Christmas with the Count Pt. 08

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This is the eighth part of the second story following the exploits of Maggie, her friends, and the enigmatic and vicious Count Pyre. This story is mainly set in Romania. I only used this country because of the joking Count Dracula similarities. All of the people and places are purely imaginary, and if they bear any resemblance to real people that is unfortunate and unintended. If the story line upsets anyone from that great country I apologise unreservedly.

There are some old characters who make a reappearance, plus plenty of new ones that will hopefully keep you interested. The story contains elements of extreme BDSM that may upset some people. If that is the case with you, then please move on. Apart from that, there is something for everyone. Straight sex, lesbian, toys, lingerie, anal and group sex. I hope you enjoy it. Constructive criticism is always appreciated. If you hate it just leave a bad rating and move on. I am not a professional writer and just do this for a bit of fun. For me the main enjoyment I derive from writing these stories is in creating the characters. If you have strong feelings about any of the persons in the story and would like to read more, or less, about them please leave your remarks in the comments and I will try to accommodate your wishes when Maggie her fingers still busy even though she had already come.

Fahima`s breath was fındıkzade escort also coming in short gasps as she too was nearing her climax, “After some minutes he was fucking me with deep long strokes. It felt like he was stabbing my bowels with his rigid dick, but it also felt wonderful. I didn`t want him to stop, but as always good things come to an end. I had just come for the second time when I felt jets of his hot spunk splashing inside of me. We lay together on the bed as we both recovered. To cut a long story short I stayed with him for the whole night and all of the next day. My father thought I was at college so it wasn`t a problem. The Count was the first man to come in my vagina, not once, but multiple times over the next thirty-six hours. I also swallowed his come about five times, and he took my arse in the same caring way six more times.” Fahima let out a low moan as she orgasmed before adding, “And that explains my love of anal sex, and also why I love the Count so much!”

Maggie was still fingering herself rapidly as she desperately sought out her second orgasm of the morning. Fahima slipped from the sofa, gently moved Maggie`s fingers to one side and then gripped Maggie`s hard nub between her strong, white teeth. That was all Maggie needed, she howled like a dog as an intense orgasm erupted at her core, leaving her shaking, panting, taksim escort and lying naked on the sofa covered in sweat.

Once her tremors had stopped Maggie took Fahima by the hand and led her to the bed. They were indulging in a relaxing 69 when the door opened, and Charlotte burst in. Maggie`s head was facing the door, so she looked up from where she was licking Fahima´s juices from the younger girls puffy lips to see what the intrusion was. Charlotte walked stiffly across the room apparently unconcerned that Maggie had her tongue in Fahima`s snatch whilst Fahima reciprocated her actions between Maggie’s thighs.

Maggie tried to concentrate on what the agitated Charlotte was saying, but it was becoming increasingly difficult as Fahima was now sucking hard on her clit after fifteen minutes of slow steady tongue action inside her snatch.

“What the fuck happened last night? The last thing I remember was drinking scotch on the bed after getting fucked by Tony and eating Fahima out. Then I wake up this morning in bed next to Tony, with come all over my face and tits. Another load in my pussy and, to cap it all off, my arse hurts like hell, and when I look in the mirror someone has striped my bum ten times and it is black and blue!”

Maggie was biting her lip now in an effort not to come. “You agreed to it Charlotte.”

“I did?” Charlotte başakşehir escort answered with surprise.

“Yes, you did. Fahima said she wanted to see your face as you were caned, like both she and I had been, and you agreed, so Tony did the honours.”

“Fucking hell, I must have been pissed!” Charlotte exclaimed loudly. “Whose come is it on my tits and in my hair?”

“Ken`s, he wanked all over you while Tony licked you out!”

“Fuck!”, then for the first time Charlotte noticed her friends discomfort, “For Christ`s sake come already. I know that expression, I have seen it a million times before, and then afterwards you can fill in my missing memory blanks:”

Maggie let out a grateful moan as she felt her juices spray Fahima`s face.

“Mmmmmm!” came the satisfied reply from the younger girl as Maggie felt Fahima`s tongue lapping up her sweet nectar.

Fahima crawled out from under Maggie, her face shiny with Maggie`s fluids, “I´ll let you two talk. As you have left me kind of hanging I will go and see if Tony or Ken can help me out,” then after a seconds pause, “Or hopefully both.” With that she grinned at them both and skipped naked from the room in search of the two men.

“Get some clothes on and I will tell you all about it over coffee,” Maggie said.

Half an hour later they were both sitting with their third cups in the hall. Charlotte had just repeated “Fuck!” over and over in answer to every stage of the nights events as Maggie described them to her. She left out the fact that Fahima had used some kind of hypnosis as she didn`t want the next days spoilt by the two girls fighting.