Not Quite a White Knight Book 5
Copyright© 2025 by LolaPaul
Chapter 12. Abril Needs Help
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 12. Abril Needs Help - 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
Besides sleeping in Cynthia’s room (where Pammie was tonight), Abril still has her own room two doors down from mine. But she had fallen out of the habit of sleeping alone, so the room was more a dressing room for her. I had not realized it but Abril expected me to continue where we left off before dinner, she stayed awake waiting for me in my bed, reading my internet porn. (I read at least a story each night, and I enjoy stories where positions are inventive. The internet is a wonderful thing.) When I arrived she showed me rather boldly the lovely parts of her body that were eager for attention as she read one-handed. She was on her belly, with her legs widespread and the fingers of one hand working her pleasure while the other hand kept moving the trackball for her reading.
I was clearly wasting my time and hers doing the emails, so I had to beg forgiveness. She was close enough to the side of the bed, and she had a pillow under her belly, so I knew what I had to do. I started on my knees. We both knew what she required so there was no discussion. Instead I set my tongue to making things better for her.
To make up to her for the lost time, I licked her juicy self to pleasure three times, licking and lashing her over happy peaks of pleasure while she was on her belly and her back.
After the first time she turned over so she could watch me, and I could look at her smile between the peaks of her twin towers. Twice more I did my duty before I was finally invited to move up her body and spent some time doing things I really enjoyed, suckling and nibbling and lashing my tongue on the wonderful erect nipples as my cock moved in-and-out of her sodden slit of a pussy. It is always a pleasure.
You know, now that I think about it, I have never found a women whose breasts I did not enjoy. I loved all from Li’s flat and shallow pancakes, to my aunt-mother’s sagging mounds, to Abril’s divinely capped, stand-up, very responsive magnificent peaks.
When I started on her nipples Abril made a little grump at my making her wait. But she would not let me see her face straight on or else I would know that was just an act. Besides, her pussy was moist from the fingering she did while reading before I got there.
Then when I put my tip into her slit the juices really began to pour out because she loved it when I fucked her. With Abril on her back, I just moved up her body a little bit more so the good parts lined up. After her three orgasm’s during oral foreplay plus the nipple work she was juicy enough, she eagerly held herself open and pointed. I slid into her. I took it easy pressing in, there was no hurry on my end. She seemed a bit more urgent than usual. By the third stroke I was all the way in so I held still for a moment, letting her get used to me. She held me there.
But then something changed, her smile became a little forced and while nothing was really wrong, something was suddenly not exactly right either. So I waited a bit, holding myself still. She was having an internal conversation and something was not delightful about it.
After waiting about 30 seconds I finally joined her internal conversation by whispering, “what is wrong?”
Her facade faded and she shifted to a more ‘confused and upset with Abril’ expression.
“Look, I really want to feel you enjoy yourself inside me, I want it more than I have ever wanted it before, I mean that ... except that Barnes ... the thing is ... do all of your law partners do sex like this? I mean, the missionary position, looking down at the woman like you are.”
“Well, I can’t say that I have a lot of experience having sex with a male partner during a wife exchange...” That got a tiny bit of a smile from her. “But I assume most do this. I know it is called the ‘missionary position,’ but you know it might also be called the ‘kissing position’ or the ‘married couple’ position ... or maybe the ‘guy wants it, she puts up with it’ position. No couple are together that often so they can’t really build a background or memory for anything else.”
“Yeah, you are right on there. The thing is, in three years I have never had sex with any man. None. Then after the bitch stole my gold I realized how I felt about you - I was hiding it because of the job, on a con you never ... but because you really cared about me so much - so I had two wonderful months with you, mostly like this. I got attached to it. But then came last weekend when I had David Barnes up over me like this, not once but three times, and it kind of ruined it for me ... temporarily.”
“It wasn’t just David Barnes...”
“Yeah, I know. Evert was nice, he made an effort and made it fun, made it like play and talk, social. I knew I was having sex, but we both focused on the conversation. He was nice to me, it was a dinner party conversation where the sex instead of eating was a nice background thing going on. We talked and teased ... it was really a social, get to know you thing ... when I got off I did not want to be done because it was fun, so I let him know we didn’t have to stop so we didn’t until he popped ... and was plumb tuckered out. But Barnes ... I’m not saying he was bad to me or he hurt me or anything like that ... it was so neutral that way. But the thing is, he was being nice to HIM, using my very attractive body to get his pickle to spit, to make a mess. It wasn’t me as a person, I was just meat, like prime steak. That messed me up!”
“So what do you suggest we do to fix it? Get you something ugly?”
“I have had a week to think. I have decided that I love you even more than before, and I am not thinking of changing our deal. I know I talked about Peru, but that was about Cynthia’s needs, because I do love her, but you both made me realize I have obligations. Now I think ... well, I think I need to focus more on you inside of me, but somehow without it being this ‘remind me of Barnes’ position. I mean, you are distracting to look at, but when we are like this I get these flashbacks of Barnes and I really need to feel instead of see ... I also don’t need to slip into a kissing thing like this, because I’m afraid that might screw it up more with others. But the thing is, I also need you on top, so I can see it is you when I need to, while mostly I feel your wonderfulness inside me, pleasuring me like you do so well and helping me realize what an insignificant worm Barnes was. What Cynthia said was I need to overwrite my disk ... as if I knew what that meant, but she said you might. Does that help?”
“Yes, I do understand, I think that was very clear phrase. Very well considered, given our positions.”
“Well, like I said, I have been thinking about it, and Cynthia helped. So, what do you suggest?”
“I assume that you want to stay on the bed...”
“Yes!”
“On the bottom...”
“You know me so well!”
“Then it sounds to me like you want to get on your belly.” I pulled out and after a moment she did as I asked. “Now, twist your torso to lift one shoulder - right shoulder - while you slide your left side under you, for support. Then bring right knee toward your belly, to tilt your hips with your shoulders and open yourself up.”
She did as I asked. Lifting the knee made this work, it really opened her body up to me. “Why didn’t you say you wanted me on my side.”
“Because I like to see you move, you are so hot.” She made a face - kind of half grin and half growl - then gave a giggle. “Does that feel like a sexy position?”
“Yeah ... it does. The other does because both girls are on display, and they are so good. but this is nice too, it adds a ‘come here, big guy ... tits and ass waiting, get to it’ sense to it.”
“That is very good, and you have that so right. Now, I will enter from the side from behind ... I am sure you have seen women posed that way in erotic pictures and read stories. Are you game?”
She was. She was in that sideways pose with her hips cocked presenting her slit to me, lifting her torso up so she was looking at me over her right shoulder with her right breast hanging in all its perfect glory. Her right knee being raised towards her belly twisted her torso and opened her slit as an invitation right in the center. With her thighs parted the move shifted her body, putting her womanly curves on glorious display. Plus her eager snatch was on display, in a position where it was tugging at my balls for for me to stick my cock into the good place. I could enjoy this.
“Does this look good?” she asked.
“Yes, for fucking it really is a more attractive position.” She was posed presenting her pussy, a pleasure for us both, open and ready for cock. Her pussy and the forbidden pleasure of her ass were the visual focus of her body. All the extras were on stage, maybe not front and center but not in back of the chorus either. With her curvy figure she really looked good, curvy, soft and lush, her back was as attractive as her front, one could easily imagine sleeping on her back. Her right breast was hanging from her chest, looking wonderful for her pleasure and mine. Her pouting mouth was available, for molesting with my tongue or my cock, she would have to make some effort to kiss like this once mounted but the way she was willing to make the effort made it something to appreciate more for both of us. Actually, her mouth and tits suggested receptiveness for another guy. Her neck and ear, the whole area in fact, would be delightfully available to kiss and lick and nibble ... then there was her left breast, which was semi-hidden, but which was in a perfect position to my hand and fingers to slide under her body for play and pleasure while I was supporting myself.
I settled myself on my knees, with one knee on each side of her left leg. Then I carefully slid my cock into her. Abril was open so there were moist sounds, she was very wet. She made these little noises of pure happiness. Unlike the missionary position we both had to shift a little to get the deepest penetration, with the base of my cock right up in her slit and my part of my belly pressing against her wonderful smooth bottom. But once we made those shifts we felt closer, more joined together like two vines. When I was in all the way, with our bodies pressed passionately against each other, we held still for a moment. I felt her pussy grab my cock and hold it tight. She was a little breathless with emotion when she said, “You are a wonderful, clever man who knows my body so well. You feel bigger this way, bigger and deeper too,” she said in a tone that made it seem like a much-appreciated surprise. “I have never done it this way ... it feels so good, so sexy!”
Abril may not have the fine-tuned internal muscle control Li had mastered, but there was a sincerity of what I felt inside her. I saw the same intense sincerity in her face, she had made a choice two months ago, a deep commitment to be mine. Now, as a Hispanic woman every time I put my body into her she was building another layer of emotion on her heart, reinforcing the choice she made. Like Cynthia said, she was overwriting her sexual memories of that Saturday with Barnes a week ago, falling completely and passionately in love with me again, making me almost everything sexual between us.
In a way, both she and I knew that her feelings about Cynthia were also, a little bit, about me. She brought Cynthia’s virgin body to my bed, Cynthia was now bound to me, she held a part of me, and Cynthia had given Abril a female ear to listen when I risked my life to recover her family’s stolen gold - or so she believed. If Cynthia stayed with me in some way, there was a good chance Abril would as well. Her father might not like it, in fact he might try something, forcing her to make a “him or me” choice. He might even try to eliminate me, he held his feeling very strongly. If he did act out, I would reply as I could, quick, quiet and lethal. Which would be a shame given that Abril would spend so much cash springing him from prison.
I was not immune to the connection, in conversations at work I spoke naturally of her as my wife, and that talk was getting me to think of her as ‘mine’ which was something I hoped to avoid. This sense of possession would make the next three or four law firm socials more difficult for her, that was the other side of the way these women were when they give their heart. I could not help feeling a flare of jealousy and rage at David Barnes for having her in a manner that was outside the stated rules, which called for rotation of wives among team members.
It was a good thing that I was going to steal a great deal of money from him, plus I had used Rose that weekend and I was thinking of a repeat to impress her more with myself. (Yes, I think very highly of myself.)
Rose probably was not worth corrupting like Jessica, with her daddy’s cock and a lover-couple on the side corrupting would be harder. Plus she was a very ordinary LA spoiled young brat with noting but her body to offer and really not worth the bother.
Abril still loved Cynthia. To Abril what she felt for a woman was different from what she felt for a man - as different as love for a father was different from love for a husband. (Cynthia had not reached that point yet, but Abril had lived with her female lover for years.) Abril hinted that she loved Cynthia with her heart, but she loved me with her pussy and her heart. Well, in any event, to me sharing a woman with another woman was fine because it left me more cum for Li and Resha and Nia and the others. I enjoyed them all, and I think I enjoyed the regular variety more than I enjoyed any individual.
I also figured that with Cynthia leaving for Peru soon, I would spend all for her remaining time in LA with me having Cynthia or both women, and they would love me all the more for it because I would not be one of the greedy all-or-nothing assholes like many of the men they knew.
Abril felt really good to my cock like this, it felt deeper to me as well. We just rested there for a few moments, enjoying the feelings, indulging the moment as we let the intimate connection fill our senses and our thoughts.
I knew there was a small cloud in the distance. Tonight’s announcement, how Martin’s wives held new life, was in addition to my three pregnancies. If that was in my mind it was also in Abril’s, and that meant she wanted my cum. Had that progressed to wanting a child as well? Maybe subconsciously? It was possible, and given more time it was inevitable. She was greedy by nature, wanting what others had and valued. All she had to do was ‘forget’ to take her pill and she might think she could have ‘what they are having’ for herself.
In any event, if her need for my cum was stronger then it also meant that if I came too fast she would also be displeased. If I wasn’t careful this delightful exercise would end far to quickly. These women were such a complex series of conflicting desires. In this case I needed to feel her climax before I filled her and added the end-of-file marker to her memory bank - overwriting the disk with the new file. Also, the gap between the climaxes had to be short or Abril would imagine I was thinking of someone else.
Fortunately, I am a guy who likes fucking Abril and has great control, so I would be okay for tonight as long as I stayed on track.
Another cloud on the horizon was that Cynthia had undoubtably told Abril a lot about Gracie, the two met in Peru during July. Gracie was pregnant with my child, and Cynthia would have told Abril how attractive she was. Plus, Gracie would be living here starting in a few weeks. Where would I put her? Duh, she was not like any of my other girls. Finally, Gracie was rich and a little naive, while Abril was a greedy con woman. That could be trouble as well.
I put all this troubling stuff in a mental file for future consideration and returned my attention to the magnificent woman who was moaning softly as we both enjoyed my cock in her body.
Moments of holding still with each other dragged into minutes of comfort and silent mutual appreciation. Abril’s mind wandered back to David Barnes and company. She said, “I love to feel you inside me like this, it means more to me than anything else. Nobody else can have me this way. But if I have to fuck your law partners, it will be...”