Authors: Nicola Six
The second floor of the house consisted of a long hallway that led to an open library at one end, they could see from the top of the stairs. Greg pulled her down the hall to look inside, where a few people were having drinks and talking. There was a large fireplace, floor to ceiling bookshelves, and thick oriental carpets covering shiny hardwood floors. They turned away and Perry appeared in the doorway of one of the bedrooms in the hallway. She smiled, leaning against the door frame and gestured for them to join her. Nicola's pulse quickened as they approached the room, and Perry, but she wasn't prepared for what was happening inside.
They stepped in and Perry closed the door behind them. On a king-sized bed at the side of the room were two other couples, undressing each other, kissing and fondling each other. Perry smiled over at them and turned her back to Greg. "Unzip me, would you please?"
He glanced at Nicola who nodded furiously.
Do what she says, whatever she says
, she thought.
This is her house, play by her rules
. He quickly unzipped the back of Perry's dress and she let it fall to her ankles. Nicola could hear Greg suck in a breath at the sight of her in only a thong and high heels, as she hadn't been wearing a bra or stockings. She turned and winked at Nicola and then slowly sank to her knees and unbuckled Greg's belt. She unzipped his pants and pulled them down to his ankles, along with his boxer briefs. Greg's cock was swiftly growing erect, and Perry ran her hand up and down his shaft, making him moan quietly.
She let go and stood. "I'm in the mood for a little sexual attention. Feel free to watch, and join in." She slipped off her panties, leaving the heels on, and walked toward the bed, where the others were now all naked, and waiting, still caressing each other everywhere. Like a queen, Perry lay back on the bed, stretching her arms out on either side. One man moved between her legs, pushing them open so he could go down on her. He pushed open her folds and began stroking her clit with his tongue, making her writhe and moan. Another man took one of her breasts in his mouth, licking and sucking as he used his hand to fondle her other breast while his partner slid down to take his hard cock in her mouth. Perry's head was flung back, her mouth open, and she was panting, and turned to watch as the woman beside her sucked and stroked her partner. His groans of pleasure only drove Perry more wild, but suddenly she stopped and pushed them all off of her. She sat up and stared at Greg, who was watching intently, as was Nicola. They couldn't rip their gaze away.
"Come join us," she called, her breasts still heaving with her excitement.
Nicola felt her hand give Greg's back a slight shove. He glanced back at her and she nodded, and he practically jogged over to Perry. The man who had been on her before rolled aside and grabbed one of the women, pushing her back onto the bed and thrusting his cock into her. Greg pulled his shirt over his head and went right for Perry, as Nicola watched, breathlessly. Perry knelt on the bed and pushed him onto his back, straddling him.
Nicola backed out of the room and practically sailed down the stairs.
As she approached the bar again, Jack seemed to sense her presence and he swiveled his chair around, a bemused expression on his handsome face.
Nicola darted over to him and perched on an adjacent bar stool. She looked around for her drink, which was now gone.
"How about some cold white wine?" Jack suggested. "You look like you're hot and bothered." He smiled at her, and she looked hungrily at his lips. She wanted to taste them again. The bartender set a glass of golden liquid in front of her and she picked it up and sipped gratefully. The chilled wine cooled and warmed her at the same time. She took anther sip and then set it down.
Jack took both of her hands in his and caressed them with is fingers. He ran one hand up her arm and down again, feeling her skin while his eyes studied her face. She leaned slightly to inhale his luscious scent. She wanted to bury her face in his thick neck and breathe him in.
"So," Jack murmured. "Is Greg losing his virginity as we speak?"
Nicola could only nod. Jack ran his hand up her arm again, stroking her skin lightly and then his hand slipped between the shoulder strap of her gown and slid along to the slope of her shoulder and back again to her neck. She involuntarily let her head fall back and he let out a soft growl as his hand slid over her neck and up along her jaw and around her head to grasp her long hair in his fist and pull her head up again. His face was inches from hers and she could feel his breath as he spoke. "Come upstairs with me."
Jack stood, standing over her. His eyes were dark and his expression commanded her to stand and follow him. He led her up the stairs and down the opposite hall from the one where Greg and Perry were...She didn't care what they were doing. She didn't even want to think about anything but Jack and what he was about to do to her. What he was already doing to her.
They stopped at the end of the hall before a large, heavy looking door. Jack seemed to think for a moment, his hand on the handle. Then he opened the door and pulled her inside of a cavernous bedroom that looked like it belonged in a castle. Nicola glanced around her, taking in the dark, heavy carpet and drapes, the massive four poster bed and burgundy canopy. A door to an en suite bathroom was on one side, and the door to a walk in closet that was slightly ajar was on anther. Jack slipped off his tuxedo jacket and tossed it on a heavy armchair in the corner of the room. He turned to look at Nicola again. She couldn't move when his eyes were on her like that, so intense, the color of the ocean, his dark lashes lowered as he moved closer, running his hands up her arms again, flicking the straps of her dress aside when they reached her shoulders. His palms ran flat along her back and paused when they reached the zipper in the back. She wanted him to unzip her but first his head inclined, slowly, and his lips touched hers. They pressed into her lips softly, and she felt as if she might faint. He moved his head to an angle and kissed her again, tasting her lips and sensually kissed them again, his tongue slipping inside of her mouth. She felt his chest heave and he pulled her body into his and kissed her more fervently, his hands now unzipping her gown and pushing it off of her and to the floor. She stepped out of it and he pulled her roughly into his body, grinding her against him. His cock was rock hard and she wrapped one leg around his waist and tried to pull him even closer, making him groan and grind his hips.
He swiftly pulled her other leg up and around him so that he was holding her off the ground and he turned and walked with her to the bed and tossed her onto it. She fell back into the pillows, trembling with excitement. He stared at her as he dropped his pants to the floor. His body was perfect. She hungrily took it all in again, his thick torso, the muscles in his well-built arms flexing as he pushed his black boxer briefs down over his perfect hips, revealing a dark trail of pubic hair leading to
oh god, there it was
, his huge, hard cock. He ran his hand up his shaft and half smiled at her as he kicked the boxers off his heel. "Is this what you want?"
She nodded, biting her lip. "Yes," she breathed.
He knelt on the bed and slid closer to her, leaning to kiss her again. Sparks were flying in front of her eyes, her need was so intense. Her clit throbbed. He raised his head. "You're going to have to wait."
Jack's tongue trailed down her neck to the swell of her breasts. He looked down at them. "You are so beautiful," he said, quietly, stroking her collar bone and running his hands back up to her hair. Then suddenly he placed them flat on either side of her and took one of her breasts into his mouth, sucking and flicking her nipple with his tongue more forcefully than before. She was caught off guard, having sank under his hypnotic spell, and pleasure zinged through her as he moved to the other breast to give it the same attention. His hands began to roam, everywhere, and he groaned with his own pleasure when his fingers sank deep into her hot pussy and felt how wet she was. "Oh god, Nicola," he groaned. "What are you doing to me?"
She reached her hand down and felt his shaft. It was even harder than before, and bigger, and it moved in her hand as he thrust his hips. She stroked up and down until he moaned and slid out of her reach and down until his head was inches from her throbbing pussy. He pushed her thighs apart, running his fingers down the inner flesh until they touched her pubic hair and pulled her lips apart and she gasped as he touched his tongue to her, running it along her petals lightly, tickling her and sending delicate waves of pleasure through her. She gasped and dug her hands into his thick hair as he began circling her clit with his tongue, slowly, and then with more pressure that made her cry out, sending him into a frenzy of desire, moaning as he flicked and sucked her clit, and ran his tongue everywhere, in slick patterns until the hot pleasure began to build and build, pushing and burning and then he slipped a finger inside of her and found that spot on her inner walls and pushed his finger against it, moving his finger in and out until she exploded into shuddering climax and heard herself cry out again and again.
Finally he moved up her body again and lay on his back, breathing heavily. She turned to look at him. Surely he wasn't done.
"What can I do for you?" She asked, still breathless.
Jack looked over at her. His eyelids lowered. He didn't smile. "I want you to have your way with me, and then I'm going to take over."
Nicola pushed herself upright, and looked over at his cock, still hard and waiting to be handled. She reached out and ran her fingers along the shaft. He stretched both of his long, muscled legs out and reached out one arm to pull her over to him. She positioned herself above him, with her knees on either side of his hips, and stared down at his gorgeous body. She couldn't believe her luck, having this to play with. His taught stomach rose and fell with his quickening breath as she slid down further and laced her fingers around his shaft. She moved her hands up and down a few times, and then on an upswing she placed the pads of her thumbs on the sensitive underside, just under the head, and massaged into the sweet spot, moving her thumbs in opposite directions. Jack sighed audibly, and began to writhe and moan with pleasure. She stopped before it seemed he was going to go over the edge, because she still wanted to taste him.
Sliding down even further, she allowed her long hair to trail over his torso as she positioned herself to take him in her mouth. He groaned as she ran her tongue along the underside of his shaft, tickling in circles where her thumbs had been before closing over the head and sucking, her tongue twirling in circles there as Jack groaned her name in a low growl,
"Nicola, oh god, Nicola..."
He grabbed her hair in his hands and tried to move her head up and down on his shaft but she resisted, and went slower, taunting his manhood with her tongue and playing with the intensity and speed until he thrashed beneath her and finally sat up, forcing her off of him.
"I can't take it anymore," he said, his voice low and breathy. "I need you. I need to be inside of you, now." Jack rolled over, giving her a view of his gorgeous ass, and opened the drawer of a night table. He smoothly retrieved a condom, tore open the package and slid it on before turning his attention back to Nicola. "Get on top. I want you to ride me."
Nicola felt a surge inside of her. She wanted that too, to ride that huge, beautiful cock. She ran her hands over his chest hungrily and then pushed him back onto the bed. His lips were parted and he licked them slowly as she straddled him again, stroking his cock and moving her knees forward until she was able to push the head of his cock into her pussy. She paused, watching his face, his expression so filled with desire and his hands on her hips, trying to pull her down onto him. Finally she slid down, feeling him fill her with his huge manhood, and she gasped at the sensation as he slid against her clit the whole way until he was deep inside of her. She arched her back and moved her hips to ride him, feeling his hips thrusting himself deeper inside of her. Feeling the slow burn of pleasure beginning to build again, she bounced faster, up and down his thick shaft, feeling him hit every nerve, in and out. Suddenly he pushed her off of him onto her back, and flipped over and slid back inside of her, thrusting in and out, and he leaned to kiss her as he did so. The intensity of pleasure, as she wrapped her legs around his hips to pull him deeper, and the intimacy of his kiss were too much and she moaned in his mouth and felt her body give in to a long, shuddering orgasm. Her spasms around his cock sent him over the edge and he bucked up into her and exploded, hips grinding against her and she took him in fully and his arms gripped her, pulling her close as he came.
They lay together silently for several minutes, her face buried in his neck, smelling his skin. His arms remained wrapped tightly around her body. Eventually she felt him reach to kiss the top of her head.
Then he released her.
Jack lay beside her, no longer touching her skin anywhere. She hardly dared to breathe, or steal a glance at him. Finally he rolled over and up, planting his feet on the floor. He reached his arms up to stretch, as if he had just woken up, and then strode away to the bathroom, closing the door behind him.
Confusion flooded her. What was she getting into? What was he thinking, how do these encounters end? And will there be just one, and then he's on to someone new? She supposed so, and that realization completely deflated her. She sighed and stood on weak legs. She hurried around the side of the bed and found her lingerie and yanked it on. She stepped into her dress, still in a pile on the floor, pulling it up and on and struggling to zip up the back herself. She slipped her feet into her shoes and stared over at the bathroom door, which was opening. Jack stood in the door frame and folded his arms.