Not Quite a White Knight Book 5
Copyright© 2025 by LolaPaul
Chapter 10. Family News
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 10. Family News - Our Hero returns from the Auction/Orgy with a naked guest, the tall dark and beautiful Jessica Stern. She joins them for nights of pleasant instructional sex. Later she has an overnight with Li at a club. Resha + Irene each love 30 hour Princely dates. Sin-Sin flies to Peru for unimagined sex at a wedding. Prince gives Pope grappa + whip payback. Darnel is taken, gives up a fortune, then Prince + Red get D + Doria sex w/ a shark happy meal. Bente takes naughty pics of the girls for the Patron.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Mult Consensual BiSexual Heterosexual Crime Workplace Sharing Wife Watching Incest Father Daughter Cousins Torture Gang Bang Group Sex Harem Orgy Swinging Black Female White Male White Female Oriental Female Hispanic Male Hispanic Female Indian Female White Couple Anal Sex Analingus Cream Pie Double Penetration Exhibitionism Pregnancy Sex Toys Voyeurism Royalty
Sunday September 7, 2008
Martin arrived at the mansion, and Irene followed after checking that everything was okay downtown. I heard that from Zar reported that as soon as Martin arrived at the house. His two wives, wearing only skimpy lingerie, dragged him into his bedroom together. This was unusual, they always had him alone, but today they forgot their own rules for once and worked together on things. It was a planned operation, they both dragging him to bed in what was clearly a change in attitude. He did not show himself until Sunday morning, and that was just to grab a tray of plates Zar had made up. When I saw him fetching brunch for three Sunday he looked like something the cat dragged in, but I didn’t ask, I just smiled.
At noon Sunday when I left to take Resha home Zar told me, in the mountain tongue, that there would be a dinner party at 7 that evening. She was a little embarrassed to be giving me the news as a surprise, as a done deal, with only a few hours notice. Usually I start the ball rolling on dinner parties at my own home, but I guess this was an exception. With Resha on my arm I did not slow down to ask for specifics, I trusted Zar and would learn soon enough. But I wondered, not for the first time, who was really in charge around here.
Zar wanted to let me know so I would not work too late at the office. Resha wanted to get home so we ended the discussion, I drove Resha to her house, gave her a passionate kiss on the porch and then I spent a few hours at the office wondering what was waiting for me at home.
I got home before 6 and found Abril playing with herself in my bed. She was waiting for me to add to the fun. We had not been friendly alone together since last Monday at the resort, when Jessica joined us. “I wanted a quick cuddle with my husband before I dressed.” She complained that there was was not enough time for sex but she wanted a little friendliness before dinner. As her husband she was sure that I would not mind being friendly with her, “especially since she was so juicy.” It seemed that Cynthia was busy with her sister so I felt like “any port in a storm.” Well, porting with Abril was always nice.
I had no idea Cynthia’s sister Pammie was here, and that was just the start. Life was full of surprises today.
Abril talked like I had a choice, but we both knew better.
I really felt that since she was here and all warmed up for me I should treat her like we were husband and wife for a bit. After all I had been ignoring her trials of life for the last week and I was sure she had lots to complain about. Since then I had my sex date with Resha plus Li and Jessica had enjoyed my company, individually and together. Then I had my duty to Nia. Meanwhile Abril spent day and night with Cynthia. Abril was well licked but she wanted me to make sure her “husband pleasing” parts remained in good working order for when she needed them again “someday.”
She did ask me to confess about all the service girls I enjoyed in the last week, but I said there was only Zoe (who she met at the resort) and that was only once.
Abril had thoughtfully set an alarm so I would not be late for dinner. That was when I noticed that clothes for both of us were laid out, and they matched like we were husband and wife. My suit jacket even had my official seal on (a big star-shaped medal). I had to wonder who was going to be at dinner.
We kissed and cuddled, taking turns on top, then I started to move down to pleasure her breasts, which were an attractive mouthful as always. For a few minutes I honestly got lost in them. That was when it occurred to me to back up and ask about Cynthia. Honestly, for the next week I did not expect to see Abril without Cynthia joining in, although I figured that Cynthia would like some time with me alone.
“Pammie is here and will stay with her for the night, talking in bed like they used to. The sisters miss talking to each other so much I said they should be together, I insisted, actually. Plus I wanted a night with alone you ... if it is okay,” Abril said. She glanced at the clock while pushing my head down further, she wanted me to enjoy an appetizer before dinner.
“Well, I did hear something about you and I getting married a couple of weeks ago ... now that I think of it Cynthia was also there. But it is interesting that Pammie is staying over in this, which I think is my house, and I didn’t know about it...” I was finally in position so I ran the tip of my tongue along Abril’s pussy.
“Housekeeping details later ... keep up the good work.” Abril said as she started to make happy sounds, enjoying what I was doing. She was very juicy. She probably wanted my tongue on her magic button, but she was so good I had to get to the source of her juices a little farther back.
From her reactions I guess that worked too. She wrapped her legs around my head, began moaning loudly, and pounding her hands on the bed as I twisted my tongue into her body as far as I could reach.
Before her voice began to get jumbled she got out a few words. “Zar organized tonight. You are so busy doing with Resha and this came up quickly ... Zar decided to cut out ... FUCK that feels so GOOD! Yes ... there ... oh so ... umMM umMMM ... Tontoisheretoo.” That last was said in a rush so I would keep at what I was doing. I was suspicious Tonto was the whole point of the exercise.
I kept doing what she expected, the “Tonto” thing was a concern for me, but it was not going to change and Abril was in a critical spot and was too good for me to allow the distraction. I did catch a quick glimpse at the clock, it was a good thing I could work fast.
Abril finished getting off - exhausted, glowing and out-of-breath - about ten seconds before the alarm went off. It left me 9 minutes and 20 seconds to wash her juices off my face, dress in the clothes she laid out, and get myself downstairs early enough to greet my guests.
She was glowing and had to shower off, but she didn’t have to be there to greet people.
Abril and Zar know me so well.
As I dressed Abril mentioned that the dinner was actually organized by the Patron on behalf of my Uncle Martin, who was acting as host for the gathering along with his two wives, Sophia and Valeria. Well, he had just arrived yesterday, so I knew it was really Zar working with somebody else. I got a pretty good idea of what the big deal was about when I walked downstairs and saw a “Mission Accomplished” banner in the foyer.
Somebody got knocked up, and as a novelty for once it wasn’t my fault.
Zar met me at the stairs to say that the Patron had asked for this. She also mentioned that special arrangements had been made for the younger guests, who did not know the location of the house.
“Guests? As in several?”
“Joyful event ... You are happy,” she replied.
After looking around and hearing what Zar said I realized why the Patron had asked for the gathering: Martin would announce that one of his wives was pregnant.
I didn’t give my uncle enough credit, I was half right. After all the bitter soup and fried grass my aunts ate while staying with the mountain folks last Spring the mountain magic finally worked.
It seemed there was a dress code planned for the evening. Except for me the men were all wearing gold shirts, slacks and slippers. The women were all in similar dresses, sleeveless, with a high waistband, a chocker collar around the neck holding up a light colorful piece of fabric on the front, leaving the sides and back exposed to the waist. The dresses were not the sort one would wear normally outside even in LA, they could catch the breeze like a square-rigged sailing vessel flying all sail and reveal some side views of the chest, exposing breasts and nipples all the way across. Most of the guests ignored the nip-slips and such, except for Tonto who seemed amazed at the variety. Abril, with her very prominent breasts showed something most often. Tonto caught on, but I gathered Pammie said something about “the Prince’s wife” and “his health.” After that he kept his eyes down.
Each dress was a different color and they were very charming. Still, they were in line with Colony fashions for special events. The light, colorful dresses really allowed no underclothes, the women just had to slip into them. From the looks of things, several had gotten out of bed just before dressing. Zar explained that this event had been on the books for the past week, she had arranged for the dresses at the Patron’s request. On my credit card, naturally.
I understood, it was a significant event and keeping me “out of the kitchen” was appreciated.
The guests present were Cynthia’s parents Belen and Ernie plus sister Pammie and her date Tonto. (Tonto was watching Pammie wishing for the right breeze.) After hearing of Tony’s bravery in Mexico the Patron requested Tonto’s presence. Also AJ was there with his date Sheri, who was a late addition but Zar and Sheri’s mother modified a dress that worked. Tango and Bente, on a stop as part of their honeymoon, were the last guests to arrive at the door, they were very happy to see me. Finally Irene, who I had not seen since she deplaned in Panama, emerged from the room she used as an office. She looked specially lovely in a peach-colored dress.
Zar actually relayed the Patron’s request that Resha stay, but she had been away from her child long enough, and tomorrow was a work day. Zar understood.
Abril was with me. Zar and Nia were serving the meal, but none of the other house residents, all from the Tribe, were at the gathering. This was strictly a Colony affair.
I greeted everybody individually. Ernie was quick to assure me that Sheri, Pammie and Tonto did not know the address. This was Tonto’s second visit. He and Pammie were both recovering well from their case of cell phone withdrawal by living in the same lot. (It was silly for both to pay for each minute when they lived on the same lot.) Ernie, his wife, Pammie and Tonto would be staying the overnight.
Sheri was a greater issue, because it was a school night, but Irene said that she picked Sheri up, giving assurances to her parents that everything would be proper. Nia had driven them here. The word “chaperone” was not spoken out loud, but the idea was understood by all. Sheri had been invited by the Patron with a phone call to her home, both her parents were born of Colony residents so they were impressed. Her parents also knew the role Irene played in commanding the forces in both the Yucatan and Troma operations, so they were very impressed with the arrangements. They were also aware that AJ and Irene were active serving retainers. They told the Patron that they hoped their daughter would visit the Colony at the Christmas break or next summer, before starting college.
I did spend a moment talking to Sheri about her outfit. She admitted with a blush that it felt “very adult ... like she was going to show something,” but Sheri’s mother had approved the dress as a style she saw her own mother wear in the Colony. Also, Sheri said she understood that casual exposure in the Colony was normal in a home on the river where they had no swimsuits. Her parents had raised her with those customs in mind.
When we all sat down at table the Patron was tied in on a phone line when my uncle made his announcement. As it happened, two doctors had confirmed that BOTH of Martin’s wives were pregnant. They each were all giggles as they took a bow, because Martin was a blood-related retainer they might be the mother or grandmother of a future Patron. They knew Cynthia, Gracie, and Belen carried my children, but I was not yet married to any of them, so where each child stood in the line was an unresolved issue.
(The Colony followed a “designated eligible heir” rule. Women could rule, but it had not happened yet. Legitimate birth to a Colony member was a requirement, I only had to marry a woman before birth to make the heir legitimate, and I was not limited to one wife. In theory I could marry Belen (who was born in the Colony) if the Patron declared her a widow; the US did not recognize the Colony so the Colony felt free to not recognize her US marriage to Ernie. With a merger on the horizon things were a little murky in terms of the Tribe. I was going to unite the Colony and the Tribe as bodies, so they would have a single ruler sometime after me. But we were not sure yet about the status of an Indian being considered part of the Colony, or as royalty.)
(Most of this section is summarized from earlier material.)
Martin had acquired both wives together at the end of his enlistment in Peru’s regular army. There was an officer named Armond who outranked Martin only by date of commission, and had been a pain in the ass for Martin’s entire career. When Martin chose to retire and walked away from the base, this Major Asshole was in Lima getting married for a second time, and the commanding General was a guest at the wedding in Lima, so they had no idea that Martin left. His departure left several other officers debating command - the senior guy left ran the kitchen and never commanded armed troops. Martin did not mention his plan to return with some other real troops of his own.
Armond’s family was moderately wealthy (they bought his commission) and once in the military Armond grew his wealth by using his rank for extortion (including from Police - he had bigger guns), selling protection, robbing from criminals, selling small arms and arresting criminals with weapons. He claimed that he had a Glock - one of the rare full-auto ones made for Austria’s border troops - he had sold and then seized 15 times.
To his crooked superiors Armond seemed to be the type of officer they craved, one who did not have to be asked before he kicked a healthy percentage of his ill-gotten gains up the chain of command while keeping their names out of it. In fact, his greatest gift was to always have a little “something extra” on special occasions, such as the wedding anniversary of his superior, making his fellows officers look bad.
Everybody knew he was corrupt, but since the higher-ups were in on the money they would hear nothing about it. Needless to say, Armond was not popular with his peers but advanced quickly in rank.
Armond avoided the drug trade. He knew there were plenty of profits there, but you could not trust those people, they were all vipers and once you made contact they were likely to seek out and erode the loyalty of your best and most aggressive junior officers with bribes and a dirty bullet for your retirement. It was hard enough picking junior officers who were loyal and smart, but not too smart. Trying to find minions who could handle men with guns while not “looking out for themselves” was folly. Armond figured his job was to keep his people scared just the right amount to obey him, and for that he could not compete with those who sold death powder to children or anyone who could pay.
Martin’s wives Sophia and Valeria were were both equally attractive, not in Gracie’s or Abril’s class, but only a step or two down, on the par with Amy, Cynthia or Jessica but with a old-world Spanish flair no LA woman couple match. They were close to the same age (a year apart, a few years younger than me while Martin was almost two decades older) and were raised in sheltered upper class, wealthy, socially conservative homes in Spain and South America (which emulated Spain) respectively.
Armond’s first marriage was arranged with Valeria’s mother, who was the third daughter in her family. His wife despised him for his corruption and his military life. Her parents agreed with her but they wanted the influence of a military officer in the family, so they held their collective noses and made the sacrifice. She gave Armond a daughter, Valeria. Both the wife and the daughter lived in Lima with the wife’s wealthy parents, Armond could not see himself paying for his wife’s lifestyle when his sluts were free, a perk of rank. The family rarely saw Armond and grew to hate his boorish behavior to the family when he was there. Armond’s wife died at a early age - a year or two after Valeria’s birth - it may not have been natural, but no proof could be found - not that anybody looked too close. After her death Armond claimed his wife was unfaithful to him, and privately said “he could tell” Valeria was not his child. He allowed her grandparents to raise her, but they lived in constant fear that a squad of soldiers would drive up at any time to claim the child. They was literally no defense available to them.
Armond spotted Sophia on a Mediterranean beach during a vacation trip to Europe. He asked around and found a middleman who knew that Sophia’s family with their centuries-old business was about to suffer financial ruin from an Asian rival who had purchased the company’s debt and then paid a few long-time workers with petty gripes to sabotage the systems, stealing all the customers and ruining the family. He made arrangements to purchase Sophia as his bride in a “soft” kidnapping, where the girl was given up by her own parents. The middleman interceded with the Asian to make Sophia’s marriage to Armond part of the debt settlement that kept her father out of jail. To the Asian it was more profit, so the arrangements were made. Sophia’s father had no choice, and when Sophia was told she reluctantly agreed the alternative was worse. Soon enough Sophia was introduced to her new husband at the altar in Lima with the church full and the organ playing. Her veil hid her tears, and the beautiful organ music covered most of the sounds of Sophia’s crying.
The whole point of the wedding party seemed to be having each of Armond’s loyal personal troops a chance to dance - crudely - with both his bride and Valeria. These ranged from a brutal pet martinet captain (who was never without his quirt and promised it would kiss both women on their bare bottoms) to various privates who were loyal as dogs, but not as smart and with less sense of personal hygiene.
Valeria’s family could only watch as their granddaughter was groped and humiliated in public. Sofia’s family were thousands of miles away in Spain. Both of the women were convinced they would never smile again.
Armond was too drunk to rape his wife on her wedding night, but the next day was a horror for both women when Armond brought his wife and Valeria to the military fort in the mountains. Armond was the second in command and had left Martin, the third ranking officer, running things. Armond intended to see Martin whipped and broken when armond returned to the Fort. But Martin was not present when Armond arrived after the long day of travel. The General, who had been at the wedding, was still in Lima with the bridesmaids/whores Armond arranged for him.
Armond was not in the mood for foolish routine military tasks, he was intent on his unwilling wife and his bedroom.
Armond hated the long day of travel so he was drunk from breakfast on and out-of-control. During the day-long trip Armond handled both “his women” obscenely in the back of the car while some of his men watched. After exposing and handling both he explained that they would serve as his wife and mistress respectively. If they did not come to his bed willingly when called he would have them stripped by whores, bound and then whipped by his men. Armond also claimed that no incest was involved because Valeria was the fruit of her mother’s sin, it had to be true because her hair was the wrong color, her face was too pretty and her teeth were far too straight. He claimed her very face was a public declaration of his first wife’s infidelity.
(Valeria’s DNA was subsequently tested in the Colony. Armond was indeed her blood father, her sin was that she was too attractive for the man to pass up.)
Armond got to the fort late in the evening. He had no interest in current events, like who was on guard duty. Husband and wife were exhausted from the long wedding celebration the day before and then the long drive. Armond gave some orders before he retired to finally take his wife’s virginity. He ordered her to undress but she refused so his most loyal men stripped Sophia and held her down as he tried to make her his, then fell asleep. His success or failure in this brutish attempt was not clear to inexperienced Sophia.
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