Nicky Adams couldn't hide her delight when she entered the lobby of her apartment block and the concierge handed her a bouquet of two dozen long-stemmed red roses. The card said simply, 'With love, Stephen' and Nicky felt her face glowing red with pleasure.

She'd known who they were from immediately. It was just the kind of romantic gesture Stephen would make, and Nicky found herself increasingly comfortable with the idea that she might be falling in love with him.

She'd met him at a singles bar. She'd seen the wedding ring he was wearing and said very sarcastically as the tall, good-looking man asked if he could buy her a drink, "Shopping for a mistress?"

"Oh no. This? It's my family crest - a signet ring - not a wedding ring. And I'm divorced, have been for five years. So I'm here legitimately, believe me." Then he smiled.

He had an attractive, open smile and an English accent and right away Nicky found she liked to hear him speak and see him smile.

"Okay," she said. "You're forgiven. I'll have a Scotch on the rocks. Now tell me about yourself."

"Well, my name is Stephen Harper and I've been in the States for about twelve years," he said. "I'm a freelance classical musician. I play the cello with opera house orchestras and recording bands like the Columbia Symphony. It means I have to travel around a lot and work late most nights which makes it difficult for me to meet anyone. And I promised my two sons I'd try."

"You have sons?"

"Richard and Mark, both 18. They live with their mother in London but they're coming over for a vacation in a month or so. Anyway, that's enough about me. Tell me about you."

"I'm 24, work as a lingerie buyer for Saks Fifth Avenue and have rich parents."

Stephen laughed. "Big job," he said, admiringly.

"Absolutely. From which I need to relax. So, why don't you buy me another drink and I'll tell you the difference between a demi-cup and a plunge…"

"Sounds good to me," said Stephen. "One can never learn too much about the mysteries of female lingerie…"

And he smiled that smile of his again and Nicky felt a surge of sexual excitement. This one had possibilities, she thought happily. Definite possibilities…

Later that night, curled up in bed, Nicky told herself that she was certainly not in love at first sight with the sophisticated Englishman. But he was considerate, and interesting, and he made her laugh, which was all in his favor. For a moment she let herself think of him sexually, wondering what it would feel like to have his slender, musician's fingers probing the wetness of her cunt, what his cock would look like, how it might taste, what it would feel like inside her. She found the thought exciting and let her fingers wander down over her belly to her sex, sliding them into her pussy to gather some of the wetness that was already flowing. Then she started to rub her erect clit, delighting in the sensitivity of the tiny organ to being rubbed and stroked.

Nicky's mind filled with the image of lying underneath Stephen, his cock repeatedly thrust to the hilt in her pussy or maybe her arse. The English were particularly keen on buggery, weren't they? The thought made her arch her hips into the air so that she could press her fingers hard against her clit and suddenly her belly started to spasm, a delicious climax spreading out from her hot, wet sex.

She'd have to ask him when he rang her, she thought, drifting off to sleep. After all, a girl should know what she was letting herself in for, surely...?

He rang the next evening. Late, after his concert in Cleveland where the orchestra were touring for three days before moving on to Chicago and then Boston. Nicky asked how everything was going and he said fine, the audience were very appreciative which was really nice. She sensed he didn't really want to talk music and neither did she.

"I presume, on such a slender acquaintance, you couldn't possibly be missing me," she said coquettishly.

"Would you be comfortable with it if I was?" Stephen said, carefully observing the prime rule of dating, not too far, too fast.

"I think I would," Nicky said.

"Well, I'm glad we established that I might, because I do."

"Do you really?" Oh god, Nicky, control yourself, she thought. You'll blow it!

"Fearfully," he said emphatically and she smiled a big grin.

"Okay, well that's out of the way. Where are you going to take me for dinner when you get back?"

"A rather grand restaurant I know," he said. "With dancing to a big band."

"Where you take all your conquests," Nicky said, regretting it immediately.

"Where I'd like to take you," Stephen said, refusing to rise to the jibe.

Oh god, she thought, what a nice man. And I'm a bitch.

She threw him a sop. "And afterwards?"

"A walk in the moonlight?" he said. "A late-night drink?"

"Sounds nice. The walk back to my place and then the drink."

"That sounds nicer," he said. "Nicky, I must go, the tour coach is leaving for the hotel."

"Okay. Call me tomorrow?"

"Eleven p.m. sharp."

"It's a date," she said, putting the phone down and thinking, two dates really.

The roses were there in the lobby when she got home the next evening and she found it interminable having to wait until eleven when the phone rang.

"Oh Stephen, they're beautiful," she said. She hadn't wanted to gush but she couldn't help it.

"What are?" he said, feigning ignorance.

"You know exactly. I miss you," she said openly, realizing with surprise just how much. "So, we've been out to dinner, had a walk to my apartment, and had a drink. Are you going to make love to me?"

"Would you like me to?"

Sometimes his deflections infuriated Nicky, but not this time. She turned his deflection on its head and said simply, "Yes. Very much."

"Then I'd like to. Very much."

"That's nice," she said. "Or is it? I've heard all about you Englishmen. You're into buggery and spanking, aren't you?"

She'd meant the question lightheartedly but there was an embarrassed pause at the other end of the line.

"Well - not spanking. At least, not on the first date," Stephen said finally.

"Oh Stephen!" Nicky said softly. "You don't want to spank my sweet little arse and then push that huge hard cock of yours into my arsehole, do you?"

"Yes. If you'll let me," he said. "It's just something I love doing. Feeling my cock clasped tight along its length, the head buried deep in your bowels. There's nothing else in sex that even comes close."

"My god, you do love it, don't you?"

"With you I would, yes," he said. "And now -"

"I know. Your tour bus. Damned convenient that tour bus…"

"Nicky, darrrrrling," he said, purring at her. "Ring you tomorrow?"

"Eleven o'clock sharp," Nicky said and put the phone down.

Nicky wasn't an anal virgin, she'd been arsefucked quite a number of times and enjoyed it if her lover was considerate and slow. But that wasn't what she wanted with Stephen, she wanted to be sodomised long and hard and deep. Her fingers crept downwards to between her legs again. Oh well, she thought, starting to rub her clit, if fucking her arse was what Stephen wanted then that was what she'd do. And if he wasn't considerate and slow then that would be alright too. She suddenly laughed out loud. Arsefucking isn't for dainty girls, she thought…

On the night that Stephen was due to be back in New York, Nicky spent a lot of time and effort getting ready for her first real date with him. She took a long bath, then smoothed an expensive moisturiser into the skin of her breasts to make them soft and creamy to the touch. Sitting on the edge of the bath, she soaped up her mount and arsehole and shaved herself carefully, ensuring that not a hair could be found from her belly to her buttocks. She intended that Stephen should lick between her legs and there was no way she wanted to be rough on his tongue.

The evening gown she'd chosen for herself had arrived that week from a leading Paris fashion house: not even Saks account customers had seen it.

Slit up the leg to the thigh, it was cut in a huge vee at the front and cinched very tight round the waist, exposing the whole of her considerable cleavage and quite a bit of her breasts either side. Standing in the front of the mirror she thought it put just about everything she had on display but what the hell, the effect was absolutely stunning, especially as the dress was all she was wearing because there was no way she could wear anything underneath it without spoiling the effect.

Nicky felt her heart start thumping when the concierge buzzed to let her know that Stephen had arrived and was on his way up. Then the bell rang and Nicky checked herself over one last time as she went to answer the door.

Whatever reserve she might have had crumbled as soon as she opened the door. He was there, smiling that smile of his, darkly handsome in an evening jacket and black tie.

"God you look wonderful," he said and the next second she was kissing him passionately and holding him close. And then she saw out of the corner of her eye that two young men, one with black hair, the other blond, both tall with trim physiques and both also dressed in evening suits, were standing off to the side.

"Hello," she said, "Who's this?"

Stephen quickly introduced his sons, Richard the blond and Mark with dark hair who gazed at her with a mixture of awe and open desire. Nicky felt flattered.

"I did warn you they were due sometime," Stephen said, a little sheepishly. "I just wasn't expecting them to arrive today and felt it would be unfair to, er, well you know, I couldn't leave them on their own on their first evening in New York. So I brought them along. Please say you don't mind."

Nicky smiled at both boys and shook their hands warmly. "Of course not," she said. "I'd be delighted if they joined us."

Nicky had never before been the center of attention of three good-looking and attentive males and she basked in the envious stares the other women in the restaurant gave her. Their envy became even more obvious as the orchestra started playing some of the great Sinatra songs in Nelson Riddle's classic arrangements and she danced with Stephen and then Richard and Mark, thrilled that they had their father's ability to move gracefully.

She was even more thrilled to feel each of the men slide their hands from round her waist down over the swell of her buttocks to draw her closer, their hard cocks rubbing against her mount, unmistakably signaling how desirable they found her.

"I do hope you didn't mind them joining us," Stephen said when the boys excused themselves to go to the bar.

"No, of course not," Nicky said, reaching across to kiss his cheek. "They're your sons and you couldn't leave them behind. And besides, they dance so well. But what will you do when we get back to my place?"

Stephen looked away across the dance floor. "Oh no problem," he said. "You and I can drop ourselves off, and my sons can take the taxi back to my apartment."

Nicky didn't comment but she felt a little disappointed. "Won't they be lonely on their own?" she said. She'd never been an exhibitionist before and she was finding it very arousing to wear such a revealing dress and be so attractive to not one but three handsome men.

"Well, you wouldn't want them to join us, would you?" said Stephen and he leaned across and kissed her, moving his hand out of sight under the table and sliding it into the slit in her dress.

"I wouldn't want them to be on their own," she said.

"I was hoping you'd say that," Stephen said softly, making Nicky quiver with lust as he slid his warm fingers up over her thigh. She loved the way he sucked in his breath with pleasure when he reached the smooth skin of her shaven mount; she squirmed discreetly to allow him access and nearly climaxed when he pushed two of his long slender fingers into her dripping pussy.

"Excuse me, sir," she said very softly into his ear, "but this is New York's smartest restaurant and you have your fingers in my pussy."

"Absolutely madam," Stephen said. "And in the next twenty minutes or so they're going to go into your arsehole too, all covered with Astroglide so that the boys and I can fuck the beautiful arse off you…"

Nicky closed her eyes with pleasure, a flood of her come pouring down over Stephen's fingers as she climaxed.

"Let's go back to my place," she said, her voice thick with lust. "The game's just about to start and I don't want the boys to miss it…"

Nicky was just about ready to be fucked in the lobby of her apartment building after the taxi ride home. It was incredible the way the boys and their father worked so smoothly together, Stephen sitting up front, keeping the driver occupied with chat about the latest Jets game while Richard and Mark discreetly made love to Nicky sitting between them on the back seat. Their tongues and hands were everywhere, kissing, licking and stroking her already highly aroused body to fever pitch. She longed to have Richard on his knees between her legs while Mark sucked and bit her breasts, but she also wanted to wait until they were all together in her apartment. Stephen and his sons deserved to be rewarded for the fantastic sexual pleasure they were giving her.

She was amazed to find she didn't feel in the least self-conscious when she closed and locked the door of her apartment and sat down on the sofa next to Stephen while the boys made themselves comfortable on the chairs opposite. She met their eyes and knew that she was moments away from being fucked by their father while they watched, a thought that made her more aroused than she had ever been in her life.

Almost instinctively, she parted her legs as Stephen leaned across and kissed her gently on the lips. He stroked his lips along her jaw, under her ear and down her throat, teasing her lips with his before she felt his tongue inside her mouth.

He told her how beautiful she was as he unbuckled the belt of her dress and pulled it open, bending his head so that he could tongue her bare breasts, slowly and very expertly drawing her nipples out to an almost painful hardness. Time and again he enclosed them with his soft mouth, sucking at their tingling fleshy tips as Nicky held his head and nursing mouth until she felt him push her gently backwards so that she stretched out on the sofa, her evening gown riding up her legs. Stephen murmured appreciatively as he looked at her beautiful shaven sex and arsehole and then touched her cunt gently, sighing with pleasure when he found how wet she was.

His foreplay was driving Nicky mad with lust and she begged softly, "Oh Stephen, I want your cock in every hole in my body!" Then she moaned loudly as he settled between her legs and she felt his tongue, warm and wet, licking over her clit, working its way inside her pussy and probing the dilated opening of her anus.

Stephen licked her expertly, taking her clitoris between his teeth and starting to suck, slowly at first and then more persistently, building up an even rhythm until Nicky thought she would dissolve in one enormously sweet climax. She thrust herself up to him, kissing his mouth with her vulva, a wet and languorous kiss. When she felt his finger probing her anus and then slide up into her rectum she cried out with pleasure and climaxed in great spasming heaves.

"Please," she begged. "I want you all to fuck me. Fuck my mouth, my cunt, my arse. All of you together. Fill me up with your hot, hard cocks!"

"Mmmm," he said. "We'd like that," and climbed off the sofa so that he could help her take her dress off completely. Then he and the boys quickly undressed, Richard and Mark as lean and muscular as their father, their cocks as hard and ready. Naked, the two boys sat back in their chairs, masturbating themselves slowly as they watched their father start making love to Nicky.

She sat on the edge of the sofa and took Stephen's cock in her hand while he stood in front of her. It was big and long and already oozing with driblets of salty sperm. She licked them off, savoring their flavor and then took as much as she could into her mouth. Stephen's balls smelled of cologne mixed in with the scent of his arousal coming from his arsehole. It made Nicky even hotter and she bobbed her head up and down on the length of his prick, encouraging him to fuck her face.

Soon the thrusts of his hips became faster, his balls slapping against the saliva and semen dripping from her chin and Nicky was convinced Stephen was about to come. But his control was superhuman and he gently caressed her hair with his hands, indicating that he wanted her to lie down again.

He entered her straight away and Nicky abandoned herself to him. Within seconds she was moaning and thrashing in another incredible climax. This time she felt sure he would be unable to hold back, but he simply leaned his face close to her ear and whispered, "Turn over."

She did, her eyes meeting those of the two boys as she rested her head on her arm. Then she groaned with joy as Stephen settled himself between her legs and pulled open the cheeks of her beautiful arse, spending two or three long minutes just inhaling the warm fragrance of her aroused rosehole. Desperate to have him lick her arse, Nicky was about to reach back to pull her cheeks open to encourage him when he suddenly he lowered his face and put his tongue against the puckered opening, licking gently over the sensitive surface, his tastebuds savoring the rich flavor of her anus.

Back and forth he dragged his tongue, dipping it into the juice streaming from her cunt and then sliding up and licking deep into her arsehole, forcing the tight muscle to part as he pushed his tongue into her rectum like a miniature cock, fucking her with it time and time again.

Her body already sexed up to an almost unbearable pitch by his oral pleasuring of her super-sensitive sphincter and deeply aroused by being so totally on display, Nicky could barely stop herself from screaming when Stephen suddenly lifted himself up, took his engorged prick in his hand, rubbed the wetness seeping from the engorged tip over her rosehole and began to push his sex into her anus. Meeting no resistance, his great hot cock slid snugly into her rectum until the head was buried in her bowels and Nicky cried, "Fuck my arse, Stephen. Fuck it hard!"

Her gorgeous bottom wonderfully full of her English lover's cock, Nicky felt excited beyond belief as she watched the two extremely aroused boys sitting opposite her masturbate to the sight of her being furiously fucked in the arse by their father. She could tell from the way they were breathing hard, their hands stroking their cocks faster and faster, that they were close to coming as they hungrily watched their father's hips rising and falling as he drove his thick hard cock repeatedly back and forth in her back passage. And she could tell Stephen was obviously close to coming too, the huge head of his cock throbbing deep in her bowels as he buggered her with alternating long, smooth and then short, hard strokes.

Within seconds there was an explosion of come from each of the boy's cocks, great streams of white semen spurting out over their bellies and chests. At the same time Stephen groaned loudly and Nicky felt as if her back passage was going to burst as he thrust every last inch of his cock inside her clasping rectum, his hips jerking and shaking as he pumped the contents of his balls out into her bowels. Nicky's rectal orgasm seemed almost mild compared to the flood of sperm she could feel him pouring into her.

When at last Stephen's orgasm subsided, he gently withdrew his cock from her arse, still quivering with arousal and now covered with the goo he had churned up in her arsehole and moved round from behind Nicky so that he could sit by her head, his hand caressing her hair as she basked in the pleasure of having been expertly and thoroughly buggered.

"That was incredible," she said softly. "I've never had a man's cock that deep in my arse before. And it never felt as good."

Stephen lay back, his chest heaving, the thick length of his cock snaking along his thigh. "The pleasure was all mine, madam," he said, smiling at her.

"It will be," Nicky said, propping herself up on her elbows and moving her face close to his richly-fragranced fuckpole.

Before tonight Nicky would have thought twice about wanting to suck so delicious a rod, but not now: she wanted it in her mouth, wanted to know what her arse tasted like, wanted the scent of her arse to fill her nostrils as Stephen's prick filled her mouth. She closed her eyes with pleasure as she leaned down and slid her lips over the delicious sex that reared up in front of her face, sucking it deep into her throat.

She was delighted when the two boys quickly took advantage of her occupation with their father's prick to join them on the sofa, Richard gently prizing her legs apart and settling his mouth over her sperm-filled anus, Mark bending his head to her buttocks, sucking and biting their flawlessly smooth skin every bit as expertly as their father had done.

As she bobbed her head up and down on Stephen's cock, the gentleness of his touch showing her how much he was enjoying what she was doing, Nicky felt like she never wanted to move, she just wanted to suck her lover's cock and his sons sucking her in return, but she also knew it was time to move their lovemaking up to a higher gear.

Allowing Stephen's now clean fuckpole to slide from between her lips with a loud slurping noise, Nicky sat up.

"Richard darling," she said. "Stand up in front of me."

Mark and his father both watched as Richard did as he was told, looking down with excited pleasure as Nicky sat up and took his balls in her hand. She watched his face as she stroked down his scrotum and gently inserted a finger inside his anus. The effect was electric. Instantly his penis seemed to jump towards her, poised in readiness in front of her parted lips.

Richard's glans glistened and, with her finger still inside him, Nicky started to lick the underside of his penis. A thick blob of salty fluid appeared at the tip, which she licked up and drank. His come tasted different to his father's, even sweeter. After teasing him like this for a while, she went down on him, taking as much into her mouth as she could manage even though his cock was enormous.

Nicky started to suck, and as she inserted another finger inside him she saw his eyes close in ecstasy and felt his hands grip her hair. She moved her head up and down, sucking harder and faster.

She took him deeper and deeper inside her mouth as he pumped at her and she felt the heat rising between her legs again. His prick stiffened even more and he thrust it into the back of her throat, his come spurting out in thick, salty blobs which she swallowed greedily. She sucked and sucked, draining every last drop of semen from his pumping balls.

Then Nicky raised her head and gestured to Mark to lie down on his back on the sofa. Smiling at her, he complied. His cock was firm and stiff, and, straddling his body, she impaled herself on its length. She rode him hard, the juices pouring from her wide-stretched cunt. She was insatiable and desperate to have her every orifice filled. She beckoned to Stephen who got up and moved round so that he was level with her mouth. He slid his cock in between her lips once more, and as she licked, caressed and sucked his prick, out of the corner of her eye she saw Richard behind her, once again massively erect.

Nicky leaned towards his brother and raised her buttocks. She wiggled and writhed as she fucked Mark and sucked his father, pointing to her arse.

Richard needed no encouragement. Instantly he climbed on the sofa and settled himself between her legs, then thrust his proud prick inside her. She couldn't describe the delicious thrill as his cock slid deep into her arse, her sphincter so tight and his cock so hard. At first it was almost painful to have another cock in her bowels but then it was just heavenly as with all the strength of youth Richard buggered her with long, deep, powerful strokes.

In rhythm Nicky fucked her three lovers. She felt as if she was just a writhing mass of very wet holes stuffed full with very hard cocks. The three men thrust and ploughed themselves into her compliant body, filling her with so much masculine flesh she felt as if she was going to explode. And then her clitoris, vagina and bowels felt as if they were on fire and she started to come. She rode the cock in her cunt harder and harder, she thrust her arse back onto the thick prick filling it to cram her rectum with every last hot hard inch. She clasped Stephen's hips and pulled him further and further into her mouth.

Her massive orgasm set off everyone else's climaxes. Stephen's semen hit the back of her throat as the boy beneath her shuddered and thrust, pouring out his come inside her. And then the blond in her back passage thrust for the last time. His semen exploded into her churning bowels as her own orgasm reached its crescendo and then slowly subsided.

It was over. Nicky collapsed on top of Mark, Stephen's cock falling from her sperm-filled mouth, Richard's hips still jerking as he bathed his prick in the double load of semen deposited in her overflowing arsehole. Letting her head rest on Mark's chest, Nicky closed her eyes and fell into a deeply sexually satisfied sleep.

Just after dawn she awoke to find herself in her bed, the strong warm bodies of her three lovers entwined around her. She scrutinized their sleeping faces. All three were beautiful in their own way. Slowly, she reached down and took hold of Stephen's cock. As she stroked it lightly it came to life, and she reached out for Richard's and then Mark's. When Stephen and his sons stirred at her touch, Nicky licked her lips, her cunt and arsehole once again tingling with anticipation for the incredible delights that lay ahead…

Send feedback, fan-mail and comments here or discuss this stories here

Nicky Adams couldn't hide her delight when she entered the lobby of her apartment block and the concierge handed her a bouquet of two dozen long-stemmed red roses. The card said simply, 'With love, Stephen' and Nicky felt her face glowing red with pleasure.

She'd known who they were from immediately. It was just the kind of romantic gesture Stephen would make, and Nicky found herself increasingly comfortable with the idea that she might be falling in love with him.

She'd met him at a singles bar. She'd seen the wedding ring he was wearing and said very sarcastically as the tall, good-looking man asked if he could buy her a drink, "Shopping for a mistress?"

"Oh no. This? It's my family crest - a signet ring - not a wedding ring. And I'm divorced, have been for five years. So I'm here legitimately, believe me." Then he smiled.

He had an attractive, open smile and an English accent and right away Nicky found she liked to hear him speak and see him smile.

"Okay," she said. "You're forgiven. I'll have a Scotch on the rocks. Now tell me about yourself."

"Well, my name is Stephen Harper and I've been in the States for about twelve years," he said. "I'm a freelance classical musician. I play the cello with opera house orchestras and recording bands like the Columbia Symphony. It means I have to travel around a lot and work late most nights which makes it difficult for me to meet anyone. And I promised my two sons I'd try."

"You have sons?"

"Richard and Mark, both 18. They live with their mother in London but they're coming over for a vacation in a month or so. Anyway, that's enough about me. Tell me about you."

"I'm 24, work as a lingerie buyer for Saks Fifth Avenue and have rich parents."

Stephen laughed. "Big job," he said, admiringly.

"Absolutely. From which I need to relax. So, why don't you buy me another drink and I'll tell you the difference between a demi-cup and a plunge…"

"Sounds good to me," said Stephen. "One can never learn too much about the mysteries of female lingerie…"

And he smiled that smile of his again and Nicky felt a surge of sexual excitement. This one had possibilities, she thought happily. Definite possibilities…

Later that night, curled up in bed, Nicky told herself that she was certainly not in love at first sight with the sophisticated Englishman. But he was considerate, and interesting, and he made her laugh, which was all in his favor. For a moment she let herself think of him sexually, wondering what it would feel like to have his slender, musician's fingers probing the wetness of her cunt, what his cock would look like, how it might taste, what it would feel like inside her. She found the thought exciting and let her fingers wander down over her belly to her sex, sliding them into her pussy to gather some of the wetness that was already flowing. Then she started to rub her erect clit, delighting in the sensitivity of the tiny organ to being rubbed and stroked.

Nicky's mind filled with the image of lying underneath Stephen, his cock repeatedly thrust to the hilt in her pussy or maybe her arse. The English were particularly keen on buggery, weren't they? The thought made her arch her hips into the air so that she could press her fingers hard against her clit and suddenly her belly started to spasm, a delicious climax spreading out from her hot, wet sex.

She'd have to ask him when he rang her, she thought, drifting off to sleep. After all, a girl should know what she was letting herself in for, surely...?

He rang the next evening. Late, after his concert in Cleveland where the orchestra were touring for three days before moving on to Chicago and then Boston. Nicky asked how everything was going and he said fine, the audience were very appreciative which was really nice. She sensed he didn't really want to talk music and neither did she.

"I presume, on such a slender acquaintance, you couldn't possibly be missing me," she said coquettishly.

"Would you be comfortable with it if I was?" Stephen said, carefully observing the prime rule of dating, not too far, too fast.

"I think I would," Nicky said.

"Well, I'm glad we established that I might, because I do."

"Do you really?" Oh god, Nicky, control yourself, she thought. You'll blow it!

"Fearfully," he said emphatically and she smiled a big grin.

"Okay, well that's out of the way. Where are you going to take me for dinner when you get back?"

"A rather grand restaurant I know," he said. "With dancing to a big band."

"Where you take all your conquests," Nicky said, regretting it immediately.

"Where I'd like to take you," Stephen said, refusing to rise to the jibe.

Oh god, she thought, what a nice man. And I'm a bitch.

She threw him a sop. "And afterwards?"

"A walk in the moonlight?" he said. "A late-night drink?"

"Sounds nice. The walk back to my place and then the drink."

"That sounds nicer," he said. "Nicky, I must go, the tour coach is leaving for the hotel."

"Okay. Call me tomorrow?"

"Eleven p.m. sharp."

"It's a date," she said, putting the phone down and thinking, two dates really.

The roses were there in the lobby when she got home the next evening and she found it interminable having to wait until eleven when the phone rang.

"Oh Stephen, they're beautiful," she said. She hadn't wanted to gush but she couldn't help it.

"What are?" he said, feigning ignorance.

"You know exactly. I miss you," she said openly, realizing with surprise just how much. "So, we've been out to dinner, had a walk to my apartment, and had a drink. Are you going to make love to me?"

"Would you like me to?"

Sometimes his deflections infuriated Nicky, but not this time. She turned his deflection on its head and said simply, "Yes. Very much."

"Then I'd like to. Very much."

"That's nice," she said. "Or is it? I've heard all about you Englishmen. You're into buggery and spanking, aren't you?"

She'd meant the question lightheartedly but there was an embarrassed pause at the other end of the line.

"Well - not spanking. At least, not on the first date," Stephen said finally.

"Oh Stephen!" Nicky said softly. "You don't want to spank my sweet little arse and then push that huge hard cock of yours into my arsehole, do you?"

"Yes. If you'll let me," he said. "It's just something I love doing. Feeling my cock clasped tight along its length, the head buried deep in your bowels. There's nothing else in sex that even comes close."

"My god, you do love it, don't you?"

"With you I would, yes," he said. "And now -"

"I know. Your tour bus. Damned convenient that tour bus…"

"Nicky, darrrrrling," he said, purring at her. "Ring you tomorrow?"

"Eleven o'clock sharp," Nicky said and put the phone down.

Nicky wasn't an anal virgin, she'd been arsefucked quite a number of times and enjoyed it if her lover was considerate and slow. But that wasn't what she wanted with Stephen, she wanted to be sodomised long and hard and deep. Her fingers crept downwards to between her legs again. Oh well, she thought, starting to rub her clit, if fucking her arse was what Stephen wanted then that was what she'd do. And if he wasn't considerate and slow then that would be alright too. She suddenly laughed out loud. Arsefucking isn't for dainty girls, she thought…

On the night that Stephen was due to be back in New York, Nicky spent a lot of time and effort getting ready for her first real date with him. She took a long bath, then smoothed an expensive moisturiser into the skin of her breasts to make them soft and creamy to the touch. Sitting on the edge of the bath, she soaped up her mount and arsehole and shaved herself carefully, ensuring that not a hair could be found from her belly to her buttocks. She intended that Stephen should lick between her legs and there was no way she wanted to be rough on his tongue.

The evening gown she'd chosen for herself had arrived that week from a leading Paris fashion house: not even Saks account customers had seen it.

Slit up the leg to the thigh, it was cut in a huge vee at the front and cinched very tight round the waist, exposing the whole of her considerable cleavage and quite a bit of her breasts either side. Standing in the front of the mirror she thought it put just about everything she had on display but what the hell, the effect was absolutely stunning, especially as the dress was all she was wearing because there was no way she could wear anything underneath it without spoiling the effect.

Nicky felt her heart start thumping when the concierge buzzed to let her know that Stephen had arrived and was on his way up. Then the bell rang and Nicky checked herself over one last time as she went to answer the door.

Whatever reserve she might have had crumbled as soon as she opened the door. He was there, smiling that smile of his, darkly handsome in an evening jacket and black tie.

"God you look wonderful," he said and the next second she was kissing him passionately and holding him close. And then she saw out of the corner of her eye that two young men, one with black hair, the other blond, both tall with trim physiques and both also dressed in evening suits, were standing off to the side.

"Hello," she said, "Who's this?"

Stephen quickly introduced his sons, Richard the blond and Mark with dark hair who gazed at her with a mixture of awe and open desire. Nicky felt flattered.

"I did warn you they were due sometime," Stephen said, a little sheepishly. "I just wasn't expecting them to arrive today and felt it would be unfair to, er, well you know, I couldn't leave them on their own on their first evening in New York. So I brought them along. Please say you don't mind."

Nicky smiled at both boys and shook their hands warmly. "Of course not," she said. "I'd be delighted if they joined us."

Nicky had never before been the center of attention of three good-looking and attentive males and she basked in the envious stares the other women in the restaurant gave her. Their envy became even more obvious as the orchestra started playing some of the great Sinatra songs in Nelson Riddle's classic arrangements and she danced with Stephen and then Richard and Mark, thrilled that they had their father's ability to move gracefully.

She was even more thrilled to feel each of the men slide their hands from round her waist down over the swell of her buttocks to draw her closer, their hard cocks rubbing against her mount, unmistakably signaling how desirable they found her.

"I do hope you didn't mind them joining us," Stephen said when the boys excused themselves to go to the bar.

"No, of course not," Nicky said, reaching across to kiss his cheek. "They're your sons and you couldn't leave them behind. And besides, they dance so well. But what will you do when we get back to my place?"

Stephen looked away across the dance floor. "Oh no problem," he said. "You and I can drop ourselves off, and my sons can take the taxi back to my apartment."

Nicky didn't comment but she felt a little disappointed. "Won't they be lonely on their own?" she said. She'd never been an exhibitionist before and she was finding it very arousing to wear such a revealing dress and be so attractive to not one but three handsome men.

"Well, you wouldn't want them to join us, would you?" said Stephen and he leaned across and kissed her, moving his hand out of sight under the table and sliding it into the slit in her dress.

"I wouldn't want them to be on their own," she said.

"I was hoping you'd say that," Stephen said softly, making Nicky quiver with lust as he slid his warm fingers up over her thigh. She loved the way he sucked in his breath with pleasure when he reached the smooth skin of her shaven mount; she squirmed discreetly to allow him access and nearly climaxed when he pushed two of his long slender fingers into her dripping pussy.

"Excuse me, sir," she said very softly into his ear, "but this is New York's smartest restaurant and you have your fingers in my pussy."

"Absolutely madam," Stephen said. "And in the next twenty minutes or so they're going to go into your arsehole too, all covered with Astroglide so that the boys and I can fuck the beautiful arse off you…"

Nicky closed her eyes with pleasure, a flood of her come pouring down over Stephen's fingers as she climaxed.

"Let's go back to my place," she said, her voice thick with lust. "The game's just about to start and I don't want the boys to miss it…"

Nicky was just about ready to be fucked in the lobby of her apartment building after the taxi ride home. It was incredible the way the boys and their father worked so smoothly together, Stephen sitting up front, keeping the driver occupied with chat about the latest Jets game while Richard and Mark discreetly made love to Nicky sitting between them on the back seat. Their tongues and hands were everywhere, kissing, licking and stroking her already highly aroused body to fever pitch. She longed to have Richard on his knees between her legs while Mark sucked and bit her breasts, but she also wanted to wait until they were all together in her apartment. Stephen and his sons deserved to be rewarded for the fantastic sexual pleasure they were giving her.

She was amazed to find she didn't feel in the least self-conscious when she closed and locked the door of her apartment and sat down on the sofa next to Stephen while the boys made themselves comfortable on the chairs opposite. She met their eyes and knew that she was moments away from being fucked by their father while they watched, a thought that made her more aroused than she had ever been in her life.

Almost instinctively, she parted her legs as Stephen leaned across and kissed her gently on the lips. He stroked his lips along her jaw, under her ear and down her throat, teasing her lips with his before she felt his tongue inside her mouth.

He told her how beautiful she was as he unbuckled the belt of her dress and pulled it open, bending his head so that he could tongue her bare breasts, slowly and very expertly drawing her nipples out to an almost painful hardness. Time and again he enclosed them with his soft mouth, sucking at their tingling fleshy tips as Nicky held his head and nursing mouth until she felt him push her gently backwards so that she stretched out on the sofa, her evening gown riding up her legs. Stephen murmured appreciatively as he looked at her beautiful shaven sex and arsehole and then touched her cunt gently, sighing with pleasure when he found how wet she was.

His foreplay was driving Nicky mad with lust and she begged softly, "Oh Stephen, I want your cock in every hole in my body!" Then she moaned loudly as he settled between her legs and she felt his tongue, warm and wet, licking over her clit, working its way inside her pussy and probing the dilated opening of her anus.

Stephen licked her expertly, taking her clitoris between his teeth and starting to suck, slowly at first and then more persistently, building up an even rhythm until Nicky thought she would dissolve in one enormously sweet climax. She thrust herself up to him, kissing his mouth with her vulva, a wet and languorous kiss. When she felt his finger probing her anus and then slide up into her rectum she cried out with pleasure and climaxed in great spasming heaves.

"Please," she begged. "I want you all to fuck me. Fuck my mouth, my cunt, my arse. All of you together. Fill me up with your hot, hard cocks!"

"Mmmm," he said. "We'd like that," and climbed off the sofa so that he could help her take her dress off completely. Then he and the boys quickly undressed, Richard and Mark as lean and muscular as their father, their cocks as hard and ready. Naked, the two boys sat back in their chairs, masturbating themselves slowly as they watched their father start making love to Nicky.

She sat on the edge of the sofa and took Stephen's cock in her hand while he stood in front of her. It was big and long and already oozing with driblets of salty sperm. She licked them off, savoring their flavor and then took as much as she could into her mouth. Stephen's balls smelled of cologne mixed in with the scent of his arousal coming from his arsehole. It made Nicky even hotter and she bobbed her head up and down on the length of his prick, encouraging him to fuck her face.

Soon the thrusts of his hips became faster, his balls slapping against the saliva and semen dripping from her chin and Nicky was convinced Stephen was about to come. But his control was superhuman and he gently caressed her hair with his hands, indicating that he wanted her to lie down again.

He entered her straight away and Nicky abandoned herself to him. Within seconds she was moaning and thrashing in another incredible climax. This time she felt sure he would be unable to hold back, but he simply leaned his face close to her ear and whispered, "Turn over."

She did, her eyes meeting those of the two boys as she rested her head on her arm. Then she groaned with joy as Stephen settled himself between her legs and pulled open the cheeks of her beautiful arse, spending two or three long minutes just inhaling the warm fragrance of her aroused rosehole. Desperate to have him lick her arse, Nicky was about to reach back to pull her cheeks open to encourage him when he suddenly he lowered his face and put his tongue against the puckered opening, licking gently over the sensitive surface, his tastebuds savoring the rich flavor of her anus.

Back and forth he dragged his tongue, dipping it into the juice streaming from her cunt and then sliding up and licking deep into her arsehole, forcing the tight muscle to part as he pushed his tongue into her rectum like a miniature cock, fucking her with it time and time again.

Her body already sexed up to an almost unbearable pitch by his oral pleasuring of her super-sensitive sphincter and deeply aroused by being so totally on display, Nicky could barely stop herself from screaming when Stephen suddenly lifted himself up, took his engorged prick in his hand, rubbed the wetness seeping from the engorged tip over her rosehole and began to push his sex into her anus. Meeting no resistance, his great hot cock slid snugly into her rectum until the head was buried in her bowels and Nicky cried, "Fuck my arse, Stephen. Fuck it hard!"

Her gorgeous bottom wonderfully full of her English lover's cock, Nicky felt excited beyond belief as she watched the two extremely aroused boys sitting opposite her masturbate to the sight of her being furiously fucked in the arse by their father. She could tell from the way they were breathing hard, their hands stroking their cocks faster and faster, that they were close to coming as they hungrily watched their father's hips rising and falling as he drove his thick hard cock repeatedly back and forth in her back passage. And she could tell Stephen was obviously close to coming too, the huge head of his cock throbbing deep in her bowels as he buggered her with alternating long, smooth and then short, hard strokes.

Within seconds there was an explosion of come from each of the boy's cocks, great streams of white semen spurting out over their bellies and chests. At the same time Stephen groaned loudly and Nicky felt as if her back passage was going to burst as he thrust every last inch of his cock inside her clasping rectum, his hips jerking and shaking as he pumped the contents of his balls out into her bowels. Nicky's rectal orgasm seemed almost mild compared to the flood of sperm she could feel him pouring into her.

When at last Stephen's orgasm subsided, he gently withdrew his cock from her arse, still quivering with arousal and now covered with the goo he had churned up in her arsehole and moved round from behind Nicky so that he could sit by her head, his hand caressing her hair as she basked in the pleasure of having been expertly and thoroughly buggered.

"That was incredible," she said softly. "I've never had a man's cock that deep in my arse before. And it never felt as good."

Stephen lay back, his chest heaving, the thick length of his cock snaking along his thigh. "The pleasure was all mine, madam," he said, smiling at her.

"It will be," Nicky said, propping herself up on her elbows and moving her face close to his richly-fragranced fuckpole.

Before tonight Nicky would have thought twice about wanting to suck so delicious a rod, but not now: she wanted it in her mouth, wanted to know what her arse tasted like, wanted the scent of her arse to fill her nostrils as Stephen's prick filled her mouth. She closed her eyes with pleasure as she leaned down and slid her lips over the delicious sex that reared up in front of her face, sucking it deep into her throat.

She was delighted when the two boys quickly took advantage of her occupation with their father's prick to join them on the sofa, Richard gently prizing her legs apart and settling his mouth over her sperm-filled anus, Mark bending his head to her buttocks, sucking and biting their flawlessly smooth skin every bit as expertly as their father had done.

As she bobbed her head up and down on Stephen's cock, the gentleness of his touch showing her how much he was enjoying what she was doing, Nicky felt like she never wanted to move, she just wanted to suck her lover's cock and his sons sucking her in return, but she also knew it was time to move their lovemaking up to a higher gear.

Allowing Stephen's now clean fuckpole to slide from between her lips with a loud slurping noise, Nicky sat up.

"Richard darling," she said. "Stand up in front of me."

Mark and his father both watched as Richard did as he was told, looking down with excited pleasure as Nicky sat up and took his balls in her hand. She watched his face as she stroked down his scrotum and gently inserted a finger inside his anus. The effect was electric. Instantly his penis seemed to jump towards her, poised in readiness in front of her parted lips.

Richard's glans glistened and, with her finger still inside him, Nicky started to lick the underside of his penis. A thick blob of salty fluid appeared at the tip, which she licked up and drank. His come tasted different to his father's, even sweeter. After teasing him like this for a while, she went down on him, taking as much into her mouth as she could manage even though his cock was enormous.

Nicky started to suck, and as she inserted another finger inside him she saw his eyes close in ecstasy and felt his hands grip her hair. She moved her head up and down, sucking harder and faster.

She took him deeper and deeper inside her mouth as he pumped at her and she felt the heat rising between her legs again. His prick stiffened even more and he thrust it into the back of her throat, his come spurting out in thick, salty blobs which she swallowed greedily. She sucked and sucked, draining every last drop of semen from his pumping balls.

Then Nicky raised her head and gestured to Mark to lie down on his back on the sofa. Smiling at her, he complied. His cock was firm and stiff, and, straddling his body, she impaled herself on its length. She rode him hard, the juices pouring from her wide-stretched cunt. She was insatiable and desperate to have her every orifice filled. She beckoned to Stephen who got up and moved round so that he was level with her mouth. He slid his cock in between her lips once more, and as she licked, caressed and sucked his prick, out of the corner of her eye she saw Richard behind her, once again massively erect.

Nicky leaned towards his brother and raised her buttocks. She wiggled and writhed as she fucked Mark and sucked his father, pointing to her arse.

Richard needed no encouragement. Instantly he climbed on the sofa and settled himself between her legs, then thrust his proud prick inside her. She couldn't describe the delicious thrill as his cock slid deep into her arse, her sphincter so tight and his cock so hard. At first it was almost painful to have another cock in her bowels but then it was just heavenly as with all the strength of youth Richard buggered her with long, deep, powerful strokes.

In rhythm Nicky fucked her three lovers. She felt as if she was just a writhing mass of very wet holes stuffed full with very hard cocks. The three men thrust and ploughed themselves into her compliant body, filling her with so much masculine flesh she felt as if she was going to explode. And then her clitoris, vagina and bowels felt as if they were on fire and she started to come. She rode the cock in her cunt harder and harder, she thrust her arse back onto the thick prick filling it to cram her rectum with every last hot hard inch. She clasped Stephen's hips and pulled him further and further into her mouth.

Her massive orgasm set off everyone else's climaxes. Stephen's semen hit the back of her throat as the boy beneath her shuddered and thrust, pouring out his come inside her. And then the blond in her back passage thrust for the last time. His semen exploded into her churning bowels as her own orgasm reached its crescendo and then slowly subsided.

It was over. Nicky collapsed on top of Mark, Stephen's cock falling from her sperm-filled mouth, Richard's hips still jerking as he bathed his prick in the double load of semen deposited in her overflowing arsehole. Letting her head rest on Mark's chest, Nicky closed her eyes and fell into a deeply sexually satisfied sleep.

Just after dawn she awoke to find herself in her bed, the strong warm bodies of her three lovers entwined around her. She scrutinized their sleeping faces. All three were beautiful in their own way. Slowly, she reached down and took hold of Stephen's cock. As she stroked it lightly it came to life, and she reached out for Richard's and then Mark's. When Stephen and his sons stirred at her touch, Nicky licked her lips, her cunt and arsehole once again tingling with anticipation for the incredible delights that lay ahead…

Send feedback, fan-mail and comments here or discuss this stories here