Chapter 3
After a few minutes, he stands up and helps me adjust my dress, and then straightens his pirate costume. The guys playing poker clap and before I know it, my pirate pushes me to their table and bends me over it. He pulls up my skirt again and slides his fingers inside my pussy.
I gasp from delight when he growls, “You guys want to see her come again?”
“Fuck yes,” one of them answers.
I close my eyes and relish the feeling of his fingers pumping in and out of me.
Bracing my hands flat on the gaming table, I moan loudly and feel like a complete slut.
The pirate rubs my clit as he continues to finger fuck me.
I’m still overly sensitive, and my breathing gets more erratic as the pressure builds up again.
I’m a trembling mess and I cry out, “Ohh, fuck!” as my orgasm hits. My legs buckle, and the pirate holds me steady, still stimulating my clit as the pleasure peaks multiple times. I’m only vaguely aware of the surrounding guys, clapping and cheering him on as I writhe over the card table.
After the euphoria subsides, he lifts me into his arms. My brain is scrambled from being well plundered by the pirate and I can’t even think straight.
He carries me down the hallway, presumably toward the kitchen for that drink he mentioned.
Before we get there, though, he stops and gently sets me down, turning me to face him.
“I’m Leo, by the way. Nice to meet you, Alice.”
I stand there with my mouth agape, stunned by his unexpected introduction. Something about knowing his name makes this feel more real, less like a fantasy. At least now I won’t have to think of him as ‘the pirate’ forever.
“Hi, Leo. It’s nice to meet you, too.”
He’s holding the hand with the green ribbon on it, and he fingers the edge of the silk with his other hand. “Do you still want what this ribbon represents?”
He’s staring intently at me and my legs tremble. Just him mentioning fucking my ass has my heart pounding with excitement. God, I want that.
“Yes.”
I feel like I should say more, but I can’t bring myself to ask for it. Fortunately, Leo doesn’t make me.
He cups my cheek in his hand. “But do you want it with someone other than me?”
His eyes capture mine, and I find myself lost in their depths. The thought of someone else fucking my ass tonight seems impossible, almost absurd.
“No, only you,” I whisper, the truth of it resonating through me.
When he smiles, warmth blooms in my chest. I feel like a princess in a fairy tale, but one where the prince is deliciously dangerous and the happily ever after involves silk ribbons and exquisite torture. The power he holds over me should be frightening, but instead, it feels like coming home.
He tugs on the ribbon, untying it with deliberate slowness, his eyes never leaving mine. “Then we don’t need this anymore, do we?”
I’m breathless and can’t speak as he slips the ribbon into the pocket of his trousers.
“Let’s get a drink and find a private room. I want a proper look at that tight little hole before I take it for a spin.”
My eyes widen and he bends down and kisses me gently, as if we’re in a scene in a romance movie. My heart flutters as I lose myself in his arms. This is not how I expected my night at a freeuse party to go, but I’m really not interested in anyone other than Leo.
He breaks off the kiss, and we continue our trek through the mansion.
When we get to the kitchen and I look around, it’s a sea of people fucking over all the surfaces.
The wolf from earlier has his tongue buried deep between the legs of a brunette dressed up like a nun.
There’s a woman dressed as a pixie getting railed over the table by a train of guys, and a guy on his knees on the floor enjoying his mouth being used by several other men.
Should I be shocked by the blatant sex everywhere? I’m not that experienced, and I’ve never been a part of an orgy before—which this party definitely has become. It’s wild and fabulous, but it makes me glad I found Leo. He makes me feel safe.
Taking his arm, I huddle close as he retrieves two bottles of water from an ice-filled tub.
He opens one and hands it to me, ensuring I take a few sips while he does the same.
When we leave the bustling kitchen, I’m uncertain of our destination but follow his lead up the stairs.
We pass several occupied bedrooms, and I can’t help but wonder about the activities taking place behind those closed doors—likely similar to the uninhibited scenes playing out downstairs.
My anticipation builds as we finally locate an empty room, and I’m eager to step inside.
The moment the door closes, Leo draws me into a hard, bruising kiss. I can tell he’s impatient to fuck me again, and I match his passion, trying to show him how much I want him. My clit throbs, hungry to feel his thick cock inside me.
As his tongue twines with mine, he unzips my dress. Helping him, I push it down my arms so it can pool on the floor at my feet. His hands run across my naked skin, and I flush, wanting him to touch me everywhere.
When he lifts his mouth from mine, he steps away, looking me up and down with an appreciative gaze.
I feel an uncomfortable vulnerability being naked in front of him while he’s fully clothed.
My nipples harden and I can feel my face grow pink from embarrassment, but at the same time, I enjoy being admired and it turns me on even more.
Being at a freeuse party allows me to embrace my inner slut.
I’m never going to see Leo again, so there’s nothing to stop me from being bold to get what I want.
As he removes his eye patch, the full intensity of his striking features is revealed.
His silver-fox good looks accentuates the age gap between us, giving me a jolt of naughty pleasure.
His gaze is fixed intently on my pussy, and I slip my hand between my legs, aroused by the raw hunger in his eyes.
I moan when my fingers brush against my clit.
“I want to be a good, obedient girl for you. What do you want from me?”
He licks his lips, and when he speaks, his voice is rough. “You know exactly what I want, don’t you?” His words send a thrill through me, and he continues. “Turn around and spread yourself wide for me. Bend over and touch the ground so I can get a good look.”
His words send me into a frenzy. Jesus, how is he doing this to me? I do exactly as he commands, my body responding to the gruffness in his voice.
I widen my stance a little and slowly reach towards the floor. The carpet is soft under my fingers, and I feel the slightest strain behind my knees–my high heels aren’t helping. I feel like a filthy slut, and I revel in it.
I tremble with excitement as I wait for him to touch me.
I hear him removing his clothes, and every second he makes me wait is exquisite torture.
When his fingers press into my pussy, I gasp in pleasure.
I’m not sure how I got so lucky to find him at the party, but he really does know how to please a woman.
Leo continues to finger me. “Mmm, you’re so wet for me. Do you like having your wet little pussy played with?”
“Yes,” I peep out softly. Yes, I fucking do, especially when he says stuff like that. It makes me want to do whatever he commands.
He stops fingering me for a moment, and I hear a bottle cap flick open.
My heart races as I realize it must be lube–this is really happening.
Though I shouldn’t be surprised, given that my hands are on the floor and I’m spread open for him.
Something about that small sound makes everything feel suddenly, intensely real.
A cool liquid drips down on my ass that makes me shiver. His firm hand presses against my lower back, bending me further as his fingers tease the rim of my ass, spreading the lube around.
“Ohhhh, my god!” My pulse races as he works one lubricated finger into my ass. I focus on my breathing, trying to relax.
“Dirty girls deserve rewards. Are you my dirty girl?”
When I don’t respond, he stops moving his finger. Fuck! He wants me to answer him? How can I form words when he’s making me crazy with desire?
He continues to not move his finger and I finally find my voice. “Yes, I’m your dirty girl.”
My words come out weakly, and it makes him chuckle as he starts finger fucking me slow and steady again. Mmmm, yes, this is more like it. How is he so good at knowing what I need?
My mind feels foggy and I close my eyes, losing myself in the bliss.
A moment later, he adds another finger, and I suck in a sharp breath.
He gently thrusts in and out, and the painful stretch quickly subsides, replaced by pleasure.
His fingers thrust a little harder, and it feels like he’s loosening me up.
“I’m going to take care of you tonight.”
The lust in his voice is unmistakable, and I can barely contain my need for him to bury himself in my ass. His fingers pump into me again and again, and I don’t think I can hold back any longer. All I can think about is him filling me with his cock.
When he removes his fingers, I whimper my protest and my knees feel like jelly.
“Get on the bed, lass. On your hands and knees,” he commands. “It’s time to fuck that ass.”
Thank god, he’s finally going to give me what I want. The sound of a foil wrapper tells me he’s getting a condom on. I kick my heels off and stumble to the bed, crawling to the center. I stay on my hands and knees, wiggling my ass and looking over my shoulder at him as he climbs onto the bed.
He holds me steady by the hip as he positions himself behind me. I feel the head of his cock press against my asshole while his other hand reaches around to gently massage my pussy.
“God, your wet pussy drives me wild. I could shove my dick into it whenever I want. Would you like that?”
His voice is rich and powerful, and I moan in joy. “Yes, use me whenever, wherever. As often as you like. Make me yours.”
I feel like a filthy slut, but I can’t help myself. I’m overwhelmed with desire and have no control over my actions.
With a groan, he sinks his thick cock into my ass slowly, the mixture of pleasure and pain coursing through me as he works himself in deeper. When he’s fully seated, I gasp from the intensity of the sensations. I’ve never been filled like this before, and my brain is mush.
Leo pauses. “Breathe, Alice. Good girl. Tell me when I can move.”
I wait, taking a few more deep breaths as I relax. I knew he had a gigantic cock, but I didn’t realize how it would feel inside my ass. This is the fullest I’ve ever been.
After a few moments, I whisper, “I can take it now.”
He takes me for my word and pulls back. The second his hips thrust forward, stars burst along my vision as pleasure races through my body. The feeling of his cock moving inside me is almost mind-blowing.
He grasps my hips firmly and picks up speed. I clench around him in delight as he pounds into me.
“Head down,” he groans, and I quickly lower my elbows to the mattress, spreading myself wider for him. “Now be a good girl and touch yourself.”
He doesn’t have to tell me twice. I slip my hand between my legs, circling my sensitive clit. Oooh, god, I’m going to come like this.
I rock back against him as intense pressure builds in my core.
Everything he does makes my body respond, and all I can do is moan with every spike of pleasure.
He shifts his angle and I rub my clit harder.
When his cock pushes all the way in again, I cry out as waves of ecstasy roll through my entire body.
I’m a bundle of nerves and pleasurable energy while he fucks me through my orgasm, and rasps, “You’re such a good girl. I’m about to come.”
I play with my clit again, my pussy slick with desire, and I cry out as he speeds up his movements. The sound of flesh slapping together echoes around the room, and it sends me over the edge again. Lights sparkle along the corners of my vision as euphoria makes my mind blank.
I ride the waves of bliss as he plows into me several times before burying himself balls deep as he explodes. The intensity of it all wipes me out, and I collapse on the bed, unable to hold myself up any longer.
When he pulls out, I shift my legs to lie down on the mattress. My body trembles from my orgasm, and I shudder in bliss. Holy shit, that was amazing.
I’m not sure how much time passes as I come down from my high, but I feel him leave the bed for a moment and go into the adjoining bathroom. When he returns, he climbs onto the bed behind me and helps me roll onto my side so we’re spooning with me as the little spoon.
“That was fantastic,” I purr dreamily.
He rubs my side and my hip, and the attention from him is a balm to my soul. He kisses my shoulder. “We have plenty of time, just drift.”
He’s right. I don’t know the exact time, but I can hear the party is still going strong. I close my eyes and murmur, “Sounds good,” and let myself bask in the afterglow of my orgasm.