A conversation with the new neighbour

There was a long pause and the brunette looked down slowly, blinking in astonishment as she surveyed what Redmond had done to her boobs. The open halves of the thin white dressing gown had been pasted to her massive, protruding tits, and were plastered wet, sticky and skintight against the two globes. Her tanned skin contrasted with the white garment, her boobs now glazed and shiny.

‘Fuck,’ said the woman. Then she looked back up at the couple on the opposite balcony, a look of mock displeasure on her face, placing her hands on her hips in a sarcastic pose. ‘Well that’s the warmest hello I’ve ever had. Pleased to meet you too!’

‘One of the joys of communal living!’ Alexia called across to her.

For a second Redmond wondered what Alexia could be expected to know about communal living. Prior to this experience, that for her would have meant ringing for a servant or calling her brother in the next wing.

‘Is that thing for real?’ asked the girl, looking at the massive tube of meat splayed across Alexia’s back.

‘Every inch,’ said Alexia.

The girl folded her arms, propping her huge, slick boobs on top of them, and licked her lips. ‘How many inches are we talking about?’

‘Sixteen,’ said Alexia casually, looking at her nails trying to seem unconcerned.

‘You lucky slut!’ the girl breathed.

‘I know!’ Alexia grinned.

‘Is there enough for two?’

‘I would think so,’ Alexia said, ‘but sadly you’re all the way over there…’

‘Don’t be greedy!’ exclaimed the girl, ‘neighbours always share things!’

‘I’m sorry…’ said Alexia, cupping a finger to her ear theatrically, ‘my hearing goes a bit when I get a monstercock all the way up my asshole!’

The girl on the opposite balcony pouted, albeit good-naturedly, as she was **** to watch the most improbable insertion she had ever encountered, as Redmond slowly slid his long shaft from Alexia’s arched back, like a slick snake retreating itself, and then pressed the precum drizzling head of his member against the blonde teen’s ringpiece.

Alexia, on show, pretended to stifle a yawn with the back of her gloved hand as sixteen inches of prime fuckflesh seared through her bowels, widening her tightest hole in short order into an orifice the circumference of a good-size grapefruit.

‘Most pleasant…’ she remarked to the girl across he balcony. This time Redmond found himself agreeing with her.

‘My name is Jina,’ said the girl.

‘I’m Alexia, and this is Redmond.’

‘Have you just moved in?’ asked Jina, keen to keep the conversation going as she ogled the pair of lovers opposite her.

‘You could say that,’ put in Redmond, gripping his lover’s gorgeous asscheeks and them spanking them. When he released the heavenly glutes, Alexia shot him a scalding look over her shoulder to see his reaction when she began to jiggle her ass at him, so that her curvaceous assmeat wobbled tantalisingly even as his monstrous meat spear skewed into her rectum.

‘In and out, in and out…’ chimed Alexia in a singsong voice, in time with Redmond’s thrusts.

‘And what do you do for a living?’

‘Darling,’ said Alexia, ‘I’m nobility. This is what I do.’

‘Do you mind if I call my housemates?’ said the girl, ‘they’d love to see this.’

‘Not at all,’ said Alexia.

With that the girl poked her head back into the room and yelled out, ‘Sasha! Angelika!’

‘Do they have any attire for wet weather on them at all?’ asked Alexia when Jina returned.

‘No, they were just getting dressed to go out, why?’

‘No reason,’ said Alexia.

Part of Arianne was intensely turned on, and part of her wondered if she was in imminent physical danger and psychologically toyed with by the Countess and her consort. Turning round, she saw that the face of the clock had been split open, and broken springs were protruding from the top compartment. The glass front of the body of the clock where the pendulum could be observed to swing now also showed ribbons of gluey white cum dripping down inside the cabinet.

Gulping, Arianne turned around again, just as Emmanuella finished her polite patter of applause.

‘This old room is looking better all the time,’ Emmanuella announced.

Hudds released his dick from his grip and the massive meatpole smacked dead-weight into Arianne’s face. Arianne was quite simply stunned, and absorbed the impact, the thick log slamming onto her forehead and even crushing her nose against her face a little.

‘Good idea baby,’ said Emmanuella, ‘cockslap that slut.’