Earning Respect

by Blair

  “What have we here?” a voice called out as Qary’s cock slipped out of her. Qary lay down on the bed, his limp prick smelling of their sex near her face. It looked lovely. Tiredly, she realized that Claude had come into the room. She felt his hands on her ass and her thighs. She started to protest when his fingers slipped inside her dripping cunt. “I see you finished your chores and are now wet and slippery,” he sighed.

  Margot looked at Monique and saw a fire in her eyes. “She needs another cock, Claude,” she said.

  With Claude’s fingers still inside her, they rolled her off Monique and onto her back. She moaned softly as Claude’s lifted her legs back to her head and slipped his cock into her cunt. It didn’t fill her like Qary’s had, but it touched new places in her. He fucked her in long and steady strokes as Monique caressed her breasts.

  Qary covered her mouth with his and put his tongue in her mouth. His hand touched her raised leg, sliding down it toward her ass.

  Monique moved close to Qary. He lay back and Margot saw Monique take his limp cock in her hand. She stuck out her tongue caressed it with long, languid licks. “Umm, you two taste so fine together,” she said. Margot saw the prick twitch gently in her hand and she took it her mouth.

  Claude laughed. “Suck him good, sweetheart and soon he will do you some good.” He dropped one of Margot’s legs and straddled it, holding the other leg straight up. The new position let him drive his cock deeper.

  Margot reached around Claude and took his balls in her fingers. “Cum in me Claude,” she moaned. “Fill me.”

  Inspired by her words, he fucked her harder, rocking the bed. She let go of his balls and licked his musky sweat from her fingers.

  “I need you,” Monique, whispered hoarsely next to her, and Margot saw Qary push her on her back and bury his face between her legs. Her fingers tangled in his hair, pulling his face against her.

  Claude laughed. “That is a beautiful sight,” he said. He ran his fingers over the lips of her cunt. “This is beautiful as well. And tight and wet.” His breath shortened. “And about to get wetter.” He slid out of her, then getting off her leg, he opened her wide. Tucking her legs under his arms, he thrust deep. His hands grabbed her buttocks as he pulled himself hard against her. He thrust a few more times and she felt him cumming. “Ah yes!” he moaned as he filled her.

  When he finished, she lay in Claude’s arms while they watched Qary take Monique from behind, his hands busy with her clitoris while his prick pounded her cunt. She came with a loud cry that took Qary over the top, and Monique made sure they all knew how good his spunk felt inside her.

  When they had rested, she looked over at Qary. “Qary, I came here to ask you something and somehow didn’t get to it.”

  He looked puzzled. “This wasn’t what you came for?”

  She laughed. It must have looked like she came to get laid. Well, in part, she had. “That was the personal reason. The official reason was to ask if you needed parts for the motor you were working on.”

  He smiled. “No. It’s all fixed.”

  “One other thing. Can you give me a ride to the office in the golf cart? I don’t think I can walk that far.”

  Chapter Eleven

  She came home to find Jake sound asleep, tangled in damp sheets. The room smelled of perfume and come and sweat. She laughed thinking that he must have a good story to tell. She showered quietly, wishing she had a deep tub to soak in. She wrapped herself in a fresh sarong and went to the kitchen. She was starving. She poured a double scotch to drink while she fixed some food. It was two in the afternoon, now and breakfast was an eternity away. An eternity, two new and different cocks and a pussy away, she chuckled to herself.

  Eating on the veranda took off her sarong and enjoyed the warm sun. When she finished eating, she took her dishes in a refilled her drink and took it back out to her sunshine. She lay in the lounge chair reviewing what had happened and how she felt about it. She was delighted to find that she felt no twinges of guilt. That was amazing. She had been fucked by two men and a woman when she had intended to fuck one man. It had all been good sport.

  What she experienced with Jake and what she felt sure she would with Nichole or Harry, was so much more than that. It was reaching for and trying to give pleasure. “Trust your body,” Jake told her, and her body said that the tingle she got from Nichole’s kiss, or seeing Harry fuck Rhonda, was more exciting that Claude and Qary fucking her. Jake’s cock in her was electric. She sighed happily. It seemed that Jake was right about her. She could be more adventurous than she imagined.

  She lay there, thinking though the afternoon, feeling her body recover as she rested. She tried listening to her body closer. What nuances of feeling predicted or measured pleasure - real orgasmic pleasure? Clearly, she was learning that her body could tell the difference between attractive sexual partners and those that would light her on fire.

  Toward evening, she fixed a drink and wondered about making dinner.

  She looked in on Jake. He laid on his back, his limp cock long against his leg. She considered taking it in her mouth. It certainly looked delicious, but she had just done that and didn’t want to become too predictable just when she was finding a little freedom. She wondered how long she should let him sleep. Should she even wake him at all?

  She decided to make dinner and then wake him. He probably hadn’t eaten. Well, not any food, she chuckled. She made up a stir fry that filled the house with nice odours. When it was ready, she put two bowls on a tray, fixed two drinks and carried it in, leaving her sarong on the veranda.

  Jake stirred when she got into bed with the tray. She propped pillows up against the headboard and sat against them. She shook him gently and he opened an eye.

  “Time for dinner,” she said.

  “Dinner? I was just napping.”

  She laughed. “For the last four hours that I know of. You must have had a great time.”

  “Oh, well...”

  “Eat first,” she said.

  He was famished and wolfed the food down, then they sat together and she hooked her bare leg over his. She clicked her glass against his. “Here is to experimentation,” she said. “Now, I want to know about an adventure that starts with ‘oh well’.”

  He gave her an embarrassed grin. “Yeah, well my part went a bit overboard. I didn’t intend anything of the kind, but I got caught up in it.”

  “I know about getting caught up,” she told him.

  He gave her a curious look.

  “Tell the story.” She grabbed his limp cock. “Tell me of his adventures.”

  “After you left, Trina and I had a lovely sixty nine on the lounge chair,” he said. “She tasted sweet. Your coffee got cold so we had some drinks and came back out for a nice cowboy fuck. It was such a lovely day and having her ride me was great. She really got off. I hadn’t cum yet, so we went to the bedroom and I banged her hard. Afterward, she went to clean up and someone knocked on the door.” He laughed. “That made twice the number of visitors we’ve had since I got here. I put on a sarong and answered it. Turns out Trina’s roommate Connie had the same idea about dropping in for a farewell fuck. I didn’t want to be rude or shoo her away with some lie, so I just told her that Trina was there, but Trina came out naked and invited her to join us.”

  She laughed. “So you had to satisfy two horny women? That’s my man.”

  “Well they did a lot with each other, to be honest. My cock would be rubbed raw if Connie hadn’t had some toys in her handbag that they knew how to use for mutual satisfaction. But it was definitely an exhausting experience.”

  “So they fucked and sucked you and each other the whole time and wore you out.”

  He grinned. “Yeah, with the addition that around one, Billie showed up. She knows you can’t hear anyone knock on the door from back here, so she came in and told the gir
ls that if they didn’t get their bags to the airstrip in about twenty minutes they’d be walking home. The girls were doing each other at the time, I was just fingering asses and pussy from time to time to move things along. So they finished and left.”

  “Billie watched that whole time?”

  “Until they left. Then she decided she needed Mr Muscle.”

  “Did you do her any good?”

  “She comes pretty easy with stimulation of her clit, so I got her off before she even got a rise out of me. When she did get me hard, I managed to put a little gooey love in her tight little ass. It was a pleasure to service her.” He wrapped his arm around Margot and kissed her softly.

  His hand found her pussy and she opened her legs to his touch, thankful that most of the puffiness and soreness had gone away.

  “Now you must tell what adventures this pussy has seen. Who and what gave and received pleasure from this wonderful body? Tell wondrous tales of the cock or pussy that has tasted you or been tasted by you.”

  Feeling a warm glow, she laughed and sank against him. She put her hand between his legs and rubbed his thigh as she told him about her day, including the results of her thinking.

  “That is pretty amazing,” he said. “You are amazing. And you said you felt no guilt.”

  “How could I when I knew you wanted me to do it?”

  He smiled. “That is the attitude I wanted to hear. So Monique is sexy?”

  She nodded. His cock had stiffened a little as they talked, but still drooped. She hefted it sadly. “Seems that my little story didn’t turn you on, though.”

  He laughed. “My dear, after my exercise, that is turned on. A man has limits and I overdid. Even if you got it stiffer than stiff, I couldn’t possible do sexual justice to the love I feel for you right now, Margot. I propose that we go to sleep wrapped in each other’s arms with this promise: If you wake in the night and find a stiff cock next to you, wake me and we will take advantage of each other. If I awake, I will give you a pleasant middle of the night arousal.”

  “Deal,” she said, thankful to hear again that it was the result of his adventures and not what she had done with Claude and Qary that cooled his jets.

  She felt into a sound sleep, undisturbed until she woke to the touch of his tongue inside her pussy. The room was lit only by faint moonlight. She sighed as he ignited her fire with his tongue, lips and fingers. He rolled her on her stomach, where her face pressed into the sheets and, as he ate her, she smelled the perfumes and body odours of the three women he had fucked there that day. When she was wet and slippery with desire, he knelt behind her and slid his cock gently, lovingly into her.

  As he began fucking her, she could imagine the sexual scenes he had described. One in particular gave her a huge tingle of excitement. She was overcome with the image his huge cock spreading open Billie’s little ass.

  “Jake,” she cried hoarsely, as he fucked her, “I am thinking of you fucking Billie in the ass. I was picturing it and it excited me incredibly. Can you take me the same way you did her? I want to feel what she did.”

  “As you wish, my love.” He slowly pulled out of her pussy and pushed her to the wall so that she knelt facing it. She heard him fumble on the nightstand. Margot felt his hand pressing cold lubricant into her with a thick finger. “When I started to fuck her ass with my finger, she told me it had been a long time since she had done that. That only very special people deserved putting anything in her ass.”

  “I understand what she meant,” Margot gasped as he worked a second finger inside her and pushed them knuckle deep.

  “I didn’t know what to say, and the first things that came to mind were “thank you Billie’ and “I hope it is good for you, special.’ and she sighed. Then, as I stretched her ass out a bit, so it wouldn’t hurt her too much, she reached back for my cock.”

  “Like this?” she asked, her finger circling the shaft.

  “Yes, except that her hand didn’t make it all the way around. I looked down at that tiny hand, my fingers in that tiny orifice and knew this would be different. She was squirming on my fingers by then, like you are now, trying to get more of them inside.”

  It was true, she thought. Her face pressed against the cool wall, she was pushing her ass back onto his fingers. She hadn’t done it on purpose; it was a reflex.

  He took her hand from his cock moved closer to her. She leaned her head straight back. She felt vulnerable, she decided.

  “Billie wanted to fuck my cock with her ass, rather than the other way around. I had done that before when a girl was riding me, but not like this.”

  “So she wanted you to stay still while she moved back onto you?”

  “She grabbed my prick and guided it into her as she moved back slowly. I sat on my heels and watched.”

  Margot took his cock in her hands. He held her cheeks apart as she sat back. She guided his cock to her vulva and rubbed it there for a moment as she felt him smear more lubricant on her anus. Then she moved the tip to his target. My asshole, she thought. Momma I not only let a man fuck my ass, I did it with two men. Now I am going to fuck my man’s cock with my ass. What a backward way to be forward. She could see Billie doing what she was doing now as she rubbed the throbbing cock back and forth and in a circle until she worked it inside. It felt huge. Hell, it was huge. She braced herself to begin taking it in her slowly when he ran a finger up her spine that thrilled her. Her pussy burned.

  She felt Jake’s finger in her pussy. She sucked in a breath. “Brace yourself Mister Muscle,” she said thinking of Billie’s pet name for him, and she leaned into him. His cock tore at her insides as she put all her strength into impaling herself on his shaft. She heard a sound and realized it was a cry she had made. When her ass slammed against him, she realized that she had done it, taken the full length of his hard prick inside her ass. She lifted up and did it again. It burned but she took it more easily this time. The next time the burn felt almost pleasurable. His fingers were in her pussy and she arched her back each time she filled herself with his cock.

  She felt her body responding to the pleasure of his touch, building up and then she was crying out as she came, still thrashing between the wall and her man on the monorail between his legs.

  Her legs began to cramp from the unusual exercise. Just when she thought she would have to move, to tell him to use her some other way, he was doing that. With his cock deep in her ass, he spun them both around, putting her on her hands and knees and squatting above her. He held her around the waist and fucked into her.

  “Oh God,” Margot moaned. “The next time you fuck her ass, I want to watch. I want to lick your balls while your cock is in her. I want to hold them in my hand when you come.” He cried out, and shot his come in her and they fell forward. He lay across her breathing hard and she felt his pulse race and how his cock softened as it dribbled its last drops on her. Then they fell into a deep sleep.

  Chapter Twelve

  “You don’t have any plans for tomorrow night do you?” Jake asked.

  “Sucking, fucking, the usual. Unless I decide to fly to Paris for an orgy. Why?”

  “Because I got a message from Harry.”

  She tingled just hearing his name and flushed when she noticed Jake watching her reaction. He laughed. “You remember Harry - the guy you want to fuck your sweet ass. He gets back tomorrow, but he wants us to meet him for drinks in the evening to meet his wife.”

  She sat up. “Harry is married?”

  “Apparently. A woman named Sheila. He sent the email saying he would like the four of us to get together.

  She frowned. “I wonder what this means. Another of Nichole’s tests?”

  “Or a nice social get together, or some of both. Why should anything be clear cut? Everything that happens right now is probably part of the changes going on with us, with this place. T
he question is, are you up for it? I admit to being curious about the woman who is his wife.”

  “There is that. My only concern is tied up in my lust for Harry that I have mentioned.”

  “Numerous times.”

  “And how that is changed by him having a wife.”

  “Or not.”

  “Right. Or not. After all, Nichole has a husband.”

  “You have a boyfriend.”

  “True enough. One who is a great cocksman, so I am lucky.”

  “Meanwhile, back to this invite. I need to reply.”

  “Then yes. It could be a very interesting evening.”

  “Seven o’clock, in the cooling of the evening, on the office veranda then.”

  Once the meeting had been arranged, the excitement turned into waiting. The time passed incredibly slowly. She went to the office and learned that Nichole knew Harry was married, and had been for some time, and that she was friends with Sheila, his wife. “I knew her before I knew Harry,” she said.

  Margot wandered somewhat aimlessly. Whenever she couldn’t think of some major work distraction that required her attention, she found herself slipping into a reverie about sex. Somehow, they all ended with Harry fucking her. Her ass got hot, and her pussy stayed wet.

  She even went so far as to talk about him with Rhonda. Rhonda wasn’t smart, but she was honest and open.

  “Was Harry as good a sex partner as it looked?” she asked.

  “You mean did I enjoy him fucking me a lot? Sure. He was hot. He pays attention to your pleasure buttons. I think he held back from coming until I was really worn to a frazzle.” Her hands rubbed her pussy as she remembered. “He really filled my ass up. That’s why it all overflowed onto my ass and legs when he came. That felt really hot, I have to say. It was too bad he had to leave then.” She smiled. “If you’re asking because he wants you,” she put her hand on Margot’s knee, “all I can say is your body will thank you for saying yes. Anytime, anywhere.” She frowned. “But I just heard that he is married.”