Saturday afternoon arrived and it was a wonderfully sunny autumn afternoon. Anna and I spent the entire morning in bed enjoying each other’s bodies. I love the way her skin feels under my fingers and I spent almost an hour slowly fucking her pussy from behind.
“Tell me again about when you were working as au-pair in Canada,” I whispered into her ear as I slowly slid in and out of her wet pussy. “That story always gets me so hard,” I said, squeezing one of her breasts.
She squirmed under my touch.
“You feel pretty hard already,” she said, clenching my cock with her pussy.
“Please,” I said, running my hand down over her stomach down to her pussy.
“Alright,” she said in mock dismay. “Just because you’re so good to me,” she said, pushing her ass towards me and allowing me to get even deeper inside her.
“I had just turned eighteen and I was tired of school. So, I decided to take a year off and go au-pairing. An older friend of mine had done it and she loved it. I wanted to go to North America, but I had really no clue where, so I just started looking at ads. This was at the very start of the internet age, so I was scrolling through long lists of hosts. One caught my eye. A family with two young children. The wife was some kind of executive, and the husband was a day-trader. They had a very nice house outside of Vancouver. So, I took a picture of myself and wrote to them. You should have seen me then. Face as smooth as silk and my tits were almost as large as they are today but stood straight out from my body, defying gravity.”
I squeezed her breast once more and fucked her slowly as she continued.
“In the first month I think I met the wife twice. She was basically never home. I took care of the kids and cooked. It was nice and relaxing. And the father, Mike, he taught me how to drive so I could take the car out whenever I wanted. I noticed him watching me from day one, but I’ve always loved when men watch me, so I didn’t say anything about it. It really only started one morning when I had made breakfast and Mike came down in his robe and walked up to me where I was standing at the counter. “This looks great, honey,” he said and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I froze. And he realized what he had just done. He apologized and I said it was nothing.”
I kissed Anna’s neck and thrust into her hard. Her whole body shivered as my engorged cock filled her up. I fucked her for a little while, only the sound of her panting and the muted sound of bird song from outside disturbing the silence.
“Continue,” I whispered into her ear.
She purred a little before continuing.
“The next day after the kids had left for school, he came up to me as I was doing the dishes. He put his hand on my arm and thanked me with another kiss on the cheek. If he only had known how wet I was, and the fact that I never wore panties, I think he would have taken me right there and then. Instead it continued like that for a while. He gave me small hugs. Kisses on the cheek. Ran his hand along my back. All seemingly innocent but, man, did he have me on edge. I went up to my room and masturbated every time that he had touched me. One day, maybe a week later, I was standing by the sink again and Mike came up and stood next to me. His hand ran down my back but this time it went a little further. Down over my ass. I froze. So did he when he realized that I was not wearing anything under my short dress. His hand just rested there on my ass. Only a thin piece of fabric between his fingers and my skin. I still remember it like yesterday.”
“Tell me what you said,” I whispered into Anna’s ear and felt how she squeezed my cock with her pussy.
“You can have me if you want me,” Anna whispered.
I dug my face into her neck and fucked her roughly for a while. I felt her cramping on my cock and her body shook in an orgasm.
“Continue,” I said after she had descended from her climax.
“He moved behind me and pulled my dress up. I was so wet. He must have seen it because just seconds later I felt his cock against my wet lips, and he slid into me. I’m not quite sure what happened next, the next thing I remember I am on my back in their bed with Mike fucking me like crazy. He must have carried me up the stairs. I probably came a dozen times that morning. We basically fucked all day long for the following week. As soon as the kids left, he would penetrate me. No matter what I was doing he had his cock inside me. I was in heaven. I slept in his bed and he would mount me several times a night. When his wife came home a week later, he still took every chance he got to fuck me. Once I blew him outside the bathroom when she was in the shower. He came down my throat just as the water turned off. I stayed there for six months and we must have fucked a thousand times. After about a month he introduced me to anal and I have never gone back. I still remember it. I was laying in their bed. She was away on some trip or another and Mike was laying on top of me, his weight pushing me down into the bed. All of a sudden, he just told me. “I’m going to fuck your ass now.” By God, that got me so wet. Even though I had never had a cock in my ass before, and it hurt quite a bit the first time, I still came like an earthquake when he pushed himself inside my ass. After that I almost begged him to fuck my ass.”
I rolled Anna over on her stomach and put my full weight on her.
“I’m going to fuck your ass now,” I whispered into her ear.
I pulled out of Anna’s pussy and swiftly switched to her ass. I pushed all the way inside. Anna gasped and ground her ass up towards me. I fucked her ass hard until she came. I rolled her over on her back and slid into her pussy again.
“Have you ever thought about having your tits done?” I asked squeezing her breasts.
“I have. Just never had the money to do so.”
I kissed her again and looked down at her.
“How would you have them done if money was not an issue?”
Anna looked up at me with a strange look on her face.
“I would have them large and firm enough so that not a single man could resist staring at them when I walked down the street,” she said without looking away.
I nodded and pulled out of her pussy and put my glans against her asshole. Her lips parted slightly as I pushed in. I fucked her ass slowly for a while and then lay down on top of her, my cock still in her ass.
“I want you to do whatever you want to your body. I’m paying. It’s my engagement gift to you.”
She blinked and looked up at me.
“Are you serious?”
I nodded.
“I’ll have my friend give you the number to whoever she is using. I’m sure it’s the best.”
Anna grabbed my face and kissed me.
“I love you so much,” she whispered into my ear, hugging me tight.
I kissed her neck and upped my pace and soon filled her ass with cum.
***
Anna went up and made some breakfast and I waited in bed for her to come back.
“Does she eat everything?” she asked as she came back into the bedroom.
I was about to ask who but understood that she meant Hannah.
“I have no idea. I’ll ask,” I said, reaching for my phone and turning it on.
It started chiming and I had at least ten messages from Kristin. Some praising. Some pleading. Some with pictures of her in various stages of undress.
“I’ve been stretching for you, master,” one message said with a video of her inserting a large dildo into her ass.
“What are you looking at?” Anna said, getting into bed beside me.
I showed her the video.
“This is my new slave, Kristin.”
“She seems very dedicated,” Anna said, taking the phone from me and scrolling through the messages. “I think you have her trapped already.”
I nodded.
“I think I’ll bring her out next weekend. Have her eat you out and take my cock from your ass.”
“Mmmm. Sounds nice,” Anna purred and snuggled up next to me.
I sent over a question to Hannah about food preferences and quickly got a reply.
“I eat everything,” it said.
I showed the message to Anna.
“I hope that includes pussy,” Anna smirked.
I couldn’t help but laugh.
***
I drove down to the small store in the village to pick up some groceries for Anna. As I got out of the car there were a couple of teenage girls standing outside the store smoking.
“Hey,” one of them said as I walked past.
I turned towards them. Both of them were wearing too much makeup and their nails were clearly fake. The one who had spoken had long black hair in a braid down her back.
“Yes?”
“Can you get us some beer?”
I looked at them for a second.
“How old are you?”
“Eighteen,” the other girl said.
She was a platinum blonde with a stunningly red lipstick. Both of them looked like they were putting all of their money on their appearances. The car that they were leaning against was an old wreck.
“You sure about that?” I asked with a raised eyebrow.
The girl with the black hair rummaged around in her purse and brought out an ID. She actually was eighteen, almost nineteen. I nodded at them.
“But you can buy beer here when you’re eighteen right?”
“Not the real stuff,” the blonde said.
I nodded. You had to be twenty to do that.
“But don’t you order things that get delivered here the next day? And I’m sure they don’t deliver on Sundays.”
They nodded. It was a tiny place in the countryside, and I knew that they didn’t stock proper beer.
“I assume that you wanted it for tonight,” I said with a smile.
They looked at each other.
“Yeah. Well. Of course, we would, but it’s too late. If we order now at least we have it for Monday.”
Drinking on a Monday? I nodded at them.
“I’m the first one that has actually said yes, aren’t I?”
They looked at each other and nodded. I thought it was stupid that you were allowed to buy alcohol in a bar at eighteen, if they let you in, which they didn’t here apparently, but you couldn’t buy it in a store until you were twenty.
“Tell you what. I can do even better. Let me get the stuff I came for and then you can buy some from my cellar. I have plenty.”
They looked at each other.
“Do you live close by?” the black-haired girl said. “I haven’t seen you before.”
“About five minutes by car. Maybe ten,” I said, looking at their wreck.
The blond girl blinked.
“Wait a minute. Are you the count?”
I looked blankly at them.
“The what?”
“The count. The guy who bought Kleveshäll mansion.”
I nodded.
“That’s me. But I’m no count by any means.”
The girls laughed.
“No. That’s just what we called the old guy. So, I guess you inherited his title,” the blonde said with a grin. “And hell yes, we’ll come up to your place.”
I nodded.
“Nice to meet you by the way, I’m Peter,” I said, putting my hand out.
They grabbed it each in turn a bit awkwardly.
“Cassandra,” said the black-haired girl.
“Michelle,” said the blonde.
The girls followed me in their piece of crap car and parked just behind me.
“Holy shit. It’s big,” Michelle said as she stepped out of her car looking up at the house.
“I thought you said you had been here before?” I said in surprise.
“No way,” she said, shaking her head. “The old dude was a bastard. Never let anyone come close. Not even the mailman. Cheap old fuck, that one,” she said and spat on the ground.
The raven-haired girl, Cassandra, looked at me and I could sense that there was a question about to come that she wasn’t sure if she wanted to ask.
“Something on your mind?” I asked with a smile.
She was a very pretty young girl and I couldn’t help but let my eyes drift over her body. She was clearly showing off her tits and seemed very proud of them. She wore a tight white shirt over a black bra and an indecently short black skirt over a fairly wide ass.
“Is it true what they say …” she began.
“Say what?”
She hesitated and looked over at Michelle. As they looked at each other I took the opportunity to look Michelle over as well. Her tits were smaller, but she had a very slim body and was wearing the same type of clothes as Cassandra. I saw that Michelle nodded at Cassandra. I looked up as they turned their eyes on me.
“That your wife is always naked inside,” she said, nodding at the door.
“Anna. My fiancée, not my wife. And yes. I don’t allow her to wear clothes indoors. Unless it’s a special occasion.”
They stared at me as if I was completely insane.
“Now. What do you want? Lager?”
They stared at each other for a few seconds before answering.
“Something light,” Michelle said.
“Do you have cider?” Cassandra chimed.
I nodded.
“No problem. Just give me a few minutes.”
I headed into the basement and left the girls outside. I picked up six bottles each for them, put them in a bag, and headed out.
“Is this it?” Michelle said, staring down into the bag. “This will barely last an evening.”
I nodded.
“And you’re welcome to come back if you want more. Just don’t drink and drive,” I said, nodding at the car.
They looked at each other and Cassandra shrugged.
“Shall we say a two hundred kronor?”
The girls looked at each other again.
“Well actually,” Michelle said. “We don’t have any money.”
I raised my eyebrows.
“And how were you planning to pay for this?” I asked.
“How about if I show you my tits,” Cassandra said.
I stared flatly at her.
“My fiancée is walking around in there with her tits out. I can look at those any time. And by the way, I don’t pay for sexual favors.”
Cassandra looked at me blankly. She had clearly been expecting to be able to pay for the beer by showing off her tits. And I guessed that she liked doing it anyway.
“Tell you what,” I said, looking at them. “You take that beer. On me. And then if you still want to do something for me you come by tomorrow afternoon and you strip for me and Anna. Both of you.”
The girls looked at each other. Then Cassandra leaned in towards Michelle and they started whispering. I didn’t bother trying to hear what they said and instead started getting the groceries.
“You don’t have to decide now. If you come by tomorrow, you come by tomorrow,” I said and left them to their discussion.
“Do you think they will come tomorrow?” Anna said, looking out the window as the car disappeared down the driveway.
“Odds are they will. I’m betting this will not be the last time they come here for alcohol,” I said, unpacking the groceries and putting them into the fridge.
“I liked the dark-haired one,” Anna said.
My phone continued chiming with more messages from Kristin, begging me to come over and use her. I got two more videos of her masturbating. I watched them with Anna.
“She really needs some dick,” Anna said.
I nodded and got an idea. I facetimed Kristin. She answered immediately. Her face filled the screen.
“Hello there Kristin.”
“Hi Master,” she said with a sigh.
“Show me what you’re wearing.”
The camera shifted and showed off a tight silk robe.
“Open the robe.”
She did as she was told, and I got a glimpse of her naked body underneath.
“Are you plugged?”
“Yes, Master,” she said and lifted her robe and showed me the plug inserted into her asshole.
“Good. Take it out and put it in your mouth and listen to me.”
She hesitated for a second.
“Now.”
She nodded and reached behind her. A moment later she put the metal plug at her lips and then let it slide inside her mouth, the handle sticking out.
“Excellent. Now listen. I want you to order a pizza.”
Kristin looked like she was about to object but the plug kept her quiet.
“Don’t worry. You won’t be eating it. What you will be doing, however, is inviting the delivery boy, or girl, inside. You will be wearing your robe open as you do now. Then you will suck his cock or lick her pussy. And you will have set up your phone to film it. Then you will send it to me. You will send it to me before eight p.m. or there will be consequences. Goodbye.”
Her eyes widened but I ended the call. There were several messages in short order for her pleading me to change my mind, but I ignored them.
Looking down I saw that the conversation had gotten me hard. I looked over at Anna. She was standing over by the table arranging the flowers. I went over to her and let my cock out on the way. She didn’t even flinch as I spread her buttcheeks and put my glans against her ever-lubricated asshole.
“Mmmm,” she sighed as I slid into her ass.
I grabbed her ass and pushed her head down onto the table, fucking her hard. The whole table shook and her perfectly arrange flowers fell.
“Sorry about that,” I said, continuing to assfuck her.
“It’s all right,” she panted. “I have plenty of time.”
I massaged her back as I continued to fuck her. Running my hands up her back then up to her shoulders.
“You’re a little stiff here,” I said. “You should get a masseur to take care of that.”
“Good idea,” Anna moaned as I bottomed out my cock in her. “Don’t stop.”
I did as she asked and massaged her shoulders as I thrust into her ass. A few minutes later I felt myself approaching my climax.
“I want to come down your throat,” I said and pulled out of her.
She quickly got on her knees in front of me and I easily slid down her throat. I grabbed her head and facefucked her for another minute before releasing inside her. I pulled my cock out and wiped the last cum off on her forehead.
“I need to grab a shower before I get Hannah,” I said, caressing her cheek.
Anna smiled up at me and nodded.
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