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Alice relaxed for the first time since this morning. Tension had been high all day, and she had heard so many things that were going to change her life. Now that things were settled she felt light-headed and bubbly, and the champagne added to that feeling.
"I think I'd like one of those small cakes now."
"Of course." Victoria got up and went over to her chair and handed her the little silver tray. Before she picked one of the cakes, Alice looked up into Victoria's sparkling and smiling eyes. "Is there anything else I can get you?"
"Can I be frank?"
"Of course you can."
"Then I'd like to take advantage of my new status and ask you for a kiss. Today was the first time ever I kissed another woman, and I kind of liked it."
Victoria put down the tray and bent down to her. The sweet smell of her perfume surrounded Alice, and when she put her arms round her shoulder, she leaned back and lifted her mouth towards the much older woman. Gently Victoria nipped a few times on her lips, and then brought their lips together in a long, delicious and very exciting kiss. Alice closed her eyes and kissed back, pushing out her tongue against Victoria's mouth, which she opened willingly so their tongues could play the age-old game of twisting, tasting and fencing. The kisses were so highly erotic and unusual that she felt her panties grow damp. This woman was at least 40 years her senior, and yet she brought Alice almost in trance with her kisses. And the knowledge that her fiancé was looking at them made her even hornier. She broke the kiss and gasped for air, like an underwater swimmer diving out.
"Thank you, Victoria, that was very, very lovely and erotic. I never felt anything like it."
"You are always welcome, my dear." Victoria gave her a little pat on her cheek, and as she was standing up she let her hand trail across Alice's firm breast. While she was sitting down she said:
"Of course you have noticed that we have rather long and old-fashioned names. All new clanmembers with short and modern names are asked to take up a new name, or to call themselves the original version of their name. How would you like us to call you 'Alyssia' ?"
"You wouldn't believe it, grandmother, but that is the name I've got on my birth certificate. I don't even know where my parents got that name, but it has never been used. I was always called Alice. I'd be happy to have you call me Alyssia." She smiled to Sully and Alexander: "That's it, new life, new name."
"And now, I think you two young ones ought to go upstairs and celebrate your promises." Sully smiled to them. "Victoria and I have a few things to talk about."
Alexander hugged Alyssia. "Feel like going upstairs, dear? Sounds to me like a good idea."
"Oh, yes, it does. And if Victoria and Sully wants to look in on us a little later, shouldn't we invite them to do so?"
"Oh, my dear. So eager to take advantage of your new status?"
Alyssia looked up at him with sparkling eyes. "No, my love, but this early afternoon has made me hornier than I can ever remember, and that is what I'd like to take advantage of, if you don't mind?"
"All right, love. I'm so happy that you have got the right spirit to join the clan, actually I'm quite ecstatic. Why have them wait. Shouldn't we invite them to join us now? That is if they'd care to." Alexander held out his hand towards his grandmother, and seeing this Alyssia went over to Sully and took his arm.
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The Embassy had provided them with pleasant lodgings on Rue St. Lazare, not a great distance from the Place De l'Opera, and with all of the conveniences a young, new American wife might expect in Paris. It was an apartment, but spacious, and the other tenants seemed to be upper- bracketed Frenchmen. Paul was not discontented with the quarters... he was simply at a loss to know how to cope with this affliction that plagued his beloved Janet. Christ, he was yet to consummate his marriage......
By the time Doctor Leduc got around to leading Janet to his private consulting chambers, she found that fear had begun to take the place of the ardent desire that had been building within her throughout the day. The liqueurs -- or whatever they were -- she had been consuming one after the other had peaked her passion almost to the maddening point before supper, but with the passing of time and following what food she had eaten, all such carnal thoughts and sensations had suddenly dissipated...
Madame Leduc was in a state of yet unsated sexual desire when Paul Arden, completely spent and exhausted after three violent orgasms, collapsed into a deep, half-drunken stupor, and in disgust she had left him there atop the bed, taking her mastiffs beside her as she set off to find her husband and the proud little American bitch. Her loins ached for further satisfaction and although she had been tempted to let Vailante perform the feat as only the gallant brute could, her lascivious desire...
Once airborne, Paul Arden unfastened the safety-belt and tried to relax. He was more than just a little upset at Leduc's concern over Janet's condition. This morning, just prior to the Embassy's calling him and informing him that the Ambassador had a special mission for him to carry out in Brussels and that he was to return to Paris at once, Doctor Leduc had recommended a complete rest for Janet at some quiet sanitarium, else he would not be responsible for what was inevitably to come....
Paul had followed Leduc's automobile for the past hour, staying a safe distance behind in his own rented vehicle as they traveled the slick wet streets of Paris, crossing the fabulous city of sin. He had not believed the Doctor nor his wife when earlier in the evening at dinner, they had told him of Janet's worsened condition. But they had substantiated his greatest fear... she was addicted, yet to what particular drug Leduc had not said. My poor, sweet darling... Damn, he had wanted to...
Paul had no difficulty gaining entrance into the Palais de Plaisir once he showed proof of identity and paid the exorbitant fee. Inasmuch as the establishment only catered to notables and people of wealth, the ugly looking Frenchman at the door seemed pleased to welcome a guest from the American Embassy. He was immediately handed over into the care of an extremely attractive young Moroccan girl, whom, he was certain, would not have been yet fifteen, and whom, he felt sure, he recognized from...
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Julie Moore awoke the following morning, clear in her thinking, knowing full well what she was going to do. She had spent most of the previous evening mulling over her problems, thinking about how hard it would be to get started in New York City without a gallery, not wanting to rely on her husband's salary forever to sustain her. It was good that Randy had always earned enough money to take care of the rent and all their expenses but Julie felt that she wanted to be able to support herself,...
It was almost 9:00PM when Julie Moore finally left Philip Randolph's gallery, having been wined and dined by the amorous older man. She felt very precious and cared for, it had been a long time since any man had paid her that kind of attention and she liked it. Occasionally she and Randy went out for dinner but mostly along with several of their friends, nothing romantic or candlelit for them. On odd occasions her closest friend David would take her out for dinner when Randy was out of town...
Julie could hardly wait to talk to Philip, she sipped her coffee in her apartment and looked impatiently at the clock. Probably the gallery wouldn't open until 10:00AM damn it, she really wanted to talk to someone. Suddenly Julie Moore felt very lonely, she realized now that she didn't know anyone in New York and it was a big place. She thought of calling Larry Rutherford, he had been so good to her he would probably give her a shoulder to cry on... still she felt silly, she didn't really...
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"I gather that Alexander often has referred to our family, calling it a clan. And he is right. We are definitely not an ordinary family." "Our history goes back more than four hundred years, and every member and every major event, is recorded." "Life has been generous to our clan. As long as we have behaved according to the rules and traditions of our clan, we have been prosperous without much effort, we have been influential, and we have all lived long and active lives." "A very...
Sully led Alyssia upstairs and opened a door at the end of a long corridor. A truly Sybaritic sight met her there. A lavishly decorated room with chairs, divans, mirrors everywhere, and in the centre an enormous round bed, filled with pillows, silken blankets of various colours, and soft ropes hanging from the headrest. Large antique Japanese paintings of explicit erotic nature decorated the walls where mirrors didn't take up the space. Alyssia turned round towards Sully and invited him to...
"It was so nice of you to include my grandparents." Alexander caressed her hair while he drove the big Packard with his left hand. "And I'm so happy that you were OK, even if they are so much older than we are." Alyssia had persuaded him to take the long drive around the lake. She felt they needed to talk, and she always found it easier to be honest in the darkness of a driving car. "Well, first of all they both look incredibly good for their age, and it only felt natural after that...
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The sight that met Alyssia in the bedroom was incredible. On the round bed, on a love-bench and on the floor, eight people were fucking, sucking, touching or reaching for, each other. On the floor was Clarence, with Rosalind squatting over his head, obviously enjoying his tongue. Nobody seemed to take care of his cock, which was standing proudly upright. Alyssia went straight for it. With one hand she supported herself on Rosalinds shoulder, while she lowered herself towards the hard cock....
Six weeks had passed since the engagement/initiation-party, when Alyssia and Alexander were invited to Sunday brunch at Victoria and Sully's. The last days of September were glorious, and they chose to take the drive in the big Packard Le Baron, with the roof down. They both just adored that car, and they started out early, so they could enjoy a leisurely ride, watching the landscapes roll by and listening to the purr of the 12-cylinder engine. Just before noon they rolled up in front of the...
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