Alexia has a demand

Arianne cooed at the feel of the precum oozing into the skin of her exposed back as she hurried down the flight of narrow stairs which connected the various floors of the manor and which were intended for the servants to use.

It was her first day at work, having been persuaded to abandon her burgeoning career as a dancer and a whore by Countess Emmanuella von Koningswald herself, and thus far through the day she had seen enough to come to the conclusion that her new mistress intended to have her household reflect her own personality.

Her hairless pussy tingling from excitement as she thought back to the sight of that big, muscular stud, she guessed that he must have been the Harold which some of her new colleagues had referred to in a dreamy fashion, feeding his ginormous cock into that slutty brunette’s asshole, Arianne knew that she just had to find a way in which to ingratiate herself to the two of them. To that end, she was now heading down to the cellar to collect a bottle of wine to replace the one which had ended up shattered against the bottom of the main staircase.

“Redmond,” after sucking expertly on Redmond’s member for a few seconds, Alexia had let go off it and was hovering her lush lips a few inches above it as she spoke to him again, “do you know something?”

“No,” Redmond admitted, feeling a distinct rumbling from his balls at the prospect of more scandalous dirty talk coming from the busty teen.

“After we’re done in here, and that’s not going to be for a long time,” Alexia began, the fact that she was drawing a great amount of joy from coming up with and describing the things that she wanted them to do being unequivocally clear, “I’m going to take another nice bath while you wait outside, and then I’ve got another slutty little outfit ready to wear for you.”

“Oh,” Redmond’s reply came while he was temporarily distracted by the fact that Alexia had shifted her stance so that her magnificent tits were now enticingly close to his erect member.

“Uh-huh,” Alexia nodded her head, an act which caused her heavy, spherical tits to jiggle, “but there’s one little thing that I want from you…”

“Oh?” Redmond responded, wondering if he would ever regain the ability to vocalize any utterances longer and more complex than the purely monosyllabic.

“While you wait, I don’t want you to put any clothes on,” Alexia revealed as she softly ran one of her hands up the length of his tumescent prick, “I mean, it just seems fair that I’ll get to admire how beautiful you are when its just the two of us after I’ve promised to dress up like a slut for you and let you fuck me whenever you want to.”

"In fact, once we got our own place, whenever we've been out shopping or anything and we come back I want you to take of all of your clothes like other people take of their shoes, and I want you to have rammed your cock into my ass before we've even made it out of the hallway."

Barely able to contain himself any longer, Redmond grabbed hold of Alexia’s arms and pulled her towards him through the water, holding her tight so that her tits were pressing against his chest as he shut her up by locking his lips with hers, the way in which his balls were throbbing against her slit causing her to moan into his mouth.

“Dear,” Redmond looked into her eyes once their kiss had ended, “I’m going to fuck you in the ass now.”

Arianne was walking past the door to the main salon, a bottle of wine in her right hand, and was just about to push past it on her way to the staircase when she heard a deep, sensuous groan coming from beyond the door.

Curious to find out what was going on inside, Arianne placed her left hand on the handle and pulled it down before pushing the door open in front of her.

The immediate result of Arianne getting to see how Emmanuella was propped on her knees in the now ruined couch, her hands resting on the small of her back as she kept the head of the huge pillar of fuckmeat which stuck out from between the legs of the slim but muscular man who was standing in front of her was that a second bottle of wine ended up broken on the floor as she let it slip out of her fingers.

The sound of glass breaking was enough to make Hudds look in Arianne’s direction, a thin smile forming on his lips when he spotted the cock-struck blonde standing there.

Extracting his cockhead from between Emmanuella’s lips, Hudds went on to swing round on the balls of his feet and turned his face into a taut grimace as he unleashed a thick blob of balljuice which spent through the air towards Arianne.

There was a pair of doors leading into the salon, and Arianne had entered through the left one, so she now got the feel the other one tremble against its hinges right next to her as Hudds’ discharge smacked into it, causing tiny droplets of his cum to end up smattered onto the tanned skin of her right arm.

Hudds was smiling at Arianne again, in a manner which suggested that he had intended to miss her.

“Girl, you might want to loose the dress,” Emmanuella helpfully suggested to Arianna, before turning her attention back to Hudds’ cock as he offered it to her again.