by Paul Blades
Christmas day was a busy affair. Ramón and Kelly were awakened a little after ten by Adele. She had shucked her clothes at the door, and she lay beside Kelly while Ramón drew from her the mists she had accumulated in her blissful dreams. Afterwards, she took her turn with him as Kelly recovered from the mesmerizing effects of her task.
Later, when they had finished the Spanish omelets Adele had cooked them for Christmas breakfast, she presented them both with gifts, a new, elegant Italian knit shirt for Ramón and a pair of turquoise earrings for Kelly. Hardings came by and dropped off Natalie and Cindy for a visit about noon. Like Adele, they stripped as they entered and then, after giving Kelly and Adele warm kisses and hugs, dragged Ramón into the bedroom. Chandra arrived a little later bearing her gifts, long, silk, flowered scarves for Kelly and Adele and a pair of fine, leather gloves for Ramón. Seeing the growing pile of women's clothes piled by the door, she added hers to it.
It was a little after one when Felicity and Melissa arrived. They brought with them a special gift for Ramón.
Lucy Douglas had been pestering Felicity ever since her interaction with the dream man in Hardings’ conference room. She was a couple of years older than Felicity, but had been classmates with Felicity's elder sister in high school. It was a simple thing to do to get her cell phone number. She had had a strange compulsion for the tall, dark man ever since the meeting. She couldn't explain it. She was drawn to him like she had never been drawn to any man before, and there had been a few. Felicity had talked it over at length with Melissa and finally acceded to the older girl's request. They had forced her to swear to double cross your heart and hope you die secrecy and had picked her up at her small apartment, driving her over to Dr. Jameson's house, giggling and teasing her all the way. Lucy took the teasing fairly good naturedly, but, for some reason she could not fathom, she felt a surge of apprehension as they pulled up the gravel driveway to the farmhouse. When the three girls came into the house, she got the shock of her life.
The beautiful, black haired Chandra was sitting on Adele's lap on the couch. They had obviously just broke from a passionate kiss and Adele's hand was buried between the Indian girl's thighs. Cindy and Natalie were sitting crosslegged and naked on the floor on either side of Kelly, whose arms where bound behind her. They were taking turns feeding her Christmas chocolates and kissing and stroking her breasts and thighs. A movie was on the TV, White Christmas with Bing Crosby, and the room was gaily decorated with evergreen garlands, Santa Clause figurines and a host of Holiday knick knacks, providing an incongruous background for the scenes of lust. Adele had purchased a small artificial Christmas Tree at Wal-Mart, with bright, thin strips of aluminum standing in for branches and needles and small, multicolored lights which flickered on and off individually at random. Kelly's unanswered Christmas cards from family and friends were hung about the room on long ribbons.
Deep in her heart, Lucy had known something funny was going on between the dark stranger and the females over at Dr. Jameson's lab. It was not based on anything particular, but since her meeting with the man in Mr. Hardings’ conference room, she had sensed odd emanations whenever she met the three lab assistants leaving the building at quitting time. But her imaginings had never included wild Sapphic orgies. And on Christmas day at that!
Before Lucy had the chance to bolt, Ramón came walking out from the kitchen. He was naked and carrying a large mug filled with whiskey laced eggnog, a concoction put together by Adele. He liked the warm sensation of the liquor entering his body and this was his second helping. When he saw the startled girl, he froze her in place immediately.
A quick scan of the girl's mind revealed to him what it was all about. It was a complication he had not anticipated but which could be easily dealt with. What was surprising was the initiative the young girls had shown in bringing the girl here. He chided himself for not anticipating their desire to please him by recruiting another stunningly attractive female for him. He would have to alter their instructions to prevent a recurrence. It was not part of his plan to randomly accumulate a bevy of female slaves to serve him. Just the opposite, in fact. He had recruited only those females he found necessary to his goals and had resisted the urge to capture the demure, brown haired young woman now standing before him even after watching her lustful display in Hardings’ conference room the other day. He realized he must have unconsciously transmitted his desire for her when he was controlling her and, when he had released her from her spark of passion for her boss, his own natural attraction to her pleasing form and amiable personality must have been left as a residue. The girls had been right to bring her. He couldn't have her wandering around the building pining for him. There was no telling what might result. It was lucky she had spoken to one of his lab assistants about her strange infatuation with him rather than anyone else.
Now that she was here, he needed to decide what to do with her. Felicity and Melissa had merrily discarded their clothes and, once naked, dragged Lucy over to him by her arms gleefully wishing him a Merry Christmas. They had tied a little red ribbon around the pretty girl's neck, terminating in a little bow beneath her chin. His cock stirred at the thought of sampling her flesh.
Adele had come to her feet and she stepped over to where Ramón and the three girls were standing. She took Lucy by the hand and gave her a long, lascivious look.
"Hello, Lucy,” she said to the girl. Everybody knew everybody else in Jacksonville. As Lucy had gone to school with Felicity's older sister, Adele had been classmates with Lucy's older brother.
Lucy's eyes, which had been pinioned by Ramón's gaze, drifted over to the tall, naked, blond woman for a moment and then drifted back. Her mind was a jumble of emotions and she could not shake her fascination with the coffee colored man's well formed flesh. After all, it was what she had been wanting and obsessing about for the last few days. She had just thought it would be different, that's all. She had imagined an afternoon of flirtatious exchanges with him culminating in a declaration of passion and a tryst in the back seat of his car when she was able to convince him to give her a ride home.
Adele turned to Ramón. “Well, honey, you've got to shit or get off the pot. Don't just leave her there all nervous and all.” The tall, blond woman stepped up to the flustered young girl and put her hand on her cheek. “She's the prettiest Christmas present I've ever seen. I know what I'd do with her.” Adele leaned forward and kissed the brown haired girl on her lips. “Ooooooh!” she remarked lustfully. “She tastes sweet. Maybe I can help you make up your mind."
Ramón was constantly surprised at how easily his principal servant read his wants and needs. She had matured quickly over the last few weeks, abandoning her tendency to prattle on and on about nonsense. She had an unshakable and unquestioning dedication to him. This commitment extended to her friend, his familiar, and to the other servants he had recruited. She was his major domo, his executive officer and their mother hen. And now, it appeared, she was preparing to act as his procurer.
Lucy was wearing a short, tight, dark brown, flannel skirt with long, stylish, high heeled, black leather boots that covered her shins to just below her knees. The gap between her skirt and boots showed off her graceful legs, which were enwrapped by a pair of fishnet stockings. Her blouse was a deep maroon and buttoned up to just above the cleavage of her firm breasts. Her long, elegant, brown leather jacket was open and at Adele's signal, Melissa and Felicity urged it off of her shoulders.
Lucy had spent some time decorating her face and her eyelids were beautifully highlighted in light green and outlined with black mascara. Her lashes were long and curled upwards invitingly. Her pert mouth was painted in a deep, dark red that accentuated the color of her tight blouse and her long, finely manicured fingernails had been adorned with a matching color and sprinkled in gold.
Once the jacket was gone, Adele began to slowly unbutton Lucy's soft, satin blouse. The girl uttered a mild, inconsequential protest as the front of her top was loosened but made no effort t
o stop it. She licked her lips and her eyes were wide as she continued to stare at the form of the naked, appealing, dream man. Felicity and Melissa had loosened the buttons on her cuffs and were ready to slide the garment from her when Adele freed the last button.
A dainty, white, silk bra was revealed, barely covering the bottoms and tips of her breasts. It was joined by a hook at the front and the man's blond haired acolyte gently released it and pulled the half shells of the garment apart. The young lab assistants pulled it down her graceful arms and chucked it, along with the shiny, maroon blouse into the pile of female clothes near the door.
The partially enthralled young woman now stood half naked in front of the strange man who she had pursued. Her developing lust was readily perceivable by her stiffened nipples and the hardening of her attractive, pale breasts. She had wide, dark areolas encircled by a line of small raised bumps. The high heeled boots pushed the girl's breasts out invitingly. In the small of her back, just above her waist line, was a broad tattoo, a set of blue, interlocking geometric forms intertwined with a flowing vine with little red roses on it. Adele, standing slightly to the side so her lord could watch, took hold of Lucy's nipples with her thumbs and forefingers and began to tease them. She leaned over and spoke softly into the girl's ear.
"Lucy, you have very pretty tits. Did you know that?"
The girl, dazed by the powerful glance of the dream man and befogged by her growing lust, uttered a low, soft affirmation, “Mmmmmmm."
"Did you come here today so Mr. Vazquez could fuck you, Lucy?” she asked teasingly.
This drew a little more of a response from the girl. It was, of course, why she did come, but admitting it in front of all of these naked women was something else. She wanted to explain, to let them know she wasn't a slut, that the idea of physical union with the man had started from a little urge and then had grown and grown until she could think of nothing else. She wanted to apologize for her fantasy of somehow stealing him away, luring him with the promise of the delight she could show him between her young thighs. She saw now that that was not what being with the handsome, alluring Latino man was all about. “I ... I...” was all she could get out of her mouth.
"You have to earn it first, Lucy,” Adele told her softly. She had shifted her hands and was now massaging the dazed girl's breasts gently. Lucy's hands, which had been hanging limply at her sides, moved over her hips and began to rub her taut, bare belly and the fronts of her thighs. Her plump lips were parted and her breath had begun to become heavy. There was a faint trace of pink expanding over her chest. She tore her gaze away from the naked man in front of her for a moment and looked at the blond woman quizzically.
"Mr. Vazquez wants you to suck his cock first, Lucy. He wants to come in your pretty, little mouth. Will you do that for him, Lucy? Will you suck Mr. Vazquez's prick for him?"
Lucy looked back at the object of her obsessions. She gazed down at his lengthening prick, which he was idly stroking. “Okay,” she said softly. “Okay."
"Why don't you take off your skirt and panties first, Lucy? Let Mr. Vasquez see that you're worth fucking,” Adele asked her.
"Okay,” Lucy answered distantly.
Every female in the room knew exactly what Lucy was going through and what the consequence of sucking Ramón's prick would be for the dark haired young girl. Kelly was ablaze with passion as she took in her seduction. Part of her wanted to warn the girl away. She had no idea what she was consenting to. But another part of her wanted to see her pretty lips working her lord and master's cock, bringing him to pleasure. She wanted to feel the surges of lust as they filled the room, as they were already passing tantalizingly through her.
Cindy and Natalie were still on both sides of the enraptured scientist. They had all shifted to their knees, the better to watch the girl's developing passion, and their bodies were pressed together, shoulder to shoulder. Their hands were stroking her breasts and belly, enflaming her.
Adele stepped away from the trembling Lucy and took the cup of eggnog from Ramón's hands, placing it aside. For a few moments, the girl just stood there staring at the dream man, but suddenly, as if she remembered what she had been told to do, she reached her hands behind her and undid the hook holding the top of her skirt tightly to her waist and lowered the zipper. She shimmied her hips slightly and, hooking her thumbs into the waistband, drew the short brown garment to her ankles. She was wearing a pair of plain white, bikini panties and the undergarment had been lowered at the same time as the little skirt. She stepped through the leg holes as she carefully pulled the skirt over her shiny, black boots.
Adele motioned to Felicity and Melissa and they fell to their knees to help Lucy remove her boots. They were held tight by small, brass zippers down the backs and the girls pulled the zippers down and eased the boots off. But for her alluring, brown, self supporting, fishnet stockings, Lucy now stood before the dream man completely naked.
Ramón had watched the progress of the girl through her disrobement with tremendous excitement. His human maleness had taken command of his senses as he viewed her fine, round breasts, her graceful hips and her carefully trimmed pussy. The helplessness of the girl as she struggled with her lusts was a powerful aphrodisiac. Her body was beautiful, as he had expected it to be, and he awaited the pleasures of her mouth with fevered anticipation.
The girl stepped closer to him and tentatively put her hands on his muscular, hairless chest, exploring it as if seeing for herself that he was real. She placed her mouth on his nipples, worrying them with her tongue while her hands caressed his sides. Slowly sinking to her knees, she dragged her tongue and lips downwards over his firm belly and to his awaiting loins, her practiced hands caressing the man's strong, solid thighs. His cock was hard now and jutted out proudly. The brown haired girl wrapped her hands around it lovingly and, leaning forward, placed her lips on its tip. She suckled it tenderly for a few moments, teasing the tiny opening with her tongue and then, sliding her hands to its base, took its bulbous head into her mouth.
Lucy slowly made love to the dream man's cock. Kelly, through her own fevered haze, watched with amazement. It was like watching a master at work. The girl gently fluttered her fingers along the upper portion of the cock's stem as she spread her widened tongue along its bottom. She ran her tongue around the underside of the plump helmet as she cupped and massaged his soft stones. She tightened her lips around it and slowly worked her way down until Kelly could see the cock's thick head form a bulge in her throat.
The dream man had his eyes reduced to tiny slits as his body rejoiced in the pleasure the new girl was giving him. His thick thigh muscles were clenched tightly and his back curved back in an arch as the heat of her mouth and the agility of her tongue sent waves of ecstasy through his body. He had his hands on her head, gently coaxing her to her task and sending waves of his will and his lust through the girl. Lucy moaned deeply, her body quivering as she received it.
The man's lusts spread like a radiance throughout the small room. The other women watched intently, their passions rising steadily. All hands went to their sexes, rubbing furiously, driving their excitement higher and higher. All except Kelly, that is. But her connection to the dream man was so strong, she did not need the use of her bound hands to drive her need. She pressed her thighs together and moaned. It was as if she could feel the young woman's tongue and lips washing the man's prick. As his lust grew higher and higher, so did hers.
Ramón gave a mighty groan when his cock began to throb and spasm in climax. Lucy cried out as she came too, her voice muffled by the hot, jerking meat in her mouth. All of the women experienced their own orgasms at the same time, and the room was awash with the sounds of their moans and cries of pleasure.
When Ramón's orgasm subsided, Lucy slowed her ministrations to his cock, but did not release it. She suckled on it languidly as the dual pleasures of having come and having served the great man flowed through her. She understood everything now and was pleased she had sought the m
an out, had so persistently lobbied Felicity to let her meet him.
Adele was the first to recover. She had sunk to her own knees beside the young woman while she pleasured Ramón's cock.
"Oh my God,” she cried. “That was incredible. Lucy, you're the best!"
She pulled the happy girl from Ramón's loins and hugged her. “You're gonna have to give everybody lessons, sweetie,” she told her.
The orgy continued for the rest of the late afternoon and into the evening. Adele had Melissa run into the bedroom and bring out the quilt and, after all the furniture was pulled aside, it was placed in the middle of the living room. The blond woman escorted Lucy to it and laid her on her back while Ramón placed himself between her knees. “Lie back,” she told the girl, “you're going to enjoy this."
Ramón brought Lucy to repeated orgasms before he discharged himself into her womb. Kelly was next. Ramón raised her knees to her chest while he fucked her, driving himself deep into her belly, making her cry out with pleasure. While Ramón recharged his forces, the other women took turns in pleasuring each other on the quilt while the rest watched, anxiously anticipating their turns. Later, it was hard to recall exactly who had fucked who, except they all remembered Ramón plunging himself into Melissa's smaller entrance while she knelt crouched down before him, crying out, “Oh God! Oh! Oh! Ohhhhhhh! Ohhhhhhhhh!” as she came.
