CHOCOLATE, TEA AND THE DUCHESS (21 page)

loud and satisfying.

Three more and Phillip was hard as stone. His cock protruded between the

padded rungs.

"Felicity, take Phillip in your mouth."

Without question, she did as Alex ordered; the warmth of her mouth was

heavenly. With his concentration torn between his aching ass and his worshipped cock,

Phillip had no idea which one felt better. His cock plunged deeper into her mouth with

each slap of the strap.

Phillip received twenty lashes with the strap, leaving his ass with that familiar

sting that reminded him of who he was. The difference was he no longer felt unworthy

of happiness. He enjoyed the harshness of the punishment because it got his blood

pumping, his heart racing. The sting reminded him of what was to come, and now, of

the man who'd inflicted such wonderful pain.

Alex released the restraints and stopped Felicity before she brought Phillip to

completion. After a moment to reorient himself, Phillip picked her up in his arms and

kissed her tenderly, his way of telling her she had pleased him. When he put her again

on her feet, she went behind him and kissed his reddened buttocks.

"He really reddened you, my love."

"As I plan to do to you, right now."

He patted her lightly on the bottom as he brought her to the chair.

"I fear I have neglected you, my darling."

Alex stood to the side, watching. Phillip was quite aware of his presence, the

tension building.

"Would you prefer to administer her spanking while I hold her, Alex?"

"Indeed, I would."

"I thought you might wish to do so. Turn and face me. Place your hands on my

shoulders and don't let go."

She nodded and raised her arms high to grip Phillip's shoulders.

Alex said, "Bend forward and spread your legs wide, dear," just before the first

whap of the paddle struck her bottom.

Felicity was rocked to her core when Alex let fly with the paddle. Phillip leaned

forward to kiss her forehead and whisper encouraging words.

"Don't tense," he said, as another wallop struck her.

"That really stings." She cried, tears streaking down her face.

"Yes, but it makes what comes later so much better, you remember that, don't

you?"

"Oh, yes."

Alex stopped momentarily and placed two fingers inside her quim. "You are

really enjoying this, aren't you?"

"I always do," she said, her voice ragged, her breath shallow.

"Yes, I believe Phillip has indoctrinated you properly." Another strike hit her

unawares. Her bottom stung, her quim throbbed, yet she wanted more.

"Don't stop."

Three in rapid succession tested her resolve. Her legs shook, her fingers bit hard

into Phillip's skin. He'd put his hands on her elbows to support her, while Alex spanked

her. It was glorious.

When Alex finished she had no doubt she'd been well spanked. She'd come to

look forward to it, just as Serenity and Desiree had said she would. It pleased her

husband when she asked for them, and she looked forward to asking Alex as well.

Phillip pulled her into his arms and held her there while she cried. Spankings

were a catharsis, a way to focus on her needs. Within minutes, she was composed, her

bottom deliciously on fire.

She walked to Alex, who stood with one elbow perched on the mantel. She

kissed him and thanked him for her spanking. While Phillip donned a dressing gown

and poured himself another glass of wine, Felicity began to undress Alex. She wouldn't

allow him to do a thing for himself; she took care of it all.

As she removed each piece of his fine clothing, she folded it slowly and

deliberately, and placed it on the chair. With his muscular chest bare, she teased his

nipples, sucking, licking, biting. She wasn't gentle; she was sure he wouldn't wish her to

be.

She placed her hand on the fall of his trousers, massaging his erect cock through

the fabric.

"It would seem your cock has some expectation of what is to come."

Alex's eyes widened. "Phillip, did you hear our little one, here? It would seem

she's picked up some of our bad language."

Phillip simply nodded and chuckled. "She never ceases to amaze me."

"Nor me. And, my dear, to answer your question, we both have great

expectations, and I dare say, with your help, they shall come true."

"Presumptuous, don't you think, Phillip, darling?"

"Alex is nothing if not that, my dear."

She had Alex slip off his shoes as she took her time unbuttoning his trousers. Her

heart flipped with excitement. She hooked her thumbs in the waistband and dragged

the garment down over his slim hips and bottom and legs. When they reached his feet,

he stepped out of them. With the removal of his stockings, he stood before her

gloriously nude.

His body was firm and well-shaped. She walked around him, touching and

pinching as was her wont. His bottom held particular fascination for her, for she

lingered behind him, pressing herself against him while holding his cheeks in her

hands.

She looked over at her husband, who smiled approvingly. She felt a surge of

great pleasure at being able to give him this life.

"Phillip, I believe he is all yours."

Phillip stepped forward and took up the strap Alex had left on a table. Felicity's

quim clenched when she heard the words she knew could make Phillip erect in a

second.

"Bend over the back of the chair, Alex, and brace yourself on the arms."

Alex's legs were stretched out and spread wide. The sight was beautiful. He had

enthusiastically posed himself, his wonderful ass high.

Felicity thought to distract Alex, so she knelt in the chair and played with his

hair, kissed him, even placed her breast in his mouth. Phillip applied the strap and Alex

took each lash, moaning his approval.

Felicity counted ten and removed herself from the chair, going around to the side

and underneath Alex. Phillip stopped momentarily as she settled herself. She wrapped

her hand around his cock and said, "Oh, my, it seems you like this," mimicking what he

had said to her earlier during her spanking.

"Vixen." He growled, as the strap came down hard once again. She took his cock

in her mouth and sucked him, his taste salty on her tongue.

Felicity knew she lived an aberrant life, if one was to judge, but it was her life

and that of her husband, whom she'd grown to love. Then there was Alex, who had

come into their lives, almost as a gift. He made Phillip happy, and as an added bonus,

she had grown to care for him as well.

She teased Alex's cock with her mouth, as Phillip lashed his buttocks with three

last, harsh strikes. When he finished, Felicity rubbed, licked, and kissed the inflamed

flesh. Alex turned, lifted her to her feet and kissed her, his tongue seeking the warmth

of her mouth, his lips claiming a part of her. It was a long, passionate kiss, one that

filled Felicity with tingles. Felicity felt him reach just beyond her shoulder. She turned

her head and saw Alex had grabbed Phillip and was drawing him closer. She felt

sandwiched between these two extraordinary men. It was an amazing feeling.

Alex took Phillip's mouth as fiercely as he had taken Felicity's. Phillip clung to

Alex, their arms entwined around each other and around her.

Alex broke the kiss, his body tense, his breath coming in gasps. He skimmed his

hands over Phillip's jaw, his thumb rubbing Phillip's kiss swollen lips. Felicity saw him

smile, and then he whispered, "I want to fuck your ass, Phillip, bend over."

Alex had never been so hard or so desirous of intercourse in his thirty years.

Phillip's lashes had been like kisses, promises of things to come. He was invigorated, in

need of the connection with Phillip that only intercourse provided.

Phillip went to the bed and bent over the side. The two men temporarily forgot

about the lady in the room, while their savage need to be together overshadowed all

rational thinking.

"I'm going to fuck you until you can't see straight," Alex said, as he oiled his cock

and Phillip's anus. He jammed two fingers inside Phillip, the other man groaning as the

burn must have taken him by surprise. Roughly fucking him with his fingers, Alex tried

to relay to Phillip the need he was feeling.

"Prepare yourself, Phillip."

"I've never been more ready."

Alex placed his cock at the entrance and slowly, steadily pushed forward

without stopping. Phillip clutched the counterpane, emitting groans, sounding needy.

Alex couldn't prevent himself from pushing with such force, knowing he was making it

difficult for Phillip to remain on his feet. Each thrust hitched Phillip forward. Alex

buried himself inside Phillip's body, stroking ever deeper.

His need was primal, intense. Phillip fully responded, pushing back when he

could, otherwise, taking the pounding. Alex had thought of little else all day, the dark

need for Phillip coloring every thought, every action. He knew he wouldn't last, so he

took his pleasure with ferocity. No more than five thrusts later, he came with a growl.

He ground into Phillip's ass, taking every bit of his due, Phillip's muscles milking every

drop from him.

His body spent, his muscles tense, yet causing him to shudder again and again,

he bent over the body of his partner, his lover, his friend. Emotion bubbled to the

surface as though he'd held it back for a lifetime.

Into Phillip's ear, he whispered, "I love you." Words he'd never spoken to another

living soul. He'd finally found someone worthy of hearing them.

Phillip twisted his head toward Alex's licks on his ear. Alex leaned in, Phillip

turned even more, until their lips met in a deep kiss that touched his soul, the seal, the

implied agreement, the pledge to care for Phillip for as long as they both still wanted.

Phillip's response held all he needed to know, even without the words.

Quiet moments passed, as the men recovered from the frenzy of their love

making. Then Alex spoke. "Come into our lair, little one. There are surprises that await

you."

Felicity dropped the wrapper she'd been wearing and got onto the large bed. She

was positioned in the middle as each of the men took their places to her sides. Together

they kissed her, suckled her breasts until she seemed to lose her mind with pleasure.

Alex teased her quim, while Phillip broke away momentarily, bringing back the largest

of the phalluses. It was well-oiled. Alex saw her eyes grow large as he turned her over

onto her stomach and helped her to her knees.

He inserted two fingers inside her bottom, stretching her as she fidgeted,

undoubtedly against the burn. "Relax, darling," he said soothingly, as he removed his

fingers and Phillip replaced them with the glass phallus.

"Stop," she said, her breath a gasp. Alex felt her body release the tension and

soon she began to push back and then rock her hips, taking the phallus to its hilt. Alex's

thumb circled her clitoris as Phillip fucked her ass with the phallus, in preparation for

the biggest surprise of the night.

Alex watched the faces of the two most precious people in his life, amazed at

how fortunate he was to be in their company. The intimacy they shared solidified how

right he was for them. He cared not what others might think; this made their lives

worth living. Phillip smiled as his wife received the gift for which she'd begged. Felicity

seemed lost in a world of pleasure.

Alex continued to pleasure Felicity until he eased her into her release. Her body

seized, and each man coaxed her through the spasms that overtook her. At her peak,

she screamed, and Alex knew that was a sound he'd never tire of hearing.

As she recovered, they cosseted her, holding, kissing, whispering low, words

that really didn't matter. Later, as they lay in each other's arms, in momentary rest,

Felicity turned and kissed her husband. "I love you, my dearest darling, I love you."

Phillip seemed taken aback, but quickly recovered. He held Felicity's face gently

in his large hands. "My dear wife, I could not love you more. You have given me that

for which I had no right to ask. I shall spend the rest of my life showing you that I do

not take the gift of acceptance lightly."

They kissed again, the emotion in the room high. She then turned to kiss Alex as

well. The men exchanged kisses, at the end of which Phillip surprised Alex by saying, "I

love you, too."

Through the tears that inevitably followed, a bond was forged. They held each

other, kissed, hugged. Alex had never been so sure of any turn his life had ever taken.

He'd never expected to be a part of such a wonderful partnership, but then, luck had

never been in his favor.

Putting aside the past, he wrapped his arms a bit tighter around the two people

who had so quickly become his entire life. They dozed, recouping their collective

energy.

With the tension gone, relaxation having taken its place, Felicity spoke at last.

"All right, gentlemen, I believe I'm in the mood for chocolate
and
tea."

~The End~

About the Author

Brita Addams grew up in upstate New York but has lived in southern Louisiana for

many years. She is an avid reader, particularly of biographies and anything historical.