Penthouse of pleasure - uncertain desire (German Edition) (14 page)

We drive back to the apartment without a word. I sit beside Alex in the back of the limo and stare out the window.

“Listen, Kate,” he interrupts the silence. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to upset you.”

“Then stop it,” I say.

“I still believe you shouldn’t suppress your feelings. It’s completely natural that you pine over your ex.”

“And what good would that do?” I’m stressed out. “Do you want me to run around your apartment all in pieces? That’s sure to really turn Liam and Marcus on.”

“Okay, it’s your decision,” Alex lifts up his hands placatingly. “But should you ever feel the need to talk, I’ll gladly be there for you. I just want you to know that I’m also just as much interested in our women’s personalities as in their physique.”

“That’s great,” I reply, looking straight into his eyes. “I noticed that you three are also really open about your feelings. I take it you can’t tell me either why you’re part of this whole setup, or can you?
Oh, Kate, I don’t talk about that. No, Kate, this is not the place for it!
“ I ape Marcus and Liam’s words.

“I can, actually,” Alex says surprisingly.

I’m stunned. It’s not what I had expected. Could Alex actually be more open then his two friends?

“So, why then?” I quickly press him before he may remember that he doesn’t want to talk about it after all.

“I met Karen at one of my engagements,” Alex starts. “She was confident, intelligent and attractive. I fell in love with her right away. We spent a lot of time together and I was over the moon when one day she told me that she was pregnant. I hadn’t necessarily planned becoming a dad, but to start a family with Karen felt wonderful. Mia’s birth was the most incredible moment of my life. For a whole year I watched her grow up. I’ve never loved anyone as unconditionally as that little person. The rude awakening came on Mia’s first birthday. In tears, Karen confessed that Mia wasn’t my daughter. I may still have dealt with it all, but Karen decided to leave me and move in with her ex, Mia’s real father. She wanted to make a fresh start and stopped me from seeing Mia again. I did everything Karen wanted and never did meet the little girl after that. I thought it was best for her. But my whole world had collapsed. Marcus and Liam were there for me then and at some stage I joined their commune. The idea of spending time with nice women without any strings attached very much appealed to me. I didn’t want to commit again.”

I don’t know what shocks me more – Alex’s openness or his tragic story. It must be devastating no longer being allowed to see the child one loves. Having to completely erase it from one’s life. What Alex had to go through is definitely far worse than what I experienced with Andrew.

“I’m so terribly sorry,” I say and put my hand on his arm.

He shrugs his shoulders. “Now you know why I’m part of the commune.”

“How old is Mia now?” I quickly ask. Who knows how long Alex will still be willing to talk.

“She’s going on five,” he tells me.

I nod. “That means you’ve lived in the apartment for nearly four years?”

“Three and a half,” he replies. “And I’ve got to know some very nice and adventurous ladies there.”

“And what about Liam and Marcus? Why did they start the whole thing?” I jump at the opportunity and ask the question foremost on my mind. 

“You’ll have to ask them yourself,” Alex says and ends the subject.

So much about embracing your feelings, I think.

Alex told me his story in a few short sentences and doesn’t want to discuss it anymore either. Dealing with one’s problems is quite different in my opinion. But at least I know a little more about him. It’s a start. I’ll try and find out more as soon as the opportunity presents itself.

“Here we are,” says Alex soon after and points to the gate of the underground carpark.

I get out of the limo with mixed feelings and step into the elevator. My date with Alex was exciting and soulful, but also unnerving. Now I’m glad that I have my own room. I badly need some peace and quiet.

“I would really like to rest for a while,” I say when we leave the elevator. “Is that okay?” 

“Sure. Do that. I hope you enjoyed our date at least a little,” Alex replies, looking at me expectantly.

“Of course, I did,” I reassure him with a smile. “Thank you for the lovely lunch. If you would excuse me now...” I quickly kiss his cheek and try to leave, but Alex keeps a hold of my wrist.

“I enjoyed our time together very much,” he says and gazes right into my eyes.

That look! I think. It really shouldn’t be allowed. He looks at me like the little puppy one wants to adopt on the spot. I believe only brown-eyed people can do that. I simply have to hug him again.

“Thank you so much,” I say.

Alex hugs me back. Then he lifts up my chin so I have to look him in the eyes. Damn it! That puppy dog thing!

Although I hadn’t planned on kissing him again for a while, I don’t resist when his lips approach mine.

Earlier on he had kissed me so very tenderly; now he kisses me very, very passionately. I can feel the goosebumps reappearing. I remember the way he touched me in the dark and change my mind. I don’t actually want to rest anymore.

“Your date obviously worked out!”

The voice behind my back makes me turn around. There’s Liam, less than two yards away, watching us with amusement.

“Would you ever stop creeping up on me like that?” I growl and disengage myself from Alex’s embrace. “Sooner or later you’ll give me a heart attack!”

“You’ll get used to it. Don’t worry,” he says with a dismissive gesture. “I absolutely adore creeping around. I also love watching you. You should know that by now!” 

Yeah, I’ve noticed alright, I think. But it irritates me. I’m not used to constant surveillance.

“Hi, Liam,” Alex greets his friend. “You’re home early.”

Unlike me, Alex doesn’t appear bothered at all. To him being watched seems totally normal and it apparently doesn’t particularly annoy him either.

Freaks, I think indignantly and shake my head.

“The meeting didn’t take as long as expected,” Liam replies. “Hey, Kate, where’s my welcome home kiss?” he continues and looks at me eagerly.

I sigh. It’s actually a tad strenuous to be just one woman catering for three men. Let’s see how our little commune develops.

“So?” Liam arches his eyebrows.

In passing, I give him a little kiss on the cheek. “That will have to do for now,” I state and quickly disappear into my room.

“See you later, angel. I’m looking forward this evening,” he shouts after me.

I’m convinced that Liam will follow me to demand a proper kiss. But he doesn’t. He’s apparently noticed that I need some rest.  And he presumably wants to spare me a little so I’ll survive their ominous ritual later on. What will they do? Better not to think about it.

Exhausted, I lie down on the bed. My head’s still filled with Alex’s sad story. I’m sure he would have made a great dad, is my last thought before falling into a deep sleep.

“Kate? Wake up, angel!”

Sleepily, I squint my eyes. Where am I? I just dreamt that I was heavily pregnant with triplets and Andrew told me he wants to break up and I have to look for another apartment...

What a horrible nightmare!

Fortunately it’s not Andrew I’m facing and I’m not pregnant either. Liam’s sitting at the edge of my bed, pushes a stray hair from my forehead and looks at me with concern. “Are you okay, angel? You were whimpering in your sleep!”

“I’m okay now,” I tell him and stretch my tired limbs. “I just had a bad dream. What time is it?”

“Nearly seven. You slept for more than three hours.”

“What? Really? Why didn’t you wake me?” I sit up and yawn heartily. 

“We thought you could do with a little rest,” Liam says and strokes my back. “Marcus is home, too, and we’ve already prepared everything. Just change your clothes and we can start.”

I’m confused and frown. “Start what?”

“Your initiation!” He informs me with a grin.

All of a sudden, I’m wide awake. Liam’s words trigger a little adrenalin kick surging right through my body. My heart’s pounding like mad with excitement.

“Wha... what do you wa... want me to wear?” I stutter in such a panic that I’ve developed a speech impediment. 

Of course, I knew that the strange ritual was awaiting me this evening. But now, when it’s imminent, my stomach feels all queasy. I can cope with one of the men by himself, I can even just about manage two of them, but all three? Do they all want to sleep with me? Oh, my God!

“I’ll gladly help you choose an outfit,” Liam grins. He opens the closet and, after a quick search, extracts something from one of the drawers. “Here,” he says and holds up a small cellophane bag with a black nothing inside it. “Wear this!” He throws me the bag.

“Is that all?” I pant and take the black garter and matching black lace stockings out of the bag. “Not even panties or a bra at least?”

“Nope,” he replies, amused. “This is enough. You don’t need a bra and panties would just be in the way!”

I gulp.

“Come on, Kate. Don’t drive yourself crazy. You’ll have fun, believe me.”

I nod and hope he’s right.

“This morning you said that we could agree on a safe word...” I start.

“Sure, of course. If you want!”

“Um.”

“Right. Think of something. We’re expecting you in the lounge,” he says and leaves. 

Thanks a bunch for the great fashion advice, I think and nervously bite my lips.

I really have to get on top of my nerves. But it’s not that easy.

The thought that my roomies are expecting me practically naked in the sitting room sends shivers down my spine. I haven’t been this excited since the oral exams for my high school diploma. And that was quite some time ago. On a tension scale from one to ten, I’m a definite ten plus.

I take off my skirt, the blouse and the slip and carefully roll up the lace stockings. It’s been forever since I’ve worn garters. Attaching the stockings to the garters is a pretty tricky job with my trembling hands.

I ask myself what the men see in a getup like this. Do they think that garter-wearing women are more willing? Or do they simply find stockinged legs more attractive?

I scrutinize the result of my efforts in the large wall mirror. Um, not bad. Very sleazy without a bra or panties. I run my fingers through my hair and stick out my tongue at my mirror image.

It’s your own fault, Kate. You wanted this. Nobody forced you to sign the contract, my intellect pipes up.

So what? You’ll hardly ever experience something as erotic as this again in your life. Enjoy, the woman inside me retorts and floods my womb with desire. I feel myself getting a teensy bit wet.

Jesus, this is madness!

But I won’t make my grand entrance as exposed as this. Forget it, boys. They will have to take their clothes off first. If I read the contract correctly, it didn’t mention a dress code. It also didn’t mention that the men had to initiate the action. I’ll also contribute to the rules, I decide. Once the men have taken their clothes off, I’ll do the same. It’s as simple as that!

I slip into my blouse and button it up to my cleavage. It just about covers my fanny. The garters are visible underneath.

You look pretty darn sexy, I think, satisfied. I also don’t feel so naked and exposed.

Should I wear high heels?

I slip into a pair and glance at the mirror again.

Perfect!

One last, deep breath and I’m on my way to the lounge.

Alcohol, I think. I’m badly in need of a drink!

The setting that awaits me when I enter the lounge puts me so much off my stride, I’m inwardly screaming for an alcoholic beverage to nebulize my senses.

All the curtains are drawn and the room is bathed in the warm glow of candles. That’s fine, so far. But the thing dangling from the ceiling troubles me.

What the hell is that?

“Didn’t I tell you what to wear?” Visibly annoyed, Liam points to my concealed upper body. “Why are you wearing a top?”

“And didn’t
I
repeatedly tell you that I don’t always do what you tell me?” I retaliate, trying to sound firm. I don’t quite succeed. I sound a little scared.

“As sassy as ever,” Marcus laughs. “That’s how we love you. I like your top and the stockings are class. I can’t wait to see you in this.” He points to the contraption hanging from the ceiling and grins lewdly.

“You okay, Kate?“ Alex looks at me anxiously.

At least one of them has a little empathy, I think and shake my head. “No, I’m not okay! Would you ever tell me what you’re planning?”

“First you take your top off and we help you into the love swing. Then we can start your initiation.”

I doubtfully stare at the swing. Dangling from the ceiling in it, I will be helplessly at the men’s mercy. “But I won’t be able to move in that thing!” I say.

“Exactly! That’s the idea.” Marcus remarks. 

Oh, my God, I think.

And if I don’t like something, I can say the safe word?” I ask.

“No problem. I don’t think you’ll be needing it, but it’s no problem if you feel safer that way. Did you think of a word?” Liam wants to know

A word? I ponder. Um, what word should I choose?

“I’ll take full moon,” I decide.

“Right,” Liam nods. “If you say full moon, I promise that we will immediately stop what we’re doing!”

“Don’t worry,” Alex tries to reassure me. “You’ll like it.”

You are nuts agreeing to something like this, Kate, I think. But it’s presumably too late to back out at this stage.

“Very well. I need a drink and then I want you to undress, too!” I say.

Liam comes at me so unexpectedly, I’m terrified. He grabs my hair and pulls my head back so I have to look up at him.

“Hey!“ I rail. “What are you doing?” “

“Listen, angel, it doesn’t work that way. We decide what’s about to happen, not you. You can have a drink, but then I want you to shut the hell up!”

I can think of a suitable reply, but I swallow it. He’s presumably right. I really should stop talking. My ranting ruins the erotic atmosphere. I tend to talk too much when I’m as excited as I am now. The only thing to counteract that is alcohol.

Alex has kindly prepared a drink for me already. He hands me a colorful cocktail which apparently contains a lot of alcohol.

“Here,” he says. “Drink it. That should do the trick!”

Gratefully, I accept the glass and sit down on the sofa.

“That’s what we get for getting involved with Kate,” Marcus nags. “We should have stuck to our principles. Our other ladies would long since be on the swing, looking forward to what’s next without blabbing on the whole time! Kate thinks too much.”

“Just give her a minute,” Alex appeases him. “It’s all new to her.”

“SHE, by the way, is right here and not deaf!” I angrily flash my eyes at Marcus.

He always manages to goad me until I get real irate. Defiantly, I down the rest of the cocktail and decide to deactivate my brain to allow my body some fun. Fuck you, Marcus!

“Right, I’m ready!” I say and get up from the sofa. Phew, that cocktail really was strong. I can feel the alcohol flowing through my veins, calming me. As far as I am concerned, they can start. I’m still flustered, but my infuriation with Marcus is even bigger. And if I don’t like it, I still have the safe word, don’t I?

“Are you sure?” Marcus studies me quizzically.

“Yeah, I’m sure. After all, I’m here to have fun and not to think!” I reply and look Marcus right into the eyes. He reciprocates the look and distorts his lip to a mocking grin. I show him the finger and very slowly start unbuttoning my blouse. 

“Much better,” Liam mumbles when I’m standing there in my gartered stockings. “Take the stilettos off and come over here. I help you into the swing.”

I nod obediently and slip off my high heels. Don’t think, Kate. Just don’t think! 

Standing in front of Liam and the strange contraption I feel a little adrenalin rush against my will.

Take a deep breath, Kate. In and out, I try to soothe myself.

Liam takes my right hand and pulls a loop which is dangling from the ceiling over my wrist. Then he repeats the process with my left wrist.

“Sit down,” he says, pushes one of the loops under my naked butt and then puts another loop each over my ankles. My legs wide apart, I sit on the swing and hold on to the ropes on my left and right. 

“Um,” Liam growls. “Looks promising already!”

He stands between my legs and very slowly circles my nipples with one of his fingers. They react instantly.

Marcus and Alex also approach me now and seconds later I feel their hands on my back and my behind. They very gently caress my skin while Liam takes one of my nipples into his mouth. His tongue very lightly touches the nipple and then stimulates it with circling movements. Meanwhile, his fingers travel down along my stomach to my loins. Thirty fingers are fondling my body and each on of them is hitting the right spot. I’m overpowered by a wave of arousal and shut my eyes.

„“Open your eyes,” I hear Marcus’s voice very close to my ear. He also seems aroused. “We want you to see what’s happening!”  

I do what I’m told.

Marcus has stopped caressing me and is now standing right beside Liam. Very slowly he starts taking off his T-shirt and unzipping his jeans until he wears nothing but tight, black boxers. The slight bulge in the shorts shows that his penis is already semi-erect. Liam now also pulls his T-shirt over his head. I swallow. This is already nearly too much visual stimulation. The two men really look damned sexy.

“Are you okay, angel?” Liam asks in a gravelly voice.

I nod.

“Good. Then we’ll change your position,” he says and signals to the other two.  

Marcus, who’s still standing behind me takes hold of my waist and lifts me up effortlessly while Liam and Alex are busy with the love swing’s complicated loop arrangement. I have no idea what they’re planning, but I try to keep still.

A few seconds later I’m lying on my stomach with my upper body slightly raised. My hands are fixed with loops in front of my body and my legs are spread apart. My head is the only part of me I can still move. My heart’s pounding. I’m totally at the three men’s mercy in this position. And I’ve no idea what’s to come. Although that’s sexy, it’s also pretty dangerous for me. I pray that they’ll keep their promise and really won’t do anything to harm me.

“Shush! Relax,” Liam says and strokes my naked back.  “Don’t worry, you won’t get hurt. Is this alright for you?” he wants to know and stands facing me while waiting for my answer.

How nice of him to ask, I think and distort my mouth in an ironic smile. “Up to now, yes,” I reply hesitantly.

“Good.” Liam seems happy with my reply.

He nods at Alex, who subsequently steps right in front of me and also starts taking his clothes off.

Very slowly Alex unbuttons his shirt. His torso isn’t quite as muscular as Liam’s or Marcus’s, but still pretty appetizing. After Alex has bared his chest, Liam starts taking his trousers off. 

Much better than a Chippendales’ performance, I think.

All that naked male skin really gets my imagination going. My nipples become very hard and my clitoris starts to pound.

“Do you like what you’re seeing,” Marcus asks with a salacious grin. He’s now joined the other two.

“Um, it’s alright. I think you’re still wearing too much,” I reply and tilt my head a little to the side. I surprise myself with my courage.  Although my pulse is racing, my big mouth’s apparently still functioning perfectly. 

“You’re really something else. All you can do is move your head and you’re still as cheecky as ever,” Liam laughs. “I think we should reward Kate for her guts, what do you think?”

“If the lady so wishes, we really should get undressed,” Alex smiles and pulls down his boxers.

What I see now makes me gasp. Liam and Marcus are already well endowed for my taste, but Alex surpasses both of them. His penis is only slightly erect, but already surprisingly large. God knows how big it might be when it’s fully up.

  It just goes to show that muscle mass and penis size have absolutely nothing to do with each other, I think with a slight shiver. Although Liam and Marcus are more muscular than Alex, Alex would win hands down in a pecker-size contest.

I’m not sure if I should be happy to face such an incredible male member or if it should worry me. I don’t really have much choice right now seeing that I can’t run away!

But there’s still the save word if needs be.

Liam comes nearer until he’s standing real close to my head. “I believe it’s about time to shut up that sweet little mouth of yours,” he says, lifts up my chin and touches my mouth with the tip of his penis. “Open wide!” he orders.

Again, I do as I am told and gingerly take his dick into my mouth. Liam grabs my head and, aided by the love swing, sets the rhythm. I suck his penis and feel it growing.

Through the corner of my eyes I notice Alex watching us. He seems to like what he sees because his phallus slowly grows to its full size. With that cock he would be the star in any porn movie, I think and get worried when it grows even more.

Marcus has now also decided to join in the action. He caresses my back with the tips of his fingers, stops at my fanny, takes aim and slaps it hard.

I moan, nearly choking. The shock nearly made me bite Liam. But he must have been prepared. The very moment Marcus’s hand had landed on my butt, Liam had pulled his penis out of my mouth. Marcus hits my fanny again.

“Hey!” I snarl indignantly. 

“Wonderful,” he sighs. “I’ve wanted to do that all day.”

I don’t get around to complaining about the rough treatment because Liam’s dick is occupying my mouth again and stops me.

My fanny feels hot and I feel a pleasant tugging sensation spreading through my womb. I feel helpless with Liam’s cock in my mouth and my burning, bare butt. But that is exactly what turns me on so much. My clitoris starts pounding and I feel myself getting wet.

“Really, Marcus, why do you always have to be so rough,” Alex pretends  to be outraged and strokes my pulsating butt with his fingers. Then they slightly increase their pressure and meander along the inside of my thighs and circle my labia.

Liam’s swollen phallus in my mouth stifles my moans.

Now Alex touches the lips of my vulva before turning his attention to my clitoris. He skillfully massages my most sensitive spot until my womb starts jerking. Liam pulls out of my mouth and I feel another hard slap on my tushy.

“Aaah!” I scream.

“You wanted to say something?” I hear Marcus’ voice behind me.

I shake my head in silence.

While Liam is kneeling in front of me, kissing me, the other two play good cop/bad cop with my nether regions.

With true dexterity Alex is teasing my clitoris while Marcus is busy with my hiney and ensures that the blood supply keeps well supplied. His now more gentle slaps combined with Alex’s stimulation and Liam’s intense kissing arouses me so much, my whole body starts trembling.

“Fuck me,” I beg when Liam briefly lets off. “Fuck me, please!”

I want – no, I need to feel one of them me inside. I won’t be able to stand it much longer. My body is totally over-stimulated.

“My pleasure,” Liam responds with a grin and vanishes from my field of vision. I moan with relief when he finally penetrates me. He encircles my waist and lets the love seat swing back and forth. Liam thrusts forcefully inside me. Hot longing spreads right through me. I can feel myself coming close to climax.

But all of a sudden, before I orgasm, Liam releases me.

“No! Please don’t stop!” I beseech him.

“Your turn!” he says without entertaining my plea and surrenders me to Marcus. But Marcus has no intention of entering me. He very slowly moves the tip of his penis over my labia. In frustration, I try to stick my butt towards him, but the swing’s loops restrict my mobility. I’m helpless.

“You want to be fucked so?” Marcus says in a gruff voice.

“Yes! Please!” I moan. I’m so aroused, I can hardly stand it any longer. I have to come! NOW! 

“Liam, would you kindly ensure that Kate shuts up!” Marcus’s voice is a gruff as before.