The Price of Desire (21 page)

Richard was pleased to have some time alone with both girls. The image of them playing in the pool together had been running in his mind as he followed them through the house. And now he had them all to himself, wet and shivering. They certainly seemed very at home, and he sincerely hoped they were not involved with Gideon's business dealings. But they might have some clue as to Lily's whereabouts, if he could just win their trust. He couldn't help but become aroused as he watched their trembling goose-bumped flesh ripple as they walked.

‘So, what are you going to do with us now, Richard?' Rachael teased as she opened the door to one of the guestrooms.

His mouth went dry. He could think of a hundred things he would like to do with them and an image of each flashed through his mind. He could feel his cock responding, straining against his trousers, and he took a deep breath to steady himself. He wanted to appear cool, calm and in control of the situation.

‘Why don't we get a little bit more comfortable?' he said, nodding at the bed, cringing at the cheesy line. What was wrong with him? Why had the two women turned him into a quivering wreck? He walked to the bed and sat on the edge, patting the quilt beside him.

‘I've got a better idea,' said Rachael, walking over and kneeling in front of him. She pushed a wet strand of hair away from her face as she gazed up at him. Then Fern adopted the same position at his feet.

Richard could not believe his luck as both girls worked together to undo his trousers. He had to stand to allow them to pull them down. Sliding his hands over their damp flesh he fondled a breast in each hand, massaging the soft mounds and pulling at their erect nipples through the stretched bikini material.

His erection lay heavily on his thigh as the girls began stripping each other of what little they were wearing. Fern lent forward and put her arms around Rachael, their breasts squashed together as Fern undid the bow behind her friend's back, letting her bikini top fall to the floor. Fern reached out and stroked the pert mounds, taking the rosebud nipples between her fingers and tweaking them as Rachael gasped and moaned in response. Rachael reached up and pulled down the straps of Ferns top so her larger, fuller breasts spilled out, and began to play with them in return. They came together, kissing, and Richard could see their glistening tongues as they darted in and out of each other's mouths. His erection was raging, rising from his groin, lancing the air, and it was taking all of his self-control not to grab it and relieve his building tension.

Rachael and Fern broke apart, their focus now returned to Richard. Rachael wrapped her hand around the base of his cock and brushed her lips over the swollen head. Fern too reached out and wrapped her hand around his straining flesh, just above Rachael's, and mirrored her move, kissing and then parting her lips to flick her tongue over the sensitive tip.

Richard stared in wonder as he watched their pink wet tongues gliding over his shiny head. They moved down, both licking and kissing the length of his shaft. It was wonderful but frustrating. He desperately wanted to pull his cock out of their grasp and plunge it deep into one of their mouths, but he took a deep breath and restrained himself; he had a long night ahead of him and he didn't want to peak too soon.

Licking her way back up his pole Rachael took his purple tip in her mouth, caressing the salty head with her tongue. Fern, not wanting to be outdone, moved her face lower and began to suck and kiss his scrotum, taking each ball into her mouth in turn.

Richard noticed Fern's other hand inside Rachael's bikini bottoms, her fingers working away under the skin-tight fabric, and could feel Rachael's whimpers as she went lower and lower on his cock.

He lay back on the bed, the pressure building in his groin and his stomach muscles clenched. He bucked his hips, forcing his straining erection deeper into Rachael's throat as Fern simultaneously sucked his balls and finger-fucked Rachael. Richard knew he couldn't last much longer. All he wanted to do was shoot his boiling spunk over both of them.

The door suddenly burst open and Bacchus strode in, chuckling at the scene. Both girls jumped up immediately, leaving Richard panting on the bed with a rapidly deflating penis and growing frustration.

 

Walking down the hall, Bunnie passed a middle-aged pot-bellied man. He stood completely naked against the wall while a younger and considerably more attractive man was sucking his engorged cock, wearing only women's underwear. She smiled to herself; she could get used to a place like this.

Trying to bring her mind back to the task in hand she walked into a small lounge, complete with private bar and a couple of soft leather armchairs. Two distinguished-looking gentlemen sat at the bar deep in conversation, seeming rather businesslike in pinstriped suites.

As she moved further into the room they both looked up. ‘Looks like we have a visitor,' said the bespectacled man closest to her.

‘Hi, I'm Bunnie,' she said, toying flirtatiously with the strap of her top.

‘Pleased to meet you,' he said, indicating the space behind her. ‘And let me introduce you to Becky.'

Bunnie turned, stunned to see what she had failed to notice when she first entered. An athletic-looking woman was hanging from the ceiling, naked in a leather sex swing. Bunnie gasped at the sight; she had never seen anything like it before. The contraption was more like a harness that held Becky suspended in midair, her arms secured behind her and her legs pulled open.

Drawn forward Bunnie walked towards her, taking in each detail of the glorious sight. Her shaven pussy was on full view, her pink lips were parted showing the glistening, inviting flesh within. Bunnie couldn't help herself, she was so hot already.

Becky hadn't uttered a word but Bunnie recognised the begging look in her eyes, and couldn't resist. She reached out a hand and stroked the inside of the girl's thigh, her fingers delicately brushing over her sex mound, already slick with juices. Bunnie reached both hands under Becky, cupping her firm buttocks, and pulled her gently forward pressing her fragrantly wet sex lips to her waiting mouth. Becky groaned with pleasure as Bunnie licked and sucked her flesh. With a strong grip on both buttocks she pulled the succulent pussy hard to her face, lapping at her hole and erect clit. She poked her tongue out and rocked the suspended girl back and forth on the swing, penetrating her gaping hole with her tongue each time. Becky was gasping, her head rolling, her long blonde hair hanging behind her. Then Bunnie stopped abruptly and turned to the men at the bar.

‘Can I enlist your help?' she asked, her face glistening with juices. ‘I think she needs something bigger inside her.'

‘I do believe I can help you,' said the bespectacled man who'd spoken previously. He stood up and began to open his trousers.

‘Sit down, this is a job for a real man,' said his friend, also standing and removing his trousers. Both men then stood facing Bunnie, their semi-erect penises bobbing in front of them.

‘I think I'll be the judge of that,' said Bunnie, moving towards them. She sunk to her knees, taking a cock in each hand. Slowly she began to pump, wanking them in unison until the shafts of flesh became rigid poles straining in her grip. She took one cock in her mouth. She tasted the salty tip and his musky scent filled her nostrils, overwhelming her senses. She sucked him avidly, continuing to pump the cock in her other hand, then swapped abruptly, sucking the one in her right hand and wanking with her left. She was so aroused by what she was doing, but as both her hands were busy she could do nothing to relieve her own aching need.

Once she was satisfied both men were as hard as they could get she stood up and admired her handiwork. Their straining erections pulsed and bobbed in front of them, both men looking eager and hungry to continue.

‘It's so hard to tell,' Bunnie teased. ‘I'm very impressed with both of you. But that doesn't matter anyway. She has more than one hole to be filled, right?'

Bunnie heard Becky whimper behind her at the realisation of what was about to happen. She led both men to the swing, positioning one in front of the suspended girl and one behind her. She adjusted the harness so the men could penetrate her still standing, and they didn't waste any time. Once Becky had been lowered the man at her front grabbed her thighs, rocking her towards him and impaling her on his rock-hard erection. The man behind her then moved in close, spread her buttocks and began to nudge the head of his penis against her little star. Becky was yelping as he pushed deeper, until his entire length was embedded inside her. Two large cocks filled Becky completely, pinning her between two male bodies.

Bunnie watched as they started moving, swinging Becky between them, as one cock slid out the other slid in, one fluid movement. The three of them were lost in their own bubble of pleasure, totally forgotten that Bunnie was there.

The group became more urgent. They had stopped swinging her and the men were thrusting their hips, fucking her roughly in unison as she called out for more, all of them flushed and sweating with the exertion. The sound of moans and grunts and the slap of flesh on flesh was too much for Bunnie. She wanted to be in Becky's position. She was the one who needed to be penetrated by those big hard cocks, she needed to be held and fucked.

She had to get out of there. She'd been wound up and frustrated all day and desperately needed release. She couldn't stand watching them any more. Shaking, she left the room, breathing deeply, trying to control herself, deciding she would try and find Georgie. Hoping she'd had better luck in gathering clues of Lily's whereabouts she headed back to the heart of the action. It was fast becoming an erotic free-for-all and most people had discarded most if not all of their clothing. Not wanting to stand out she quickly took off her blouse and skirt, thankful she had put on a pretty pink bra and panties set. Looking around she wondered which group she should try and infiltrate, when a young man with a chiselled torso broke away from one and made a beeline for her.

‘I know why you're here, and I can help you,' he whispered. ‘Follow me.'

 

Rachael and Fern lay on the bed gently kissing each other, their hands roaming over the other's body, playing with nipples and stroking smooth flesh. Richard watched them together - just the way he'd caught Bunnie and Georgie many times before... his cock twitched back into life at the memory and he looked away towards Bacchus, who sat there the picture of confidence, gently rubbing his thick cock. Richard knew he'd not last long in a contest like last time.

To his relief the girls called him over to the bed, and he did not hesitate, crawling between them. He lay on his back and let them lift his hands above his head. Something soft was wrapped around his wrists, silk he guessed, as they tied them to the wrought iron bedstead. A moment of panic flashed through his mind and he tensed.

Fern leaned in close and he felt the soft skin of her breasts brush against him. ‘Don't worry, we'll look after you, just enjoy it,' she whispered in his ear.

Richard tried to relax his body as both girls began to drizzle oil over his chest and thighs. He shivered as he felt the warm liquid splash over his straining penis and sensitive genitals. He closed his eyes to fully enjoy the feel of the beautiful women with him on the bed, their artful hands spreading the slick substance over his skin. Their hands moved all over his body, massaging, squeezing, circling his nipples and towards his groin. They left his body and Richard slowly opened his eyes, more than a little disappointed.

Rachael leaned close to his ear again and whispered, ‘Turn over so we can oil your back.'

With his hands tied to the bed he struggled onto his front, his arousal urging him to do anything the sexy women wanted of him. His raging erection stopped him from lying down so he found himself on his knees and elbows, and very aware of the vulnerable position he was in.

More liquid was poured over his back and buttocks, and the soothing hands once more spread oil sensually over his skin. The soft caresses travelled over his back, up to his neck and hairline, down his sides and over his trembling buttocks. A warm hand cupped his testicles and caused a surge of excitement to flood his body. He concentrated intently on controlling his responses as the hand softly circled his balls and moved towards his bursting cock.

Rachael crawled up the bed and sat on a pillow just inches from his head, her legs outstretched on either side of him. Richard was mesmerised as she spread her thighs wide apart and began to delicately stroke the pink flesh revealed. She was so close that he could smell her musky scent and see her juices glistening in the soft folds of her pussy. She smiled at him and reached under the pillow next to her.

‘Ah, there it is,' she purred with satisfaction as she found the item she was looking for. Her smile changed to a wicked grin, as in her hand she held a small black dildo with a flat handle crossing the base to form a letter T. Playing with the toy she ran her delicate fingers over the black shaft, teasing him before rubbing the plastic phallus over her nipples and circling the pink buds until they stood firm and proud on her breasts.

Richard longed to take each one in his mouth, to kiss them, suck them, taste them. She smiled mischievously at him, knowing full well the affect she was having, and spread her legs even further, giving him another look at her beautiful wet pussy.