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Part Two
Summer passed into autumn and winter was soon upon us and at Christmas, I had a few of the village notables up to the Hall for a special Christmas dinner and even Trevor and Rollo came up from London for this and stayed over till the New Year.
Alex and I had fun watching those two fuck each other without them knowing that we were there and it would rouse Alex up enough to really give me a good hammering when we got back into our own bed. Mind you, he didn't really need voyeurism to get him into that state to fuck me as I liked him to.
It was with William's first birthday party that set my mind into the way of thinking that I really should give him either a sister or a brother to grow up with. With that decision made up in my mind, I began to set the ball rolling with this aim in mind. I would do the same as I did in getting pregnant with William. I announced to Trevor, over the phone, that I still had plenty of his sperm left, lodged with the clinic in Spain, and that I would be travelling down there in September to be inseminated again.
He was delighted that I wanted to be got pregnant again though he'd never once had his cock up inside me, but it was the thought of him being a father again that was the delight. Though of course it would be the same as last time. I would stop taking the pill a fortnight before leaving England and have Alex fuck me as many times as he could until I was once again with child.
I went down to London and called upon Sir Malcolm Falconer having pre-warned him of my intended visit. He was a single man who ran his own company and I had been quite often his escort when I worked for the agency. We got on very well and I loved him fucking me too. After the first time with him, it would always be me that he asked the agency for, to keep the female predators at bay when he had to attend certain functions.
He had his own private jet and had taken me to Milan, Monte Carlo and even introduced me into the Mile High Club. There was one time that we even got into the French magazines when we were caught on camera having him fucking me on a yacht out in the harbour of Monte Carlo.
That went down like a lead balloon with Samantha, the owner of the agency but it brought in more clients, asking for Lady Magenta to be their escort. That was the name I was using at the time, even before I became a proper lady by marrying Trevor.
Mother was delighted to see me but a little disappointed that I hadn't taken William with me. Also when I said that I wouldn't be sleeping there but only wanted a place to drop off my changes of clothing. Malcolm was delighted that I was in town and told me to be at his office no later than six thirty as we would be going out to the theatre that evening.
I luxuriated in a long hot scented bath that afternoon and made sure that I not only smelled nice but was dressed as I should be. I presented myself at his offices on time and I was greeted by the doorman who knew me from the past as Lady Magenta and didn't have to get an escort as I knew the way up to Malcolm's office on the top floor.
I knocked on the door and had him call out to enter, he knew it was me for the desk downstairs had phoned him to say that I was on my way up. He came across the carpeted floor of his office with a big smile on his face and his arms open in welcome.
`Magenta! You look ravishing,' he said as he took me into his arms and kissed me. Not a "how do you do" kind of kiss, but one that a lover gives to another. It was passionate and breathtaking as he held me tight and I could feel that he already had an erection, which set my heart hammering away inside my chest. That's for me later this evening I said to myself, panting and breathing hard as we broke off that kiss.
`You look dashing and more handsome yourself sir,' I said.
`God, you take years off me with my eyes seeing what a really beautiful woman you are Magenta. Married life seems to suit you. I read in the Times that you now have a son, William, I believe?'
`Yes, and he's now just over a year old,' I replied.
`My, how time has flown, but here, take a glass before we go off and you can tell me more of how it feels to be a mother and a married woman,' he said, pouring out two glasses, passing one to me, of champagne from an already opened bottle.
`Long life and happiness Magenta,' he said, tinkling our glasses together.
`The same to you Malcolm,' I said, and taking a sip and then sneezing.
Still having trouble with the bubbles?' he laughed. I gave him a rueful smile and nodded. Tell me,' he said as he sat me down in a lovely soft armchair, `was the father delighted with being given a son?'
`Of course he was,' I replied.
`Now which one is the father? Trevor or, Alex?' he asked with a sly mocking smile on his face.
`You damn well know it's Alex,' I retorted, my face going a little red.
`Poor Trevor Bentley. The Earl of Lark being cuckolded and the heir not his progeny.'
`Don't say it like that,' I flashed at him and he was quick to take my hand and apologise.
`I'm sorry Magenta. It was a crass remark to make, please forgive me.'
`You're forgiven but Alex was really only my second choice,' I said, lowering my eyes and he walked right into it.
`Who was the first then?'
You,' I said in almost a whisper. But as much as I would have liked you to be the father, I couldn't put you into that position. The whole thing might have been misconstrued. That...that you might have thought it was for blackmail.'
`But I would never have thought of it like that,' he protested.
`Liar,' I said, but with a smile. He gave out a laugh.
`Perhaps you're right Magenta. You know me too well, now, let's drink up and go off to the theatre.'
He was already dressed, for his office also had its own bathroom and dressing room and he phoned to ask for his car to be ready out front and he took my arm and we went down to meet it.
He took me to the Royal Opera House in Covent Garden and we watched the performance of Carmen, sung in French, but I loved the music if not the words. We dined at El Rocco, the latest late night restaurant and had a wonderful meal.
`Where are you staying?' he asked when we got back into the car.
`I haven't booked in anywhere yet. My things are at my mother's house,' I answered.
`Well that's settled then for you're definitely not staying there tonight, or any night while you're here in London. Home Michael please,' he said to his chauffeur who was also his houseman, home to Sir Malcolm being in Mayfair.
On our arrival there, Malcolm said to Michael that that would be all for the night, leaving him to put the car away in its lock up garage. I was led into the house where I'd stayed before, quite proud to have been the only female he'd ever brought to his home. We only stopped in the lounge for him to pour out two large brandies which we took upstairs to his bedroom. I took a sip of mine and put it down on the bedside table and moved close to him to begin to undo his tie.
No Magenta,' he said moving back and putting his glass down beside mine. You're the guest. Let me do the honours.' He took his own tie and jacket off first and threw them onto a chair and moved up to me and kissed my neck as he began to push the top straps of my dress off my shoulders.
`Still using Poison then,' he murmured, my favourite perfume, as the straps slid down my arms and he eased the top down to my waist as his kissed my throat before moving onto a breast. He kissed the nipple first before giving it a nibble and moulded the other with his free hand. After teasing that nipple for a few minutes till it was hard, he moved onto the other, his hands now pushing my dress down and over my hips and began to kiss my lower chest and stomach as he went down onto his knees.
He let me step out of my dress, now in a puddle round my feet before he started on undoing the studs of my stockings. Taking his time whilst stroking my upper thigh at the same time. He rolled each one down and took them off before sticking his tongue into my navel as he undid the suspender belt. Next was my panties that he slowly pulled down, kissing the pubic hair as it was revealed.
He let me step out of them and now completely naked, he picked me up and moved round the bottom of the bed and laid me down crossways near the base. It was a large divan type bed without a tail board and as he'd placed me so that my bum was just about a foot away from the edge with my lower legs from the knees were hanging down, I knew what he had in mind.
He smiled at me as he straightened up and quickly took the rest of his clothes off and revealed his lovely organ which was sticking up at a forty five degree angle from his thighs. I licked my lips at seeing it and desperately wanted that large throbbing tool inside me, but I had to wait as it disappeared from sight as he went back down onto his knees and in between my open legs.
I was on the bed just enough to get my heels on and really open my legs wide for him to see my sex waiting for him to muff dive. His fingers touched me first and made me give out a little shiver as they parted the outer lips and then felt his tongue run up and over my clit. It sent a lovely tingle all up and through my body as he began to lick me with his tongue.
I couldn't see his head over the tops of my tits and so I lay back and enjoyed all the sensations he gave as his tongue dived in and out of my vagina before rasping over my clit again and again, raising it up like a hard nut until he could get to it with his teeth. His nose buried deep into my bush as he nibbled between gulps of air and his sucking of the trickle of juices he was creating that slowly oozed out of my body.
He brought me to an orgasm that made me buck on the bed, trapping his head between my thighs in the agony and ecstasy of my coming. But he was strong enough to prise my legs apart for him to breathe before going back down to suck on what came out.
I think I was gasping more than he was when he came up and over my body and I felt his pulsating prick enter me as he slid up my body. He got his hands under my shoulders and he actually kept humping me up the bed, driving in hard with his cock and lifting me up at the same time. It took him several goes, his cock taking a lot of my lower body weight till we were fully in the centre of the bed.
`So this is where sweet William came from,' he said as he gave me a kiss before lifting himself up onto his elbows, his cock throbbing and twitching inside me.
Yes,' I gasped. But I like it better when something goes in rather than coming out.'
`Like this?' he asked as he began to move, his prick massaging my insides as he moved.
`Jus' like that, as Tommy Cooper used to say,' I said with a laugh, and he laughed too and kissed me again as he then got down to the business of fucking me.
It was lovely having his hard cock reaming me once again and I gave myself up to the pleasure of him doing what I like having done to me. How or where he got the stamina from, I don't know, but he was able to keep himself moving his hard shaft inside me as I built up to another orgasm. My legs went high and I gave out a scream as I came in a veritable flood and swear that I felt his come burst forth from the throbbing head of his prick at the same time.
It was a glorious and lovely fuck and I gave out a cry as he pulled out and flopped over onto his back, his chest heaving as he took in deep breaths. I rolled onto my knees and bent down and took the wet head of his cock into my mouth and sucked and sucked on it. My hand working up and down on the shaft as I did so, squeezing out any last drops as well as taking in some of my own juices. As I licked him clean, I could feel some of his semen as well as my own coming begin to slowly seep out of me and start to make a trail down my inner thigh.
I said to him what was happening and that lovely man just rose up, pushed me onto my back and went down on me again to lick me clean.
We drank our brandy lying side by side, both happy at such a wonderful coupling.
`If I were the marrying kind...' he began and we laughed for I could not now finish the next line for I was married.
`How is that preying mantis Lady Margaret? Has she unloaded Cynthia yet?' I asked. That mother and daughter was one of the main reasons that Malcolm had used the escort agency for that woman was forever trying to push Cynthia onto him.
Out of circulation now thank God,' he said. They netted some young barrister, poor sod.' We then laughed over the episode where I'd got rid of them one evening by in my naiveté, told her that Malcolm was going to take me up in his plane and introduce me to the Mile High Club and asked if she was a member. I was that green in those days. Well, the woman had gone red in the face and stormed out of the reception that we were at and that was the last he saw of them.
Showing how green I was, when he was putting me in the club, mile high that is and not the pudding one, I asked how high were we really and when he told me five miles, I asked if that meant he had to fuck me five times. We laughed over that too and soon he was up and ready for another session and it was nearly as good as the first one before we went to sleep.
After breakfast next morning, he went off to work and dropped me off to do some shopping which took me nearly all day. We dined out again and after another wonderful meal, went to bed for more sex. With after having laid on my back with my legs wide open, smiling up at his lovely face as he rode me and seeing the whole of the room's ceiling, I told him about the reason for my visit to London and meeting with him.
That was if I could have the use of his villa in Spain again for about two, maybe three months. I know he'd already said before that I could use it whenever I wanted but I still thought it polite to ask first. I made him laugh when I related how I had come to meet Alex there. Lying in Malcolm's bed that first night and suddenly to have a strange man get in bed with me. I didn't know that Alex was the villa's looker after. Seeing that the place wasn't burgled and the pool cleaned on a regular basis.
Both of us had refused to leave the bed and we finished up having sex and I also found out that his surname was Royce. So it was a Rolls and a Bentley in bed together and it was really funny when Alex was on top of and fucking me that he'd said that he'd never ridden in a Bentley before. Well it cracked me up the first time and it did again as Malcolm laughed with me.
That was how we merged and became a company, Royce and Bentley and actually stole him away from Malcolm. Now I wanted to use the villa again, with Alex so that I could give William a sibling.
So with that object achieved, the next day I went along to Trevor's studio flat where he lived with Rollo and knocked on the door. Rollo opened it and his eyes lit up at seeing me and invited me in. He was wearing just a sarong wrapped round his waist and I went on into the studio to find Trevor fiddling with his camera and that there was also another male in there.
This man was naked, lying on the couch, well nearly naked for he just had a small cloth covering his middle part. It might have covered him but didn't hide the fact that he had an erection beneath it which told me that I'd walked into the middle of a pornographic photo session. Trevor wasn't as delighted to see me as Rollo had.
`Magenta dear. I didn't know you were in town. You should have called,' he said in a bit of a fluster
What, and miss seeing Rollo's cock up another man's arse instead of yours?' I said with a smile. Will you be jerking off at the same time?' I added sweetly. His face went red as did the unknown male at this.
`You know I don't do that Magenta,' he said, his face still red as a beetroot.
So you can only come when Rollo's fucking you? Which leads me to the reason I'm here,' I said. I want another baby.'
`I can't! Not here, now,' he pleaded, looking towards the other man still lying on the couch.
No, not that,' I laughed, sitting down on a stool. I've got enough still left for a tribe,' referring to the semen I was supposed to have lodged with the clinic but had the last time, forgotten about it and had left it behind in mother's fridge.
`Oh, er, ah, er, well, that's alright then,' he stammered and just stood there looking stupidly at me. As did Rollo and the other man though he was still lying down.
`Well? I thought you were taking pictures when I walked in?' I asked.
`Er, yes, but...er, well it was of those two,' Trevor stammered.
Oh! I get it,' I said, a wicked thought having come into my head. You now want a picture of three,' I said, standing up and pulling my dress up over my head quickly. Trevor began to stammer again and protest as I did this. I wasn't wearing a bra for I never did and I saw Rollo's eyes light up as Trevor stammered away and I pulled down my panties and stood there naked except for my stockings and suspender belt. The other man's eyes went round and saw that they had fastened onto my big tits rather than my fanny.
I walked over to the couch and pointed at this stranger. You! Up off of there and stand at the end,' I said and he hastily got up, the cloth falling away to reveal that his prick was coming to attention. Rollo! Behind me and make sure you hit the right place,' I said as I got onto the couch on my hands and knees. You,' to the other man, here in front of me and get that cock up to size. Trevor! Take a picture of your wife having it two ways. Come Rollo, get behind and fuck me. You've done it before so don't be shy. You,' to the man in front, `come closer and I want you to come as well.' This man was the first to obey and moved ever closer and had his cock swaying before me as I opened my mouth and let him put it inside. I closed my mouth over the head and ran my tongue over it and made him give out a groan. Rollo moved next and I felt the couch dip and his hand come onto my hip and then had his big cock slowly pushed up into my vagina. I would have crowned the bastard if he'd tried to stuff it up my backside.
So I now had one cock in my mouth and one stuck up inside me. `Move, you fuckers,' I mumbled round that cock that limited my speaking. Both men began to fuck me and I saw out of the corner of my eyes that Trevor had woken up and was now taking pictures with a hand held camera.
I don't know what his thoughts were but I liked mine, having two men in two different holes. One holding my head as he face fucked me and the other holding my hips as he rammed his cock into me.
There must have been some good pictures there with me being fucked at both ends and having my tits swing back and forth as Rollo pummelled away at my rear end. Both came and it was lovely, being filled with semen at either end.
Rollo pulled out and I lifted my head up off the other cock and swallowed what he'd given me. I gave the head of his cock a kiss and smiled up at him.
`What a lark you've just had,' I said, wondering if he got the pun. I got up from the couch and went and got dressed, well it was just pulling on my panties and slipping the dress back over my head and settling it down over my hips and putting my shoes back on.
That was lovely Trevor,' I said, moving over and giving him a kiss on the lips, smearing them with a little bit of the semen I had kept back in my mouth. So I'll be off to the clinic in a short while. Don't worry about the Hall like last time,' referring to his previous disregard of the place. `I'll see that all is in order before I leave.' I picked up my handbag and walked to the door.
`Oh. Save some of the pictures for me for my scrapbook will you,' I said sweetly as I left.
Happy as a pig in shit, I went outside into the fresh air and wondered what to do for the rest of the afternoon. Fucked by Malcolm in the morning. Fucked at lunchtime by Rollo with the bonus of sucking a rampant cock at the same time. Who's left before I get fucked again tonight by Malcolm again. That's when Ralph's name cropped up and knew that he would round off the most perfect day.
But first, it was to a travel agent and there I booked two business class seats to Murcia's airport for the following week.
Now to see if Ralph was home. He used to work for the same escort agency and I wondered if he still did and hoped that it was so, for if he did, he would most probably be at his home now. I got to his flat and knocked at the door and he was there.
His face lit up in a big smile and showed his pure white teeth as he smiled. What I haven't mentioned is that he was the most handsomest black man I'd ever met. He was big in all departments and was never without a job of being an escort and taking money for his after hours activities with the female he had with him for the evening.
He seldom turned them down which paid for the rather expensive flat he lived in.
Magenta!' he cried when he saw me and pulled me into his arms for a lovely kiss. It's been ages. In fact, it was at the wedding when I last saw you.'
`Yes, over eighteen months ago,' I laughed, lost in the embrace of his big arms.
Come in, come in,' he cried, putting me down for he had literally swept me off my feet. I went in and he went straight to a drinks trolley and poured out two large gin and tonics. You really are a sight for sore eyes. What have you been doing?' he asked as we sat down and so I related most of what had happened since we'd last met. That took half an hour and another drink before I asked him coyly if he still had our video.
This was a short film of us making love though it only ran for twenty minutes but had taken us three weeks of sex having it filmed.
Have it? I've almost worn the bloody thing out. It's the only good thing that I can confess to having done so far in my life,' he said, and I could hear the joy in his voice for we'd had such fun in the making of it. Do you want to see it?'
`I'd rather see the real thing,' I said, licking my lips. I didn't need to say any more for he quickly got up and lifted me up into his arms and carried me through to his bedroom, one that I'd spent many a good hour or two with him.
We quickly undressed though I still left on the suspender belt and stockings for this attire seemed to please a lot of men to fuck a half naked woman and Ralph was no exception. He was still the powerful figure of a man when naked. Black as the ace of spades and his mythical prick upstanding like a policeman's black truncheon and looking just as hard. The thick black shaft that was strangely not circumcised as most black men, the head, big and half out of its skin, a dark pink colour that drew the eyes straight towards it. It stood out as proud as the man who sported it, twitching away with the desire of the heart, throbbing with the amount of blood being pumped round to keep it in that erect position.
I knelt down and bowed my head as I paid homage to that phallic organ that just begged to be sucked which I did. Hot and heavy his penis felt in both my hand and mouth and wondered just how much did this weapon of his actually weigh. As I sucked on it, I used one hand to fondle his balls and tried to weigh them too as I hefted and moved them about in their sac.
As much as I liked sucking on him, I had this burning deep down inside my stomach and wanted this big black cock up inside, fucking me and quelling this growing fire. I released him and got onto the bed and opened my legs and had him once again, ploughing deep in my field.
Such was his expertise in the art of fucking women, he could hold himself back and give, well me anyway, two orgasms before he let himself go and it was wonderful to feel him throb inside me as he came. Not using the short sharp stabbing motions, but big powerful and long thrusts, pulling right back like the recoil of a howitzer gun. Then ramming forward to shoot his second shot with the same recoil and yet again and again giving me a five gun salute as it were.
He recalled to mind the other three black Americans that I had fuck me quite some time back, and they all had big pricks like his. I was a firm believer in this myth that their cocks are bigger than most whites, but I've been fortunate enough to find most of my past lovers had cocks as big as the one now just starting to lose its tumescence and starting to slide out of me.
I was quick to turn round when he was finally out and suck on him before he subsided completely, sucking and chewing away at him and getting my tongue up under the foreskin to lick him clean. I felt all rosy and warm inside as I lay in his powerful arms, seeing the contrast of our skin colour, mine now a very light brown having almost lost last year's sun tan.
We talked of our past lovers and at how much fun we'd had in the making of the video of us making love, which he got up and went and put it on the television he had in the bedroom. I also remembered that I had been watching my copy before I was married and found that George, mum's lodger, saw some of it and it had roused him up and so I let him fuck me while I re-ran the tape. This watching turned me on again and Ralph too and so when it finished, I once again had him fuck me and give me my third orgasm.
That was a lovely afternoon I had spent with Ralph and left in time to get to Malcolm's offices just before he was ready to leave. We dined out again before having another lovely night's session of having him fuck me again. That made it him in the morning and Rollo, with Ralph three times during the afternoon, plus the sucking of another rampant cock, and then Malcolm twice again that night. I must have been awash with semen. We had oral sex the next morning before getting showered and dressed. After breakfast, he dropped me off at mother's place and he went to the office and I saw to packing my case and kissing mum goodbye, got a taxi to take me to the station.