MichaelReleasing my hold on her mouth, I slide the hand between us, playing with her bud.She's got the sense to keep the noise down but hearing her try to restrain herself just makes me harder."You okay?" she asks between squeaks."Mmmm… Just trying not to rock the van. Don't want that seen from the outside."She bucks under me, her pussy clenching around me and I clap my hand over her mouth again, fucking her as hard as I can without any betraying shaking of the vehicle.She's giggling and coming at the same time....What the fuck's she thinking?"You're not supposed to laugh when I'm fucking you," I whisper, close to her ear. "It makes a man worry about the effect he's having."Jeez…But this is fun........ Wonder when I can find an excuse to do this again....Perhaps James might enjoy it...."You know, there's a lot to be said for tumbling with you all night," I say, "Visiting the clubs, and being able to fuck you for hours on end.... But there's nothing q
JamesCharlotte's expression is.... unbelieving.You had nothing, Jade…… Now you can have it all....I take her hand, kiss her fingers. "Happy?""Happy, Master? Happy's not the right word. Ecstatic would be more like it."He wanted so much to be able to give you this........ But we will both give you the home you deserve....Eventually...."Don't get too carried away," I say. "It won't be fit to live in for some time.""Can we go inside?""Not yet. Half the roof's gone. Most of the joists are rotten, and woodworm has had most of the floors. It really will need to be rebuilt from the ground up...."Michael strolls back, picking thorns out of his shirt."You've made them the offer?"His voice wry, "Yup, and now that there's cash on the table, they want to haggle."People never change...."There's a surprise. I don't think you have much competition though. They won't find too many others willing to take it on."It's going to cost a fortune........ A
MichaelMichael is ready for her.... more than ready.... his shaft is already hard, pulsing, showing a trace of pre-cum at the tip. She holds out her arms to him, inviting him, parting wider as he settles his thighs between hers.He sheathes himself in a single, smooth stroke; a slow thrust that takes him full hilt as he revolves his hips, working her inside, aiming for her g-spot. Charlotte gasps, her fingers clutching at his shoulders as he circles into her. Michael smiles and repeats the movement. Groaning, her head drops back, but she rides with him, rocking to his rhythm, taking him to the full.Michael pounds her, his blond hair slicked dark with sweat, his head dropping to her chest. His muscles, moving smoothly under his skin, are sharply defined as he fucks her harder, riding now for his own climax.It's coming....His teeth gritted, lips peeling back, Michael freezes, quivering....I stand, stripping off my shirt, unbelting........ and with a cry, almost of tri
Frantic muffled squealing comes from the.... package.… which lies twitching on the ground."Shut him up, Bech," a voice hisses, "before he wakes the whole fucking neighbourhood." The tone is cultured but cold and comes from a tall man, with fair but silvering hair. His features sharp and well defined, he would be handsome were it not for the twist of cruelty to his mouth. "I don't think there's anyone around at this time, sir." Nonetheless, a boot swings and with a sickening crunch, contacts what might be the head end of a human figure, tightly wrapped in sacking, bound by heavy chains."Not so hard. I want him conscious. We don't want him to miss the experience, do we? And get another loop around him. We don't want him floating either."The tall man hunkers down beside the whimpering, rag-bound body as Bech and another assistant coil another couple of circles of chain around the body, lifting and moving with ungentle hands."You see, Frank. This is the result when you let d
"Sir, I've found her.""Found her? Found who?""The little bird that flew the nest.""Really? Well done, Bech." The answering smile is unpleasant. "And how is our Jennifer? And where is she? Did she run far?""No, sir. She's here, right under our noses, in the City."The tall figure turns, brows raised. "Is that so? How did you find her?""She's turned up in the police files in connection with the Blessingmoors investigation. The authorities want to interview her.""That could be awkward...." The tall man rubs his chin. "How did they find her? Caught shoplifting again?""I don't think so, sir. I don't have all the facts yet, but I thought you would want to know as soon as possible.""You're right, Bech. Thank you. Good work. Let me know as soon as you have anything else at all.""Yes, sir."*****JAMES"This is the address." I ring the bell, then again, a few seconds later.A scuffle of movement and the door cracks open, a pretty blond girl looking out."W
JamesIt's a bit busy around here, isn't it?" I say. "How about we go out somewhere? A restaurant perhaps? That is, if you've not yet eaten, Charlotte?"She smiles, "No, I've not eaten. And yes, I'd love to go out with you both. It's been so long...."Tell me about it....".... I know it's only been a few weeks, but it feels like forever.""And if we're not interrupting anything important." I point to the open folder. "We did choose Friday night, hoping you would be free?"She shakes her head vigorously. "Oh, no. That's fine. I have until Wednesday to hand the work in.""You're not going out anywhere with the other students?""No, I don't really go out. I'm here to work."Only here to work?Don't you have any friends, Jade-Eyes?Then I think of Marie upstairs....Mmmm....Michael doesn't look any happier.I think we can put a smile on your face, Jade....I take her hand, kiss the fingers. "Good. And later, a hotel room perhaps? We thought you might like to
JamesThis is the three of us, for the first time in weeks, together again. Charlotte stands between us, her expression a little glazed, lips parted. I reel her in tight at the waist, fasten my mouth over hers. She smells sweet and tastes better, a quiver running through her as we kiss.Michael, now behind her, strokes her shoulders, her hair, then pushes her scented tresses to one side. There is the slight clicking of her dress zipper. As he slides it down, the dress falls open and to the floor.Her perfume is more powerful now, partly some expensive fragrance I think, but mainly it's her, the scent of her skin, her arousal. Michael nibbles at her, over the curve of her neck, at the delicate skin behind the ear to the hairline. Her face swings up and back, and she warbles her song as she reaches for him with her mouth.Unusually for her, Charlotte was wearing no bra and now stands only in her panties. I slide down her body, her breasts swinging full and loose by my mouth as I
JamesMichael's testing her. I'm not sure why. She couldn't be readier for him. Or perhaps he's just teasing her. But he probes into her, just a short distance I think. Charlotte's thighs ripple and tense, the line of her muscles gleaming. She's well presented for him, still with the pillow raising her, and I know that in a minute she's going to get the lot.He builds a rhythm, a slow thrusting that gradually hilts him before withdrawing again completely. I entertain myself with her nipples, nipping hard at the rock-hard nubs to make her squawk. Each time she hollers, I see Michael hesitating, hanging on to his control, his eyes occasionally rolling up to mine with a Fine, but fuck off kind of look....Yeah.... Right….... which of course only encourages me. I step up the action, pinching harder, enjoying the jolt to my groin as her squeals grow louder with each pinch....He's pounding her now, spearing in and her squeals are becoming shrieks. He meets my eyes again and I nod