening. I finally give this up, and aim myself with my right hand, which I then bring back on its teasing trail to her nipple again as I slowly, so slowly, press my cock into her very well lubricated and quite warm vagina. I have to close my eyes for a few moments and thank the creator for such a raw, sensual treat as this wonderful lady was giving me. I grin at Mickie as I open my eyes.

"Want my finger back in your rectum?"
 
Mickie

My breath is husky as she, i wouldn't think of her as a male, but more as a delightfully endowed female, teases her nails tracing over the soft skin of my breasts then her fingers. I feel my body growing warm my wetness certainly betraying my need as she slowly sinks in, it's an thrill to feel her warm throbbing inside me. When she asks me something in a soft yet clinical terms, my lips turn up in mirth as I softly reply, "Well certainly Doctor, I believe this is perfect time to explore that region." My hips move just a little the positioning of my body not allowing more, but the stirrups keeping my legs full spread my eyes sliding over her perky little breasts. I longed to suckle them later as my eyes ran down her flat tummy, I half close my eyes and begin keigaling, feeling my pussy contracting tightening around her cock. Enjoying the deliscous gasp that crept from her painted lips. I would certainly enjoy an appointment with the lovely doctor on a weekly or even daily basis.
 
Kerry Collins, MD

I close my eyes and moan loudly as her vaginal muscles, apparently well-trained, begin a rippling squeeze of my cock. Forcing my eyes open, I look her in the face as another tightening in my scrotum and navel twinges, then spreads its warm message of impending climax. A supreme effort of will is all that kept me from coming as I brought my left forfinger to my mouth, and began to suckle it, moistening it for the job at hand. I rememberd that I hadn't cleaned the K-Y from her sphincter yet and smiled around my finger. It took some doing, but I got my arm beneath her, sliding my finger in between her gluteal hemispheres, and slowly pressing the tip against her opening, the outer sphincter ofwhich fluttered open easily, as if welcoming my finger. The involuntary inner sphincter, however, did its job of squeezing tight and preventing anything from passing quite nicely. That was the resistance I teased, feeling Mickie's PC muscles lose the rhythym for a second as my finger slid into the still slick channel. It was her turn to moan and close her eyes as my finger worked its way in slowly, the soft, velvety feel of the walls of her colon around my finger were nice, and I could feel my cock in her vagina through the layers of tissue that separated the two canals. I took the nipple I'd abandoned in my mouth, gently sucking it, then rasping the entire areole with my tongue. Gently, experimentally, I squeezed it between my teeth, lightly jabbing it with my tongue, paying attention for clues to what I might be doing right, or what didn't work for her.

[Edited by SpectreT on 03-31-2001 at 08:40 PM]
 
Mickie

"Ummmmmmmm," a soft questioning tone, ask if trying to decide if I really enjoyed how her mouth was working around my nipple. "Suck more, or let your tongue circle around it lapping over it." The words are soft half purred tone, enjoying the feel of her cock swelling barely holding back, sensing she is waiting for me, I relax feeling her finger gently probing. Everything together pushes me over edge and I glance down at her hair and barely gasp, "Kerry," as I cum feeling my pussy clencing and unclenching, my skin flushed, nipples a shade darker than before.
 
Shadow:
I leave him with tha look on his face, and head back downstairs. I want a swim. I drop my clothes, revealing a bikini, that I am embarassed to be wearing, and slip into the water. Slowly lapping back and forth, my count lost as I remember the night before.
 
Medusa

My moans turns into soft little shrieks as he thrusts his manhood into me. My hands embrace his buttocks, my nails pressing into his flesh. The feeling of his muscles contracting with every shove, excites me very much. His face buried in my bosoms, licking the cleft between my breasts, teasing my nipples.
“Oh god..” I moan “I should be paying you” and smile at him, showing my teeth as I, with two hands, raise his head up to me. He smiles back as I press my lips against his. I wrap my legs around his waist, keeping him close..
My muscles clench around his throbbing shaft, milking him hungrily. The orgasm builds up slowly.. tremors starting from the edges of my body, growing as they move towards the centre, the sounds coming from my throat proclaiming the eruption.

My hands clinch to his chest, my body shivers and squirms under his as Karl drives me to my orgasm. My vaginal muscles contract frantically as I can feel his climax approaching, both moaning without embarrassment. My nails sink into his back as his the expression on his face tightens... with a deep, primitive-like moan he releases his juices into my moist depths.

Both out of breath, still intimately attached, he lays his head on my chest. My fingers wandering through his hair...

“Are you hungry?” I finally ask
 
Karl von Falken

We lay there for some time, our bodies gradually drifting back from the clouds. I was unable to speak at first, overwhelmed by the sensations that had washed over me. I heard Medusa's voice, soft and pleasant.

"Are you hungry?" She asked.

I smiled. I hadn't even considered any hunger besides what I felt for her. Actually, I was starving.

I kissed her again, tasting her silky skin. So much more delicious than any food she might be offering! Finally, sighing, I rested my head against her once more.

"Famished." I said.

It took us some time to finally untangle from each other. It was a new day, and I was sorry to see the night pass so quickly. I could only hope I would have more time with Medusa before I had to leave.
 
Medusa

Not without effort, we were able to raise out sated bodies, his eyes displayed a sparkle of sadness. I looked into them, smiled and kissed him once again. A reassuring kiss, my eyes telling him that, whatever is was that was preoccupying him, everything was going to be alright.
I handed Karl one of the silk robes I keep in my room, I put one on myself and put up my wet hair.
I led the way through the corridors, down the stairs. When we reached the ground floor I turned to face him. “Why don’t you go ahead and make yourself comfortable on the terrace, I’ll get us some croissants and coffee.. etc” and gave him another kiss before I headed towards the kitchen.

In the kitchen I found Claudette. “Bonjour Claudette”, she curtsies “Bonjour Madame”. Was it my imagination or was there something different about her.. she didn’t seemed to be as uptight as she had been the day before. I didn’t think too much of it, the first day is always tense, she had probably become a little more adjusted to her new home after a good night sleep. “Ça va?” I asked “I’m fine Madame, thank you. And yourself?”
“Very well thank you” with an obvious smile. I reached around her to get some croissants. A wonderful sweet smell surrounded her. While chitchatting, I filled the tray. “A bientôt!” (see you later) I said as I picked up the tray, leaving her with her work.

When I stepped outsides I felt a wave of bliss coming over me as the sun instantly warmed my body. Karl had seated himself at one of the tables on the terrace, looking out over the pool. He was watching Shadow as she was slowly lapping back and forth through the pool.
I stood still for a moment and smiled. Who would have thought that it was only yesterday that we had all met.
Karl turned his head to me and smiled as I approached him with the tray. I placed it on the table. “Please darling, help yourself. I would love to swim a few laps myself before I eat..
That is.. if you don’t mind.. ?” I stood before him, my thumbs under the cord of my robe, ready to pull it loose..
 
Karl von Falken

I smiled up at Medusa. As if she really needed my permission! Still, I was flattered. And the chance to see her magnificent body gliding through the clear water again was always a pleasure.

"Please, by all means!" I said. My hand slipped beneath the robe and began to gently caress her smooth skin. She smiled down at me, her eyes gleaming. Gleaming with the promise of future adventures.

"Enjoy yourself." There was a glimpse of her thigh beneath the robe. I leaned over and kissed her, my lips lingering on her body for a moment.

"Perhaps I might join you, later."
 
Kerry Collins, MD

I moaned again, now that I had some idea how she liked having her nipples played with, I was finally over the last of my anxiety; I could give this lovely creature the full measure of the sensual delight she was sharing with me. Just as I heard this, though, she barely whispers my name.

The pull of her vagina changes suddenly, making all my will useless as waves of raw sensation ripple out from my genitals and belly, my legs weaken and my eyes lose focus as the colors wash through my vision, from red all the way through blue to indigo as I withdraw slightly from my body. The raw waves of orgasm rip through me, and it feels as if a piece of my very soul is sent forth with my ejaculation. Long seconds pass as I slowly reclaim control of my body, smiling down at Mickie.

"Guess it's clean-up time. Then I'll help you with this stuff. It's more of a paste than a cream, and it will take some time to properly coat the area."
 
Mickie

I'm left somewhat breathless even as she slowly pulls away explaining about the cream/paste and mentioning clena up time with a sweet smile. I nod and slowly sit up feeling a slight head rush as blood flows back to other parts of my body. "Is there any thing else I need to know about the paste? How often should it be applied, etc, etc." I licked my lips softly trying hard to focus on the words even as my mind was already contemplating the leisurely licking and sucking
 
Shadow:

I slowly swam back and forth, then picked up the speed. I turned and there she was. A Goddess, dropping her clothes and smiling. That secret, sexy "I have had powerful sex" smile. I knew he look.
 
Medusa

Shadow, at the other end of the pool turned as I dropped my robe. God, she looked so lovely, all wet, twinkling in the sunlight. I smiled at her just before I dove it. My body gilding through the water.
Almost there I dove under to come up just before her. Her arm was resting on the edge.. she searched my eyes. “Good morning” I said cheerfully “Good morning”. I softly kissed her lips to greet her.
“Did you have a good time with Frank last night” I asked boldly.. “ehm.. yes.. yes, it was great” in her voice I could hear she was somewhat taken by surprise by my direct question.
“And how about you” she continued as she had regained her wits.
I turned to Karl and smiled at him “simply wonderful”. Turning back to Shadow I gently bit my lower lip, revealing my teeth to her in a big smile.
I dove under again, lapping playfully to the other side of the pool..
 
I chased her to the end, she won. Though I was a bit distracted by her body. I couldn't understand myself. I had never been with a woman before last night, and now, here I was acting like a giddy school girl. Leaning back against the side of the pool I relaxed and leaned my head back, soaking the sun.
"You have a heaven here. But I am not sure what my role is. I mean. You hired Shadow. I am not her. I, well. Frank was only the second man I have ever been with, and before last night, I had never thought of loving a woman. but there is something about this place that makes me bold and wild. Something that makes me want to be the woman you hired. I want to thank you for not kicking me out last night. You could have even had me arrested I guess. I am not sure now what you want from me."
 
Medusa

I laughed and looked at her. Seriously, but smiling.
I thought she was very brave to put it all out on the table like that. OK, I had frightened her a little bit last night, but that was because I knew there was something wrong when she started to slightly panic under my touch I figured a little shock would get it out of her.

“Shadow.. or whatever your name is.. I think I know people. I can always be wrong of course, but I think you have great potential. I think you have style and grace, I think you are beautiful and smart.” I paused while she looked at me shyly, flattered so it seemed.
“Listen.. you came here. You have chosen to come here. It is not the surroundings that make you bold and wild, it’s you.
You want to be a temptress.. then you are a temptress. That’s my opinion. It doesn’t come with experience. It's in you, or it's not. I think you have it in you” My fingers stroke gently through her hair as I gave my little motherly speech.

“Look, if you don’t want to be here, then you shouldn’t be here. But if you like living here, if you like the feeling of being who you really are; sensual, passionate, enjoying your (bi)sexuality.. freely.. then I really think you should stay. You would have a great life here you know” I smiled and pressed my lips against hers once more.
“Think about it.. ” I said, looking her in the eyes to show I was serious. I then pushed my body off against the side to take another lap, smiling at Karl as I passed him. He was obviously enjoying the sun, his breakfast and the view..
 
I stayed there, letting her words sink in. She wasn't sending me away. She thought I had potential? I could be like I had always wanted too. Then the memory of her kiss hit me. Oh God. I woud do anything, be anyone she wanted to keep getting her attentions. I slowly swam one last lap, pulling myself out and standing, Letting the water drip off me. Turning I saw him again. Watching us both. I smiled and waved him over.
"Want something to drink? Some juice? Or coffee?"
 
Karl von Falken

I watched the two women as they talked quietly in the pool. Medusa glanced at me from time to time, smiling warmly. I couldn't help but return that smile.

She seemed to be putting Shadow at ease. Whatever had happened between them, it appeared we were all going to be good friends. I certainly didn't mind; there was always room for another beautiful woman on my friends list!

As I sipped my orange juice, I could see the relief on Shadow's face. That was a look that said she would do anything Medusa wanted; I knew the feeling. It seemed our lovely hostess had enchanted each of us with her charm.

Now, I saw Shadow waving. I looked around. Was she asking me to join them? Smiling, I finished my juice. Had I really been concerned about being with Medusa again?

It looked like day two was going to be just as perfect as the first.
 
Shadow:
"Why don't you join us? What do you think Medusa? Think he should?"
 
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