Small Mercies Ch. 04

Small Mercies - Chapter Four

Synopsis

This story takes place within the Jolie, Kylie and Paul universe. I've tried to avoid any spoilers but ideally this should be read after the Compliant Cuckold series, the Consummate Cuckold series and Chapters one to three of this story. It's a bit of a slow burn in as much as the cuckolding doesn't start until later in the story, but a bit of scene setting is required as is the character development for Simon and Kiera. Simon is a strikingly good looking male who unfortunately was not blessed with a normal penis. This tale describes his search for someone who will accept his handicap whist giving him the love and affection he craves. Has found Kiera, a stunning blonde dancer who seems to care for him. His tiny penis doesn't seem to put her off as she has said that she will never let him fuck her, although they do have non-penetrative sex. The mysterious Xander and his beautiful transexual wife live next door and fostered Kiera when she was a little girl. They are very close but Simon suspects that he and Kiera are closer than they let on. Xander is a huge black bull and cannot have sex with his wife as he is too big. He has procured Rani, their gorgeous lesbian south Asian maid as a sexual partner and confidant for his wife. Simon has become friends with them all and on a couple of occasions erotic encounters between Mia and Simon and Kiera and Xander have taken place when the others have been present.

All characters involved in sexual activity are over the age of 18. This chapter includes anal, hetero, transexual and bisexual sex, dry humping, oral and masturbation but future chapters will contain lesbian, cuckolding, BDSM, bondage and humiliation.

Simon's Surprises

I went into the office after I got back from the London meeting with Harlequin and reported back to Jolie. My diminutive boss was pleased and told me to give the digital document pack to IT for anti virus checking and uploading to the system. Tamsin arrived half an hour later and we began analysing the information Harlequin had provided. By six pm my neck was aching and I headed out with my laptop with the thought that I would work from Kiera's until she got home. The grin returned to my face as I started Mia's Porsche Macan and drove through the home time traffic to Kiera's place, glad I still had clean clothes in my overnight bag. As I pulled onto the drive the double garage door opened, so I parked inside. I got my bag from the car and went up the white, marble steps into the kitchen to find a smiling Rani chopping salad on the island. She was wearing leggings and a t-shirt that showed off her lithe frame. The gorgeous little maid put her knife down and wiped her hands before reaching up for a hug and a peck on the cheek.

"I thought you might be glad of a Caesar salad for your dinner. I've grilled a couple of chicken breasts and they're in the fridge."

As she turned back to the chopping board I put my arms around her tiny waist and hugged her from behind. I kissed the top of her head,

"That's so nice of you, you didn't have to do that."

"I maid for both houses. I've already prepared dinner for Mia and I and she's in the gym. I thought I'd pop over and do your's and Kiera's so you can just relax and eat when she gets home."

I pulled a beer from the fridge and hopped onto a bar stool as she scraped the salad into a bowl, dressed and tossed it. Then she washed her hands before coming to stand between my legs, her hands resting on my thighs.

"Have a lovely evening with your gorgeous girl. Hopefully Mia is back now, she's usually hungry after the gym."

She pecked me on the cheek and I watched her cute bottom as she left, images of her naked on all fours playing in my head. I heaved a sigh and headed upstairs with my beer to shower and change.

When Kiera arrived I had got another hour's work done. The table was set and the wine poured and I was freshly showered and shaved everywhere. I heard the door slam and tried not to appear like an excited puppy as I went down the hall to greet her. Her scent filled my senses as she dropped her bag to reach up and hug me, her dazzling smile lighting the hallway before her lips found mine. We swayed to silent music as we kissed and nuzzled our hellos until I pulled back to look down at her.

"Hello Banana Girl."

"Hello yourself handsome. I need a shower, food and sex, in that order. Are you available to help with any of that?"

"I can certainly help with the second two, but you better do the first one on your own or I may have to rearrange your schedule."

She giggled as I picked up her bag and followed her upstairs. I lay on the bed and reread my draft Harlequin proposal until she emerged from the ensuite naked, twisting her wet hair into a towel on her head. I leered at her perfect little body, my willy stiffening as I took in her pert breastlets, flat tummy and prominent shaved mons with its tightly closed little slit beneath. She was breathtakingly beautiful, even with a towel on her head and no makeup. I growled and lunged at her, but she giggled and fended me off.

"Later Tiger, I promise, but I need food now, please Simon."

As if to emphasise her words her stomach growled loudly. I watched her step into a little lacy, black thong and drop a big t-shirt over her head, before pulling me up by the hand and towing me downstairs. We sat at the island and she served the salad before clinking glasses and digging in. She complimented me on the salad before I explained that Rani had been over and made it for us. She grinned at me,

"She has so got the hots for you, handsome. I can see I'm going to have to get you a strapon so you can do the little flirt. Would you like that?"

I coughed as I almost inhaled my mouthful of salad and I felt my cheeks heat as I took a mouthful of wine. She went on,

"You don't have to answer that," she grinned, "I know you would."

We cleared the plates away and I loaded the dishwasher while she made coffee. Kiera dried her hair and I brushed it for her as she sat between my legs on the big sofa. Then I lay with my head in her lap and watched TV for half an hour. I sensed her watching me and looked up at her pretty face. She leaned over for a kiss, sliding a hand under the waistband of my shorts. My microcock stiffened at her touch. We kissed and groped each other until she breathed in my ear,

"Kitty would like some kisses now, and I think Winky needs some love."

She led me by the hand up the stairs to her bedroom. There she tugged my t-shirt over my head and by the time I'd kicked my shorts off she was naked and climbing onto the bed. I stood at the bedside and gazed at the beautiful body stretched invitingly before me. She smiled as I growled in my throat and then held her arms out to welcome me into her embrace. We kissed and I nuzzled her neck and little breasts until subtle pressure let me know she wanted me lower. I kissed my way down her tummy to my happy place. Her heels were pulled up to her bottom and her legs flopped wide apart exposing her neat little slit. I kissed her bare mons and she cooed her appreciation as I nuzzled the soft skin of her inner thighs. I reached up to palm her breastlets, allowing my thumbs to find her stiff teats. I took my time, letting her anticipation build as I kissed either side of her crease, watching her clitty stiffen and rise to push against its little hood. I nudged around it, teasing her as her pussy flooded and parted to show me her pink inner labia. Her pelvis curled up to me searching for my mouth as I kept her waiting for the first kiss. She whimpered,

"Please baby, she wants you now."

I blew gently on her wet petals as she wailed in frustration, her bottom lifting from the bed. I used the very tip of my tongue to make a single featherlight stroke through her pouting slit and she shuddered and strained for more contact, her breath hissing through her teeth. I repeated the movement several times, pressing a little deeper into her and allowing my tongue to bump over her erect clit at the end of each stroke. Each time she gasped and her hips twitched, her hands finding the bars of the headboard. I rolled her nipples in my fingers, pinching gently as she became more vocal. My own hips were moving as I humped the mattress. I released a breast to slide my hand under her thigh, reaching around to her mons to pull her hood clear of her clit. She knew what was coming, but I made her wait,

"Yes, yes," she pleaded.

I flickered my tongue over her exposed and vulnerable pearl and her back arched, taut as a bow-string. She keened through clenched teeth, hips twitching as her orgasm approached. When the moment arrived I wrapped my arms around her thighs, holding her up to my mouth as I sealed my lips around her kitty and plunged my tongue into her tight tunnel. Her hands knotted in my hair as she crested and squirted into my mouth, bucking against my face. I held her against me through her climax, revelling in the feel of her pussy contracting against my thrusting tongue. When she finally collapsed, panting, onto the bed, I lay my head on her thigh and watched her kitty twitch with each aftershock, my fingertips caressing her gaping entrance. I loved this part, laying with my head between her thighs, knowing I had pleasured her, my mouth and nose still filled with her taste and scent, her hand reaching down to stroke my hair and face. I sensed her looking down at me.

"That was worth waiting for," she grinned, "Now come up here and let me show you how much I appreciate you."

I crawled back up into her arms and we kissed a little until her thigh sought the hard bump of my tiny willy. I humped against her leg as her hand on my bottom encouraged me. Until she giggled.

"Slow down a little my horny hunk, I have another present I want to give Winky. Kneel over me then."

I straddled her tiny body and she urged me forward until she could reach me with her mouth. She kissed my throbbing glans and my little cockring bit into the base of my baby-sized shaftlet. When she took it into her mouth and sucked gently I groaned, as for the first time in my life, my little willy was inside another person. But after a moment she stopped and pulled away. I sighed with disappointment as she twisted beneath me and reached into her bedside drawer to retrieve the mysterious box that had contained my vibrating cockring. She retrieved something from inside before putting it back in the drawer. I groaned as my cockring began its familiar buzzing.

"Those big balls look nice and full. Have you got a lovely load for me?"

I loved cumming on her but I wasn't sure the vibrating cockring was enough to get me off on its own. I told her as much.

"Patience, handsome, I'm not finished yet."

She opened her hand to reveal a small metal and plastic plug.

"What's that?"

She grinned up at me, holding the object out on her palm."

"This little plug goes in your bum."

"Hey, I'm not sure about this."

She pouted,

"Simon, have I ever done anything you haven't liked? Do you trust me?"

I nodded and she continued,

"Its just a tiny one inch plug baby, go with it for a moment. If you don't like it we can take it out. Now come here."

She pulled me towards her and I sighed as she took my tiny stump back into her mouth. Then I felt the cold, wet nose of the plug touch my rear hole and I tensed. She stroked my bottom with her free hand as the plug probed gently at my anus. She pulled off me for a second and looked up at me,

"Just relax for me baby, let it in. Take a breath and then breath out slowly."

As I exhaled I felt a momentary stretch and then I grunted as it slipped into me to be held tightly by my sphincter.

Despite my initial reaction, the plug actually felt good inside me. I squeezed it experimentally with my internal muscles as she mouthed my aching hardon. I would willingly accept the plug if it meant I got to keep my willy in the silky wetness of her mouth. A second later I gasped as a tingling pulse travelled like lightning from inside my bottom to my balls and cocklet.

"Christ Kiera, what the fuck was that?"

"Its a vibrator too," she giggled, "Its very close to your prostate. If I get the position and pulsing right it should feel really good."

The vibrations came in pulses that were in counterpoint to the vibrations of the cockring. She played with the intensity and pulsing until I groaned as my microcock became painfully hard. She watched me intently as she manipulated the plug with her free hand,

"Thats it baby, tell me if its too much."

I whimpered as the vibrations and pulses increased in intensity. I went to touch myself but she pushed my hands away.

"Naughty boy! No touching Winky. Hands away."

I did as she asked and moaned as the plug suddenly pressed against a place behind the base of my cocklet. The feeling was amazing, like nothing I'd felt before. My hips began to move. I could feel myself being drawn towards orgasm and I couldn't prevent the twitching and bucking of my hips, the warmth of her mouth forgotten. I whimpered as my whole body began to shake,

"Oh God, Kiera."

Her voice was smokey as she husked at me,

"Do you want to cum baby? Are you going to do it all over me?"

I shuffled backwards a little, crouching above her lithe, little body on all fours. I couldn't speak as the intensity increased to sweet agony and suddenly I was bucking back at the plug, trying in vain to get it deeper inside as I teetered on the brink with my teeth clenched.

"Cum for me baby. I want your lovely warm spunk."

I gasped aloud as I contracted hard onto the plug and ejaculated, the first almost painful rope splattering her chest and neck. Kiera masturbated and her hips lifted under me as I spurted again and again, painting her writhing torso with spurt after spurt of warm semen. At some point the vibrations and pulsing stopped and she reached for me, pulling me down to her as the dwindling spurts dribbled onto her flat tummy. I pushed my knees back and lay on her, letting her feel my weight as she giggled beneath me,

"I can't believe how much you pump out, that was like a fire hose on me."

"That was unexpected you devious little mare," I breathed into her ear.

"But did you like it?"

"I thought my balls were going to explode, but yes, I liked it."

She giggled,

"Good. I love finding new ways to make you cum. I said I would find ways to keep our sex life exciting. I have only just started. Do you want to take it out now?"

"Its not uncomfortable where it is, I'll take it out in a minute."

She pulled me close and kissed me again, amusement dancing in her eyes.

"Keep it on the charging mat when you're not using it; we want it ready for play when the mood takes us."

She rolled onto her side and tucked her bottom into my tummy, pulling my arms around her. As I drifted off to sleep, the last thing I remembered was her whispering,

"I love you Simon Moreton."

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Kiera was finishing a session in the gym and Mia was putting in a shift at St Winifred's when the call came, so I volunteered to collect Xander from the airport on Friday evening. I wanted to get some more background on Harlequin, so it was a good opportunity to chat to him on the way home in Mia's Macan. He was waiting with his bag at the five minute pickup point when I arrived, threading through throng of cabs and bad tempered relatives. I dived into a newly vacant space and he quickly stowed his bag in the boot and jumped in, heaving a sigh as he settled his massive frame into the comfortable leather sports seat. I handed him a bottle of water and we pulled out into the traffic. He checked his phone and settled himself. After a minute he thanked me for collecting him and I was pleased to hear that Tamsin and I had made a good impression in London and that Orlando was keenly awaiting our draft insurance proposal. I asked if he would explain a little more about Harlequin and how the wider business worked.

"You already know what the UK operation consists of; the medical facility and the security centre here in Northampton and the financial and commercial office in London. In the US we have the tactical operations centre in New York, a training and exercise facility in Nevada and a logistics facility in Boston. In addition there are field offices in Madrid, Cairo, Mumbai and Tokyo."

I nodded and took a pull of my beer,

"When I googled Harlequin there was very little information on-line. It all seems very secretive and military like. Are you mercenaries?"

Xander tapped his fingers on the leather armrest and thought for a moment,

"The organisation itself isn't a secret, but we are very discreet. Our members value discretion, so we try to keep a low profile. Harlequin was set up hundreds of years ago by my ancestors and remains under the strict control of the De St Croix family. It was originally a philanthropic organisation, set up to achieve secretly and militarily what negotiation and official channels could not. In the Middle Ages it was mostly concerned with the rescue of hostages of ruling families. Back then powerful houses and rulers ensured continued fealty through marriage and 'fostering' of heirs and other relatives. Essentially they were hostages against insurrection, but many were kidnapped for ransom. Harlequin was funded by wealthy families who, for a regular contribution, could call on the organisation to attempt to rescue their loved ones and right other injustices."

He took a drink from his water bottle and I nodded, resisting the urge to interrupt with questions.

"The modern day objectives have changed a little. We still spend a great deal of time and money rescuing hostages, recovering stolen assets and land and supporting those who cannot fend for themselves. But we also specialise in the legal provision of other personal services to meet our members particular requirements. We're funded by a large number of unbelievably wealthy individuals, who trust the De St Croix family to protect their interests."

When he paused I decided to risk a question,

"I find it amazing that the organisation has remained below the radar for so long. It's incredible that the contributors or staff don't talk, especially when they leave or if they're dismissed."

Another pause, then,

"Staff are only aware of as much as they need to know to perform their duties. They are very well looked after during employment and continue to enjoy substantial benefits on retirement, which are liable for forfeiture if they breach their conditions. As for the contributors, they enjoy certain privileges that are not available elsewhere and which they would not wish to lose or become public knowledge."

"I've heard Mia and your brother mention Alphas, Gammas and Members. What are they?"

He took another drink, and checked his watch.

"The De St Croix family are the Alphas. One in each business unit and three Alpha Primes, my brother Orlando in UK, my cousins, Balthazar in the US and Gabriel, who runs the field offices. Members are the contributors who fund the organisation. There are also Betas, who are the professional staff and do the real skilled work," he smiled, "But we don't call them Betas as a rule incase it causes offence. We also have Deltas, volunteers who provide their specialised services for free because they enjoy what they do. They receive in kind benefits that ensure their discretion and continued support."

I wanted to go on and ask about Gammas but we arrived at his house and I pulled into the big double garage as the door opened automatically. We got out of the car and I handed him the keys.

"Please thank Mia for the use of her lovely car; she's let me use it all week."

He waved my thanks away and offered me a beer as he needed one and it was quicker for me to walk through the house and garden anyway. He closed the garage door and picked up his bag and I followed him up the white marble stairs into the house. He pulled two bottles from the big American style fridge and popped the caps on the opener attached to the kitchen island. We clinked bottles and and took a pull each.

"Rani said she was a Gamma and Orlando referred to Kiera as a Gamma Prime. I know that Rani provides services as a maid and gets her board and lodgings and student fees paid, but what does a Gamma Prime do?"

Xander perched on a bar stool at the island.

"Rani also gets a small monthly payment so that she can go out on her days off and start to build some savings. She doesn't just maid though, she performs other personal services as you have found. As our claimed Gamma she will reside here with us, but she can also be requested by other Alphas and Members for short periods."

When he paused for another drink I pressed further,

"So is Kiera a Gamma Prime and if so what does she do? I thought she was dancer."

Xander took a breath before responding.

"Yes, Kiera is my claimed Gamma Prime in addition to being a very talented and well respected dancer and tutor. Gamma Primes have served the De St Croix Alphas for centuries. The services she provides are vital and confidential to the family, but when she feels the time is right she will share details with you. Give her time Simon. Her trust in you is growing. I'm glad you found each other and that you make each other happy. Now if you will excuse me I need to shower and change before Mia gets home. Thanks again for picking me up from the airport."

I said goodbye to Xander and made my way up the curving path through the gardens to Kiera's house. I knew more about Harlequin now, but I was convinced that there was still something Xander wasn't telling me.

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The weekend was proving to be something of a disappointment. Firstly, my Mum's recovery from her stroke at the hospital seemed to have stalled and she was frustrated and disheartened, despite the reassurances of the staff that it was normal and progress was seldom linear. Then the insurance company had come back with a pathetic settlement figure for my written off car, meaning that a replacement vehicle was going to involve a significant depletion of my savings. The house hunt had proved fruitless and a waste of a weekend. Everything available in my price bracket was awful, with acceptable accommodation requiring an eye watering deposit and a greater letting fee than I had anticipated. The only good news was that Mia's request to claim Rani as her permanent Gamma had been approved by the Harlequin hierarchy.

So on Sunday evening Kiera and I walked down the curving path that led to Xander and Mia's place. We were going out to dinner to celebrate. Kiera looked lovely in a short little cocktail dress in an electric blue that matched her eyes. Her blonde hair was up in elaborate, plaited coils on top of her head and emphasised her lovely neck. She had persuaded me to wear my butt plug and a pair of her lacy boy-shorts under my navy chinos and a pale blue shirt that set off her dress. When we arrived Rani rushed out to meet us with hugs and kisses. She was wearing the little black dress Mia had bought her in Soho earlier that week and she was all brown shoulders and thighs. Xander pressed Aperol spritzes into our hands and we chatted as we waited for Mia to appear. When she came down she looked stunning. Her little white dress showed off her long legs and the pleated miniskirt hid the bulge of her considerable appendage.

Xander had ordered an Ubermax so he could have a drink too. The ride took about 15 minutes and then we were outside a nice bistro that was apparently owned by the Harlequin group. Xander was treated like visiting royalty and we were ushered to a small VIP room overlooking the river. The vibe was rustic chic with lots of reclaimed and distressed timber and low lighting. The round table was made from heavy oak planks with crimson linen tablecloths that hung low over the sides. I was seated between Rani and Kiera with Mia next to Rani and Xander between Kiera and Mia. The steaks were delicious and the conversation and wine flowed. Xander and I ordered the creme brûlée, but the girls all declined dessert. Kiera stuck her spoon in mine and I pulled a face as Rani followed suit. Mia went to do the same with Xander's, but he made a show of moving it out of her reach before relenting and passing her his dish. I looked up to see Rani making the same cow eyes at her mistress that I had witnessed at the London apartment. Beneath the table Mia placed her hand on Rani's bare leg and grinned at her,

"Has it kicked in now darling?"

Rani nodded, biting her lower lip in a childish manner that made my cocklet stir. The long tablecloth hid her movements as Mia caressed her maid's inner thigh, sliding her hand up to push her skirt up to her waist. I glanced down and suppressed a gasp as I saw the tip of her little boy-sized penis, fiercely erect with its partly retracted foreskin, peeking beneath her skirt, and nodding with her heartbeat. My willy stiffened and my cockring began to vibrate. I glanced across at Kiera and she was grinning at me as she put her phone down on the table. Mia leaned across Rani to whisper to me,

"What you did for me on the massage table was lovely. Will you do it for Rani? It's her special day and she's very horny. No-one can see."

I glanced down at Rani's lap and swallowed as Mia lifted her maid's skirt higher to show me the full three and a half inches of rigid cocklet. It looked painfully hard and a drop of precum oozed from the little slit at its tip. I looked up to see Kiera and Xander watching me. Xander said quietly,

"Rani has dropped her napkin. Would you get it for her?"

I bent to look at the floor and sure enough a balled napkin was at Rani's feet. I was about to reach down for it when Kiera smirked,

"It would be better if you got down on your knees to reach it."

I slid beneath the table and noticed that the low hanging tablecloths hid me from sight. Rani parted her knees to give me room and she 'eeped' as I slid my hands around her bottom and pulled her forward to the edge of the banquet seat. I held her hot little stick between my finger and thumb and she shuddered as I masturbated her gently, my microcock hardening as I watched her foreskin cover and then reveal the shiny glans. It was only as big as my finger, but it was twice the length of my pathetic little nub. Looking up I saw Rani had her eyes closed, her head pressed into the crook of her mistress' neck. She groaned as I took her steel-hard penis into my mouth and I heard Mia shush her,

"No noise darling, we don't want to draw attention to ourselves do we?"

Her precum was salty as I licked the weeping glans before taking the little rod fully into my mouth. It was nice to feel my nose pressed against her smooth pubis and still be able to breath normally. I rubbed the underside, working my tongue from side to side as I began to bob my head. A hand clutched my ear and she humped at my mouth slightly. Mia said softly.

"No baby, keep still, let him do the work."

It didn't take long before her hand tried to push me away and Rani gasped into Mia's hair,

" Stop, stop I'm going to do it."

Mia pulled her head tighter against her,

"Shhhhhhh, baby, do it in his mouth, he wants it."

Suddenly her legs were trembling and she whimpered as I felt several splashes of watery discharge coat the roof of my mouth. I swallowed it effortlessly. I kept still, knowing she would be ultra sensitive for a minute or so. Her little penis remained rigid and she shuddered as I backed off her, a hand reaching down to stroke my cheek. My microcock was hard as my cockring buzzed in short pulses and I felt a surge of arousal as Mia pulled her skirt up to reveal her own hard cock. She slid forward on the seat, thighs parting as Rani urged me to move between her mistress' lovely thighs. The tablecloth rustled around my shoulders as I shuffled sideways. I looked across to see Kiera's hand squeezing a huge bulge in the front of Xander's chinos. I watched her grope the enormous shaft, before a nudge from Mia's leg reminded me why I was down there.

I moved between her spread knees and slid my hands up the smooth skin of her silky thighs. As I leaned forward and opened my mouth Mia's hands cupped my head gently, stroking my hair and urging me forward. As the warm shaft entered my mouth, she exhaled above me and her flavour flooded my senses. A hand moved to stroke my cheek as I took half of her length, rubbing the prominent tube on the underside of her shaft with my tongue. She was gentle, encouraging me to take more without forcing me. I heard a sigh from Xander and knew my girl was playing with his massive cock. I felt a sudden need to please the lovely Mia and took more of her deeper than I had before, trying not to gag as her glans touched the back of my throat. Mia's hips strained upwards,

"Yes, thats it sweetie, now rub with that tongue," She whispered.

I heaved silently as the sudden thrust pushed her against the back of my throat but I held still, working the base of her shaft with my tongue. I pulled back and did it again, knowing from her little gasps that I had found what she wanted. I plunged faster onto her throbbing length, not caring if the resulting wet sounds were heard by other diners. My tongue began to ache and I clamped harder with my lips as I bobbed my head. After a couple of minutes I felt her swell even larger in my mouth, then she clutched my head to her crotch and I felt the first powerful spurt of semen hit the back of my throat. I coughed and she grabbed my hair to keep me in place as her bucking penis continued to ejaculate spurt after spurt into my mouth and down my throat. When her orgasm finished I kept her hilted, content to suckle her as she stroked my hair. I looked up at her pretty face and she smiled down at me and mouthed,

"Thank you darling, you're so good at that."

Then I heard Xander rumble,

"Rani I need you."

The maid slid under the table beside me and I turned to see that my Kiera had extracted his huge shaft and was stroking it slowly. It was hard to see in the dim light, but something about it was different. The head, seemed larger than a normal glans and the shaft had a thicker portion toward the base, where light glinted on the engravings on a tight, metal cockring. There was a familiarity about the way she handled the massive organ, in the way her hand tried to encompass its girth, in the way she rolled her wrist as she stroked it. Rani shuffled forward, her mouth open wide as Kiera's hand moved faster over the 10 inch shaft. Then I heard Kiera's husky voice,

"Are you ready Rani? We don't want a mess on the carpet."

I watched with growing excitement as the huge shaft seemed to grow even larger as Kiera's stroked. A strong hand reached blindly beneath the table cloth and grabbed Rani by the hair, pulling her forward until the huge head bumped her lips. She opened her mouth and I saw her jaw stretch wide as it pushed past her lips. She gagged as the shaft bucked and Xander gasped as warm, thick semen leaked from her mouth. Her throat worked as she swallowed frantically, grabbing breaths in between spurts. When he finished she pulled back and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. As she scrambled back up into her seat I glanced back at Kiera. Her hand was still holding Xander's penis, as she beckoned me forward with her free hand.

I shuffled between her knees and she spread them wide, her hand finding my cheek. I leaned closer sliding my hands up the outsides of her thighs to hook my fingers around the strings of her thong. The crotch was wet with her arousal and I drew the flimsy scrap down to leave it stretched between her splayed thighs. I leaned forward intending to kiss my beloved kitty, when she lifted her bottom slightly and Xander's huge hand cupped her pouch from behind. She moaned softly when the index and middle fingers slipped into her pussy. She leaned forward and lifted her bottom as if to speak in confidence to Rani, allowing him access to fuck her with his thick, black fingers. I fought down a wave of jealousy as she rode his hand, tempered when she released his now flacid organ to reach behind my neck and pull me to her crotch. I lapped at her stiff clitty as Xander worked quickly, thrusting his fingers in and out until she sank down hard onto his hand, her hips bucking. I flickered my tongue over little bud as her pussy pulsed through her orgasm and her fingers twisted in my hair.

When she finished and lifted her bottom to free Xander's hand, I slid her knickers up and kissed her inner thighs as she stroked my hair. I moved to come out from under the table, but Kiera held my head to her thighs and I heard the waiter come to bring the bill. I remained hidden under the table as Xander paid and then Kiera signalled it was safe for me to come out.

It was cold and raining outside and Xander grumbled as we huddled in the doorway and waited for the taxi. The plan was to drop me off at my place first and then then Kiera at hers. She had an early train in the morning as she was heading back to Cardiff for more filming and wouldn't be back until the weekend. I was going to miss her. She was affectionate and my willy throbbed with unrequited lust as she snuggled against me as we waited. The others were distracted looking out for the taxi so she took the opportunity to steal a passionate kiss. She pulled back and murmured into my ear,

"You taste of cock and cum. Did you have fun under the table?"

I felt my face heat as I nodded, but my embarrassment seemed to make my microcock even harder. The taxi arrived but it was a standard vehicle, not the large one to seat five that Xander had ordered. He ventured out into the rain and argued with the driver until he agreed to take us all. Xander got into the front and I slid into the middle seat. Kiera sat on my lap and the girls jumped in either side of me. Kiera's bottom was effectively bare, her little thong doing nothing to prevent the warmth of her lovely rear from passing through my chinos to my groin as we pulled away. She leaned back against my chest and my arms went around her waist. My diminutive willy was hard and she grinned at me and wriggled her bottom until it was pressed into the crease of her pert little bum. She pulled out her phone and the vibrations started in my cockring. I gave a startled gasp and looked at her in panic,

"Its just a 15 minute drive," she smirked, "make the most of it."

The vibrations slowly increased in intensity and Kiera subtly wriggled her bottom on my lap as my cocklet strained against its little cockring. Rani saw what was happening and smirked at me,

"Is she teasing you Simon?"

As we pulled onto the dual carriageway of the inner ring road the traffic came to a standstill. Blue flashing lights ahead didn't bode well. We began to creep forward, a car length at a time as four lanes of traffic tried to merge into one. I groaned in frustration and all three girls grinned at me and each other. Mia and Rani snuggled up to me and nuzzled my neck from each side. The buzzing in my cockring increased and was joined by the throbbing of my butt plug as Kiera played with her phone. I was granite hard and trying to resist the urge to hump Kiera's bottom. The buzzing increased and I tried to take her phone from her but Mia and Rani grabbed a hand each and drew them between their thighs. My arousal surged and I groaned softly as I gave in and humped my girl's bottom. My eyes closed and my head went back against the headrest as I held my breath and my spine stiffened. I felt a wave of shame and embarrassment as I resigned myself to ejaculating in my underwear like an overexcited teenager. I gasped as the first blissful contraction spurted semen into my borrowed boyshorts. Mia nuzzled my ear,

"Oh sweetie, are you cumming?"

Both the driver and Xander turned to watch as I thrust against Kiera's rear and pumped rope after rope of ejaculate into my knickers. The driver tutted and grumbled,

"If he makes a mess on my upholstery it will cost him five quid for cleaning."

I strained upward, lifting Kiera from the seat and heard her giggle,

"Its OK, he's cumming in his pants."

She switched off the vibrations as my orgasm wound down. My hands were still each held between the girls' thighs. Xander smirked at me as I withdrew them and put my arms around Kiera's waist. She kissed my cheek and whispered,

"Was that nice?"

I heaved a sigh as I felt semen trickle.

"God yes, but I'm going to have a walk of shame to my doorway."

She grinned at me,

"It must have been a big one, its already soaking through to my bottom."

When we got to my house Rani and Kiera alighted so I could get out. Rani pulled me into a quick hug and pecked my cheek and slyly felt my wet patch,

"Ugh, dirty boy." she giggled.

She got back in the taxi leaving Kiera to hug me,

"Going to miss you, handsome."

I kissed her and as she held me tight I warned her,

"You're going to get cum stains on your lovely dress."

She smiled,

"Its worth it to say goodnight to my man properly."

Then she got back into the cab and I watched the red tail lights disappear down the street, leaving me standing in the drizzle and feeling lonely already.

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The next couple of weeks passed in a whirl of activity. I went to see Mum on Monday evening after work. I took flowers as I had not visited over the weekend. Dressed in a green blouse and casual, khaki trousers with a beige cotton shawl around her shoulders, she was sitting in a chair beside her bed, looking a little miffed. When I explained that I had no car and of my need to find alternative accommodation, she understood. Then she asked where Kiera was, but I reassured her that my little dancer was working away and we had not fallen out. I snagged a wheelchair and pushed her down the busy, green-painted corridors to the cafe and we had hot chocolate with all the trimmings. She looked up at me across the laminate table and licked whipped cream from her upper lip,

"You shouldn't rush into renting another place Simon. Something will turn up that is suitable. Why don't you move back into your old room for a bit until you find something?"

I went to speak but she held a hand up to stop my anticipated protest.

"I know, there's a certain stigma about moving back in with your mother at your age, but think about it. I don't expect to get out of here for another few weeks yet, so you'll have the place to yourself. And if you move out now it will give you chance to save up a couple of month's rent for your deposit."

I couldn't argue with her logic and thanked her, my chair scraping noisily as I leaned over to give her a hug. That evening I took a taxi over to Mum's and watered her plants, binned a few sad looking individuals and went to look at my old room. It was a little smaller than I remembered, a single bed nestling under overhead cupboards and a grey painted writing desk sat beneath the only window. A multicoloured woollen rug covered polished oak floorboards. I would have to be selective with what I brought with me. The rest would have to go into storage, but I was grateful to have one less thing to worry about. When I got home I called Kiera to tell her what my Mum had suggested and she agreed it was a good plan. She suggested that I store all the stuff that I didn't need at Mum's in her garage and basement and texted me a link to the garage opening app so I could put it on my phone. I smiled to myself. It was the digital equivalent of giving me a key to her house. It seemed our relationship had moved on another stage.

On Tuesday and Wednesday Tamsin and I worked late and finished the draft proposal, leaving it on Jolie's desk for approval and, hopefully, sign-off. On Thursday Jolie approved the proposal and I emailed it to Orlando De St Croix with my fingers crossed. That evening I heated a pizza and after washing it down with a Hazy Jane IPA I started packing stuff into some boxes I had 'borrowed' from work. Kiera phoned to say she wouldn't be home at the weekend. They'd lost a couple of days due to the bad weather and so shooting was taking place over the Saturday and on Saturday evening she had to go to the London flat to help Xander with hosting a potential new Harlequin member. I could sense her excitement as she told me that Orlando would be there and Rani was travelling down with Xander. Orlando was the effective CEO of Harlequin UK and had asked to see Kiera again. I sulked silently as my girl promised she would make it up to me next weekend. When I sighed theatrically and said I would have a lovely weekend packing boxes on my own, she giggled and said she had arranged a surprise for me on Saturday morning and not to make any plans.

When I got home from work on Friday my Uber had to park outside next door as a new VW Golf GTi was parked outside my door. I grumbled internally about inconsiderate parking as I opened my door to find a bulky envelope on the doormat. I grabbed a beer from the fridge and took a swig before attacking the envelope with a knife from the wooden block on the counter. Inside was a logbook and keys together with tax and insurance details in my name. A handwritten note from Xander explained that Kiera and I needed some reliable transport and he hoped we liked the car. It was ours for as long as we wanted it, but must be returned to Harlequin when we no longer needed it. To say I was amazed is an understatement. Beer forgotten, I hurried outside with the keys, plipped the locks and climbed into the leather sports seat. It was a high end model, loaded with all the mod cons and I loved the metallic blue colour. I rang Xander's mobile and he picked up on the second ring.

"Simon, are you at home?"

I couldn't keep the excitement from my voice,

"Yes I am and the car is amazing, I'm sitting in it now. I'm bracing myself for the catch."

"No catch Simon, its a Harlequin vehicle so we will keep it taxed and insured but all other running costs are yours and you can't sell it I'm afraid."

"I don't know what to say Xander. It seems too good to be true, how can I ever pay you back?"

He chuckled,

"Just make our girl happy Simon. I told you before, you are becoming part of something. Trust, loyalty and discretion are very important to us and we reward those qualities and compensate those who provide service to us. I hope the car will alleviate the disappointment of losing your girl for the weekend, but rest assured she will enjoy accommodating the Alpha Primes and I will personally ensure her time is well spent on Sunday. Mia will be on her own this weekend so act surprised when she invites you for dinner on Saturday evening. Be nice to my Mia Simon, her weekend has been spoiled too and she will be missing her Rani."

I digested that for a beat and when I didn't respond he continued,

"By the way, Lando was impressed with your proposal and will respond formally in a day or two. Enjoy the car Simon, see you next week."

I adjusted the seat and mirrors and went for a drive in our new car. It was much nicer to drive than my old Golf and had lively acceleration, though not as fast as Mia's Macan. When I got home I messaged Kiera with photos of the car.

Simon: This was parked outside my house and I found the keys on the doormat with a note from Xander saying it was ours for as long as we want it. Did you know about it?

Kiera: I knew nothing, I swear, but it looks lovely. I guess it's yours really as I can't drive. I want to learn now though!

Simon: You need to spend some time at home for that to happen, Banana Girl.

Kiera: Don't sulk handsome. I need to earn my keep. Your surprise is coming in the morning remember. Xxx"

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Saturday morning was dull and damp and as I started to make up some of the flattened boxes ready for packing, the doorbell rang. I opened it to see the lovely Mia sheltering from the rain under my porch canopy and carrying a box cutter and one of those packing tape machines with several rolls of brown tape. Her blonde hair was tied up in a ponytail and she was wearing a white vest top that accentuated her flat chest and clung to her nipples and raised areolae. Jean shorts with white sneakers completed her outfit.

"I understand we have boxes to pack." She grinned.

I was delighted to see her and this was reflected in my broad smile as she held her arms out to the sides inviting my exuberant hug. We had a fun day with her teasing me over some of my things as we packed them. At noon she raided my fridge and made us lunch, tutting over the lack of healthy food in my kitchen. I gushed over the new car and thanked her profusely, but she said it was all her husband's doing. By the end of the afternoon we had packed all the boxes we had available and they were stacked to the ceiling in the living room. We were hot and sweaty and as the rain had stopped, Mia suggested we went back to hers for a dip in the pool and she would make us dinner. I followed her back to her house, our new Golf keeping pace with her Macan through the urban traffic. She pulled into her drive and parked in the garage as the door opened automatically and I parked under the portico. I followed her up the marble stairs as the garage door closed behind me. In the living room/diner she pulled open the sliding glass doors and surprised me by stripping to her little black thong and diving straight into the pool. She surfaced laughing, as I hesitated, suddenly remembering I was wearing Kiera's knickers under my shorts.

"Come on Simon, get your kit off and get in."

I pulled my T-shirt over my head and as my cheeks heated I dropped my shorts revealing my lacy underwear. She whistled, as I walked to the pool edge,

"Nice undies Mr Moreton, does Kiera know you've raided her knicker drawer?"

To cover my embarrassment I dived in and swam towards her. She squeaked and swam away from me. She was a better swimmer than Kiera and it took me a while to catch her and she laughed again as I caught her ankle and pulled her to me. She wriggled out of my grasp and groped my bottom and crotch before backstroking away from me again and grinning,

"Actually they fit you really nicely. I guess Winky would get lost in proper men's underwear," she teased.

This time when I caught her, her legs went around my waist and her arms around my neck as I stood on the bottom. I was expecting more teasing but what she said next surprised me.

"You're the best thing to happen to this family in a long time Simon. I'm so glad she found you."

My surprise must have shown on my face.

"I hope you know how fond of you we are."

I looked into her blue eyes and knew she was sincere. She moved closer to murmur,

"I have Kiera's permission to kiss you and I really want to. Would that be OK with you Mr Moreton?"

In response I tilted my chin up and her lips met mine. We kissed softly and I felt her penis stiffening against my tummy. The irony wasn't lost on me. She was a girl, but her cock was many times bigger and thicker than my microdick. I cupped her buttocks and pulled her tighter to me as her shaft grew to full size and poked out of the top of her little thong. Her nipples were hard and my little willy was instantly erect as I leered at her flat chest. I went to kiss her again as I walked her to the poolside, but she pulled back,

"Lets save this until after dinner. We have plenty of time and I'm yours for the weekend. I'm your present from Kiera, your compensation for losing her to the Alphas tonight. Stay over tonight Simon and let me take care of you while she takes care of them."

Before I could ask any further questions she climbed out and kicked off her thong, wringing the water out of it as she padded over to the outdoor shower, her impressive erection waggling in front of her. She dried off with a white fluffy towel from the rack in the pool house. I watched as she walked naked into the house carrying her shorts and top. She looked back at me,

"I'm just going to change clothes Simon. Help yourself to a beer when you've dried off. I'll bring you some

dry underwear."

I dried myself and then wrapped the towel around me before grabbing a beer from the fridge and sitting at the kitchen island. Mia came down a few minutes later in an oversized T-shirt. She grinned as she passed me a pair of her lacy boyshorts in a racy red.

"You seem to like wearing these."

I turned my back as my cheeks heated, dropped my towel and pulled them up my legs. I smoothed the red, lace trimmed silk over my buttocks and tucked my microcock behind the see-through lace panel. I looked up to see her smirking at me,

"They do look good on you, but you better put your shorts back on or I might not be able to resist groping your sexy bum instead of making dinner."

I put my shorts on and pulled my T-shirt over my head. Mia gave me a bottle of Merlot and a corkscrew and I set about decanting the rich red liquid into a crystal jug to breath as she began grilling lamb chops. I hopped back onto my stool and finished my beer as she made a salad and the mouthwatering aroma of searing lamb made my stomach rumble. After dinner we took the remains of the wine to the patio. The sun was setting and the pool lights came on. I finally asked the question I'd been holding in all evening.

"Mia what is Kiera doing in London?"

Mia put her drink down and slid closer on the sofa, her face sympathetic.

"Sweetie, Kiera has commitments to the Alphas that she needs to honour. She feels guilty that she left you to do the packing alone. She asked me to help you and look after you for her this weekend."

I must have pulled a face because she slid closer still and put a hand on my thigh. I said,

"Is this what I am this weekend Mia, a 'commitment'?"

She shook her head, a hurt expression on her beautiful face,

"Don't be silly Simon. I wanted to help. You're becoming significant in our lives and I want to get closer to you, to build a friendship and a relationship."

She reached for my hand and I let her take it,

"And I wanted to spend some alone time with my second favourite man."

I couldn't hold on to my sour expression as she leaned in and pecked my cheek, her grin infectious.

"Plus I have permission to have oral sex with you, if you're willing."

My mouth must have dropped open because she giggled,

"Not now sweetie, lets let our dinner settle a little first."

I laughed at her and she snuggled into my shoulder. Fleetwood Mac played softly as we watched the sun go down and finished our wine. After half an hour of companionable chat about my Mum and house hunting, she looked up to see me ogling her lacy knickers where her T-shirt had risen up. I couldn't resist caressing her abs and when I slid my hand up over her t-shirt to explore her undeveloped chest she sighed and lifted her chin to kiss me. My willy stiffened in my knickers as she let me grope her and her penis erected to tent her thong, stretching the material far out from her pubis allowing me to peek down at her hairless cock. She stood and pulled me to my feet towing me into the kitchen before pulling the sliding doors closed behind us. As I followed her up the stairs I got tantalising glimpses of her thong under her T-shirt.

Her bedroom was huge. The biggest super king bed sat against the right hand wall with night stands either side. A large, flat screen TV was mounted on the wall opposite the bed with a dressing table beneath and to each side were doors leading to the ensuite and a walk-in wardrobe. The far wall was glazed floor to ceiling with doors leading out to a balcony with views over the pool and garden. Mia touched a panel next to the bed and soft lighting replaced the fading daylight as the curtains closed. She took my hands and pulled me toward the bed, my feet sinking into the soft grey carpet.

When she tilted her chin up and reached for me I bent to kiss her, only pulling away when her hands dropped to tug at the hem of my T-shirt. As I pulled it over my head, she pulled my shorts down and I stepped out of them. My cheeks began to colour as I stood before her in just her panties, but the embarrassment faded as she pulled her big T-shirt off and I saw her undeveloped chest, the way her big cock strained against her lacy thong. It jutted straight out from her pelvis, forcing her knickers away from her flat tummy, the shaft curving downward slightly under the strain. She hooked her thumbs into her knickers and pushed them down her thighs, stepping free as they fell to her feet. For the first time I saw her fully naked in the flesh. She was breathtaking. Despite her jutting male appendage, she was the picture of femininity, her skin flawless, her elfin face stunningly pretty. But as my microcock throbbed a feeling of guilt washed over me and she saw it reflected in my face.

"What's wrong sweetie? Are you having second thoughts? Has my big willy put you off?"

She reached down and pushed her cock and balls back between her legs and pressed her thighs together leaving just her smooth pubis visible.

"Do you prefer me like this?"

I pulled her to me and hugged her lithe little body, shaking my head,

"Mia you're gorgeous, of course I want you and your willy, but without Kiera here it feels like a betrayal, like I'm being unfaithful."

"Simon, she knows you're here with me."

She searched my face, aware that I was still hesitant.

"Lets give her a call."

She went to the nightstand to retrieve her phone, dialling as she came back to me. I heard Kiera answer as Mia's free hand slipped around my waist and hugged me to her.

"Hey big sis, whats up? My man not behaving?"

Mia giggled,

"Quite the opposite. He's standing with me in my bedroom and missing his girl. He needs some reassurance that you're happy for him to be here, for us to play together without you. Speak to him darling."

She passed me the phone and sat on the edge of the bed, her fingers catching mine.

"Hello handsome. I can't talk for long, I'm in a taxi with Xander. The others are following us back from the restaurant to the apartment. I'm sorry I had to abandon you this weekend, but Mia volunteered to stand in, not just to help with the packing but to love you a little. I'm happy to share you with someone I love almost as much as you. OK?"

I took a breath and nodded, then felt foolish as she couldn't see me.

"OK, I guess I just needed to hear you say it. What are you doing in London, why do they need you there?"

There was a hesitation before she answered,

"I'm here to look after the Alphas and to help Rani with hosting the prospective new member. It's part of my role as a Gamma Prime for Harlequin."

When I didn't respond she continued, her tone softer. I could hear the tension in her voice.

"I was going to call you when we got back to the apartment. Baby, I want to sleep in Xander's bed tonight. Nothing we haven't done before. Give his big dick some love. Is that OK? Can you share me a little without you?"

I think I knew already that something like this was going to happen. I wanted to say something but words wouldn't come. I was so conflicted, jealousy warred with arousal at the thought of her tiny white body against his huge black muscles. But at the same time I was aware of the hypocrisy when I was standing almost naked next to Mia. She stood and hugged me. I took a large breath,

"OK I guess."

I felt Mia relax.

"Have fun tonight you two. Give him lots of kisses for me Mia. Night night handsome, love you."

"Night Banana Girl."

Mia put her phone back on the nightstand and climbed onto the bed, rolling onto her back, her hand patting the space beside her. Her knees were raised slightly and pressed together keeping her cock and balls trapped behind her thighs. He tummy was concave and gave way to her prominent, perfectly bare pubis. She was beautiful, smiling and reached for my hand,

"Now can I have a cuddle please? I'm missing my Rani and my Xander."

I lay down next to her and pulled her into my arms, one around her shoulders and the other in the small of her back holding her close. Her arms were trapped between us, her palms flat against my chest and her face buried in the crook of my neck. I felt her body relax as she nuzzled me, her breath soft against my skin. My hand stroked her lower back gently as her fingers toyed with the sparse hair on my chest and she whispered,

"This is nice."

We enjoyed the closeness for a few minutes until she whispered.

"Why Banana Girl?"

I smiled as I remembered.

"The first night we met she was hungry and bought a banana when we left the nightclub. We sat on a park bench and she shared it with me as we drank coffees from a machine."

"That's sweet. I was expecting something rude," she giggled.

She tilted her chin up and I kissed her. Her arms went around my neck as our kisses grew more passionate. My hand slid from the small of her back to cup her pert little bottom, pulling her to press my aching little stump into her flat pubis. I kissed along her jaw, down her neck and along her collarbone and she purred as I nibbled down her sternum between her nipples.

"You wont find much to play with there I'm afraid, and I'm too scared to have surgery."

I pulled back to look at her and she rolled fully onto her back, her arms going above her head and her back arching. I leered at her flat chest as my cocklet throbbed in the tight grip of its cockring. Her baby pink areolae crowned by her erect, half inch nipples.

"You're perfect Mia. I love your taut little body. Don't change anything."

I reached for her furthest nubbin as my mouth claimed its twin and she groaned beneath me, her hand finding its way to my hair to pull me to her breast. I nuzzled, nipped and mauled her chest as she became more vocal, urging me to be rough, to bite and pinch. I kissed my way down to her concave tummy, then kissed her shaved pubis, the skin taut from holding her erection behind her thighs. I looked up at her as I slid lower,

"Don't hide it Mia. I want to see all of you."

I expected her to part her thighs and release her cock, but she pulled her legs up, sliding an arm behind her knees to hold them against her shoulders. Her cock was fiercely erect and resting against the backs of her thighs, which were wet with precum. Her walnut sized testicles were held tight in her scrotum. I felt a surge of lust as lower, her little pink star was clearly visible. She was truly showing me everything. I slid my hands up the backs of her thighs and bent forward taking her testicles into my mouth, swirling and lapping as I sucked gently. Her free hand came down to stroke my face as I laved her scrotum, before kissing my way up the back of her rigid penis. As I reach her frenum the shaft bucked and she groaned loudly.

"Please Simon."

I took the head into my mouth as a pulse of bitter precum coated my lips, pushing the foreskin back as I took more of her length. She tried to buck into my mouth but I held her thighs against her chest keeping her folded, restricting her movements. I teased her straining shaft, knowing what she wanted but denying her, taking her shaft deeper but slackening my lips to reduce contact, flickering my tongue against the urethra under her shaft. Her seven inch cock was granite hard and her other hand tangled in my hair as I finally began to suck and work my mouth up and down taking as much as I could, but feeling her butt hard against the back of my throat. Suddenly she pushed me away.

"Stop, stop baby, we need to change the angle if you want to take it all."

She pushed me onto my back and placed a pillow under my shoulders, leaving my head to drop lower onto the bed. Her heavy penis hung over my face as she crouched over me, placing my hands on her hips.

"You control the depth sweetie, just push me away when you need to come up for air."

She lay on top of me, as I tilted my head back allowing her tip to enter my mouth. I urged her forward and she slid deeper, her mouth kissing my tummy as she was unable to reach my microcock. She began thrusting slowly and gently, groaning as I rubbed her shaft with my tongue. Precum flowed and the flavour grew stronger on my tongue. I wrapped my hands around her bottom, pulling her deeper and trying not to gag as she touched my throat. She purred,

"Oh Simon that feels wonderful, can you take more?"

I felt her reach for her phone and my cockring began to buzz. I groaned approval, breathing through my nose until my breath was cut off completely as she slid into my throat. I urged her deeper until her bare pubis contacted my chin and she gasped.

"My God Simon, even my Rani can't do that. It feels so tight."

She backed out a couple of inches and I gulped in a breath, panting as she held still for a moment. Then she was sliding back in. I heaved as she bottomed out in me, before easing out again.

"Are you OK sweetheart, is it too much?"

I grunted in the negative, shaking my head slightly as I drew another breath.

"Lets try three pushes in then I'll let you take a breath OK? Tap my bottom if you need me to pull out."

She did this several times and when I was comfortable we went to five presses, then ten. I found myself becoming aroused by the shortness of breath and the incessant buzzing of my cockring was bringing me closer to orgasm. Mia hugged my waist and lay her cheek on my tummy, panting,

"I'm getting close Simon, I want to do it down your throat sweetie."

My excitement spiked, I so wanted to feel her cum spurt into my throat. She began to tremble. I knew she was holding back, trying not to thrust too hard or fast. I hugged her bottom tighter, trying to let her know it was OK, that I wanted her semen. The next time she didn't stop at 10, she kept thrusting.

"Oh god just a little more Simon, I'm so close."

Twenty thrusts in I began to feel the need to breath. After thirty her panting changed to little cries.

"Please baby, just a second more I'm going to cum."

I began to panic and tapped her bottom as my heart pounded and my lungs begged for air. Then she gave a final thrust and held still fully hilted,

"Yes, fuck, take it, take it all."

I felt her first spurt and tried not to cough. I was becoming light headed, but I held her tight to me refusing to let her withdraw as she pumped semen down my throat. I erupted myself, my untouched microdick squirting wildly. I knew it must be hitting her face and going into her long hair. My hips bucked at the air as I came hard. Finally, as our orgasms petered out, she withdrew, panting and I rolled onto my side to gasp and cough. After I got my breath back I looked up to see her giggling. Her face was covered in ropes of my spunk and it was matted in her hair. I began to laugh too and pulled her down on top of me and kissed her spunky lips. Then she snuggled into me, her wet face and hair in to crook of my neck and her softening penis slimy against my thigh.

I was just beginning to doze when she prodded me in the ribs,

"Hey sleepy. Lets clean off in the shower before we get under the covers. I helped her wash my ejaculate out of her hair in her ensuite wet room and then we climbed under the duvet. She pushed her bottom into my tummy and pulled my arms around her.

"I love cuddling after sex, she purred."

I kissed the back of her neck and interlocked my fingers with hers. I realised that it felt very much like snuggling with Kiera. Was I falling for Mia too? If so, things were going to get very complicated.

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I woke as Mia wriggled out of my arms went to pee, her morning erection waggling in front of her. When she returned she shrugged on a sky blue satin robe and tied it around her skinny waist.

"Come on lazy bones, lots to do today. I'll make some coffee. I've left a clean towel out if you want a shower."

After breakfast we went back to mine and finished packing the remaining items. At three o'clock Mia hugged me goodbye and went home to shower and then to collect Xander and Rani from the station. I was just finishing loading the Golf with the stuff I needed to take to Mum's when Mia messaged to tell me that a van was available tomorrow evening if I wanted to move my stuff to Kiera's garage and basement. I accepted gratefully. Then Kiera called just as I was about to leave. I gave her a progress report. I grimaced as I worked my sore neck and shoulders and she heard it in my voice.

"My shoulders and neck are a bit sore. It must be all the lifting and reaching that's set it off again."

"Poor baby. Look, instead of going to your Mum's tonight and having to unpack and make up your bed and stuff, why don't you just go to mine tonight? You can sleep in my bed, you can just relax and eat a pizza from the freezer and Mia can have a look at your shoulders."

It was too tempting to resist, but before I could respond she added,

"In fact, why don't you stay at mine this week and then I can help you settle in at your Mum's over the weekend? You have the key code on your phone and there's enough stuff in the fridge to keep you going until I get home."

"Are you sure Kiera, it feels like a bit of an imposition?"

"I insist. Just don't burn the place down and leave my knicker drawer tidy."

I put the seats down in the Golf and loaded a few boxes and some clothes to take to Kiera's, locked the house and drove through the rain to my abode for the next week. I was dog tired and grateful for the ready-made bed and hot shower. I came down after my shower to find Rani waiting for me in the kitchen. Kiera had spoken to Mia and there was pizza and a massage waiting for me at her and Xander's place.

Later we were sitting in their lounge, with the remains of a bottle of Malbec. Mia was snuggled up with Xander, and when Rani finished loading the dishwasher she curled up against my side, pulling my arm around her. I asked Xander how things had gone with the prospective new member. Mia giggled,

"Apparently our little maid went above and beyond and had him in the palm of her hand."

Mia smirked and Rani looked embarrassed.

"It seems he was a bit of a handful! Did he stretch your talents sweetie?"

Xander chuckled as Rani hid behind her hands,

"Mia, please!"

She fled the room and Mia stood.

"Oops. Too much teasing in front of her crush. I better go and apologise, goodnight Simon."

She hugged me and went in search of her maid. I finished my wine and stood to go. Xander shook my hand and I thanked him for all his help. I turned and paused for a moment at the door, the question caught behind my teeth. He sensed it and put a hand on my shoulder.

"She slept in my bed and we played a little, but we only borrowed her for a night Simon. Thank you for keeping Mia company. She is fond of you."

I nodded and made my way up the curving path through the garden to sleep alone in my girlfriend's house. I climbed into her bed, the scent of her all around me. I messaged her goodnight and the phone rang immediately.

"Hello handsome. How are your shoulders?"

I rolled them without wincing.

"Better after Mia's talented hands did their work."

Her voice became playful.

"Speaking of Mia, how did you enjoy your evening yesterday? She said you stayed over and sucked her willy again and you were very good."

"My talents have hidden depths."

"Apparently. She says you throated the whole thing this time. You must have liked it because you squirted without her touching you. She says she's still finding your semen in her hair."

I felt colour rise to my cheeks as she teased me.

"OK, enough about Mia and I. I want to know what you got up to with Xander when my back was turned."

She giggled,

"Lets just say that there are not many places on his lovely muscly body that I didn't kiss or touch! And in return I was thoroughly groped and molested. Do you really want the sordid details?"

I replied a little too quickly,

"Its only fair - Mia spilt the beans to you.".

She took a breath.

"Well we snuggled for a bit but he got an erection. He hasn't had sex for nearly three months and he was really horny as you would expect. He was so big and hard. Oh that's interesting."

"What is?"

"Is this turning you on, handsome?"

I stammered,

"Maybe a little."

She giggled,

"Well winky is very hard. Your cockring tells tales handsome. It talks to the app on my phone."

My mouth dropped open. I wasn't sure how I felt about this revelation.

"That's sneaky, and perhaps a bit intrusive."

"Maybe a little, but it does mean I can do this."

I yelped as my cockring began to vibrate and pulse. She giggled,

"I think it might be more fun to save my confession until we're in bed together on Friday."

I whined,

"Kiera, I'm horny now."

"I know baby, but I don't want you jealous and lonely. I want to hold you while I tell you what the big black bull did to your naughty little girlfriend. So you can have me after and know I'm still yours."

Her voice became sultry.

"Now I'm going to masturbate while I think about what I'm going to do to you on Friday. But I don't want you to cum until then Simon. Keep it all for me until we're in bed together. You know how much I love it when you do it all over me. Night night baby. Be good for me."

The call disconnected and my cockring stopped buzzing. I sighed and tried to sleep despite my aching erection and my wondering what she was going to confess to me.

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