by Jane Pearl
She woke the next morning with a huge penis sawing its way into her pussy from behind. At some point, Adam had climbed into bed behind her and lifted her leg up to fuck her from that angle. Her passage was already opening for his attentions as he carefully fed his monster cock into her pussy. He inched forward gradually, pushing and withdrawing using the moisture she produced to gain more territory. The pleasure/pain of his claiming was more pronounced in this position. She reveled in the sensation and suddenly released copious fluids around his battering ram. Adam grunted and finally shoved his cock in balls deep. Breathing heavily, he leaned forward and grated, “Good morning Honey. I missed you last night.” With these words, he started heavily sawing in and out of her wet channel while holding her top leg up with his upper knee. Gasping at the sensation, Maria looked up and saw Brett lying next to her watching them while stroking his penis. The thought of him watching them made her even more aroused. “You can come Honey.” Adam grunted. As if unleashed, her orgasm hit her instantly. Adam groaned and shifted her to lie on her stomach while still thrusting into her tight passage. She moaned into the mattress as he mashed her down with his muscular body. Picking up speed, he finished with several rapid deep thrusts hitting her cervix each time then releasing a huge flood of semen right at the entrance to her womb. She tipped over the edge again and her pussy clenched his monster in an iron hard grip. “Oh God, Honey…you feel so good.” He collapsed to the side holding her to his front while she finished, gently spasming around his cock. At that moment, Brett groaned and released his load of semen on her breasts. He and Adam both lazily rubbed the cum into her skin as she lay there gasping for breath
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To her delight, the men took her to visit the Yellowstone Art Museum. They spent most of the day walking around the museum looking at their exhibits. Maria exclaimed over the New York Abstract Expressionist Collection. Her own work was inspired by the Abstract Expressionist Movement so it was exciting to see works by so many or her favorite artists. Adam and Brett followed her around, smiling indulgently at her delight and animated conversation. She kept grabbing their hands and pulling them forward to see what else the museum had to offer. Finally, around 4 PM, Adam said that they needed to head back to the hotel to get ready for their evening out. She turned to him with a question in her eyes, “We are going out? Where? Just you and me?” He put a finger on her lips to stop her questions. “You and I are going to a fundraiser tonight hosted by the South Eastern Montana Cattleman’s Association. It is black tie so we will need to dress accordingly.” Seeing another question in her eyes he said, “Don’t worry, I have a dress ready for you.” Turning to Brett he said, “I think we should get back to the hotel and rest for a bit then Maria and I can get ready for tonight.” Brett nodded his head, “Sounds good to me. Let’s go.”
They went back to the hotel. Adam stayed with Maria in her room admonishing her to rest for a bit. Propped up a bit in the bed, Adam wrapped an arm around her shoulders holding her head down on his chest while he watched a football game on the muted TV. Maria soon slipped into sleep lulled by the strong beat of his heart . She slept for what seemed like just a few minutes when Adam gently shook her awake. “Time to get up, Honey.” He took in her big yawn and sleep tousled hair with a gentle grin. “Why don’t you shower and I will get you your outfit for tonight?” Maria hurried into the shower and finished her hair and makeup in record time. Walking out into the bedroom wrapped in a dressing gown, she was greeted by the sight of Adam looking absolutely gorgeous in a tux. The black and white severity of the suit definitely enhanced his black hair and grey eyes. It was obviously tailored for him she thought considering how well it fit his muscular shoulders. She laughed inside when she saw that he was wearing black dress boots rather than dress shoes…such a cowboy! Tearing her eyes from his appearance, Maria looked at the dress on the bed. It was an obviously expensive black cocktail sheath dress covered in shimmering overlapping sequins. Picking it up from the bed, Adam asked her to turn around so she could try it on. Dropping it over her head, he zipped it up. She was amazed at how well it fit! Turning from side to side she admired how the dress showed off her curvy shape without being revealing at all. Sleeveless with a modestly scooped neckline, it skimmed her body to end up a little past mid-thigh. Adam leaned down and slipped the black high heels on her feet. They made her long legs look even longer. He draped the string of pearls around her neck and fastened the pearl earrings onto her ears. Looking at herself in the mirror standing in front of his dark sophistication, Maria felt the most beautiful she’d ever felt in her life. Unfortunately standing so close to him enveloped by his pine male scent also made her well trained body start to moisten and prepare for his possession. Oh no! Turning to him, head lowered Maria asked, “Please Sir…may I wear underwear tonight?” Grabbing her shoulders and pushing her back so he could see her eyes, he quirked a brow, “Why Honey?” She looked down and whispered in shame, “When I am with you or Brett…my body automatically gets ready for you. As you know, it sometimes ends up seeping down my thighs. This skirt is so short, I am afraid that…” With these words she trailed off. Lifting her chin, he looked her in the eyes, “What Honey?” “That people will see me wet tonight. I don’t want to embarrass you.” “Well, you know the price if you want to wear underwear. You have to have my seed inside you all night in order to remind you who you belong to. Are you okay with these conditions?” Face red, Maria nodded. “Yes Sir.” “Okay, let’s get you out of this dress first so we don’t muss it.” Adam unzipped it and lifted it up over her head. “Go lie on the bed. I will be right there to join you.” Laying the dress carefully over the back of a chair, he approached the bed shrugging off his coat and unzipping his dress pants. She lay on the bed knees bent waiting for him. She looked decadent, naked except for pearl earrings and necklace and the very high black heels. Kneeling on the bed, Adam lifted her legs up resting her knees on his shoulders with her high black heels by his ears. Lining his penis up to her seeping slit, he looked down at her and said, “You are not allowed to come. I want as much of my seed in you as possible tonight so I don’t want you pushing it out with your contractions.” Having said this, he buried his cock halfway into her cunt with one thrust. Maria’s body responded to the pleasure/pain of his entry by releasing more moisture. Pulling back and thrusting in once more, Adam managed to bury himself balls deep. Setting up a driving rhythm with his balls slapping her on each pass, Adam soon came to climax emptying his hot seed within her. Maria passively accepted his fucking, head turned to the side. She didn’t come like he’d ordered. “Stay in this position.” He ordered pushing her legs up into the air. Walking over to the dresser, he pulled out a lacy pair of black panties with a cotton crotch. Pulling them over her shoe clad feet, he rolled them down her legs. “Lift your hips.” She complied. He pulled the panties up and over her saturated crotch. “Okay, now stand up so we can get your dress back on. She stood on wobbly legs holding her arms up for him to drop the dress over her head. As she stood, she felt the first rush of his cum start to trickle out onto the crotch of the panties. There was no doubt that she’d be wet all night! He zipped the dress and patted her on the rear. “Go comb your hair Honey. It is almost time to leave.” Maria hobbled into the bathroom and looked in the mirror. She looked relatively unscathed except for the high color on her cheeks. After combing her hair, she walked into the bedroom and allowed Adam to put the long black jacket on her that Brett had used the night before. Handing her a sequined black clutch, Adam led her out of the room.
As they rode the elevator down to the lobby, Adam pulled her to him and tucked her head under his chin. “I’m glad that I marked you with my cum Honey. Men are more like animals than we’d like to admit. We can sense when a woman has just been fucked and will think twice about invading another man’s territory. I don’t want any of those bastards thinking that they have any chance wi
th you.” As the elevator door opened, he pulled Maria’s hand to grasp his elbow and he walked her out to their limousine.
The party was held at the posh ballroom in one of the oldest hotels in town. After they’d checked their coats at the door, Adam led Maria into the reception area where they were serving pre-dinner cocktails. Maria took a glass of wine from a tray carried by a passing waiter. Adam ordered a dry martini from the waiter who returned with it promptly. As they sipped their drinks, Adam was hailed by a silver haired gentleman accompanied by a woman at least 30 years his junior. “Adam, my lad, who is this lovely young lady?” Adam wrapped his arm around Maria’s shoulders. “She is our new housekeeper. George Adams meet Maria Randall.” Maria offered her hand to the distinguished gentleman. “Nice to meet you sir.” As her took her hand he looked her up and down. “How did you manage to talk such a sweet young lady into joining you two confirmed bachelors in your boar’s nest?” Maria cast shy eyes up at him, “They advertised for a housekeeper, sir, and I answered their ad.” Adam squeezed her shoulder slightly while looking at his friend. “She is an artist. Working for us leaves her time to concentrate on her art in her free time.” “Ah, that makes sense. Are you planning to exhibit your art at any local galleries Miss Randall?” “I don’t know if they would take me sir. Right now I mostly paint for my own enjoyment. Adam and Brett have asked for a few pieces and I have gifted them to them.” Maria’s eyes showed quiet enjoyment at the men’s approval of her efforts. “Well, I hope it goes well for you honey. You couldn’t ask for nicer boys to work for.” Slapping Adam’s back he turned to address him. “So, when are you boys going to update that ranch. You sure can afford it.” Adam looked down at Maria and back at George. “We’ve decided to wait until I marry. We figure that my new wife might want to change things to her own taste.” “So, Brett doesn’t plan to marry?” George interrogated. “No, he seems to be on the confirmed bachelor route. He will, of course, always be welcome on the ranch no matter what.” Adam looked grave while imparting this information. Maria felt a bolt of fear at the thought of Adam marrying. What would happen to her if he decided to bring a wife into the equation? Looking at her, Adam wrapped up the conversation. “I doubt that I will be marrying any time soon. It is great to see you George. Miss…” He offered his hand to George’s date. Looking him up and down with over made up eyes, she offered her hand and smiled in a come hither fashion. “Brandy…Brandy Lee.” “Nice to meet you Miss Lee.” Adam shook her hand in an impersonal fashion. “Look us up later George. Maybe we can sit together at dinner.” Grasping Maria’s elbow he walked off with her in tow. As the cocktail party progressed, Adam introduced her to a few other acquaintances. All expressed surprise at his choice of date and many of the men looked her up and down with speculative eyes. Maria was glad for Adam’s protection. They were finally called in to dinner to Maria’s relief. They were seated at a large table with many other ranchers and their spouses or dates. Maria was relieved that George and Brandi were seated at another table. As Adam and Maria scooted into the booth to take their assigned seats, Adam tapped Maria’s thigh to indicate that he wanted her legs spread apart. Blushing slightly, Maria spread her legs as far as she could comfortably without drawing attention to herself. She could smell the sweet odor of their comingled juices wafting up from her saturated panties. Adam’s hand casually traced circles on her inner thigh pushing her skirt up higher and higher under the cover of the tablecloth. Maria’s breathing rate increased and the color on her cheeks heightened. Adam maintained polite conversation with all of their neighbors while tormenting her. He briefly removed his hand to cut up his steak and then returned it to her thigh to continue his torture. His finger tips brushed over the saturated fabric of her panties drawing a faint whimper from Maria. Looking at her, he withdrew his hand to cup her knee. He would occasionally squeeze the flesh right above her knee as he spoke zinging sensation to her over sensitized clit. Maria was afraid that she would come right in front of the whole table! After dessert, the Master of Ceremonies started an auction of donated items to raise money for their designated charity, The Fallen Soldiers Fund. This Fund benefited the wives and children of fallen veterans from the wars in the Middle East. Adam surprised her by bidding a sizeable sum on a week-long trip to Hawaii. His bid would have paid for at least ten such trips! Maria looked at him with surprise. He shrugged his shoulders and gathered her to his side. “How did you think we could afford you Honey? Our dad discovered oil on our land. Brett and I don’t need to ranch, we just enjoy it.” Maria’s eyes widened. Surprise, surprise!
After the auction, the master of ceremonies announced that there would be dancing in the Ballroom. Pulling Maria’s skirt down, Adam helped her out of the booth and led her towards the sounds of live music. Adam wrapped his arms around her and started dancing her around the room in a proficient manner. Noting her surprised look he smiled and started leading her towards the darker area on the edge of the room. “My mom insisted that I learn how to dance. She said it would make me irresistible to the ladies. I have to admit, she was right.” Saying this, he wrapped his arms around her and started rocking back and forth to a slow song. Turning her away from the prying eyes of the other dancers, Adam leaned his head forward to whisper in Maria’s ear. “I want to do an experiment Honey…don’t worry I will catch you.” With his lips touching Maria’s ear he breathed, “Come for me.” Maria found herself suddenly in the throes of a full body orgasm. Adam held her as she arched in his arms. Her contracting cunt pushed a huge amount of Adams earlier ejaculation out onto the already soaked crotch of her panties. Adam held her away from the prying eyes of the other dancers until she’d recovered her equilibrium. He stroked her back and whispered loving words of encouragement in her ear. “That was beautiful Honey. I feel so honored at your responsiveness.” Maria just rested her forehead against his shoulder. She was still incapable of speech blindly following his movements in the dance. Looking over Adam’s shoulder, Maria met a pair of familiar eyes. Oh no! Looking at her with a puzzled face, Paul Canta, a close friend of Samuel’s was looking her up and down as if to figure out where he’d seen her before. Maria quickly turned her head and nuzzled it into Adam’s chest. “Adam, do you think we could leave? I’m tired…” Adam looked down at her in concern and then smiled. “Of course Honey.” Let’s make our goodbyes and go. Taking her hand in his, he started shouldering his way to the exit. Unfortunately, his path took them right next to Paul. Maria shrunk into Adam’s side and avoided Paul’s eyes. He kept staring at them as they walked by…She noticed that he turned to talk to another familiar man at his side, Brock Larsen. Noting her interest in the men, Adams lips firmed as he pulled her more closely into his side. She almost had to run to keep up with his gait as he dragged her to the coat check area. Helping her into her coat, he turned to don his wool overcoat, wrapped his fingers around her upper arm and strode towards the exit. Maria had to skitter to keep up with his pace. Handing her into the limousine, Adam maintained a heavy silence until they got back to her bedroom. He motioned for her to sit on the bed while he sat next to her. Bending his head forward while pinching the bridge of his nose, he sighed heavily and asked. “How do you know Paul Canta?” “I don’t know what you mean…” She sputtered. “Don’t lie to me Honey. The body language between you two was obvious. What is your history. Was he another of your…clients?” Maria felt her back stiffen. “You know very well that you and Brett are my first placement with the agency.” Her indignation fueled her anger at his presumption. “How dare you judge me for what I may have done before I met you! It is none of your business.” Her eyes shot darts at him while her hands fisted at her sides. “I don’t have to stay here and be insulted.” She started to rise as if to leave the room. Adam’s hand pushed her back down. “You looked scared stiff of him Honey. What does he have on you?” Maria fell back down to sit on the bed and buried her face into her hands. “I can’t tell you. I don’t want my situation to affect you and Brett. In fact, I should probably pa
ck up when we get back to the ranch and leave. You don’t need my trouble on your doorstep.” Adam’s large hand lifted her chin. Steely grey eyes met tear stained velvet brown. “I don’t think you understand Honey. You are now ours, Brett’s and mine. That means your trouble is our trouble. You don’t keep your problems to yourself…you allow us to help you. You need to tell me what is going on and start from the beginning.” Maria started to tell her story in a halting voice, describing the scene she’d walked in upon necessitating her flight from all she had ever known. She also told him of her months on the run just a few steps ahead of Samuel’s goons. Warming up, she explained how she’d gotten in touch with Discrete Assignments in an attempt to disappear. “It worked really well too until I saw Paul tonight. He is one of Samuel’s best friends. I totally forgot that he owns a ranch in this part of Montana. I should have never gone to that party tonight. Oh, what am I going to do?” With these frantic words, Maria jumped up and started pacing back and forth in the hotel room wringing her hands. Adam caught one of her hands and pulled her to stand in front of him. “Don’t worry Honey, Brett and I know some folks who can help us with this problem. Brett went to college with the regional head of the FBI. I imagine he can contact Bill and see what we can do to remedy this situation.” Pulling her towards him, Adam gave her a serious look. “I am more concerned right now that you have been keeping this from us. How dare you deprive us of the opportunity to take care of you? You could have been hurt and we wouldn’t have been able to do anything about it.” Rubbing his hand over his face, he turned to her with an implacable look in his eyes. “Keeping something this serious from us is definitely grounds for punishment. Come here Honey.” With these words, he pulled her to lie over his lap with her hands on the ground and her pert behind sticking up over his thighs. Sliding the black lame dress up to her waist, he pulled the cum soaked underwear down until it rested just above her knees. “I’m going to spank you until I think you’ve seen the error of your ways. Don’t try to cover your butt or I will add spanks to your pussy. Do you understand Maria?” His use of her first name in that ominous tone of voice sent shivers through Maria’s body. She knew he meant business. “Yes Sir.” She squeaked. Adam started by bringing his heavy palm down in a sharp slap to the middle of her butt cheeks. He then slowly started spanking first one than the other cheek until the warmth he created turn to pain. As the severity and speed of crashing slaps increased, Maria started to feel sobs rising up from her throat. Huge tears gathered in her eyes and ran down her cheeks to the floor below. Hitching sobs became louder. “I am so sorry Sir. I should have told you.” Adam stopped spanking her and rubbed some of the hurt away in her buttocks. Turning her over and gathering her on his lap, he cuddled her while she sobbed her remorse. “Please forgive me S…Sir. I was wrong in not trusting you.” Adam comforted her and helped her cry it out. “There is no reason for you to handle anything alone anymore Honey. You have Brett and me now. Do you understand?” Maria nodded with tears still running down her cheeks. “Speaking of Brett, you are going to have to make your apologies to him too. I want you to go stand in the corner with your skirt held up and your panties pulled down until he gets home. He may decide that my punishment was enough or he might need to take his own.” Pushing her to her feet, he pointed to the corner. Maria shuffled over to it in her high heels with her panties at her ankles, hobbling her movements. Once she was in the corner, she stood with her legs apart and pulled the skirt up to reveal her bright red punished ass. Silent sobs still shook her shoulders as she maintained the humiliating exposure. Adam picked up his phone and called Brett. “You need to get back to the hotel as quickly as possible, man. We’ve got a situation here.” While waiting for Brett, Adam ignored Maria sniffling in the corner and turned on the TV.