A/N: I'm enjoying writing this :) Possibly, that's why the chapters are churning out so quickly. Okay, so let the sex party begin. You were warned previously, but let me warn you again, strong and detailed sexual scenes ahead!

The Countessa

It took a while for full cognitive function to return, but it was aided considerably when he remembered to start breathing again. He smoothed his left hand over his right forearm, still able to feel the ghost of her dress on his skin.

Breathing out, he glanced around the room, unsurprised to see that everyone was too engaged in their own conversations to notice his exchange with their hostess. In the unexpected moment of privacy he'd been granted, he took the opportunity to recalibrate himself.

One hour.

In an hour he'd find her, take her upstairs and he'd have the opportunity to live out so many of his dreams and fantasies.

However, there was still a matter of that hour first, an hour to have some fun, to blow off steam and get himself into a condition where he would last more than five minutes. Glancing down at his crotch, he knew that certainly wasn't the case right now, his pants were straining around his erection and his boxers were already sodden. But before he could think of what to do about it, the guests started getting to their feet and moving to the next room, some heading through the door that joined the two rooms and a few moving past him presumably to use another entrance.

He was pulled with the crowd heading out to the hall. The corridor stretched deep to the house. There was an ornate staircase against the wall on the right and beyond it the hall split in two suggesting a service area and restroom but he could explore it later.

Stepping into the second reception room it was set up similarly to the first room, though it was a fraction smaller so that there was only one kingsize bed in the centre of the room. The bed was currently occupied by a completely naked woman, the Countessa. She had ivory pale skin, a full figure and long raven hair and at her side was a large purse that held untold secrets.

Everyone crowded in eager for the show.

Jack watched with rapt attention as the Countessa removed toy after toy from that unremarkable looking purse and began demonstrating their extraordinary uses. As promised, she asked for audience participation about 10 minutes in, though most of the men raised their hands she surprised nearly everyone, and fulfilled all the guys fantasies, by selecting a woman.

It was at this point Jack removed his pants and boxers, stowing them behind a sofa for safe keeping, the press of the material against his cock suddenly unbearable. He was so enraptured with the show that he barely noticed the gaze of one woman eyeing him hungrily. But notice it he did. A cursory glance confirmed that the skinny blondes attentions were briefly held on him, she stood out as being one of the few people that hadn't bothered to wear a mask that evening, but as the moans from the bed became more excited both their gazes were pulled back to the centre of the room.

The Countessa now had two female assistants, one plunging a large vibrating cock in and out of her body whilst the other was tweaking her nipples and kissing her deeply. Her moans seemed to be echoing around the room, but in truth it was others taking the opportunity to join in the fun. One man sat on a couch watching the scene while his partner wrapped her lips around his shaft, head bobbing up and down, somehow keeping the same rhythm as the vibrator disappearing into the Countessa. On another sofa sat a couple, the gents mouth on his partners throat and his hand beneath her dress, the shifting of the material clearly conveying to the actions taking place beneath.

A groan echoed up from his own throat and he closed his eyes for a moment as he took a firm grip of his cock. He'd forgotten how immersive this experience was, surrounded by pure hedonistic pleasure. He felt a shift of the air in front of him and opened his eyes to be faced with the skinny blonde standing facing him, placed just so that his view of the Countessa was not obstructed but her voluptuous chest seemed to take up most of his field of vision her red dress hanging around her hips.

'Enjoying the show?'

'Definitely.' he answered, his cock throbbing in his grip.

'What's your name?'

'Apollo.'

'I like it, I'm Catriona. Would you like to come on my tits?'

'W-what?' he stammered.

'You look pretty damned close, Apollo. It's gotta go somewhere, hasn't it?' She said resting her hands on his hips and carefully kneeling down in front of him his throbbing member inches from her chest. 'That is one fine looking cock.'

Her breath breezed over his sensitive skin making him groan loudly.

'Jesus.' he hissed.

He moaned again as Cartriona's hand moved from his hip and her finger tips smoothed over his forearm. Needing no further invitation, he began moving his hand up and down his shaft.

His gaze was torn between the Countessa flailing on the bed in the throws of her third or fourth orgasm and the woman knelt before him, her eyes fixed on his minstrations one hand between her thighs and the other on his hip to steady them both. His ears were consumed with pleasure-filled moans and groans.

He felt his orgasm building, fizzing and whirring at the base of his spine.

Then in a flash it was on him as his eyes were pulled to the corner of the room where Azure entered attired only in a lacy white suspender belt, stockings and heels.

'Fuck.' he groaned crunching forward slightly, his hand still gripping and pulling his dick as spurts of cum covered Catriona's breasts, her moan of approval seemed to echo through his core shaking the last vestiges of orgasm from his body.

'Fuck.' he hissed again as a shudder ran it's course up and down his body and his penis began to soften in his hand.

Catriona stood slowly and carefully. Her chest was puffed out proudly, almost as if she were wearing his spunk as a badge of honour. She made a show of bringing the hand that had been between her thighs to her mouth and sucking her fingers.

'That was fun.' she said with a grin.

'Sure was.' he replied, his smile equally broad.

'Welcome to the club, Apollo.' Catriona said with a wink before disappearing back into the throng.

Glancing around the room,he noticed that the Countessa appeared to be coming to the end of her display, the buzzing of toys had abated and she looked considerably more dishevelled than she had done 15 minutes ago. However she was still putting on a show, the woman she was still making out with was now straddled across her lap being rewarded for her assistance with skilled fingers working her clitoris and a tall, lanky fellow was getting ready to join in the action, rolling a condom quickly down his shaft.

While worth a look, it wasn't what he wanted to see,. That vision that appeared as he came was gone from the room. It seemed that many people were now starting to move from the room and find their own little spot for some fun.

He was seriously considering looking for Az even though only 20 minutes had passed when he heard a familiar voice sound behind him.

'Hey, stranger.'

A/N: Still having fun? I am ;)