New Beginning: Part 4
Juanita uses her disposable cell phone to call her aunt as we drive into Arizona, getting her address. Four and a half hours later we arrive at a gated community, where we pull up along a curved cobblestone driveway and park in front of a massive, white Spanish-style house. The large arching double doors open, revealing a more slender, taller, twin version of Juanita.
"Juanita, hello! Why didn't you call earlier?" they hug.
"Come in, guys. I'm so excited!" Juanita exclaims.
"This is Lucia, meet your friends, Katrina and Beth." Lucia has a more fluid speech than Juanita, with just a minor accent.
We follow her into the house, where her derriere sways seductively in an expensive, form-fitting white mini dress, accentuating her fantastic figure.
I can't help but think, "I hope my drool isn't showing."
She leads us through the spacious foyer with its circular staircase, into the living room that features three large white sofas, a fireplace, and several large erotic oil paintings. One entire wall is opened up to the back yard.
I take in the western-facing, immense back yard. To my right at the end of the deck sits a 6 or 8-person hot tub. Next to that is a sunken firepit area, which could likely fit 12 people on the padded benches. To my left is an outdoor kitchen with a wet bar. We're led to a table in an open gazebo, where a fan creates a welcome breeze because it's quite hot. The deck overlooks a large kidney-shaped pool with a rock wall waterfall at one end. Next to this is a pool house.
"Lucia, how's Garcia and the kids doing? This place is amazing," Juanita states.
"Yes, Garcia's real estate business is booming. He made some great deals to get us here."
A petite, Black woman appears in a pale-orange summer dress. "This is Arriah, my assistant. Would you like a drink or snack?" she asks. "We'd each like a Corona, please."
"So, Juanita, are you and your friends on vacation?"
"No, auntie. Beth and I escaped abusive men, and K left her small town."
"Oh, Juanita, I'm so sorry. Jim seemed really nice at your wedding – you two seemed so happy."
"Yeah, he changed quickly. I became his 'property.' I tried to fight, but he didn't."
Arriah returns with the beers.
"To new beginnings, may they be rewarding and joyful." We all touch the rims of our glasses.
"We're starting over, not sure where or what, but we just wanted somewhere without snow." I speak up.
"This is my favorite spot," Juanita says. "Jim came with me." I nearly spit out my beer at the unintended pun. K also laughs.
"You're welcome to stay here. We have a couple of empty rooms, and the pool house has two double beds, so you can sort out your sleeping arrangements."
"Auntie, Juanita and I can share one bed, so the pool house is fine."
"Juanita, are you saying you're gay, you're lesbian now?" Lucia asks.
"Auntie, please don't judge."
"Arriah!" Lucia calls out loudly, causing us all to share a nervous glance. We're unsure what's coming next, but we're apprehensive that we might be escorted out. Arriah arrives. Lucia puts her arm around Arriah's waist.
"Prepare the pool house for our guests, sweetie," Lucia commands.
"Garcia and I have an open relationship; Arriah joined us in an amorous threesome a few months ago."
Lucia wraps her arms around the man, who embraces her and kisses her cheek. His gorgeous brown eyes definitely focus on me.
"Garcia, these are Juanita's friends, Katrina and Beth," Lucia says.
"Juanita escaped Jim's abuse, and all three of you are seeking a new start. I've offered you the pool house while you figure out your futures."
Both of them sit, and Arriah brings another round of beers, as well as a pitcher that I guess is filled with Tequila sunrises, pouring one for Garcia.
"There's extra rooms in the house, there's no need for all three of you to squeeze into that one." Lucia whispers to him.
"Oh," he smiles raising his eyebrows.
"Welcome everyone." He lifts his glass; we all raise ours in response.
"Give your car keys to Arriah, she and Garcia will bring in your luggage." Lucia pours herself another cocktail.
"Anyone have any allergies or dislikes I should tell the chef about?" We all shake our heads.
"Okay, if you want to take a shower before dinner, you should go now, you might have to go one at a time, there's not much space in that shower."
When we finish our beers, Garcia and Arriah return from delivering the bags, and we thank them. Garcia gives me a wink as we pass. K and Juanita try to shower together. I take some clothes from my suitcase for the evening.
I look out the window toward the house. Arriah is lying on her back on the gazebo table, her dark, nude skin glistening in the sunlight. Lucia is bent over, her hands on Arriah's magnificent thighs, her face not visible between the smooth brown legs wrapped around Lucia's back, the ankles interlocked. Garcia's muscular naked body is standing behind his wife, his hands on Lucia's waist, pounding her beautiful form from behind.
I'd guess his length is somewhere around 8-9 inches, based on how far his hips are moving.
{"Mmm, I think I'll join them … I'm sure this will be a pleasurable stay for all of us."}
Later, after the shower, I towel off, feeling a little like a third wheel. K and Juanita are in a 69 position on the bed. I put on a sheer pink blouse, no bra, and a wide band of purple material called a mini skirt. Feeling sexy and hoping for some sexual activity tonight, I insert a 1 1/2" chrome anal plug with a jeweled tip.
When I enter the mansion for dinner, Lucia and Garcia both raise their eyebrows and smile widely at me. I'm seated next to Garcia; Lucia is right across from me, between K and Juanita. It's clear Lucia is attracted to me, her eyes definitely conveying covetous thoughts.
As we eat delicious surf and turf, Lucia explains, "The exterior of the house is monitored and recorded 24/7 by motion sensor cameras. The inside security is on timers, turning on at midnight and off at 7 a.m."
I place my left hand on Garcia's thigh, just above his knee, waiting to see how he reacts.
Garcia sets down his utensils, wipes his lips with his napkin, and asks, "What sort of work experience do each of you have? I'd be happy to help find jobs for you." He looks directly at me, giving me a kind, comforting smile. He doesn't seem to object, so I move higher, discovering his penis tucked into his right pant leg. His warm hand reaches my mid-thigh. I smile back at him. This, however, gets a glare from Lucia.
"I only have café waitress experience." Juanita says.
"That doesn't pay well," Garcia says. "But with your stunning good looks, you should be a lounge server. It's a better wage, and your wonderful body, along with your pleasant demeanor, you could make $100 a night in tips at a high-end club."
He pours us both more wine.
"By the way, I know someone."
His fingers wander higher, giving me a kind, mischievous wink, and he wiggles his pinky across my vulva.
"Yes, that sounds great." Juanita nodded.
"Now, what about you?" Garcia turns to K. I'm massaging his growing penis with my left hand, and his right hand is covering mine. His wiggling pinky finds my clit, and I'm trying to remain calm. We are receiving a hostile stare from Lucia, making me suspect she knows what's going on under the table, and she doesn't approve.
"I have very little work experience," K says. "I worked at a fast-food restaurant drive-thru window and did a few months as a hotel front desk clerk."
"So, you're pleasant with customers, organized ... how about a receptionist job?" Garcia assists me in stroking his shaft.
"Yes, I could probably do that." K nodded.
Arriah appears at the table to clear some dishes. As she stands beside me, I run my right hand up the back of her thigh, discovering she doesn't have any underwear on, her skin smooth and wet. I get a warm smile from her, and she wiggles her butt.
{"My God … a nice clean shaved, wet pussy on my right hand, a large hard rod under my left, and a bare, wet bottom. I'm horny as hell."}
Lucia is shooting darts with her eyes, directed at me. I squeeze Arriah's butt cheek and rest my hand on the table. I'm strongly considering undoing Garcia's trousers, going down on him, but I keep rubbing him through the fabric. My initial estimation was accurate, his large penis is over 8 inches long.
"My office secretary will be going on maternity leave soon, I was thinking about hiring a temp, but the position is yours if you want it. Start whenever suits you; she'll train you before she leaves."
"I will." K responds enthusiastically.
I place my right fingers on my vagina, coating my juices across my vulva and Garcia's fingers.
{'I'd love to bend over the table and let Garcia enter me, just like I saw him doing to Lucia, I'd come quickly, then he could repeated screw me.'}
"While you're there, I recommend you getting your real estate license. It only takes a few months, and there's only one salesperson in my office who doesn't make six figures. That's because he works part-time. My two top salespeople make over $5,000 a week." Garcia seems to be carrying on this conversation like it's completely normal, even though something is happening under the table.
"Whoa, $200,000 a year. I think I've found my career path." K drains her wine glass. Arriah picks up dishes near Lucia. Lucia glares at me, as if saying, 'she's mine.'
Garcia refills my wine glass.
"What about you, the look of a model, or perhaps a movie star?"
"I'm a certified masseuse, hair stylist, and makeup artist."
"A masseuse, I like that. Show me." Lucia stares lustfully at me, licks her fingers, Arriah continues her chores, clearing the table.
"Lucia, I'd like to treat the ladies. Why don't you all go to that boutique you're fond of tomorrow and get everyone a brand-new outfit for Saturday's party?"
"OK,"
"Saturday is our monthly swingers party, a dozen horny couples will be here to join the fun."
I stand behind Garcia, my hands on his shoulders. Using my well-trained fingers, I give him a deep neck and shoulder massage. He groans as my professional fingers work their magic. I lean forward and smell his pleasant, clean, mysterious fragrance. It's clear he places a great deal of importance on cleanliness. I whisper seductively in his ear, so nobody else can hear:
"Imagine what these skilled fingers can do to your incredible penis." I slide my hands over his shoulders, down his chest. My mouth is close to his neck, breathing in his clean scent. Whispering once again:
"I'd love for my talented fingers to be inside you; I'm wearing a butt plug and I'd like you to replace it with your strong erection." I rub his hard-on and nibble his earlobe.
I move away from Garcia and go around the table behind Lucia. I place my left hand on her neck, my right wanders around her lower body. I give her a neck and shoulder massage with my thumbs. Then, I worship her earlobe with my lips while rubbing her cheeks.
"I'm trained in various methods to induce a female orgasm," I inform Lucia.
"17 ways without penetration." I pinch her nipples, kiss her earlobe.
"Press firmly against your clitoris, without wiggling your finger. Simply press down on it." Lucia spreads her legs; her hand lifts her dress, and her forefinger goes to her clitoris.
"I circle my palms around her breasts, pressing harder each time. Flattening them against her chest."
Garcia nods at me, indicating that he's aware of what I'm doing, then he leaves the table.
"Press harder, Lucia. Relax and experience your orgasm." I pinch her nipples.
"Press harder Lucia, let go and release your orgasm."
Lucia takes a sharp breath and shudders. I remove my hands and hastily depart. Looking back, Lucia is sucking K's nipples, and Juanita is taking off her dress.
Garcia is nowhere to be seen outside, so I head towards the beach house to go for a swim.
This trio seems to be a bit off-balance. Lucia's intense possessiveness is almost dominating. Could Arriah and Garcia be submissive?
Read also:
Source: www.nice-escort.de
