Sunday started much the way Saturday started. Some went out on the lawn. Some went to the cinema. Igor had set up some clips.

Vlad was in the dining room. He was picking out a snack and making sure all the food was fresh. He had no need to check, Igor would have checked already.

“Goodmorning.” Karon disturbed his thoughts.

“Goodmorning Karon, are you enjoying the party?” Vlad did not need to ask, he knew the answer and hoped it was the truth. 

“I am, and being enjoyed.” 

“That's the way.  Is there anyone you want?”

“No, I have got who I want.” 

“Who would that be?”

“Christopher, Simon, Claus, so many I forget.”

“As long as you are enjoying.”

“I am, but I'm saving the best for tomorrow.”

“Who would that be?”

“You.”

“You flatter me Karon. I'll see you tomorrow.”

“You will.” She turned to the dumb waiter.

Vlad watched her bum wiggle as she crossed the room and smiled. 

The cinema room was sloped, four rows of seats and a bench at the back. It was not full. Igor had set up some clips and a feed from the social room. The social room was empty, but most of the clips were from there. There were more men than women watching themselves from the last party. 

Three women walked into the social room. The split screen showed past and live sex. Six men were in the chairs stroking their cocks. 

Vlad wondered why men do that watching sex when they could be having sex. The three women were kissing and cuddling on the screen. A finger slipped into one.

Matt had pulled the bench at the back flat, into a long bed.

On the bench were three couples, or more accurately three men and three women. They were half watching the screen, half playing.

“Is that you in the middle?” One asked a woman.

“Probably,  that's my leg.” She replied. 

Vlad tried to remember the woman's name. 

Josh did not care what her name was; he moved his hand from her leg to her back. The other hand ran up her leg. Her legs obediently opened. Josh moved his hand to her inside thigh.

The door opened behind Vlad, he turned around. Pamela stretched up, pulled his head to her and kissed her.

“So this is where all the cocks are.” She whispered. 

Eyes turned to watch them both. Vlad ignored them.

“This way.” Vlad led her to the back of the room.

He sat her down on the bench. Vlad was hard. He could see the couples groping and kissing. Josh stole a glance.

Vlad knelt and started to feed. If his namesake enjoyed blood, Vlad enjoyed pussy and cum.

The growing activity on the back row caused the men to turn in their chairs. Four couples would mean lots of seconds.

Josh lifted his woman fully onto the bench and lowered himself onto her. He was rampant, desperate to plunge into his woman. She was equally willing, opening her legs wide and planting her feet firmly on the bench.

Pam was moaning. Men were moving to get a closer look, the three couples were fucking.

Vlad stood up, Pamela retreated across the bench, Vlad followed, when she was comfortably on the bench she let Vlad have her. He pushed in. To his surprise there was no sign of the last man. He knew she enjoyed what she was probably going to get. 

She had cum once to his tongue,  but try as he did to hold off he filled her before she came a second time.

“Enjoy.” Vlad told her as he moved away.

The screen watchers took their turn as Vlad leaned against the back of a chair with a semi. He watched as men changed places.

At last Rosa was laying there cockless and he was hard. She was laying in a damp spot. Vlad was going to make it bigger.

Rosa said nothing as he sank into her. She pulled him to her, she felt his teeth on her neck but he never left a mark. He pumped her. She was moaning before he got to her and she was still moaning.

Vlad knew his balls were getting wet from the leaking cum. Vlad was lasting longer this time. He grunted as he filled her.

Others were still swopping. 

After lunch people started to leave.

Herman found his clothing bag,he pulled out a dress.

“Do you want this dress, Sue, or shall we find the owner?” 

“It fits, but if we have time you can fuck her for it.”

“Sorry we don't have time.” He said as he buttoned his jacket. 

That is how most left, some looked for the right dress.