Magic Fingers Ch. 10

It was a nursery.

Melanie noticed my momentary shock and tears came flooding to her eyes. That was enough to make my brain synapses fire rapidly and assess the situation.

I turned on her, wrapped my arms around her, picking her up off the ground and spun around, before putting her down and hurriedly saying, "Sorry, did I hurt you." As I bent slightly and put my hand on her belly.

I heard a loud, "Oh My God, is there no limit to the male ego. You stick you're dick in a woman and assume your seed can overpower modern medicine."

"What," I asked.

Carol now looked at Melanie, "Well I guess you have your answer."

"What, "I said again.

Melanie had even more tears in her eyes.

"Please, so I don't have to say WHAT again, will some one take pity on me?"

Melanie looked down, "No, I'm not pregnant, but I want to be. I just wasn't sure that it would be what you want. When Carol saw that room she believed that, this was my way of making a subtle hint to you."

I took her in my arms, "If you want, come with me and we can take care of that right now, though personally, I'd rather wait until we were married."

"If you two don't stop this mush, I'm going to barf."

"Come here baby, I said to Carol, "Time for a group hug."

"No Carol said, "It's time to go before fly-boy ties me up to the out side of that rotary-craft and flies off. ----------

At 4:00 on the dot, we touched down at "The Villa".

We were greeted by a young Sophia Lauren. Long dark brown hair, big deep brown eyes, high cheek bones, full lips on a long face and cleavage that, "Ouch" I said as Melanie gave me a sharp elbow in the ribs along with some sound advise. "Close your mouth, you're drooling."

Nicoletta, or Nikki as she asked me to call her was an Italian bombshell. When I say that she looked like Sophia Laurens younger sister, both she and Melanie had stories of how she had once been mobbed in Florida at Disney World by tourists who thought Nikki was her.

We sat in a large sunken family or gathering room that had a central open fireplace with hood above. The room was conducive to relaxed conversation, with artwork that, I was told by Melanie, came from local southwest artists. The furniture was dark wood and leather, with large heavy low tables and stands.

Carol started to talk about our business venture but was cut off by Nikki, saying. "I know you are excited, as am I about this project, but now is the time to renew old friendships."

And looking at me, said, " And of course, make new ones. After dinner we can digest our meal and discuss business over coffee and cognac."

"And Melanie, I had them make Paruginies and Ba-bas just for you."

As our conversations continued, I mentioned that her villa was incredible and seemed to exude a warm welcoming feeling.

She expressed surprise, "Oh, I thought you knew, this place is titled "The Villa" it isn't really one and I do not own it. It belongs to friends of mine. Roberto Motta and his wife Anna, we some times trade places. They allow me access to this house while I give them entry to my place in Germany."

At that moment, a slender older woman, who looked anything but Italian entered and announced, that dinner will be served in moments. ----------

The entire dinner must have taken over an hour and a half to eat, as there were delays between each of the four course meal. The conversation had no such delays, we all continued to talk, telling humorous stories and describing some of our lives adventures to each other.

By the time I was done, I remembered seeing an old Alka-seltzer commercial, "I ate too much I ate to fast." Oops, I wasn't done, then came out a small plate of pealed and cut fresh fruit, with walnut halves and whole almonds. Finally, I pushed my chair away from the table and said, "Will someone please roll me away, so I don't eat any more."

"Oh my God, Carol blurted out, "I think I just popped a button on my slacks."

Nikki just smiled, "Yes, the food was very good, but I believe we all need some coffee to help us digest."

And as she spoke, the espresso was served. We were each given a demitasse cup along with a small ceramic pot of steaming espresso, along with a slice of Panatone. I was told it was a dessert usually served around Christmas and New Years, but as Roberto owned the company that made it, it was served at every occasion in his house.

Once we had each drunk our first cup, Nikki began, "Now tell me all about the venture that we are about to embark upon."

Carol began, "Well, I'm sure Melanie told you we need investment money and want four female investors to put up twelve million dollars each, with another five in one to two years."

"Carol, " Nikki spoke. "I would give you fifty millions now. I don't know you all that well, but I know Melanie and if she thought investing in pet rocks was a good idea, I'd back her one hundred percent."

Melanie began, "Nikki, it's not just about the money. We really need four influential women."

"Ah, now I see where you're going, yes, yes, very smart. Did you invite Jean Blance?"

"No, I wish I had more time, but we need to move quickly, that's why you and IS were the first two I contacted."

"Good, I haven't seen IS since last Christmas when the three of us went to Reno."

"Don't remind me, IS almost got us thrown out of Binions when she climbed up on the stage with that singer.

"Anyway, Nikki, I need to explain everything we intend to do and offer, so you can promote us to the 'In People' you know. I don't know exactly how to put this."

Carol interrupted, "I can be crass, I'll tell her.

"Nikki, in addition to the standard services I offer at my clinic and the pampering of a spa, John can make a woman have a female ejaculation and orgasm that will curl your toes. That is our ace in the hole. That is what wealthy women will pay good money for."

"You mean you want to sell John as a kind of sex slave to these women?"

Melanie, spoke, "No, he has a very special ability and the only way for you to truly understand it is to experience it."

Nikki developed a shocked expression and kind of pushed herself back in the chair as she said, "You want me to have sex with your lover?"

"This is not going well." I interjected. "Will both you and Carol just relax and let me try and explain?

"Nikki, First and foremost, I don't have sex with the women who seek the release of their tensions. I get women to ejaculate.

"I have been told by some that it feels like a religious experience. After I am done with my explanation, ask both Carol and Melanie how it feels to them and what they have seen happen to the one woman they saw me work on.

"That said, here is how I work. First, the woman needs to empty her bladder, then she will lay on a bed with a pillow under her head. I do what I can to relax her. After the first session, relaxation is not as complicated an issue, however the initial session is perhaps the most difficult aspect of the female release.

"Once relaxed I insert two fingers into her vagina and by manipulating her peritoneal gland she releases a fluid very similar to that of a man, minus the actual sperm of course. After the release, the woman feels at peace and is allowed to rest. End of session.

"Ok, now, Carol explain what you saw in Kay and how you felt, and then its Melanie's turn. Once she has heard your stories, if Nikki agrees, she can experience this female ejaculation first hand, so she can then explain it to her female friends and there by creating a demand for our business.

"Carol, you have the floor."

Carol now became more clinical and explained in detail the session with Kay and the end result. She then went into more personal and detailed description about her session than I expected her to. As she continued, I noticed Nikki began to fidget and several times, I saw her hand move from the table to her lap.

Next, it was Melanie's turn. She mentioned that her relationship with me was more than casual, so her feelings would be bias, but she also gave a more vivid explanation than I had expected.

When they were both done, all three women looked flushed and a want seemed to fill their eyes, as they looked at me with expectation.

I looked at them and said, "No, No, No, I have a weak heart, just Nikki."

Nikki realized the ball was in her court. "I want to see if this is all true, but to be honest, I am afraid. If I go along with this will you two be with me?"

"Oh Nikki. They both cooed together, "Yes , it is kind of scary the first time, not knowing if you can do what John says. Especially knowing other women have, I know that was part of my fear also," Melanie said.

I interrupted, "You three, go and get ready and I'll have another cup of espresso. Just call me when." ----------

Melanie came out to get me, she had a pink fluffy robe, with a collar of darker pink feathers. She caught the fact that I did a double take and had to look down to hide the smirk on my face. I had an overwhelming desire to make a remark about her bordello robe, when she spoke.

"Don't say a word, and especially keep your mouth closed when you see Carol, even if you have to bite your tongue."

"Well, that was fast," I said, trying to change the subject before I put myself in the doghouse.

"Look, John, Nikki is very nerves now. Carol mentioned how you saw through her and got her to vocalize.

"Once she heard that, I saw tears fill her eyes before she could wipe them away. John, something is wrong and she is frightened, but seems to want to do this, so please, don't push if she doesn't want to give in."

"Melanie, I promise, I will not push unless she wants me to. Do you understand what I'm saying?"

She paused for a moment, "I know, but she seems more frightened than I was."

"Ok, it's good you told me. Now I need to know from you, if I need to, well, stimulate her for a while or..."

Melanie cut in. "I know what you're saying, and no, I won't be jealous, help her if you can."

"Melanie my love, can you pretend that the things you see me do to her, I am actually doing them to you?"

"I know you love me, now lets go and I want you to help her if you can. Make me proud John."

We walked into the bedroom. Nikki was lying on the bed in a similar white fluffy bathrobe and Carol was sitting on the bed beside her in a fluffy red one. I could see a glare in Carol's eye, almost daring me to say something. A nudge from Melanie made me back down from the challenge.

On the nightstand was a hairbrush, a small bottle of feminine lubricant and there was a small glass dildo. I was told; by a blushing Nikki, that it was all she had in the area of personal pleasure items.

Carol stood and walked over to the chase lounge while Melanie sat in the chair by the vanity.

"Nikki, do you want to remove the robe or just part it for me."

Carol spoke before Nikki could formulate an answer. "Nikki baby, take my advice, take it off now, if you don't it'll just get in your way."

"Ok", came from Nikki as she stood and slid the robe off. Her ass was tight and firm, curving down to beautifully shaped legs. Her fully exposed breasts jiggled as she walked over to Carol and handed it to her.

Nikki walked erect, spine straight in an effortless gate. Her calves were not muscled, but she moved with the appearance of having power in her legs.

She lay back on the bed, legs pressed tight together, making her mound of short black hair seem to protrude upward. Without a word, she locked her eyes on the ceiling.

I reached down and put my hand on her full breast as I noticed her small tight nipples were both located very close to the bottom of her pinkish brown areola.

As she felt my touch, she just blinked her eyes shut for a moment. I gently pulled on one nipple, and noticed the same single blink.

I took my hand away, another blink. I turned my body, putting my head next to hers and looked up at the ceiling.

without looking at her, I said, "Could you scoot over a little?"

She obediently did, keeping her arms at her side.

I laid my full body on the bed, put my hands on my stomach, and said, "Can you move over a little more, I don't see it."

Her first words, "See what?"

"I don't, know. I'm hoping I'll know it when I see it."

"What are you talking about." she sounded a bit irritated with me.

I was still lying next to her, pushing against her slightly as I said, "Are you looking at something special, or am I that ugly that you can't bear the sight of me."

She rolled over on top of me, put her head in my neck and began to cry.

I heard a noise and thought Melanie had jumped up to comfort Nikki, so I pulled my hand from my side, held up a stop signal and then wrapped my arm around Nikki and held her as she cried.

As the crying subsided, Nikki tried to move off me, but I held her tight until I felt her relax. I then rolled her over, putting her on her back again as I lay on my side propped up by my elbow.

Looking down on her, I said, "No words Nikki, just relax and feel me touch you."

My lips touched hers and her hands came up and held my head as she began to kiss me back. I did not pull away, I interlaced my fingers with hers and brought them to the back of my neck, then my shoulders and finally to my chest as I pulled my lips from hers.

She gave a soft whimper of no, as I said, "shhh, just feel everything, and relax, let me do all the work."

I let go of her hands and stood at the bedside, "Now, slide over this way."

She obediently responded.

I bent and began to kiss her jaw line. As I worked my way to her throat, she lifted her chin higher to give me more access. Her hands once again went to my head and I moved my lips to her ear and whispered, "This is all for you Nikki, please, relax and let it happen, relax, feel and enjoy the sensations."

She took her hands away, let out a heavy breath and sigh, as her body seemed to deflate.

I moved my lips to her right breast and began to run my tongue around it. I took hold of her left hand and placed it on her breast. Finding her fingers, I directed them to her nipple. She needed no further coaching after that.

I was still busy lavishing small kisses and licks to her other breast, as I felt her move fully into this comfort zone. I moved and slid my tongue down, across her belly and into her short-cropped pubic hair.

She did not jump as I expected, she simply raised her hips and pushed her body back, so my tongue came in contact with her clit. It was almost as long as Carols, but no where as wide.

I flicked my tongue over it and again her hands were at my head, pushing me against her. I let her push and as I sucked her clit in my mouth, her hands flew away and I heard them slap the bed as she gave a loud gasp.

I let go and stood over her as she whispered up to me, "I've been bad, please fuck me hard. Spank me if you must, but I need to be punished. I need to feel pain."

No longer whispering she said, "Use the hair brush, hit my pussy, fuck my ass, punish me, I've been so bad."

"Nikki, this is better I promise."

I pushed two fingers into her. I didn't rock them as I normally do. I thrust them in and out while trying to feel for that spongy spot. I had to push my hand hard against her and hold it there while I searched with my fingertips. When I found it, it was still very soft. I pulled out of her and now began rubbing her clit as she was complaining.

"No, No. Make it hurt, do it hard. Put more in me."

I applied more pressure to her clit as I rubbed.

"Harder," she yelled as she pushed her hips up.

I roughly pulled my fingers down off her clit and jammed three of them into her cunt, to hear, "Yes make it hurt. Do it fast and hard. Make me cry."

I gave her several fast and hard thrusts, and finally, there it was, now sticking out to where I could feel it. I began to tap it very hard and all her motion seemed to stop, as if her brain had to understand this new feeling.

I slid my fingers back out to rub her clit and changed techniques. I pinched her clit with my fingers and pulled on it. I began to pull, push and squeeze her clit hard, to be rewarded with "Oh Fuck, fuck it hurts, do it don't stop."

I did stop, to yells of "NO, NO."

Before she could complain further, I jammed four fingers in her and began to push.

She spoke in a panicked voice, "What are you doing? I'm going to pee. Stop. What are you doing?"

"Go on Nikki," I said. "Be a bad girl and pee so I can punish you."

"Oh I shouldn't," she cried as she bucked my fingers out and began to squirt and scream, "OH MY GOD."

When her hips came back down, four of my fingers impaled her again.

"Now to punish you and make you squirt."

She cried, "Harder. Shove your whole hand in me."

I tucked my thumb in and with a brutal thrust; my hand penetrated her up to my knuckles. To the sound of a wild scream, I pushed again and my hand was buried in her cunt up to my wrist.

Her hips began to move in an effort to come. My hand in her cunt pushed down as I told her "Not yet! I need to punish you!"

This was all new territory to me, and I found myself being turned on in a way that I had never before experienced.

I began to slap her clit with my free hand as I made a fist with the hand in her cunt. I began to turn my fist, applying hard pressure against her engorged gland.

Every time she would move her hips in an effort to release, I would slap her clit again as she cried her pleas for me to let her cum.

"No, don't move! This is your punishment for being bad."

Now tears were streaming from her eyes as she begged for release. When I saw tiny pulses of fluid being forced out of her, I yelled. "NOW! Come now!"

As I ripped my hand from her cunt. She was bucking, rolling, screaming and squirting as I pinned her shoulders to the bed. I sucked her breast deep into my mouth, and began to bite.

I didn't know if she was still squirting, but her hips were still thrashing and I still needed force to keep her shoulders against the bed.

Then, almost eerily, it was quiet. Her body went limp and dropped to the bed. Through her breast in my mouth, I could feel her heart pounding. I could feel the blood rushing thru it.

I released her breast, got the dildo and inserted it into her open vagina burying the glass rod deep in her. As I slid it in, I could actually see the pink flesh in her open cunt, still pulsing in spasms.

I brought her into the fetal position and after retrieving her robe from the lounge, covered her with it.

Melanie was laying on the floor, pulling on a nipple, her eyes closed, oblivious to all around her as she fucked herself, her hand moving in short bursts as she pleasured herself, her thighs slick with her own lube.

Carol was laying on the lounge, one leg over the side, a large wet spot on the cushion as she had three fingers in her cunt. Her other hand was pulling her clit to new lengths as she seemed to strum it with her fingers. Her face was knotted in deep concentration.

I went over to Melanie, took my cloths off and knelt beside her, pulling her up into my arms.

"John, no, no, just fuck me John, make me squirt, I need it. I've come so much, I need to squirt."

I knelt between her legs and put them over my shoulders as I drove my needy cock into her.

Her pussy seemed to be going wild as it wrapped it self around my thrusting shaft. I was so hot and so hard, it hurt. I needed to release and I pounded hard and fast into her.

Melanie was coaxing me on. "Yes, Yes, that's the spot. John fuck it, hit it hard. Yes."

She jolted and my prick came sliding out as she pumped spray over my chest. I could feel the force behind each squirt. As they slowed and stopped, her eyes closed and her leg muscles relaxed.

"No Melanie," it was my turn to feel the desperation of need. "Oh Darlein, I need to cum." I almost wailed.