ISABELLA

ISABELLA

I could not breathe and he knew this.

“We are here” The driver announced.

Agosti chuckled softly, placing a soft kiss on my neck before releasing me and sliding out of the car while I struggled to get my breath and self under control.

“Shall we?” He put a hand out after opening the door.

I took his hand, taking a deep breath so I did not seem needy.

My mouth dropped open as we turned and I was facing a yacht.

“What are we doing here?” I blurted

“The party, remember?” He arched an eyebrow in my direction.

“You never said anything about a yacht… I cannot swim” I finished lamely.

“Don’t worry, you won’t be falling over except you play too close to the edge”

His eyes were twinkling again like he knew some personal joke and was laughing about it all by himself.

I allowed him hold unto my hand, too stunned to react to anything other than him dragging me along behind him and climbing up the plank.

We were soon up and I gasped as my eyes moved around the place, coming in contact with naked men and women.

“La habitacion esta preparada?” I heard him ask

“What?” I turned.

“Not you, kitten” He said in English this time.

“What kind of party is this?” I muttered as we walked.

There were men and women splayed in different angles, naked and touching each other. Some were masturbating and others were simply touching and smiling. It was like they were in their own worlds and we were intruding on their privacy.

“The party is yet to begin” Agosti whispered, pulling me along.

We walked until we were in front of a door which he pushed open, walking in with me following closely behind and then shutting the door.

“Sit” He gestured to the chair.

I did as he asked, my eyes taking stock of the room which was quite dark.

I could hardly make out anything save for his figure as he removed the shirt from his body, leaving him barechested.

He came around to sit beside me, turning to face me.

“Rachael” He began.

“What kind of party is this and all those naked people...” I was blushing furiously as he gazed at me with such intensity.

He had to know that I wasn’t… I wasn’t the kind of girl he was looking for.

I knew he was thinking I am some wayward individual seeking a quick fuck and fun for little change but I wasn’t.

“It is an orgy party” He commented, reaching for the bottle on the table in front of us and pouring himself a drink.

“The party is just getting started” He told me, bringing the glass to his lips.

I heard it then, subtle at first… the moans suddenly becoming screams and not just any screams.

They were of pleasure… groans filling the room we were.

I could see it clear as day, the naked bodies entangled in parodies of sex, seeking and giving.

My breath began escaping in subtle pants, the room heating up and the dress I was wearing suddenly too tight against my throat.

He was watching me however… watching my reaction as he brought the glass to his lips again.

“I need a… drink” I sputtered.

“I do not want you high, Rachael” He drawled.

What does he want from me, my head screamed.

The groans and moans became louder, scratching against the recesses of my mind, urging me to join them. I could feel the moisture pull in my panties as I adjusted my stance, spreading my legs wide apart.

I wanted him and urging by the glint in his eyes, he knew as much.

“I can smell you, gatita… I want to touch you… to fuck you” He drawled.

I suddenly felt emboldened

“What are you waiting for?” I asked, my hand reaching to touch his thigh.

I yelped when the door swung open and two very naked women walked in, their eyes on him.

He straightened, reclining in the chair while they knelt by both his legs and began fondling the buckle of his belt.

I could not look away neither could I feign insult at the fact that he wasn’t asking them to leave.

They finally undid his buckle and slid the pants down his legs leaving me staring at his engorged cock.

I blushed to the roots of my hair, averting my gaze.

“No” He stopped, his fingers touching my chin… bringing it up so we were staring into each other’s eyes.

“I want you to watch” He told me.

My eyes trailed back to his cock.

One of the girls had him in her mouth and the second one remained kissing the insides of his thighs.

The sound of her slurping him mingled with the cries coming from the orgy party happening on the deck was enough to drive me crazy with need.

“Touch yourself, gatita…touch yourself for me” He groaned, his eyes glazing over as we resumed maintaining eye contact.

My fingers reached the middle of my thighs, flipping to the side my already soaked panties.

“Yes, Rachael” He crooned, urging me on. “You are absolutely beautiful, baby”

My lips parted in a gasp as my fingers connected with my folds and I began rubbing it slowly at first and then faster, moans slipping from my lips as the momentum built up.

“Let me see your face… do not close your eyes, kitten” Agosti continued, his voice soft and strong… making the pleasure race up my spine as he watched.

“Jodidamente hermosa… do not fucking stop, kitten” He groaned in my ear.

Fucking beautiful, my head automatically translated.

My eyes fluttered closed as I ground against my fingers and then suddenly Agosti pulled, grabbing my hand and putting my soaked fingers into his mouth.

He groaned, closing his eyes and began sucking my fingers with relish.

I watched him as one enthralled, my breath hitching with each swipe of his hot tongue against my fingers.