by Jax Lusty
Innocent Immigrant
Ménage Marriage
Colonial New Zealand Romance
Book 3
By Jax Lusty
© May 2015, Jax Lusty
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CHAPTER 1
CHAPTER 2
CHAPTER 3
CHAPTER 4
CHAPTER 5
CHAPTER 6
CHAPTER 7
CHAPTER 8
CHAPTER 9
CHAPTER 10
CHAPTER 11
EPILOGUE
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This story is set in Colonial New Zealand and uses British spelling for some common words.
In accordance with the rules of Māori language, the plural suffix -s has not been added when a Māori word is used in a plural context.
CHAPTER 1
Book 3 Innocent Immigrant, Ménage Marriage
If you haven’t read the first books of the series you can get them here.
ARI
It was dusk, and the soft orange light filled Griff’s bedroom. Katie’s steps along the hall had been short and hesitant making me wish she was looking forward to the act more than it appeared. But I took it as a challenge to change her views and give her the pleasure she couldn’t possibly yet imagine. Hopefully in the coming days she would lose her apprehension and bring more enthusiasm to the bedroom.
She glanced at the open window, the curtain billowing in the soft breeze. “Someone might see us,” she said.
“And what a beautiful sight they will enjoy,” I countered.
Her eyes widened in alarm.
“There is nobody about, Katie. In any case, the dogs will bark if anyone comes onto the property. Forget about the window, sweetheart and concern yourself only with what we’re about to do.”
“I believe I’m more than filled enough with concern about what we’re about to do.” Katie grimaced.
As was usual in these situations, I allowed Griff to take the lead. He took hold of her chin and dipped his head down to take a kiss. His gentle nibbling on her lips and the rough catch of her breath had my cock filling in no time. Griff pulled away from her mouth and gave me a nod before moving back in. This time, I saw his thumb press on her chin, opening her mouth, and his tongue slipped inside.
That was enough for me. I moved behind her and took the few pins from her hair that kept it away from her face. The scent from the flowers threaded in her veil lingered in her hair, mingling with the lemon and herbs Maraea liked to use as a rinse. I’d heard her telling Katie the special concoction would bring out the gold highlights and make them shine.
I twisted her hair in a knot beneath my fist, lifted it and place my mouth to the back of her slender neck. She tasted heavenly and sounded even better when a muffled cry escaped her.
Now it was time to overwhelm her. I stepped back and slipped free the buttons on the back of her dress. Her shoulders tightened, lifting as if trying to prevent me undressing her.
“Let him,” Griff whispered to her. “We’ll all be naked soon.”
I moved quickly now, not wanting to give Katie time to protest or think too much. In no time, I had the dress unbuttoned to her waist, and I slipped it from her shoulders, tugging it from her grip as she tried to prevent it falling to the floor. I placed her hands on Griff’s shoulders, and as he continued to kiss her, I crouched, lifting each of her feet, freeing her completely from her garments.
Now she stood in her chemise and knickers, and I saw her shiver briefly.
“Cold?” I asked, rubbing a thumb along her upper arm.
“No,” she mumbled into Griff’s mouth. She may have been innocent and shy, but it certainly appeared she couldn’t get enough of kissing her new husband.
The strap of her chemise fell slightly from one shoulder, and I shifted it further, placing a line of kisses where it had been, finishing in a trail up her neck. This time she moved into me, bringing a smile to my lips. Responding already; we couldn’t ask for more.
Griff pulled away, taking the chemise in one quick move over her head. Her hands flew up to cover her exposed breasts, and I caught them, taking them to the small of her back.
“Don’t cover yourself, you naughty girl,” Griff said in a low voice. “Come now, onto the bed.”
I wanted to see her face, taste her lips but knew there would be plenty of time for that. Griff was undressing as I held her, and I was desirous to see the state of him. All the while, I expect Katie was probably equally anxious to not see him naked at all.
With my free hand, I undid the tie on her drawers, and they fell to the ground.
“Please...” She looked at them as if they were a precious thing about to be stolen away.
Griff took her back from me, ducking his head to her breasts. They were small with tight rose pink nipples, her skin so pale as to almost appear translucent. I don’t think I’d seen anything more pretty in my life. When Griff put his mouth to them, her hands gripped his head. The tension in her forearms suggested first she was trying to push him away, then, with a gasp, she pulled him harder to her.
I couldn’t get out of my clothes fast enough, and I discarded them, not caring how they lay about the floor. I went to the bed and pulled the covers back so that only the linen covering the mattress remained. There would be no hiding beneath the covers for Katie tonight.
I propped up the pillows and sat back against them, my knees spread, my hand comforting my cock which stood hard against my belly.
Griff turned Katie towards me, and I noticed she looked everywhere except at my nakedness. Her cheeks were flushed, her lips swollen from Griff’s mouth.
“Go to Ari.” He gave her a little nudge and with tentative steps she reached the side of the bed. I stretched out my hand and took hers. It was warm, damp with perspiration and beautifully soft.
“Onto the bed, sweetheart,” I said.
She crawled alongside me, seeming uncertain how to lie, and I pulled her in against my side, turning her face to claim her mouth. Like Griff, I started gently but it seemed she had liked the taste of kissing she’d already had, and immediately the tip of her little tongue poked at my lips. I opened my mouth and let her explore inside. Soon her breath came in harsh gasps, and our tongues crossed as I stroked in and out of her. The bed dipped when Griff climbed on behind her, and she jumped in my arms as he ran a hand up her calves.
“Are you frightened, Kat
ie?” he asked.
I knew he enjoyed that; a little bit of tension and fear always brought his passion to the fore.
She broke the kiss. “Yes,” she whispered.
“Tell me what you’re frightened of.”
“Everything.”
“More specific, sweetheart. If I don’t know what scares you, I can’t make it better.”
She hesitated before she answered. “I don’t know what to do...”
“And you have no idea how much that pleases us. Your first time, you’re not expected to know anything at all, and from that moment on, you’ll learn. Are you scared that when I fuck you it will hurt?”
Katie stiffened though I’m not sure whether that was from Griff’s language or the idea of pain.
We both waited, but she remained quiet.
“Answer Griff, Katie.”
“I’m scared it will hurt, and I’ll disappoint you.”
“Oh, Katie, you could never disappoint us.”
Griff was lying behind her so that now she was bracketed by us. “Had you seen a cock before you watched Ari and I the other night?”
At the reminder of what she’d witnessed her fair face darkened in a delightful flush. She shook her head in response.
“Let’s have a look at Ari, then, shall we? We can take our time.” He took hold of her wrist drawing her limp hand to my rigid cock, placing it around the shaft.
Just the feel of her tentative touch made my hips jerk, causing her to extend her fingers and flatten her palm so that she was in little danger of taking hold of it. She looked at me with questioning eyes.
“Go on,” I told her, my voice breaking.
“Touch him, sweetheart, you can’t break him,” Griff added.
This time she ran the tips of her fingers from the base to the head, tracing the protruding vein. It was all I could do not to moan when she ran one finger lightly around the tip, smearing across the head the essence that already leaked there.
“It’s wet...Why is it wet?” she asked.
“That’s pre-cum that leaks out when a man is ready to fuck. It helps with making entering your cunny a little easier. When a man has done his job properly, your channel will be lovely and slippery with your own lubrication. Between a ready cock and a willing, swollen pussy, fucking is an equal delight and a relief to both partners.”
She seemed fascinated and continued running her finger round and round the head in a most agonising manner.
“Give me your hand, and let me show you what Ari really enjoys.” Griff took her hand, wiping the palm over the head of my cock then wrapped her fingers firmly around the shaft, showing her how to stroke me. This time I couldn’t help it as my hips lifted, forcing my cock through her tight fist as a groan rumbled from deep within me. I felt the moment when she tried to open her hand and pull from Griff’s grasp.
“Did I hurt you?”
Good heavens, the innocence of her was intoxicating.
“No, Katie, but if you keep doing that I’m going to come, and I don’t want to do that until I’m inside you.”
She fell silent again, her hand still moving beneath Griff’s mischievous grip.
“Griff, you have to stop,” I warned.
He winked at me and took Katie’s hand away. “Ari loves having his balls played with, too, but I don’t think we’ll torture him any longer.”
I released my breath and at the same time relaxed my body. If Katie looked at me wide-eyed one more time, I believe I would have erupted.
“So, Katie, when a cock is lovely and hard like that it generally means a man wants a fuck, and more importantly, he’s searching for the end result which is an orgasm, coming, ejaculating, whatever you want to call it. I think we should let Katie stroke you off, Ari, give her a demonstration. What do you think?”
“I think you know my answer to that.”
“You see, my darling,” he nipped her ear, “Ari wants to come in your lovely, tight cunny...And so do I. It’s time to get you ready.”
I lifted Katie so that she lay on her back across the length of me. My knees were still bent, encasing her hips, allowing her to keep her thighs modestly pressed together. Looking down her body, I could see her small breasts, the nipples tight and peaked. The way her stomach smoothly dipped, the skin so pale, was like gazing over a gentle landscape hewed from marble. The hair between her legs was a shade darker than that on her head, with a light curl. I ran my hand softly down her sides, across the ripple of her ribs and back up to her breasts.
Griff had moved to the foot of the bed where he knelt up, his erection proud and hungry. “I’m going to make you ready for me now, Katie, so that when I take you for the first time, it will be because you beg me to fuck you.”
CHAPTER 2
GRIFF
Despite my teasing of Ari, I was about ready to explode myself. I knelt on the bed at her feet, running my hands up and down her calves making her accustomed to my touch. Ari’s hands had moved to her breasts, and he gently swept them up from her ribs, stopping every so often to play with her nipples. Her breath was shallow, and she remained quite tense as we played with her.
I imagined it was torture for Ari having her lying across his cock, wriggling every so often. I grinned at him; things were about to become much worse for his desire to remain in control, and he knew it.
I took a firm hold of Katie’s calves and lifted her legs over Ari’s thighs to finally expose her pretty virgin cunt to my full view. Her muscles tightened as she tried to draw them back together, but Ari was far too strong for her. I knew I could trust him to keep her open and calm. I trailed kisses up the inside of her soft thighs, inhaling her beautiful scent that suggested she was already aroused despite her trepidation.
I parted her nether lips and took a moment to look before gently licking her with my tongue.
She jerked beneath my touch. “What are you doing?”
“He’s tasting you, sweetheart, and he’s going to make you feel very good. Stay with me here, give me a kiss.”
I tilted my head and watched Ari take her mouth, his hands playing with her nipples, giving them gentle squeezes I knew would soon become more intense; a longer hold, a tighter pinch. He was a master at knowing how much a woman could take.
I went back to gentle licking, all the way from her virgin hole to her clit already protruding like a beautiful pearl from the shelter of its cowl. I spent some time nursing on her sweet cunt, awaiting the moment her involuntary movements would suggest the ways she’d like to be touched. Ari coaxed her along until her rapid breathing was interspersed with her soft moans.
I lifted off her, holding her open to see the result of my ministrations, and there at the entrance of her tight little cunt was the glistening wash of her arousal. I dipped my finger inside her, just to the first knuckle, withdrawing to reach up for Ari’s mouth.
“Taste her, she’s exquisite.”
Ari latched onto my finger with the greed he usually saved for my cock. He ran his tongue down the length, pulling his lips tight over the knuckles, then pushed his head down, mimicking the action he used when pleasuring me orally. My cock throbbed at the memory of the times he’d sucked me to completion with the skill of someone who enjoyed what he was doing.
He released my finger and pulled Katie in for a kiss. She’d be able to taste herself, just a hint because Ari would certainly taste different now.
I played with her cunt, circling her hard nub with my thumb and easing a finger all the way inside her again. She was predictably tight given her stature and virgin state, and I worried about causing her too much discomfort, so I pressed two fingers together and stretched her a little as I worked my fingers inside.
She whimpered and tensed, pulling her legs up.
“What’s wrong, darlin’?” Ari asked.
“Hurts,” she replied.
“You need to stay relaxed. Griff’s going to take it real slow, but you need to believe that and forget your concern.”
I kept my fin
gers still inside her and went back to nursing her clit with my mouth, making light flicks with my tongue until I felt a tell-tale spasm around my fingers and heard a low moan.
“Tell me what he’s doing?”
Fuck, Ari loved the details when he was doing the holding.
“I don’t know what’s happening,” Katie replied.
“He’s got his mouth on you. Is he sucking, and flicking with his tongue?”
“Uh-huh...Oh, please?”
She drove her hips into me with surprising strength, and her juices became copious making it an easy passage for my fingers, in and out of her. The walls of her cunny were swollen, becoming ready for my cock. I kept at it, knowing she would come if she could simply let go. In my mind, I begged Ari to continue encouraging her, and he didn’t let me down.
“Please, what, Katie? Tell us what you want so that Griff can do it for you.”
She went quite still. “Just what he’s doing,” she whispered. “I like that.”
“Don’t let that feeling get away from you, sweetheart. You concentrate on that, and you’re going to come real soon.”
Ari was right, she was close to coming, and I don’t know how he kept in control once she started bucking her hips in a wild fashion because she must have been rubbing all over his cock. I sucked her clit deep inside my mouth and gently closed my teeth around it. She groaned, raising her hips high to escape me. When I let go, she dropped back, and I could see Ari’s cock poking between her thighs. I was tempted to take hold of it and rub it along her cleft, see if her instinct would leap to the fore so that she’d try to take it inside her.
I slid my head down to her hole and ran my tongue from there, backwards so that the tip contacted the head of Ari’s cock. Swirling my tongue around the head and making small jabs into its slit, tasting his essence, drew a long curse from him. I let Ari’s curse ride rather than correct him. There were moments during sex when my need to dominate and control drove me to take charge, to punish when necessary. Other times, I liked a bit of fun. There was no need to frighten Katie when she’d already done enough to frighten herself with her imaginings of what we were about to do.