"It will soon be time to open the bistro," Armand said.
"Are you telling me I have to leave?" Leslie said.
"No, of course not. I just wanted you to know you will not be able to stay here all day."
Naked, she leaned up on one elbow, and twirled her fingers through the curls at his chest.
"You're a good teacher, Armand," she whispered
"And you are a good student," he said.
"Oh, my God!" Leslie said, when she saw Rick standing in the doorway. He was totally naked, and Leslie pulled at the sheet to cover herself.
"It's just me," Rick said, and he grinned.
"Where's Judy?"
"She'll be along shortly."
"I invited your American friends to return so together we can give you more lessons," Armand said.
"I … I don't know what to say," Leslie said.
"Come on, Leslie," Rick said. "Don't tell me you're getting shy again. Besides, you don't have to say anything – you just have to do."
"Ah, and she will do many things my friend. You will see how much she has learned."
Leslie was embarrassed that Judy was not there yet, and she knew neither what to do, nor what to say. It was Judy who started her on this new path of liberation, but Judy was not with them now, and she felt concerned that she was betraying a friend.
"When will she be here?" Leslie said.
"When you've had some more fun. After all, you haven't made it with two men yet," he said.
"Neither has Judy."
Rick frowned. Then he nodded, smiled and stepped closer to the bed, his cock bobbing at her face.
"But-"
"No 'buts'. She doesn't want to take any pleasure away from you," Rick said.
Leslie tried to keep her eyes focused on Rick's, but she could not resist the temptation, and lowered them over his chest, his stomach, and cock.
"Go on, my friends," Armand said.
Leslie licked her lips as she watched the bobbing member. Then, as if from years of practice, she reached out and delicately balanced her fingertips under it. She slipped her tongue from between her lips, and brought it to the salty wetness of his pre-come. Strangely, it had a champagne taste, but it was far from sweet.
She rearranged her hand and gripped his cock more firmly. Instead of taking the head all the way into her mouth, she began to lick, as if she were licking a lollypop. It was the way Armand had taught her and the way she had seen Judy do it with Rick.
"Mmmmm," she said. Still on the bed, she went up on her knees.
As she savored the taste of Rick's cock, Armand was behind her, and apparently he liked what he saw. He gripped her ankles and spread her legs apart. He stroked her ass, fingered her pussy, and crawled closer to her on his knees.
"What are we…"
She licked.
"Going to do when…"
She licked again.
"… when Brandon comes to Paris?" she said. She finally finished her sentence, then pulled most of Rick's cock into her mouth.
"I guess you'll have to let him join us," Rick said.
She brought her mouth quickly away. "That's not funny."
"I wasn't trying to be funny. You're doing a bang-up nice job on my cock."
Armand was doing a bang-up job too, as he had all night. He released her legs and lifted under her belly, pulling her more to her knees.
"Pussy only," she said, letting Rick's cock pop from her lips for just a moment. Her ass was for Brandon, if he wanted it, she thought, and she went back to working on Rick's cock with her lips.
"Of course, only the pussy," Armand said. He pressed his own cock against her and her pussy seemed to devour it, sucking it deep inside.
"Such a strange girl. She does not want the cock in the ass."
"Shut up," Leslie said, then she hummed her approval at the way Armand was stroking her pussy. It was so hard for her to believe that just two days ago, she had been so repressed. Now she felt freedom, and she wanted to do everything there was to do – everything but one.
She liked the way Rick's cock felt in her hand, and she liked the way Armand's cock felt in her pussy. Armand move in and out of her, jamming as far as he could go, and she kept wiggling her ass, wanting him to jam it in even farther.
It was a deliciously new feeling to have one cock in her pussy and another in her hand and mouth, and she rocked her ass back against Armand, as she rocked away from Rick's cock. She set up a kind of slow and gentle ballet of carnal pleasure, forward and backward. Cock in her mouth, cock in her pussy, cock sliding backward, cock sliding forward. In and out, back and forth, oh, yes!
She loved when she had this kind of control, but the men were getting excited and they were losing their own control, and they were moving too fast. It was no longer a ballet, but a slam dance, and that was good too. Armand was slamming his cock into her pussy. Rick was moving his hips, thrusting back and forth as if he were fucking her mouth.
Let them fuck her, let them fuck her hard, whether they were fucking her pussy or her mouth. They controlled the speed, but she controlled the dos and the don'ts of the situation. At any moment she could stop, leaving them both frustrated, but she did not want to stop. She loved being fucked and she loved sucking cock. She loved satisfying herself and others.
This was the way it was always meant to be. It was the way it should have been with Brandon from the beginning; but he was afraid of her, and she was afraid of him.
This was it. This was heaven, the carnal heaven she had wanted for the entire three years of her marriage.
She was feeling it, yes. She was feeling it, the tingles, ripples and shocks of pleasure that went through her entire body. She felt it, not only in her pussy and her mouth and tongue; but in her brain, down her spine, through her whole body.
Oh, yes, this was it!
She could feel that Rick was going to come, and she quickly withdrew her face from his cock, and his come spurted against her forehead, and it rolled over her eye and down her cheek.
"Oui, oui, oui," Armand said, and he relaxed, and Leslie knew he had come too.
"Oh, God, yes," Leslie said. "You don't know how wonderful I feel right now."
"You'll feel a lot more wonderful in a little while," Rick said.
Leslie looked up at Rick, and she was confused by the look on his face.
"Why?" she asked.
"Because it will get better," Rick said, and smiled.
Perhaps Judy would come and that would make it a little better, but it would not be until Brandon came to her and understood that she would be truly happy.
She wiped Rick's come from her face and licked it from her fingers. She knew she was driving the men insane with the visual image, but she wanted to fuck some more. Armand seemed exhausted from hours of sex, and Rick seemed exhausted too.