“Sir! Eeee!”
“Erm… shit…”
“Why you scream, Cher?” A voice came from inside the toilet.
“Nothing, nothing!”
Checkmate. I was caught. Nothing to explain. The one thing that I do privately in the confines of my own home is no longer private. And it was embarrassing. Total loser.
We both stopped for a while, not knowing who’s move it was next, half smiling in surprise and amusement…
She made the first move. Towards me.
(The next thing that happened is going to sound cliché, but I am retelling it as it happened.)
Cheryl walked over purposefully, got onto the bed, and knelt beside me.
“Were you turned on by the zipper thing?” She asked.
“Well, in some way…” I muttered.
“Let me help.”
So, having never struck 4D (not even consolation) or Big Sweep, this was the 10mil Chinese New Year TOTO!
Cheryl, never making eye contact, unzipped my berms, and lifted my underwear to release the pent up meat that is now semi-hard due to the shock of being caught…
With both hands, she lifted my dickhead away from my berms, leaving a trail of pre-cum from my naval, some landing on her fingers. She then used her wet fingers and proceeded to apply my pre-cum on the rest of my dickhead.
That was definitely getting a reaction from my little bro, getting harder as she rubbed the lubricant all over the underneath of the head. With one finger, tracing from the pee-hole, around the underside, and coming back to the pee-hole again.
With the other hand, she was holding my dick up, and began a slow, sensual motion up and down my shaft, occasionally going to my balls, cupping them in her one hand and giving them a light squeeze.
She continued this until my entire dickhead was totally covered in my pre-cum, and with a swab of my head, lifted up a finger and sucked it from nail to root, closing her eyes as she did it.
“mmm… it tastes sweet…” she mumbled softly.
I knew the moment was imminent, as she flipped her hair backwards, spread my legs and proceeded to kneel between them. With one hand still holding my shaft, she bent down low and gave my balls a long, wet lick. Her eyes were locked on mine as she did that, and I must say it was a great turn on, as her stare threatened to burn through my eyes, while her tongue was as soft as wet marshmallows.
From the balls, her tongue traced the entire length of my tool in what seemed like an eternity. Her skilful tongue applied the right pressure along my shaft, sometimes flicking from left to right, sometimes up and down. She was careful not to come near the head, teasing me for a great build up. All this time, her eyes stared at me, communicating to me to lie back, and let her bring me on this journey…
“Cher!!!!…..”
hehe… thanks for all your support, bros! Glad I could share this with you.
I have to be away for about an hour for a discussion. Will continue to post then. Sorry if you all have to wait a little longer, but I hope you’ll find it worthwhile.
I guess my style is to go for details, as I think words used properly can paint a very real picture in your minds.
The picture is definitely real in mine, and I hope to make it real in yours. Cheers, and later!
Back, bros!
In one swift motion, Cheryl jumped from between my legs, pulled the blanket, ducked right beside me, hid under the blanket and screamed in embarrassment…
Me? I lay in my last known position in shock… with a hard on losing its hardness in record speed.
“err… hehe…” Was all I could utter, as I stared at Grace, with one towel wrapped around her hair, and another around her body.
I found out later that Grace had finished showering, but found that we were suspiciously quiet. So she decided to unlock the toilet door silently, and tiptoed to find out what the fuck we were up to.
Well, we were not up to “fuck”… at least not yet…
Back to the crazy scene in the room again… Grace broke the silence with another “Cher!”, although not as loud this time, and Cheryl returned with a sullen, oh my gawd I got caught “Grace…..hehe…just playing only la…”
“Sir, how could you?”
“errr… (this was beginning to be a phrase that I would use many times from then…)”
“How could you unzip me, but let Cher do you?”
Huh? What kind of a question was that? And how was I supposed to answer? But before I could, Grace continued, “Cher you told him ah?”
Told me what???
“Cher????” Grace screamed again.
“I didn’t tell him la.” Came a muffled voice from under the sheets.
“Tell me what?” I asked. It was my turn to get some airtime into this seemingly confusing conversation.
Cheryl flipped the blanket away, exposing her face, and started to speak.
“Me and Grace made a promise that we would share things …and we would only share men if the man himself wants both of us…I forgot to ask you…” Cheryl said almost apologetically.
“So do you want both of us?”
Imagine the Flying Dutchman in “Who wants to be a millionaire” waiting for your answer with the imposing music in the background…
“But you’re with Derek!” I said, trying to find excuses why I would not want to bonk these two fine specimens of womanhood at the same time.
“Derek’s just a playboy.” Grace replied. “He’s been trying to get into my panties for the longest time. I’ll just be another kill for him.”
“There’s another thing we didn’t tell you.” Cheryl joined in.
Damn… this was getting really confusing, like some movie drama with twists and turns…
“What?”
“We made a bet that Derek would ask you to be the date. Cos we know the 2 of you are close colleagues. We just thought you were always the quiet type, and wanted to find out what kind of a person you were. But you know it’s difficult for us to ask you to bring us for D&D cos you’re the boss, so we cooked up this plan and made Derek the proposal, hoping he’ll ask you.”
The air seemed to clear a bit after that explanation, and we could all feel the tension leaving, making the scene like a big brother hearing an explanation from his 2 sisters after they’ve done something naughty.
But the respite in tension was shortlived, as my blood pressure shot up again, as I felt a hand touch the side of my thigh, travelled to my now soft manhood, and started gently caressing it!
And I heard a soft voice on my right say, “So do you want the both of us?”
I answered by closing my eyes to the sensation of that soft touch on my now growing again manhood, and let a little moan slip from the corner of my mouth. My brain wasn’t thinking anymore, and I was not going to let any stupid words spoil this incredible change of events…
Seeing that everything’s fine and the 2 girls won’t get fired (yes they told me after that they were afraid I was going to fire them!), Cheryl snuggled up close to me, turned on her side and draped on leg over my right leg, stroking my shin with the sole of her foot.
Grace, also taking the cue, smiled and walked to the other side of the bed, raised the blanket and slid in underneath it, on my left. I could feel her fumbling with the towel that was wrapped around her body, and soon, all I could feel was smooth skin rubbing against parts of my body that were naked (I was still fully clothed if you recall).
The 2 girls now rested their heads on my arms, which were holding their backs as they faced me.
“So how do I do this?” I asked, truly innocently.
“You don’t do… we do…” And I found the blanket flying to the floor near the edge of the bed…
Cheryl slid her way down to my stomach, like a slithery snake moving towards her prey, while Grace turned to look at me, her breath lightly against my face. I leaned forward towards her, and she naturally parted her lips to accept mine, and we engaged in a kiss that was growing in intensity. Our tongues were slowly exploring the crevices of our mouths, and exchanging the sweet juices. I could feel Grace’s hand on my chest, caressing my upper torso, as I reached over with my left hand to start my own exploration.
Then I felt it. With my eyes closed, lips locked with Grace, hands embracing and caressing her, I felt it.
A warm, wet, indescribable feeling engulfed the head of my tool. It was Cheryl. I could feel her tongue swirling in her mouth, trying to accommodate my dickhead while licking and sucking it at the same time. I could feel the familiar squeeze of her hand on my balls, and her hand on my shaft stroking it with firm, slow, steady strokes.
Her mouth began to explore deeper down my shaft, and she started bobbing rhythmically on my dick. It was like a well oiled piston, fitting perfectly, moving like a dance.
I let out a little moan in the midst of kissing Grace, and continued with my exploration of her curvy terrain. I reached for her breast with my right hand, and managed to find that soft but firm mound, nicely fitting the palm of my hand. Surprisingly, she feels bigger than she actually looks, but I’m not complaining. My fingers probed towards her nipple, and discovered that it was taut and stubby, nicely rounded at the tip. I brushed my finger across her nipple, and could hear her let out a little moan as she pressed her hip hard against my left thigh.
Slowly, Grace broke away from the kiss, and as I opened my eyes to look at her, I caught a glimpse of a sheepish smile, and saw her head leave my face, and started kissing, nibbling, and licking my ears, moving like a caterpillar down my neck, as she continued to caress and kiss my chest, before proceeding to my nipple.
She then gave me a little bite, which caused me to jump a little, and almost caused Cheryl to choke! The three of us stopped for that little while and laughed, before Cheryl went back to licking my shaft, and Grace continued on her “Journey to the South”…
Cheryl slid her way down to my stomach, like a slithery snake moving towards her prey, while Grace turned to look at me, her breath lightly against my face. I leaned forward towards her, and she naturally parted her lips to accept mine, and we engaged in a kiss that was growing in intensity. Our tongues were slowly exploring the crevices of our mouths, and exchanging the sweet juices. I could feel Grace’s hand on my chest, caressing my upper torso, as I reached over with my left hand to start my own exploration.
Then I felt it. With my eyes closed, lips locked with Grace, hands embracing and caressing her, I felt it.
A warm, wet, indescribable feeling engulfed the head of my tool. It was Cheryl. I could feel her tongue swirling in her mouth, trying to accommodate my dickhead while licking and sucking it at the same time. I could feel the familiar squeeze of her hand on my balls, and her hand on my shaft stroking it with firm, slow, steady strokes.
Her mouth began to explore deeper down my shaft, and she started bobbing rhythmically on my dick. It was like a well oiled piston, fitting perfectly, moving like a dance.
I let out a little moan in the midst of kissing Grace, and continued with my exploration of her curvy terrain. I reached for her breast with my right hand, and managed to find that soft but firm mound, nicely fitting the palm of my hand. Surprisingly, she feels bigger than she actually looks, but I’m not complaining. My fingers probed towards her nipple, and discovered that it was taut and stubby, nicely rounded at the tip. I brushed my finger across her nipple, and could hear her let out a little moan as she pressed her hip hard against my left thigh.
Slowly, Grace broke away from the kiss, and as I opened my eyes to look at her, I caught a glimpse of a sheepish smile, and saw her head leave my face, and started kissing, nibbling, and licking my ears, moving like a caterpillar down my neck, as she continued to caress and kiss my chest, before proceeding to my nipple.
She then gave me a little bite, which caused me to jump a little, and almost caused Cheryl to choke! The three of us stopped for that little while and laughed, before Cheryl went back to licking my shaft, and Grace continued on her “Journey to the South”…
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primalhunter
“Boss, your meetings today are all cancelled” says ur secretary….. now PLS continue, sir……
Haha… sorry to disappoint, bro, but I do have a meeting at 4pm…
So I guess that’s all for today. I promise to continue tomorrow morning, and if possible, maybe tonight…
Thanks for all the support and encouragement! I am truly humbled!
Thank you all for your strong support! While I am not really a points person, getting so many points is really a boost to my writing skills, and I thank you again for it.
Reaper, that one looks more like Cheryl. Grace is a little small sized in THAT department.
Ok, I have time to slot in another continuation (gonna lose my job)…