Faust's Folly

Author's note:

Please see Pt. 1 for blurb. And, if you haven't read Pts. 1-3 yet, I strongly recommend doing so before proceeding.

All sensuality (on page or otherwise) takes place between characters who are eighteen or older.

Twenty-Six

"Are you sure you're ok with this?" Wyatt asked gently as he drove Amber's sedan toward Hannah's house following the conclusion of their dinner.

"Of course," she replied, squeezing his hand where their fingers were laced together for emphasis. "Why wouldn't I be?"

"Forgive me if I'm making assumptions, but I didn't get the impression that you're bisexual."

"I'm not certain I'd use that term either," she admitted. "Although I'd certainly rather share my bed with a woman with whom I enjoy spending time versus a man who I find repugnant. Either physically or intellectually. I'm not opposed to being with a woman, and I've certainly been with my share. Given the choice, however, I would take you ten times out of ten."

"Doesn't that mean I should call Hannah and tell her we'll take a rain check?"

"Don't be silly. The three of you are all clearly excited about the thought of all of us together."

"I can't let you do this for me, Amber. Even if it's for all of us."

She pulled his hand up to press a kiss to his knuckles. "I genuinely appreciate your concern, Wyatt. But I assure you that what I'm feeling isn't remotely analogous to what you'd feel if I, or Hannah, asked you to have a foursome which included two other men. They're both beautiful women. I'm very much looking forward to fucking them with you."

"And what of making love?"

"That too," she agreed. "Since I suspect you're physiologically incapable of an emotionless fuck."

"I think I used up my quota in my early twenties," he agreed. "But that doesn't mean I insist on you doing the same. Why don't I just explain the situation to Hannah and Gaby? I'll tell them all of you could be with me, but that you don't swing their direction."

"Oh, how magnanimous of you. Are you sure you're capable of being that selfless? To have sex with three women in one night, but only two of them at once? I know it's a huge sacrifice."

He frowned through the windshield. "I'm trying to do the right thing here, honey."

"I know," she murmured. "If you weren't that kind of man, I wouldn't be here. But I swear on my soul that I'm not agreeing to a foursome for the wrong reason. I want to make love to all of you. Together. Because of how I feel about all of you. Ok?"

He glanced over to find her looking at him somberly. He nodded seriously and said, "Yeah. Just please promise you'll tell us if you're not comfortable with something."

"Definitely," she agreed. She then gestured toward where Hannah and Gaby were climbing from the former's car inside her garage. "Now. I suggest you tell your face to cheer up or those two beauties are going to think they've done something wrong." She smacked his arm and enthused, "Cheer up, stud! You're about to fuck three chicks at the same time."

He smiled and retorted, "More like three incredibly gorgeous women who I can't believe give me the time of day, much less can't wait to..."

"Make love to your brains out?" she quipped with a chuckle just before she opened her door.

"Something like that," he agreed as he hurried to follow her.

He caught up with Amber just as she reached Hannah's front door and passed the time while the latter locked the door and activated her security system peppering kisses along Amber's neck. She sighed in appreciation, causing Gaby to mold herself to his opposite side. He favored her with a similar treatment and got a mirroring response.

"I hope it won't kill the mood, but I find it's best to establish ground rules for these types of things at the outset."

"Fine by me," Wyatt murmured.

"No anal tonight for me," Hannah continued. "Ass play is fine, but I'm still a little sore after a scene I filmed a few days ago."

"Same for me," Amber agreed. She then glanced coquettishly at Wyatt before adding, "Although my excuse is a notably happier. Looking back, I have no idea how you did that scene in the hotel room without lube."

"Secrets of the trade," she replied conspiratorially. "But seriously, I just lubed myself up thoroughly before we started. That plus the fact that I had never in my life been more turned on was all it took."

"Ok," Wyatt interjected. "So, no anal for anyone."

"Someone's in a hurry," Amber quipped.

Gaby snickered. "That, or he's worried Hannah will break out her strap-on and not be suitably discerning in her usage."

Hannah's expression grew somewhat serious as she regarded Amber. "I've never known you to date a woman, or even heard of such a thing happening. No big deal. I've had plenty of threesomes which were just me and another chick teaming up on a guy. No pressure either way. You just need to tell us in advance if your pussy's off limits to anyone but Wyatt."

Amber pulled Hannah close and bent to kiss her. Their passion rose quickly and within moments, the taller woman was cupping her petite lover's breast through the latter's dress and pinching her hardening nipple libidinously. As their lips parted breathlessly, Amber whispered, "Does that answer your question?"

"Fucking hell, woman" Hannah retorted, sliding her hand beneath Amber's dress and up her thigh.

Amber's loud moan filled the entryway of Hannah's house and Wyatt could see her legs woggle under the onslaught of pleasure. Only the wall behind her kept her from falling as Hannah groped Amber's breast with her other hand to heighten Amber's ecstasy. He said, "I suggest we retire to a bedroom before someone hurts themself."

Gaby led the foursome up the winding staircase, with Hannah and Amber following hand-in-hand and Wyatt bringing up the rear, not even pretending to avert his eyes from the three perfect asses sultrily orbiting within the confines of each woman's skin-tight outfit. Wyatt found that he had fallen behind upon reaching the upper floor, so he quickened his steps.

Entering the master bedroom, he was confronted by an alluring contrast in feminine beauty. Amber was positioned in the middle, standing comfortably taller than her two companions in a form-fitting cream-colored dress which was enticingly offset by the black dresses worn by both Hannah and Gaby.

"Christ, you're fucking gorgeous."

"Who?" Gaby retorted with a playful smirk.

"All of you," he grunted as he approached them.

Amber stopped him with a firm finger to the sternum. The unspoken question in his expression was answered as she gracefully dropped to her knees (despite her height, which was enhanced by the eight-centimeter heels she wore) and deftly opened the front of his trousers. Without a word, she took him into her mouth and swirled her talented tongue around the head of his cock. Both Hannah and Gaby rushed to follow suit and he quickly found himself groaning helplessly as they mirrored one another, stroking each side of his shaft with their tongues while Amber continued pleasuring the head.

He tore his shirt off, ignoring the clatter of buttons as they ricocheted off the hardwood floor. It took all his will to stand firm and forestall the release his lovers playfully sought, especially considering their positioning left him unable to do anything but watch them devote themselves to his pleasure. Whether because she sensed his desires, or simply to satisfy her own, he soon found an ally in Hannah as she frantically worked to tug the straps of her lovers' dresses from their shoulders.

Amber pulled back, releasing his manhood with an audible 'pop', before slowly standing. She leaned over her companions to kiss Wyatt sloppily while he reached around her to slide the zipper of her dress down. She rolled her shoulders to free herself from the garment's confines, revealing her braless breasts to his hungry eyes. She finished disrobing, meticulously laying her dress across a nearby chair and placing her thong and shoes where no one would trip over them, before returning to the task at hand.

When Wyatt returned his attention downward, he found that Hannah had somehow managed to disrobe without taking her lips from his manhood and she was now hungrily deepthroating him. Amber kissed along her neck while Gaby stood to kiss Wyatt passionately and allow him to rid her of the troublesome dress.

As their lips parted, Gaby whispered, "I need you, Wyatt. It's been too long since the yacht."

He glanced down and received mirroring encouraging gestures, so he led Gaby to the bed. She laid down with her natural hair splayed out across the pillows, giving him an unobstructed view of her flawless brown skin and supple curves. He crawled between her legs and claimed her lips as his manhood teased her slicked folds. Her hand snaked around her thigh to align him with her entrance and pulled him closer until he obligingly sank into her welcoming heat.

"I thought I would never forget how good you feel inside me," she sighed as she pulled his body down to cover her own. "But I was so wrong. It is so much better than I remembered. So much better."

"You took the words right out of my mouth, beautiful."

He set a slow pace, recognizing that he had many needs to fulfill before he could allow himself to seek his own release. Rather than focus on the exquisite sensation of her inner walls caressing his manhood, he concentrated on his lover's impeccable body. The fact that a single human could at once be so slender, and so curvy, boggled the mind.

Wyatt noticed movement to his left and looked over to see Amber's eyes roll back in her head as Hannah dove between her thighs to lap lustily along her smooth slit. He watched, utterly transfixed, as Hannah eagerly pleasured his taller lover with her talented tongue. Amber reached out and took Gaby's hand, lacing their fingers together as the pair climbed together toward the peak of their release along diverging paths.

He rose to his knees and sped up his thrusts, giving his eyes an even more alluring feast and allowing him to tease Hannah's clit. Moans from each of the participants in the foursome quickly filled the room. Almost immediately, he felt his balls tightening, heralding his own release.

With an anxious grunt, he yanked his hips back to pull out of Gaby's slick heat. She quickly rolled over and claimed Amber's lips while Hannah rocked back into Wyatt's hand. He bent over her and kissed along her back. She rose up and claimed his lips while her hand sought out his turgid manhood. He groped her breast as their kiss deepened and he continued to tease her clit.

"I need you to fuck me," Hannah gasped as their lips parted.

They glanced around and saw that Gaby had replaced Hannah between Amber's thighs, so Hannah rotated around to climb beneath their Columbian lovers tantalizing presented pussy to feast on the offered treat while Wyatt slid back to sink between Hannah's widespread thighs and into her achingly tight core.

He quickly built up to a steady rhythm as he gazed along the sexiest chain of femininity imaginable: Hannah's petite body quivering with each thrust of his hips as she slurped on Gaby's twerking clit; Gaby eagerly finger-fucking Amber's quivering core while their Amazonian lover thrust her hips lustily, sending alluring jiggles along her supple body.

Within mere moments, the moaning filling the room increased tenfold. It was impossible to tell who was the first to find their climax, but within a handful of seconds each of the room's women was writhing in pleasure. Wyatt stilled his hips, focusing his will on not joining his partners in release while still enjoying the sight of the three women he cared for most in the throes of ecstasy.

As the panting in the room faded, Amber started crawling toward him with unguarded hunger in her eyes. "I want your cock in me," she growled libidinously.

He glanced down at his pulsing manhood playfully before replying, "Any preference as to how?"

"I do not care. Please just give it to me, babe. I need it."

He circled around her and gripped her hips firmly before sheathing himself in a single firm thrust. He kept the movement of his hips deliberate, both in deference to holding off his own release and out of respect for the fact that Amber was still recovering from her last orgasm.

Amber looked over her shoulder at him and whispered, "You feel so goddamned good, babe."

Wyatt pulled her up to claim her lips while he tweaked one of her nipples. He felt movement beneath him and released her lips to find that Hannah had climbed beneath Amber to again taste her nectar. He grunted in pleasure at the sensation of Hannah teasingly flicking her tongue along his length as he sank repeatedly into Amber's slick heat.

Gaby crawled around to suck one of Amber's nipples while she rubbed Hannah's clit. Amber glanced down and, seeing the alluring sight of Gaby's glistening fingers, murmured, "Let me."

As Wyatt watched in amazement past the mesmerizing jiggle of Amber's starboard breast, Gaby spun around to scissor with Hannah, allowing the towering blonde to pleasure both of their clits simultaneously as the exotic lovers ground their pussies together. He was amazed when she dipped her head to taste the combined nectar on offer and the excited moans from each of the women nearly sent him over the edge. He pulled back, panting heavily and trying to hold off his release by sheer force of will.

"Lay down," Amber instructed gently. She then looked down at Hannah and said, "Your turn."

"Oh, ok," Hannah mock conceded as she eagerly scrambled to straddle him and sink onto his towering shaft.

His sight of the petite stunner bouncing on his cock was soon obscured as Amber crawled up the bed and sat on his face. He gazed along her devastating curves to find her gazing down at him adoringly as he pleasured her clit with his tongue. Between the alluring combination of Amber's stunning beauty, her intoxicating taste, and her eyes half closed by lust; Wyatt was on the doorstep of nirvana. That mélange of exquisite intimacy being added to Hannah libidinous twerking was quickly threatening to dissolve the little remaining capacity he had left to prolong the experience.

Almost as if sensing his plight, Hannah grunted, "Switch with me."

"How is that fair?" Gaby complained.

"Would you just fuck him already?" came Hannah's fierce whisper. "I've got a plan."

Within moments, his pulsing cock once again found refuge, this time within Gaby's agonizingly tight core. His Columbian lover was more deliberate in her fucking, using long thrusts which took the head of his cock nearly to entrance before plunging him back into her heated depths.

"Fucking hell," Wyatt grunted into Amber's slicked folds as he felt what he could only assume was the flat of Hannah's tongue lathe his balls.

Amber glanced over her shoulder questioningly before moving to join her petite companion between his legs. The pair split their attention, with Hannah teasing Wyatt's taint while Amber sucked on his balls.

"I'm not going to last with you two doing that," he gasped.

"You two should switch," Hannah whispered between licks.

"Why?" Amber replied playfully. "Do I not look like I'm having fun?"

"Because Gaby told me she's diddled herself repeatedly to the thought of sucking his cum out of your pretty pussy."

"Is that so?" Amber retorted. She rose up to wrap her arms around Gaby and whispered in her ear, "Do you want to eat my creamy pussy, baby?"

"So much," Gaby yelped as she almost leapt off Wyatt's cock.

Amber leaned down to kiss him briefly as she murmured, "Didn't I tell you we'd all have fun?"

"You ladies are so fucking incredible," Wyatt panted as Amber swung around to face Hannah and Gaby before sinking onto his cock.

"Christ, that feels good," he stammered.

He then lost the ability to speak coherently as Amber began lustily bouncing on his throbbing manhood while Hannah sucked one of his balls into her mouth. Around Amber's twerking hips, he could see Gaby frantically trying to lap along her gushing folds and he could feel her tongue occasionally flicked along his thrusting shaft.

With a guttural roar, he welcomed his long-denied climax and erupted deep into Amber's silken depths. The sensation of his release filling her eager womb, along with the ministrations of Gaby's talented tongue, pushed his Amazonian lover over the brink to join him in ecstasy. He felt Hannah move up to join the efforts on Amber's dripping folds as their combined pleasure began streaming down the sides of his still-jerking manhood.

With a mighty sigh, Wyatt fell back onto the pillows. He pulled Amber down next to him and delivered a brief, but passionate kiss. She sighed into his lungs, causing him to glance down to where Gaby and Hannah were libidenously lapping at Amber's creamy slit. The latter noticed their gaze and, after a particularly lewd lick along Amber's dripping folds, climbed up their bodies. Just before Hannah's lips met Amber's, Wyatt saw a dollop of his seed drop onto the blonde's outstretched tongue. He felt her contented sigh rumble in her chest, and his manhood twitched at the sight of Amber eagerly licking their combined essence from Hannah's face after their lips parted.

"My God, that's so fucking sexy," he groaned.

"Want some?" Gaby mumbled around her own pearlescent mouthful.

"Gimme," Amber whispered lasciviously.

She gripped Gaby's face firmly and pulled her in for a cream-filled kiss. The three women rotated sloppy kisses according to a schedule which was undecipherable to Wyatt, but which seemed to please them mightily.

When the last of their treat had been happily swallowed, they turned their attention to him. Each kissed him thoroughly before they nestled against him and chased him into a well-deserved slumber.

Twenty-Seven

"Will there be anything else today?" the distracted cashier muttered vaguely in Wyatt's direction.

He glanced in wonder at the mound of home supplies overflowing the wholesale retail outlet's oversized cart before replying. "I think that'll cover it."

"Total comes to seven-hundred-twenty-three dollars and..."

Wyatt cut her off by handing over his freshly minted corporate card while contemplating whether or not his haul would actually fit in the modest used S.U.V. the company had purchased several weeks prior. Once outside, he saw that his fears were mostly unfounded as there would definitely be room for at least one adult human, in addition to himself, in the seven-passenger vehicle after his purchases had been loaded. He was grateful to discover that he had not miscalculated as he was scheduled to make two more stops before departing the suburbs to head back into the mountains north of Los Angeles where their newly purchased property was located.

After completing his errands, Wyatt turned toward what everyone in his life now referred to as The Compound. He laughed to himself at the moniker, which had first been proposed by one of their earliest recruits when the fledging company had toured the three houses in the far reaches of a neighborhood left fallow when the developer had gone belly up in the latest housing crisis. But just one week after moving in, he found himself thinking of their new home exclusively in those terms.

Upon arriving nearly an hour later, Wyatt went first to the largest and most luxurious house: The Studio. It was here that all of the company's scenes were filmed, either in one of the many custom renovated bedrooms or outside in or around the pool. The smallest house, which was where Wyatt lived along with Amber, Hannah and Gaby, was a modest three-bedroom home which was also where all of their post-production was done. The third house was where the remainder of the company's shareholders had at least temporary accommodations, although many still kept apartments or homes closer to Los Angeles where they stayed if they had a break from shooting.