A Fantasy about Love Pt. 06

"Go on, James. Take me again, and take me hard."

I was still rigid and moved rapidly inside her, pumping up and down, and as she requested, faster and faster. I bent and sucked her nipple and placed my mark on her breast; she moaned: "yes, please, yes, pull it" and I got carried away. I tweaked her stiff nipple and drilled my shaft into her; this made her come once more and I accompanied her. I lost it this time, pounding her and she let go with a scream of satisfaction. "Oh YES, YES, YES!"

She came once more when I finally filled her with my seeds and I was shuddering also with excitement as I felt her giving herself to me, asking me to take her, demanding that I showed her who her master was. Slowly we relaxed and I slipped out of her with a popping noise. A flood of juices followed, and she moaned again, but this time I felt that it was not only pleasure, but pain, too. I apologized immediately, but she calmed me down.

"I wanted this, my love. You have always been so careful with me, preparing me to be loved, placing my satisfaction always in front of yours, waiting for me to climax before you allowed yourself to release, but now I saw all these women desiring you and I needed to know that I'm your woman, for you to take and to hold, to receive and to give. I wanted to be taken, for you not to worry about me, but only on your own pleasure. It hurts a bit, but it is a pain that pleases, that will remind me for some time of this moment, and there is nothing I want more than this. Hold me in your arms... and now you can be gentle and caring!"

A tear dropped on her cheek and she hugged me with all force.

"I'm so happy you cannot imagine, my love." She kissed me and her eyes were gleaming when she looked at me. She kissed me again, moved her body a bit and suddenly said: "Management decision, my dear. I don't really want to move at this moment, so you can either get up, get a cloth and clean us, or we'll sleep in a wet bed. What do you prefer?"

I thought for a moment about leaving her arms, but accepted her practical suggestion. At this moment it was still nice, but in an hour, it would still be wet, but also cold. So off I got, did as suggested, and went back to her arms.

"Do you know that you are easily ordered around? All I need is a smile and you do what I want! Will this last?"

I confirmed that I was easily open to suggestions from her, but only from her since I trusted her blindly and she would never do anything to hurt me.

"And Mom?" I considered her question and said that I would listen and decide what I would do. "And Mary Ann?" I reflected on this matter for a moment and said that I did not know yet what to think about her. I was certain that she loved me and was totally dedicated to me and to us. She had crept into my heart, too, but I needed time to ascertain what kind of love that was.

"We'll see about this, but never somebody will be to me as close as you are, and always will be!"

Maureen decided that this was enough questioning and wanted to sleep; she offered her breasts for my goodnight kisses and closed her eyes after giving me a sweet kiss. I thought a while about what had happened, of what was going to happen, and worried whether I had hurt her. She had said not to worry, but worry I did until I fell asleep also.

When I got up in the morning Maureen was still asleep. I did my exercises, stretched and then shaved. When I came back to the bedroom, she was looking at me.

"You got out of bed without my kisses: come back immediately!"

"You, my dear, have become a demanding and commanding wife. Where is that girl who cared for me and promised to do whatever I wanted?"

"When you said 'YES' in the church things changed, my love, so please come here and kiss me."

I told her in my most decisive ton: ¨I do not come because you ordered it, but because you said 'Please'!¨

I lay down beside her and started my kisses going from her hair slowly done to her toes. She moaned and at the end, asked me to stop. "I'd like very much to make love, but my body still hurts in certain places. Can we please just kiss and hug, and I'll make it up to you soon?"

I asked for room service and knowing that it was our last day, the service was outstanding and as a courtesy, the restaurant sent a bottle of good bubbly. We enjoyed the food and the champagne, and slowly prepared to leave this paradise. I packed our luggage under the supervision of my good wife (the word 'wife sounded very nice to me) and were ready for a light lunch and then the return to Brisbane as promised to Eileen. A good-humored farewell to the lovely stewardesses and the shopping partner: I received a kiss from all of them, and it was not always a light touch pick on my cheek, and off we went.

At the airport the check-in was fast, and we were called to the supervisor.

"Count de Winter, we saw that you fly Business Class. If you agree, we would upgrade you to First Class?"

Maureen accepted this offer gracefully and we were led to the Lounge. I whispered to her that this was one of the few benefits we had being of obsolete nobility; I added, however, that it helped that she was so beautiful: tanned from the sun, dressed in a white blouse with a few buttons undone showing a bit of lace of her bra, a tight black trouser and golden sandals, her hair brushed and shining, her eyes sparkling, and her opal pendant and emerald ring adding to her perfect image. She hit me with her elbow when nobody was looking and said that I was not too bad myself.

Chapter 26: Fun and games in Brisbane

The flight left at night, stopped in Singapore and arrived in Brisbane before lunch. Eileen had sent a car and we arrived soon at her house. When we opened the door, she was already waiting: a picture of elegant sexuality. She was dressed in a white blouse as her daughter (but without the bra), two buttons undone already, and the blouse was definitively transparent showing her stiff nipples, a white short wrap-around skirt, and little black sandals. She embraced Maureen for a long time and then turned to me.

"James, I have missed you so much. Thank God that you're finally here with me!"

She hugged me and offered her lips for a kiss. Her tongue came out and asked to enter my mouth, which I accepted readily, and we kissed each other like lovers who had not seen each other for a long time. She wrapped her body around me and pushed her breasts into my chest. Then she stepped back and smiled.

"The two of you look wonderful: happy, tanned and satisfied. Come in, I've prepared lunch."

I took out luggage to Maureen's room while the two ladies exchanged the latest gossip. When I came back, Eileen suggested that we had a shower, change into something more comfortable, and with a quite malicious smirk, sit down for lunch.

Maureen went first and Eileen stopped me.

"James, you can spend your time more profitably than looking at luggage, while Maureen takes a shower."

I glanced at her as she slowly opened the rest of the buttons.

"Woof, woof. My puppies say that they feel abandoned and they need more attention than I can give them. Would you please try to calm them down?"

I went back to her and holding her hands below her breasts, she offered them for me to kiss and caress. She had wider areolae than Maureen, but her nipples were larger and stiffer, and they fitted nicely in my mouth. I feasted on them and Eileen sighed: "Finally, you're here. You've to make up a lot to me, my love. My heart and my body need you, so be prepared to make love to me."

Somebody coughed behind us and Maureen asked why she could not leave us alone for a moment and her mother had started to undress already. I turned around and there was she, not completely undressed, but there was nothing hiding her body. She had selected one of the long transparent gowns that exposed her breasts, showed her narrow waist and long legs, and offered her little exclamation mark on her pussy for our appreciation. "Local rules, my love."

Eileen repeated: "Local rules" and unwrapped her skirt. There were no panties, just her marvelous full mound, shaved completely, and the wrinkly pussy lips showing some drops already. Observing them showing their bodies to me, I could not decide who was more beautiful: mother or daughter. I knew who I loved more, but physically they were just stunning.

"Well, Look at this - a bite mark on your breast? What happened?"

"James got carried away last night and I had to use a bikini the next morning; no more topless as it would have been too obvious what had happened."

"Well, James, I do appreciate passion in a man, especially my man. Let's get carried away with me, too, a bit later, please? Now go and have your shower and Maureen and I will open the wine."

She took her daughter's arm and I heard her asking how the trip went, whether she was called Countess, what she wanted to do tomorrow because she had made our plans for today already, and then they were gone to the kitchen. I had my shower, changed into my traditional shorts and t-shirt, and went to join them. Eileen had changed, too, and this time into a little bolero that opened at every move to show her firm breasts and still stiff nipples, and a white transparent skirt that had slits at the site and the front, giving easy access to a little caress. I went over to them and took them into my arms.

"I'm a very happy man to have you with me and please, please never leave me."

Eileen looked at Maureen and whispered whether I had had too much sun. I asking them not to leave me? How stupid was this? First they would never even think about that possibility and second, they knew that our original joining had created a union that could not be broken. Had I forgotten that?

I apologized for saying that, but explained that once in a while I wondered why I deserved my luck to have them with me as I had done nothing, but loved them.

"As long as you continue doing this, we will always be at your side, loving you and caring for you. Don't worry; we'll make certain that you'll never forget this!"

Eileen had prepared shrimps for an entrée served with a little Sauvignon Blanc, and veal with a beautiful Helen's Hill Single Vineyard Pinot Noir. As always, the food was wonderful, the conversation less so. Eileen had shown interest in our stay at the hotel, and Maureen had started to tattle on the available fun we had; The stewardesses, the wife of the hotel manager, the topless beach with the volley ball games, and how I had easily entered the games. I tried to say that I wanted to exercise after all the good food, but Maureen said that the only body part I exercised were my eyes following the movements of the breasts of the players just in front of me. She also admitted, however, that those breasts were very pretty and worthwhile to be observed, and then she continued telling Eileen how many kisses I received when I had won a game, how many more when I had lost a game, and the grand finale at the farewell.

I tried not to blush, but when Maureen went into details about some of the offers she received for sharing a bed - and the reasons for the offer - I tried desperately to turn to another subject, but without success. At the end, she remarked that I had behaved decently as she expected me to; after all a Count knew the meaning of noblesse oblige, and that she was very happy.

We finished with a Muscat Liqueur and then Eileen asked what we wanted to do. Maureen played along and told her that we were still a bit tired and she wanted to retire; perhaps she might be interested in joining us? One could see the force that Eileen used not to yell 'YES', and she followed us to Maureen's bedroom. Maureen was still a bit sore and when we lay down, one on each side, Eileen asked what had happened. Maureen looked at me and I reminded her: "Local rules - no lies."

"James happened. I was very horny and didn't want to be cuddled, I wanted to be taken by my man. Mom, he did, and it was wonderful. At the end, it got out of control a bit and he wanted to stop, but I insisted and finally I saw my man losing control and just pleasing himself, and not always thinking about my satisfaction. When he came, I came, too, and it was something new for me. He's always so considerate and seeing and feeling him out of control and pounding my pussy was wonderful. He apologized, but I told him how happy I was. I'm still sore, but I'm also very satisfied; I would not do this every night, but once in a while..."

Eileen licked her lips and glanced at me. "May I suggest that occasionally, I'm also very horny? And you don't have to apologize to me at the end!"

Their outfits had somehow disappeared, and both placed my hands on their breasts, waiting for me to advance in the eternal game.

I had seen beautiful women before, but these two were all I wanted. I kissed Eileen's breasts with her stiff nipples and then turned to Maureen with her puffy areolae and a bit smaller, but also very stiff nipples. It took me some time to be satisfied and then went to the next stage of hands slowly gliding down to pussies. Their movements became a bit more agitated and suddenly Maureen said: "James, my love, I had you every day. Please concentrate on Mom, she needs you also!"

I gave her a kiss and turned to Eileen and she lifted herself up and lay down on my body, her face ready for kissing, her breasts boring into my chest, and her legs encircling my waist. She started to rub herself up and down and lifting her upper body, looked down. My penis was stiff already and waiting for an initiation to enter. Her labia were completely wet, and her juices were dropping on my stomach. She looked at Maureen and whispered: "May I?" and upon Maureen's nod, took my shaft and led it to her entrance. Slowly I pushed forward but did not find the entrance. I tried again and Eileen lifted her hips helping me, but without success. Frustrated, she looked at Maureen and whispered: "Help me..."

Maureen was surprised by this request, but moved down to the edge of the bed and seeing Eileen's hips still lifted high, grasped my stiff penis and put it at the tight entrance; but even so I could not enter. She took my shaft in one hand, opened Eileen's outer lips, rubbed my penis against the wet walls and led it the first inch into the taut hole. Then she slapped her mother's ass and said: "Go for it, Mom!"

I pulled Eileen close and she pulled me into her; the walls were tight, and my shaft was slipping in only slowly. When finally I arrived at her cervix, she relaxed and said that she wanted to stay this way for a moment: I deep inside her and her on top of me, feeling every move. Maureen gave me a kiss and then kissed her mother, too. Both seemed to like it and I watched them tonguing each other with delight. I felt abandoned and started to move and this caused Eileen to switch her attention from kissing to making love. One more deep kiss and she started to move in earnest.

She reached up to the posts of the bed and held herself up and moved her body up and down, then a bit sideways in a small circle, then up and down again, and continued until she was practically jumping up and down. She started to become rather loud, yelling my name, telling me to take her hard and fast, and then she shivered and collapsed, visibly satisfied and happy. At least I thought that she was satisfied when she slipped off me and lay on her back.

"Now you work, my love. I'm all yours!"

Our combined fluids were dripping out of her pussy, but she did not want to stop: she wanted to be taken again right now. I had not come yet, so I started to move into my own rhythm and trying to get as deep as possible into her and it helped that there was no friction anymore; but at the end, our almost desperate moves gave me enough reason to go faster and faster, pounding her and even with legs tight around my hips, I once slipped out. She pulled me in immediately again and finally I got my release, too. I felt her coming once more with me, both of us trembling with the strength of our lovemaking.

I slipped out and lay beside her, but she told me to get back on top of her; she wanted to feel my body on her, guiding my shaft back into her; she wanted to feel my weight on her, possessing her. She stretched her body, moving her pussy around my penis, but after a while, she stopped.

"I really needed this, James; you've been away for too long! But I believe that I had enough: it starts to become sore from all the excitement. I love you very much and you can have me again if you're not completely satisfied, but I really would prefer some rest. Now you can be gentle and caring."

Hadn't I heard these words before? Mother and daughter feeling alike? Whatever the reason was, I was very gentle and caring with her. I kissed her, nuzzled on her breasts, stroked her long legs, and in general made platonic love to her. She enjoyed it and suddenly Maureen joined me kissing her neck, touching her breasts, gently touching her labia, and caressing her body and her mind.

Eileen relaxed and slowly her eyes dropped closed. She turned to me, put her head on my chest and mumbled: "Embrace me..." and fell asleep. Maureen smiled and said that she had seldom seen her mother so content.

"James, you've an influence over Mom and me that cannot be explained easily. We were different before we met you: Mom driven and aggressive, I rebelling and unhappy. Look at us now! We glance at you and our heart melts; you touch us, and we want to make love; we feel protected and safe whatever happens; we live to protect you and we're certain that this will continue to the end of our life. We'll tease you, enjoy offering our bodies to you and it is so much fun watching you looking and touching our breasts, which will always be at your disposal!"

She laughed, happy and content.

"We order you around, have arguments with you, tease you mercilessly, but at the end, we're yours, for you to take and to love. We even have accepted another woman into our circle because she feels the same: loving you, protecting and trusting you and we know that she can be trusted, as a friend, as a sister, and as your lover. She'll not be one of us; she'll be her own person and will add and complete our group, but she's also yours to take and to love. There can be no greater trust from us, but we're certain that you'll honor our trust."

She added that she would sleep for a while and for me not to move, as Eileen was encircled by my arms and if I moved, she would wake up. We all needed our sleep and could continue the conversation at night. I smiled: could there be a better life? Having one in my arms and the other smiling at me, winking once before she closed her eyes - life was wonderful. I reflected on what had happened to me during the last year, how my life had changed and how everything was different from what I had planned for that year.

When I woke up, Eileen was still encircled by my arms and she was breathing peacefully, with a small smile on her face. Maureen had disappeared, so I slowly moved away from Eileen and slipped out of the bed. She protested looking for my arms and I put my pillow close to her. She took it, held it close and the smile reappeared. I went to the bathroom, did my things and went looking for Maureen. She was in the kitchen and told me that I had arrived just in time; the tea was ready for us.

She had used Eileen's delicate Wedgwood bone china and the smell drifting from the teapot was tantalizing. She had added a few cookies and some finger food: a perfect combination for a light interval. She had also gone back to her transparent gown with her lovely breasts exposed, and after sitting me at the table and getting me a cup of that delicious tea, she sat on my lap. "I have to be punished, my love. I left our bed without giving you my breasts to kiss, but I'll make it up to you. Please take them now!"