DRIVE IN THE COUNTRY (Follow on from THE WATERFALL)
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(She’s given me permission to use her real name which is lucky;
calling her ‘X’ did cause confusion with the Miss X in the last
story!).
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A RIDE IN THE COUNTRY by SUSAN
My name is Susan. I’m 21. I’m slim, with long hair. For those that
want more details I have small and am told I’m very attractive to
beautiful. It depends on who is doing the telling.
After the mysterious encounter at the waterfall with the woman who I only
knew as ‘X’, I decided that I had to know more. My boyfriend felt the same.
We had never become involved in anything other than one to one meetings. Our
meeting with her had changed that. He was hungry for more, and while we were
both very confused over it, we both know enough to know we wanted to meet
her again.
The only clue I had was that she said she was staying in a nearby hotel. I
knew one of the maids there, a school friend. After talking with my
boyfriend it was agreed that I would go there alone, see what I could find
out. We also agreed on one other thing. That two-timing didn’t count
provided she was around. It was a difficult decision, but we both felt that
things were happening that were barely under our control. We promised to be
honest with each other, and that this was ‘time-out’.
She was easier to trace then I though. My friend, Anna knew of her straight
away. Her name was Xenia. She had been there a few days and was booked in
for at least two more weeks.
At the desk I asked to call her room and they put me through. She answered.
I suppose she was waiting for me. She didn’t seem surprised. I was told to
wait at the bar.
She appeared a few minutes later wearing a long flowing black dress, bare at
the back, low at the front. She looked like she had stepped out of the pages
of a magazine. She was tall and graceful; her smile sparkled. She walked up
to me and kissed my cheek.
“I thought you would come. Is your boyfriend with you?”
I shook my head.
“Never mind. I’m about to take a ride in the country, see an friend. I’m
sure he’d like you.” She
smile and touched my arm, “You will come won’t you?”
“I don’t know.”
She pouted her lips, then smiled again, “Please.”
I looked around the bar, sighed, “Ok, just for the ride.” I wanted to talk
to this woman, ask her things, and already she was treating me like I was
part of her plans. I felt uneasy. But I felt something else too. I felt a
sense of mystery. A sense of wonder. And most of all, whatever was about to
happen; I didn’t want to miss out on it.
We drove through the darkened countryside. She spoke little and not about
herself. I tried to ask questions but she managed to avoid answering them
with anything but the vaguest of answers. I couldn’t help liking her even
though I was angry that I wasn’t finding anything out. Finally we pulled in
through some heavy gates and drove up to a large country house. It was like
a mansion, set back in long dark and unseen gardens, just the darkened trees
showing against the midnight blue sky.
We parked and stepped out. She walked ahead but halfway towards the door she
spun round at me. “Now remember Sue,” she said, “You can watch, or you can
join in. It’s up to you. Do what you feel happy with.”
“I want to know what’s going to happen.”
She laughed, “And spoil the surprise?” She saw my worried face. “Nothing
will happen to you if you don’t want. I promise.”
What would you have done? Walked away I guess. Maybe I should have. But I
couldn’t believe she would do me harm. So throwing away all I had leaned in
my life, I followed her to the door.
A opened it as we stepped up. He was a butler, in his late forties. We
were asked in. He referred to Xenia as Miss Xenia. Well at least we were
expected.
We were shown into a large room with a huge fireplace and various dark wood
furnishing. It was the stuff that you see in period films. There was a very
large settee in the middle in front of which was a large fur rug. On the
settee sat a man, dressed in a three-piece suit. He looked about forty too.
He had that distinguished look about him, the sort that good living and lots
of money usually allows. He also was fairly attractive. I could see that at
16 I would have had a crush on someone that looked like this. He waved us
in. Took a long look at me.
I felt out of place. I was wearing blue jeans and a blouse.
He smiled, “Ah this is the treasure you were talking about.” I glanced
at Xenia but he went on, “Xenia told me she had met a delightful lady
who she had got into conversation with. She said she thought you broad
minded enough to come with her tonight.”
I shugged, “That depends.”
He nodded, “Naturally.”
We sat down and the butler brought us drinks. For a while we talked all
kinds of things, small talk mostly. Suddenly he simply looked at Xenia and
asked if she was ‘ready’. She said she was.
“Then kneel on the floor please.”
Xenia got up off her chair and walked over to the rug. Then she knelt down
and leaned forward until she was on all fours, sideways on to us. She
just stared ahead.
He nodded at the butler who then walked up and stood behind her. I gasped as
he undid his fly and pulled out his cock. It was large and thick, with a big
head on it. He simply knelt down behind her, lifted her dress up over her
hips and then pushed against her quickly. She gasped out loud as no doubt
his cock slipped straight in. I just sat there, mouth and eyes wide open.
He then proceeded to hold her by the hips and started to just fuck her, no
other word will do, that’s what he did. He slammed in to her again and
again. Her head lolled right back, her eyes tightly shut, her mouth open,
crying the sweetest cries.
The sat there and watched, sipping his brandy. “Do you object?” he asked
suddenly.
“No,” I said, “I don’t.”
He patted the settee next to himself, “Would you like to sit here?”
I wasn’t sure if I wanted to, but then on impulse got up and walked over.
Sitting down he put his arm around my shoulders. I sat there, watching. He
did the same for several minutes. Glancing down at his lap I could see his
cock was hard inside his trousers. Meanwhile on the rug Xenia was still
kneeling, with the butler thrusting long hard strokes into her from behind.
Her bottom shook each time his tummy and waist slammed into her. She seemed
quite content.
Suddenly the asked simply, “Would you mind if I undid my trousers?”
I couldn’t even look at him, “No.”
With his free hand he unbuttoned his fly, revealing his bare cock, standing
hard and proud. It was about 7 inches long, and I could see a drop of pre
cum on the head. I knew what he wanted me to do. I waited for nearly a
minute before slipping my hand over to it, then first with my fingers, and
then with my whole hand I took hold of it. I gently moved my hand up and
down, holding the shaft tightly. He continued to watch Xenia. I felt his arm
slide down from my shoulder and he traced his fingers back and forth along
the swell of my within my blouse.
“You are very beautiful,” he said, “But I think you would look even better
naked.”
I stood up. Undid my blouse, then let it fall over my arms onto the floor.
Standing in front of him I unzipped my jeans and slid them down, bending low
so he could see down the front of my bra, see my confined within
there. He raised his hand and gestured at the bra. Staring straight at him I
reached behind my back and undid the clasp. I held the cups to my
for a second, not certain, then let go; the bra fell to the floor in front
of me. I then hooked my fingers into my and tugged them down.
Stepping out of them I sat down on the floor with my back to the settee,
next to his leg. Xenia had turned her head to look at me and smiled.
Half turning I rested my arms on his leg and stared straight at his cock. I
knew I wanted it. I knew I wanted to suck it and lick it. I knew I was lost.
I craned my neck and reached the top of his cock with my lips. I rubbed them
around the head and then opened my mouth and stuck my tongue out which I
then swirled around his cockhead. He watched me intently. I could taste the
pre that had built up. Once his head was all wet I slid my lips down,
running over the rim until they reached a way down his shaft. I felt the
head of his cock in my mouth, brushing the roof. I began to bob my head up
and down on the shaft keeping my lips tightly wrapped over it.
I felt something warm touch me between the legs. I spun round to see Xenia
who had crawled over with the butler still very much attached. Somehow she
had managed to get all her clothes off, and was completely naked. Her face
was pushing against me and I could feel her tongue licking along my pussy. I
went back to the cock in front of me. I felt hands gently hold my
head, caressing my hair, touching my neck and running around to my throat.
Without any warning whatsoever, I suddenly felt his shooting into my
mouth. I stared up and he was simply watching me intently still, as if
nothing was happening. The first shot threw me, it suddenly filled my mouth
from nowhere and I had no choice but to as quick as I could. He then
shot two more loads, both less then the first. They swirled around my mouth;
some leaking out the corners as my mouth maintained it’s up and down
movement. Then I felt his cock pull back a bit before jerking upwards and
another shot of spilled out into my mouth.
I pulled my lips back over his shaft, letting the flow out around the
corners of my mouth and run down his cock. I looked down at the head, all
covered by cum, wads of it, and creamy, running down the sides,
matting into his hair. I licked at the head, pushing the with my tongue
over the head so it ran down the sides. Then I just rested my cheek on the
pool of on his belly while Xenia continued to give my long hard
licks along its length. I could feel the against my cheek, still warm
and sticky and very wet. Xenia’s tongue was driving into me a bit. It was
having the desired effect. I twisted my head burying my mouth into the man’s
belly, half biting him; half-moaning as I felt myself build up. I hadn’t
realised how close I was and suddenly it was there. I howled like a wolf.
Xenia held my hips while her tongue danced inside my as I shuddered
and shook to a climax like few others I had experienced.
Xenia smiled at me. Then turned to face the butler who was now standing
behind her head. Straight away she took his cock into her mouth and with one
hand squeezing his balls started to suck at it. I slipped down behind her
and cupped her from behind in my hands. I began to roll the nipples
between my fingers and gently bite into the side of her neck, licking and
teasing with my tongue. Her long black hair hung down. I could see in every
detail the large cock of the butler as it slid between her lips. I watched
as her fingers played with his balls, pushing them around within the sack
that hung low. By now the butler was steadying himself with his hands on her
head. I guessed he was close to.
Mauling her I bit hard into the side of her neck. I heard her moan.
The behind me got off the settee and knelt next to me. He slipped his
hand down under her bottom and between her legs. She jerked slightly as his
fingers started to do their magic.
Something splashed my forehead. I pulled back only to see the butler’s cock
shooting spurts of directly into Xenia’s face, splashing all over
her nose and cheeks and lips, which she was keeping closed. The butler came
over and over, wads of landing all over her face, dripping down her
cheeks, running off her chin, seaming over her lips, hanging off her face
and dripping down on to her and my hands.
She started to suddenly. She moaned and jutted her head forward,
engulfing the butler’s now half limp covered cock in her mouth. She
pushed straight down to his crotch, the hair around his balls pushing into
her face, his balls against her chin. Her eyes were tightly closed and she
moaned over and over. I mauled hard at her breasts, biting and licking her
neck. The man’s arm was moving really quickly, almost like he was fucking
her with his fingers.
Finally she released the butler’s cock and slumped forward. I let go and the
man withdrew his hand. The butler zipped himself up and marched out of the
room with a “I trust that will be all, sir.”
We were led outside into the hallway and up the large staircase. Opening a
door the showed us into a huge bathroom. Along one side was a wall of
mirrors. At the end of the room was a large bath, large enough to get
several people in. Someone had already filled it and added several gallons
of bubble bath by the look of all the bubbles floating around.
Xenia hopped in and sat down with her back to the door. I followed her,
sitting down, finding that the water was actually not very deep. The
undressed quickly and then got in behind me.
“Now I want you on all fours Susan,” he told me. “Facing Xenia.”
I did as I was told. Taking up the soap he soon had a creamy lather in his
hands. He then began to slowly work this into my bottom and hips with both
his hands. It felt lovely. He massaged my bottom and hips, then worked his
way along my back. I could feel him kneeling behind me and sometimes his
cock rubbed against my bottom. It was semi-hard. In front of me Xenia moved
closer, her face near mine. She opened her mouth a little; I craned forward
and stuck my tongue out. She did the same and our tongues played in mid-air
with each other. It felt warm and soft unlike a man’s tongue. Her mouth
closed over mine and my tongue licked around inside her mouth.
Then pulled back a bit she knelt up and offered me one of her breasts. I
closed my lips over the nipple, licking and at it, it into
my mouth, pulling away and then releasing it, watching her shake and
quiver each time I did that. Meanwhile the man’s hands had started to rub
the creamy soap into my sides. I felt his hands close to my small
hanging down. His fingertips first brushed the sides until he moved his
palms onto them. It felt so sexy has his hands roamed and slipped over my
breasts. I could feel the creamy lather being massaged into my skin. My
nipples by now were rock hard.
Then cupping both my he moved his hips against me and I felt his
cock slip into my pussy. It felt so natural and easy, like in all the films,
but hardly ever in real life. He began to thrust in and out of me ever so
slowly and gently. I felt the water lapping at the back of my legs, and his
waist bump into my bottom with every thrust. My teeth sunk into Xenia’s
breast, pulling and chewing at her nipples. Her hands were holding my head
to her. The man’s hands were cupping and squeezing my breasts.
I started to push my hips back into his groin, gently grinding against him
as he thrust into me. His fingers trapped my nipples between them, squeezing
them as he continued to thrust his cock into me. I started to lick at
Xenia’s breasts, then raised my head to kiss her open mouth. Our tongues
played duelling with each other.
Suddenly I realised the bathroom door opened. In walked a boy, he couldn’t
have been more then 16 years old. He had a robe on which he let slip from
his shoulders. I just stared over Xenia’s shoulder at him. He was beautiful.
He was slim with such smooth skin. There was nearly no hair on him. His legs
were smooth, his tummy and chest were. There was some hairs around
his cock and balls, and other than his head, covered in long hair, he
was totally smooth.
Xenia moved to the corner of the bath. The walked up and simply stepped
in in front of me. He then sat on the edge of the bath. I stared at his
smooth legs, I just knew I could eat this alive. He looked so pure, so
innocent. I reached for the side of the bath and held on to his hips.
Craning my head forward I begun to lick up the inside of his legs…sometimes
biting the soft skin gently. He stayed still just watching me. I worked my
way up along his leg until I got to the smooth ball sack. I began to lick
that up and down. There was nothing I wouldn’t do for this boy. I licked all
around his balls and then traced a line up along his cock until I got to the
head. My lips slid over and engulfed it in my warm mouth, my tongue swirling
around the head.
Behind the continued to fuck me slowly, his hands squeezing and
massaging my breasts. Xenia was kneeling next to the man, kissing his chest
and licking at his nipples. It looked so exciting in the mirror on the side.
The boy’s cock was rock hard and was actually throbbing in my mouth. I slid
my lips down the shaft as far as I could, pulled back and licked the head
and then slid down again. I wanted this cock so much in side of my mouth and
even in my throat. I didn’t know how to deep throat but this was the first
time I had ever wanted to. I took him as deep as I could but it wasn’t
comfortable and I felt I might gag. So I contented myself with sliding my
lips back and forth over this lovely cock while my hands moved under his
bottom, cupping the cheeks and pulling his groin nearer to my face.
His cock throbbed and then suddenly seemed to expand at the head. Within
seconds he was pumping his into my mouth. I swallowed as quickly as I
could. There was so much of it, really and creamy. I let some of it
stay in my mouth swirling around his still pumping cockhead. He must have
pumped about six wads into my mouth until his cock became still. I wasn’t
letting go and continued to suck and lick at it, playing with the cockhead
as it started to grow small in my filled mouth. Finally I let it slide
out of my mouth. He looked down at me. I opened my mouth so he could see the
cum still there coating my teeth and tongue, then I leaned my head back and
swallowed it all. I showed him my empty mouth. He smiled and kissed the tip
of my nose.
Behind me the stopped thrusting into me and pulled his cock out. With
one hand on my hips and the other wanking his cock he started to spray my
back with shots of warm sticky cum. I watched it all in the mirror. Xenia
licked and chewed at his chest while his cock spurted in front of him. I
felt the land on my back in long stringy threads, warm and sticky.
Finally he sat back in the bath. Xenia kneeled up and smiled at me. I rolled
over letting the warm soapy water wash the off me. The remained
where he was, watching us all with a smile on his face.
After leaving the bathroom we went back down to the main room where tea,
coffee, biscuits and cakes awaited us. We sat around, dressed in bathrobes,
eating, drinking and talking. Xenia had known Andrew, (he finally introduced
himself), for several years and it appears that she came to stay at the
hotel once a year for the express purpose of visiting him. He paid for the
entire trip. Apparently it was ‘inconvenient’ for her to stay the whole
time. However he announced with a smile, ‘we both could stay tonight if we
wished.’
Xenia looked at me. “So…”
I smiled, “I’ll have to make a phone call, but other then that, I don’t have
any objections.”
We lounged around chatting and Xenia asked Andrew to call the butler in. He
did and a minute later the butler entered the room. “You rang Sir?”
“Could you walk over here please?” Xenia asked him.
He went over to her and stood in front of her. She leaned forward in her
chair and undid his trousers fishing out his soft cock. Her lips engulfed it
in one go and she started to suck hard at it. I could see the way her head
started to move up that in her mouth his cock was getting hard. Other than
that he stayed impassive. Simply staring ahead. Her hands meanwhile were
tugging his trousers and underpants down. She wrapped her hands around his
bottom, cupping the cheeks and then started to push and pull his hips so
that his cock was thrusting in to her mouth.
It seemed silly to carry on talking to Andrew so we both sat there and
watched. His hand slid into my robe and I felt his fingers brush my nipple
gently, circling around and around it.
Xenia pulled her head back from the butler, his cock stood there long and
stiff, wet and shiny from her mouth. She leaned back into the chair and told
him to lean forward, bracing himself with his hands on the back of the
chair. “I want you to fuck my mouth.” She told him. He did just that, his
cock pushing against her cheek and then slid into her mouth. He started to
thrust his hips, long and short strokes, sometimes fast, at other times
slow. Xenia just sat back, her mouth taking it all. Her eyes were closed,
she seemed in another world.
Andrew’s hand caressed and stroked my nipple, sometimes clasping it between
his thumb and forefinger, other times rubbing it gently. I started to feel
turned on by what was happening. The whole scene, Xenia getting her mouth
virtually raped by this large cock, and me sitting next to a near naked
who was fondling my small titties. Suddenly Andrew announced, “I’m not sure
I’ll manage the whole show, but here goes.”
He slipped off the settee and knelt down in front of me. Parting my legs he
crawled between them. Taking his cock in his hand he started to rub it
against my pussy. He pushed it just slightly in at the top, just touching my
clit. And then rubbed it around on that. After everything else tonight it
was almost too much. I started to shake and tremble. Then he pushed his cock
into me; I felt it slide all the way along my pussy. He put both his hands
on to my and massaged the palms around and around. His hips were
thrusting in and out in long hard strokes. I could hardly watch Xenia; it
was just so intense. My eyes closed and my head lolled right back into the
settee cushions. He must have leant forward for I felt his mouth and lips
press against my neck, his tongue first licking and then his teeth scraping
against my soft flesh. Now if there is one thing that will send me over the
edge everytime it’s my neck being bitten. My legs just wrapped themselves
around his bottom, gripping him and pulling him tighter against me. Forcing
his cock all the way in so that his balls and hair dug into me. His teeth
carried on scraping and biting my neck, nibbling below the ear.
At one point I twisted around to see Xenia still getting that large cock
thrust in and out of her mouth. Her hands were now rubbing the Butler’s
hips, urging him on.
Andrew’s mouth found mine and we kissed long and deeply, his tongue shooting
into my mouth, licking around mine, our tongue fencing with each other. I
grabbed his head tried to pull his mouth harder onto mine, wanting all of
him, wanting to merge with him. This was pure lust now. Nothing else
existed in the world at this moment. It was just the four of us.
I noticed that the butler was now moaning. I turned to see he had pulled out
of her mouth, she was gripping his cock by one hand and it twitched once or
twice and then suddenly a string of shot out and flew across the few
inches between it and her mouth. It just went straight in, disappeared into
her mouth. She didn’t appear to or anything, and, just as another
shot flew in, the first lot started to roll out and dribble over her lips
and chin. It hung there for a moment, the string getting longer before it
snapped half way down and dropped onto her breasts. He spurted about four
times, all of them landing directly into her open mouth. She then leaned
forward and wiped his cock over her cheeks and nose and mouth. Then she
turned to look at us, covering her chin, dripping off onto her breasts,
rolling down her neck. Even Andrew stopped for a minute to look.
I knew I was close, and suddenly it hit me. It came rolling through like
some train, starting inside and moving out until I was screaming and shaking
uncontrollably. I had never known it so intense. I rode it for a short while
then had to push Andrew away; it was just too much. I lay there panting. He
smiled down at me, “I would never have finished anyway,” he smiled. “I think
men who say they can do it more then twice in a evening are either lying or
should be worshipped as an example to us all.”
He crawled over to Xenia. He knelt between her open legs and pushed his head
into her pussy, licking and tonguing her. The Butler meanwhile took ‘care of
the top’ (his words), and started to maul and suck her breasts. I was truly
shagged out by now, and could only lie there watching.
Andrew slid his hands under her bottom, lifting her partly up off the chair
and planting her more firmly on his face. He was pressed so close to her.
His head moved up and down, back and forwards in as much as it could. She
had her back arched and her head was digging into the back of the chair. I
saw her hands gripping the edge of the seat, her knuckles white. Her long
black hair was spilled all around; her eyes were shut tight. Her
were jutted out and the butler’s mouth was firmly fixed to one. She was
moaning deeply, again and again. I wonder how long she could make this last.
I could see Andrew’s hands clutching at her bottom cheeks, his fingers
digging in, leaving marks whenever they moved. Her legs by now were draped
over his back, her ankles pushing against him.
Her moans grew louder and then her chest started to heave up and down.
Suddenly she let out a long “Aaaaaahhhhhh!” and her body fell quite limp.
Both the butler and Andrew pulled back.
“I do believe we have exhausted her, Charles.” Andrew said.
Xenia lay there, head turned to me…and she could barely manage a smile.
THE END
Susan 021198
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