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Part Five
I'd hardly slept the last night at the Hall and had to lose the temper that had been building up and so went and had a long sweet smelling bath, washing my hair at the same time. I felt much better after that and wrapped in my robe when down to our sitting room carrying the video of me and Ralph.
I put it into the machine and set it going and sat down and watched myself having sex with my big black Ralph. My nipples were really aching from the lack of sex and I sat there and as I watched Ralph sucking on one, I rubbed my right nipple with my left hand to try and ease the ache and with my right hand, had it between the folds of my robe and fingered myself.
I couldn't help but give out a groan as I watched the final scenes of me catching Ralph's sperm in my mouth as I rubbed my tit and tried to give myself an orgasm with my fingers. The video came to an end and I sighed and got up to turn it off and I caught a movement out of the corner of my eye.
Christ!' I exclaimed as I whirled round and saw our lodger George standing there. You put the fucking shits up me!' I said, my heart pounding fit to bust. 'What do you mean by creeping in like that?'
`I didn't creep in. You just didn't hear me you were so engrossed in the video film,' he said with a small smile.
`How long have you been standing there?' I asked, my heart beat now returning to normal.
`About five minutes.'
`Why didn't you say anything?'
`I became engrossed in the film as you were and wanted to see how it ended.'
`Well what did you think of what you saw?' I asked and I'm sure my face was on the red side but I suddenly began to get a warm glow in my lower belly.
It was great,' he said coming round from the back of the settee to stand in front of me, but it's better to see it in the flesh so to speak,' he said with a smile. I saw where his eyes were looking and a quick glance told me that I was standing there with one tit fully exposed to his gaze. I made to pull the robe closed but halted my hand before it could move.
`Did it turn you on?' I said in a much sweeter voice, looking at a man. A man who had a cock between his legs and if he'd enjoyed what he'd seen, it would surely be hard enough to fuck me with. That he was obviously sleeping with my mother made no difference to me, a cock was a cock.
Yes,' he admitted, but it's better seeing the real thing.' I looked at his trouser front and saw that he indeed had an erection inside the covering.
`Where's mother?' I asked, going off at a tangent or so it seemed, my voice sounding a little husky.
`At bingo. I said I'd meet her in the pub in about an hour.' I moved up close to him and put my hand down and felt his trouser front.
An hour. You've had the mother, would you now like to try the daughter?' I asked, giving him a rub. In the flesh as you said.'
`Oh yes Magenta,' he breathed out, and I moved back and undid my robe and opened the front to show him what was on offer. He kicked off his shoes and pulled his shirt and T-shirt over his head as I took off my robe and spread it on the floor carpet. He tore at his belt and pulled down his trousers and underpants to reveal quite a good looking prick up at a full erection as I lay down on the robe. With him clear of his clothes though looking incongruous wearing only his socks, I opened my legs and beckoned him down to join me.
Join we did. He fell to his knees in between my legs and lay over me as his probing prick found the entrance to me and he pushed forward. It was my first hard cock in four days and I almost swallowed him I was so eager at having a hard throbbing piece of meat being pushed up into me.
My legs went up and I held him tight to me but the bastard came too soon. He'd been in barely twenty seconds before he began to shudder and I knew he'd come prematurely.
I'm sorry Magenta. I'm so sorry,' he almost sobbed as he lay on top of me. I've been dreaming of this ever since I came here and first saw you, and now I've ruined the perfect dream.' He had tears in his eyes as he said this and one actually fell onto my cheek. We still have an hour I said to myself and his cock was still fairly hard up inside me and I squeezed his slowly wilting cock with my vaginal muscles. I ran my finger across his eyes to wipe away the tears there.
`Don't worry about it. we've still got an hour. It'll be better after a short rest,' I said as I eased him off and out of me for him to roll onto his side. I pushed him further over till he was on his back and I leaned over him and let my tits rub his mouth as I moved down his body and took his now deflated cock in my mouth and began to suck on him as well as use my tongue.
Oh God!' he exclaimed in a strangled voice. Your mother's never done this.'
She doesn't know what she's missing,' I said briefly taking my mouth off him to speak before taking him back in again. I sucked on him for about five minutes before releasing him and moving up to lay next to him. You say you've dreamed and wished for this moment, well it's here now. Make the most of it,' I said as I brought his hand up to the tit nearest him. `My body's here, now do what you want with it. Live your dream,' I said as I moved his hand over my breast and then let him take over. I had given him back his confidence and he began to mould my breast with his hand and then moved up on his elbow and began to kiss and suck on my nipples. I still had to push his hand down for him to put his fingers inside and play with what I had down there.
With him sucking and fingering me, I felt his todger alongside my thigh start to stir and as he played with me, I began to play with him. He was no expert with his fingers but due to the lack of an orgasm for a few days, he brought me close and when he was up and hard again I left him alone .
`You're ready now, so take your time and we'll both enjoy what comes,' I said with a smile as I kissed him. His hand came up and he rolled in between my legs and put his prick where his fingers had just been and I loved it. He fully entered me and smiled down at me as he began to move himself in and out, rasping and soothing the itch that had been building up.
This was better and I raised my legs up high at his waist and had the pleasure of him driving deeper into me and I soon came, clawing his back as I bucked my hips up to meet him. Our pelvic bones ground together as I came with a muted cry which triggered him off into coming inside me. His arms straight down by my side as he held himself almost rigid, just his hips moving as he spurted his seed out
He virtually collapsed on top of me when he'd finished, his sweaty chest squashing my breasts, his breath coming in ragged gasps. For a man of only just into his forties, he needed to get more exercise.
God! That was fantastic,' he breathed out in one breath. I've never had it like that before.'
`Well don't tell my mother we've gone and done it,' I said.
Good God no! She'd kick me out and I've only just got my feet under the table,' he said, giving me a little laugh as he pulled out, giving me a quick kiss on the lips. Thank you Magenta. That was wonderful.' I let him roll over onto his back before moving up and down myself to suck on his wet piece of meat to drain the last drops out of him and sucking and licking him clean.
You'd better have a shower before going to the pub. We don't want mum to smell me on you,' I said, getting up and picking up my bath robe and putting on. Though you'll have to have it after me,' I said as I quickly left him sitting on the floor and went and showered. At least he didn't take liberties with our recent intimacy by coming into the bathroom while I showered. He waited till I left before going in himself. I dressed myself up and was careful with my make-up and was ready when he was and I went off to the pub with him.
Don't let this afternoon go to your head,' I said to him as I held his arm as we went off. It was just a case of you catching me in the mood at the right time.'
`Well Magenta, apart from saying thank you again, if you're ever at a loose end...' He left the rest of the sentence unfinished but I knew what he meant. I got quite tipsy that night not having to be an escort for the evening.
I had a phone call from Trevor the next day thanking me for being so nice to his father who was most enamoured of me he said, and asked if I would pop round one evening when I was free to discuss a date for the wedding. Me having a free evening off were now becoming very far and few between and so it was nearly five weeks before I got an evening off.
I think it was about two weeks after having George that I happened to be in the office when Samantha picked up the phone.
Oh, good evening Sir Malcolm. Magenta?' My ears pricked up at the two names linked. For two evenings? When? Two days from now? Well that's rather difficult at such short notice,' she said and I waved my hand frantically at her mouthing the word yes. Let me see if I can rearrange her schedule,' and she held the phone close to her diary as she flipped the pages over. I was nodding my head at her and she saw me and finally said into the phone. It looks as though I can change the days you ask if you give me some time...'I snatched the phone from her. `Magenta!' she cried but I ignored her.
To hell with the others,' I said on the phone. The answer is yes Sir Malcolm.'
`Magenta! Really. Business is not done this way,' Samantha cried.
`To hell with you too! Sir Malcolm is a valued client and if he wants me for two evenings, he gets me! Did you catch that?' I said into the mouthpiece.
Yes,' he chuckled. You should be sitting at that desk.'
`To hell with that too. I wouldn't get out to be with you then would I?'
`I guess not. Now while you're on the phone, it's not for just the two evenings but the days as well. I've suddenly found I've got a couple of free days and I thought I would go and take a look at my villa.'
`Where?' I asked, catching my breath.
`Southern Spain. Can you come for two days?' he asked.
`Most definitely thank you. Give me the details.'
He went on to tell me the time he wanted to leave and that he would pick me up on the way to the airport and what I did and didn't need to pack. I thanked him again and put the phone down.
`Keep a valued customer happy,' I said with a smirk to Samantha. She seethed almost to bursting point as she gave me the client's name and address for that evening's escort duty.
`Oh, as to clothing for the two evenings I'm with Sir Malcolm, put down on the card...nothing!' I gave her a sweet smile and left before she could come up with an answer to my parting shot.
I did that evening's escort turn and that of the following night, waiting for the day I would be off to sunny Spain. Viva Espana!
I had a small case packed and waiting for the car that drew up at nine o'clock on the dot. The driver put my case in the back as I got in the back of his Daimler to be given a kiss by my host.
`Magenta, you get more beautiful every time I see you,' he said, his eyes twinkling.
`Long may it last,' I replied and he picked up my hand and kissed it. Now it was the left hand that he held and that morning, for some inexplicable reason, I had taken off my engagement ring and left it on my dresser so he didn't know of my impending marriage for which I soon had to set a date for. After which, I would become what we had used for appearances, the real Lady Magenta.
As it was, he didn't know and I wasn't going to tell him as the car took us to Heathrow and shortly after arriving there, were taken out to his private jet And we were airborne before ten.
The flight lasted two hours and ten minutes and we landed at San Javier airport, which is really a military airfield but is used by many national airlines during the afternoon and evening, the morning being reserved for the Spanish Air Force. He had some sort of an arrangement with them for hanger space which no doubt meant a backhander to whoever was in charge. A hired car was waiting for us on the tarmac and also a gentleman from passport control to just go through the formalities. He told me later that that particular man received a case of Scotch whisky every Christmas for this little service.
I was getting blasé about this sudden foreign travel but loved it all the same. I held his hand as the car drove down through Cartagena and went up into the mountains and down to turn off for La Azohia. We passed through the small town and finally drove through some large gates into what was once a finca. That's the Spanish name for a farm.
On the journey down, getting a lovely view of the sea from a high point of the mountain, he told me that he normally had a young man drive for him and also to look after the villa but he was off in England at the time.
The villa he explained was once a derelict farmhouse and he could only build on the original foundations for they had prohibited land exploitation by only selling land that had some sort of building already there.
It was a plot of twenty acres and he'd had the original buildings completely demolished and rebuilt, in the Spanish Mexican style making it look like the typical hacienda that you saw in the movies. It had three sides that was open to the south and in the middle was this massive swimming pool surrounded on the three sides by arches giving lots of shade. Up these arches grew grapes and looped themselves over to one big mass of foliage. There were also gardens in this open square though he wouldn't have bougainvillea for he said that it sheds too many petals and is a nightmare when it came to the pool for they would clog up the filter system.
To me it looked like heaven on earth, far enough from the village and any major road, well there was only one really, and so it was very quiet and peaceful. It had a large lounge tastefully decorated and a lovely big kitchen. The four bedrooms were on the two arms that overlooked the pool, the lounge being at the closed end with a large patio in front with loungers, chairs, umbrellas and small tables.
Oh it's gorgeous,' I exclaimed as I looked it over, him leading this almost small child being shown the wonders of the world. You've surely called this place Heaven, or Utopia.
`No. I've named in Casa Ciervo,' he said.
`What's that in English?'
`Buck House,' and grinned at me. I couldn't help but laugh at him having the temerity to name it after our most famous building in London, for Buckingham Palace used to be called by that name before it was given to the Crown.
`Of course, the name being in Spanish could be taken two ways,' he said, and I moved into his arms and gave him a kiss.
`Like a male deer? A rampant stag?' I asked as I ran my hand down his front and found that he was indeed like the name I'd just described, rampant.
It only took a few minutes for us to get into one of the bedrooms where he proved he was indeed rampant and gave me one hell of a good fuck. We then lay naked together as we stroked each other in the aftermath of our love making.
`Why haven't you married Malcolm?' I asked, running my hand up and down his chest.
`If I were the marrying kind...'
`Which thank the Lord I'm not sir,' I finished, for him having already having heard this song sung to me by him before.
`Variety is the spice of life. Don't be fooled that you are the only woman I've taken out before Magenta. By not marrying, I'm my own man. Free to do what I want, when and where I want.'
`You could do that anyway,' I replied.
`Not if you have a wife in the wings. Maybe one day...'
`When I'm old and grey,' I finished for him.' He laughed.
`Well I might not wait that long but it's quite some way in the future. Now let's get off this tack. I hope you can cook for I'm starving?'
`You can always eat me,' I said pulling his hand down between my legs.
`I'll have you for dessert. But you haven't answered my question for if you can't, it means we'll have to get dressed and go into the village to eat.'
`So we can stay naked if I cook?' I asked.
If you like for I'll then be able to feast my eyes on these,' he said as he stroked my breasts, while filling the inner me.'
`I need the inner me filled too,' I said, bringing his hand down from my tits and putting it between my legs.
`You're a hussy,' he laughed.
`I know, but I like it, if you can pick up the double entendre.'
I did,' he laughed. I did. Now let's see if you are as good in the kitchen as in bed.'
With that, we got up and as promised, stayed naked whilst I prepared a dinner after which we went back to bed and I loved having him up hard and inside me. Before that, he had me for dessert by going down on me and licking and tonguing me enough to drive me to distraction and finish up by finally begging him to fuck me.
He teased me by slowly kissing his way up my body from the pubic hairs, the stomach and navel before lingering over my hard erect and aching nipples before kissing me as I felt the head of his cock probe my entrance.
`You teasing bugger,' I said between clenched teeth as I roughly pulled him down onto me and felt that wonderful tool of his enter and slide up inside me. What a balm it was to the fire that had been building up in me and it only took a few thrusts inside, rasping me that brought on my first climax. I hung onto him by the shoulders as I bucked beneath him, crying out in the pleasure I got from this orgasm. He grinned down at me when my eyes came back into focus and managed to smile back at him as he kept on moving atop of me, his throbbing piece really building up another inner excitement in me and we really blew each other apart as we grappled and fought each other on the bed as we fucked and bounced against the opposing body in our sexual frenzy.
God, I wish this man had asked me to marry him, I thought as he fell on top of me and I held his heaving body tight to my breasts. I stroked his back as I could still feel his throbbing cock inside me and wished that we could stay here forever such is the fickle woman.
He fucked me again that night and it was me fucking him by being on top in the morning. It was nice doing it this way though more strenuous but at least he could then play with my breasts as we smiled at each other as I moved up and down on his thick shaft.
I waddled off to the toilet and then went to the kitchen to make us some breakfast, which again, we ate our meal in the nude. Then it was out to the poolside where we lay in the sun to try and gather some strength while getting some ultra violet rays to prove I'd been on holiday.
We fucked by the pool, we fucked in the pool. We fucked in the lounge, on the grass and he even had me bending over in the kitchen. It was a fabulous time I had and cried after our last fuck in the villa before getting dressed to go back home.
I felt really sad as we drove off back through the village and back up the mountain on our way to the airport where his plane was ready and before I knew it, we were landing back in England. Such a nice holiday over in such a short time that I cried again in the car before he dropped me off at my home. I thanked him for such a wonderful time, speaking through my tears and went into the house before bursting out into a full flood.
I relived those two days for a whole fortnight before I remembered that I had to meet up with Trevor to discuss a date for our wedding. Some wedding this was going to be I thought, but at least I had the licence to carry on working for the agency and still get my fair share of cock as he would get from Rollo. But like everything else, you can never foretell the future.
Before I went to see him, I spoke to my mother and she agreed on the date I'd chosen and George felt very embarrassed when I asked if he would stand in for my dead father and be the man to give me away. He stammered out his thanks at the honour and perked up a bit when I said, out of mother's hearing that I would see that he could once more have me before the due date.
With the wedding to take place in the church in Mildenhall and the reception at the Hall, Trevor thought it a good idea as a late Christmas present to be married on Boxing Day and then see in the New Year at the Hall before going off for our honeymoon. I cannot get round the pronunciation of Robbie Burns poem about things often going astray but you will no doubt know what I mean.
It was inevitable that Rollo would be the best man and I told them that Violet would be my bridesmaid and that mother's partner, I didn't say lodger, would be giving me away. As for guests on my side, I could only come up with three. They were Ralph, Jackie and Samantha, though she said that she could only attend if she wasn't required to stay over for she still had the agency to run at this busy time of the year. Ralph, Jackie and Violet could only stay over the two nights also because of the work load but that was enough, for I couldn't really have expected them to stay right through to the New Year.
Mind you, this was all yet to be approved by the Earl who two days later agreed and started to set things in motion up at that end. The church, reception and accommodation for the guests over the wedding. Trevor then gave me five thousand pounds to buy my wedding dress and a dress for my bridesmaid and I had no compunction about taking the money and spending the lot. Though I did keep a bit back for George and mum to have a new suit of clothes each. Violet spent two afternoons with me as we selected our dresses though we went at separate times for our fittings telling them that there was no rush as they had six months to make them properly.
It was strange that when out on escort duties, the number of times I bumped into one of the others. It made me smile to see Davinia or Jackie dressed up as women and holding onto the arm of a man. These men I studied knowing that they knew they were out with a transvestite but if they'd been alone I wouldn't have thought that they were the type of man to go out with another man dressed as they were. No doubt they thought it kinky to see the woman take off her dress to reveal that it was a man in female underwear and probably fuck them while they wore it.
It was at some do that I bumped into Ralph looking very smart and got a warm glow in my belly when he said that he didn't think he was going to score with the woman he was escorting. I was only too eager to accept his proposal that I ditch the man I was with at the end of the evening and go to his place for the night.
Midnight was our cut off time and my man was most disgruntled when I said goodbye to him and got a taxi to Ralph's flat. He wasn't there when I arrived so I sat on the stairs to wait and it wasn't for long, ten minutes at the most when he came breezing in through the lobby door and bounded up the stairs to pull me up and give me a kiss.
`Sorry I'm late. I had to drop her off at her hotel first. She surprised me by then asking me to go up to her room, but I told her that if she come on to me earlier, I would have done, but she was too late.'
`I'm glad she was,' I said as I took his arm as we went up to his apartment. There was no hanging around as we went straight through to his bedroom and began to kiss as we undressed each other. It was nice to reveal his lean black body and then find his cock up hard and ready for use. I paid homage to his totem pole by going down onto my knees to give it a kiss before taking the pulsating cock head into my mouth for a good suck and smell his body through his tight curly pubic hairs. I massaged his heavy balls at the same time and made him groan for a minute or two before releasing him and going over and laying down on the bed.
It was wonderful to see this tall, well built and handsome black man move over to the bed, his erection swaying ponderously and know that the weapon he had between his legs was for me. That in the next few minutes it would be up inside me to give me, I hoped, an exciting sexual release and I opened my arms and legs and welcomed him onto the bed with a big smile.
He smiled back, showing his perfect white teeth and saw that beautiful cock with its pink fleshy head disappear from sight and felt it touch me as his lower body came in contact with mine. I gave out a shiver of excitement and crooned to him as he slowly began to push his throbbing cock inside me. He covered my body with his, resting himself on his elbows, his chest just brushing my hard and aching nipples. I could feel the pulse of him as our pubic bones met, giving out that regular beat like an echo sounder as he probed the depths of my body. I lifted up my arms to hold him round the neck as his hands moved up under my shoulders to grip the tops as he pulled me down onto him as he moved his lower half up. I helped him in this by lifting my legs up and resting my heels on his waist as he began to move, cranking up the engine that moved the shaft in and out like a piston. My own juices were the oil for this piston to then move smoothly inside the casing of my body as the screw began to bite into my waters and propelled us ever upward till we reached the crest of the wave and then burst out to his cries and my scream as we had our mutual climax.
You lovely big black fucker,' I gasped when I caught my breath, we should do this more often Ralph. That was wonderful.'
`I was just thinking the same Magenta,' he said as he rested on me, his chest now squashing my breasts and his cock still throbbing inside me.
`I hate it when you pull out but I do want to suck on you,' I said and he grinned at me and pulled himself up and out and went over onto his back for me to get astride of him to suck on his lovely big black wet piece of meat. It was still hard and I could see that some sperm was still oozing out of the eye before I took him into my mouth to suck it out from him. At the same time, I was lowering my bottom half down onto his waiting face and trembled when I felt his fingers part the lips of my sex and got the first touch of his tongue as he began to probe and lick what was coming out of my vagina.
I loved sucking on his cock, squeezing it as my hand moved up to bring out the last of his seed for me to taste and see his big balls hanging loose in their sac just below my eyes. At the same time, I loved having his tongue search and delve into me as well as feel his teeth nibble whatever he felt like chewing on.
We carried on like this till he was completely soft and even in this state, he was still a mouthful, me now being able to take the whole of his penis into my mouth to move it about as I cleaned under his foreskin with my tongue.
He fucked me doggie fashion an hour later and had me the same way again when after we'd woken up in the morning. His strong hands on my hips as he ground his thighs up tight to the cheeks of my bum until he held me really firm as he bucked and came inside me. I loved it and was almost sorry to leave and go home.
I won't bore you with the other men I slept with in the course of my escort duties over the next month but will relate the unusual escort request I got one day.
Magenta!' It was Samantha on the phone. You've been asked as an escort for tomorrow afternoon.'
`Afternoon?' I replied, frowning, for this was a first.
`Yes. I was told to tell you to wear a summer frock for it's a garden tea party.'
`Where?'
`He didn't say but did say to look your best.'
`Who was it?'
`Guess.'
`Sir Malcolm?' I hazarded the guess.
`Correct. He'll pick you up from your home...how does he know where you live?'
He has been my escort quite a few times now,' I told her, and he's often had me dropped off there.'
`Okay, well be ready for two o'clock,' and that was that. A tea party? It didn't seem to fit in with his image but it struck me that I was wanted to put off any predators after his hand in marriage and his money.