Tom ate a breakfast of granola and peanuts then opened a can of peaches. He stood in his room eating peach slices out of the can as he unloaded his duffel bag full of clothes.
*Had I known those women were hosting, I would not have packed any clothes or food at all! When is Martin getting here?*
He put on his overalls and galoshes and walked to the creek, taking his fishing rod and tackle box on his way. He waded through the water fifteen feet to the other side of the creek and sat on a large rock on its bank. The sun beamed through tree branches and warmed his shoulders as he sat and fished, the ambiance enveloped him. After not catching anything in his chosen spot, he moved upstream, following the meandering water.
Wandering around trees and shrubs he came upon a set of tracks that looked like a sizable animal. It looked like paws of a cat or wolf, but he could not tell. They moved in the direction of his cottage, coming from deep in the forest beyond the creek. He followed the tracks around trees, and he noticed the tracks never moved where he would be able to see the creature in the open. They moved close to his cabin and ended at the creek bank where it narrowed, surrounded by rocks. He crossed the stream and found the tracks again heading around the cottage. His skin crawled as the footprints went to his window then stopped, apparently vanishing.
He felt the sun directly overhead, beating on his bare shoulders. Looking out across the hills he could see a small dusty cloud. It looked like someone was driving along the dirt road to the cottage. He walked around the house and sat on the porch where he watched Veronika driving the pickup truck toward him, followed by Martin in his Jeep. The two parked in front of the porch. Martin jumped out his SUV. Veronika hopped out and headed to the tail of Martin’s Jeep.
“Hey, dude! I made it after all! Are you proud of me? I brought food and beverage!” Martin said. Tom helped him carry his ice chest in the house. Veronika helped carry Martin’s bag and followed him in to his chosen bedroom. Tom unpacked drinks, bread, fruit and other food from the chest into the fridge. Veronika walked in the kitchen and looked at Tom. She wore her Converse shoes and long white athletic socks ending just below her buttocks and a small, white string bikini. He watched her grab two beers and cracked one and started drinking it, taking the other to Martin’s room. He followed her and found Martin sprawled in bed, wearing sunglasses with a joint in his lips.
“Party?” He said looking at Tom and turned to Veronika. “Party?
“Party!” She said.
He lit the joint and puffed it, then passed it to Veronika. She smiled at him and dragged on the spliff. She handed it to Tom and coughed. Tom took a drag and passed it back to Martin before exiting the room. He returned to the kitchen but could still hear them in the bedroom. The smell of the smoke filled the small house.
“Thanks! I really needed that. Sometimes I just need stress relief… ”
“I am here to help, girl!” Martin said. “Oh…”
Tom heard movement in the room and silence. He peeked in the room through the open door and saw Martin’s leg spread on the bed with Veronika naked between them. She stuffed her mouth with his cock. Martin began gasping for air as if overwhelmed and shocked. She lifted her head to adjust her hair and caught a glimpse of Tom standing and looking at them. She leered at him as she dove down again on Martin, slurping and moaning with delight.
Tom walked out of the house and around the side and stood under their window looking at them. Martin laid with his arms behind his head watching Veronika work him over with her tongue and mouth. He stared at his friend getting a blowjob from this gorgeous little nymph.
*Wow. I wonder if she does this for everyone* Tom thought.
Martin thrust his pelvis into her mouth, arched his back, then relaxed. She lifted her head and breathed, cum dripping from her lips. She stood and gathered her scant bikini and walked to the porch. Tom quickly darted to the front of the cottage to meet her. He caught up with her before she could put on her clothes. He stared at her erect, pierced nipples and hairless pussy.
“Hey, your friend seems fun!” Veronika said to Tom. Tom nodded and grabbed her by her hair and yanked her bikini from her hand, throwing it on the floor. She smiled and gasped as he led her to the bench, bent her over his knee and spanked her. With each pop of his hand on her supple, tanned fleshy ass, she whimpered. He struck her ten times until her ass turned red, then fingered her tight asshole. She cried out and moved her hips around his hands. He could feel the heat from her pussy as it slowly moistened then drooled on his hand as it probed her. He then stood and walked her, still holding her by her hair, to her truck and shoved her inside the door. He shut the door, and she started the truck and drove down the dirt road.
Tom walked inside the house and knocked on Martin’s door. He did not respond. He cracked the door and looked in the room. Martin looked half asleep. Tom knocked loudly, and Martin woke with a start.
“Whoa, dude…” He scrambled to cover himself. “What’s up, Tom? What the hell was that? Free dick suckings? Why did you not tell me?” He yawned heavily, his eyes fluttering open and shut.
“I did not want to spoil the surprise,” Tom said. He looked out the window, everything turning blue and gold as the sun began to droop lower in the sky. He went to the kitchen to make himself and Martin something to drink.
“Do you want to hang out tonight….” Tom said as Martin shambled into the kitchen. “Or do you want to fuck the shit out of one of those nymphs?” Tom handed him orange juice with slices of fruit from a can stirred in the cup.
“Show me the nymphs!” Martin gulped down the cup and wiped his mouth. “You said there are more? I just saw her when I drove in, she waited by your car and led me here. You say we can find more like her?”
“More and more than her.”
Martin’s face grew electric with a smile.
Tom breathed heavily, puffing his chest out and slapping his stomach. He looked at the darkening sky and coming twilight.
“Put on your swim trunks, dude. Let’s go for a swim. Maybe they will be there.” Tom said to Martin.
After the two returned from their rooms with shorts and towels, Tom led the way through the darkening trees along the dirt road to the big house.
***
After they reached sight of the house, the sun set and twilight still barely illuminated their path. Tom walked with Martin following to the huge strange front door. He held the large peculiar knocked an clapped it against the door with a loud crack. They waited for a moment before the door creaked open, Ruby standing in the behind it. She stared at them, wearing red high heels and short mini-dress with a plunging neckline, displaying her ample cleavage. She wore the red ruby necklace around her neck.
“What do you want, boys?” She said with a smirk.
“I wondered if anyone was hitting the pool for a late swim,” Tom said.
“Mistress Helena is bathing now as we speak. She ordered me to bring you if you came. Would you care to join her?” Ruby said, looking at Martin.
“Yes, we would love to join her,” Martin said before Tom could reply. Ruby turned and motioned them in the house. They walked through the door as Ruby shut it behind them.
“Follow me, please,” Ruby said as she walked them through the entry to a hallway and into the large room overlooking the pool. Martin’s eyes darted everywhere looking at everything on display but always returning his gaze to Ruby’s ass peeking out from under the bottom of her short dress. She opened the door to the pool. Lights in and around the pool illuminated the area for them to see Helena standing in a small string bikini, drinking champagne from a tall flute. She turned and beckoned the two men to her. Martin stared transfixed by her. Tom looked at her light blue bikini barely covering her, and her nipples pushing at the fabric.
“Why don’t you take a picture, huh? It will last longer,” Helena said to Martin, outstretching her hand for him to shake it. “I am Helena.”
“Uhhh, Martin!”
She stood a few inches taller than Martin. He smiled and shook her hand, but she pulled him close and embraced him, pushing her enormous tits against him, even pushing his face into her ample chest. She giggled and withdrew, then embraced Tom.
“I like your friend. He seems fun,” she whispered to Tom. “Ruby, please offer our guests something to drink. I am drinking champagne… Anyone else?”
Martin and Tom both raised their hands. Ruby nodded and turned and walked inside to retrieve the drinks. They watched Helena stroll to a pool chair and pat it, offering it to the two boys.
“Such a hot night… I like bathing in my pool on nights like this,” she said. The cicadas hummed loudly, building an audible orchestra in the trees in the area around the pool. Helena sat down in a chair and sipped her champagne. “On nights like this, I love listening to the trees, drinking something cold and doing something to make me feel alive.”
Martin sat down next to her, but Tom looked inside the house to catch a glimpse of Ruby or anyone else. Before long, Ruby appeared and emerged from the house with another two flutes and carrying a bucket full of ice and a bottle of champagne. She handed one flute to Tom and the other to Martin, poured them each a glass and stood waiting next to Helena.
“Ruby, sweet dear, maybe we should show our new guest the house… Another tour?” Helena said as she stood from her chair and slid her feet into her high heeled slippers. “Would you care to join us, Martin?”
He stood quickly and followed her and Ruby as they walked. Martin and Tom both stared at Helena’s perfect, round ass as it swayed and jiggled, covered only in a few strings of her small bikini. Helena, Ruby and Martin passed inside the doorway when Natasha emerged, wearing very little. She grabbed Tom by the hand and led him back to the pool. The others continued, disappearing inside the huge, dark house.
“Maybe stay out here with me for a minute…” Natasha said, holding her own glass of champagne. She wore an even more revealing bikini than ever. It only just barely covered her nipples and labia, nothing else. He looked at her large areolas, sitting outside the small patches of fabric. He looked at her bare, smooth mons. He watched her dragging a finger across her cleavage, pinch one nipple, travel across her smooth, flat and tight stomach as it reached inside her bikini bottom before she dragged it down her long shapely thigh.
“Would you call my outfit conservative, still?” She said putting a hand on her hip, mocking a scowl. He held his chin with one hand and pretended to think deeply.
“I guess so…” He said. She dropped her hand from her hip and grabbed his, leading him to the door. Her ample ass swallowed any sight of her g-string. He stared at her with a smile on his face. She led him inside and through the large room, still holding him. They entered a dark room, and Tom could only see her silhouette against a faintly blue-glowing window. Then he saw another figure in the dark.
“Who is that, Natasha?” He felt Natasha turn and push her body against his. He wrapped an arm around her thin waist and squeezed her ass.
“Just a friend. Her name is Iris,” Natasha set her glass down in the dark then grabbed the waistband of his shorts and pulled him close, kissing him on the mouth. He felt her tongue aggressively probing his moth, and he yanked her bikini bottoms down. She obliged him and dropped them to the floor, then pulled the string on her top and tossed it aside. He felt Iris put her hand on his chest and caressed his shoulder and stomach. They both started kissing his ears and putting their hands all over him. With one hand he squeezed Natasha’s round ass, while the other groped at Iris. She did not wear anything at all he soon discovered. Natasha pulled away from him, took his hand and led him to a wall in the room. He faintly could see a small painting of figures embracing. She lifted it from the wall and set it down on the floor. Behind it, a small hole emitted light.
“Peer through. Iris and I will do the rest,” Natasha whispered to him. “But do not make a peep, or we have to stop.” She took his glass of champagne and placed it on a table next to the hole.
He leaned in and looked through the hole. He could see a well lit room. In it a couch with a table displaying artifacts and art behind it. He felt two mouths exploring his chest, stomach and down to his waist, then he felt four hands pulling his shorts down around his ankles. Then he felt two mouths kissing his cock and sucking his balls.
As he looked in the peephole, he saw shadows moving, before Helena came into view holding Martin’s hand. She moved Martin just into Tom’s field of vision, then climbed on the sofa on her knees and bent over the top of it, pushing her ass up in the air. Martin shook with excitement as he could clearly see her asshole behind her string of a bikini. She found an object and turned to put it in his hand. She muttered something Tom could not hear. Martin touched the object, a carved bone or piece of wood, gold-leafed on one end and etched all over its surface. Tom watches as Ruby stepped behind Martin and pushed him toward the sofa. Martin handed back to Helena the item as he fell into the plush sofa. Ruby placed her hands on Martin’s knees as she bent over, giving Tom a clear view of her lack of panties, her bare sex under the dress. Martin sat transfixed, slack-jawed and bug-eyed as Helena stood next to Ruby, and Ruby began pulling her Mistress’ bikini apart and tossing it to the floor. Helena turned all the way around as she did this, giving Tom a great view of her naked body.
He felt warmth around his balls and lips engulfing his swollen head. He placed a hand on each bobbing head in the dark. He heard a voice, from Iris he supposed.
“Please sir, let me taste you.”
He grabbed her head and shoved his cock in her face, and she swallowed it deeply, her lips around his root.
Tom watched Helena unzip Ruby’s dress, and it dropped to the floor with Ruby standing naked as well. The two buxom women began making out and squeezing and probing each other standing in front of Martin. Tom could see them perfectly in frame as they kissed and squeezed and pinched. He watched Ruby’s hands meet in the small of Helena’s back, slide down around her round ass and pull her cheeks apart, giving Tom clear view of her bare, pink asshole.
He grunted and bucked, holding steady Iris’ head as she continued to slurp and murmur her pleasure with her task. Natasha stood and leaned close to his ear and began licking it.
“Don’t you like having two whores suck your dick? Is it fun watching my mother with your friend? Is she fucking him yet?” Natasha whispered in his ear.
He watched through hole as Ruby fingered Helena’s ass, then Helena turned to Martin and mounted him, placing her knees on either side of his lap. Ruby crouched down under her and reached for Martin’s shorts and pulled them down around his ankles. Helena grabbed his hard dick and slid him, with ease, into her wet pussy. Martin grabbed her ample hips and helped her bounce in his lap, her ass jiggling and shaking. Ruby put Martin’s hand on Helena’s ass and guided him to spread her ass, then Ruby dove down and began licking Helena’s asshole.
Martin’s face stretched wide and open with an ecstatic smile. He kissed Helena’s huge breasts bouncing in his face. Ruby played with herself as she performed with her tongue in her Mistress’ deep ass.
Tom listened to the two nymphs at his feet slurping and sucking away at his member, moaning and giggling as they passed his cock between their hot, wet mouths. He continued to look in the hole.
Helena bounced and bounced on Martin’s dick. Ruby kept shoving her tongue deeper and deeper. Helena stretched her arms above her head and ran them through her wild sandy blonde hair as she swirled her hips into his lap. Martin leaned his head back against the sofa, but Helena grabbed him by the lip and directed his attention at her, then pushed his face into her ample cleaved. He grabbed each of her enormous tits and pulled her nipples. Her pace quickened. She shook and trembled then leaned over him and stopped. He kept trying to buck under her, but she stopped him and climbed aside. She got on her knees next to him and grabbed his dick with one hand and Ruby’s head with the other. Helena shoved Ruby down on Martin’s dick. Ruby sucked and sucked. Martin stared wide-eyed and grabbed her strongly as he climaxed. Ruby dove deeper to catch him in her throat. Martin squirmed and released her, going limp. Helena stood and helped up Ruby. They kissed passionately. Helena collected her scant bikini and began putting it on.
Tom watched in awe as she slowly slid the strings of her bottom over her long, shapely legs and pulled it in her ass. She retied her top and pushed her large breasts under its flimsy fabric.
Tom felt himself approaching orgasm, gripping both Natasha and Iris by their hair. He felt Iris had short curly hair, pulled back in a small ponytail. He pushed Iris’ head down as far as he could, feeling the head of his cock against the back of her throat. She choked but did not let go. He felt her throat massaging him as he blasted inside her. She lapped at his dick and continued lathering him with her tongue and mouth from base to tip as Natasha sucked his balls. He felt empty. His head felt empty. He looked again in the hole to see Helena helping Ruby put on her red dress, then helped Martin to his feet. Helena squatted before him and pulled his shorts up around his waist, kissing his cock before she shoved it inside the elastic of his shorts. The three left the room.
Natasha grabbed him by the hand and led Tom back through the house quickly to the pool. Iris followed wearing next to nothing. Natasha poured more champagne and pushed Tom into a chair. Iris stood at the end of his chair, turned her back to him and bent over as she sat, giving him a clear view of her small white panties wedged in her ass. She had a slim, lithe figure and smaller, perky tits pressed against the thin cotton of her tight tank top. He saw she had curly blonde hair, almost platinum blonde. Natasha kissed Iris and winked at Tom.
A moment later Martin emerged from the dark house, Helena following with Ruby holding another bottle of champagne. Tom noticed Helena’s bikini looked tighter than when he saw just a minute before. Her breasts looked a little swollen, her bikini strained further against her heavy bosom. They each held their glass, and Ruby popped the cork of the champagne bottle and poured everyone a glass. Martin stared blankly at each woman.
*He looks like he had a good time… Whew, what a welcome!* Tom thought to himself. Martin looked briefly at him, a glimmer of a smile on his face.
“What does Mistress have in store for us tonight?” Iris asked. “Can we have another wrestling match, now that everyone is here?”
Helena brightened and approached Iris, leaned over and kissed her on her lips.
“Why yes! I think that would be fun. What should the winner get?” She looked at each person’s face.
“How about a ride on your ‘machine’?” Natasha blurted out with a smirk. Helena nodded and turned to Ruby.
“Find Veronika, tell her to prepare the arena. Each of you girls get yourselves ready. Wear proper attire!”
Ruby ran inside the house. Natasha licked her lips and stared at Iris, then Martin and then Tom. Her face was flush red. Natasha grabbed Iris and headed inside, following Ruby.
“What are you talking about? What wrestling?” Tom said to Helena. She turned and approached him in his chair, leaning over him, her breasts pushing together.
“A wrestling match! First girl naked loses. We fill the old bath with water or oil or mud or jelly. Which do you boys prefer?” Helena said. She stood with hands on her hips, turning to face Martin and back to Tom. They each stared at her barely covered body, her round pink areolas visibly hanging out the sides of her small bikini, her ass only covered in a string.
“Now, if you please, boys, follow me?” Helena said.
***
End part 6 / Continued part 7
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