Wet Heat

It was almost dark when Jack and Camilla arrived back. They had the air of a couple who had only just stopped holding hands as they came into the house. Camilla had a pink and satisfied look about her.

Jennifer was in the living room playing cards with Cassie, Abigail and Sebastian when they came in. She didn't look up. She was surprised how quickly she stopped caring about Jack's betrayal. Another round of delicious orgasms with Cassie had helped. And the tantalisingly promised threesome with Vanessa of course.

She didn't look up but she couldn't resist asking in a sardonic, slightly mocking tone,

"Have fun?"

"Erm, yes," Jack replied awkwardly.

Camilla sat on one of the sofas and picked up her book while the four of them at the card table continued to play.

Jack awkwardly sat on a sofa near Camilla. They kept looking at each other and it was clear that they wanted to be touching.

It was an awkward evening and Jennifer went to bed early.

She was already asleep when Jack opened the door and entered the room. It might have been hours later.

She sat up and looked at him. The room was pitch black but there was a dim light coming in from the hallway.

"What are you doing here?"

He paused, uncertainly. He looked very unsure of himself, something that was very rare with him.

"Erm, I'm coming to bed."

"Isn't there someone else's bed you'd rather be in?"

Her tone was matter of fact, not accusatory or hurt or bitchy. Just the honest truth.

He said nothing, just hovered in the doorway.

"I think you'd better go to her, Jack."

He nodded and left, shutting the door.

"Thank God," thought Jennifer, leaning back in the darkness. She'd been wearing a nightgown she'd borrowed from Cassie, she couldn't bear to be naked round Jack right now, but it felt uncomfortably heavy on her and it was with relief that she stripped it off her.

She stretched out, naked and alone in the large double bed and let the darkness take her.

Camilla and Jack didn't go for another walk the next day but they barely left her room either.

Jennifer had risen late after a night of deep, undisturbed sleep. The best sleep since arriving in Brazil. She slipped a borrowed dress from Cassie over her naked body and made her way to the breakfast room.

The sisters seemed to dress almost exclusively in white but the dress Jennifer had borrowed was a light brown with little yellow flowers and it fell long and straight from her shoulders to the floor. It was very low cut and while Jennifer didn't have much cleavage to work with, her pointy nipples very clearly poked through the fabric. Might as well work with what she had she thought.

After breakfast, Sebastian asked her to join him in his study. Jennifer had never been in his study before. It was very much as she had imagined though, a large untidy desk and books and papers everywhere, on shelves but also just piled up on the floor.

There was a large map of the Amazon basin on one wall and a painted portrait of a young woman on the other. The woman was very beautiful in a low cut 1970s style dress. Jennifer realised after a while that it was Emma in her youth.

The one thing that surprised her was the very modern looking computer on the desk. Sebastian saw her looking and laughed.

"Yes, some of the modern world does make its way here. I've thought about getting a satellite link to get the Internet but that seems like too much you know?"

He gestured for Jennifer to sit in a battered leather armchair by a fireplace. The grate was unlit and Jennifer couldn't imagine that it ever would be. Sebastian offered her hot, bitter coffee and sat opposite her in a matching armchair.

"How are you my dear?"

His tone was avuncular but he seemed to genuinely care. She didn't have to ask what he was referring to.

She paused though, unsure how to answer.

"I am ... I am OK. I think."

He looked at her searchingly.

"Yes. Yes, I believe you are. It's a wonderful place this, nothing seems to matter too much here. It can make people act a little strangely at times though. "

He paused. Jennifer wasn't sure if he was referring to Jack's infidelity or something else entirely.

"And Cassandra's been keeping you company?"

"Yes, she's been wonderful."

Jennifer suddenly pictured Cassie lying stark naked on her bed with her legs spread open waiting for Jennifer to pleasure her.

"Truly wonderful."

"I'm so glad. For you both. Cassandra loves it here but she could do with a bit of, well, variety, you know. All the girls could. That's why I can't really blame Camilla, even though I don't like what it means for you."

He paused again.

"I'm sure Cassandra has told you all about our arrangements out here? You must think us terribly debauched, all sharing the same lovers, but it works for us all."

"I.. I think I'm beginning to see that."

"You do? Oh good. I like you Jennifer. I'm glad you're here, at least for now. And we've not shocked you too much. "

"No. Not at all."

And oddly it was true. She had been shocked but Cassie had been so open and matter of fact about everything but Sebastian was right, it was hard to care too much about anything in this unending hot, sticky heat.

"What about you Sebastian? What do you do for variety?"

A wicked thought had suddenly flared in Jennifer's mind. And a sudden memory of a glimpse of impressively large penis up in the gazebo.

"Who me?" Sebastian laughed in an offhand manner, "Oh, I'm alright. Vanessa is more than enough for any man, although..."

For the first time since he'd met her, he let his eyes trail over Jennifer's body under the thin dress, his eyes catching on her prominent nipples.

"Don't you fancy something different though, Sebastian? At least every once in a while."

"Well, I mean, yes, sometimes ..."

Hot, wanton lust suddenly flooded Jennifer. However good Cassie had made her feel, her loins were suddenly aflame with a fire that only a good hard fuck from a man could quench.

She stared deep into his eyes and felt an answering lust ignite within them.

"Jennifer. You don't have to do this. "

"I want to."

She slid out of the chair and onto her knees and crawled towards him, her eyes locked on his. She reached his crotch and started to undo his fly. He didn't resist.

She reached in and gripping his hard member freed it from his trousers.

He was enormous. She had always thought Jack was big but Sebastian's cock was godlike.

She licked her lips and greedily sunk her mouth over it.

Still not as good as licking pussy, she thought, but she'd never enjoyed sucking a cock as much as this one. Feeling the immensity of it in her mouth, and the sheer thrilling naughtiness of what she was doing.

It made her feel bad and naughty and wanton and very, very wet.

Sebastian wasn't resisting anymore, but he was running his hands through her hair and calling her his sweet, his darling, his little lovebird.

After almost choking from taking him as deep as she could, she looked up at him with lust filled eyes.

"Take me now, daddy."

She'd never called a man daddy before. Always thought it was weird, but it felt right with Sebastian.

"Yes, my sweet," he replied.

She stood up and bent over his desk, lifting the long dress to show him her pink, wet, glistening cunt.

He came up behind her and pushed the tip of his huge member up against her entrance, just getting her ready to receive him and then he pushed it in.

"Fuck, you're tight," he said.

"Oh fuck, you're big," she replied.

He took her both hard and tender. He felt considerably bigger inside her than Jack ever did, longer and thicker, and she felt her pussy stretching to receive him, but she was so wet and horny that her pussy didn't resist. And it just felt so good.

"Oh fuck me, daddy, harder, harder. "

His hands were on her tits reaching up around and under the dress until he lifted it up over her head so she was completely naked for him.

She braced herself on the desk so she could lean back into him, letting his hands squeeze and fondle her. It felt so good having his hands on her tits as he fucked her.

"Oh fuck," she said as she felt a welcomely familiar feeling welling inside her.

"Oh fuck." It seemed like Jack was about to lose his claim as the only man who could make her come with his dick. The thought pleased her.

"Harder, daddy, give it to me, make me come, make me come."

He was grunting and puffing now, she could tell he was pushing himself to the limit but he did as he was asked and fucked her harder, his huge dick pistoning inside her.

Oh fuck, here it came.

"Yes, daddy, daddy, yes. Like that. Oh fuck. I'm coming. I'm coming."

She tossed her long hair back in sheer delight as the most delicious orgasm took her over.

With a final satisfied thrust he pushed himself deep inside her quivering pussy. She could actually feel his huge cock throbbing and pulsing inside her in a way that could only mean he was unloading himself inside her.

Afterwards, when she'd cleaned herself up and smoothed down her dress, she kissed Sebastian lightly on his lips and made her way barefoot out of his study.

Cassie was sitting on a chair in the hallway reading a book and she looked up when Jennifer emerged.

"Really? With Papa? You couldn't wait for Henrique to get back?"

Jennifer smirked, "I guess not. Do you mind?"

"Oh no," said Cassie brightly. "As long as there's enough left for me."

"Oh yes," said Jennifer, "more than enough for you," leading Cassie upstairs.

to be continued...