April in Summer -- Pt. 2
This is a continuation of "April in Summer, Pt. 1."
It can probably stand alone, but I think you will enjoy it more if you take a moment to go back to Pt. 1 and see how I got into this situation.
This story is a smorgasbord of sex..
There is non-com, FF sex, FFM sex, blow jobs and other oral, female masturbation, and ass-to-mouth. If any of this offends you or is out of bounds for you, please skip.
I hope you enjoy.
That night for dinner April's personal assistant and cook, Susie, made Beef Wellington, rice pilaf, and a Caesar's salad. Beef Wellington! Prime roast beef, wrapped in prosciutto, mushrooms, mustard, spices, and wrapped in a puff pastry and roasted in the oven until medium rare.
Who the fuck makes Beef Wellington in real life! I mean, sure in some show you watch on "Masterpiece Theater" or a Hugh Grant movie, but actually for dinner? Yet there it was. Beautifully presented on a platter with parsley and sliced oranges as a garnish, hot, red and juicy -- just like April's pussy, actually.
Susie carved the roast and served all three of us. A thick slice laid on top of a bed of the rice pilaf, au jus poured on top, honey-sweet mustard as a dip with the Caesar's on the side. Oh my. I had never tasted anything like it. Trust me, this was no Big Mac. My mouth had an orgasm on the first bite.
The cabernet that was poured was first class, glasses clinked, and the dinner time conversation was sparkling.
It turned out the two women were both gigantic football fans. Who would have figured?! April was gaga for The Giants, Susie was crazed for the Bengals being from Kentucky even though both teams sucked. But I say that as a Green Bay fan.
We ranged from Susie's childhood growing up in Lexington, April who moved constantly because her dad worked for IBM, and how I ended up kidnapped, fucked and now staying by choice enjoying this fine meal and delightful experience with the two of them.
Dinner complete, April wanted to enjoy Remy Martin by the fire. Not the crap off of the grocery store shelf, but the 10 years old XO. Another thing I had never tasted or experienced. We sat in two burgundy leather club chairs. Since I only had one pair of clothes, Susie had been nice enough to wash them and I was wearing my party outfit of tight stonewashed jeans and an untucked, button down shirt. The entire time we were sipping our drinks April's pantyhosed foot was between my legs, high into my crotch and tickling my junk making my cock grow uncomfortably hard in my jeans.
"Excuse me," I said, and opened a number of the buttons on my 501s releasing my now throbbing dick as April's foot moved north and started to caress up and down its length with curled, nylon toes.
We sat there for awhile sipping and talking as she fiddled about teasing my increasingly aroused head smearing the precum over it with her nylon enclosed big toe.
By that time Susie had finished cleaning up and had gone down to her wing of the house for some private time and to crash for the evening. April and I had the house to ourselves and different plans.
I stood up, packed my cock back into my jeans, grabbed her hand and said, "Come with me." She got up and we walked together hand-in-hand into her bedroom. I locked the door.
Forty five minutes later I was tapping on Susie's door on the far end of the other wing. "Hey, are you still up?" She was and opened the door wearing the cutest babydoll nighty. White with pink ribbons, sheer that revealed her young, perky nipples pressing against the white lace top and frothy white lace panties sort of covering her pussy and tight, fine ass.
I was holding a fresh glass of wine and handed it to her. She took it with a quizzical look. I said, "Come with me. I want you to see something." She nodded her head, took my hand, we closed her door and walked across the house to the master bedroom.
I opened the door. Susie gasped in shock, "Oh Lordy!" because she was looking at April hogtied on her fancy, chrome, four-posted bed. Stripped totally naked, I had taken both her hands and her feet and tied them over her head to the front posts leaving her on her back, legs split open, over her knees, and a pillow under her butt putting her wide open pussy and splayed asshole on complete display. I had shoved her wet panties into her mouth to shut her up from screaming.
"How did you do that?"
"I was sitting on her getting a starter blowjob and rummaged around the headboard looking for toys to play with, found the ropes, grabbed her hands before she knew what I was doing and simply overpowered her. Voila! I think it's a work of art. Do you like it?"
Susie nodded, I wasn't sure if in shock at seeing her boss like this or in agreement.
"Seems like fair payback for what happened to me last night, don't cha think? At least she isn't drugged and out of it like I was," I winked.
"Hmmmm, rrruuufff, gffooo," moaned April. I turned to Susie. "Want to touch her? Caress her? She's freshly shaved and wet you know." I took Susie's glass and put the wine down, took her hand, led her over and placed her hand on April's pussy which she started to stroke.
After a while Susie slowly got into it and April started to buck and moan, her lips becoming more aroused, thicker, fuller, her pussy wetter. Susie looked hypnotized staring at April's soaking cunt, rubbing away.
She rubbed and rubbed and rubbed at April's pussy, and I watched as she slowly moved a hand into her own and began to stroke and rub it in tandem with April's I think a dam erupted in Susie since she had put her hand down to her own twat. She was slowly grinding on her hand against her clit, and kept at April's like she was playing with a brand new toy on Christmas Day.