Olivia’s Sexy Summer Weekender!
A continued story, get the teaser here – Prelude
(Most of the names have been changed for protection and good sexual health practice)
‘By the time we reach adulthood, there are psychologically always at least six people present in the bedroom.’– Sigmund Freud
WARNING – if you do not like coarse language and sexual descriptions then please do not read any further. If you are shocked by this story, you only have yourself to blame for continuing on from this point. Please consider this your last warning!
Friday PM, Nice, South of France
We can wait no longer, and I am as nervous as hell which is odd because I know everyone here on a very personal level. Thirteen highly-sexed individuals from different parts of the world including me are poised in anticipation for my opening ceremony for this special event.
As Queen Bee, I had already started my fun earlier in the day by organizing my troop to get the party preparations into shape. I was giving the orders and they, my dirty dozen, were obeying my every command. I was in control and having the time of my life.
My gaze falls back to Jane who is kneeling at my feet. My God, she looks gorgeous. I’d fallen for her hard, and it would be difficult to say goodbye to her when she went back on duty in three days’ time. Hugo stands behind her, my man and the one who brought her to me.
If they legalize a ceremony where three people can marry, then I will not hesitate to be wed to Hugo and Jane. For now, it is enough for him to have us both on collars and leads. My gaze slowly sweeps around the room and building our anticipation with every growing second of prolonged silence. I take in the detail of every face and the almost naked body of my lover friends, the term fuck buddy is too rude and derogatory to describe the mutual feeling we all have for one another.
I feel some guilt for making them all wait like this, for I have been tasting the fruits of our gathering most of the day. Jane and I were together all day and couldn’t keep our hands off each other whenever we were alone. Hugo too in between doing his manly stuff. Yet having more than my fill, I still want more. I want each and every one of them and then the same again until I pass out with exhaustion.
My guilt, their guilt, whatever, I use it and turn it into pleasure. Not as a weapon but as a sexual release. When I take control of someone, they give me permission to act for them and make particular decisions. Like a confessional release, if you will. I take their guilt, ramp it up a little and then free them from the shackles of their emotional chains, the lack of inhibition at this point of release is one hell of a liberating natural high.
Each guest had been asked how far they were willing to go after our group lunch earlier today. A little humiliation was our dessert of choice through our Q & A, and everyone agreed to go the full distance. I’d chosen my company for the weekend well.
It is early evening, and a cool breeze blows through the place where we have set up my living room to stage our sex games. Our personal, get involved, jump right in, cheer on and watch with dripping desire, live sex show. Two nights, one weekend and time never to be forgotten.
The air is buzzing with energy, and the aroma of sex, and I am ready to let the games begin.
I point out my first performer, Kevin. Someone I turned from a fully committed homosexual, into a worshiper of my own pussy and the boyfriend of one of my best friends, Freddie. Kevin groped and abused my ass as I teased him and his time with me, his first woman.
Next, I choose Juliet, my last almost full-time little girlfriend who had moved away recently and couldn’t wait to get back. She is up for it with him because she asked me for it. She has been with plenty of women but only two men in her life and therefore, I let her have what she wants. She admittedly could not keep her eyes off Kevin from the moment she saw him two days ago. The whisper is Kevin and Freddie have been fucking her senseless making her man count double.
She grins as my finger points at her.
I have so many wicked games to play I’m finding it hard to stick to my own rules of engagement. We have all weekend, slow it down girl, tease, tease and more tease.
As Juliet kneels and leans forward on her elbow on the raised platform, she puts her butt high in the air, and Kevin takes delight in tasting her goods. I watch my man Hugo, and I know he wants in, he and Kevin have plenty of history, but I have to say no, not to him as would never do so, but to myself. If he goes with Kevin now, I’m going to crumble and will want in too and I mustn’t. I have a show to direct, and my people need me in control.
Next, I point at my best friend, Bo. She has invited me to plenty of parties, and sex shows in the past which makes her number one on my guest list and also my trusted and most experienced adviser for my first big event. But to tell you the truth, I am not following anyone else’s script, I am making it up as I see fit and having dominance over this many people is the biggest buzz of all.
I ask Bo to make her choice, and her finger comes to me and then to my feet where Jane is kneeling beside me holding onto my leg. All fantasies are to be played out this weekend. I’d told Bo all about Jane and Jane all about Bo, and the two of them were ready for each other.
Jane can be rough at times, so Bo must have her wits about her and hang on for dear life. Bo’s wicked smile tells me all I need to know as Jane rises and offers out her hand and meets her at my sex stage.
With my sex guru now playing a part in the game, it is up to me to up mine. My best boyfriend Freddie is ready. I will work him to my will. With his gaze set from his partner to mine, I can read his thoughts through his expression and I am sure as hell not letting him get at them this early.
I have converted him to like pussy too. You see it was worth it, all my efforts that went into persuading him and his boyfriend paid off. I bet him he could fuck me in the ass and like it as if I was a man. I even rubbed myself over him naked until he got hard to prove my point. To say I love a challenge is an understatement.
Well, he and Kevin fucked me all ways till next Tuesday and back again then and are still doing me now. They liked it so much they will chase me across the world at any opportunity for a bit of action with me, and since I’ve added Hugo to our mix, my two gay lovers are always up for it.
Now, what do I do with him, standing there all hard and ready to fuck? Yes, deep throat.
Fame has its price, and when my next participant first made friends with me, we were waiting outside the same doctor’s office in London. She was an hour late, and they made her wait. She had problems and when she told me all about them I didn’t like her at first. Later that day, I hired the shittiest car I could find and took her to one of the worst housing estates in London and let her see real life, just like someone had once done with me. As a worldly woman, she thought she’d seen it all.
When we got to safety, as she called it, she didn’t know whether to have me arrested for kidnapping her or thank me. Fortunately, she got my point that her life was a bed of roses and her mere tiny glimpse of gratitude made a significant difference to her attitude. She was able to see the world through better eyes, and I liked her more after that.
We went to a club that same night, and she begged me to spend the night with her. I think I’d scared her so much she didn’t want to be left alone. I agreed, and she was on me in an instant, and we were so lost in the moment we almost fell down a flight of stairs trying to get out of the club.
When considering her for this weekend, I asked her one qualifying question before agreeing to her coming. If I tell you to blow every man’s cock at the party, will you? She hung up on me, and I didn’t hear from her for twelve-hours, and that was how long it took her to get to my house from LA. The first thing she said when I opened the door and saw her was, ‘Yes Liv I’ll do as I’m told.’ She’s still nutty and her stage name for tonight is Page, and she fills plenty of them in my fantasy book! And she’s going to love Freddie’s big cock down her throat.
Now I have Freddie, my Italian friend Roberto and Hugo lined up and having their hands tied behind their backs by Page and two more of my female guests, Monik and Britt, who are both Swedish and so open about sex the two of them make me seem like a nun. ‘I want cocks sucked ladies, and plenty of swapping places.’
The first two rules for the weekend are: One, everyone does as I ask them without question and Two, no one can come without my permission. Kevin is already balls deep in Juliet and Jane is working Bo so hard she might explode at any second. I need to keep a lid on this lot, and it’s not the men I have to worry about. I’ve taught each one of them the power of being multi-organismic and how to control themselves. I put a lot of effort into delaying gratification.
I have two more guests, and they are both voyeurs like me and came as a couple. One of them, Simone, who I have never touched, yet I’m as close to her as anyone. We talk about nothing else but sex, and we talk a lot. She is so far inside my head when she speaks it’s just as good as any other intimate relationship I have. It’s hot and it’s as good as sex itself can be most times.
She’s a complete Sub, and she came with her Dom in control. But they’re both happy and so am I as he’s set her up to service any and all that want to use her.
Simone’s words echo through my head as if I can read her thoughts…
I am kneeling, already all but naked at the feet of my Dom, James. Yes, James, the real James upon whom the fictional James in my books is based. He has never met Olivia, and I had to persuade him to let me attend the party. In the end, he agreed, but only if he was with me and on his terms.
And so, we flew in from Spain where we live to Olivia’s beautiful villa in Nice, with its breath-taking views from the cliff-top. In some ways, it is not dissimilar to my own home, but I live high in the mountains in wild, rugged country. I enjoy my privacy. Olivia, I think, cannot live without her swarm of lovers easily to hand. And today I will meet many of them. And I think, be fucked by most of them.
James has collared me. It is a stunning collar; the one he gifted me when I first became his sub. Three inches wide and sculpted to me personally, it fits like a glove around my neck, with a diamond suspended at the front, just above the hollow of my collar bone. James always insists that I wear this when we are private. In public, he permits me to wear a velvet collar instead. Also, James insisted that I wear the leather corset he bought me. If he is giving me to the other guests, he says, I must look my best. So, my waist is cinched in tight and my breasts sit high, presented.
And he has blindfolded me. A delicate silky red scarf wraps around my eyes so I cannot see what I am being offered, or who is offering it.
James tells me that he has not yet decided whether he will mouth-fuck me or tit-fuck me at the party. I suspect it will be both. In any case, his fingers grip into my long hair, ready to present my open mouth to whoever would like the use of it.
I hear someone approach. There is a man’s voice from above me. “Hello,” he says, “May I?” His cock pushes at my lips. “I’d like you to swallow me whole.”
I head-point back. “You must ask my Master.”
My Master’s beautiful silken voice rolls past me. “Open up, Simone. Let’s see you do your duty. There’s a lot of people at this party, and I expect you to service them all.”
And I part my lips to service this stranger.
Wow, Simone sure is a woman of her words.
One thing you have to remember with sex parties – Bo told me this – you have to cater for all kinks. With everyone now in the game, it was my turn to have a little more fun, and this involved my favorite toy – the riding crop. With this and the palm of my hand, I circled the raised, knee-high padded stage and start whipping them into shape.
I must confess, having control over this many gorgeous looking bodies fucking is enough to send me over the edge. As soon as I begin, I break one of my own rules and start coming without warning. Jane notices my cum face and grabs me by the wrist and yanks me down to her and Bo. She does the best thing she can to protect her number one lover from being found out. She sits on my face.
Blinded by her magnificent muff, I lose sight of the events unfolding below. Many hands are on me, one of my biggest turn-ons, and I am hovering at the edge of ecstasy as I feel a cock nudge my opening. More hands lift my butt off our makeshift bed, and the cock enters me, it is big and my guess is it is Freddie or Kevin, both sizable to make me gasp as I do.
“Blindfold her,” Jane says, and moves just as someone slips one over my head. I was sure this lot would do this to me. My hands are bound in front of me with soft rope, and I remain silent for want of not being gagged and the need for something else entirely in my mouth.
They lift me up a little higher, and another body slips under me. Freddie speaks in front of me, his breath labors, and it is he who is fucking my pussy. A lubed finger slides into my ass, and the resulting explosion inside my core has my head flinging backward, clashing with the man under me, he swears in Italian, Roberto.
Roberto is going to fuck me in the ass, and as more fingers fuck me there, a familiar touch takes the weight of my head. As his leg touches the top of my head, I tilt my head all the way back to give his cock full access to my throat. This is Hugo, the man I trust most in my life and the one I taught how to fuck me deep in the mouth. And he does.
The cock from below pushes itself past my muscle and into me, and I am now airtight.
All hands, and I have no doubt eyes too are on me, and my three biggest turn-ons are being lived out right at the same moment. My guests truly are good friends and had listened to my wants for the party too.
I am being fucked by three men, and a record amount of hands are all over me at one time, and I am being watched.
One of the life’s best moments and I try as much as I can to practice what I preach, but the truth is I am going to come as quickly as the three men inside me. We do, and almost altogether.
Jane lifts the blindfold as I convulse a little more after the men have had me, she kisses Hugo’s cum off my face. Bo and Juliet spread me wide below and lick me until I can’t take anymore and round into a ball, giggling.
Twelve n@ked bodies circle me as I straighten up and those fabulous hands are on me once more, and we were off again into uninhibitedness.
Ørgy? How in the hell did I not see this coming?
This story was written by Olivia Morgan-Gaines and Simone Leigh.
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