Chapter 20
As the others continue their passion filled fucking around them, Emily and Jonathon, slide over to one of the leather easy chairs, and pass the time as observers. Emily, not willing to let the game stop, kneels beside Jonathon as he gently caresses her hair. Her knees spread slightly, hands behind her back, breasts pushed out, and nipples still hard, Jonathon periodically ran his hand across her ass and between her legs to her still very wet pussy.
Appreciative of the beauties around them in the throes of ecstasy Emily watched intently as Aricella was now being fucked by two men simultaneously. Sandwiched between them, the tight ass Emily had eagerly licked, planted firmly on the cock of the hard body on the floor, she lay back to accept Kyle's member as he thrust inside her with amazing force. A sight to behold in its own right but the other man's girl, a very pretty Asian girl, was busy thrusting her pussy in his face. It was clear they were all on the verge of a simultaneous orgasm and Emily was captivated. Her pussy began to throb again and the wetness that had been present since she first got dressed that evening continued to seep from her already well fucked pussy.
She glanced at Jonathon and the sight was having an effect on him as well as his exceptional cock sprung back to life. She loved the sight of him. He had been blessed with a perfect cock, substantial in length and thick. It filled her perfectly and she could never get enough of it.
As the men fucking Aricella filled her to wanton holes, the women came with tremendous force. The participants collapsed on each other, obviously satiated, for the time being.
Another of the couples, the burgundy haired beauty and her very tall dark-haired companion, approached Jonathon and Emily. Emily was visibly nervous and wondered what they wanted; she didn't want to embarrass him with her nervousness. Emily knew that these women lived the lifestyle. For Jonathon and Emily this was a game, not a lifestyle. She didn't think she could ever live the true lifestyle of a submissive. She enjoyed the games they played too much and Jonathon too enjoyed being submissive. Her apprehension was obvious and Jonathon placed his hand on her back.
The man spoke. "My girl Lyla, wants to please you Jonathon, I'd like to watch. She'd like to be with both of you and I do so enjoy watching her. She's quite a good cock sucker, I doubt you be disappointed"
Lyla looked pleased at her owner's request. Emily's stomach turned. Could she do this? She heard him say he was hers. She heard him say always. He said it was up to her. Could she watch another woman suck his cock, the cock she so loved in her mouth. Would the man want her then? She didn't know what to think, but she knew it was a fantasy of his to have two women. She wanted only to please him. She really did trust him completely. She wasn't exactly sure why. She just knew. She had always just known that their relationship was not like many others. It was if she had known him her whole life. As if she had waited for him alone her whole life. It was as if she had always belonged to him. All of her attempts to run away, in part, had been because of friends, because of all the stupid ideals about how much time a man spends, about what a conventional relationship is supposed to be. She had recognized that none of it meant anything. She knew she was his, and even though until that night, he hadn't said out loud that he was hers, she really always knew that he was.
Jonathon began to speak, "Thank you for the ..."
Emily whimpered. She looked at him intently, motioned with her eyes that it was acceptable. She smiled a sweet smile and simply said "Please sir, may we have her?"
Jonathon replied, "Very well Emily, on your knees girl," He instructed Lyla.
She quickly assumed the position between Jonathon's legs and as she did Emily reached around her from behind to her perfectly round oversized titties and began to pinch and twirl the girl's nipples between her fingers. Lyla moaned and Emily slid lower to her already well fucked pussy and slipping a finger inside it began to tongue the wet slit. Jonathon laid his head back against the chair and enjoyed the ministrations of his cock.
As Emily fingered Lyla's soaking hole she was impressed at how tight she was. She was quite young, obviously of age, but still quite young for such a lifestyle. Her ass was tiny and tight and Emily licked it all over. Two days before Emily had only fantasized about licking another girl's pussy, now it seemed she could not get enough of it. Had she encouraged Jonathon for him or for her, she wondered.
The girl was quite skilled because it was clear by Jonathon's expression he was enjoying himself. Emily saw her dark haired partner stroking his enormous cock and Emily wanted no part of it, it looked positively unnatural in length and was quite skinny. She was glad he seemed to be more into watching, she still was not sure she wanted another man inside of her.
Before Emily knew what was happening there was a mouth on her exposed pussy and Aricella was again eating her slit with fervor. God she was good at that, Emily thought. Out of all of the women there, Emily was most attracted to Aricella. She was striking after all. Exotic, confident, perfectly shaped and her caramel skin a sight to behold. Emily ground back into her face and sucked harder at Lyla's pussy as Aricella brought her closer to the forbidden point.
The dark one, as Emily thought of him, not knowing his name was really fisting his cock hard and Emily knew he was close. The length of his cock surely meant he would shoot his was far and with a force that would coat all of them in cum. Lyla sucked Jonathon's harder and although he had already cum she knew he was close again. She looked past Lyla's ass to see the familiar look on his face and he pushed Lyla back pumped his cock a few times and shot her face with what could have only been an enormous load, although Emily could not see. Seconds later the dark one showered the girls with his hot spunk. Aricella and Emily didn't stop their tonguing efforts and both Emily and Lyla were close to cumming. Both women ground their pussies into the face of those licking them and Emily heard Jonathon say, "Cum Emily, cum all over Aricella for me."
It was too much for Emily to bear and she was rocked with another earth shattering orgasm as Lyla came hard against her face. Emily collapsed on the floor and for a minute her exhaustion made her unsure if the night had been dream or reality.
Chapter 21
Emily felt Jonathon's hand on her shoulder and him encouraging her to stand. He did not speak; he simply took her hand and motioned toward the door they had entered through. She was uncertain how long she lay there but she was indeed ready to leave and was overwhelmed by his gentle touch.
Kyle, the host of their delicious debauchery, brought Emily a robe, since her dress had been cut from her and she and Jonathon silently left. He held his arm around her tightly and although he spoke no words the tenderness he touched her with was unexpected and made her feel more loved than if he had said the words.
As Jonathon slid into the car beside Emily she laid her head on his shoulder, closed her eyes, and was almost instantly asleep. She never felt him reach for her hand and caress his cheek with it, or kiss her head as he drove.
When they pulled into the lot of the hotel it had started to sprinkle. Jonathon left Emily undisturbed, quietly entered the room and returned with a blanket he draped over her as he helped her from the car. She looked at him surprised and started to speak but he simply put his finger on her lips and escorted her to the room.
He guided her directly to the bathroom where he had started a bath before getting her from the vehicle. She stared at him in utter disbelief as he removed the blanket and the robe and guided her into the bath before he undressed himself. The room was equipped with an exceptionally large tub and could easily accommodate both of them. He slid behind her and guided her back against his chest. Grabbing the customary washcloth from the side of the tub and the bar of bath soap he began to wash her body with extreme tenderness and care. It was at that moment that she realized he truly loved her, that the feelings she always suspected he had, were confirmed. She knew he might never say it, something held him back from uttering those words. To her, those words meant little, for they were just words, it was the moments, the feelings they shared, when there were no words that mattered.
