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  - Could you please walk me to my room? It’s late. - I tried to sound as slutty as possible.

  - Yes, but under one condition. No longer call me by my last name. - He said, smiling.

  - Then, come on, Richard.

  The lift door closed behind us, and he was much faster than I expected. He hugged me with his long arms. He impressed a kiss on my mouth and moved one hand down my back to my bum.

  - This is how you treat all James’s ex-girlfriends. - For the first time that evening I uttered the name James in front of him. He just smiled.

  - Well, it’s not like he had a lot of girlfriends, at least not that I know of. - We both laughed, and then he pressed a lift button.

  All the way to his room, we were kissing and grabbing. His hands touched my entire body. I felt his cock over the trousers. At one point I thought that it was the same as James’s and laughed to myself. We were standing in front of a large bed while he was slowly unbuttoning my blouse. When he unbuttoned the top button, he opened it gently and observed my breasts. I felt fire awakening in me after, like, a hundred years. He kissed my neck gently and tossed my blouse. Skillfully, his hands undid my bra. My breasts appeared in front of him. He was holding them with his hands while gently kissing one breast and then the other one. After one hand movement, my skirt was unzipped and on the floor. I stepped out of it. I took off my stockings. He asked me to take off my panties and to leave on my high-heeled shoes. He stepped back to take a look at my entire body. I was naked in front of him, wearing only my high-heeled shoes. He unbuttoned his shirt and trousers. He left on only his underwear. He was kissing gently my neck and breasts while slowly touching my pussy with one hand. Then he pulled me, making me sit on the edge of the bed. He knelt in front of me and spread my knees with his hands. He looked me in the eye and then in the pussy, approaching it and kissing it. Then he slowly moved away. I groaned loudly and grabbed his head, squeezing it with my thighs. It felt so good to have his tongue in it. Then he suddenly grabbed my bum and lifted it up. I fell down on the bed. He continued licking my pussy while I writhed in orgasm. I wanted revenge, but I didn’t know it would feel so good. I was wild. I wanted more, I wanted it all. I wanted to make it up for all the days lost. I savagely took off his underwear. He was standing by the bed with his dick erect. I observed it, holding it in my hand. I licked the glans, and went down to the balls. He moaned. I returned to the glans and looked him in the eye.

  - I think yours is bigger. - I uttered it seductively.

  He suddenly and savagely made me stand up and turned me around like a bitch. I was on my hands and knees. My bum was above the edge of the bed. He grabbed me by the hips, standing up, and shoved it all in me. I squealed. He put it in and out two or three times. Then he shoved it hard. After that, he began to thrust slowly. I was screaming and my tits were dangling back and forth. My bum kept colliding with his crotch. He moaned, thrusting harder and harder. Then after a loud groan of his, I felt a line of warm sperm, spreading almost across my entire back. He threw himself on the bed, panting like an animal. I lay down beside him and lit a cigarette, which we shared. We were quiet as we smoked.

  - This is incredible. - He said as if he was not able to keep to himself what he was thinking about.

  I looked at him and showed him with my finger to remain silent. Then I bent down and put his half-erect dick in my mouth. I liked to feel it grow. I played with it. Slowly I jerked it, just like I used to do to James. I was nibbling his balls, while jerking it from the root to the glans at times slower, and at times faster. I liked to look at his face with his eyes half-closed, enjoying the sight and feel. Then I straddled him. I wanted him more in me. I was riding him savagely while he was squeezing my buttocks and breasts. I came. Then he turned me around to my back. He put his body on me. He shagged me slowly for a long time, as if he would never cum... I didn’t even know how many orgasms I had.

  When I woke up, it was still dark. Richard was still asleep. Slowly I sneaked away and went back to my room.

  I woke up at about ten. I thought about what happened the night before. In a strange way, I was pleased. I called the room service and slowly got ready to appear at the lecture that was scheduled for noon.

  I sat in the last row. I wasn’t able to focus on the lecture. I thought about James and Richard alternately. My thoughts were interrupted by Richard, who sat next to me. He pretended to be listening to the lecture, but then he looked at me with a smile and whispered to me.

  - I have an interesting proposal. Let’s take a ride to a place. I'll meet you in the parking lot behind the hotel. - He said and left.

  I waited for a little while, and then sneaked out of the hall unnoticed.

  We drove slowly along a winding road. I enjoyed the landscape.

  - You wanted to shag me while I was still with James? - I broke the silence.

  - I don’t know. I never thought about it... - He paused a little, and then continued. - Once I returned home early. I heard moaning coming from our bedroom. At first I thought Helen was cheating on me. But as I approached, it was louder. It wasn’t like her. She didn’t know how to do that. I was sure it was the two of you.

  - Have you seen us? - I giggled.

  - No. But I had a mental image of you. Slowly I returned to the car, so that I wouldn’t disturb you. My dick was erect like crazy. Then I jerked off, thinking about you.

  I was still giggling.

  - Jerking off? In the car?

  - Why are you laughing? Even grown men have the right to jerk off.

  Then I turned to him and grabbed his half-erect dick over the trousers.

  - In the car? - I asked him with a smile. I felt his dick growing underneath the trousers. Slowly I unbuttoned them and took it out. Richard slowed down. We were quiet. I jerked his cock slowly as he drove. It was getting bigger and bigger. Richard's hand went to my pussy. My dress was short enough for him to be able to reach it easily and move away my panties. I was all wet. His finger entered me easily. He drove slowly. Only soft music and our sighs were audible.

  - We'll have to stop. - He said quietly through clenched teeth. He quickly found a convenient place to stop, next to the road, which wasn’t crowded anyway. He lowered down his trousers to his knees. His beautiful dick was completely free. I lowered down my panties. He fucked my pussy with his fingers.

  - Is it really bigger than James's? - He asked in a serious tone.

  - It is. - I answered and began to lick his glans. Slowly I swallowed it when his phone rang.

  - I have to take the call. I told them to call me only if it’s an emergency.

  He answered the phone. I continued doing his dick slowly. I realized he was talking to James on the phone. The thought that James was on the other end of the line made my pussy throb, so I started to rub it.

  - I met Lucy at the seminar... Yes, your Lucy... She hasn’t changed a bit... Yes... we’ve talked… - He talked to James about me. I was crazy with excitement. I rubbed my pussy faster and rammed his cock as deep as I could so that I would muffle my sighs. I was shaking in an orgasm. Richard’s voice began to break.

  - I have to go. I'm driving and I see the police. - He threw the phone in the back seat. With both hands, he grabbed my head. With a roar, he filled up my throat with his sperm. I swallowed it all.

  After 30 minutes of driving, we reached a castle converted into a hotel. It looked like there were no guests. A sleek manager received us and showed us to the suite that Richard had reserved. By the way they interacted, I was able to conclude that Richard was a regular guest. The suite looked like it was from a fairy tale. The bedroom had a large bed. The bathroom impressed me more than anything else. An enormous room with a large Jacuzzi tub. The water felt good. We enjoyed cuddling under water. Bubbles touched the spots that Richard wasn’t able to reach. I quickly came.

  The bathroom contained a large wall mirror, in front of which there was a pink marble dressing table with gold legs. I was wiping my bo
dy with a towel and looking at myself in the mirror. Richard stood behind me.

  - It’s great that I can see you from the back and from the front at the same time. - He said, eyeing my bum.

  - Did James shag you good?

  I was surprised by this question. I was surprised that he wanted to talk about James at that moment.

  - Yes, he shagged me good... Actually he shagged me great. - We looked at each other in the mirror.

  - In what position did he like to shag you?

  - From behind. - I answered, already invoking some moments. Richard approached me and gently kissed my neck.

  - Did he kiss you like this?

  - Yes, exactly.

  Then he put his arms over my arms. His fingertips touched my nipples, still looking me in the eye in the mirror.

  - Did he touch you like this?

  - Yes. - I said with a sigh. His tongue went down my back. He moved his hands to my bum. He knelt down. I wasn’t able to see him. I bent over a little. I felt his tongue at the entrance to my bum.

  - Did he lick you like this?

  - No, he never asked for my bum.

  He continued to lick my virginal anus slowly. Then he raised his body. I felt his stiff dick at the entrance to my pussy. Slowly he pushed it in. We continue to look at each other in the mirror.

  - Did he shag you like this?

  - Yes, like this...

  He continued to shag me, speeding up. He licked his thumb and placed it on the entrance to my bum.

  - Would you give him if he asked?

  - I'd give him my all. - I felt increasing pressure on my anus. I sighed. Then I felt him pulling his dick out of my pussy. He put a finger in there. I cringed.

  - I'll be gentle. Let me enter the only place James haven’t been in.

  His convincing talk made me terribly horny. I couldn’t even imagine that his big dick would easily penetrate my bum.

  - Oh, my God, it's so good.

  - You like it?

  - Yes, I like it very much.

  - It'll be only my place?

  - It will be. I promise. - I groaned.

  It made him horny like crazy. He shoved it into me insanely over and over again. With a roar, he filled up my bum with his sperm, which was dripping out of me for a long time...

  We left the castle the following evening, when I had to go to London. It looked like everything was back to routine, but I felt I'd changed. I felt better. Not yet good, but much, much better...

  Richard called me much sooner than I expected. We continued seeing each other. We shagged in hotels. I even started bringing him to my flat. We always talked about James while shagging. He would first lick “only his place.” Then he would shag my bum insanely. I loved it.

  We saw each other at least once a week. Sometimes he would lie to his wife that he was on a trip and he would spend the whole weekend with me. I was especially turned on by the thought of his wife, Helen, knowing that he was shagging me.

  It had passed almost two months since my trip to Switzerland. The summer was hot. I was finishing a report in my office when my phone rang - an unknown number. I answered. The caller did not know how to start a sentence. As soon as I heard a voice asking for Lucy, I recognized him. How could I ever forget James's voice? He was insecure, which was normal after everything that had happened. Surely he could not have assumed that I would be so kind, even glad to hear from him.

  The same evening, we sat in the outdoor seating area of the restaurant to which I invited him. I didn’t let him feel unpleasant feelings or talk about everything that had happened. We chatted like best friends who had not seen each other for years.

  - I have long hesitated to call you. If I knew how you'd react, I would have called you earlier. Richard has been talking about you all the time since the two of you met in Zurich. He hasn’t asked me directly, but every time he sees me, it seems like he’s about to ask me why I still haven’t called you.

  Therefore, I realized it was part of Richard’s game. I wanted to play it.

  - Your relationship has improved?

  - Yes. - He said, smiling. - He has grown old, settled down. I guess he can no longer shag like he used to. Perhaps he can’t get it up anymore. - He said it with a grin, not realizing how much he himself was actually funny. - I spoke to him this afternoon. He’s in Switzerland again.

  - You told him you'll see me?

  - No. After all it's just my... our business.

  - You're right. - I took a sip of wine, smiling like a whore, just like I smiled at Richard that evening in Zurich.

  - You look better than ever. - He started to pay me compliments. I had waited for them. The game could begin. I returned the compliment. I did not lie to him. He looked great. He was bigger than before. He still practiced sports, was desirable and had that twinkle in his eyes that he inherited from his father.

  - I want to jerk off under the table here now, just like we used to. - He was confused. - We were just kids. - He said chuckling.

  - I have a suggestion. If your dick isn’t erect now, we’re not going to play like we used to. - Suddenly I reached out and my hand grabbed his dick under the table. We both smiled. It was hard. He didn’t argue. He let me squeeze it over the trousers. For about five minutes, we were silent. I broke the silence.

  - I have a better idea! Let's go to my place.

  We passed the outdoor seating area of the restaurant. He had a bulge in the trousers, just like he had when we groped at Hyde Park…

  He had to return home before midnight. I walked him out of the flat and texted Richard: “I saw James.” In two minutes, there was a reply: “Did he shag you?” I did not answer. He repeated the same message in five minutes. Then he could not take it anymore, so he called me.

  - Hello.

  - Where are you?

  - Where are you?

  - In the car. Where have you been?

  - We met at a restaurant. I gave him a handjob under the table.

  - Did he cum?

  - No, I invited him to my place.

  - Tell me.

  - I gave him a blowjob. His is not as long as yours, but it's thicker. He whined just like you when I touched his balls. He wouldn’t let me suck it until he came. He wanted it to last. He was licking my pussy while I was sitting on the edge of the bed. He was doing it slowly for a long time as if he hasn’t seen a pussy in a hundred years. His hands squeezed my nipples. He wouldn’t stop licking it until I finished.

  - And afterwards...?

  - Slowly he entered me in the missionary position. I carressed his bum. His body was twisted over me... You're jerking now?

  - Yes, go on... I’m parked.

  - I asked him to fuck me from behind. I knew it was his favorite. He lost control. He shouted and shoved it into me. He spanked me. I told him to feel free to cum in me because I knew he loved it so much...

  - Aaaaah... oooooooh. - And then there was silence on the other end of the line. - I'm all sticky. - It was the only thing he said in a still shaky voice. Then he hung up.

  Yes, I started to shag both of them... James and Richard. I felt great!

  Richard always knew when James was at my place and how long he stayed. He'd enter into my apartment about ten minutes later. He asked me to tell him in detail how we shagged.

  - He shagged me with a finger.

  - Like this? - He asked and gently slipped a finger into me.

  - More energetic! - Richard would do it more energetically.

  - He shagged me in the kitchen.

  - Let's go there.

  - From behind.

  - He came in my pussy.

  Richard emptied his balls in me with a roar. Sex with Richard was getting tougher and more intense. Sometimes I would lie about things that James did to me if I wanted to try something out. In this way, I peed in his mouth.

  - He didn’t ask for your bum?

  - No. It’s only your place. I’ve pro
mised you.

  Then, in the second half, Richard would violently shag me in the bum. This game and the amount of sex turned me into a machine that produced orgasms.

  On a Wednesday evening, Richard was impatiently waiting for James to leave my flat. I received a text message: “Don’t take a shower.”

  As soon as James left, Richard appeared in front of my door. I didn’t know how he managed not to meet James. I was naked.

  - Where did he cum?

  - In my pussy.

  Richard immediately bent down and started licking my thighs and pussy, down which James’s juices were still dripping. He had never shagged me so passionately like that night.

  Months passed. Our triangle functioned flawlessly. Sometimes I thought it wasn’t fair that James didn’t know he was part of our game, but it had to be like that. He was the guilty party. It was my revenge against him.

  The whole thing lasted for a long time. I enjoyed myself. It crossed my mind to stop it, but I couldn’t do it. I kept making plans that were more and more arousing to me.

  On that day, James was able to stay only an hour and a half. I told Richard to be nearby. When James buzzed the intercom, I called Richard and told him I wouldn’t end the call, so that he could hear it all. I hid the phone, so that it wasn’t out there in the open, but every sound from the room could be heard. James was already aroused.

  - I love it when you come over with a hard-on. - I grabbed it over the trousers.