Mac and I had a most wonderfully decadent and loving weekend. It was simply gorgeous. We ate food that I cant pronounce the name of and probably don't want to know the translation of. We swam and sat in the sunshine doing nothing. We met people in the hotel bar and laughed with them. We made love and had sex, we fucked and we rutted. We used each other so well that I am still hot and swollen, even though the last time we made love was after we got home last night. The mere thought of coming again makes my tummy cringe in fear of the ache it will cause and yet I can't help but shiver at the idea.

To say that the sex was mind-blowing would be an understatement. I have never felt such a rush of mixed emotions. Mac kept me on edge all through the weekend. We started teasing each other on the plane. A kiss, a touch, whispered words of lust, questions asked about desires whilst lips were bitten and ear lobes sucked. By the time we got to the hotel, we both just wanted to get to the nearest room and fuck.

Mac has been playing with my emotions, building my lust for Nicholas, asking questions that unearthed memories of him that I had forgotten. It has hurt and it made us both jealous at times and it has made us insatiable for each other. One of the things that we had toyed with before we left home was Mac allowing Nicholas to have me for a night, in much the same way as He gave me the Italian.

When He finally shut the door of the room and we both started to get undressed He managed to take me completely by surprise with what He said.

'Do you know why I allowed you to fuck Nicolas for a night?'
'Why Babe?'
'He bought you.'
My knees buckled.

While He talked to me, we fucked. He shifted our positions when He felt like it. He fucked my mouth and my ass when He felt like it. I came so many times I begged Him to stop because my tummy hurt so badly. He stopped when He felt it was enough.

This is the fantasy He told me.

We had a drink together, the three of us. Nicholas slyly offered Mac a ticket for the game if He let him have me for the night. I blushed crimson. I couldn't look at Mac. I just looked down at my drink, thinking 'what does Nicholas think I am, just a cheap whore?' I was so indignant, but my pussy felt like it was so swollen and wet. I was worried they could smell me.

Mac said no, of course. 'You think I would allow her to be treated like a worthless piece of trash?'

'Two tickets' Nicholas said.

Mac shrugged and said ok.

I still said nothing and I was more humiliated than I had ever been. I wanted to stalk out, but I knew if I did, my knees would give way and come would just ooze from me.

When it was time to leave and go home, I was sullen and resistant.

'Who do you think I am, you bastard?' I hissed at Mac.

Nick looked at me and at Mac.

'Who you are, woman, is less important than what you are and what you are is mine. What you are is a spectacular fuck. What you are is hungry for his cock. You know it, I know it, he will know it too soon and what you will do, woman is exactly what I fucking tell you. Now get your ass into the car.' Mac said. He told Nicholas to sit in the back with me.

When Mac looked in the mirror He saw me sitting straight, looking ahead, flushed. A few minutes later, He looked again. My panties were around my knees, my skirt around my hips and my tits were bare. Mac could see Nicholas's hand between my legs. He could see the back of Nicholas's head as he bit my tits. Mac could see my hands in his hair and could hear me grunting and whimpering.

When Mac looked again Nicholas was watching me from the side.

'You want me, bitch,' he said, 'Your cunt is hot and soaked.'

I moaned and Mac saw my leg go across Nicholas's thigh. Nicholas was undoing his pants, freeing his cock and I was wriggling and whimpering. Nicholas had to pull my panties off so I could get my legs wide enough apart and I was impatiently moving my ass just to get my pussy to his cock.

The rest of the way home Nicholas sat with his hands cupping my ass while I squirmed on him, pushing down to get his whole cock inside me. I held his head and devoured him, kissing and licking and whimpering at his face and mouth, sucking at his neck.

I moaned louder and I started to sob and Mac looked again to find Nicholas biting at my tits and He could see two of Nicholas's fingers moving in and out of my ass.

'You love this, bitch,' Nicholas groaned. 'Just love it.'

All I could do was moan in reply.

When we had been home for a while, I appeared in our room. Mac was standing there and I looked a mess. All I had on was Nicholas's shirt.

'Well?' Mac said.
'Well what?' I said.
'I have been listening to you for three hours. Do you want me to stop it?' He asked.
'Ask me in another three hours.' I bent to rummage around the bedside drawer. 'I am sorry, I didn't realise I was so loud.'
'All I hear are words like yes and god and don't stop and Nicholas, oh Nick.' Mac looked at me curiously as I straightened back up. 'What have you got there?'

I blushed. 'He sent me to get these.' I showed Mac my dildos. We heard a voice from up the hall.

'Sarah, get your fucking whore cunt ass back here now.' Nicholas said. I moaned and moved towards the door, almost running to get back to him.

Mac made sure that He would be able to come in whenever He wanted and later when He noticed a lull in the noise, He was curious and came to see. I was tummy down, ass up. Nicholas was mounted behind me, his cock balls deep in my ass, thrusting in and out. Nicholas had a big dildo in his hand and he was fucking my cunt with it. I was quieter because I had been tightly gagged. My hands were tied behind my back. I was helpless.

Nicholas stopped thrusting when he saw Mac. He watched for what Mac would do. Mac moved to me and pulled aside the gag. He leaned in close to my face.

'Do you want me to stop this?' He asked.
'Make it never stop, please?' I moaned. 'Make it never stop.'
'Well Nick, while her mouth is free...' and Mac pushed His cock into my mouth and let me suck it until He came over my face and in the side of my mouth.

As Mac stood Nicholas reached down and took the semen from my cheek and wiped it onto his cock.

'Thanks,' he said. 'Slips in easier.'

Later again Mac came to the door when another silence made Him curious. I was on my knees between Nicholas's legs, gently licking his thigh while he slept. Mac watched while I licked around Nicholas's groin, sucking, kissing, mewling softly, trying hard to wake him with my tongue. As Nicholas started to stir, Mac turned and walked away. He heard the sound of Nicholas's hand hitting my cheek as He left.

'Fucking bitch...I was asleep.' And then the noise of lust started again.

I loved it, every second of it. I loved being so decadent with Mac and with Nicholas because of Mac. I loved being sold like a cheap and nasty whore. I loved the names that Mac used Nicholas to call me and the lust I felt. I loved the orgasms (God how I loved the orgasms) and I loved being in Mac's arms at the end. We loved each other so much.

Later that night, after we had bathed and eaten, we sat in the hotel bar with a heap of people around that we didn't know. We couldn't keep our hands off each other. A cheek stroked, hands held, hair tucked behind an ear, a pat on the ass, fingers resting on a thigh. We told each other silly jokes and interspersed our conversation with 'great sex,' 'incredible sex' 'wonderful sex' 'mind-blowing sex.'

I don't know if it was our laughter or our love that attracted other people but soon we had made some friends and there were more jokes and more laughing and no matter how many people there were, I couldn't take my eyes off Mac. At that point in the evening when the room was at it's loudest and two or three people were sharing the limelight and trying to get the attention of the rest, I laughed at a joke someone told and reached for Mac's hand. He leaned into my ear and I knew He was going to say 'great sex' and I smiled before He even got to utter a word.

'I ache loving you' He said and He completely stole my breath away. I hid my face in His neck so I could try and compose myself before facing people again. I was too happy. So happy it hurt.

I will never love anyone like this ever again. Mac is my One and it is ok that I will never share this with anyone else.

Having it once in a lifetime is more than I could ever wish for.

God. I love Him so much.