by Vivien Sparx
Harold’s first cock-sucking experience lasted a few more minutes, until finally K-Tone rumbled, “I’m gonna blow!”
He pulled his cock out of Harold’s mouth and began to stroke himself furiously. His hand moved like a blur. He used his spare hand to keep Harold’s mouth open. Then K-Tone screwed his eyes shut and roared.
He came in one long gush, pouring his hot seed into Harold’s mouth. Splashes hit the back of Harold’s throat, his cheek, and his chin. He gagged, almost choking on the hot stuff, and then he swallowed.
The room went silent. No one spoke. The only sound was K-Tone’s rasping breath. The big man finally opened his eyes. Harold was stroking his cock and meekly swishing his tongue around the head, lapping up the residue of his orgasm.
I was so turned on by this whole spectacle; I couldn’t wait a moment longer to cum. So I simply stood where I was and fingered myself. My release came on with a fierce urgent rush that left me seeing pinwheels of flashing light. Not fancy, I admit, but very, very necessary.
I smiled at Alicia, a little drunk with the thrill of my own orgasm. “You passed,” I said simply.
Thursday:
It was such a beautiful day! Hollywood in summer is spectacular. There’s something amazing about the air, the light… and the blueness of the sky.
I woke up happy. Alicia had a lot to do with my mood. Her ability to handle the most demanding sexual situations over the previous few days had surprised, and pleased me.
I arranged to meet Alicia by the outdoor pool. There was no way I was going to waste this summer’s day by spending it indoors.
When my father bought this house many years earlier, the first thing he had done was add the outdoor swimming pool area. The pool itself wasn’t big; maybe fifty feet long, and it was in the shape of a kidney.
It wasn’t for swimming laps; that was what the indoor pool was for. This was an entertaining area, and the surrounding grounds had been landscaped to feel like an oasis. A rockery bordered small palm trees and lots of flowering bushes and beside the pool was a small wooden cabana that was used as a change room and a storage area.
This was a special part of the home for me. It was where I had fucked my father and his agent on my 21 birthday, and although a white wrought-iron table and set of chairs had long ago replaced the sofa, I still felt a tingle whenever I spent time there.
Alicia met me beside the pool. Alistair had dressed her in a white bikini. My own bikini was turquoise blue, and made from less material than a pirate’s eye patch.
Alicia noticed! I saw her eyes wandering down past my breasts, and I enjoyed her admiration. It was nice to know that a thirty-three year old could still get attention alongside the hot young girls who came to stay.
I guided Alicia to the table and we sat. Alistair had left a pitcher of juice and a carafe of wine. I pushed the juice to one side and poured two glasses of wine.
I smiled at the girl across the rim of my glass.
“Alicia, do you happen to know what dogging is?”
Alicia froze for a split second, and when she replied her voice was wary. “No… and I don’t think I…”
I laughed, and reached out to lightly stroke her warm arm. “Relax!” I said. “It’s not what you think. It’s something that originated in England recently. It’s when women go to parks or secluded places at night, and have totally anonymous sex with random strangers that are waiting.”
“Oh,” and I could tell by the tone of her voice she was relieved. “I haven’t heard of it.”
“Well tonight you are going to experience it first-hand. An evening of dogging is to be your next test.”
Alicia nodded. “I understand.”
“Between now and 9pm this evening you are free to enjoy the pool and the house in any way you want… but at 9pm you are to meet me in the foyer. You are to wear a short skirt and a tank-top. No panties and no bra. You will need clothes you can get out of quickly.”
Alicia nodded again and sipped at her wine. “Okay,” she said and suddenly smiled brightly. “Bring it on!”
Alistair had the BMW in the driveway well before the appointed time and handed me the keys. He wouldn’t be driving tonight.
I would.
Two hot women alone in a car were bound to attract the company I needed to put Alicia to the test.
I was wearing the same kind of outfit I had demanded Alicia wear; just a thin cotton top and a short skirt. I don’t often wear panties or a bra, so I was familiar with the subtle sexy sensations I could feel tingling in my nipples and quivering between my legs. And when Alicia appeared at the foot of the staircase, I could tell by the slightly flushed expression on her face that she too was feeling the same heightened sense of anticipation and arousal.
“Are you ready?” I kissed her cheek.
Alicia nodded. An afternoon by the pool had turned her skin a beautiful shade of honey brown. She looked stunning. “I’m ready,” she smiled.
“Good.” I squeezed her hand and led her to the waiting car. “Let’s go and see how much hard cock we can find!”
High in the Hollywood hills there are several layby parking places and lookouts that offer views back across the city. Most of them are quite discreetly located. During the day they are popular visiting spots for tourists with cameras – and at night they have become an equally popular meeting place for Hollywood’s local dogging community.
I took my time winding the car up through the hills and arrived at the roadside layby before 10pm. This layby was off the main road, and at the end of a short narrow connecting trail. It was discreet and secluded. There were three other cars parked, facing a row of wooden guard posts that edged the parking area. Woods fringed the parking area. I turned off the car’s headlights and Alicia and I stared down across the glittering winking lights of the city.
I turned to Alicia in the passenger seat after a moment and took her hand, putting it in my lap. I hoped she could feel the heat from my pussy through the fabric of my skirt.
“You will refuse no man,” I explained. “Anyone who comes to the car tonight can have your pussy or your mouth. I don’t care what they look like, or how many of them there are. You will willingly give yourself to their pleasure. Do you understand?”
“Of course,” Alicia nodded. “But what if no one turns up?”
I smiled knowingly. “Look out your window,” I said, glancing beyond where she sat. “They are already here.”
There was a man walking towards Alicia’s side of the car. He had come from the shadows. He was wearing a hoodie so I couldn’t see his face, but I sensed he was quite young by the way he swaggered - maybe in his twenties. As he approached the car I thumbed a remote button and lowered Alicia’s window.
The man said nothing. He merely peered through the window long enough to look at our bodies, and then stood up again. He lowered the zip on his jeans and pulled out a decent sized cock. He thrust himself through the window.
Alicia glanced at me for just a moment. There was a curious smile on her face. Then she turned her head and engulfed the man’s cock down her throat in a single fluid motion. I heard the man slump appreciatively over the roof of the car as Alicia’s mouth went to work - as though the sensation of being in her mouth had robbed him of the strength to stand up.
There must have been other men in the surrounding woods watching. Now they could see the guy was being blown they seemed to appear like wraiths out of the dark night, moving towards the car.
I lowered my own window and reached out for a firm cock, taking the man in my palm and stroking him until he was nice and hard. There was another man at his side. He had his cock in his hand, stroking himself slowly, patiently waiting.
I never saw the face of the man I had in my hand. I didn’t look because I didn’t care. I simply brought him to a quick orgasm and let his cum splash over the window-sill of the car and across my tank-top. The man backed away, breathing raggedly. He never said a word, and as soon as he was gone, the other man who had bee
n stroking himself stepped up to the window and shoved himself towards me.
I took this cock in my mouth. He was a good size, but nothing that would make a girl gasp. He had been priming his pump for a few minutes while I had jerked the other guy off, and I knew he wouldn’t take long.
I swallowed him deep down my throat and then slowly began to bob my head across the swollen head of him. He was sensitive. I heard him gasp, “Holly shiiiittt…” and then he was squirting his warm seed across my tongue.
There was a lot of cum! He pumped a load, and then his cock stiffened and he pumped again. Two huge gushes filled my mouth so that I had to let some dribble down my chin. The man slumped against the side of the car and then glanced through the windscreen at me. I gave him a friendly smile as I scooped the trickle of his cum off my chin and sucked it from my finger. The man had a friendly face. He looked like he was in his forties. He gave me a thankful smile and then disappeared back into the shadows.
I turned in my seat and found Alicia half-leaning out through the car window. She had the hoodie guy’s cock down her throat and her hands wrapped around his hips to hold him in place. She was up on her knees, and I reached across the seat and slid my hand under the hem of her skirt. My fingers found the soaking wet slit of her pussy and as I touched her, she wiggled her butt and moved her knees apart on the leather seat upholstery.
I’ve done a little bit of dogging in the past twelve months, and nights like this tend to go one of two ways; normally the men who appear do not know each other. They come to the car silently, shoot their load and then disappear again. But on some occasions, a couple of the men know each other, and they can become a little bolder. A blowjob isn’t enough.
Well by now there were a couple of other guys around the car – one at my window, and another waiting patiently near the rear door on Alicia’s side of the car. All of them were silent, and restless.
“Get her out of the car and fuck her,” I said.
Until that moment I was sure none of the men had even considered the possibility. But the instant after I suggested the idea, it was like they were galvanized into action. I flicked on the car’s headlights, and the guy by my window ghosted around behind the car and appeared beside the man with the hoodie that Alicia was blowing. Then her door was being opened and hands were drawing her out of the car. The guy with the hoodie bent Alicia over the bonnet and raised her skirt like he was lifting a curtain.
Alicia put her head down on the car’s bonnet with her face turned toward me. I watched her expression carefully. The guys had her legs spread, and it looked like the prelude moments to a lovely little gang-bang.
The guy in the hoodie shoved his cock deep inside Alicia with a single fluid stroke. I watched Alicia bite her lips and close her eyes as the man’s cock filled her in an instant. When she opened her eyes again she was smiling.
I leaned forward and looked out through the windscreen. The man with his cock deep inside her was thrusting frantically, driven by instinct and a need to climax. I could see the faint shapes of the other men gathered round, their figures lit by the ambient light from the headlights, but they were keeping their distance, discreetly waiting their turn.
I thought about getting out of the car and joining in, but resisted the temptation. This was Alicia’s challenge, and I wanted her to earn her success.
The guy in the hoodie leaned over Alicia and held her head against the bonnet as he fucked her. I caught a glimpse of his face and could see his jaw was clenched. Then he was stiffening and cumming, his back arching as he flung his head towards the night sky. He froze for long seconds and I could imagine the warm gushes of cum filling the young girl’s pussy.
She lay still against the car until the man backed away, and even when he was no longer inside her, she held the position inviting the next man to step forward.
He came from out of the shadows, already with his hard cock poking out through his trousers. I imagined Alicia’s fresh young pussy leaking warm cum from the first guy’s load, but this man didn’t seem to mind. He simply stepped up to Alicia, gave her ass a slap… and then plunged right inside of her.
His cock must have been longer or thicker than the guy who wore the hoodie because as he stabbed himself between her spread legs, Alicia gave a low, earthy groan of pleasure.
As I watched, the guy put his hands on Alicia’s shoulders to pin her still, and then bucked and ground his hips against her. Alicia’s mouth was open. She licked her lips and her face became concentrated, as though she were focusing on the sensations between her legs.
Watching Alicia’s face was an erotic moment I will never forget. I could imagine her pleasure. I slid my hand between my spread legs and wasn’t surprised to discover that my pussy was a wet and sticky mess. I slid two fingers deep inside myself and put one of my legs up onto the dashboard.
The guy fucking her was bucking too quickly to sustain the effort for very long. His cock was like a jackhammer – as though he was afraid of getting busted at any moment and he was in a hurry to cum. It was a shame because he seemed to have a good-sized cock judging by the pleasant look on Alicia’s face…. he just didn’t know how to use it.
He only lasted a few minutes before he filled Alicia with his cum. A moment after he climaxed inside her, he reeled away, wheezing and gasping for air. He leaned over, hands on his knees and took several deep breaths as though he had just crossed the line of a marathon. I watched him for a moment, and then turned back to where the last guy was preparing to fuck Alicia.
He was a tall thin shape, dressed in dark clothes. I never got a good look at him, which was a shame, because he fucked Alicia the way she needed. This guy wasn’t in a hurry. Maybe he hadn’t had a young piece of pussy before, because he seemed determined to make the most of the opportunity. His strokes were long and slow, each one a deliberate thrust designed to jolt Alicia’s body and fill her to the hilt.
Twice he stopped; just froze with his cock deep inside her and spent a full minute kneading and rubbing her back and the firm flesh of her ass. It was as though he was on the brink of exploding, and was forcing himself to calm down so he could last a little longer.
By the time he filled her with his cum, the parking area was deserted. The other cars had gone, the men disappeared into the night, and it was just the three of us alone.
He came with a sharp hiss of breath and a sudden roar. I saw Alicia clench her fists, and I imagined the muscles of her pussy going into spasms as they clenched and milked at his hard shaft. Then he was spent. The energy went from him as if a switch had been flicked, and he collapsed over the girl’s prone body, gasping and exhausted.
I turned the car’s headlights off and the parking area became impossibly dark. I never saw the man leave. I never heard a sound.
When Alicia climbed back into the car, her pussy leaked warm cum over the upholstery. I smiled and kissed her cheek.
“You passed,” I confirmed. “But when we get home you’re going to have to clean that seat, otherwise Alistair will have a proper fit.”
Friday
It was the final day; Alicia’s final test. I was excited.
I hadn’t been sure until late last night that the test I had imagined would even go ahead.
During the week, unbeknown to Alicia, Alistair had been working frantically behind the scenes, making phone calls, sending emails, and negotiating.
It was only because of Alistair’s skills of persuasion that I would get to see Alicia face her greatest challenge.
It would earn the old manservant a nice little ‘thank you’ bonus from me… and it would be a day we would all remember.
I met Alicia in the kitchen and we ate breakfast together. We chatted about small things. I was in no hurry.
At 10am, Alistair appeared. He fussed around the kitchen making a cup of tea, and cleaned away the breakfast dishes.
“There may be a little noise during the day, madam,” he said. “I have a chap here to fix the wardrobe in one of the upstairs
bedrooms.”
I smiled. He was a crafty old fox, my Alistair. So discreet and subtle.
“I see,” I said, picking up my queue “Is he here now?”
“Yes, madam,” Alistair said. “He arrived thirty minutes ago. I had him park his vehicle behind the garages.”
I nodded, and then frowned thoughtfully. “We might go and say hello.”
I led Alicia up the big staircase to the top floor of the house, pausing in my own bedroom to throw a short denim skirt and a white blouse over my bra and panties. Alistair had dressed Alicia in a short, bright yellow sundress. Set against her brown skin and blonde hair, she looked sexy… but in a sweet, wholesome kind of way.
I took her hand and led her down the corridor. I could hear the sounds of hammering and I led Alicia towards the noise.
I stopped outside the bedroom door, and turned to face Alicia. She had a curious, confused expression. I eased her up against the wall and leaned close to whisper. It probably wasn’t necessary; the noise coming from the bedroom beyond was loud enough to wake the dead.
“You are going to seduce the tradesman in this bedroom, Alicia. That is your challenge for the day.”
Alicia frowned. “Is that all?”
“Yes,” I smiled. “You simply need to convince this man to have sex with you.”
“Um… does he have a deformity or something?”
I chuckled. “I don’t know sweetie! I’ve never even seen the man before.”
“Oh… okay…”
“The bed in this room is massive, and it’s very soft. You will be left completely alone, and you have until 4pm. There are security cameras discreetly placed around the room. Naturally I will be watching throughout the day to see if you pass this test and earn the right to live here for as long as you want.”
“It’s that simple?”
“Sweetie,” I said seriously, “it’s never that simple!”
