https://www.literotica.com/s/road-trip-112 Chapter 7.1 - We find work with an escort agency. We had a dilemma. An apartment in Washington was expensive so we could only afford a fairly dilapidated two-bedroom place, definitely unsuitable for entertaining paying clients. On the other hand, we needed paying clients to be able to afford something better. This left us with no option but to offer our services in the homes of potential clients, a situation which could be riskier than if we had control of the environment. However, beggars can't be choosers, as the saying goes, so that was how we started our new, and first, business venture. 3 It hadn't taken us long to find an escort agency willing to employ us. Girls and guys who were attractive, sexy, willing to do almost anything, and were discreet were in high demand. Celeste had taken to wearing her purple corset each day now we weren't travelling and she attracted attention in the city, especially from guys. I found it interesting to walk a few steps behind her, noticing the reactions of the guys and their partners, if they had one, more than one randy male receiving an angry elbow in the ribs from his girlfriend or wife. 4 We had discussed sexual matters between us on and off for several days, wondering how life would be if we were married; could we continue to work as escorts while we were married? Would we allow other partners in our bed, could we allow each other to have sex with other partners? These were all very valid considerations which filled in much of our time as we awaited a call notifying us of an appointment with a client. Before that could occur, however, we had to pass several checks including Police and medical. So, we waited in our small apartment or, more frequently walking the streets to become familiar with the city. Inevitably this led to Celeste taking an interest in jewellery shops. 5 "I love that one, darling," she said, pointing to a beautiful diamond and emerald engagement ring, "And look, it's only $150,000." 6 "Yeah," I chuckled ruefully, "When you earn that a month then you can buy it." 7 "Honey, I'm sorry, I know you feel bad about not having an engagement ring for me, and I do know that you'll buy me one when we can afford it." 8 I laughed. "Yeah, but there's also one other thing you must do first," I replied, "You'll have to agree to marry me. I'm still in limbo; I don't know whether you're my girlfriend or my fiancée. Really, darling, you do need to decide." 9 "I know, I know, but the belief in fidelity that I was taught growing up is so deep-rooted that it's really hard to ignore. I enjoy making love with you and watching you make love with others and I definitely enjoy making love with others too and having you watch me, but my parents were adamant that marriage means an end to all that. Once you're married, you have one partner and one partner only. So that would mean I couldn't work as an escort and be married, but there's nothing to stop me working as an escort and being your girlfriend. So that's why I haven't given you an answer, even though I know it's been a week since you asked. It's Ok for you, you didn't have the same parents and strict upbringing that I did." 10 "Yes, honey, I know it must be very hard for you to go against all the beliefs that were instilled in you. So, no pressure, take your time. It'll give me time to save, but not enough for that one, I wouldn't think." 11 The next morning we received a call from the agency to say everything was fine and we could start when we wanted. We both said we could start now, so they gave us each a client, Celeste's for tomorrow evening and mine tonight. They told us all the details of types of dress, where to meet, what was booked, etc, etc, and then wished us pleasant dates. 12 I found a suit hire place and hired suitable clothing, then we returned home. I was to escort a society woman, mid-30s, to a charity fundraising dinner. I was given a charge number and would use the card they had provided earlier to charge any expenses, although everything was already paid for I was told, the card was for emergencies only. So tonight, Celeste would be on her own for dinner. I had no idea what time I would be home as the agency had been at pains to point out that the duration of the engagement would depend on what we both chose to do, but that my contracted time ended at midnight. 13 "So, you mean, you may not be home at all tonight, if Margarite decides she wants your services all night?" asked Celeste as I finished dressing. 14 "Yes, that's correct," I replied. 15 "It's going to seem strange sleeping alone." 16 "Well, you could always go and pick up some sexy guy if you wanted." 17 "No, darling, I'll wait for you. I was only joking." 18 "Just remember, although I might have fun with Margarite, I'm yours and nobody else's. This is just work; pleasant work, but still work." 19 "Yes, honey, I do realize that and I do hope she's nice to you and you have fun." 20 "Thanks sweetheart," I replied, kissing and hugging her in my unfamiliar dress clothes. She held me away from her to inspect me, straightening my tie a miniscule amount. 21 "You'll do. You clean up quite well. Make sure she knows she's a very lucky woman." 22 "Oh, I'm sure she'll know that alright," I replied as I walked out the door. 23 I was collected by a chauffeur-driven Mercedes a few minutes later and whisked away through the end of the rush-hour traffic to one of the better areas of the city, where we drove into an underground park. The chauffeur, Harold, escorted me to the elevator, pressed the penthouse button, used his key to access that level and stepped out. 24 The elevator stopped and the doors opened into a beautifully decorated room with floor to ceiling windows looking out over Washington. Margarite had been notified that the elevator was on its way up and as I stepped out she greeted me. 25 "You must be Hank," she said in her soft, silky voice, "Pleased to meet you. I'm Margarite, as I'm sure you know already." 26 "Good evening, Margarite," I replied, taking the hand she offered to me and kissing the back of it. She quickly twisted her hand to hold mine then pulled me towards her, pressing her body against mine as I approached. 27 "Let's begin as I hope we'll end," she said, reaching up and pulling my head downwards to give me an open-mouthed kiss on the lips, which must have lasted several minutes. 28 "That's better," she said as she finally released me, "It nearly two weeks since my last man so I'm feeling horny. I hope you're ready for a long session once the party's over." 29 She reached down and felt my cock, sliding her hand over its hardness. "Mmmm, you feel good. Pity there's no time for an entrée." 30 She broke away and applied lipstick to her lips, the color matching her bright red gown perfectly. I had time to watch her and admire her tasteful clothing, sexy yet not too sexy, the top of the gown having a deep cleavage revealing the inside of her tanned breasts, the sheath fitting tightly against her body below the waist until the left side stopped half way down her thigh, the hem cutting across her legs and downwards until the right side ended half way down her calf. The back of the gown plunged deeply to just above her hips, leaving her back bare, the top held only by a halter around her neck tied with a large bow at the back, which was covered by her sweeping mane of blonde hair. As she applied her lipstick in the mirror, I could see her watching me watching her. She finished and turned, leaning back against the mantle and smiling. 31 "Well, do I pass?" she asked with a grin. 32 "Extremely well, madam, you are beautiful." 33 "Thank you, I know, and never call me madam again. Reserve that for old women and brothel keepers." 34 "I'm sorry, Margarite." 35 "That's Ok. No damage done. I'm sure I'll have you trained in a few weeks." She laughed as she said that, mainly, I think, because of the look that showed on my face. A few weeks? This sounded far more permanent than just the one night stand I'd expected. Time will tell, I told myself. 36 "Now, would you like a drink before we go? We're a wee bit early so have time. Besides, I hate arriving on time; if you do that once people expect it all the time," she chuckled. 37 I looked around and saw a side table with glasses, ice and drinks. "What would you like to drink?" I asked. 38 "A white wine at this time of day please," she replied. "Help yourself to whatever you like." 39 I opened the bottle and poured two white wines, taking one glass to her and keeping the other. 40 "Here's to a wonderful night, with many more to follow," toasted Margarite. 41 I clinked glasses with her and we drank. She sat on a sofa and I was about to take a chair when she patted the sofa beside her, so I sat where I was told. 42 "So, tell me a little about yourself," she said, "No ring, I see, so at least you're not married." 43 I told her a little about me and my relationship with Celeste as we drank our wine leisurely, then she looked at her diamond-encrusted watch and said it was time to leave. 44 "It's late enough to ensure people will know I'm late, but not late enough for them to phone the hospitals," she grinned. 45 We descended to the basement park and I held the door for her as she entered the Merc, then sat beside her in the back. Harold obviously knew where to go and drove swiftly and skilfully to our destination at a country club on the outskirts of the city, where he opened her door while I clambered out, then, with Margarite on my arm, we entered the club. 46 Immediately Margarite was greeted by people who inquired politely about her health and looked questioningly towards me. Except for a few occasions, Margarite ignored their glances at me, on those exceptional occasions she introduced us and we made small talk for a few minutes until she was accosted by another person or couple. It appeared that she knew everyone here and they certainly all knew her and were most intrigued about her new beau, as they thought of me. Margarite didn't disillusion them about my status. 47 We were given drinks and helped ourselves to hors d'oeuvres as we slowly made our way to the head of the dining table. Once there, Margarite nodded to a suited gentleman, who nodded to a waiter who struck a gong to signify that dinner was served. Everyone stood behind their chairs until Margarite sat at the head, then they all sat, as did I. It had become abundantly clear that Margarite was the head of this clan, whatever this clan may be, and that I, as her partner and presumed paramour, had a similar status. 48 Once people were settled, I was introduced to Judith, sitting beside me, and her husband Mark. They appeared to be a slightly older couple, maybe late 40s, who gave the appearance of being of the same social and financial standing as Margarite. Alongside Margarite was Clive and his wife Margaret, who were also probably in their 40s. In fact, looking around I would have been very surprised if I wasn't the youngest there, being only mid-20s. 49 I chatted amiably with Judith and Mark, as well as with Margarite, of course, although she seemed at one stage to have a deep and meaningful conversation with Clive in undertones, probably about some business of the organization. Dinner was excellent, with an entrée of beautifully poached salmon followed by a choice of turkey or eye fillet steak, which I found to be cooked to perfection. Before dessert, a guy stood to make a speech. 50 "That's Raymond," Margarite told me quietly, "He's the chairperson." 51 "So, if he's chairperson, who are you?" I asked. 52 "I'm the patron now, I was the original founder of this charitable trust." 53 Raymond welcomed everyone here, making special mention of me as Margarite's latest escort. I grimaced, thinking that he probably didn't know how accurately he described my role, then smiled and acknowledged his remarks. He then continued with the events that had taken place during the past year. It became clear that the trust assisted those who had educational needs, mainly gifted children in poor families, and that this was their annual celebration of their founding by Margarite, this being the tenth anniversary. I had time to switch off a bit and look around at the people attending. All were well-heeled, giving the air of prosperity and probably old money. The women were mainly in the middle-aged bracket, the men middle-aged to elderly; I would have hazarded a guess that most were stably married and possibly bored by their marriage. A few women were accompanied by men much younger than they were, probably toy boys, as they were derogatively known. However, I certainly was in no position to judge them. 54 Once the speech was finished, dessert was served and the formal part of the evening was apparently over. Margarite pulled my head towards her and whispered in my ear. 55 "Say something sexy to me, darling." 56 I thought for a few seconds, then whispered back. 57 "Go to the rest room and when you return put your panties in my pocket." 58 She turned and looked at me aghast, then a grin spread over her face. A few minutes later, she excused herself and walked to the rest rooms. She returned soon afterwards and sat beside me, opening her purse, removing an object concealed in her hand, which she placed in my suit coat pocket. She looked into my eyes and grinned. I waited a few moments then used my hand to check what was in my pocket, feeling some lacy fabric, still warm from her body. I looked at her and she grinned, a blush effusing her face. She put her lips to my ear. 59 "I feel so naughty," she whispered, "I'm naked under my gown." 60 "I know. Pity it's not translucent, eh," I whispered back. 61 She grinned at me. "Wait until later," was her whispered reply. 62 As we watched and chatted, a four-piece band set up at the far end of the hall and the tables were cleared, chairs and tables moved to allow dancing. 63 "I hope you dance," commented Margarite. 64 I thought I was a reasonable dancer but maybe a bit rusty. "I think I can manage, although I haven't danced for a long time. Anyway, I'm sure you're an excellent dancer and everybody dances better with a competent and confident partner." 65 She squeezed my arm. "It'll be fun refreshing your memory then," she grinned. 66 My conversation with Judith and Mark about city development was fortunately interrupted, before I could make a complete fool of myself, by the band starting up and Margarite plucking at my arm. 67 "Come on, honey, we'll be expected to start the dancing. Bet you never thought you'd be putting on a dance display tonight," she chuckled as I stood just in time to pull her chair back as she rose, then I offered my arm and led her onto the floor, just as I had done with the first partner I danced with - at high school! It was a foxtrot; I mentally patted myself on the back for recognizing it, and we adopted the usual stance, then she led and I followed as best I could, quickly picking up the rhythm and the nuances of her dancing style. We made it once around the floor, then were joined by most of the others, which seriously impeded our progress, as Margarite's sweeping style was now constrained to small steps. The advantage of this was that we had to move closer together, so I could feel her body pressed against mine, causing my already semi-hard cock to enlarge in a manner that would have been embarrassing if Margarite's body hadn't kept it in hiding. 68 "I can feel you against my pussy," she said quietly into my ear at one stage, "It feels really nice. Let's not be too late and I do hope you can stay the night with me, darling." 69 "Yes, to both of those," I replied, looking forward to removing her single item of clothing and putting my hard cock into the sheath where I knew it would fit admirably. I wondered for a few seconds how Celeste would think about me contemplating making love to this beautiful woman and decided that it was something we would both have to live with if we were to pursue our lives as escorts. The first few times would be the most difficult, I had no doubt. 70 We danced several dances then we sat back at our table, content to watch others enjoying themselves on the floor. Not so the others; immediately Margarite was approached by a man, who looked to be early 60s, and asked to dance. She stood unhesitatingly and was escorted to the floor, blowing me a kiss over her shoulder. That left the way clear for other women to approach me and I ended up dancing with a series of women, all of whom could dance better than I could and were old enough to be my mother, if not grandmother. Fortunately, as I had no desire to find myself in bed with any of them, my cock behaved itself and I survived the unfamiliar exercise relatively unscathed, except for an increased awareness of my lack of fitness. 71 The band took a break so Margarite and I returned to our seats. I asked if she wanted a drink and she told me to order us both whatever was my favorite. I returned a few minutes later with two JDs and ice. She seemed never to have had this before so sipped it carefully, then smiled in approval. 72 "I think a few of these would soon have me on my ear, or in bed with my legs wide apart," she grinned at me. 73 "Hopefully the latter. Drink up and I'll get you a few more." 74 She seemed to find this hilarious, and laughed for a time before draining the glass in one gulp and handing it to me for a refill. "I don't really need this as a leg opener," she explained, "But just in case I do . . . . " 75 I returned with two more glasses of the same but we sat on these awhile, both enjoying conversation with others who arrived at the table. Finally, Raymond came over and had a quiet word in Margarite's ear. She turned to me and told me that there was a rule here that nobody left until the patron left and that several people needed to leave very soon, so we needed to leave now. 76 It seemed a strange rule, but then, it was not my club so who was I to judge. Once more I stood, took Margarite's chair as she rose, and we headed to the doors to leave. Apparently, someone had called Harold and he was waiting with the car. I saw Margarite in then entered the other side, Harold closing the door after me, then departing for Margarite's apartment. 77 There is something quite erotic about being driven by a chauffeur to a woman's apartment, in the certain knowledge that you would be spending the night with her; especially when you both knew you had her panties in your pocket and that she was naked beneath her outer clothing. It must have affected us both as she began rubbing her hand up and down my inner thigh, never getting high enough to touch or even approach my cock, but creating feelings of desire nonetheless. I reciprocated, sliding my hand up her partly exposed left leg, rolling it over until I was caressing the inside of her smooth, soft thigh, moving higher with each stroke but, like her, never high enough to touch her pussy or even feel any hairs against my hand. This situation may not have remained in check had we not arrived at the apartment in a short time. Harold opened her door and helped her out, while I also exited the car, then she once again took my arm and we walked to the elevator and she used her key to access her penthouse apartment. 78 Chapter 7.2 As soon as the elevator doors were closed she turned to me and took me in her arms, reaching her face upwards to be kissed. I, of course, obliged, and we kissed for the entire trip to the penthouse, only stopping when we stepped into her lounge through the doors. 80 "Mmmm, you are a good kisser," she said approvingly, "Come here a second." 81 I stepped closer to her and she removed my jacket, throwing it over a chair. "Now, pour us a JD and ice; a real one this time, not like those piddly little ones they pour at the club." 82 I stopped in shock at her uncouth description of the club drinks, but recovered quickly and did as I was bid. She told me to sit on the sofa and once I was in place, she sat on my knee, placing her drink on the side table and twisting around to untie my tie, remove that, then unfasten my shirt buttons. Very quickly my chest and stomach were naked. She ran her hands over my chest. 83 "I like a man with hair," she said, "Shaving chest hair is completely unmanly." 84 I imagined her pussy, now lush with growth in the expectation of the same standards applied to her. She stood up and pulled me forward, removing my shirt completely, then kneeling down in front of me and untying my shoes, pulling them off followed by my socks. She looked up at me, almost in a pleading fashion. 85 "Don't you ever tell anyone that Margarite knelt at your feet and removed your shoes," she said fiercely, "I assume that nothing that happens here tonight will go any further. I value my privacy and even a word let slip is a word too many. Right? Do I have your word on this?" 86 I could tell she was serious and that this meant a great deal to her. In this day and age of instant communication, clandestine cameras and social media that tells the world of every celebrity's latest sneeze, I could certainly see her point. I didn't know who she was or where she came on what hierarchy, but I knew enough to know she was loaded with money and was very well respected by the elite of Washington; not a mean feat for a woman in her mid-30s. 87 "I promise not a word to anyone," I told her sincerely, "Although I would like to give a general idea of happenings to my girlfriend, if that's Ok with you." 88 "Yes, just keep it general and ensure that she mentions it to nobody." 89 "In that case, I give you my word." 90 She paused for a few seconds, looking into my eyes. "Good. I believe you. Now, where were we? Oh yes, I was stripping you, how forgetful of me." Her laugh broke the tension that had started to develop, and she shuffled forwards on her knees, pushing my knees apart and moving between them as she reached for my belt and unfastened it as well as the clasp and zipper in front of my trousers. Then she reached inside, pulling my underpants' elastic down and encircled my cock with her hand. 91 "Not bad at all, she said approvingly, slightly larger than I pictured based on the feeling of him pressing into my pussy on the dance floor. Stand up." 92 I stood and she remained kneeling, then pulled my trousers and underpants to the floor, leaving me standing naked in front of her. She cupped my balls, feeling their weight as though assessing their capacity. 93 "Nice balls, too," she commented. 94 Then it became impossible for her to speak as she engulfed my cock with her mouth, sliding forward and back, each forward movement taking slightly more inside. I felt the head hit the back of her mouth and she gagged slightly, then she rose a little to change the angle and I felt her swallowing as my cock went down her throat. Then she removed it and released her breath. 95 "Tasty as well," she commented appreciatively. "Now it's your turn. Tell me what to do." 96 "For a start, hold my trousers on the floor while I take my feet out of the cuffs," I told her. She did, and I did. "Now stand." 97 She stood in her red gown as I slowly walked around her, naked, my hard cock leading the way. As I walked, I trailed one hand around her waist, slowly, feeling her body beneath the thin fabric moving as she breathed and feeling also a slight tremble; was it fear, possibly excitement, maybe apprehension, sexual arousal? I didn't know. On the third time around when I was behind her I unfastened the clip and zipper at the center of the gown just above her ass. The gown split, revealing her upper ass crack as the fabric parted. On the next turn around, I pulled the end of the bow holding the halter neck top, releasing the two pieces of fabric covering her breasts. Once in front of her again, I removed the fabric from her breasts and let it drop, admiring her as she stood in front of me, naked from the waist up. 98 I cupped her breasts, squeezing and kneading them gently, then first kissed them before sucking and nibbling on each nipple in turn. She squirmed as the sensations aroused her even more. Then, from behind, I placed my hands on her hips and pushed the fabric downwards until the gown dropped to the floor under its own weight, leaving my goddess standing naked in front of me. She stepped forward, clearing her feet, her high heels still on as she pressed her naked body against mine, reaching up and kissing me again, a long, loving, sexy kiss as our naked bodies became even more aroused against each other. 99 Once the kiss ended, I knelt before her and held each shoe in turn as she stepped out, then I pushed her knees apart before examining her pussy. It was not cleanly shaven, nor was it completely hairy; instead it was partly shaved with hair remaining in a neatly trimmed heart shape. I reached forward with my mouth and kissed her on the heart, then on her lips, then opened my mouth and licked and sucked her lips and clit, causing her to moan and writhe her hips in arousal. 100 I looked up at her. "I want you," I said softly. 101 "Not yet. You have to earn me," she replied. I wondered what I would need to do to 'earn' her. She quickly informed me. She turned on her heel and went to a drawer, opening it and withdrawing a man's leather belt. She placed that, folded, across her hands, walked towards me, stopping a few feet in front of me. She knelt down and held out her arms with the folded belt across her opened hands. 102 "Beat my ass, please, Hank." 103 I smiled at her, then took the proffered belt, feeling its weight as I wrapped the buckle end around my hand. I swung it through the air, feeling it move, imagining what it would be like for it to crack against her tender ass flesh. Meanwhile she was kneeling before me on the floor, head facing downwards, in a subservient manner. 104 "Lie over the arm rest of the sofa," I commanded. 105 She immediately moved into position, her head pressed against the seat cushions, her raised ass seemed to invite me to beat it, her legs spread widely so her feet rested on the floor, spreading her pussy wide open. I looked at her ass closely, running my hand over it, feeling slight changes in texture in her firm flesh and skin, seeing slight changes in the skin tone. This obviously wasn't the first time she'd been beaten; her ass told the story of previous encounters with the belt. Her head was turned to the side, her eyes watching me. 106 "Please beat me," she pleaded as I seemed to hesitate. 107 "How many strokes?" I asked. 108 "I usually have ten, but tonight I took off my panties at a public gathering, so that's worth another ten, so 20 strokes please." 109 I wondered how hard she wanted; I thought I'd give her a moderate stroke and see how she reacted. I positioned myself, resting the belt against her ass, drew back then swung. 110 Crackkkk! The leather struck her tender skin and she winced forwards, unable to move due to the edge of the armrest against her thighs. I saw she bit her lower lip to prevent any sound. No sound seemed to mean the strength of the blow was about right. 111 "Count for me." 112 "One," she replied. 113 I waited around 30 seconds, watching the rectangular red mark develop, then struck again, aiming for a slightly different location. Again, the crack of leather on skin, the stroke landing slightly below the previous one. 114 "Two." 115 A short wait, then a third. 116 "Three." 117 And so it continued, each stroke being followed by a count, then a delay as I watched the red rectangle develop while I waited for the pain to die away to enable the pain of each stroke to be felt individually. Finally, the last stroke was delivered. 118 Crackkkk! went the belt followed by "20" from Margarite, her whole body seeming to relax now that her self-imposed punishment was ended. I stepped forward and rubbed her red ass with my hand, sliding my fingers between her thighs, feeling the heat and wetness of her slit. 119 "Please fuck me, Hank," she said, "Just as I am. I need to cum, now." 120 I stood behind her and slid my rigid cock into her hot pussy, feeling the slippery wetness of her tunnel as I plunged full depth into her. She moaned as she pushed back against me, seeking more. I began fucking into her hard and fast and within a few thrusts she was panting, almost ready to cum. A few more thrusts and she was there, a scream coming from her open mouth as her body vibrated and writhed around my cock. I thrust inside fully and held still until her orgasmic response decreased, then I slid out, my cock followed by strings of her juices dripping onto the floor beside the sofa. 121 She looked up at me, her eyes filled with gratitude. 122 "Thank you, darling, that was wonderful." 123 She stood and walked to the mirror, turning around to inspect her ass. 124 "You did a good job, honey, have you done that before?" 125 "Yes, just not with a belt though." 126 "Oh well, another experience. Come to bed with me, sweetheart." 127 She took my hand and we walked through into her bedroom. The bed was massive; easily big enough for four people, maybe even six. She directed me to lie on the bed, my cock standing erect, shining from her juices. She straddled me and impaled herself on my waiting rod. The walls of her vagina slid over my sensitive cock, downwards, slowly, until she was sitting on me with all her weight. She was long inside; the root of my cock pressed against her clit and the head was still able to move inside her, just touching the end. 128 "You're huge in there," I commented, "It feels wonderful." 129 "Yes, darling, I practice with a dildo. I may let you play later if you're good," she grinned as she began moving back and forth on me, sliding her sopping trench over my pubic area, stimulating her clit on my pubic bone. I reached up and gripped her breasts, causing her to sigh. 130 "Yes, honey, hold them, squeeze them, squeeze my nipples; ooohhh yesssss," she hissed as I did as she commanded. 131 It took Margarite only a few short minutes to pump herself to her second orgasm. She tipped her head back and let out a moan which rose to a crescendo as her body pulsated on mine. I used my grip on her breasts to hold her upright as she lost control of her body in the ecstasy of orgasm. Then she regained control and took over, apparently intent on stripping my balls of their cum. She leant forward, putting even more weight on her clit, held my shoulders and humped me hard. I moved my hands to her ass, feeling the heat as I gripped her cheeks hard and moved her back and forth. 132 She stopped moving after a few more strokes, then began moving up and down more slowly, lifting off until just my head was still inside, then thumping downwards, engulfing me completely as she impaled herself on my again. Slow up, thump; slow up, thump, over and over, then it was back once again to sliding back and forth. 133 I had been resisting the urge to cum for several minutes now, concentrating of her pleasure, relaxing as much as I could, but the changes were overpowering my will power and inexorably I felt myself approaching my release. I heard myself gasping through my panting breath, "Oh, yes, honey, yes, darling, yes, oh yes . . ." until I could hold back no longer. 134 I pulled her hips down hard, thrust my hips upwards and released my pent-up load into the end of her cunt, feeling pulse after pulse of cum spurting against the end. 135 She stopped moving; sat still as she felt the hot sperm filling her void, then she went rigid, her body trembling, then she screamed. 136 "AAAAARRRRRGGGGHHHHH!!" 137 She thrust out her breasts, arched her back, gripped my chest and screamed three long, loud screams as my pulsating cock slowly stopped squirting and my body slowly relaxed. I felt her relax also, then she lay forward onto me, panting for breath as we lay together, exhausted by climaxes. We must have lain like that for nearly ten minutes; time seemed to stop and have no meaning. She then roused herself and we kissed, a long, loving, passionate kiss. 138 "You are wonderful," she said when our lips finally parted, "Absolutely wonderful." 139 "You're amazing also, darling," I replied, my cock giving a twitch in agreement. 140 "Please stay with me tonight, honey," she said. 141 "Of course, darling, if that's what you'd like." 142 We kissed some more then she lay her head against my shoulder and, in a few minutes, she was snoring gently. I eased her off my body and quietly left the bed for the bathroom, then returned and slid into bed alongside her, wrapping my arms around her and holding her without her even stirring. 143 I awoke to feel a hand slowly jacking my hard cock. As I opened my eyes, by the dim light of day from around the blind I could see Margarite sitting on the bed, naked, her legs crossed in front of her, one hand jacking my cock as the other rubbed her shining wet entrance and clit. 144 "Good morning, lover," she said, leaning forwards and kissing my eyes, then my lips. We tongue wrestled for a few minutes then she lay on the bed on her back, legs bent and wide apart, her hands holding her knees back to put herself on display. 145 "Please fuck me again, darling," she encouraged, as if I needed any encouragement. 146 My cock was already hard and ready, thanks to her manual efforts, so I knelt on the bed and moved between her legs, looking at her beautiful wide-open pussy. I reached for the pillows and slid those under her ass as she lifted her hips for me, then leaned forwards and slid my cock along her trench, back and forth from her clit to her ass hole, avoiding the temptation to simply slide into her immediately. I lay forward, cupping her breasts with my hands as I gently controlled the movements of my cock with my hips. 147 "Mmmmmmm, oooohhh, honey, put it in me, now, honey, fill me up darling, pleeeease," she pleaded. 148 I continued with my slow and teasing movements as she tried futilely to trap my cock as it moved past her entrance. Finally, it became too much for us both. I moved back a little, positioned my cock, then plunged inside her in one rapid movement. 149 She let out a grunt as the air was pushed from her lungs, then she gripped my ass cheeks and held me inside her hard as she wriggled her hips to stimulate her clit. I gripped her breasts harder, squeezing her nipples between thumbs and forefingers, twisting and pulling them in what must have been a very painful manner. She seemed to love it. 150 "Oooohhh, yes, like that, oooohhhh harder on my nipples, squeeze harder, darling, push him in deeper, . . . . ." she moaned as she kept up a continuous list of demands. 151 I began fucking her as hard as I've fucked anyone, plunging in hard and deep, pulling out, then plunging back in again. She was moaning, demanding, rolling her head from side to side, her body was shuddering with anticipation and sexual need. Then she arched her back and screamed as she came hard. I didn't let up; I continued to fuck into her, pushing her higher as her hands gripped my hips and pulled me into her while her body writhed with the ecstasy of her orgasm. 152 She relaxed slightly, but I didn't; I continued my relentless rhythm, grateful for having cum so frequently recently to allow myself some endurance. Slowly her body responded again, pressing against me, fucking me back as I pounded her sloppy cunt. She began pushing her hips up towards me, her body wanting more as I thrust into her again and again, then she began panting, writhing, her body trembling with lust as she screamed her orgasm to the world once more. 153 I almost came that time but managed to hold back despite her pulsating cunt seeking to milk me of sperm. I rested for a few seconds to allow the need to abate, then I was back into the same rhythm as Margarite slowly recovered then began once more thrusting at me, her hands pulling and pushing on my ass cheeks as she encouraged me to pummel her pussy harder, faster. I felt the familiar sensation of preparing to cum, my sperm feeling like it was pushing its way into the base of my cock, making my cock harder, the sensations with each thrust urging me onwards. Then Margarite wrapped her legs around me, pulling me into her further and I was over the edge, my cum seeming to boil through my cock as I released spurt after spurt into her pulsating depths. 154 I heard a scream of ecstasy as once again Margarite's body shuddered and writhed to join my own body in a powerful release. This time her sucking cunt seemed to draw out all my cum, draining me as my cock pulsed out its juices, continuing long after the last drop had been extracted. I lay still, Margarite's body slowing to a stop as she relaxed beneath me. I bent and kissed her lips; she held my head with her hands and pulled my mouth harder to hers, our bodies pressed together as though seeking to become one being. Gradually our breathing slowed to normal and we rolled apart. 155 "What a lover!" she said, gazing at me through loving eyes. 156 "Yes, what a lover you are, sweetheart," I replied. 157 Eventually we were sufficiently recovered to roll off the bed and stand, Margarite taking my hand and leading me to the shower, which we shared together, then dried each other and, remaining naked, prepared breakfast in the small kitchen. We ate at the table, then we dressed. I left my tie off but otherwise wore my suit, the only clothing I had here, while she donned a semi-transparent wrap which did very little to hide her gorgeous form. 158 "Thank you so very much," she said, kissing me, "Hang on a moment." 159 I stood there in her lounge, taking in the view for the last time, then she returned and placed an envelope in my hand. 160 "Just a little something extra for you, honey. And I will be booking you by name in future, so be prepared to return," she grinned at me, almost as though she was anticipating my return already. "Harold will have the car in the garage and will take you home." 161 "Thank you very much, both for the evening, for the work and for the bit extra," I replied, "I'll definitely look forward to a reunion whenever that happens." 162 We kissed again, then she opened the elevator doors and I was whisked down to the garage. It was a quiet trip home, Harold not being a great conversationalist while I took the time to sort out my thoughts now that I was returning to Celeste. He pulled up in front of my apartment and I thanked him. 163 "No doubt I'll see you again soon," he said, "Probably early next week, if my memory serves me correctly." 164 "Thanks, Harold. See you then or sometime." 165 He pulled away from the kerb and I went inside, where Celeste greeted me like a long-lost friend, with kisses and hugs. It was hard to believe that it was only about 16 hours since I'd left; what an eventful 16 hours that was. She took me to the sofa, sat me down, put some water on to boil for coffee, then sat beside me. 166 "So, start from the beginning and tell me all about it." 167 So I did, keeping it general as I had promised Margarite, my mind still a blur from the events. Celeste made the coffee when the water boiled and brought it to the sofa, but it was well finished by the time my story was complete. On a few occasions I noticed a look of sadness on Celeste's face, at one stage a tear formed in her eye and was brushed away. However, she listened intently until my account was finished. 168 Chapter 7.3 "Well, it sure sounds like you hit it off well with Margarite," she said, "Are you happy about returning to her?" 170 "Happy? No, I'm ecstatic. What a wonderful person she is; I really enjoyed being of service to her. Her life must be so lonely, living alone and having no partner." 171 "So, what was in the envelope?" 172 "I don't know, I said as I patted my breast pocket, "I haven't opened it." 173 I reached inside and withdrew the envelope, opening it and withdrawing a wad of notes. I checked their denomination - $100 - then began counting them while Celeste looked on. 174 "$5000!" she exclaimed, "You were tipped $5000!! What did you do for that?" 175 "Much the same as I do for you every night," I said, still coming to grips with the huge tip. 176 "Wow, you can go out every night if you're going to bring home tips like that." 177 "Well, let's see what you get tonight. Maybe you're worth more; you certainly are to me." 178 "Oh, darling, you say the most wonderful things," she said, coming to sit on my knee and kiss me sexily. "So, are you ready to satisfy the other girl in your life now, sweetheart?" 179 Despite having been so expertly drained so recently, I felt my cock give a surge at the thought of a session with Celeste. She took my silence as consent and began stripping me out of my suit, reminding me that I had to return it that afternoon, then led me to the bedroom. I stripped her quickly, my cock already impatient to renew its acquaintance with my darling. Celeste climbed onto the bed and went down on all fours, lowering her head to the sheet and sticking her ass in the air as she spread her legs widely apart. I could see her juices glistening on the folds of her labia from her arousal during my story. 180 "Make love to me, please darling," she said huskily. 181 I approached her from behind and slipped my cock slowly and lovingly into her vacant love tunnel. Once fully inside, I reached around her and began fondling her breasts as I thrust in and out of her cunt, my balls slapping against her clit with each stroke. Very soon she was panting with arousal; she reached between her legs with her hand and began massaging her clit, moaning as she did so, bucking her ass towards me until she gave a moan as her body shook with her release, her vaginal muscles contracting and relaxing around the intruder. 182 I held still for a short time, then she moved away, my cock sliding out as she lay on her back with her legs straight, her hands holding her ankles to keep her legs parted so they almost formed a straight line, causing her opening to gape. 183 "Time to fill her up again," she grinned as I looked into the hole which I was about to fill. 184 I repositioned myself, then slid back inside her, lying my lower torso against her as I rested on my elbows to allow her to still breathe. As I moved back and forth, I could feel her clit sliding along my cock. I gripped her breasts with my hands, massaging, kneading her tit flesh and squeezing her nipples. I saw her bite her lower lip, maybe in pain, maybe arousal. Her eyes showed nothing but love and joy. 185 She began lifting her hips off the bed, then she released her feet and wrapped her legs around me, slowing my movements but holding me closer as she added to the pressure by gripping my ass cheeks with her hands. 186 "Oh, yes, honey, yes, darling, oh, I'm getting close, soooo close . . . ," she began saying as I continued to fuck her, her words turning me on and pushing me towards another orgasm. We continued like this for a short time, her words becoming louder as she approached her release, her body tensing, writhing and giving the occasional involuntary shudder as her arousal grew. Suddenly she was there. 187 "Yes, Yes, YES, YESSSS, OOOHHH YESSSSSSSSS, I'M CUMMMMMMINGGGGG!!" 188 She gripped me hard with legs and hands as her body pulsated against me, her muscles milking my cock as I reached my orgasm and filled her hungry cunt with squirt after squirt of my hot cum. 189 We relaxed together, our bodies hot and sweaty with occasional tremors passing through. My cock shrank and my cum flowed out of her onto the sheet unheeded. We kissed, satisfied that we had renewed our bond, happy just to be together. 190 After a shared shower, we ate lunch then I dressed to return the suit while Celeste started her preparations for the evening. It was a short walk to the suit hire shop, then I spent some time looking at suits, knowing that it would soon be necessary to have several for different occasions and that I could now afford such luxuries. I spent some of my tip on two shirts and several ties, as well as another pair of dress shoes and some socks. I resolved to take Celeste shopping with me for a suit as she would be more aware of what a girl liked in a man wearing one. 191 By the time I returned I barely recognized Celeste. A hair dresser had been and had coiffed her hair into a beautiful style and she was waiting for her nail polish to dry. 192 "Sweetheart, you look wonderful," I said on entering. 193 "Oh, so you don't like the usual Celeste now, only the dolled-up version," she replied sulkily. 194 I remembered the old adage about never buying your wife flowers as she'll always wonder what you've been up to, then tried to salvage the situation. 195 "Honey, I didn't mean that, it's just that I've never seen you with your hair up before and you look terrific." 196 She turned to me with a grin. "Yes, honey, I know what you mean, I was just curious how you'd respond if I acted like a bitch." 197 "Yes, I thought that was out of character for you, honey. So, who is this lucky guy tonight and where are you going?" 198 "He's a member of a visiting basketball team who are playing their final game tonight. Some of the men have partners but others don't, so I think the agency has a booking for three female partners for tonight. I'm partnering a guy named Jethro and will be collected at 7pm by a limo. I'll then be taken to meet Jethro, watch the game, then accompany him to a late supper. That's about all I know. Like you, I have no idea whether I'll be home tonight or tomorrow; hopefully tomorrow as that will give me more time to earn a decent tip." 199 "Sounds like fun. Basketball players are usually tall; I wonder if Jethro is built to match?" 200 "What, you think he could have a three-foot cock or something?" 201 "Well, who knows? I guess you will soon. Enjoy whatever happens." 202 I caught up with emails while Celeste completed her preparations, finally asking me to lace her corset before she dressed in a mauve evening dress, as specified by the agency. The dress certainly emphasized her figure, held in place by the corset, and she looked incredibly sexy, even after my overly sexual activities of the last little while. With a final kiss she went downstairs at 7pm and departed in the limo while I returned to the empty apartment. 203 It was unusual for me to be alone in the evenings; for so long Celeste and possibly some others had been there. I turned on the TV and flicked through some channels, without anything catching my eye until, on the sports channel I sat a promo for a final basketball game later this evening. I stayed on the channel and watched the featured programs until at 8.30pm the players in the visiting basketball team were introduced. I watched with interest until Jethro was introduced. Like I had mentioned to Celeste, he was huge, probably around seven feet tall, and black. I hoped Celeste liked large black cocks; I guessed I'd find out tomorrow. 204 It was a very good game, extremely close with Jethro playing well, I thought, even though I am no expert on basketball. The visiting team won by one point, so that would certainly put them all in a good mood. Once the game was ended, I turned off the TV and headed for bed, feeling fairly certain that I would not see Celeste until tomorrow late morning. 205 Celeste arrived the following day at around 11am, wearing her hair out now and looking quite tired. She was still wearing her corset, so either she'd been laced back into it or it hadn't been removed. 206 We greeted each other and she melted into my arms, sagging against me as we kissed. As I helped her inside, I noticed she still smelt strongly of sex. I sat her on the sofa while I prepared the coffee. 207 "How was it?" I asked, very keen to hear what had happened on her date. 208 "Exhausting," she replied, "Abso-fucking-lutely wonderfully exhausting." 209 I grinned to myself as I prepared the coffee with some crackers and cheese. For Celeste, the self-confessed nympho, to be exhausted, presumably by sex, it really must have been an amazing night. I placed her coffee and snacks on the table and sat beside her, cuddling her as she leant against me. 210 "Well, first off, they won, just. So, they were all hyped up. I met up with Jethro and he was huge." 211 "I watched the game and saw the player intros, so know what he looks like." 212 "Great, well, he is built to match. And stamina! Wow. Anyway, we returned to the hotel where they'd booked the whole floor, had supper there, then they explained to us what happened. Apparently, this always happens for the last game; sex is off the menu during the competition so they have it all stored up for the last night where it's mix and mingle, as they call it. This meant that each player spent the first half hour with their partner, either girlfriend, wife or the allocated escort. After that, once each player finishes with a partner, he simply draws out a partner's number from a bowl then they head off to the guy's room for a while, until they're ready to change again, when the girl's number is once again put in the bowl and the player chooses another one. So players and partners get around a 15 minute break between sessions, but the sessions can last for an hour sometimes, depending upon what people choose to do." 213 "So, you were having sex basically all night?" I asked. 214 "Yes, my last session finished at 9am this morning. And they loved me in my corset so that stayed on all night." 215 "I love you in your corset too, so it can stay on for a while longer, if that's Ok with you," I replied. 216 "Yes, that's fine, darling. Anyway, as you guessed, Jethro is huge; about the size of my forearm. I'm so pleased I was used to big cocks otherwise it could have been very painful. One of the other girls had to leave early because she was in so much pain from a player's huge cock. Anyway, you know how easily I cum and how much I enjoy it, well, I have no idea how many times I came last night, but I'd guess I had about ten partners and came about three times with each, so say around 30 times, so that's about once every 20 minutes or so on average." 217 "No wonder you're exhausted. So, I guess you won't be interested in sex for a while?" 218 "With you, honey, I'm always interested in making love. Please, darling, take me to bed right now and make love to me. Reclaim my pussy as yours, sweetheart." 219 I picked her up in my arms and took her to the bedroom, stripped her except for her corset, lay her on the bed on her back and spread her legs apart. Her pussy was sopping wet and gaping wide open. I began massaging her body and she responded, moaning in pleasure as I caressed her breasts, legs and pussy. I stripped off my few clothes and was amazed to see my cock hard and ready, stimulated, no doubt, by Celeste's description of the previous evening. As I knelt between her legs she bent them at the knees and muttered, "Put him in me, darling." 220 I did, sliding easily inside and feeling just how large she really was. I couldn't touch the end and was barely touching the sides, it seemed. I began making love, cupping her breasts, noticing how red her nipples were from the squeezing of unknown fingers. I squeezed them anyway, eliciting a moan from Celeste as she began humping her hips against mine in time with my thrusts, causing me to feel the sensations which I enjoyed so much prior to my release. 221 It only took a few minutes before Celeste's body was writhing under me, small whimpers coming from her lips as she approached her orgasm. I increased the pace and was rewarded seconds later with a shrill scream as her body shuddered and trembled beneath me with her climax, her enlarged cunt grasping at my cock but lacking its usual strength. I thrust fully into her, pressing against her clit, which caused another squeal from her as I unloaded more cum deep into her sloppy love tunnel. 222 As soon as that was over, I gently moved off her sleeping body, covered her with a sheet and quietly left the room. 223 She awoke around 6pm, hungry and needing the bathroom. I removed her corset and she showered, then threw on a thin wrap and came into the lounge. 224 "How do you feel now?" I asked. 225 "Wonderful, thanks darling. I think I've almost had enough sex to last me till bedtime," she grinned, "But I'm starving." 226 As I prepared some dinner, she remembered that she'd also been given an envelope before she left. She rummaged through her bag and found it, ripping it open and taking out a wad of notes with a piece of paper. She read it out to me: 227 "Thanks, Celeste, you're the sexiest girl we've ever had as an escort. Hope to see you next time we're in town. 228 The Team" 229 "Yeah, well, I certainly wouldn't mind meeting up with them again," she said brightly. She counted the money, her grin getting wider with each note she counted. "$5200," she said at last, "That should buy me some new clothes anyway, maybe a new corset as well." 230 We ate dinner and cleaned up, then showered and went to bed, both tired from the past couple of days. We lay in bed, caressing each other, stimulating each other's sensitive areas. 231 "You know, if we put all the money together, plus what the agency has still to pay us, which is another few thousand I would think, we might have enough to do a lot more If we wanted to," commented Celeste. 232 "A lot more like what? We've only just started." 233 "Well, for a start we could get some more comfortable accommodation, and then I was thinking of setting up to take higher-class clients and, of course, if we did it ourselves there'd be no agency fees." 234 "I like the idea of a better apartment, but would be quite happy to continue with the agency for a while until we get to know the ropes a bit better. Maybe we could develop a business catering for in-clients, while retaining the agency for out-work. That would mean we'd have some idea of what sort of apartment would be suitable when we're looking for something better." 235 "Mmmm, yes, that's a good idea. What say we pretend I'm your in-client right now and you show me what you'd do with her." 236 Chapter 8 (skip) Chapter 9.1 - First Time I tied off the laces and tucked them away as Celeste placed her hands around her slim waist and admired her form in the mirror. 239 "Only a couple more inches before my fingers touch," she said, turning to look into my eyes, "Thank you for your support in helping me reach my goals, darling." 240 "That's quite Ok, honey, it's what fiancés do, even ones who haven't officially been appointed yet." 241 She turned to me and hugged me, burying her face in my chest and began sobbing. 242 "Honey, I'm sorry. I know you need time to think but the hope and tension of not knowing is really getting to me," she replied. I hoped my comment wasn't pushing away the one person I loved most. 243 She stepped back and took my hand, leading me to the sofa, where we sat alongside each other as she composed herself. Eventually she spoke. 244 "I thought I'd lost you," she began, "Last week you seemed to ignore me and give all your love and attention to Margarite. I saw what she was doing; keeping me sexually satisfied with a vibrator while she took away the love of my life for herself. I felt my sexual desire decrease as she systematically numbed my clit, while fucking you like there was no tomorrow." She buried her face against my chest once more, sobbing and mumbling: "I thought I'd lost you, darling, I really did." 245 "Sweetheart, I love you; I proposed to you because I want us to be together forever. I'm sorry; I didn't realize what Margarite was doing to you, to us. I promise I won't work with her again. It wasn't love between us; she was a client, and a very well-paying client at that. $50k for a week of skiing and having fun wasn't bad; far better than we'd have earned if we'd stayed home." 246 "Yes, darling, I know all that, I know she's your best client, I'd hate for you to lose her, but not as much as I'd hate for me to lose you. I know I should have given you an answer way before now, but I just can't seem to make the commitment and, at the same time, I just can't seem to let you go. I'm afraid to say yes but will not say no because I might lose you. So, I seem to be stuck in limbo. Why can't we just continue as we are? I know many people who are wonderful partners to each other until they marry, then they change, seemingly overnight, and they part a few months later. Marriage doesn't always mean happily ever after. I don't want us like that; I want what we have now to continue, forever." 247 I stayed silent for a long time, simply holding her, feeling her body quieten as she rested against me. I knew she was through the worst as she began stroking my cock through my undershorts. It felt wonderful, as usual, and he hardened up quickly. She stayed resting against me as she repositioned my swollen appendage so the head was poking over the edge of the elastic. She used her thumb to spread the precum over the head. 248 I looked down her body, seeing her nipples redden and harden on her breasts. I slipped my free hand between her thighs, which she spread welcomingly, and ran my finger up her trench, feeling the wetness of her arousal. She moaned softly. 249 "That feels so nice, darling," she whispered in my ear, "Towards the end of the week I missed you so much, honey. I was sexually exhausted from cumming on the vibe but I needed your body against me, but it seemed that bitch had you under her spell. So, it's wonderful feeling you feeling me again." 250 She used her other hand to cup my balls through the thin cloth, massaging them and moving them in their sac, which always felt wonderful. My mind inevitably returned to the last time they'd been massaged, by Margarite. I viewed the whole saga of our week skiing, seeing how she'd taken me away from Celeste, the love of my life, and seeing how willingly and completely I'd fallen for her feminine wiles. Celeste was right; another few days and my brainwashing would possibly have been complete; I would have belonged to Margarite as surely as if she'd purchased me as a slave on a block. So close; I came so close to rejecting Celeste and staying with that siren. 251 Celeste moved, tilting her head upwards, her silent request for a kiss, which I gave freely and gratefully, our tongues entwining as our passion mounted. She broke the kiss and lowered her head, watching as she pulled my undershorts down, assisted by me lifting my ass off the sofa. She then straddled me, sandwiching my rampant cock between our bodies as she pressed her breasts into my chest, kissing me fervently, passionately, almost frantically, as though to reassure herself that I was real, that this moment was real. 252 I moved my hand over her, feeling the tension in her corset as I ran my hand over the laces I had so recently tightened. Then downwards until I caressed the globes of her ass cheeks, feeling lower, between them, the heat of her arousal in the wet cleft, so hungry for my rampant cock. I lifted her up and, while she held me around my neck, I slowly lowered her onto my waiting spike, feeling myself entering her welcoming tunnel, followed by the sensation of her walls pressing against the length of my shaft, the sensation increased by the compression of her tight corset, until finally I was completely engulfed, the root of my cock pressed firmly against her clit, the head pressed into the yielding end of her capacious cunt. We sat like that for a long time, her head resting on my shoulder, her body pressed against mine as we held each other tightly. 253 Whether it was deliberate or not, I felt her sheath contracting and releasing around my cock, causing subtle but persistent arousal. I became even harder and felt myself pressing further into her as she began a very slow and rhythmic movement with her hips, stimulating her clit against me while stimulating my cock with her slight movements. It took maybe half an hour before we progressed further, during which time we renewed our sexual and emotional wordless communication, becoming, once again, the sexual couple we had been before last week's activities and my attempted hijacking by Margarite. 254 It was Celeste who broke the spell, moving away from me slightly, placing greater pressure on our point of conjunction, as she began moving her hips further and faster. I responded by holding her ass as I lifted her up a few inches and then plunged her downwards, pounding my cock once more into her willing, slippery receptacle. In a very few minutes we were both ready to give our ultimate expression of love to each other. As I was almost unable to hold on any longer, Celeste leant back further and began trembling and shaking, moaning between closed lips as her release approached. I let go, my cum spurting hard and deep inside her, pushing her into an even stronger orgasm as she screamed her ecstasy to the four walls, then leant against me, her clit pressing hard onto the root of my cock as she moaned for several minutes until her orgasm tapered off. 255 Then we were still. She lay against me, resuming the wordless, loving communication as our bodies returned to rest. After a long time, during which I felt my cock wither inside her occasionally spasming sheath, she looked up and kissed me. Again, we tongue wrestled for a short time, then she broke away and gazed at me, as though seeing me for the first time. 256 "That's the Hank I remember. Thank you, honey, thank you for returning to me after your escapades with the bitch. I know, she was just a client and it was just money, but this is love; true love; love I want forever. Yes, darling, I'll most definitely marry you, be your wife, have your children, but on one condition." 257 My heart leapt with joy; she'd accepted me, the love of my life had agreed to marry me. I wondered what the condition was, but I knew that regardless of what it was, I would accept. 258 "Thank you, darling, that's absolutely wonderful." I bent my head and we kissed again, long and lovingly. Once the kiss ended, she grinned up at me. 259 "Don't you want to know the condition?" she asked. 260 In my joy I'd already forgotten the condition. I nodded. 261 "The condition is that we stay as we are in our relationship. That neither of us becomes possessive of the other. It is possessiveness, the feeling of ownership that marriage can confer, that is the reason for so many break ups. I don't own you; you don't own me. Neither of us can tell the other what to do or what not to do unless the other permits that. We can have sex with whoever we like, whenever we like, wherever we like, provided that we reserve our love for each other only. So, sex is sex but love is just for us. If you want, you can invite a third person into our bed, as can I; we can even extend the relationship to polyamory if you wish, but our real love is for each other, only, although other partners may enjoy a lesser love from us. That is my condition." 262 I remained silent, considering Celeste's condition for accepting engagement and, ultimately, marriage. I could see her point; restricting marriages were probably the main cause of their failure. Then I considered it pragmatically: If I agreed, we would have an unknown length of very special time together and with others; if I did not accept the condition, then that would probably start the rift that would result in our premature breakup. There was only one possible answer. 263 I bent my head again and we kissed, sexily. "Yes, sweetheart, I accept your condition and look forward to a long and exciting married life together. Now, when do you want the big day?" 264 She grinned up at me, almost as though she'd known all along that I'd accept her condition. 265 "It'll have to be in the summer because I want to be naked when I marry you, and it won't be a private ceremony but on a public beach. So, there'll be people around to watch us marry each other and to watch us consummate our marriage immediately afterwards. So, to avoid being arrested, I suggest we return to the beach we visited after our circus interlude." 266 "An excellent idea," I agreed immediately, relieved that I wouldn't be spending my wedding night in lock up. 267 "So, now that's decided, I want more. Sex, that is. Although Margarite's 'treatment' for my nymphomania worked in the short term, by numbing and desensitizing my clit, which was her aim, it did nothing to reduce my libido long term. In fact, I feel that my body became used to a large number of orgasms each day and so has adjusted to expect that." 268 Celeste stood up, ignoring my cum dripping onto the floor from her swollen lips, took my hand and led me to the bedroom. We emerged several hours later, Celeste grinning from ear to ear, me feeling like I'd been through a wringer, both completely sated and completely drained. I wondered how I was going to keep up with Celeste's demands and realized that under the condition she had made for acceptance of my marriage proposal, there was also the availability of assistance in meeting her needs. But how to find that assistance? Could I really put and advert online? Maybe something like: 'Guys wanted to assist me in fucking my nympho fiancée.' I chuckled to myself, thinking the best way would be to help her to obtain more clients. That way she would at least be paid, which would be an advantage, although no longer strictly necessary due to our now vastly improved financial status due largely to Margarite. 269 Margarite! An enigma. I powered on my laptop and the first email was from none other than Margarite. 270 'Hi Hank and Celeste, thanks for a great time at the ski resort. Hope you guys enjoyed it as much as we did. 271 'Dietrich and I belong to The Crucible BDSM club in DC and next week they have a guest night (usually once a month - guests can only attend two per year without joining, which is easy and cheap). So, I'd like to invite you along to the night and Dietrich is inviting Celeste. That way we can continue our relationships in a slightly different and more exciting setting. 272 'Dietrich and I will be dressing for a Roman orgy, wearing togas, so I suggest that you might like to join us in that theme. Let me know if you're interested. It's Friday of next week and usually starts at 9pm and goes through to around 2am, but we could leave earlier if you really feel the need. Afterwards you are most welcome to return home with us and spend the remainder of the night at our home. 273 'We'll look forward to hearing from you. Love, Margarite xx' 274 I called Celeste over from the kitchen and she read the email over my shoulder. Once she'd finished, she had a grin on her face. 275 "We're accepting, of course, aren't we?" 276 "If you're happy to then I guess I will be too. I'm still a little dubious about Margarite's intentions but they may change once she learns we're now engaged. It will definitely be interesting to see how she responds." 277 "Well, it'll probably make things less tense between you and her. After all, before you had the guilt of feeling you were betraying me, but now, due to your agreement to the condition I imposed, there is no reason to feel guilty; you can have both of us, just as I have you and Dietrich, and many others at the club that night I hope." 278 "That would have to be about the sluttiest thing I've heard you say, and that's saying something. Bu8t you're right; there now is no reason why I should see Margarite as a problem, and I'll be the first to admit that sex with her is great - almost as great as with you." 279 Celeste bent and kissed me, gripping a handful of soft cock as she did so while I cupped her breasts tenderly. "You say the nicest things, darling," she grinned, "Ooohhhh, I'm sooo happy. We're engaged; going to be married; have the opportunity to have an open marriage with lots of sexual partners. How much happier could a girl be?" 280 "Well, there is one thing; we're a working couple so we need to be able to service our clients and must be sure that there are no serious marks from BDSM activities showing on our bodies. So, we'll need to point that out to Margarite." 281 "Yes, I totally agree," replied Celeste, looking down her beautiful body, "I wonder how whip and cane marks would look all over my tits and pussy. Probably better not to find out, at least, not while I still have clients. Speaking of which, I have one tonight." 282 "Yes, so do I. A father phoned and asked if I could carefully and sensitively deflower his 18-year-old daughter. Apparently, she has a boyfriend and it's getting serious, but she's really scared about sex and losing her virginity, so he felt that a sensitive, experienced male would be preferable to an impetuous, inexperienced youth. I agreed. Ah, the things we have to do." 283 "Yes, it's a tough job but I can see by your broad grin that you're probably able to manage it. Just remember to use a condom; we don't want any little Hanks running about and as she's a virgin she's probably not on the pill or any other form of contraceptive." 284 "Yes, darling, I had thought of that and am prepared. I am a professional. You know." 285 Celeste poked her tongue out at me then took my hand and led me to the kitchen, where we ate lunch. After lunch I helped Celeste into her corset and adjusted it until it was slightly tighter. As usual, she used her hands around her waist to check the measurement; as usual, her fingers didn't quite meet yet. 286 "Another few weeks, I would think," I commented. 287 "Yeah, guess so," she replied breathlessly, "Time for a nap. I'm picking that I'll be out all night tonight." 288 "Oh, Ok, that's fine. I guess I'll be home quite early. Once my client no longer has her virginity, she'll probably want to have sex with her boyfriend asap, I would think." 289 Celeste slept for a while and I checked emails and visited the website of The Crucible. It looked interesting, to say the least, so I was excited by the prospect of visiting. I replied to Margarite's email, thanking her and Dietrich for the invitation, then checked out a few more interesting sites before beginning preparations for supper. I interrupted those to help Celeste back into her corset after she'd awoken and showered, then we ate an early supper, Celeste returning to her room to dress and make herself up for the evening, while I finished in the kitchen and selected suitable clothes to wear to put parental minds at ease as I introduced their precious daughter to sex for the first time. 290 I took a cab to the Stevenson's house and rang the polished doorbell, hearing the musical chimes through the house. The father, David, opened the door and was obviously expecting me. We shook hands and he led me inside and introduced me to his wife, Peggy and 18-year-old daughter, Olivia. 291 "Would you like a drink?" asked David. 292 "Just a cordial, please," I replied, adhering to my rule of never drinking alcohol on the job. 293 He brought some orange cordial for Olivia and me, handed a wine to Peggy and sat down, holding his whiskey. 294 "Well, here's to success tonight," he toasted, much to Olivia's embarrassment. 295 We chatted for a while, trying to draw Olivia into the conversation, but she'd have none of it. She sipped her drink while looking at the floor for most of the time, replying in grunts if she was asked a question directly. So much for establishing rapport with the client before getting down to business, I thought. 296 Once we'd finished our drinks, David announced that it was time to 'get down to business', as he put it. This seemed to be a signal for Olivia to make a final attempt to put off the inevitable. 297 "Mom, do I have to do this?" she pleaded, looking directly at Peggy for the first time all evening. 298 "We've been through this many times already and we've all decided that it's the best thing for you. Far better than being brutalized by some animal of a boyfriend for his own pleasure," she replied. 299 I wondered how I would be able to carry out my role with a person who was obviously unwilling to give permission for sexual contact to take place. To go against Olivia's wishes would be rape, and that was something I stayed well clear of. As the obvious impasse was not going to disappear quickly, if at all, I decided to take matters into my own hands. I stood and sat beside Olivia, close but not touching. 300 "Tell me about your boyfriend," I said in what I hoped was a friendly manner. 301 She turned and looked at me then. I kept a neutral, gentle smile on my face to encourage her to talk, I hoped. Something worked because she began talking to me, telling me about Rick, the guy who was six months older than her. They'd met nearly a year ago, started hanging out and gradually fell in love. I could tell by the way she spoke that she really loved him. 302 "So why do you want me to take your virginity when it would be so much more romantic if Rick did?" 303 She cast a hard glance in her parents' direction. "Mom and Dad think it best if I have an expert," she said, "So nothing bad happens. I really, really want Rick to be my first, but Mom and Dad say no and Rick's parents support them also. He's a virgin too, so neither of us know much about this; only what we learnt from SexEd, which is pretty useless when it comes to anything practical." 304 I saw a possibility and wondered if all parties could agree. "What would happen if Rick could take your virginity and lose his at the same time and there was no chance of anything going wrong?" I asked. 305 Chapter 9.2 "That would be wonderful; all we could hope for," she replied. 307 "So, would you be willing for me to be in the room when it happened and give you both advice as it happened?" 308 "You mean, you'd see us both naked and fucking?" she asked, seemingly highly embarrassed even by the thought. 309 "Yes, in the same room, assisting and guiding. You wouldn't need to be naked, although that would certainly help." 310 She'd had a few seconds to consider the option and my suggestion that they could be at least partly covered seemed to put paid to the possibility that I was simply a voyeur wanting some kicks. She smiled for the first time since I arrived and turned to her parents. "Would that be Ok?" she asked. 311 "Up to you, sweetheart, we only want what's best for you," replied Peggy, probably softening her position a little. 312 "That sounds like a great idea," added David, "Why don't you give Rick a call and see what he thinks?" 313 Olivia remained seated for a few minutes in silence as we all awaited her decision. Then she moved to the buffet, picked up her mobile and called Rick. She went to the kitchen where she was obviously talking, then returned after a while to the lounge holding the phone against her clothing to muffle the sound. 314 "He agrees if you think it's Ok," she said to her parents. "He's free right now and can come around in a few minutes if it's all Ok." 315 David and Peggy looked at each other, then at me. "Is that Ok with you?" asked David. 316 "Yes, it's fine with me." 317 "Ok, Olivia, tell him to come around." 318 The doorbell rang a few minutes later and Olivia rushed to the door and let Rick in. They were obviously embracing in the hallway because it took several minutes before Olivia escorted Rick into the room and introduced him to me. As we shook hands, I sized him up; tall, reasonably well-built without being chubby, he looked quite athletic and from the way he was still holding hands with Olivia, I think he was as smitten with her and she was with him. After a short time of exchanging pleasantries, he came to the nitty gritty. 319 "So, you're going to watch us fuck for the first time," he said to me. 320 "Let's put it a little more correctly," I replied, "If you both agree, I'll be in the room with you when you first make love sexually to each other and lose your virginities to each other. To do this, I will need to watch what you're doing; I can't really stand with my back to you and give you guidance. So, yes, putting it crudely, I guess you're right." 321 "Ok, sorry," he replied, less aggressively, smiling, "It's just that this is all so embarrassing. It's bad enough for people to know we're doing it for the first time without having someone watching. But I fully understand and I really do thank you for coming up with the suggestion. I'm willing to go ahead if Olivia is also." 322 I looked at Olivia and after a few seconds she smiled at me and nodded, adding: "Yes, I'm willing for you to be in the room when we lose our virginities to each other," she agreed. 323 I looked at David and Peggy, who were now both smiling, and raised my eyebrows in an unspoken question. 324 "The bedroom on the right at the top of the stairs," said David with a grin. "Have fun, guys." 325 "Enjoy yourselves," added Peggy. 326 Rick and Olivia went upstairs holding hands while I followed a few steps behind them. I closed the door and sat in a chair while the lovers sat on the large bed. As expected, the bedroom was far larger and tidier than the average room for a teenage girl, due, no doubt, to an element of perfectionism that the parents had seemingly successfully transferred to their daughter. 327 "So, what now." asked Olivia. 328 "Have you been in bed together before?" I asked. 329 "Oh, yes, many times," replied Olivia. "We would have loved to make love together but the strong morality of our families prevented that." 330 "Well, now you'll be able to do that with your families' blessings. So, pretend I'm not here; what would you do? Don't answer, just go ahead and do it. When you get to the sexual part, I may offer you advice, if that's Ok." 331 They turned towards one another and kissed, their arms around each other as they allowed themselves to topple sideways onto the bed. They made out for around ten minutes or more, their hands exploring each other's body as they unfastened buttons and zippers to obtain better access to sensitive parts. Eventually they were both nearly naked, having seemingly lost their previous embarrassment, Rick was nibbling on Olivia's nipples while she massaged his rampant cock through his underpants. Rick moved his hand down to her panties, massaging her pussy through the thin fabric at first, then sliding his hand inside as he slid his finger between her obviously wet lips. She responded immediately with a low moan, moving her hand inside his underpants to fondle his cock directly. I must admit that watching their loving foreplay caused my own cock to become rock hard. Suddenly, Olivia lifted her head and looked at me. 332 "This is as far as we've gone before, what do we do now?" 333 "So, neither of you have masturbated the other to orgasm?" 334 "No, we thought that was as bad as making love." 335 "Ok, so let's do that first. Olivia, I want you to masturbate Rick to orgasm first. So, remove his underpants completely and begin stroking his cock. Being a teen, he'll cum quickly and recover even quicker." 336 Olivia followed my instructions and began stroking his cut cock slowly and carefully as he continued to play with her breasts and nipples. 337 "I suggest you stroke a little harder and that you wet your hand so it mixes with his precum and provides lubrication." 338 She did this, wetting her hand then continuing to stroke him faster. 339 "Just so you know what is possible and what guys like, just let go of his cock with your hand, then reposition yourself and open your mouth, then slide your mouth over his cock, trying not to scrape your teeth along it." 340 Olivia looked at me questioningly, but carried out the instruction nonetheless. Very quickly she developed a semblance of technique as she stimulated him orally, the effect being clear to see on his face. 341 "Now, while you're doing that, you can cup his balls in your hand and massage them gently. Remember that they're very sensitive but you can experiment gradually and you'll find the more he is stimulated the greater the pressure he can tolerate." 342 Olivia carried out my instructions and Rick ascended to a whole new level of sensation, lying back on the bed and focusing solely on his pleasure, my presence clearly forgotten. After a short time, he began panting and moaning. 343 "Olivia, if you keep his penis in your mouth, he will cum and squirt his cum in your mouth. That's fine if you want it and you can continue if you wish, but maybe that's something you can experiment with later on your own if you wish." 344 Olivia quickly removed her mouth from over Rick's cock and continued stroking it with one hand while continuing to play with his balls. In only a few seconds, Rick let out a moan, his hands gripped the bed sheets and cum spurted high into the air. Instinctively, it seemed, Olivia slowed her stroking as the fountain turned to an ooze, Rick relaxing, trying to regain his breath and composure. 345 "Well done both of you," I praised them, "I assume that's the first time you've done that together." 346 "Yes, we've both masturbated and of course we've seen it on porn sites, but I've never seen it in real life. It's much more exciting for real than on video." 347 She leant down and kissed Rick on the lips. He embraced her and held her to him, taking the kiss and the embrace to a higher level of eroticism. He reached behind her and unfastened her bra, then pulled it open and slid his hands over her breasts as she lifted her upper body to assist. They caressed and kissed for a long time, each arousing the other more. Rick's cock had earlier started to wilt but their amorous activities brought it back to full erection. Eventually, Rick made his move, rolling Olivia onto her back and propping himself up on his elbow. 348 "Well, you certainly don't need any instruction on kissing and arousing each other," I complimented them, "Now, Rick, have you ever masturbated Olivia?" 349 "No, she'd never let me inside her panties. Said it led too far down the track." 350 "So, first thing is to remove her panties. Just slide them down her legs and make sure they're off at least one foot, unless you want Olivia to keep her legs together." 351 Rick stripped Olivia so she now lay on the bed naked, as was Rick. Then he looked closely at her pussy, seeing for the first time what he had been feeling beneath panty fabric for the last little while. 352 "May I touch?" he asked Olivia. 353 "Of course, darling." 354 He parted her labia and looked inside. I stood and approached, indicating her outer and inner labia, her clitoris, her urethra and the entrance to her vagina. He touched and gently stroked her pussy, watching as her juices provided increasing lubrication. 355 "You can insert you finger a little way into her vagina, but don't push hard if you want to take her vagina with your penis." 356 He did, pushing up to his first knuckle, then just gently stroking in and out. I then told him to begin stroking her clit, which he did, causing Olivia to moan and move her hips gently. 357 "Just keep doing that for a while," I told him, watching her body as he became aware of the ability he had to stimulate and provide incredible sensations to his girlfriend. As he continued the massage, Olivia's moans became louder and her movements became more rapid and demanding. 358 "Just stop for a few seconds, if you can," I suggested. 359 Rick stopped, despite Olivia's apparent enthusiasm to continue. 360 "I was soooo close," complained Olivia. 361 "I'll continue in just a moment," reassured Rick. 362 "Now, if you want to, you can also use your mouth on her pussy," I told him. 363 He looked at me doubtfully, so I continued. "Just open your mouth and place your lips over her labia, then you can use your tongue to lick her labia, maybe enter her entrance a short distance, but most especially, to lick her clit. See if you can give her an orgasm that way." 364 He placed his mouth over her labia and obviously, from Olivia's response, he did something right. Olivia gripped his head in her hands and moved him slightly as her head tilted back and a smile flickered over her intense countenance, alternating with concentration. It took less than a minute before she was cumming, moaning and rolling her head from side to side as her orgasm swept through her. 365 As she began to come down from her peak, I tapped Rick on the shoulder. 366 "Just taper off the stimulation now," I told him quietly. 367 He did, and after a few seconds he raised his head and looked at his beloved, smiling as he watched her recover from the first orgasm he'd given her. He moved forward and the lovers kissed for a long time. 368 "Thank you. darling," said Olivia when they broke their clinch, "I taste pretty good, eh". 369 "That's Ok, sweetheart, pleased you enjoyed it. Yes, you taste great; I can see we'll be doing that lots more." 370 I noticed that Rick's cock was hard as steel, so, now that Olivia had recovered and was nicely relaxed, this was the perfect time for her deflowering. 371 "Rick, the time has come for you to pluck Olivia's cherry," I told him, "First you need to wear protection. Do you have a condom?" 372 Rick looked up at me aghast. "No, I haven't. Do I need one?" 373 "Yes, absolutely, unless Olivia's on some form of birth control, which I'm guessing she isn't." 374 Olivia was shaking her head, confirming my supposition. I reached into my pocket and removed a condom, opening the packet. 375 "Here, I'll show you how to fit it." 376 I expertly squeezed the end, placed it over his cock and rolled the rubber down his shaft. "That's how it's fitted. I'll teach Olivia as well so she can fit them in future if you wish. It can increase arousal for you both if you incorporate that into your foreplay. Now, just move your body so you lie face down between her legs with your hips a little below hers, then take your weight on elbows and knees. If you want you can use your mouth or hands on her tits. The important part is to position your penis at her entrance." 377 Rick positioned himself and kissed and licked her tits before covering them with his hands, automatically, it seemed, squeezing her nipples gently between fingers and thumbs. Olivia moaned from arousal. 378 "Now, Rick, you need to do the most important thing; ask Olivia for her consent to enter her and take her virginity. It's really important that you obtain consent before doing this every time. Just because she's your girl, just because you may even be married to her, does not give you the automatic right to enter her sexually without her permission." 379 "Honey, may I take your virginity right now?" asked Rick. 380 "Oh yes, darling, yes, yes, yes. Put your cock into me, fuck me, make me a woman, but do it now, for god's sake; I'm hot and ready for you." 381 "So, slide your body forward, lift your ass into the air a little, then slowly and steadily thrust your hips forward, moving your penis into her entrance. When you feel the barrier, just stop and hold still." 382 I watched him do that, moving about an inch in, then he held still. 383 "Now, this may be painful, Olivia. Rick is going to push forward hard and hopefully break through your hymen then slide further inside you. Are you ready?" 384 "Oh yes, very ready; do it." 385 "Ok, Rick, push hard into Olivia's vagina." 386 Rick thrust forward as Olivia bit her lower lip in pain as his cock head sought to tear through her fragile membrane. At first nothing seemed to happen and I became a little concerned in case this was a particularly tough hymen, but then she let out a short scream and Rick's hips rushed forward as he broke through the barricade and filled his loved one's vagina. Once inside, he remained still, allowing himself to become accustomed to the sensation and allowing Olivia to recover from the pain. After a few minutes, during which time they were kissing and caressing each other for the first time while she was impaled on his rigid member, I told them to begin the instinctive movements which would bring them both so much pleasure. He began fucking into her, back and forth, as she lifted her hips to him, seeking more sensation, more pleasure. They kept up a consistent pace for about five minutes, then Olivia began pulling and pushing with her hands on his ass to increase the rate, at the same time moaning softly as she climbed the slope towards her release. Rick sensed she was nearly there and increased both the strength and the rate of his movements. The changes each partner made fed back to the other, increasing the sensations for both until both were panting hard from exertion. Then Rick thrust deeply and tensed as he squirted his cum into his condom. 387 After he'd finished cumming, he relaxed on top of Olivia for a few seconds, then took his weight on elbows and knees to allow her to regain her breath. 388 "Did you cum, honey?" he asked her. 389 "No, darling, but I got real close." 390 "Oh. Sorry, my darling, you probably really need to cum, and now my cock's drooping so he's not much use for a while." 391 "Why don't you just cuddle again for a bit? That way you'll find that your young, virile penis will recover very quickly and be ready for action again soon," I suggested, "Besides, you need to remove the condom and fit another one. Once it's filled, it's far more likely to break if you continue." 392 Rick withdrew his cock, holding the base of the condom as I instructed; I noticed traces of blood on the condom and around Olivia's entrance. I handed her a towel and she wiped herself while Rick removed his condom, wiped his cock on the towel and fitted a new one by himself. They then cuddled together, each caressing the other, Olivia paying attention to lovingly and gently stroking Rick's cock, noticing how her actions caused it to harden. After 15 minutes of this attention, he was ready to go. 393 "Right, Rick, lie on your back and Olivia, you straddle him with your thighs so that his penis is below your entrance." 394 They moved into this position, Rick's hands automatically moving to her breasts. 395 "Now, Olivia, reach between your legs and position his penis so it slides into your vagina as you sit down." 396 Olivia did this and was soon sitting astride her lover, impaled on his rampant spike. They needed no more instruction from me. Olivia leant forwards and found the pleasure of her clit pressing against his cock and pubic bone. She ground her pussy against him, visibly becoming more aroused. It only took a few minutes of this before she lost control, arched her back and screamed her orgasm to the world. I expected her parents to come running, but they did not, fortunately. Rick held her hips, moving her back and forth gently to keep up the arousal for them both. Slowly she became aware of what was happening and began fully participating once again, repeating the movements that had given her such pleasure a few moments ago. 397 Very soon Rick was obviously close to cumming, thrusting his hips upwards against his lover's pussy, as though seeking to plunge even deeper inside her. She was moving rapidly, thrusting her hips forward and back, leaning forward and enjoying the sensations of her clit being stimulated on her lover. Then he thrust upwards and held still as he filled another condom, causing Olivia to cum in the process. She avoided the scream, but arched backwards, then collapsed forwards, panting as she lay on Rick's heaving chest. 398 After a few minutes, during which time both partners hugged and kissed each other, Olivia sat up and Rick held the condom while she moved off him and sat on the side of the bed. She looked radiant, with that freshly fucked blush to her cheeks that is usually so distinctive. She reached out her arm and helped Rick to sit up, then he swung his legs around and sat beside her, his arm around her waist. 399 "Thanks so very much, Hank. We've learned lots and I'm certain that losing my virginity would have been far more difficult and more painful without your help." 400 "That's Ok," I replied, "I was pleased to be able to assist. Your parents have my contact details so if you have any questions please just call me. I'll head downstairs now and leave you two love birds to come down when you're ready. Just remember the two 'c's - consent and condoms, although as you'll probably be doing this daily from now on, it may be advisable to use some more effective and less intrusive form of contraception." 401 I stood up to walk to the door, but Olivia stopped me, gazing at my bulging crotch. 402 "It doesn't really seem fair, does it, we have all the fun and you go away obviously aroused as hell. Would you let me help you now?" 403 "What did you have in mind?" 404 "Well, one thing you haven't taught me is how to swallow cum, so I think I need to learn that before you leave." 405 "Only if you're certain you want to do this," I replied, suddenly excited by the offer to allow me to squirt my cum into her virgin mouth, "But I'd be very grateful. As you observed, I'm really horny." 406 Olivia didn't reply but instead knelt on the floor at my feet and unfastened my zipper, belt and trouser hook. My trousers went south and she wasted no time in stroking my hard cock through the thin fabric of my undershorts. It felt heavenly; arousing, stimulating and very sexy. She gazed into my eyes, then slipped her thumbs inside the elastic on both sides and pushed the undershorts to the floor. My cock popped out, waving just in front of her face. She held it gently in her hands, measuring it with her small hands, comparing it with Rick's, who was considerably smaller, then let go with one hand and cupped my balls, squeezing them gently as she moved them in their sac. 407 Chapter 9.3 "I'm glad I didn't have this in me first off," she said with a grin, "Which is not to say that I mightn't like to try it sometime soon," she continued with a twinkle in her eye. "Of course, then it would be Rick who would need to give consent." She turned her head to look at her smiling partner. "You wouldn't mind if I fucked Hank, would you honey?" 409 "No, sweetheart, as we agreed a while ago, an open relationship saves heaps of hassles, so he's as good as any to start with." 410 "So, you mean, you'd let me fuck him now? On our special night?" 411 "Yes, if you want to, or blow him like you were going to do." 412 "Hmmm, tempting, but I think my pussy's had enough exercise for the first night. She's a bit sore so a big one like this might not be such a good idea. Mouth it is. Make sure you cum in me, honey." 413 She grinned up at me again, then placed her lips around my cock head, circling it with her tongue as sensations flowed from my cock through my body. I was ready, that was for certain, the question was how long could I hold out? She pushed my cock further inside her mouth and I felt the head hit the back of her throat. Pity I couldn't teach her deep throat techniques, but I thought there just might be another time. She moved her head back and forth, quite quickly, pushing me towards my much-needed release. After only a very few minutes I was there. 414 "I'm gonna cum, honey," I warned, her non-verbal response was to increase the suction and the speed of her movements. 415 I held her head still as I exploded into the back of her mouth. She swallowed quickly, taking most of it straight down, then, as the flow slowed, she sucked the last out of my cock and ran it around her tongue, swallowing it after a short time. 416 "You taste delicious," she said, "I'll have to compare it with Rick's, but maybe some other night." 417 I dried my cock on the towel and dressed once more, my cock now fitting more comfortably inside my clothing. She stood and we kissed, letting me taste my own cum, then I shook hands with Rick, wished them well and left the room, returning to the lounge room where David and Peggy still sat on the sofa where I'd left them over an hour before. 418 "How was it?" asked Peggy nervously. 419 "Yeah, it was great. No problems at all and I think they both learnt lots," I replied. 420 "We heard her scream a couple of times. I guess it must have been very painful for her," sympathized Peggy. 421 "Not at all," I replied, "The first and smaller scream you heard was when Rick broke through her hymen, the second one was when she came on Rick's cock. You have a very loving and sexy daughter and they are well-matched as a couple, it would seem." 422 They appeared to relax after that piece of news. "So, they're all happy with each other and I guess we'll be hearing many lovemaking sessions in future," said David. "Thank you very much for your coaching and guidance. I'm sure that their lives will be far better for such a great introduction to the joys of sex. Here's the payment," he handed me an envelope, "There's a little extra in it as well simply because we appreciate what you've done and are really grateful. Thank you. Your cab should be nearly here; I called when I heard you leave the room upstairs." 423 He stood and we shook hands, then Peggy gave me a hug and a peck on the cheek as she thanked me also. I walked out the door as the cab arrived, feeling happy for the young couple and looking forward to possibilities for the future at which Olivia had hinted. Once I arrived back in the empty apartment, I poured myself a drink and opened the envelope to find and extra $200 above the payment requested; they were indeed grateful. The phone message light was blinking and the message was from Celeste telling me she was enjoying her evening, hoping that I'd enjoyed mine, and telling me she wouldn't be home tonight so I'd just have to use my hand. I grinned as I remembered the relief I'd received from Olivia's mouth and knew my hand would be unemployed tonight. 424 Celeste let herself into the apartment late the following morning, after I'd already eaten breakfast and was dealing with my website communications. We hugged and kissed as I caressed her body still wrapped tightly inside her corset. 425 "Ooohhh, I need to take it off," she said as she fumbled with the busks. I helped and soon she was naked, breathing more easily and relaxing in a chair with a coffee I'd made for her. 426 "How was your evening?" she asked. 427 I told her, including all the details, then she grinned at me. 428 "You should consider running courses," she suggested, "Or at least advertising it on your website." 429 "Now that's a good idea," I agreed, "Anyway, how was your night?" 430 She relaxed and thought for a few moments, then began telling me about her saga. She was employed as an escort for an out-of-town businessman, Jeff, who had been invited to a party. What she hadn't known was the type of party which she'd be attending. As Jeff's escort, she was expected to participate in exactly the same way that the wives of the other male attendees were participating, and they were all swinging. It seemed that most of the group knew one another and had been sharing partners for many years. However, there were a few, Celeste included, who were attending for the first time. It turned out that Jeff had been attending with his wife, Sharon, in the past but that Sharon had taken a fancy to one of the other attendees, Chris, after he was divorced, so now accompanied him instead of Jeff, requiring him to employ an escort to fulfil the duties expected of his wife, or he would not be permitted to attend. It seemed that the main rule in the club was that everyone must bring a partner of the opposite gender. The possibly trickiest part of all this was that Sharon was also attending with Chris. 431 The evening began with mix and mingle, everyone catching up with old friends, meeting newbies and pouring copious quantities of liquor down their throats. After about an hour, dinner was served by waitresses dressed in very skimpy outfits, who, it seemed, were fair game and enjoyed being caressed and sexually touched. Celeste told me that she'd chatted with one of them during the dinner and part of their employment contract was to allow themselves to be handled by the patrons as well as making themselves available during the evening for any sexy activities for which they were required. As an aside, Celeste was told they were all employed as strippers and made very good money doing this work, which supplemented their normal income from stripping. 432 After dinner, the waitresses put on a strip show for the audience, each girl remaining naked or mostly naked after her performance. They all ended up sitting with a club member, some even beginning their sexual adventures while watching the final part of the show. Jeff told Celeste that he saw no reason to hire an escort and pay for a stripper as well; it wasn't as though he was in his twenties again, he said, or that he had a wife of whom he had grown tired. 433 Once the show was over, the lights were dimmed and divans and mattresses were placed around the room. The real part of the party began with men drawing an initial partner from the women present, excluding the strippers. 434 "It was like a cattle market," said Celeste, remembering the chaos and bargaining that ensued as names were drawn and partners found. "I landed up with Brian, a far younger man that Jeff, and, from his subsequent performance, quite virile. He took me to a divan where we quickly stripped, although he asked that I leave my corset on. He seemed fascinated by it, running his hands over it, trying to squeeze a few fingers between the corset and my belly, and, of course, feeling and teasing my firm breasts above and plump pussy below. He took very little time with any preliminaries, having been fully aroused by the strippers and then by seeing me in my corset. Within a few minutes he had me on my back and was deeply implanted in my squeezed cunt. He commented on its tightness as he plunged in and withdrew rhythmically. However, he managed to control himself and made me cum twice before he filled me with his hot cum. We lay beside each other for a while until another guy, whose name I don't know, came and tapped him on the shoulder, apparently a sign that the new arrival wanted to use his partner. He kissed me, gave my breasts a squeeze, then left. 435 "The new arrival wasted no time in introductions, instead lying on his back and telling me to lower myself onto his cock. I did, straddling his thighs as his hard rod entered and filled my love tunnel. He cupped my breasts, squeezing my nipples painfully hard as he used them as handles to rock me back and forth on him. Then he got me lifting up and dropping down hard, fully engulfing him as I felt his cock press my end and his pubic bone pound my clit each time I dropped. It did little for me but it seemed to please him, causing him to fill me with his hot cum after a while. He then pulled me down onto him, kissing and cuddling with me as his cock shrank. After a few more minutes, he was tapped on the shoulder and we disentangled ourselves; he blew me a kiss as he left. 436 "His replacement was Ian, a tall. Well-built athletic looking guy with a cock to match. As the majority of the men had, by now, cum at least once and sometimes many more times, they had slowed down so Ian took his time, knowing that the chances of him being shoulder tapped was growing less all the time. He sat on the divan and I knelt in front of him, taking his cock in my mouth for a while as he apparently recovered from his previous orgasms. Once he was fully hard again, he had me on the divan on all fours with my ass high while he reamed my cunt with his huge weapon, stretching me a little due to the compression of the corset, and certainly extending the length with his hard, full thrusts. 437 He'd obviously cum several times recently because he gave me three orgasms without him cumming at all, then he withdrew and sat me back a little before easing into my asshole, using my own fluids as lubrication. It felt wonderful, although I still prefer a cock in my cunt to one in my ass. He moved back and forth slowly at first, then more vigorously as he approached his climax, pressing fully inside and holding my hips back as he released a stream of cum into my anal depths. I came a couple of times while he was fucking my ass, but only because he massaged my clit with his fingers. 438 "I thought that the sexual activities would have tapered off a bit after that, with the men all lying around, apparently satiated. However, that was not to be. The strippers began bringing boxes around and it soon became clear that they were distributing vibrating crotch straps to all the males who wanted to watch their women cum a few more times. Ian fitted me with one, just as the other men with fitting their partners with them, and he turned it on for a few seconds to test that it worked properly. 439 "It did. As he adjusted the speed, I felt pulses coming from my clit and pussy as the vibrating dildo inside me and the rubber nubs over my clit did their work. Then, it seemed, the fun part of the evening started. An MC began organizing a cum competition with two categories; a prize for the woman who could cum fastest and another prize for the woman who could hold out against the vibrations for the longest. He drew out the name of two guys to begin with, and the women who had accompanied them to the evening stepped forward with their original partners. When the MC indicated, the guys would turn their partners' vibrators to high speed. After a short time both women came, the first one being sent to one side of the stage, the second to the other side. 440 "Then two men offered their original partners to challenge the two women, to either cum faster than the fast woman or to withstand the urge to cum longer than the slower woman. Jeff volunteered me to cum faster. I moved to her side as both of our partners stood behind us with their remotes. On the MC's signal, Jeff and the other man turned their controls to full speed. Immediately the pulsating stimulation poured through my body and I needed to hold the back of a chair just to stay upright. Within a few seconds I was panting and in less than a minute I was writhing and moaning in orgasm. Jeff turned off the device and placed an arm around me as he kissed me, while the other woman was escorted off the stage by her disconsolate partner. 441 "The next challenger appeared as I was still recovering. She looked at me as I was still panting to recover my breath, then smiled, thinking that she had a better than even chance of winning, assuming I would take some time to recover. At the same time the other competition was taking place, but of course it took a longer time for the women in that group. It seemed to be only a matter of seconds before once again the MC signalled for us to begin and I felt the strong impulses radiating from my pussy. 442 "The sensations cut short my recovery, pushing me straight into building for my next orgasm. As you know, and they learnt last night, I am multi-orgasmic and the stimulation pushed me straight towards my next climax, which hit me even faster than the previous one. Again, I had trouble staying upright and Jeff had to support me as the world spun due to lack of oxygen. I sat for a few seconds while the woman competing against me was permitted to cum, then she left the stage and a third contestant arrived. 443 "To cut a long story short, I won the competition, eventually wearing down the number of men who were willing to pit their partners' orgasmic ability against me. However, I think I came about eleven times before I won. I lost count, as did Jeff, but I do know he was very pleased with me. He paid me a bonus as well as his fee and he's booked me for the next meeting. After the evening ended, Jeff took me home to his place where we fucked once again before we slept in his luxurious bed. This morning we awoke and he pushed me to three more orgasms before filling my cunt once again before we ate breakfast, he called a cab and I came home." 444 "Sounds like you had a great evening," I commented, "Guess you're all fucked out though, which is a pity because all I got was a blow job." 445 She stood and came to me, kissed me, then straddled my knees as she began unfastening my shirt. 446 "Oh, my poor darling," she sympathized, "Missing my pussy, are you? Well, she's always open for business for you, honey." 447 She moved off my knees and unfastened my pants, pulling them down and off my feet, allowing my cock to spring upwards. 448 "He looks eager to see me, or more than just see, I would guess," she commented as she slid back onto my thighs, positioning herself so that her drooling opening could engulf my rigid spike. Once inside, she pulled herself closer towards me, pressing her hard nipples against my chest as she began moving up and down, stimulating us both, slowly and gently. We kissed as we made love, we nuzzled our mouths and faces against each other's neck, stroking each other's back with our hands as we pleasured each other, gradually building the sexual tension as we headed to the inevitable conclusion. 449 "It's so nice to be able to take time to fully appreciate the sexual sensations and nuances of our love making," whispered Celeste into my ear, "Last night was all about speed and cumming; now is about love and pleasure. The two are poles apart, with this being by far the most enjoyable." 450 "Yes, I agree, even though last night, for me, was very enjoyable, seeing two young people make love for the first time while helping them to make it as enjoyable as possible." 451 "Well, as I said earlier, we could always start a school. How does Hank and Celeste's school of sex sound?" Celeste laughed as she leant back to see my face. 452 "Yeah, maybe, but then again, do you really think society is ready for this? It's a strange thing that sex and love are seen as taboo topics, not core skills like reading and math." 453 "Yeah, you're right. Guess it would best be done online then, rather than have a physical building that could be firebombed by narrow-minded puritanical killjoys. Worth thinking about as an online service. We could offer to assist using the young person's own partner or we could use ourselves as partners. Be interesting to see how it went." 454 "Yeah, but right now I can think of one thing that's more interesting," I replied, pulling Celeste gently back against me as I increased my movements, feeling myself preparing to cum and knowing that, despite having cum a great many times in the last day and night, Celeste would also reach her orgasmic peak very shortly. 455 Our breathing rates increased and we were soon panting as we moved against each other. Normally Celeste would probably have cum first, but not this time. I made a final few lunges into her then held still as I spurted my hot sperm into her well-used cunt. The feeling of me cumming inside her was all it took to push her over the edge and she gave a short scream as she dug her nails into my back, tipped her head backwards and rocked her hips back and forth rapidly as her body shuddered and writhed with passion. 456 As we descended from the peak of our passion, we held each other tightly for a long time, both grateful for the love we found in each other. 457 END