Monaco Jet Set Chronicles

Val slowly crawled over to Pierre and climbed on him and began kissing his mouth. Pierre, though exhausted, kissed her back ever so tenderly. Charlotte and Andrea watched in fascination. Andrea was proud of Pierre and Charlotte was just amazed at Pierre's developing sexual/kissing skills. Andrea sat up (as he was on the floor) to have a better view of the kissing action. Charlotte sat up herself, but she was on the bed, so of course she had a better and closer view than Andy. All were naked; no one was bothering to dress themselves. They were too tired to dress and, besides, they were enjoying this openness. It was freedom to all sit naked together. Three beautiful siblings, the fabulous Casiraghi Trio, in their birthday suits, and their favorite female companion, Mademoiselle Pozzo di Borgo. Charlotte had completely erased Thierry Rozier from all her thoughts for the moment. Thierry who? That issue is to be addressed later, for it can't be forgotten and ignored forever... at some point, Charlotte will have to face that, but not now. Now she is just enjoying life...

As Val kissed Pierre, she spoke. "Oh Pierrot, you are a fine pupil."

"You are a fine teacher," Pierre replied.

"I have so much more to teach you," Val said passionately. "But no rush. We will take it slow. Very slow. I am enjoying the taste of your sweet, young mouth, your tender, sweet kisses. You are innocent and you are sweet, Mon Pierrot. I love you as I love your brother and sister. And Alexandra too, of course I love Alex, if only she were old enough to share in this wonderful experience with us."

Andrea stood up and patted his hand on Val's fanny. "Hey now, sweet Valentine, do not speak of our baby sister. Nous t'aime, but she is a baby and precious."

Val did not stop kissing Pierre. She was completely engrossed and involved in kissing Pierre's mouth and mingling her tongue with his. But she did address Andrea's comment as she exchanged saliva with Pierre. "Mon Andrea, Mon Cher, someday Alexandra will be all grown up and sexy and she will share an experience like this with her cousins, darlings Camille and Pauline and Louis. It will be beautiful like this, our experience together tonight. Passionate and sexy and delightful."

Charlotte lay down on her tummy next to Val and Pierre and watched them longingly. "Oh Val, I do hope that Alexandra one day will experience the joy that I have felt tonight. The sensation of your tongue in my pussy at Fontvieille and eating your pussy, your wonderfully scented pussy. I love you, Valentine."

Andrea was standing over Val now. Well, not really standing. His knees were placed around her ass and he was looming over her like a man staring at his object of strongest desire. He was up straight, like a rod, perfect posture, so he was not touching her, just staring longingly. "I love you too, Valentine. Tell me that I do not have to compete for your affections against my sister Charlotte."

Val was still kissing Pierre. "Oh ma chère Charley and Mon Cher Andy, please do not make me choose between you."

"Valentine, you won't need to choose between us... no never!" said Charlotte very calmly, still sitting naked on the bed. She had her legs crossed like oriental style, so a real frontal nude was available for whoever glanced at her. "We love each other and yourself too much to ever let this be a matter of dispute. Right Andy?"

Little-Miss-Thing stood up to go to her brother's side. He stood a millimeter away from Valentine, who was somehow on top of Pierre on the bed. Char hugged him from behind, her hands resting over his chest, her head on his back, her tummy against his soft buttocks. "Mon frère chéri" "Ah, Charlotte", Andrea sighed, "ever since you were born, and mostly after Papa left us, nothing in this world has deserved more attention and protection and love from me than yourself." His hands grabbed hers. "You are the treasure I want to keep, the jewel no-one can steal, only a hero can earn you... you are perfection and it is my duty, imperfect as I am, to preserve perfection in you"

Pierre and Valentine were aroused by Andrea and Charlotte exchanging brotherly love, and started kissing harder.