Bishop Takes Knight - Knight takes Bishop Part Five
The roof of the dark limousine was spattered and spotted with bits of a light rain that started to fall early that Saturday evening as the car left the West End and turned south. It wasn't really enough for the driver to want to turn on the wipers; they'd merely streak the windshield and make things harder to see. He decided to leave them off and use them when it got worse. It never did. The cloudy night threatened to rain hard but never made good on its promise and it certainly didn't stop restless Londoners from being "out and about" for an otherwise pleasant June evening; crowding along the streets and the at crosswalks.
The rain did nothing to dampen the collective sense of anticipation for the three passengers seated elegantly in the rear of the car either. The atmosphere inside the back of the limo was a heady mood of expectation and promise. This was to be an evening to remember and like all evenings involving Annette Bishop;
it was an evening to be forgotten and most certainly - never mentioned!
What happened you see; in the clubs of London, the salons of Paris, the floorshows of Amsterdam and Hamburg, the hotels of Tokyo, and in this case; the posh home of her friend Anika in Surrey --
damned well stayed there!
Bradley Knight and Shelby, his pint-sized pixie sidekick were keenly aware of that fact. They sat on either side of Annette; their maven of carnal mayhem, as the sleek black car drove them quietly through the streets to a "quiet get-together."
The night before the three had nearly brought the roof down on Anika's club with their high-charged antics that culminated with Shelby and Annette servicing several men and Brad bumming the midget-barmaid Penelope;
all actions taking place through cleverly constructed glory-holes beneath one of the club's bars.
Anika of course knew a good thing when she'd seen it and she not only invited her old friend Annette to attend her "hyper-party" this evening; she absolutely insisted that Annette "
please bring her two cubs,"
for an enjoyable evening at her country house in Surrey.
Knowing what a swirling cauldron of wanton debauchery that something so simple as a mere dinner at Anika's could be; well, the prospect of a hyper-party at the estate was simply too much to say,
"some other time perhaps?"
She accepted right there on the spot before she then she took her cubs home to her West-End flat and shagged them to sleep with the help of her maid Felicia;
all four people ending up in a completely spent heap of lovely naked flesh and post-clubbing unconsciousness!
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Annette and the cubs had slept late that day. It was Felicia the maid who was the first to stir. She silently padded her delectably naked Spanish bum from the room and put together a breakfast for the boss and her two interns.
When the three sleepyheads finally acknowledged that it was indeed Saturday morning and that they could no-longer ignore the daylight creeping in between the blinds, they resorted to one of the tried and truest cures for a bad
"morning-after head";
a good howling three-way fuck. Since the time of the ancient Romans; it was well known that good solid morning shagging was a sure-fire cure for a hangover and Annette it seemed was a fan of old remedies. As Felicia stepped through the door with the breakfast tray
(clothed only in her earrings from the night before)
, the scene that met her was nothing short of spectacular!
Apparently when Annette had finally stirred, she glanced over at young Brad and saw he'd one of those pieces of morning wood between his legs that would have been the envy of any Brazilian logging firm. It was a veritable monolith; a stark prominent "Bone-Henge" pushing up the bed sheets (and worthy of a BBC documentary as far as Annette was concerned).
No sense letting it go to waste!
She immediately went to work upon him with hands lips and tongue. He roused in rather good order as the stunningly beautiful brunette with her short head of raven-black hair clamped lips and jaw upon him;
sucking him fully awake
. In no time at all, he'd flipped over on top of her and given her a lovely hard rogering; pinning her to the mattress and giving her the "good-morning crushing poke" between the legs that she sooo desired.
She came; he hadn't yet. She looked over at the still slumbering Shelby and then back at him suggestively with her eyes. She was a bad-
bad
girl when she had a mind to be!
A minute later the two were mounted atop Shelby; the girl lying on her back with Annette riding the pan-sexual little pixie's pretty face as if it were a bicycle seat and Brad pounding his proud piece of pork into the girl's pouty pink poo-pucker. Annette held Shelby's ankles aloft like two elegant handle-bars as Brad leaned forward; his lips finding Annette's in a warm sucking kiss that was laden with sexual hunger and energy. Annette responded with a heartfelt moan of passionate appreciation
... any man could fuck but a good kisser was a true find!
He didn't merely kiss her; he made love to her mouth with his lips teeth and tongue. With one hand she caressed his face, graciously receiving his delicious mouth upon hers. She then remembered her other cub who was supping down below so hungrily. She dropped her free hand down to Shelby's vacant pussy for a torrid finger-fucking to show her lovely Sapphic disciple that her attentions were
"most appreciated indeed!"
What her fingers felt inside the girl's cunt was nothing short of exquisitely hot and horny! On the other side of Shelby's puss-wall Annette could feel every veiny thrust of Bradley Knight's cock as her young stud plowed himself up into the girl's arsehole with forceful vigor! It was then Annette's eyes caught sight of the beautifully nude maid with the breakfast tray and she pulled away from her smooch with Brad to say,
"Oh good Felicia, set that over there please," motioning to a side table with her pretty black haired noggin. The maid did as requested by her lady and she started to spin to leave the room but Annette then finished her sentence with, "
and join us dear!"
If the scene's beginning had been spectacular, its ending was nothing short of epic! It ended as many scenes did with Annette. There was a yell of
OOOHHH YEEESSSS!
by some happy member of the party, followed by a chorus of
AAAGGGHHs
and
OH GOD OH GOD OH GODs
from other equally enthusiastic participants; all amid a great deal of heated thrashings and splashings. The aftermath resembled a Napoleonic battlefield; with dramatically twisted bodies littering the scene; with chests heaving and appearing to draw last gasps in the post climactic stillness.
All they needed now was a tattered banner lying nearby and a bugler far off in the distance calling for a retreat.
Afterwards, following a delightfully boisterous breakfast; four naked bums plopped into Annette's oversized garden tub for a little rub n' scrub cleanup. As soapy brushes swirled around naked bodies and bubbles danced upon the ends of noses, Annette received a text on her phone from Anika. She took the message then stared into the bubbles thinking hard. She lifted her face upward to Brad and Shelby with an announcement, her lips forming a happy smile as she spoke. She'd decided it was time for her handsome intern Brad to have his first taste of responsibility as a special projects officer.
