THE GREGSONS, a serial taleBy Erosscribe Copyfeft 2007 No Rights Reserved  This story carries a copyleft. It can be modified and reprinted anywhere and in any form the reader feels would be appropriate. I would prefer that no one do so for profit, as I am giving this freely. Any published reprint or reinvention of this work must be copylefted as well, and I must be cited. Personally, I would be grateful if you dropped me a note at erossscribe@mac.com, as IÕm fascinated as to where the work might go and how it might be reinvented. Thanks. This work is dedicated to Shannon, Cass, Karly, Kayla, Danielle, Britt, Jess, Alanna and last but certainly not least, Nikki.Story Characters Elmer Vanderhoven, 68Gudrun Vanderhoven, 62Richard/Sunbird Smith 1945-1982Susan Henderson/Moonflower Smith 1945-1982Mary Smith (nee Vanderhoven), 41Bob Smith, 45Me (John Smith), 18Abigail Smith, 43Adam Grossberg, 46Lauren Smith-Grossberg, 20Lisa Vanderhoven / Anneliese Gregson, 35Archibald Gregson III, 63 Amelia Gregson, 15Amanda Gregson, 13Melinda and Melissa Gregson, (twins) 11Llewellyn Gregson (Lil), 9 Rolf Pflaumzeit, 38Clara Pflaumzeit, 36 Ione Pflaumzeit, 14Hannah and Heidi Pflaumzeit (twins), 10 Hiltraud Berg (Pflaumzeit former Nanny), 52Olga Teufelhausen (Gregson former Nanny), 57Robert aka James aka Alfred Harrington, 66 (Chauffeur) Reginald Butler, 55 (Butler)Jacques Bellamont, 33 (Chef)Brynja Bjartursdottir, 22 (Housekeeper)Unnur Bjartursdottir, 21 (Housekeeper)Soleil Bingham, 19 (Gardener)Zoe Griffiths, 20 (Islander/Gardener) In This Chapter:Me (John Smith), 18Soleil Bingham, 19 (Gardener)Robert aka James aka Alfred Harrington, 66 (Chauffeur)Chapter III: The Limousine RideAs soon as Robert opened the limo door, I just crashed. IÕd been up since 5 AM, I hadnÕt gotten much sleep the night before and I was done. All I wanted was some sleep before we got to New York. I let my body fall forward onto the long black leather bench seat, feeling my face hit the softest, buttery-est surface IÕd every experienced. "So this is how rich people live," I thought. "I could get used to this." Then the leather spoke. "Mmmmmmmm- that feels nice. You can stay there for as long as you want." This was followed by a beautiful, soft laugh, almost like the ringing of a bell. Scrambling up to a sitting position, I was greeted with "Surprise! IÕm Soleil Bingham (as in Cirque du) and youÕve already met my thigh. "Another beautiful laugh escaped her lips. My eyes adjusting to the dim light, I was able to make out the speaker. She was lovely, in a coltish sort of way. Think of Liv Tyler in Stealing Beauty and youÕll get an idea. She was wearing a lavender cotton sarong dress with a pattern of people all over it, people of all colors and shapes. It had to be the sheerest cotton IÕve ever seen, and with the air conditioning on her little hard nipples were clearly visible through the material. "Yes, those are my nipples, silly boy. They say hello as well. " She giggled at me as I turned a deep scarlet. "To think, youÕve met my thigh and nipples already and you havenÕt even introduced yourself." I try to be suave. "Hi, IÕm John Smith." Unfortunately, my voice cracks between John and Smith., prompting a laugh from both of us. "I have a favor to ask, John Smith." Soleil said mischievously. "Could you stop being such a boy and describe the rest of me to your readers? " I sit, silently embarrassed as Soleil grabs the notebook. HereÕs what she writes: "She also has lovely hazel eyes, which at the moment seem to have a greenish tint, and long, thick black dreads about 3/4 of the way down her back. ItÕs hard to tell as sheÕs sitting down, but I would guess sheÕs about 5Õ8". Taking a quick scan of her body I would imagine her to be about 125 Š 130 pounds, and the abovementioned nipples rest on top of creamy breasts that are no bigger than 32b. If today is representative, Soleil appears to be allergic to underwear. Much better," she says with a grin, as the notebook is tossed back in my lap. An awkward silence ensues, but Soleil finally breaks it Š which was good, since my brain had pretty much shut down."So, it seems weÕll be seeing a lot of each other, as IÕm starting my first year at Hampshire this fall too. HereÕs my deal: I went to Stuyvesant, got into Hampshire a year ago March, and realized that I went straight to college after high school I would lose my mind. So I got deferred for a year, went and hiked in Nepal, Bhutan and Tibet for a few months, and when it got cold I convinced one of my friends parents to let me crash in their beachfront condo in Bora Bora for awhile. I worked as a bartender on the beach and then came back to Manhattan right after New Years. My parents live in the same building as the Gregsons and theyÕve been friends forever. They laid down this heavy trip about how I wasnÕt going to live in their house and do nothing, so Anneliese gave me a job. I think the whole hippie look really works for her, and since she knows my family itÕs like slumming minus the danger. "I take a deep breath, figuring I should return serve, when she stops me. "I have a better game," she says with twinkling eyes. "Let me guess things about you and you can tell me if IÕm right. "LetÕs see: YouÕre a virgin, and you had an incredibly bad gf relationship when you were 13. IÕm thinking the infamous blowjob with braces deal, but thatÕs just a guess. You made out with your swoonworthy lesbian older cousin. You say you arenÕt really interested in relationships because it would interfere with making art, but yet you really donÕt want to be a virgin anymore. You hope this summer can change that. You go to an alternative school, where you are interested in fine and visual arts and are captain of a very ad hoc volleyball team. You thought the 18 year-old version of Anneliese was hot. Currently your favorite album is MikaÕs Life in Cartoon Motion and you are reading The Dancing Wu Li Masters by Gary Zukav because your Dad gave it to you. Did I miss anything?" My mouth drops open as I manage to croak, "Have you been spying on me?" "Well, not exactly spying, just taking advantage of an invitation. "What do you mean?" "Think, you cute boy you - I know you can. We are both what?" Head spinning, I mutter "Going to Hampshire." "And whatÕs on the Hampshire website?" "The forum for incoming students/ class of Õ11.""Right.""And when you post on the forum (and you post a lot), what do you always invite people to do? I suddenly get it Š at least some of it. "Add me to their facebook or myspace friends." "And whatÕs on your myspace account? "MyÉ..oh Christ, my blogÉ.""Ding ding ding! You win the prize." I recover enough to feign outrage. "What do you do, just roam around Myspace reading random blogs?" "No, only those of hot virgin boys who have 50 question gf applications," she grins wickedly. Now I drop my head, unable even to look at Soleil, yet as I do so I feel myself getting hard. She leans down and whispers in my ear "I think you\re pretty hot, but itÕll be hard for me to answer some of those questions with you all hunched over like that." As exhausted as I am, I sit straight up, slamming my head into the back of the seat, and causing her to giggle. "Easy boy, IÕm not going anywhere," she smiles. "You seem fond of my nipples Š would you like to touch them?" Without waiting for an answer, Soleil takes my left hand and puts it on her breast. "What are you doing?" I hiss. "Robert will see!" "Not an exhibitionist, eh? WeÕll work on that. But for nowÉ" She hits a button on the armrest and a sheet of glass rises closing off the space between the front and back seats, running all the way from the top of the front seatback to the headliner. "So?" I whisper. He can still see us. " "Alright, alright," Soleil groans. She hits another button and I watch the glass turn from clear, to opaque, to brown and finally to black." For you IÕll even switch off the video camera." Another button is pushed and I hear a motor whirring down. "You are ruining most of AlfredÕs fun, you realize." Soleil looks severely at me. "What do you mean by most?" I ask. "Well, if you havenÕt figured it out yet Š HeÕs a voyeur." "And?" I prompt. In response, Soleil begins to whistle my favorite song from when I was five -- N SyncÕs "Bye, Bye Bye"É ( Hey, I was 5.) IÕm so confused I stammer, "Huh? What? You want me to stop touching you? DidnÕt youÉ?" She laughs her bell-like laugh again. "Homonyms, dear boy, homonyms." The light finally goes on in my headÉ " Oh! You mean Robert? She cuts me off. " And Archibald, and Anneliese, and Brynja and Reginald and Jacques and yes, even moi." "You allÉ?" I say, a bit stunned. Soleil replies, "DonÕt you know that the rich are the kinkiest people alive? They can afford to be. Rules donÕt apply to them. Or at least they think they donÕt." Suspiciously I ask, "Wait- arenÕt you just the gardener ? How do you know all of these things?" "LetÕs just say IÕm a very specialized gardener. I take very good care of bushes and have a special talent for making things grow," Soleil grins mischievously. As I open my mouth to respond, she slips the top of her sarong dress off of her shoulders and slides her nipple into my mouth. Without even thinking about it I begin to suck. She sighs happily, looking over at me. "What a good boy you are." I try to smile as I suckle, my hand reaching out to rub her other breast, as she trails her fingers down my shirt. Lower and lower they go, resting on the button to my jeans, as I begin to pinch and squeeze her other nipple with my hand She moans low, pushing her lovely 32a boobs into my hands "Hips up!" she orders. I raise my hips and Soleil gently but quickly pulls my jeans and boxers down to my knees. I stop sucking and begin to twist and pull both nipples with my hands, kissing her hard, exploring her mouth with my tongue. She growls deep into my mouth and I realize that a girl is about to touch my circumcised cock for the first time. I am harder and hotter than IÕve ever been, as so I kiss and tug more, wanting her to feel at least as good as I do. The very minute her velvet soft hand touches my cockhead I cum hard, body thrashing, shooting all over her hand and the glass partition. I pull away from her, put my head in my hands and begin to cry. Slowly she drapes an arm around my back, asking sweetly "Hey, hey, hon. WhatÕs wrong?" I sob "You were wrong about the blowjob.. No...oneÕs.. ever... beforeÉ YouÉ seem.. so experienced and now you probably thinkÉ IÕm some sort of babyÉ." At this point I dissolve into tears. Soleil holds me tight, whispering, ItÕs ok. ItÕs ok.. ItÕs okÉ I was really the first person to touch it? IÕm honored sweetieÉ I think you are gorgeous and smart and you have a beautiful cock, and no, I donÕt think youÕre a baby. Did you ever touch a girlÕs breast before? " IÕve seen them, I reply honestly, but yours are the first." "Wow." is all she can say. Soleil looks at me gently and says, "I have an idea. LetÕs get you out of the rest of these clothes, and IÕll just play with you tonight." At this comment my cock spring to life again. "Seems like someone likes the idea," Soleil giggles. I stop her and say, " IÕll only get naked if youÕll join me." " I thought youÕd never ask." She wiggles out of the bottom of her sarong dress and sits next to me, pulling my rugby shirt over my head. I look at the gorgeous girl sitting next to me and whisper "Are you an exhibitionist?" She winks, and to my own disbelief, I reach over and hit the button that activates the camera. Soleil breaks out into a big smile, and pulls me to her, holding me tight.  " Hold on a sec, " she exclaims. Grabbing her bag and rifling through it, she pulls out a thick sheaf of papers. " Here are the important ones, for right now," she says., handing me the top two. The first says Soleil Bingham and has a list of what seem to be medical tests, all marked negative or within normal range. The second has my name and the same list of tests, with a few exceptions. My results are all marked negative or within normal range as well. " STD and HIV/AIDS testing, silly. We all get them done every six weeks Š just to be sure. WeÕre all clean, including you. We were pretty sure about you, but we needed the evidence. Soleil gives me a reassuring smile. "ButÉ.Huh? What? I donÕt remember being tested." Soleil lightly runs her nails up and down my chest as I moan. " Do you remember how the school asked you to go to a different doctor for your physical? They said that they were thinking of hiring a second school physician, and since you were known to be fairly healthy, it would give them a chance to observe this doctorÕs work without any major complicating factors?" I nod, trying to figure out what comes next. " Remember how the doctor seemed to work very slowly? How he seemed to take more blood than usual? When you questioned him he replied he was just being thorough?" "Yes," I say slowly as Soleil moves to rubbing my back. " Well, that was the HIV/STD battery, and here are the results." " "But thatÕs illegal! Those results are confidential!" I say in righteous outrage. "Remember what I said before, John. NothingÕs illegal f you have enough money. Anneliese found someone she thought might be receptive, a name your mother gave her, actually -- and he was." " My mother??" " Everything will become clear in time, John." "I want the whole story!" I say furiously. Now!" " When we get to the house, I promise.. " Most of the story is AnnelieseÕs to tell, in any case. Just one more thing." She rummages in her bag once more and pulls out a laminated card on a lanyard. The card has my name and a rainbow with a smiley face under it. " Lil designed it," she chuckles. It lets everyone know that you are safe to play with. You only get one, so take good care of it." My mind flashes back to last fall. " ThatÕs what I found in MomÕs bedroom drawer." Soleil looks alarmed." What did she tell you?" " She told me it was from a revolutionary feminisms conference she attended, where it was posited that pacifism is the only true feminist path toward ending patriarchy, as physical violence is located in the male. I still remember the Audre Lorde quote she shared with me. " The masterÕs tools will never bring down the masterÕs house." Soleil nods approvingly. " Your mom is not only brilliant, she thinks fast as well, I see. But now to the real question, "Why were you in your motherÕs bedroom in the first place?" I blush and stammer, muttering, "I was liberating a toy." "Liberating, eh" Soleil fixes me with a gaze. " I thought you were a virgin. " Why do you think I needed a toy?" She laughs her bell-like laugh. " Touchˇ. Now tell me about this toy."" It.. um É is aÉ vibrator and it fits me perfectly. 5 different sorts of pulses and about 8 speeds. It feels wonderful." I canÕt believe IÕm telling anybody this, but before I can say anything else I feel SoleilÕs tongue licking my cockhead. " As good as this?" she asks. No- mmmmm-- please donÕt stop, I plead." She giggles and goes back to licking, putting my hand on her pussy. Just play with it, sweetie. Whatever comes to mind." "I tentatively rub one finger up and down her slit and am rewarded with a moan. I try rubbing the outer lips and she speeds up on her licking of my cock. I pinch the outer lips, watching them swell, and rub my guitar Šplaying thumbnail along the edge along the edge of the lips as she hisses along my cock, beginning to thrust her hips toward my finger. I feel a surge of pride, knowing I can do this to girl, as a button is pressed and I feel the back of the bench seat fold down, until we are lying on a large black leather bed. Soleil stops and rolls to her back, spreading her legs wide and smiling up at me. "You are very good for a first-timer, you know that?? Now itÕs lesson time." Feel all over my cunt. See how wet it is?" I run my fingers along and notice that it is sopping. "ThatÕs all you, sweetie." She grins. Now, I want you to feel around for a little hole, an opening in all of the folds. I do as IÕm told. "Slide a finger in there.Õ I start to, tentatively. It is the most wonderful feeling the world - like hot, wet velvet." " ItÕs ok, hun, you can slide deeper. Ohhhhhh.. Keep going. Please. Twist the finger back and forth. Further in. Ahhhh. In and out now." SheÕs moaning and wriggling. Faster. Deeper. Put another finger in." I look up quizzically. "Just do it, dammit. I slide another one in next to the first and begin to pump them in and out, harder now- not sure if this is ok. "YESSSSSÉ.. Keep doing exactly that. Harder.. DeeperÉ Fuck meÉ." Soleil is chanting ŌHarder, deeper, Fuck me" over and over again like a mantra, and so I begin to jam my fingers in and out of her. I look at her face and realize I am about to make a girl cum. Not sure what to do, take a "third finger and slide it in next to the first two, as she screams and begins to shake, her pussy contracting all over my hand. I pumping my fingers in and out, over and over again, as much as I can while she spasms. A rollercoaster-type pattern emerges. SheÕll go up and up and up and then over, but if I catch her just in time I can make her go higher before she comes down. So I keep her on this ride, watching her cum and writhe and moan. I run my pinky along the outside of her pussy until I come to a bump, just underneath the surface. My anatomy class lessons taught me that this is the clitoris and it has many many nerve endings. I wait 'til my fingers have got her at the top of the rollercoaster and lean down and take the little pouch in my mouth, sucking hard on it. Soleil absolutely EXPLODES, screaming and bucking and moaning and gasping, cumming over and over and over again. IÕm a little scared, actually, but I slide my fingers out of her, let go of her pouch and put my mouth to her pussy, licking up all of the juices I can find ItÕs nothing like I expected Š she tastes like a cross between pineapple juice and a mango, which happen to be two of my favorite things in the world. I lick and suck all over, wanting more, until she suddenly pushes my head away and pulls me up on her, al in the same motion. " Did I do something wrong?" I ask, worried. " Wrong? Oh god, no. You are incredible. That was absolutely,, amazingly wonderful," Soleil gasps as her breathing slowly returns to normal. "Where did you learn to do that?" I just watched you and tried stuff like you said."Õ I havenÕt cum that hard in months.. My god, you are a treasure. Would you do me a favor and kiss me so I can taste myself?" Oooh- I like that idea," I reply. " You taste wonderful, though. Kinda like a mix of pineapple juice and mangoes."" Shut up and kiss me." I go to kiss her gently, but she grabs my head and holds it there, kissing me hard, shoving her tongue in my mouth and exploring, sucking her juices off my tongue until I respond and kiss her fiercely. It seemed like we were locked in this position for at least twenty minutes. I reached out to rub her 32a breasts and she moaned into my mouth, nodding to let me know it was ok. I must have explored every single crevice of her mouth, and she mine, before we broke the kiss and stared at each other, panting. For a small woman she was surprisingly strong, and she tossed me on my back, turned to face me and hunched over my cock, sliding down it until I was buried in her. It was the most wonderful feeling IÕve ever had. So tight and warm and wet andÉ. She starts bouncing like sheÕs on the horse rides outside Kmart. Ohhh Myyyy Goddd! I pretend IÕm a calliope pony and thrust up to meet her as she comes down. That feels even better, and I hear her moan, so I keep doing it, fast and then slow, all the while encased the warmest, wettest tunnel IÕve ever felt. Soleil reaches forward and grabs my shoulders, and I immediately put my mouth to her nipples and begin to suck. IÕm not sure where that came from - it seemed like a hard-wired response. In the middle of this crazed fucking, an image of Chubby Checker ( IÕm a big fan of the old Ed Sullivan show) comes into my mind, and I wonder what would happen if I tried to twist my hips. I need to cum now more than I ever have, and this might just do the trick. I twist my hips hard back and forth and feel my cock brush SoleilÕs clit. She goes absolutely still for a second and then squeezes my cock hard with her pussy. I begin to cum, growling and hissing, cumming harder and longer and more voluminously I than IÕve ever cum in my life She throws her head back, howls, and begins to cum all over again, rocking and shaking and bucking and screaming, drenching my cock in her juices, which sets me off all over again.  I disappear in to cumming-space for awhile, just floating and feeling. When I begin to come back to myself, I look over at the gorgeous woman in front of me. She is gasping and panting and smiling as she flops forward onto my chest, my cock softening inside her. Soleil looks at me, her eyes glistening, and whispers " You are a fucking natural, arenÕt you?" The unintended double entendre makes us both laugh as I take her I my arms. ŌYou ainÕt seen nothing yet, baby," I growl as I hold her tight. "What does that mean," she asks seductively? "I have no clue," I shrug. It just seemed like the right thing to say in the moment." Soleil rolls off me as we both burst out laughing. As the laughter subsides, she turns to me and asks " Now where did you learn to do THAT, young man? " I blush and say, " State fairs and the Ed Sullivan Show." "Huh?" In my best John Facenda imitation I intone, "Everything will become clear in time, Soleil," and stick out my tongue.We snuggle together, and then she looks up at me and quietly asks "Would you tell me about the gf disaster, sweetie? I donÕt understand how anyone could not be helplessly in love with you." She leans in and kisses my cheek. "Hold on a sec, love -- thereÕs something I have to try." Soleil looks hurt until I climb between her legs and begin to carefully and gently lick her pussy, cleaning out all of our mixed juices. She sighs and stretches, cat-like, as I point my tonguetip into every nook and cranny, making sure she is perfectly clean. I lean up and kiss her, feeding her our admixture, saying Service with a smile." Soleil grins and kisses me deep and gently, lazily taking my offering. " "Now itÕs my turn," she says with a wicked grin. I smile back and crawl over behind her head, sitting up on my knees and feeding her my cock.. "OooÉ I like this idea." As she starts to lick I begin. "The gf disaster story. Well, her name was Polly and we met in the spring of 8th Grade. I was still going to school in Berkeley then. She was new to Berkeley, having just moved there that fall and pretty much kept to herself. We were friends first, and we just liked being around each other. She was cute and funny and smart. I remember walking down the hall with and holding hands, leaving notes in each otherÕs lockers, - innocent stuff. Soleil lets my cock out of her mouth long enough to murmur "I love the way you tell stories." " "IsnÕt my cock clean by now, woman?" I kiddingly bark. ""It can always be cleaner," Soleil gives me a big smile and returns to her ministrations. I moan quietly and rub her head. "Back to Polly. She wasnÕt physical at all. No cuddling or hugging, just handholding. We have one of those school in-service days coming up,, the ones where you only go for the morning and get out at lunch time. Being the bad kids we are, Polly and I decide we will both forget to tell our parents that itÕs only a half day and hang out together that afternoon. Walk around Berkeley, go to the park, something fun. No real plan. Soleil lets my cock out of her mouth, explaining " My lips and tongue are starting to hurt., sweetie. You wouldnÕt think I was too much of a freak if I just played with it, would you? I just really like having it around," she giggles. "I like this news. Play away," I grin broadly. So itÕs a beautiful day in Berkeley and Polly and I end up in PeopleÕs Park. WeÕre just quietly sitting there on a park bench when she cuddles up to me and puts her head on my shoulder. This seems like a positive development to me, so I wait for a bit, and then turn my head and lean in to kiss her. Before I can get close to her lips, she grabs me by the shoulders, stands me up, knees me in the solar plexus and then hits me with a perfect right cross, snapping my head back. I think I was unconscious before my body hit the bike path." Soleil pulls me down to her. "Honey, thatÕs horrible. IÕm so sorry." " ThatÕs not even the bad part - it gets worse." " Really?" So I come to, and thereÕs a crowd of people around me. Joggers, Park Police, an ambulance some passerby called. All kinds of people. ItÕs at this point that the city police come over and inform me that Polly is accusing me of attempting to rape her, and I need to come down to the station." "WHAT???" " I stroke SoleilÕs face. " ItÕs ok. IÕm still here right?" So I go down to the station, and the cops cal my parents, and Mom gets ahold of her favorite Marxist attorney who is then dispatched to represent me." "Huh?" "Yup. So there I am with my lawyer and the police, and they begin to question me about why I did it. I reply I didnÕt do anything. They ask why someone would be accusing me if I didnÕt do anything. I reply I donÕt know. This goes around and around, and IÕm getting more and more scared the longer the questioning goes on. After about two hours of this, my lawyer is informed that Polly and her family are dropping all charges. The explanation came much later. It seems that after Polly knocked me cold she was afraid I would press assault charges, so she figured she should make something up before I woke up " Um, hun- that doesnÕt really answer the major question here -- why did she knock you out in the first place? "ItÕs actually really sad. It turned out that Polly was from Toledo, and when she was eleven she was kidnapped from a park in the middle of the day, dragged into an alley and raped. Her family tried to stay in Toledo but it was too hard for her, so they moved out to Berkeley. I was the first person Polly had gotten close to since the kidnapping. Somehow, when we were sitting in the park, between the time of day, the angle of the light and the way I leaned I to kiss her," " "Polly had a flashback, thought you were the kidnapper and kicked the shit out of you," Soleil finishes glumly, pulling me tight against her body. IÕm so sorry I made fun of you before - that is the worst bad relationship story I ever heard,. IÕm sorry you had to go through that. You donÕt have to worry about me, though. I love sex -- and I especially like it with you.," I blush as I feel myself getting hard. " Are you still wet, hun?" " I wasnÕt until you just got hard again- but here, feel. I reach down and check her pussy with my hand, rubbing my palm over her mound and then sliding a finger inside. "Mmmmm Š you are nice and wet. I slide my finger out and suck the juices off. Sliding down, I begin to play some more, just exploring the mystery of it all. A slit to play with, to run my fingers up and down. Unimaginable such a thing could ever open, but it does. A public bone to press on as Soleil emits a groan. The loveliest, pinkest outer lips to pinch, rub and lick, I think, as I slide my tongue along it. Folds upon folds upon folds opening, puffing up like a flower blooming. Soleil moans as I keep exploring., moving to the inner lips, watching them engorge as I lick and rub, feeling Soleil begin to thrash. " Not yet honey, IÕve got much more in store for you," I smile wickedly. Slowly I lick around the entrance to the pussy, finding the clit hood with the other hand and gently pushing it back as my tongue trails down and away from her pussy opening. "Hands and knees, my sweet," I whisper. As this beautiful girl climbs to her hands and knees I run my tongue up her crack, circling her asshole as I slide a finger around and around the opening to her pussy, and then sliding both my tongue and finger in at the same time, gently fucking her. Soleil moans and thrashes as I think again and slide my finger out of her to better concentrate on exploring her asshole, flicking my tongue all about. She looks back at me and moans, "fingers." "I hold up a fist and she nods frantically. Putting the fist against her opening I work my tongue in deeper and deeper, wiggling it until it fills her. I slowly rock my fist at her pussy opening as I begin to tongue fuck her ass, feeling resistance at first but then release as her pussy opens up, letting all of my fist in as I work her ass faster and faster, my whole fist now inside her pussy, rocking back and forth. Changing things up a bit, I slide my tongue out as my fist goes deeper, up to the wrist know, and then pull back with my fist as my tongue drives deep inside her, one hole always full. I fuck her fast and deep now as I feel her come closer and closer to the edge, whining and squealing, squeezing her ass tight around my fist and cumming in a gigantic explosion of juice and sound. As her ass spasms her pussy relaxes and my tongue thrusts all the way in, setting her off again, rocking her back and forth as she cums, each successive cum longer and harder until they meld into one continuous buck and scream,. As she reaches her absolute height she propels herself across the bed,, yanking my tongue out of her with a pop, tightening her pussy on my fist and using it as a lever, so that I land in front of her on my side and her head crashes into my rib cage. As I look up I see that SoleilÕs eyes are wet and she is still spasming on my fist. As she stops shaking she very slowly pulls my fist out of her and crawls into the corner, sobbing. I crawl over to her, concerned, " Soleil, hun?" but she refuses to even look at me. Finally she speaks. " I donÕt know if you can understand this, John, but I have two things to say to you. DonÕt ever do that to me again. Never ever ever stop doing that. I have never cum so hard in my life, or so often. I actually thought I wouldnÕt stop, ever, that I had been turned into a cumming machine. It was wonderful and horrible all at the same time. Soleil turns to face me. You pushed me to the edge of my sanity, and now I know I can go that far. Soleil collapses against my chest as I stroke her hair. " IÕve had one set of fingers in there a few years ago, hun, but usually my ass is exit only. You couldnÕt have known that - and IÕm so glad you didnÕt. Can I try something?" " Whatever you want, lover." Soleil grabs my head and kisses me hard pushing my mouth open and sucking my tongue. " Hmm. A little funky, but not nearly as bad as I expected, " she winks. John, I know we just met and we just had sex, and itÕs such a clichˇ, but I think IÕm falling in love with you.. Is that, um. alright?" SoleilÕs whole body blushes and she curls into a ball, afraid of my answer. Choked up, I whisper, "Only if itÕs alright for me to be falling in love with you too, " and grin. Her whole body relaxes and unfolds as she slides me on top of her, wrapping her arms around me and stroking my face. We lie there, silently wrapped in each other, grinning idiotically. This lasts for at least a half hour, until I notice the limo pulling off the Interstate and into a small town, finally stopping by a row of bushes in a darkened park. Soleil feels me tense up and strokes my forehead. "ItÕs OK, hun. Robert just wants some fun too. Go up to the front for a bit. I promise IÕm not going anywhere," she smiles dreamily.Reluctantly, I climb out of the back se and walk up to the front, sliding in next to Robert. Looking over, I notice he has his pants around his ankles, his hard cock out, and is stroking like as madman. " Master John, not all of us are as young and handsome as you are. Some, like me, must take their pleasures where they can. May I ask a favor? Would you stroke my hard cock for me?" After considering the offer for a moment, I reach out and make a loose fist, gently sliding it up and down RobertÕs cock. " Ohh yess, dear boy, that is lovely. Please keep going. There is something I need to tell you. As part of my agreement with Master Archibald, I get summers off. You are my final pickup until the family returns home in August. You and Soleil will be driving this summer, though not the limousine, of course. That gets parked for the summer..Mmmmmmm- yesss, So close." I bend down and kiss the head of RobertÕs cock, causing him to cum against the roof of my mouth. "Yesss dear boy Š that was wonderful. You have made an old man very happy." I hold as much cum I my mouth as I can and kiss Robert, feeding it back to him.. " After we break the kiss, I look down at his groin. "Robert, even if you think you are old, your cock seems not to know it. ItÕs still semi-hard," I grin wickedly. With an embarrassed smile Robert replies, My ability to cum more than once is one of the things I pride myself on, Master John."" Let me get this straight. You are a servant, and have to follow my orders, correct? "Robert sighs, Yes, Master John." Do you pride yourself on your ability to focus even when many things are happening around you?" " Why yes, Master John." "Then drive Soleil and I home." "As you wish, Master John." The moment we pay the toll and get back on the Interstate, I lean over and take RobertÕs cock in my mouth, licking and sucking it. " Why Master John I shouldnÕt - you shouldnÕtÉ well, at least give me a moment to turn off the cameras. " I stop for a second as Robert flicks a switch, look him straight in the eye and say " you will not cum until we are parked in the garage, understood?" "Why, y-y-y-yes Master John." I lick al over RobertÕs uncircumcised cock, first pulling back the skin and licking all over the head, and then using my lips to hum up and down the shaft. I do everything I can think of, thoroughly enjoying myself. I lick and nibble the underside of the head, rub and kiss his balls, try deepthroating him (which isnÕt all that successful as my gag reflex gets in the way) slide my tongue in his peehole and lick under his balls. I can feel him getting harder and  harder and closer and closer, so I squeeze his cock hard to stop him and then start all over again. Somehow the limo stays on the road as we enter Manhattan, at which point I lick up and down faster and stroke his balls I gently tickle his taint with a finger from the other hand, and as we enter the underground parking lot for 10 Gracie Square I slide a finger in RobertÕs asshole, causing him to shoot explosively and repeatedly into my mouth. Hungrily I drink up all I can and then kiss him, letting him taste himself. He zips up and tucks in, trying to look presentable, and together we walk over to the back seat. Soleil lies Robert down o our leather bed, undresses him completely, even going so far as to remove a thong from his ass, and gives him a fresh set of clothes -- A pair of boxer shorts, Khaki pants, a three button Polo, and tan loafers. I look at Robert and ask " Where are you going for the summer?" He replies, " No one knows, and no one ever will. I am officially on vacation." Wit that he walks over to one of the most beautiful Jaguars I have ever seen. ItÕs a 1973 British Racing Green V12 E Series convertible. Starting it up and giving us one last wave, he drives away. Soleil takes a laundry bag, put RobertÕs uniform in it, and grabs my bags. Before I can protest she links her arm in mine and walks us to the elevator, which happens to be open. As it heads up toward Anneliese and ArchibaldÕs floor, she shoves me into the corner and kisses me madly, but with enough control that we look somewhat respectable as the doors open and I ring Anneliese and ArchibaldÕs doorbell.End Chapter IIITo Be Continued  