Another Unexpected Surprise...

Portugal was an experience. I was still happy when we arrived in Italy to spend time with Denise, Carlo, and Marco. We only had a week planned. We all had scheduled engagements on the horizon, plus, Grayson told me that his birthday party was planned for the end of August.

I looked into his eyes and asked, “Am I invited to this birthday party?”

He smiled and said, “Of course, my darling.”

****

You should have seen me smiling. Grayson and I walked hand in hand. People looked at us and admired us. Denise nudged me, “Look at you glowing like a lamp. Love looks good on you.”

“Thank you,” I said and then kissed Grayson’s cheek.

“By this time next year, we’ll be expecting our first child,” he replied with certainty.

I didn’t object.

Carlo smiled, “Well, you’ll be joining us.”

I looked at Denise, “Wait?”

She chuckled, “One of these guys has knocked me up.”

“What?”

She smiled, “It’s fine. I’m excited.”

I looked at them, “Who do we think it is?”

Carlo held Marco’s hand, “Honestly, it doesn’t matter. We are going to love our child and provide. We’re buying a place in New York. We want more kids and a dog.”

I had no idea Denise was trying to get pregnant. I assumed she was on birth control like I was. All the fucking we were doing…getting pregnant would have been straight confusion. Who is the baby’s daddy? Well, that would have been more of a concern for me than her. Her last month was spent with two men…Marco and Carlo. I was with Grayson, Sean, and Santiago. All great options for a father of my child but I only wanted one man’s baby. That would come later. For that week, I planned to enjoy life and that’s exactly what I did.

****

A bike ride. It had been so long that I wondered if I could. But I guess it’s true. You never forget how to ride a bike. You only need the courage to get back on one and start pedaling. We stopped to have lunch. Marco laid out cold cuts, bread, cheese, and delicious spreads all homemade.

Things felt good. I didn’t feel like running anymore. We laughed. We enjoyed stories about our youth and even recounted our experience from the trip we all shared in June.

Later that night, we shared a sweet night. _Rock me, rock me, me, _was all I could think as Carlo lay behind me holding my left leg up. Denise licked me while Grayson drilled her from behind. And Marco was slipping and sliding between my lips.

“hmmmm.”

“Oh yeah.”

“Oooooo.”

“Oh fuck, yeah.”

“Ahhhh.”

That and all the sounds of our bodies slapping together made for a wonderful soundtrack. So much ecstasy and pleasure. Carlo rolled to his back and I hopped on top. His hands cupped my ass. We kissed sweetly as my hips moved. He uttered words in Italian. I was floating. He felt me grip his rod and drip honey all over it.

I went down and tasted him. Denise joined me. We took turns. I had Carlo in my pussy and she still had Grayson pounding hers.

“Plop, plop, plop,, thwack,”

“Oh god, yes!”

We were in orgy heaven and we lived out the rest of our time pleasuring each other in that way.

****

How do I love thee, let me count all the ways. Falling in love and having someone there to catch your fall was a game changer. His sweet kisses rained down on me as we lay in bed. I felt him deep within my essence. My hands cupped his ass and he pushed even deeper. I wanted all of him.

He had been at my place since we returned from Italy. He used one of the bedrooms as his creative space. Things had shifted. Yes.

I felt him revving up. He pressed and held. We hummed. There it was. Another sweet morning. He left the bed for a shower. And when he finished he came out wrapped in a towel and wiping his hair dry with another. He smiled, “Breakfast?”

I nodded. Not only was he handsome and sweet, he could cook. I left the bed and got myself together. I still had to pack up for the trip to London. His birthday was fast approaching and I was getting nervous.

_Maybe I should not go. What if they don’t like me? _My mind ran wild with these thoughts. I forgot how long I stayed in the bathroom but he came in and saw me crying.

“Babe, what wrong?” He asked with concern.

“Maybe I should not go with you. I should stay.”

“What are you getting on about? We’ve already got the tickets, yeah. Come here,” he said as he wrapped his arms around me, “I know you're nervous but please don’t talk yourself out of a good thing. We’re doing this.”

He wiped my tears and looked right into my eyes. I smiled, “Okay.”

“Alright then, come eat, your eggs are getting cold.”

****

It was a lot busier this time around. There were vans parked outside. People walked in and out with pans of food. I saw an older woman with golden blonde hair cut in a classic bob. She appeared to be giving directions to people.

We exited the vehicle. He walked up to her, “Mum.”

“Oh look, my baby is here.”

“He’s not your baby, mum,” said a younger woman.

“All of you are my babies.”

“Where’s John?” he asked

She shrugged, “He’s around somewhere. Hopefully, he's not up to his old shenanigans. She smiled as he looked over his shoulder, “Is this her?”

He stepped aside, “This is her. Jade Alexander. My girlfriend.”

Wow. Hearing it out loud. She reached for my hands, “She’s lovely, how are you dear.”

“I am well, Thank you. And yourself?”

“Quite well.”

His sister was void of all boundaries because she reached for my breasts, “Are these real? And what about this?” she asked as he rubbed my ass.

“Linda would you mind not feeling up my girlfriend.”

His mother laughed, “Please excuse my daughter. She can be a handful.”

“Let’s get you both inside,” she said and then she spoke to one of her employees, “grab their things and take them to the room, Stephen. On the third floor. I'm sure they'll want some privacy.”

He and I chuckled. We walked inside. There was a man. He approached with a smile holding a glass of something, “Son, you’re home.”

They hugged, “Yes and I brought my girlfriend, Jade.”

“How lovely, Jade, it’s a pleasure. I’m William, everyone calls me Bill.”

“It’s a pleasure, Mr. Arnold.”

We went to the kitchen where there was food laid out. We had drinks and talked. “I will say, you are far more beautiful in person. Those pictures in the tabloids never do anyone justice,” commented his mother.

“Tabloids?”

“Oh, you didn’t tell her Grayson," joked Linda.

“Please.”

“Our Grayson is loaded with money and considered one of the most eligible bachelors in London that all the skanks want to sink their teeth into,” said Linda.

“Oh!" I commented with wide eyes.

He chuckled, “Don’t you start over there.”

I laughed, “Should I be concerned.”

“Not at all.”

His mother smiled as she looked at him look at me from across the table. There was something about how Grayson would look at me. It was all the things a person could want in their lover's eyes and more. It made me blush. His father chuckled, “There’s that Arnold charm.”

His wife touched his face, “I sure couldn’t resist it.”

“Hello, hello, fellow Arnold clan!” we heard with a slightly drunken slur.

“Oh, look John is here,” said Linda.

“Yes, it is I. John. The more attractive and funnier Arnold child.”

He placed an opened bottle on the counter, grabbed a finger sandwich, and nearly swallowed it, “who do we have here…doesn’t look like an Arnold.”

“John, this is my girlfriend Jade.”

“Girlfriend? Interesting. Last I heard you were fiddling around with that dame over in Bexley. What was her name, Shaniece or Chantel…”

“Shut up, John, you know that ended a long time ago. And you should worry about your affairs. Seems you have quite a bit going on yourself.”

He kissed his teeth, "If you say so.”

“John.” His mother said firmly, “Would you go clean yourself up for dinner.”

He held out his arms and did a twirl, “Don’t I look nice enough? It’s just dinner with the fam. Not like we're going to Buckingham Palace.”

“John, do as your mother asks,” requested the father.

“Very well, I am off to get myself dolled up.”

*****

Dinner. It started well. After a cold shower, John seemed to be a tad bit more sober but as the night progressed, he had a few more drinks which made his lips loose and he said some weird shit. Well, it wasn’t weird. It was just out of pocket. Some shit that would have gotten his chin checked where I come from.

As we were talking he blurted out, “So what’s your story, Jade?”

Everyone sort of sighed as if they knew he was about to be on some bull shit.

“My story?”

“Yeah. My brother here loves to take on these projects. He loves to try and save tragic women. Are you a single mother? Or are you an orphan who was abused as a child? Have you ever met your father?”

I stared at him trying to fight the urge to act a fool. However, I laughed. I figured he had to be joking.

Grayson was not amused, “John. Would shut your freaking mouth.”

"Yeah, John. You can be such a Gemini," added Linda.

“It’s okay babe. Your brother is funny. I suppose he missed his calling as a clown. I’m sure there are plenty of circuses looking to hire. maybe you should apply.”

They chuckled.

He lifted his glass and left the table, “Oh come now, I thought we were having fun.”

His sister winked at me, “I think John has met his match.”

“My apologies,” I said to his parents.”

“Don’t worry about him. He’s just a little sour. Going through a messy divorce and all.”

I was sorry to hear about that. However, it gave him no right to be a complete ass. After dinner, I was ready for a shower. So there we were. My body and his were covered in water and suds. He stood behind me massaging my full breasts. He squeezed and pinched my nipples. One hand went down and he played. Soft moans filled the steamy stall.

His third leg rested against my hip while I went up and down the shaft. When I turned to kiss him, his cock poked at my clit and rubbed. His hands caressed me as he went down. My foot was on the wall and I held myself up with the other wall as he tasted.

I held my lips apart as he sucked and flicked. My other hand gripped his hair. We carried on something fierce in the shower and didn’t have to worry about the noise because his parents were on the first floor on the other side of the house and we were up on the third level.

After putting Grayson to sleep, I went to the kitchen located on the second floor. Imagine my surprise when I saw him sitting there drinking. As if he needed any more ****.

“Busy night, yeah?”

“Excuse me?”

He smirked, “I heard you and my brother carrying a bit. Although, if it were me...we'd still be at it.”

"Tah," I scoffed, "maybe you should find some business of your own.”

“Ouch.”

“Seriously, what’s your deal?”

"Well, I’m sure Grayson has not told you but I am the disappointing son. Everyone expected me to be the middle child, which is Grayson but unfortunately for him, I was so great at it…he had **** but to outshine me. However, I believe I am far more handsome, and yet, he seems to bag the hottest chicks. Especially ones of color.”

I took a deep breath and grabbed bottled water from the refrigerator. He stood in my face, “You know my brother and I have shared a girl or two.”

I nodded, “That’s nice.”

He leaned in. My hand caught his face and mushed it back, “Don’t.”

“Wow. My brother is with some kind of professional fighter?”

“Go your ass to sleep, John.” I left him there.

Perhaps I should have told Grayson then but I didn’t want to ruin his birthday weekend. His brother was handsome but he annoyed the fuck out of me. He lacked all the social graces and even though he was hella handsome just like Grayson…his cocky was more than I could stomach.

*****

The next night, the party was underway. I had grown used to being in the swing of things. Everyone had their eyes on us. Who was I? Was I from some well-to-do family? No. I didn’t have their accent. I was a foreigner. A southern girl with charm.

He designed an exquisite dress that showed off all his favorite parts of my body. The cut-out showed off my lower back and the right side of my belly. The split showed off my legs. The thin straps showed off my shoulders and neck and had the girls sitting up high.

We danced. We drank. We kissed. Pictures were snapped. After hours of partying, I excused myself to go to the bathroom. I saw a beautiful woman standing by the door. She confronted me. She was fair but I could tell she was a sister. “I see you’re Grayson’s new girl. He sure knows how to pick them.”

I sighed, “I’m not sure what that means but fuck off.”

“Hold on a minute. I was just saying…you’re gorgeous.”

I chuckled, “Sorry.”

“No. I get it. It’s stressful, innit.”

“It can be. A lot of times I just want to go somewhere and be left alone.”

“This family is one of the richest in the country. Everyone wants a piece of the fortune and they are highly fascinated with who the men and women are dating. Well, most know that Linda is Lesbain but she hasn’t come out fully.”

“ Don’t know anything about that.”

“In time you will. In time, you'll get to know a lot more. Well, I’ll let you go into the loo.”

****

Sitting on the toilet, I wondered what the deal was. _Was I just another black girl on his list of fucks or was I the one? _The toilet swooshed and I washed my hands. My phone was on the counter of the sink. I saw a message from Grayson saying to meet him at some address. A car was waiting outside.

Intrigued. I walked through the myriad of people laughing and drinking. I went outside. There was a man. He waved at me. The back door opened. I got in. The door closed. Music played. I texted Grayson a few times. I received responses of a sexual nature which turned me on. I knew we were about to engage in naughty acts. Maybe he found us a spot near the River Thames where we could have sex outside without anyone noticing.

When the car pulled up to the location which looked like just some old flat. I strolled casually to the door. I rang the bell but no one answered. I sent a message, "Are you there?”.

“Just come inside.”

I saw him with his brother and that heifer on the sofa engaged in sex. Him laying on the sofa with his cock in her mouth, "Babe, come," he insisted. His rod was stained with bright red lipstick and drool. John was behind her smiling like the fucker he was.

I was frozen. John motioned for me to join them. I shook my head and left.

****

The car was gone. I walked the streets with my shoes in hand. I heard his disgusting voice, “Jade, stop.”

He caught me, “Where are you going, love?”

“You’re a fucking asshole, John.”

“Look, I told you already that my brother and I have shared a girl or two. Mandy is one of them. The three of us messed around in high school.”

“What does that have to do with me?”

“I thought you liked to have fun. I know my brother still fucks Anita. That chick from Uni. And you work with them. I’m sure the four of you have a nice little fuck fest. I saw it.”

I shook my head, “How?”

“I returned home from my trip. I was going to come inside but when I looked in the window and saw what you all were doing—”

“Shut up John.”

He stared into me, “Come back to my flat. You know you want to.”

“What was that?”

“Don’t worry about Mandy. She and I have been seeing each other secretly for years. Grayson loves you. He has told me a lot about you. I was only fucking with you. Come back with me.”

I was conflicted. He smirked, “You want me to fuck you,” he said in my ear, “I get under your skin in all the worst ways and that makes you hot. The way you’re breathing right now, your nipples,” he said as he touched and touched one and then the other, "they are so hard. I bet your pussy is so wet I can drown in it right now. Let me drown in Jade.”

*****

Grayson was passed out on the sofa. His cock lay on his thigh was still covered in cum. She greeted us at the door. Was it about to happen? She smiled, "I told you."

They seduced me or maybe John was right because I was weak. His face was there. He drank until he got drunk.

She kissed and sucked my nipples and then my mouth. I felt his fullness press into me. The Arnold men men were blessed. I placed my hand on his chest and he grinned like he knew that big dick was digging me out. “ahhhh, yes, Jade. you love it don't you.”

"Ahhhh, shit," I moaned.

"Look at her taking all that dick, babe."

"Oh fuck!"

After the first orgasm, he laid on his back and I mounted him. I was no longer second-guessing. This was happening and I rode his big dick like a maniac. He marveled at how I twerked. He grabbed my ass and slowed me down a bit. I nutted all over him with a deep long satisfying, "Ahhhhhhh."

Mandy rode his face. She played in my hair and kissed me and we moaned sweetly until he burst.

****

The car ride back to the party was quiet. He held my hand. He was still in a haze. He lifted my chin, “Are we good, babe?”

I nodded. “Yeah. We’re good.”