Not Quite a White Knight Bk. 02 Pt. 08

Everybody present knew about partners for the law firm and how they enjoyed the wives of other lawyers. I had introduced Abril as the woman I took to the firm's social events, who everybody expected me to marry soon, and when I was promoted she would join in the wife exchange games. What Li and Resha did in 15 minutes with their smile, Abril expected to do for the same men, using her pussy, all night.

So when the whispering started, and the speculative looks, they circled around Abril as the leader. She was going to be my wife, so being at the center was kind of natural.

Li did not assert herself. My promise to make her my lifelong concubine and move her into my house was private. She expected that she would be the last among my wives.

After our make-out Zar got back to domestic tasks. She had led me into the caves to take her pleasure from my body as she wanted, it was our way. She did not feel that she needed anybody's permission - including my own - to enjoy me again. She recognized only Marta as having a prior claim, and Marta was in Detroit. But Zar also understood how I needed to manage the others.

I had enjoyed Cynthia in my bed Wednesday night, but only twice, as it had been a short night. I knew I could enjoy two or more of the girls today before supper if I did not climax in the first, and two more after supper. I dared to think I could enjoy all of them if we stretched thing out.

Well, we have to set goals for our life. When I say I am a greedy bastard, I know whereof I speak.

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Chapter 36. Mattress Relay - Round 1

Early Friday Afternoon

Eventually, with Abril's gentle urging, the "bold move" I expected came from the one who was the most timid. Li and Abril pushed Resha to me. She took note of the fact that I was a more than a little swollen someplace. "I was wondering... if maybe you would not mind... well, I would kind of like..." Resha was not normally this shy, at my office she sheds everything before the door is even closed. (Except, sometimes, her push-up half bra - I encourage her to wear it when she needs the support. I am the nice one.) Today the other females intimidated her. Still, "shy" was a charming look for her.

"Are you asking to go up to my bedroom?" I teased.

"Well, that would be wonderful... but my nature... I don't want to be selfish. We were all wondering about doing things... here." That had to be Abril's coaching, Resha was naturally reserved and private so she would not suggest public sex.

I stayed focused on Resha, like it was her idea. "With everyone watching? Well, for me it is no big deal... but for you?"

Resha touched my cock, brushing it with light fingertips. It jumped. I smiled encouragement. "I guess..." she said. She was very focused.

Then I recalled moving her, when she satisfied all the guys. "You really looked beautiful the day we moved you, beautiful because you were making the men very happy." She gave a shy grin at that, I had told her she looked good both clean, and very messy.

Suddenly I had a thought of her, her dark skin, dripping trails of white cum from a sexual marathon of many men inside and out, including a train and bukake. In my mental picture her body was bulging with my child. It was a powerful image and my cock jumped again.

Abril settled down next to me with her hands on my body and took over the conversation. "You know, I think we would all enjoy playing... watching... maybe sharing. It actually sounds like a great way to spend some time. Much better than the sex toys. I have often wondered how many you can... well, let us say... make us smile?" I was surprised, Abril wasn't usually like this, she is more self-centered. Still, I played along.

"Five is a big number," I said.

"Well, I said, 'sharing.' Some of us would enjoy helping."

"Sometimes, when there is a line... the order..." I started to say.

Abril cut me off. "Oh, I think that is not something YOU have to worry about. Somebody took a vote. You won... I'm sure you don't have to worry about the details."

There it was: the Abril I knew. Her statement was really just another way of saying I was not going to get a choice. Abril is such a natural con woman, making folks think they wanted what she gave. Did Abril have an agenda? Five to one... why was I not surprised?

Resha was on the other side of me, looking at my cock which had risen somewhat in eagerness. "May I? Please?" she asked. Resha looked hypnotized. She saw cocks, including mine, at work. Why did she ask? Ahhh... Abril said that she was first - with my approval. Why would Abril do that? I was sure Abril had a reason. My blood was redirected elsewhere, so I couldn't place Abril's motivation. Not that it mattered.

I nodded my permission. Everybody was watching as shy Resha used her hands to gently hold and caress my cock. At the office, even with Li, things are pretty business-like as time is an issue. But here Resha was free to take her time - which she seemed to need - and enjoy me. Like the evening when she moved, she used more of her body than just her lips. She gave the others a lesson as she used her cheeks and eyes and neck and breasts to love on my cock. My pre-cum, smeared around her face, was a blessing, not an issue. If I was watching I would have gotten hard, so you can imagine what happened actually feeling her loving on me.

Resha liked her job, it paid well enough, had benefits, was safe, plus it gave her a good deal of satisfaction to know that, for a few minutes, her face was everything, the complete focus, for the rich and powerful white men she serviced. Some of them were half nice and appreciative. But that was at work. In my house, she could enjoy herself with the simple mutual pleasures of sex. So she did. Plus, I got the impression that she got a extra charge out of "all my women" watching her consummate sexpertise with me.

Once I was 100% hard, her instinct was to take me in her mouth, so she did. I didn't really object, but after a minute I stopped her. "Is anything wrong with this picture?"

She looked confused, to her sucking my cock was the natural way of things.

I continued. "To me it looks a little like work for you. Also, you mentioned sharing, but while your lips are delightful, I am not sure everyone else wants to settle for sharing your snowball, and we both know how very good you are at getting my stuff out of me on a tight schedule." Resha blushed at that. Some of the others giggled because she was adorable when she blushed. "Finally, and this is the biggie for me in my house, I don't see you being pleasured... You of all people should know that is a problem for me." Everyone - they were all close around us paying attention - laughed in agreement. I am kind of predictable at some things, and for Resha balance is always a requirement.

Resha looked at Li who nodded that it was true. Then she turned back to me. "Really? You want to see my pleasure? Oh! Do you want to see me with somebody else?"

"I feel greedy for you today." I let that sink in. "You know, you are the only one here who is a mother. I appreciate that. If you would enjoy it, then yes, I would love to pleasure you... that special life-giving part of you.."

I was sincere about this, it was how I was raised. It showed.

Resha skin reddened as she became embarrassed, I was afraid for a moment that she would bolt. So I drew her into my arms - she has such a wonderful body to hold - and spoke to her softly. "What do you want? What would you want if we were alone?"

"Well... but Abril your intended is here and Li has done... and Cynthia... even Zar... I suspect all of them have had you inside... I don't want to ask for something that is not my place."

I spoke to Zar without looking up. "Could you bring the pad from the lounger over here?" She knew what I wanted, the lounger was oversized and extra long so it held two people with plenty of room, plus the fabric of the pad was very soft. I turned back to Resha. "You are beautiful, and you should realize that I really want you that way..."

"But, all the others..."

"Well, you know, I might be able to make more than one person smile with one erection, as long as nobody is greedy about... stuff. So do you want to give a try at turning the pleasure around?"

She hesitated, I guess she had been taken advantage of more often than most, she was desirable and not that smart so she would attract problems. I tried another direction.

"You are still on the clock, right?"

"Yes sir." She averted her eyes and slipped into an attitude of disappointed servitude. She thought I was different.

"Except you are not at the office. At my house, the rules are different. I bet you had a Christian upbringing, right? Or at least, you were in church sometimes."

"Yes sir, more than half the time." She sounded sore, like now I was going to use religion against her.

Whatever works for me is good. Cleverness and a knowledge of the Bible allow a lawyer any argument he wishes. Some are even valid. Today, instead of turning water into wine, I was going to get a mouth whore to spread her legs so she could enjoy pleasure, something she thought was wrong on every level - but it was something she wanted.

"Well then, I am sure you have heard a sermon about how the least shall be first, and how the master had to serve the servant?"

Her eyes got wide as she saw where I was going; it was not at all what she expected. She did not believe I could mean it. Then she recalled a similar thing that Sam had said, at their first meeting. That memory was intense, she could still feel Sam's hands, and the thrills of Sam's tongue probing so very deep into her body. She saw the connection, Sam had promised that her eyes would be opened. Now they were open wide, and she dared to go a step farther. "Yes, my Prince." She brightened.

"Let's skip the title, it's a secret and requires a conversation. Okay?" She nodded assent.

"As to the other, the rule in my house is that women always get pleased before I do... if possible. I really want to get a "pleasured" look from you, you really are beautiful, inside and out. I'm greedy for that memory - a memory of looking down and seeing your happy face from cumming on my cock. You give such good giggles... you know that." I touched her navel. She blushed, even with her dark skin we could all see it. "Could you help greedy me, let me do something that feels very good?"

"I am hard to please that way... I mean, with a man's..."

"You have not had me that way. Perhaps the wonders of Paradise await."

Abril was not objecting, she was smiling at Resha in a reassuring manner. Li was nodding agreement. Cynthia looked anticipatory. Resha was still sure, at a very basic level, it was wrong. But she wanted it, and I was greedy for it, and I talked about her religion... so she gave her consent. "Yes pleassszzzze," she said with a grin as she drew the word out.

The others around us laughed at her response. Embarrassed, she hid her face for just a moment. Her being naked with her big tits and shaved pussy exposed made hiding her face positively charming. Then she looked at my cock and her attitude changed.

I got her to settle on the cushion, on her back. Then I explained my next move. "As a general rule, I like to do some kissing, as a mutual pleasure thing. I wonder... you really have a wonderful body, it all looks so sweet and tempting... where should I start?" As I said this my gaze wandered over her body. She instinctively stretched, posing for my eyes. I focused on her tits so she held them up; offering them with a look that was coy and pleased. She was enjoying this. Then her thighs parted. That was my cue.

Quick as a flash, I moved between her legs, put my lips to her labials for a kiss and stuck out my tongue to lick the taste from her slit. Her pussy was fleshy, with fat outer lips and the inner lips protruded with what about three times the surface area of the outer lips. The shaft of her clit stood out at the prow, very attractive and accessible. Her hood did not contain the eager bud, her clit was too big. That was why she was easy for the clumsy fingers of teenage boys to arouse her, but they were too selfish and never finished the job. Well, I wanted to give her more of the pleasures buried in that maze, with something much better and wetter than fingers.

"No!" she gasped, too late, too loud. "You shouldn't lick me there. You are important, educated, rich. I'm a dirty mouth whore, I don't deserve... Ahhhh FUCK... FUCKFUCK... it feels SO fucking good."

Abril had that. "Don't worry, he will get to that... fucking business... soon enough," she said in Resha's ear. "You are too delicious for him not too." As my tongue and lips worked her pussy over with pleasure, opening the petals of her flower, enjoying the nectar, lashing the bud, Abril continued. "But he likes the flowers, his tongue likes to explore the folds. I can tell you like it, so don't fight the feeling. Enjoy him enjoying."

It did not take long, if teenage fingers could wind her up fast, my tongue was much more. Abril was right there with a tight hug the first time Resha twisted and moaned with pleasure. It came so fast she could not contain her response. Her body arched and she wanted to scream. Abril whispered softly in Resha's ear, "That's a good girl. Cum. Relax. Let go and enjoy. He praises you with pleasure. We all love to see him pleasure somebody. You are such a yummy snack, you do deserve his pleasure. He deserves giving it to you... it makes him feel good. We all get excited seeing you enjoy him so."

Li was on her other side. "Don't worry, something tells me we will all have to put up with the divine pleasure of his tongue in our private pleasure parts. Just thinking about is... well, enough some nights. It is part of him, he's a greedy man... so enjoy. I know I will, when my cum turns. We will all scream when he pleases us."

I could not have said it better. But instead of talking I was working out the alphabet with the tip on my tongue moving up and down her slit, navigating the complex labials. Fresh from swimming in the pool, and turned on by the sexy ambiance, she was oozing fresh juices and really was a delicious dark treat.

I do not pleasure many black girls. Resha was dark skinned, darker than most "black" actresses but not the real deep dark black that some Africans are. Plus she had Caucasian, not Negroid, facial features. I knew she was actually mostly Indian, from Southern India. Her maternal grandfather, I had seen his picture at her house when we moved her, was a very dark-skinned doctor with caucasian features, 100% from India so I guess she got his genes. After graduating medical school he traveled to Lagos and married a local girl there who was half Indian. There were dark indian genes in both grandparents on the other side as well; spicy seasoned curry was part of what drew both sets of grandparents together. Her genes gave her skin an almost reddish tone, but of course the most interesting colors were the pink flesh; for Resha the pink hidden in the folds was the color of the flesh of a dark cherry, a rich and unexpected color, but so sweet to run my tongue over, collecting her sweet dew. She was naturally rich with womanly flavors, instantly putting me in a mind to breed her, to see her body swell with a baby of mine. Of course that was impossible, even if the firm did not allow intercourse they require girls who were well-protected from pregnancy. But I had to say that Resha's body, with the womanly roundness of her booty plus her made-for-nursing breasts on her slim frame, inspired me to selfish desires.

I realized those urges were becoming a potentially dangerous habit. Still, I came by them honestly, they were so much a part of both cultures from my childhood.

She was so responsive. Hyper responsive. I had both thighs in a tight grip (and I am strong) but she arched and twisted and almost got away from me, first from the surprise and then from the sudden Himalayan peak of pleasure at the climax taking her. Below the waist she was sleek with no extra fat. I did not know her birthdate, I only knew she had not celebrated her 22nd birthday. But everything about her said "womanly" in a very "exciting my balls" way.

Abril was still right next to Resha, holding her hands tightly, whispering sweetness. Abril's participation told me she was okay with where this was going.

Plus, Abril had her own desires in play. She asked Resha, "Your breast is topped by the loveliest nipple. I like such treats. As long as his mouth is busy... may I? Please?"

"Oh yes... please. I nursed my child... He feels SO GOOD TO ME down there... but that ended... before I started working... in January... OHHHH... you both feel so good."

I had wondered about the little one at her house, whether it was a sibling or offspring, either was possible. She must have worked very hard to get back her figure, especially given the demands nursing placed on her in terms of nutrition and her hunger.

Abril was gentle at first, but Resha reacted from the first contact. Girl-girl was a job requirement, but that did not mean it was something she would accept by choice. especially from somebody she just met. I'm guessing Resha never accepted another woman willingly before her first visit with Sam. But these days she enjoyed those visits. Now Abril would make this feel better. Resha was confused about if she wanted it, but she had to like it, and liking was starting to grow on her.

After a few minutes Abril lifted her mouth and I could see how much longer and stiffer her bottle-like nipple had become. I was going to really enjoy fucking this hot body.

Resha's nipple was not the only thing growing. Cynthia had started to suck my almost fully erect cock, not getting me off, just keeping it happy. Resha watched carefully, she was not used to such joint efforts. She wondered if she would get what she expected, or if the other girls would distract me. Cynthia wasn't trying to take in more than my cockhead, but she was doing a very good job at building my erection up to all that it could be and then keeping it there, feeling good. Her light tongue dancing around my balls occasionally, helping keep things nice and happy without taking my excitement to the next level. She knew how I liked it and had become very good in the short time she had practiced. Maybe she got extra instruction from her mother (who was very good at oral) or father. Or Abril. Likely all three.

Resha took in how both women were helping things along. "Sharing..." Li whispered in Resha's other ear, "is nice for everybody," Li said. Then she kissed Resha's cheek.

As intended, Resha took the participation of everybody as implicit permission for me to pleasure her first among these women who seemed so eager to me. Also, having an audience watching her being pleasured to the edge of control was new to Resha, it contributed to her excitement. Having them take part redoubled the excitement.

Abril kept working on that nipple, she was sucking it stronger, and when Resha urged it, using her teeth for an extra touch. With her hands free Resha cradled Abril's head at her breast. She whispered sweet encouragements between her moans and groans and exaltations caused on my efforts.

Li, in turn, whispered sweet praise into Resha's other ear and lightly ran her hands on the girl's body while giving Resha's cheeks and ears a sprinkle of light kisses. She said that Resha was giving all of them pleasure and they loved to share. Plus, the situation would reverse soon enough.

I am pretty good at arousing pleasure when pussy eating, I am sure everybody watching thought so. The helpers did not slow thing down, it was about four minutes before Resha's body arched and writhed again. She screamed as she gave up her second passionate release of the night. I could tell she was surprised by it. My tongue was fucking into her with a wiggle at the end and I guess tongue fucking was another new experience for her. Her entrance was well guarded by complex labials. I concluded that her earlier boyfriends had all been pigs. I persisted and once I got to the source of her juices I plunged my tongue deep again and again, making a point of passing over her clit while sliding down the valley and moving inside.