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  She got back on his lap, and pulled her underwear to the side, lining up Adam's cock with her entrance.

  She eased down onto it, moaning as she felt herself getting filled, inch by inch, with his big dick.

  Adam moaned as she impaled herself on his cock. She bounced up and down, with Adam bringing up his hips to meet his thrusts.

  Every time his curved dick slid into her, it brushed against pleasurable places inside her that no other cock had before.

  It didn’t take long before she was on the brink of an orgasm, writhing around on his cock desperate for a small amount of friction against her clit so she could cum.

  Adam seemed to be able to tell what she was trying to do. Without stopping the movements of his hips, he brought a finger around, reaching under her skirts.

  His fingers explored her thighs and outer folds. He elicited a gasp as his fingers brushed against her clit, and he began to rub the spot with a finger.

  Her pussy clenching around his member as she reached her high.

  Adam came after a few more pumps, bellowing as he pumped the noblewoman full of his cum.

  She stayed on his lap, his now limp dick still inside her, for a while longer as they both caught their breath.

  As Nicoline rested her head against his sturdy chest, she allowed her mind to wander.

  She imagined how scandalized her family would be if they found out that she had fucked a working-class man who lived in a one bedroom apartment in the bad part of town. Especially one she had only met that day!

  Some of her friends would be embarrassed to even talk to her.

  Noblemen would look down on her. Sluts were fun, but not wife material. She would never get another marriage proposal again.

  The thoughts didn’t bother her much. If anything, the taboo aspect of the sex turned her on. Nobody would find out.

  And anyway, it was hard to care with Adam’s strong arms embracing her. Soon, she could feel his cock beginning to harden again.

  She smiled suggestively. "Time for round two?"

  Adam nodded eagerly. "But this time, I want you completely naked."

  Wordlessly, she undid a button and a bow. Her dress dropped to her feet.

  “You’re so beautiful,” he said reverently.

  Something about his tone made Nicoline pause. “Was that your first time?”

  Adam nodded shyly.

  She laughed. “Well, you’ll be seeing a lot more naked ladies in the next couple of weeks. This trend will be the biggest thing ever.”

  Nicoline had been correct. Her wearing an invisible dress to the Duke’s ball had been all that was needed to spark a trend. It swept the nation. It started with the noblewomen, all trying to prove how adventurous and daring they were.

  Next, it was their handmaidens. Being able to afford to dress the handmaidens in a dress made by the Ballard brothers soon became a status symbol - being able to drop that amount of money on a servant showed the wealth of a family.

  With much insistence and nagging from their wives, the noblemen began to follow the trend too.

  It continued on, with nobody wanting to appear poor or stupid.

  Soon, every noble in the land was walking around stark naked. The two brothers cackled in delight as the money poured in. They were being paid a fortune, for acting!

  Nicoline’s role in the charade was completed, but she still hung around with the brothers a lot.

  Adam couldn’t tell if it was because she enjoyed their company, or if she was trying to make sure she wasn’t getting shortchanged.

  He liked to think it was the former, but he didn’t really mind either way. He liked being in her company.

  She was quick-witted and funny, and she was still wearing the imaginary dress every day.

  Adam loved sneaking glances at her perfectly rounded breasts, or the small tuft of dark hair nestled between her legs, or the curve of her ass, when she wasn’t looking.

  Of course, it didn’t always work. Once, when he looked back up to her face he saw her looking at him with a quirked eyebrow. Wordlessly, she had sat down on the edge of the table and spread her legs invitingly. Moments later, he was thrusting wildly into her wet cunt, with her legs wrapped around him.

  Without a doubt, Nicoline was the most passionate person he had ever met.

  Today, Nicoline was angry. Savvy merchants had begun to pick up on the idea of imaginary clothing, and had begun to sell the ‘silkworm’ outfits at discounted prices.

  Adam was frustrated about it, too. It was eating into the profits of the business, and they couldn’t do anything about it.

  But he tried to not let it get to him. After all, he was still very lucky.

  His life was more than he had ever imagined possible. Who would have thought a boy raised in a whorehouse would grow up to be extremely wealthy and be friends with a noblewoman whom he fucked on a regular basis.

  He smiled at the thought of Nicoline. The saucy wench was insatiable. Under her demure outer appearance, she was a scheming devil.

  Adam loved the softness of her skin against his own rough, calloused hands.

  He kissed her gently on the forehead.

  She was visibly upset, and he knew why. She had told him about the crumbling Howard home, and her dreams to one day be able to afford to fix it up.

  “It’s okay, Nic,” he said. “We’re still doing very well. We got another order today. A big one.”

  She looked up at him. “Really?”

  “Really. We’ll be fine. We’ll have enough to repair your castle in no time. Besides, it likely won’t catch on to very many shops,” he murmured soothingly. “Surely some of the tailors have ethics.”

  Within a month, every tailor’s shop in the city was offering special (invisible) silk worm clothing, at bargain prices.

  The reduction in cost meant that the trend spread to middle class folk, and eventually the peasants, until everyone in the country was walking around naked.

  The sexual tension was agonizing, as men could see beautiful women walking around completely naked, their tits bouncing as they walked and their cunts on display to anybody who cared to look.

  In response, the men would walk around, also naked, and completely hard. Their stiff boners protruded before them, proving to anybody who looked that the men could not see the fine material of the ladies' dresses.

  Yet nobody called them out on it, since to announce that they could see the men's erections would label themselves as stupid also!

  Sneaked glances became more overt as everybody gradually came to the conclusion that none of them could see the robes. They were all just walking around naked.

  And yet still nobody spoke out! It was the world's worst kept secret.

  It was surprising that the con had gone on for so long. Even more surprisingly, people began to enjoy it!

  Men got to see all the naked women they wanted to - all the noble ladies that they had fantasized about, all the women they had courted but had turned them down.

  And women had power. They could tell when a man was horny, and quickly learned how to take advantage of it.

  Female shopkeepers would wave their arms around to attract the attention of shoppers, and if the shopper deigned to buy something, they may be rewarded by the shopkeeper bending over to get it.

  Sex sells, and the invisible clothing trend had created a new class of wealthy women merchants.

  Roger Ballard loved it. He squandered his wealth on useless jars, excessive food, and stupid trinkets, all to watch the show that the women would put on in order to get a sale.

  He was a regular customer of one particularly beautiful shopkeeper named Caroline, with sapphire-blue eyes and hair the color of corn. Not that he paid any attention to her eyes when her ample bosom was on display.

  She would bounce up and down on the spot as she talked, and Roger would be transfixed by the sight of her jiggling tits. He longed to touch them, but didn't dare.

  Until one day, when she bent over to pick up his p
urchase, and he sneaked a glance at her glistening pussy.

  She was wet. Did she want him as much as he wanted her?

  Time to find out.

  He stepped forward, brushing his stiff cock lightly against her entrance, before stepping back quickly.

  "I'm sorry," he said as he tried to gauge her reaction. "I tripped."

  Caroline didn't move from her bent over position.

  "It's no problem," she said. "The ground here is uneven, and there's so many goods lying on the floor that it's easy to trip over. In fact, I wouldn't be surprised if you were to... trip again."

  She swayed her hips invitingly.

  That was all the invitation Roger needed. He plunged his steel-hard cock inside her eager pussy, and began fucking her in the middle of the marketplace.

  The sounds of flesh slapping against flesh and the shopkeeper's moans of pleasure filled the air.

  The normally bustling marketplace quieted as people stopped to watch the spectacle.

  As Roger thrust into the woman, he looked up,

  Surprisingly, he wasn't embarrassed. In fact, he found that he quite enjoyed the thought of people watching him fuck Caroline. He found himself spurred on by the audience. He began to thrust harder, loving the feel of Caroline's wet cunt around his shaft.

  The women watched eagerly, and several of the men watching the coupling pair had their erections in their hand.

  The shop next door, run by married couple, was also drawing some stares. The wife was kneeling in the dirt among the shop's wares as she took her husband's cock in her mouth. As the husband got his blow job, he was staring at Caroline, who was bent over with her tits jiggling as she got fucked by Roger.

  Soon, two more members of the audience began to grope each other.

  Weeks of pent up sexual frustration boiled over into a wild fuck-fest.

  It was so easy. As soon as a woman was wet, there were plenty of willing cocks standing at attention. Everyone was already naked, so there was no awkward fumbling over clothes, just pure ecstasy as they gave in to their desires.

  More and more people joined in, until people were fucking in every street in the city.

  Adam Ballard and Nicoline were in Adam's apartment when the orgy began.

  He had been eating dinner (Nicoline had already finished, and was sucking suggestively on a banana), when all of a sudden they had heard a scream.

  She had quirked an eyebrow at him. "What do you suppose that was?" she asked. "It sounded like somebody orgasming."

  “In the street, in the middle of the afternoon?” Adam laughed. “I doubt it.”

  The two had put their shoes on and gone outside to investigate.

  It hadn't taken them long to figure out that the sound they had heard had in fact been somebody orgasming.

  Several couples were on the street, fucking. Adam could count at least five pairs from where he stood on his doorstep.

  One burly man was fucking a pretty blonde against a wall, whilst closer to Adam there was a middle aged woman riding her husband, who was lying down in the middle of the road. He didn't seem particularly worried about the possibility of getting run over, nor should he - there was only one carriage in sight, and it wasn't moving.

  The curtains were drawn, but that did little to disguise the rocking movement of the carriage.

  Nicoline let out a soft gasp as she saw the scene unfolding in front of her.

  Adam had fucked her enough to know that that was a sound she made when she was very aroused. He took her by the hand. "Want to see some more?" he asked grinning.

  She nodded eagerly.

  The two began to walk down the street, soon realizing that animalistic fucking filled all of the streets as people gave into their primitive urges.

  Moans and cries of pleasure could be heard from every alleyway, every shop.

  And women, who were traditionally expected to be with only one man in their entire lives -their husband- were finally free to live out their most taboo fantasies.

  The couple walked past a bar, to see one of the serving girls spread out naked on the table, being filled by two cocks at once while she sucked off yet another.

  Many other men stood around, stroking themselves as they waited for their turn with the busty redhead.

  Further along, he came across a pastor being pleasured by two local whores.

  The Captain of the Guards was kneeling in front of a barrel with his face buried in the cunt of a beautiful peasant woman. She sat on the barrel, her fingers gripping the man’s hair as she moaned in satisfaction.

  Even ordinary people were letting out their kinky side. As Nicoline and Adam paused to watch two couples fucking near each other, the husbands stood up and swapped places. They plunged their stiff cocks into the other man’s wife’s pussy.

  The women moaned in ecstasy as they got filled by the unfamiliar cocks, whilst at the same time watching their husbands fuck another woman.

  Adam was watching, mouth agape, when he suddenly became aware of Nicoline's hand, delicately dancing along the skin near his cock.

  He quickly shucked off his pants, and groaned as she began to stroke his long, stiff manhood.

  She stopped abruptly and got onto all fours. Adam knelt behind her, slowly filling her with his cock.

  Adam began to get into a rhythm, timing his thrusts with one of the swinger husbands.

  Nicoline moaned, loudly and passionately, drawing attention to them. She loved the audience, loved being watched.

  She suddenly moved forward, and Adam's cock slipped out of her. He was confused until she stood up and turned to face him, putting her arms around his shoulders.

  Oh. She wanted to fuck standing up. They had never done that before, but the crowd had brought out a side of Nicoline he had never seen before. She craved attention, and knew how to stand out from all the other fucking couples. She wanted to try moves that they had never tried before - moves that would display the penetration or her bouncing tits to the eager audience.

  He picked up her legs, one in each arm, and lined up his cock with her entrance. She loosened the grip on his shoulders slightly, and gradually lowered herself onto his cock.

  She moaned wantonly as he began thrusting, putting on a show for their audience. She was acting like a complete slut - nobody would have guessed that she was actually a highborn lady.

  She shrieked in pleasure as she reached her orgasm, bucking wildly in Adam’s arms before going limp. She panted as she caught her breath.

  Adam thrust into her relentlessly, desperate to reach his peak.

  Moments later, he began to feel that familiar tight sensation that let him know he was about to cum.

  He thrust harder. Adam bellowed as he came, spurting his jizz deep inside Nicoline.

  He carefully put her down, so that she was sitting on the gutter. He sat beside her.

  By the time Adam had caught his breath, their crowd had dispersed, moving on to watch other people have sex.

  He and Nicoline were more or less alone as they sat together, naked in the street.

  Cum was dripping out of Nicoline's pussy, forming a small white pool on the path. She smiled at him. "We caused all that," she said wondrously. "All of those people fucking, it's all because of us and the invisible clothes."

  "There are going to be an awful lot of bastards being born in nine months," he said, grinning. "I wonder how people are going to act tomorrow?"

  By the next day, people had regained their senses.

  They stopped wearing the invisible clothes, and never spoke of the event in public again, embarrassed by their wantonness. The true version of the story never made it into any of the history books, and as time went by the events took on a dreamlike quality.

  Years later, the people that had been present began to doubt their own memories - surely that couldn’t have really happened? It seemed impossible for an entire city to have had an orgy one dreary day in April.

  There were three people, however, that never forgot, neve
r doubted their own memories.

  Adam and Nicoline moved to the Howard estate, where their ill-gotten wealth restored the castle. Nicoline’s voracious sexual appetite left Adam wondering how he had ever gotten so lucky as to marry her.

  Meanwhile, Roger Ballard remained in the main city, living like a King off his share of the money. Many women sought to marry him, and he entertained them all.

  His neighbors in Hightown would often complain to one another of the nightly screams of pleasure that came from his apartment. Secretly, they were jealous of his success and stamina.

  Roger didn’t care, though. He had everything that he had ever wanted.

  And they all lived happily ever after.

  The End.

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