by TG Haynes
‘I promise it won’t bite,’ the princess said.
‘Go on, then,’ Nikki replied, giving in.
‘Excellent!’ Roxanna exclaimed. ‘Here, hold my drink for me, please.’
Roxanna handed her the glass of bubbly, then started to shed her clothes. Nikki watched, entranced, as her host undressed. The princess clearly looked after herself, as her body was toned and trim. Her breasts seemed bigger than Nikki remembered, or perhaps it was simply because it was the first time she had seen them naked. They looked so soft and inviting that she had to fight back the urge to reach out and touch them. Thankfully, the princess quickly covered them up as she eased herself into the basque. Roxanna then turned her back on her guest and asked her to fasten the clasps. As Nikki obliged, her fingers accidentally brushed against Roxanna’s flesh. It felt warm and tender. When the last hook was in place, Roxanna twisted around. Whereas the basque had looked about the right size for Nikki, it was clearly a fraction too small for Roxanna because her breasts threatened to spill out of the cups. This didn’t seem to perturb the princess in the slightest.
‘Well, what do you think?’
‘You look stunning,’ Nikki replied.
Not quite satisfied, Roxanna scoured the table once more. ‘What I really need is a pair of hold-ups to go with it. Ah, here we are.’
Roxanna rolled the black elasticated stockings on. The final effect was sensational. ‘D’you know what we need now?’
Nikki hardly dared to imagine. ‘No.’
‘An unbiased opinion.’ The princess padded across to a button on the wall and pressed it – to summon a member of staff, Nikki guessed, as Roxanna explained, ‘I have this silly test, you see. I like to show one of the boys the outfit and see if it has the desired effect.’
‘How do you mean?’
‘Whatever I’m wearing has 30 seconds to get the male seal of approval. If not, out it goes.’
‘Seal of approval?’
Roxanna grinned. ‘You’ll see what I mean.’
No sooner had she finished speaking than another of her servants, Greg, entered the room. Immediately, his eyes latched on to his boss and the tight-fitting basque that she was showing off.
‘Here goes,’ Roxanna said, then she began to count. ‘One, two, three …’ As she did so, she walked towards Greg in a well-practised, provocative, slinky manner. Greg never once took his eyes off his mistress. ‘Twelve, thirteen, fourteen …’ As she came within touching distance of him, Greg reached out towards her. Roxanna pulled away, out of reach. ‘Uh-uh. You should know the rules by now. Looksie, not touchsie.’ Fighting hard to control his desire, Greg breathed deeply. ‘Twenty-one, twenty-two, twenty-three …’ She cupped her breasts and thrust them up for him to admire. The top of her nipples peeped out. Greg shifted from one foot to another, slightly uncomfortably. ‘Twenty-eight, twenty-nine –’ she paused ‘– and thirty.’
As she finished counting, Roxanna draped herself against Greg’s left shoulder and reached down with her right hand. She took hold of the waistband of his shorts then lowered them to reveal his prick. The second it was released, it sprang out impressively. Roxanna looked at Nikki. ‘And there you have it. The seal of approval. It appears that this basque has exactly the effect I was hoping for. Thank you, Greg.’
‘You’re welcome, Your Highness,’ he replied.
He was just about to pull his shorts back up when he found himself accosted by Grace and Celine. Grace took hold of his hands and tied them behind his back with a length of cotton bondage rope, while Celine slipped a crimson satin blindfold over his eyes.
‘Now, Greg,’ Grace said, ‘we’re going to play a little guessing game. Roxanna, Celine, Nikki and I are going to take it in turns to touch you and you have to say which of us you think it is. Nod your head if you understand the rules.’
Greg inclined his head forward to indicate that he did so, and, satisfied with his response, Celine reached out towards his cock; but her hand never came into contact with its intended target, for Grace slapped it out of the way, playfully. The model then lifted her skirt and rubbed the cheeks of her bottom against Greg’s hard-on. Greg didn’t seem to be in any hurry to hazard a guess and allowed Grace to play with him in this manner for a considerable while until, after great deliberation, he said, ‘Would I be correct in thinking that’s Grace?’
Grace tutted. ‘Spoilsport.’
She stood up and slapped his chest playfully. Celine was about to take her turn, only Grace hadn’t quite finished. Before allowing her friend to replace her, Grace knelt down and gave Greg’s cock a quick kiss.
‘That’ll be Grace again,’ he said.
Grace pouted and pretended to sulk. ‘Aw, you’re no fun.’
As it seemed odds on that he expected Celine to touch him next, Roxanna decided to make life a bit more difficult for him. She ran a hand across his chest then down his taut, tight stomach, and brought it to a halt just as it came into contact with his pubic hair.
‘Er, I’m not certain, but I think that’s my regal employer,’ he guessed.
Roxanna gently patted his prick. ‘You’re very good at this game, aren’t you?’
‘I try my best, mistress.’
Though Nikki was finding the game quite fun, she had no intention of joining in – until, that is, Celine beckoned her over. Initially, she declined, but Celine was insistent. Somewhat hesitantly, Nikki approached Greg. With his cock pulsing and pointing straight towards her, it seemed the obvious part of his body to touch but instead, she cupped his balls in her left hand. They felt firm and tight. She squeezed them ever so gently, which caused his cock to twitch. It brushed against her wrist as it did so. The next moment, somehow, Nikki found her fingers wrapped around it.
Catching his breath, Greg said, ‘Ah, that’ll be Celine again.’
‘Wrong!’ Celine cried out gleefully.
As he had guessed incorrectly, Nikki started to wank him off with slow, languorous strokes.
His breathing became even shallower as he fought to master his self-control. ‘Er, Roxanna?’
‘No!’ Nikki cried, pumping his cock faster and faster.
A puzzled expression crossed his face and he gulped. ‘Nikki?’
‘About time!’ she exclaimed, letting go of him at last.
Finally, seizing her opportunity, Celine squatted on her haunches in front of Greg and took his prick between her breasts. She jiggled them around it for a few seconds, then, securing a firm hold in her cleavage, she began to milk it. Given the previous attention of the other girls, it was clear that Greg was on the verge of coming, for his cock had begun to ooze a faint stickiness from the tip which was already smearing over Celine’s tits. Before he had the chance to make his final guess, he came with a shudder, his cock showering Celine’s chest with come.
‘Naughty boy!’ she scolded, though she showed no sign of bringing the game to an end.
‘I’m guessing that’ll be Celine, then,’ he said.
To reward him for guessing correctly, she kissed the tip of his cock and lapped up the last drizzles of spunk. Grace removed the blindfold from Greg’s eyes. He looked down at Celine and grinned. Celine stood up, brushing against him as she did so. Rubbing her creamy breasts against his chest, she reached around his back, untied the restraint around his wrists, and then dismissed him.
‘Wild game!’ Nikki remarked.
‘I’m glad you enjoyed,’ Roxanna replied. ‘What did you think of the 30-second test?’
‘I liked it,’ Nikki said.
‘Do you think works on women too?’
‘What do you mean?’
‘Well,’ the princess said, ‘how are you feeling, Miss Foster? Would you say that you’re fully in control of your desires?’
As Roxanna approached her, Nikki backed away because, after playing with Greg, she had started to feel aroused. The game of cat and mouse soon ended when Nikki bumped into a table behind her. Gently, Roxanna used her body to pin Nikki against it. The prince
ss took hold of a shoulder strap of her guest’s dress and shrugged it off.
‘Trust me,’ Roxanna said.
Nikki nodded, too dumbstruck to reply.
‘If you want me to stop at any point,’ the princess added, ‘just say.’
‘It’s a deal,’ Nikki whispered.
The next second, Nikki felt the fingers of Roxanna’s right hand clasp the zip at the back of her dress and lower it. She wiggled from side to side, allowing the material to slither down her body until the garment sat around her waist. Slowly, Roxanna lowered it further, allowing Nikki every opportunity to stop her. Nikki tensed slightly, but permitted the princess to continue until she was able to step out of the dress. Roxanna gathered the dress up, tossed it aside, and then, delicately, she placed her hand on her playmate’s stomach. Nikki caught her breath and tried not to react as the elegant fingers glided down over her tingling flesh, only stopping when they made contact with her panties. Roxanna looked deep into her eyes, searching for her approval to continue. In them, she read a mixture of nervous excitement and mild trepidation. Tenderly, the princess pulled the material aside and brought her finger to rest against Nikki’s neatly trimmed pussy. Nikki gulped, but neither said nor did anything to prevent her host from taking matters further. Taking this as a green light, Roxanna pressed the tip of her right middle finger against Nikki’s clit.
Nikki flinched instinctively. ‘I’m sorry.’
‘Don’t be,’ Roxanna replied, placing her free hand on Nikki’s shoulder in an affectionate manner. She then removed her finger and raised it to her lips so that she could taste her guest. ‘Mmm,’ she murmured, ‘so you do approve.’
Nikki smiled nervously. ‘I guess so.’
The princess nuzzled into her and gave her a peck on the cheek. ‘As I said, I don’t want you to do anything that you don’t want to this weekend – I just want you to enjoy yourself, OK?’
‘OK,’ Nikki replied.
Unsure what to do next, Nikki found her attention distracted by Celine and Grace and what they were up to. Grace was now wearing a pilot’s cap, jacket, and the skimpiest pair of lacy, scarlet panties that Nikki had ever seen. Celine, on the other hand, having wiped herself down, had selected a rather sizeable, curvy dildo from the range on offer. As Grace leant over the table to examine one of the vibrators, she seemed blissfully unaware that Celine was poised behind her.
Roxanna wrapped her arm around Nikki’s shoulders. ‘It looks as if the girls are going to put on a bit of a show. Do you fancy watching? Knowing Grace and Celine, I think we might be in for a bit of a treat.’
Nikki, momentarily lost for words, just stared at the model and tennis player, transfixed. Roxanna broke the spell by taking hold of her arm and guiding her over to one of the sofas. As they sat down, Celine glanced across at them. She grinned and held an index finger up to her lips, silently begging them not to warn Grace what she was up to. Nikki and Roxanna said nothing and sat back to enjoy the show.
With a last-minute change of heart, Celine laid the dildo aside. She then took hold of Grace’s bottom in her hands. Grace gasped in delight and wiggled her hips provocatively. Celine ran her fingers around the model’s bottom, massaging both cheeks. Clearly revelling in the attention, Grace leant over the table and thrust her bum high in the air – and received a playful smack on it.
Nikki could only assume that the pair had been intimate before, because Grace seemed familiar with the gesture, taking it as a hint that she should slip out of her panties. As she did so, Celine grabbed the dildo again. She parted the cheeks of Grace’s bottom and exposed her pussy. Then, as her friend let out a low sigh of approval, she ran her fingers up and down the outer folds of Grace’s tender lips until they became slippery with excitement. She then touched the tip of the dildo against the moist flesh. Slowly, Celine eased the toy into her lover, inch by inch, until all six nestled inside Grace.
She drew the dildo back, then slid it forward, then back again. Grace moaned in approval. Celine handled the playful piece of plastic with great expertise, changing the angle ever so slightly as she slipped it in and out of Grace, to heighten the pleasure of the experience. As Grace writhed against the table, Nikki began to feel rather jealous of the young model and found her own pussy aching with longing. She wondered whether to risk touching herself. Glancing to her left, she saw that the princess was equally aroused, for Roxanna had tugged her panties aside and was fingering herself furiously.
Nikki was torn as to where to look. As Grace groaned again, she found her attention drawn to the dildo. She was hardly surprised to hear the gasps of joy escaping Grace’s lips, for Celine had begun to increase the tempo, working the toy in and out of her rhythmically. Nikki then glanced in Roxanna’s direction and watched her host pleasure herself. As she became more and more turned on, Nikki grew emboldened. Almost as if it had a life of its own, she found her right hand snaking out towards the princess.
Roxanna remained blissfully unaware of this until Nikki’s fingers came into contact with her clit. Although startled at first, when she realised what was going on, she looked very pleased that her newest guest had joined in at last, and moved her own fingers aside to allow clear access to her pussy.
Nikki was surprised at how wet the princess was already. In fact, she was fairly sure that Roxanna wasn’t far from coming. Grace beat the princess to it, for she let out a delighted squeal of satisfaction as Celine brought her to a climax. Then Celine slowed down to permit her friend to ride the dildo at her own speed and luxuriate in the sensation.
Grace’s orgasm had the effect of making Nikki feel hornier than ever. Without removing her fingers, she manoeuvred around on the sofa and sat on top of Roxanna, who looked up at her lustfully. As the princess began to writhe around, Nikki tore at the basque with her free hand and exposed her glorious breasts. She then pulled her into a tight embrace, desperate to feel her host’s wonderful flesh pressing tightly against her own.
The princess unhooked Nikki’s bra and, as their breasts rubbed together, Nikki sought out her lips and planted a kiss on them. As their tongues began to explore one another’s mouths, Nikki felt Roxanna’s thighs tighten and she came spectacularly, all over her fingers.
Nikki had never experienced anything quite like it before. It was as if her hand had somehow become a part of Roxanna, as the princess’ pussy pulsed against her fingertips. The sensation seemed to travel up her arm to meld with her own sense of pleasure. She stared down at her host in disbelief. She had no idea it was possible to feel so connected to a lover, to feel so in tune with their body. The emotion was so strong it scared her slightly. As if she was aware of what Nikki was experiencing, Roxanna reached up and stroked her cheek.
As the intensity of the moment gradually passed Nikki began to feel vaguely ashamed. Again, as if reading her mind, Roxanna said, ‘Don’t.’
‘What?’
‘Beat yourself up over it. It’s not a sin to enjoy yourself.’
‘I know,’ Nikki replied. Nevertheless, she felt a sudden urge to be alone so that she could gather her thoughts. She climbed off the princess and asked to be excused.
Before she left the room, Roxanna took Nikki by the hand and gave it a squeeze. ‘Nikki.’
‘Yes?’
‘That was lovely,’ Roxanna assured her.
Nikki gave her a shy smile. ‘Honestly?’
The princess nodded emphatically. ‘Sleep tight and I’ll see you in the morning.’
After kissing one another goodnight in a friendly, not erotic, manner, Nikki scampered from the room, leaving the other three girls to it.
Chapter Eight
Goodnight Kiss
Upon entering her room, Nikki felt the soft tropical breeze blowing through the balcony window. She took off her red dress, removed her bra, then threw on her thigh-length silk nightgown. She went outside and leant against the white stucco wall. The adobe brick was still warm from the sunshine that had heated it all day.
Much as she hated to
admit it, she was somewhat confused. A part of her felt guilty for having acted so intimately with another woman, while another part of her thrilled at how intense the experience in the Games Room had been. The more she considered it, the more she realised that the slight sensation of guilt wasn’t as negative as she’d first thought. It struck her that the feeling was more akin to what she had felt the first time she had touched herself experimentally when she was younger.
As she began to come to terms with her emotions, Nikki felt a pang of regret about leaving the party early. Maybe she had been a little hasty. A sudden burst of laughter from the room below didn’t help. All too clearly, she could picture what was going on downstairs in the Games Room. As she envisaged the scene, her passions were aroused once more. Catching an excited yell on the breeze, she half contemplated going back downstairs. The party still seemed to be in full swing. She made up her mind there and then that if events the following evening took a similar turn, she would definitely join in and not shy away a second time.
Making the best of a bad job, she decided to turn in for the night. Stepping back into the room, she jumped, startled, for she found Matt standing there.
‘Sorry,’ he apologised. ‘I didn’t mean to frighten you.’
‘It’s OK, I just didn’t hear you come in, that’s all.’
His genuine concern was obvious in his voice as he asked, ‘Are you all right?’
‘Why wouldn’t I be?’
‘I couldn’t help noticing that you didn’t stay long at the party.’
‘I know,’ she said, softly.
‘And you’re wishing you hadn’t left so soon?’
She hesitated before responding. ‘I’m not sure.’
A brief silence followed as they both mulled over the remark.
‘Goodnight, then,’ he said, and made his way over to the door.
Nikki hastened across the room in an attempt to beat him to it. Standing in his way, to prevent his exit, she said, ‘I noticed you were conspicuous by your absence.’