Wife on Offer (Biker_Faerie & Cnuveau)

Grace Lay back on the bench as instructed and allowed Marco to strap her into place. Her thighs were pulled apart by the bindings on her legs while her wrists were bound above her head. The bindings were more than secure and there was no way Grace could break free. She knew she was completely at the mercy of Marco.

She hadn’t expected the clamps on her nipples though or the pain that applying them would cause. Her eyes watered as Marco tightened the screws but, once the clamps were in place, the pain was bearable

When Marco lined up the machine she felt relief. Grace was ready to be fucked, but instead, all Marco did was allow the tip of the dildo to press against her pussy. Grace tried to shift forward. Keen to feel the phallus inside her but it was no use. She was bound too tight.

When Marco moved around the table she knew the teasing wasn’t over. He tugged on the nipple chain causing Grace to half moan half yelp then he removed the headrest and her head fell backwards. Marco forced his way into her mouth and as he began to face fuck her she felt the thwack of a riding crop. If she could have jumped in shock she would have.

Marco then began to tap her clitoris with the crop and finally there was pleasure as well as pain. Then there was more pleasure as Marco played with the machine’s settings and it began to fuck her. Now she was being penetrated at both ends and although her nipples were on fire and she felt herself gagging on his cock this was compensated by the clitoris play and the feeling of the big dildo penetrating her.

The man/machine spit roasting continued until eventually Marco pulled out of her mouth. She felt trails of saliva running down her cheeks as the headrest was once again put in place. Then Marco turned up the machine. All Grace felt was pleasure now and she balled her fists as the first orgasm of the evening engulfed her.
 
Anna watched the machine pound into Grace as she lay bound on the table. She'd had a few moments to recover and was starting to worry a little about Marco going to far with Grace and she definitely didn't want him to scare her off. Crawling from the couch she made her way over to Marco as the machine continued to dial it up higher. She the sounds of Grace coming again as she wrapped her arms around his neck she whispered in his ear. After a few words Marco nodded then began to slow the machine until it stopped then withdrew from Grace.

Anna climbed onto the table as Marco removed the attachment then retrieved another from the cabinet behind him. Anna hovered over Grace for a moment, her breasts pressed against Grace's then leaned in to kiss her softly as Marco worked on the machine for another moment installing the dual headed attachment. They'd typically used it as a dual penetration attachment but Anna figured it would work nicely for this purpose.

With Anna's hips mirroring Graces, Marco moved the arm into position to enter both of them then slowly dialed up the speed. Anna moaned into Grace's mouth as it pumped hard into both of them at the same time. The feeling of Grace's body responding underneath her was exhilarating. Their moans seemed to become one as Marco worked the head of the magic wand between them stimulating both of them equally.

Anna clung tightly to Grace as both their bodies began to quake as they both orgasmed simultaneously and soak the table beneath them.

Sensing they were both near spent Marco slowed the machine to a stop then began to loosen the bindings securing Grace to the table. Once she was free Anna climbed from on top of her then off the table to kneel in front of Marco taking him into her mouth. Marco gripped her hair thrusting hard into Anna's mouth until finally she wrapped a hand around his hip and drove a finger into his ass causing him to moan then spatter the back of her throat with his cum.

Marco led both ladies to the sofa and took a seat pulling one to each side of him as they took a moment to collect themselves.
 
The machine pumped itself into Grace, taking her body from one orgasm to the next, but the relentless pounding was beginning to take its toll. Grace wondered how long she could take it for and how long Marco wanted to torment her like this.

When Anna intervened, Grace was glad of the temporary respite but it wasn’t long before she was being penetrated by the machine again, this time with Anna on top of her.

Anna pressed her body onto Grace and began to kiss her but, with her limbs still strapped to the bench, Grace was powerless to respond in any meaningful sense,. From time to time she felt the buzz of a vibrator against her anus, probing her. It was pleasant but Grace was tiring now and her body was becoming desensitised. It didn’t stop her from orgasming though, nor Anna who apparently wasn’t quite spent from the ordeal Grace had put her through previously. Anna clung to Grace, moaning loudly as she went through one more orgasm.

And then the ordeal was over. The machine stopped and, with Anna still on top of her, Grace felt the straps that had bound her in place being released. Almost immediately, Anna sprung off Grace keen to be the one who finally satisfied her husband and Grace watched as Marco fucked Anna’s face roughly. But all it took was a finger in his anus to make him cum.

Grace lifted herself off the bench. She was stiff after having had her movement restricted for so long. Her pussy felt slack from the pounding, her body was coated in sweat and her thighs covered in lubricant from the dildo.

She accepted Marco’s hand and he led her and Anna to the sofa where they rested.
 
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After recovering for a while Marco got up and meticulously cleaned everything that had been used and collected the swim suits scattered about the floor. With the room back in order he led Anna and Grace back upstairs.

"If you don't mind Grace, we're going to get cleaned up and go to bed." he said as they reached the top of the stairs. "You should find everything you might need in the guest bath."

Anna turned to Grace giving her one last hug before she and Marco disappeared into the master suite.

Then next morning Marco rose early and started preparing breakfast. His guests were set to start arriving in the early afternoon and there was much to do to prepare for the evening. Before coming down he reminded Anna that she'd need to fill Grace in on the evening and gauge her level of interest in participating in what they had in store. He expected there was a high chance she'd choose to not participate but he'd hoped she would.

Having laid out assorted fruits, pastries and juices Marco retreated to the basement to re-arrange things. He wheeled the machine into the closet to make sure it didn't find it's way into the evenings events. He then wheeled out the stocks that Anna typically enjoyed being bound in. Finally he attached the swing to a hook he'd installed on the ceiling in case Grace wanted to join in. Finally, collecting all the whips and locking them away in the closet he felt like the room was prepared for the evening.

As he climbed the stairs he heard Anna and Grace talking in at the dining room table.
 
Grace had a good night’s sleep in Anna and Marco’s guest room. After the activities of the previous night she’d slept soundly and when she woke up she felt a sense of self satisfaction about the way things had gone. She’d tried something new and she’d enjoyed it.

Grace waited until she heard Marco and Anna moving about before getting up herself. She just put on a short robe, thinking that after having been strapped naked to a bench by them, she didn’t need to be too formal now.

When she came down to the kitchen however, Grace saw the breakfast laid out but nobody around. Grace poured herself a glass of juice and sat at the dining room table looking out over the lake. It was going to be a warm day and the view out of the window was a picture.

She thought she heard movement in the playroom below but it was Anna who appeared from the bedroom level first.

The two girls’ hugged them Anna joined Grace at the table.

“I wasn’t sure what the plan was for today. Or this evening for that matter,” Grace began. “If you and Marco already have plans then I’m happy to amuse myself.”
 
"No, you shouldn't have to amuse yourself." Anna said as she sat down at the table. "As I mentioned yesterday we have some friends coming in for a cocktail party this afternoon. It should be a lot of fun but there's one aspect I wanted to mention to you." Anna took a sip of her juice stalling for a moment looking for proper way to present things.

"We'll be hosting Marco's men's club this evening around the pool. I'd expect that the caterers will be arriving shortly to get things setup for us. Many of the members of his club are prominent figures in business and society in Milan. As I'd mentioned, many of them in the fashion industry. We've hosted this function many times and it's become somewhat of a tradition that towards the end of the evening we retire to the playroom downstairs and..." Anna trailed off for a moment again searching for the right words. "I guess for lack of better wording, I entertain our guests." She finished hoping Grace would be able to connect the dots.

As Anna was about to continue Marco emerged from downstairs and greeted them both with a hug and a kiss on the cheek.

"Perhaps it would be better to show you." she said getting up and leading Grace down the stairs. As she led her into the playroom she motioned toward the stocks standing at the far end of the room. "I would usually be in that as the guests make their way around to pleasure me and themselves." then turning to the swing "and if you so choose to join me, you could be in this. I enjoy either so you could choose which you prefer."

Anna paused for a moment letting Grace take everything in. "It's perfectly fine if you don't want to participate at all. You could choose to just enjoy yourself at the party then retire to the guest room when things start to become more than you're comfortable with. Judging from last night, I think you might enjoy it though."
 
Grace had thought that Anna and Marco might have perhaps organised a swinging party that evening. She hadn’t anticipated that the other guests would all be men. Although Anna hadn’t used the word explicitly it appeared that what she’d just politely described was a gangbang.

She looked at the two pieces of apparatus which were now the only things visible in the playroom apart from the sofas. Again it was all about being restrained and at the mercy of others.

“It can’t be that bad though, if Anna can do it on her own,” Grace thought to herself before responding. It didn’t really matter, her mind was already made up anyway.

“I’m here to say ‘yes’ to new opportunities,” Grace told Marco and Anna. “So yes, I’m in.”
 
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"Wonderful!' Anna said as she gave Grace a hug then leading her back upstairs. "I trust you have a sundress or something to wear. If not you're welcome to look through what I have."

As the morning wore on the house was abuzz with activity as the caterers arrived and lined the pool deck with bistro tables draped in white linens and barstools. Marco's outdoor bar was stocked with top shelf liquors and the DJ worked to setup his sound equipment. The dining room table was lined with chafing dishes to be filled with fish, pasta and veal.

Just after lunch everyone went to get dressed for the afternoon.

The first guest to arrive was Gianni Morello. As he greeted Marco Anna pulled Grace aside. "That's Gianni Morello. He just took over for his father at Morello Couture. He's quite the innovator and physically gifted." she said with a smirk before leading Grace over to meet him.

Gianni greeted Grace and Anna warmly with a kiss on each cheek and they led him out to the pool. Since he'd been the first to arrive Anna and Grace spent the next 15 minutes talking with him about Monaco as others guests arrived Anna excused herself to greet them leaving Gianni and Grace alone.

Anna disappeared into the house for a few minutes and they continued to talk. As Anna was returning Gianni said "You're quite stunning. If you're still in Italia, I'm having a fashion show in two days and I'd love to have you model in it if you're going to be around."

Anna had heard his question as she arrived back at Grace's side. "Oh you really should Grace. Gianni's fashion shows are the talk of Milan. You can stay in our apartment!"

As the girls spoke with Gianni the quests continued to stream in. Their ages ranged from their late 20s to mid 40s but all of them quite attractive and fashionable. As the drinks began to flow the DJ started playing a mix of club music.
 
Grace hadn’t been sure what to wear. What do you choose when you know you’re going to be offered to all the men at the party. Anna had suggested a summer dress and she didn’t want to let her and Marco down. Under the circumstances Grace felt that she could be a little risqué and opted for a

Short tight metallic number

Anna looked stunning too. Her youth and good looks were a winning combination. Somehow she approached everything with the same infectious enthusiasm and Grace couldn’t help being a bit jealous of her.

Although Grace had heard of the House of Morello fashion empire she’d never owned any of their clothes. Their couture was for the likes of actors and super models and even their ready to wear lines were eye wateringly expensive and, not to say, a little risqué as well. Grace in her former life would never have allowed herself to wear such clothes. New Grace definitely would though.

Gianni was a charmer. He was young and sophisticated and the conversation flowed effortlessly with him. He obviously enjoyed talking with women, a skill that not many men master, and Grace and Anna continued to talk with him even as other guests started to arrive.

When Anna left them to circulate, Gianni asked if Grace would like to model for him in Milan in a few days’ time. Grace wasn’t sure if he meant it or whether it was just flattery. She was probably old enough to be some of the latest models’ mother and besides, even though she had worked hard on her figure she wasn’t stick thin like most of the catwalk were.

“Oh you really should Grace. Gianni's fashion shows are the talk of Milan. You can stay in our apartment!" Anna told Grace rejoining the conversation.

“Thank you. It’s a wonderful offer and what girl wouldn’t want to walk down a catwalk in Milan but I‘ll have to think about it,” she replied.
 
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Gianni smiled broadly "Oh we don't do catwalks at Morello anymore. We like to offer our customers a more unique experience. I like to mix fashion and art to provide our customers with a fully immersive shopping experience. It's really quite something. Please consider it." he said before finishing the last of his drink. "If you'll excuse me, I'm going to get another."

As Gianni walked away Anna took Grace's arm to introduce her to some of the other guests. "You really should take him up on it. I did one of them earlier in the year and it was quite an experience."

In all there were just short of 20 guests mingling around the pool. Though most of the conversations were in Italian all of them spoke english well enough to chat with Grace as Anna brought her around to meet them. As the afternoon wore on and the drinks flowed their polite interactions became progressively more forward as they talked and causally fondled the ladies.

"It's almost time for us to get ready." Anna said as they moved between guests. "Is there anyone in particular you'd rather not engage with?" she asked wanting to make sure if anyone was particularly undesirable Grace wouldn't have to entertain them. "If so I can see to it that they visit me. It's not a problem."
 
Grace was intrigued by Gianni’s proposition and it definitely seemed to have Anna’s endorsement and so she decided that, if he asked again then she would accept his offer.

As the party got going Anna took the time to show Grace around and introduce her. It was all very civilised to begin with. But as the afternoon became evening the men were less formal and more tactile with the girls. Anna was fine with this and so Grace followed suit. You could sense the anticipation mounting.

There were a range of ages among the men present. Gianni was probably one of the younger ones while most were probably in their thirties or forties. A couple were older and Grace found herself talking to a man who must have been in his sixties. He was trim and well dressed but his skin was leathery and hung loosely over his body.

Similarly not everyone was a male model. Grace hadn’t spoken to him but she’d noticed one quite fat guy with a big rotund belly

Grace wasn’t sure she’d enjoy being fucked by either of the men but there was something about being fucked by these two slightly grotesque characters that excited her. When Anna asked if there were any of the men Grace wasn’t keen on, Grace thought for a moment before replying

“No it’s all fine, Anna. But tell me. What does Marco like to do at these evenings. Does he watch or join in?”
 
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“A little of both.” Anna said “Though they are all complete gentleman he likes to keep watch that no one gets out of line. Then he likes to have me last.”

Anna stopped by the bar and topped off their drinks. As the bartender slid them across the bar Gianni made his way over to Grace.

“Before I forget, here is my card. Please send me a message if you decide you want to do it and I’ll send you all the details.” He said as his slid a gold embossed card into her hand.

“We should get ready.” Anna said after the exchange.

The ladies made their way downstairs and into the playroom. After another sip of her drink Anna set it on the end table by the sofa then turned her back to Grace. “Can you help with the zipper?” She asked. Grace lowered the zipper allowing Anna’s dress to fall to the floor. Anna then helped Grace out of hers.

Anna led Grace to the swing assuming she was fine with that. Stepping close to Grace she kissed her softly as she lowered her panties then helped her into the seat of the swing. Though the nylon straps wrapped tightly around her upper thighs they didn’t really restrict her movement all that much. Grace found that she could easily open and close her legs and maneuver her body in the device while being supported in multiple points.

Once Grace was strapped in Anna slowly lowered herself before Grace and parted her labia softy with her tongue. Grace rocked into her as Anna’s tongue danced over her wetness.

Grudgingly Anna lifted herself to her feet then soaked her hand in lube then pressed her fingers into Grace softly before coating herself and making her way to the stocks.

Watching Anna insert herself into the stocks was a sight to behold. Without assistance she managed to prop it open with her head as she moved her wrists into position then slide her head forward allowing it the close around her neck.

After a long awkward moment they heard the distinctive sound of footsteps coming down the stairs before the guests began to file in.
 
When Gianni made his way over to make his offer to Grace for a second time, Grace was more positive than before.

“If Anna tells me that I really should accept then that’s good enough for me,” Grace told him.”I’d be happy to come to Milan and model for you.”

“We should get ready.” Anna said after the exchange.

Anna led Grace to the playroom where the two pieces of equipment had been laid out such that the two girls’ bodies were parallel and their heads at the same end. Grace would be able to look at and perhaps even talk to Anna during their bondage. Although, in the swing, Grace would be looking up, while in the stocks, Anna would be looking down.

The two girls undressed each other and couldn’t help kissing as they did. Then Anna helped Grace onto the swing. Two broad straps supported Grace’s back and hips while individual straps held her thighs up and apart, putting her pussy on display to all. In this position Grace was open for business.

Anna couldn’t resist going down on Grace and tonguing her pussy. Grace tried to use the swing to rock herself closer, keen for relief but there wasn’t time.

As a final courtesy, Anna coated a hand in lubricant and smeared it with her fingers into Grace’s vagina. It would help until she became wet herself, Grace thought.

Then in a Houdini-like manoeuvre Anna opened the stocks and inserted her head and arms before locking herself into place.

The two girls were now trapped. They looked at each other and smiled as they heard the sound of voices approaching.

Then, all of a sudden, Grace had questions she hadn’t previously thought to ask. Would all the men turn up at once or would they take turns. Would it be ten men each or were the men likely to want to try both of them? How long would they stay like this?

But it was too late now. The first person Grace saw through the door was Marco. She guessed he would be master of ceremonies for the evening and her heart began to pound at what was going to come next.
 
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As the guests filtered into the room they gathered around Anna and Grace. Anna’s excitement began to build as, what felt like, a dozen hands caressed and groped her. She wasn’t able to look up to see faces. Her view was limited to the men in front of her lowering their pants. Anna parted her lips as the first cock was presented to her and she took it deep into her throat.

Just as she was sucking that first cock to hardness another pressed into her from behind. Anna moaned as the pleasure assault began on her body.

Just over from Anna Grace was surrounded by an equal number of men taking similar liberties with her body. Paulo, a rotund man that certainly wouldn’t be mistaken for fit lowered his suspenders and guided Grace’s hand to his cock urging her to stroke him as the first of her gentlemen pressed deep into her. The swing began to rock as Grace’s hand slid across Paulo’s freakishly thick cock. Even as his length was likely consumed by the layers of fat lining his pelvis, Grace’s hand barley made it halfway around his almost egg shaped cock.

As Anna’s wetness began to flow freely her first orgasm racked her quivering body. She could hear Grace’s moans grow louder until she herself sounded like she’d been taken over the edge into her first as well.
As the man occupying her mouth stepped away she was presented with the impressive specimen that she knew could be none other than Gianni. Anna opened her mouth as wide as she could to take as much of him in as possible. Gianni guided his cock deep into her throat as his hardness grew. His hands gripped her hair as she struggled to take more of him in.
The man behind her began to thrust harder then suddenly stopped as he flooded her with his seed. Stepping away Gianni moved around behind Anna then fed his huge cock into her. Anna let out a low guttural groan as Gianni stretched her. The pleasure she was receiving as he thrust into het was unmistakable to anyone in the room.
“Oh god yes! Fuck that’s so good.” She grunted out as Gianni plowed into her. Anna cried out as the floodgates within her burst and she drenched Gianni as she came hard around him as he fucked her through her orgasm.
 
There were more than enough men to go round. Some were keen to get in on the action while others were content to watch, at least for now.

With her legs suspended in the slings every part of Grace was available to the crowd. To begin with the men just touched her, playing with her breasts and fingering her. They spoke to each other in Italian and occasionally one of them said something that caused the rest to laugh.

It wasn’t long though before someone took the initiative. He was a young, good looking man and he took time to make sure he eased himself into her gently so as not to hurt her. Grace was glad that he was her first that evening. The young man stroked his cock into her with long lazy strokes, he was in no hurry and didn't want to get worked up too soon. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the moment, a cock in her pussy and eager hands exploring her body. But it wasn’t long before she felt someone rubbing the head of their erect cock along her cheek. When she opened her eyes all she could see in front of her was a stiff cock and a toned, hairless stomach. Grace tilted her head to see another beautiful young man and she opened her mouth to let him in.

As if to establish some balance however the two men either side of her were anything but handsome. One was the fat guy Paulo. The other, the old guy Franco.

The two men mauled Grace's breasts while they pulled her hands down to their groins. It was difficult to locate Paulo's cock as it was hidden under several layers of fat, but when Grace did she was shocked. It was like finding an egg plant between his legs. She could hardly get her hand round it and when she wanked the beast, it just got bigger and harder. In complete contrast, Franco's cock was tiny in comparison and his balls hung down between his legs like two bags of shopping. Franco must have been seventy she decided and with his clothes off he looked like a skeleton wearing an ill fitting suit of skin. He guided her hand down between his legs and she thought he wanted her to cup his balls but he opened his legs wider and pressed her finger against his anus. The implication was clear and Grace felt obliged to insert it into his rectum while he wanked himself hard.

Grace focussed on the two beautiful young men at either end of her and with a mixture of clitoral and vaginal stimulation she was soon reaching orgasm. She wanted to make them both cum for her but they clearly had other ideas. She felt disappointed when they both withdrew to take their turn on Anna, leaving the field clear for Paulo and Franco to take their places.
 
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As the two men vactated Grace, Paulo quickly made his way between her legs as Franco moved to beside her head and tilted it in his direction. Their places at her side were quickly filled by two younger more fit men that helped her hands find their cocks as pick up caressing her body.

Franco fed his thin shaft into Grace's mouth as his hand stroked her cheek. She seemed to take him in with little effort and she seemed to eagerly work her tongue over his shaft perhaps trying to speed his release.

As Paulo began to slowly press into Grace his belly rested on her spread thighs and pelvis like a weighted blanket. He was able to easily press the first quarter of his length into her but met quite a bit of resistance beyond that as his girth began to stretch her wider than she was prepared to accommodate. Slowly Paulo leaned into her with more force pressing more of his eggplant shaped monstrosity to enter her. The weight of his belly pressed hard against her sensitive clitoris creating a unique sensation as he began to work deeper into her. Pressing perhaps slightly too hard he heard Grace gasp around Franco's cock prompting him to slow his approach.

Franco's excitement at seeing this gorgeous young woman taking him into her mouth caught up with him all to quickly. With a muted groan his cock twitched hard and emptied into her mouth as her moans from Paulo stretching her grew louder. Franco stumbled backwards a few paces then retreated as one of the younger men quickly took his place.

With another firm thrust Paulo hilted himself within Grace. He paused for a moment giving her a moment to acclimate to him before he began pumping that thick shaft into her more rapidly.

As Gianni delivered a firm slap across Anna's ass he showered her womb with his seed. Anna cried out as her legs weakened and her yet another orgasm sent waves of pleasure through her body. Gianni stepped away letting another quickly take his place as their shared fluids seeped down Anna's leg.
 
Franco’s semen had tasted stale and it had been made worse by the fact that there’d been plenty of it. It was as if it had been stored in his pendulous balls for far too long, before eventually finding its way into Grace’s mouth.

At least it had been easy to get Franco to cum though but it had meant using two hands. One right up his rectum, massaging his prostate. The other wanking Franco into her mouth. She’d had to swallow all of his seed and the taste had almost made her gag. So she was glad when a fresh young cock took his place in her mouth as it gave her tastebuds something new to focus on.

Meanwhile, between her legs Grace, was experiencing both pleasure and pain. The grotesqueness of Paulo’s fat belly was offset by the way his blubber rubbed against her clitoris. The feeling of pain from the way he’d tried to force himself into her was now giving way to the sensation being totally filled by his cock. She’d yelped in pain as he’d tried too hard too soon but now he was inside her and it felt awesome.

Paulo made stubby little thrusts into her and sweat began to drip from his body as he over exerted himself. Much of the sweat collected in a pool on Grace’s stomach, creating farting noises when Paulo’s belly slapped onto it.

It seemed to be a race against time though to see whether Paulo could cum before he expired from his exertion. His face was beetroot red, but Paulo probably didn’t get many opportunities like this and it wasn’t long before he began to ejaculate prematurely.

When he knew he was going to, he pulled out of Grace and wanked himself to completion over her. The first spurt of cum took Grace by surprise and left Paulo’s coco like a missile. It cleared her body, landing squarely on her face and in her hair. The remainder of his tribute Paulo sprayed liberally over her body. It was as if somebody had let off a fire extinguisher. Paulo’s friends clapped as they witnessed the spectacle. It was obviously his party trick and when he’d finished Paulo walked away acknowledging the accolades and probably looking for somewhere to rest for a while. Leaving Grace looking like an icing glazed cake.
 
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As Paulo staggered off the two younger men took over as the crowd of men in the room started to dwindle.

As one took up his position between Grace’s thighs he stroke her clit as he slid his cock into her. After Paulo she gave little resistance and even less friction as he thrust into her. He quickly grew frustrated and picked up the lube from beneath her and squeezed some onto his cock and stroked it to coat it thoroughly. Satisfied he was slick enough he pressed the head against her puckered little rosebud and slowly pressed it past her defenses.

Grace moaned as he stroked it deeper and deeper into her until she’d finally taken him in fully. Gripping the straps of the swing he began to thrust hard into her ass.

As Grace writhed in the swing a new arrival stepped in beside her and began to stroke her clit as the other continued to fuck her. As she moaned her approval he plunged his fingers into her pussy pressing into het g-spot. With each thrust of the man between her legs driving the fingers inside her deeper into her they thrusts quickly synced up driving her to new levels of ecstasy.

Her muscles tightened around both as another orgasm overlook her.

“Yes, cum for me!” He cried out as he pounded harder into her until at last he pulled out and added his own streams on top of Paulo’s across her tits and stomach.
 
Paulo and his successor had started a trend. The men lined up to first fuck Grace's face, then fuck her in the ass. When they came they all pulled out and coated her with their creamy tributes. They competed to see who could be the most accurate with their ejaculate and who could cover her with the most impressive amount of semen (although Paulo was the clear winner on the count). Grace counted twelve men who'd emptied themselves onto, or in the case of Franco into, her and while most had emptied themselves over her breasts or tummy, a few errant loads had hit her face too. She felt satisfaction at having pleased them all and her cum covered body and gaping anus were testament to this.

It had been different for Anna though it seemed. Her gentlemen had wanted to finish off in her pussy leaving it and her thighs a cummy mess. Cum dripped down her legs and a pool of drips had collected on the floor. They'd also taken to slapping her ass, quite vigorously it seemed, and now it was red raw. Anna was still smiling though, loving every minute of it.

As the last of the men drifted out of the playroom, this just left Marco. He had been watching patiently, making sure that nobody overstepped the mark and ready to step in at the first sign that she or Anna weren't enjoying themselves. Now it was his turn...
 
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Marco walked slowly across the room and over to Anna. He inspected the crimson hand prints littering her ass then added his own for good measure. Anna squealed as the loud smack echoed through the now vacant room. Lifting the stocks from her neck she stood and stretched the stiffness out of her back as fluids continued to leak down her legs. Marco pulled her lips to his kissing her hard before leading her over to Grace.

As Grace lay still bound in the swing Anna leaned down running her tongue over Grace's cheek collecting the tributes left behind by the men as Marco positioned himself between her legs.

"I can't let you leave without at least having you once." he said as he teased her swollen and battered labia with his cock.

After cleaning the cum from Grace's face Anna gave her a long kiss then worked her way down to the pool that had collected between her breasts just as Marco thrust hard into Grace.

"Did you two sluts have fun tonight?" he grunted out as he began to pound into Grace. "It looks like our guests had quite the time."

Anna let out a contented "mmmmm" as she continued to work further and further down Grace's torso while pressing her own against Grace's face as she went. As she made it to Grace's stomach she was straddling Grace's face inviting her to taste her own cum soaked sex.

Marco's pace quickened as his orgasm quickly approached. As it did Anna had worked her way down to Grace's hairless mound awaiting Marco's final gift. Marco grunted loudly with each thrust until his excitement overtook him and he withdrew from Grace and unloaded into Anna's waiting mouth.

Anna milked the last drops from Marco then lifted herself from Grace and began to unstrap her.
 
It was the perfect end to a great evening with Marco, the host, fucking her and Anna, his beautiful young wife, licking the cum from her body.

Afterwards they carefully released Grace from her bondage. At first her legs felt quite wobbly as the blood drained from her head. It was as if she’d just got off a boat. It only lasted a short time however.

Naked, the two girls walked out of the playroom to a chorus of applause from the, now dressed, men. They were each handed a glass of champagne and then Anna began to kiss each of the men individually as they left the party. Grace followed Anna’s lead and there was more groping and fingering as she said goodnight to each of the twenty men personally.

Gianni waited until the end

“I look forward to seeing you in Milan,” he told her. “Please let me know when you will arrive and we can go out for dinner or whatever.”

“I’d like that,” Grace told him. “If Marco and Anna are still ok with me staying in their apartment then I could be there tomorrow evening.”
 
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Anna having overheard the exchanged came racing over.

"Of course, you're welcome to the apartment. We haven't been there for ages so it'll be nice to have you check in on it. "

As the last of the guests left the three of them finished their drinks as the caterers finished the cleanup efforts then went to bed for the evening.

Marco and Anna were up early to make breakfast assuming they were seeing Grace off after a wonderful stay. Anna was so glad they'd met in Monaco and hoped she'd come stay with them again sometime soon.

Getting some stationary from the kitchen drawer she jotted down the address and security code for the apartment to have it ready for her.
 
Grace was sad to be leaving Marco and Anna. She’d really enjoyed her time with them and they’d been the perfect hosts. But now she needed to be the perfect guest and leave before she overstayed her welcome.

She was going to miss Anna. Despite the age gap she felt as though the two were kindred spirits. Marco had been the perfect gentleman, but it was Anna that Grace was really going to miss.

“Thank you for inviting me to stay with you. I’ve had a wonderful time,” she told the two of them. “And thank you for letting me use your apartment. When I get back to California and I’ve got myself sorted, I hope you’ll come and visit me.”

It only took a couple of hours to reach Milan with a stop at a supermarket to pick up some essentials, but finding the apartment in the maze of the city streets took a bit longer. Fortunately she was able to park the Audi in the basement car park beneath the apartment building.

When she entered the six digit code into the key pad she heard the door unbolt and she was able to open it. The apartment was modern, light and airy. The sort of place that was low maintenance. Ideal for occasional visits.

Grace made herself a coffee then sat down on the sofa and texted Gianni to tell him she’d arrived. Then, not knowing much about Milan, she looked on TripAdvisor to see how she might spend the afternoon.
 
Gianni was walking through the warehouse space talking through final adjustments that needed to be made before tomorrow's event. His creative director followed closely behind with a notebook jotting down the tweaks he was calling out as he moved swiftly between the stations setup to display their designs.

The concept was simple enough. The patrons would be led down a path winding through the warehouse. Scattered throughout the path were sets constructed to depict varying scenes where his clothing would be displayed. Some of the sets were constructed to look like a night scene, a restaurant, a waterfront, etc. At each location the models would be staged.

"I will be here." he said pointing to the set depicting Rome's Trevi fountain. "See to it that the other model assignments are made appropriately."

Looking down at his phone he noticed the text that he'd received from Grace.

"Wonderful! Let's meet for dinner" he replied before recommending a small cafe he enjoyed that was centrally located.

Sliding his phone back in his pocket he continued making his way around the displays.
 
Grace spent the afternoon in the centre of Milan, looking around the Cathedral and doing a little shopping. The people in Milan were dressed so impeccably. Everyday life seemed to be like a fashion show and she ended up buying more than a few tops and summer dresses as a result.

She returned to the apartment in the late afternoon laden with bags. She might have to consider buying another suitcase she decided or alternatively fedexing some of the clothes home that she probably wasn't going to wear.

Gianni had suggested a small restaurant not far from the apartment and, after showering, Grace thought about what she was going to wear that evening. To be honest she wasn't sure what sort of an evening it was going to be. She'd had so much sex recently that it was easy to be blasé about falling into bed with someone. But Gianni hadn't fucked her the night before though, so did that mean he'd be keen tonight or just wasn't interested in her.

She decided to hedge her bets and wear one of the summer dresses she'd bought that day. It wasn't one of his creations but she hoped it was appropriate.

One thing she was struggling to get used to was how late people ate in Italy. Americans would be on their way home from restaurants while Italian's were only just on their way out and to put it bluntly Grace was famished by the time she made the restaurant.
 
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