Passion at the Castle (5 page)

“Very,” Gwen said.

The green scenery and peacefulness of the land infused a sense of tranquillity within Gwen. There were no cars or buildings, no electrical poles or satellite towers. Trees and unspoiled earth stretched as far as she could see.

Susan turned to Gwen. “Are you glad you joined us?”

“Yes, I am. Thank you for inviting me.”

“I told Jonathan about our little playtime in the garden today. He’s excited to have you with us.”

Gwen couldn’t help but smile. “I noticed his excitement before we left.”

“He wants to fuck you hard. I love to watch him. It’s like he’s on Viagra.”

Gwen’s nipples stiffened. “Really?”

“He has great stamina. I suppose it’s because he works out five nights a week. He always has. He’s an excellent lover.”

“And you don’t mind sharing him?”

“Oh, no. Not as long as I get in on some of the action.”

“It’s amazing how open you two are. How do you find people to join you?”

“I think I mentioned earlier we’re from Wales.”

“You did.”

“We’re part of a club, somewhat like a swingers club but a little different. And we have communities on the Internet we’re part of too. That’s how we met up with our friends in Paris. They’re part of an online group. People from all over the world are in it. You can join if you’d like.”

“I’ll give it some thought.”

Jonathan twisted to face them. “Are you ladies behaving?”

Susan let go of Gwen’s hand then tugged one of her thin straps down her shoulder, exposing her tit. “Does it look like it?”

While he grinned, Gwen gaped. The woman’s breast wasn’t half the size of Gwen’s. No wonder the two kept commenting about Gwen’s girls.

He returned his back to them and Susan slid her strap onto her shoulder.

“I love teasing him. It makes him horny.”

“I’m not sure he needs much encouragement,” Gwen said.

A smile spread across her face. “No, he doesn’t.” She stretched her arm behind Gwen. “But we’re going to have fun with him anyway. That’s what naughty girls like us do.”

Gwen chuckled. “I’m really glad I met you two.”

“Sex is supposed to be fun and playful as well as pleasurable. The more who join the merrier. That’s what we say. Share the love.”

“I think that last part would make a good slogan on a T-shirt.”

“Excellent idea.” Susan widened her eyes. “I’ll have to mention it to our club president.”

Jonathan glanced over his shoulder.

Susan met his gaze. “Don’t worry, love. We haven’t started anything yet.”

“Keep it that way.” He winked at her.

“The things we do for our partners.” Susan shook her head and sighed. “But in all honesty, I love him to death. He’s the only man for me.”

As Susan turned to gaze at the landscape, Gwen thought about her words. Susan and Jonathan were a unique couple with their willingness to include others in sex, but deep down they loved and respected one another. They were a good fit for each other. Gwen envied them and the bond they shared. Although Gwen didn’t think she could be in such an open relationship with a person, part of her desired to be with a man. Independence was a blessing, but having a good-hearted man around to share life’s joys and pleasures seemed like a good idea. Maybe she’d start dating after she returned home.

Gwen lost track of time as she marvelled at the countryside. Jonathan had steered them off the main road and along several smaller ones away from the castle. They never passed a car or any other carriages on the paths. Approaching a tree on the side of the road, he tugged on the reins. The carriage slowed to a crawl. When they reached the large tree, he pulled on the reins again and the horse stopped.

Jonathan gripped the brake and pushed it forward. “Stay here. Let me secure the horse first.” He rose then climbed out of the buggy.

The area was quiet except for the bugs buzzing. Flat land stretched as far as Gwen could see and a few trees offered shade. Little white, yellow and lavender flowers added colour in the overgrown grass.

“Is this place safe?” Gwen faced Susan. “I mean, untraveled.”

“Yes, Jonathan told me he came out here earlier. He paid extra to one of the employees and asked for good spot where we wouldn’t be disturbed. He said the worker told him nobody comes out this way unless they’re on a romantic rendezvous.” She wiggled her eyebrows.

Jonathan opened the carriage door and extended his hand. “Care to join me?”

Gwen took a deep breath and glanced at his groin. He sported an erection.

She gripped his hand and rose. “I’d love to join you and your wife.”

Chapter Five

“And for you.” Jonathan poured the white wine into Gwen’s glass she held above her lap. He stood barefoot on the blanket.

None of them had shoes on. Gwen sat with her legs stretched in front of her and feet upright. Susan sat next to her, on his other side, with her legs flat on the cover. He’d filled her glass first before serving Gwen. When the liquid neared the top, he lifted the neck of the bottle.

“More please,” Susan said.

Jonathan and Gwen looked at Susan. Smiling, she shook her empty glass near him. He pressed his lips together as he poured more alcohol into her glass.

Gwen leant back on her arm, pressing her palm on the soft blanket. She sipped her drink and relaxed under the shade of the tree. The sky had started to transform into shades of pink and peach. It was a beautiful and pleasant night for a picnic, and for having sex in the middle of nowhere.

“Is it good?” Jonathan asked as he filled his own wineglass.

“It’s decent. I prefer red wine, but this is okay.” Gwen gazed briefly at her drink.

“Red. White. It’s all the same to me.” Susan imbibed more liquor.

He walked to the other end of the blanket where one of the baskets sat in the corner, then set the bottle inside the container. He sat next to it with one leg bent and the other on the ground.

He met Gwen’s gaze. “If you’re hungry, I have sandwiches and fruit, cheese and crackers. The waiter gave us some bite-sized pastries too.”

“I’m not hungry right now.” Gwen turned to Susan. “Are you?”

“No. Not now.” She turned to her husband. “Are you hungry?”

He finished swallowing and lowered his drink. “I’m starved, but not for food.”

Susan chuckled. “I know what you mean.”

She drank the rest of her wine then rose. Her long blonde hair flowed down her back. She approached her husband and handed her glass to him. He took it then she walked past him with her gaze directed upward.

“Such a pretty sunset.” She stopped a few feet away from them.

Gwen stood and sipped the last of her wine.

“Would you like any more?” Jonathan reached for her glass.

“Not right now. Thank you.”

Gwen stepped to his side and watched Susan. She had extended her arms in the air and was twirling in a circle as if she were a little girl playing in the rain. She spun several times before she wobbled to one side. Susan stopped and attempted to correct her balance.

“Is she okay?” Gwen stared at Susan.

The blonde was raking her fingers through her hair, trying to brush the tangled mess out of her face.

“She’s fine. A little tipsy perhaps, but nothing to worry about.” He watched his wife with one arm on his propped up knee.

Gwen lifted her gaze and noticed a shade of purple in the sky. The variety of colours made for a picture-perfect moment. “It’s so beautiful.”

“But not as much as you are.” Susan walked towards Gwen. “Pretty eyes. Tanned skin. Long, wavy brown hair. Large breasts. Perfectly curvy hips. And a squeezable ass.”

As soon as Susan approached, Gwen stepped back to the centre of the blanket. Susan stopped in front of her with her hands on her hips. She licked her lips while her gaze drifted down Gwen.

“My wife has a point. I’d rather examine your body than the sky. There will plenty of picturesque sunsets but only a few chances to admire your beauty.”

Susan pushed Gwen’s locks over her shoulder then ran her fingers down Gwen’s arms. “I want to kiss every bit of you and lick the sweetness between your legs.”

Tingles slivered through Gwen. Susan’s words and touch had a way of cranking up her internal hormonal engine.

“I’d very much like to feel you between my legs,” Gwen told her.

Susan gripped the sides of her dress. “Good, because I’m going fuck you with my tongue and make you come.”

She lifted the garment up and Gwen raised her arms. Susan tugged the outfit off Gwen. “Turn around.” She dropped the piece of clothing.

Gwen did and not even two seconds later she felt a soft hand moving on her ass.

“See, Jonathan?” She squeezed Gwen’s right buttock.

“Spank her, honey,” he said.

“No. That’s your job.” Susan moved her hand up Gwen’s back. She unlatched Gwen’s bra then pushed the straps away from Gwen’s shoulders. The bra fell to the ground. “Now, face me.”

Heart thumping faster now that her girls and ass were exposed, Gwen slowly twisted. Jonathan stood, bent over, while he tugged his shirt off. Susan was pushing her red dress down her hips. It fell around her ankles, leaving Susan naked.

“I didn’t feel like wearing any undergarments,” Susan said while Gwen stepped closer.

She placed her hands on Gwen’s breasts and kneaded them. Her touch electrified Gwen’s nipples.

“They feel so good.” Susan softly rubbed the erect centres of Gwen’s tits.

Heat and longing flowed through Gwen. She wanted to feel more pleasure and enjoy every bit of Susan’s touch. Gwen leant forward then pressed her lips to Susan’s. Her friend kissed her back and in a matter of seconds, Susan’s tongue invaded Gwen’s mouth. Desire continued to grow quickly. Gwen placed her palms over Susan’s small tits and groped them. Susan’s flesh felt warm and soft, her nipples stiff. Gwen pinched them and Susan moaned. Susan tugged on Gwen’s pebbles and erotic tingles raced to Gwen’s womb.

Gwen broke the kiss. “This is wonderful.”

Susan kissed her neck. “I’m just warming up, love.”

She stared into Gwen’s eyes and she sank to her knees. Slowly, she brought her hands down the sides of Gwen’s body until she was able to hook her fingers on the band of Gwen’s panties. Then she tugged them down. The V-string dropped to Gwen’s ankles.

“Now, this is more like it,” Susan said.

Gwen’s heartbeat accelerated. She’d never stood naked in front of another woman before, especially one who eyed her southern prize as if it were a sweet piece of pie. Yet, she understood Susan’s passion as she felt the same.

She planted a kiss on Gwen’s belly and took hold of her hand. “Lay down with me.”

Gwen nodded and she lowered to her knees. Jonathan stood naked near them. He held his length and stroked it. She couldn’t help but smile at his impressive cock.

Susan let go of her hand. “Lay back and spread your legs wide.”

Gwen stretched out on the soft blanket and turned her head. Jonathan was gazing at her pussy. Typical man. Susan crawled between her legs and Gwen propped her knee up.

“So fucking beautiful.” Jonathan massaged his erection.

“Mine first.” Susan placed her body above Gwen’s.

Susan’s arms were on each side of Gwen. She lowered and kissed Gwen. She invaded Gwen’s mouth and ignited a heated wave of desire while stroking and sucking on Gwen’s tongue. Whimpers of delight escaped Gwen. She reached up and covered Susan’s small breasts with her palms. She squeezed and toyed with Susan’s nipples. Susan moaned and removed her lips from Gwen’s. But the kiss wasn’t over. Susan pressed her lips on Gwen’s neck then rolled her tongue down until she reached Gwen’s breasts. Susan took them into her hands then latched onto one of Gwen’s buds.

Gwen sucked in air between her teeth and arched her back. Her desire amplified and more moisture spilled from her pussy. Susan flicked and sucked on Gwen’s tits as greedily as a man. Burning need swirled within Gwen. When Susan moved to the next breast and treated it the same, Gwen bit her lip hard. She wanted to feel more passion, wanted to release the pressure building in her body.

Susan lifted her head and smiled slyly. “How are you feeling?”

Gwen took a deep breath. “Pretty damn horny right now.”

“Good.”

Susan planted kisses on Gwen’s belly. Gwen gazed at Jonathan. He stood near her knee and pumped his cock while he watched his wife move between Gwen’s legs. His face was tight with tension. Susan parted Gwen’s pussy lips and he widened his eyes.

Jonathan gripped his dick. “Fuck, Susan. I’m ready to burst.”

Gwen realised how wet she was as her exposed flesh soaked up the night air and cooled her. Susan started low and dragged her warm tongue up Gwen’s slit. The heated caress sent a shiver through Gwen. Susan inserted two fingers into Gwen. She slid them in and out while she circled Gwen’s nub, then lapped it. Longing for more consumed Gwen.

“Oh, fuck. Yes. Fuck.” Gwen pressed her feet flat on the ground and lifted her hips slightly.

Her mind was spinning out of control as Susan massaged her sensitive clit and finger-fucked Gwen. Raw need boiled in her blood. She gripped the blanket and rocked her lower half to welcome Susan’s wicked tongue. Each brush sent an electric charge through Gwen and brought her closer to her release. She craved it. She yearned for it. Damn Susan for driving her crazy with lust.

Jonathan knelt next to Gwen. Hunger lurked in his eyes, as if his long stiff cock jutting forward didn’t show it. He took her wrist and she let go of the cover. He moved her hand near his cock and she quickly wrapped her fingers around it. God, he was so rigid. She rubbed her thumb over the bulbous head and felt his pre-cum.

“Do you like it? Do you want this inside you?” He covered her tits with his hands.

“Yes.” Gwen tightened her grasp of his cock. “I want it filling me.”

He tweaked her nipples while Susan lashed at her nub and pushed her fingers deep inside Gwen. Anticipation reached a new high within Gwen and she moaned. Tingles shot from her breasts and headed straight south. Her electrified body starved for a release of all her tension, demanded satisfaction.