At the Office
Sitting behind your desk in a leather padded chair. Desk is made of glass with a flat panel computer screen on one corner and papers spread out. Bookcase behind you, dark paneling on three walls. Oak colored door. One wall is glass with a view of the city. It has been a tense and frustrating day.
You are daydreaming, looking out the window. Playing with your computer keys. In walks the temporary secretary. Your regular secretary is on her honeymoon. 5'4", blonde hair to her shoulders, deep blue eyes, gray woolen skirt halfway up her thighs, tight, nylons, high heels and a light blue silk blouse. Unbuttoned just enough so when I leans over you, can see the yellow laced bra. Which I noticed you have been admiring all week.
‘Sir, the rest of the papers you requested. ’ As I walk into the office and place them on his desk. ‘If there is nothing else, I’m taking off.’
‘And what exactly will you be taking off?’
‘Excuse me?’
‘You heard me.’ As you get up and move from behind your desk.
I step forward. ‘Actually I have been wanting to take your shirt off all week. If I have been teasing you, you have been doing the same to me.’
‘Really?! Then what will we do.’
I walk back to the door, moving my hips a little slower, closing the door. I turn around, ‘I wouldn’t want any interruptions.’ As the lock snaps. I start walking back to you as I un-button my blouse.
You gape, not expecting this, but then relishing what you want to do to me.
As we meet in the middle of the office. You finish removing my blouse, running a finger lightly over my breast. I intake a quick breath and shudder ever so slightly. You turn me to face the window, as the sun sets; reaching over my shoulder you put a hand into my bra, caressing my tit. My breath increases as my heart starts pounding. I reach behind me and lean into you, grasping your cock as it grows in your pants.
You begin to kiss my neck and shoulder, dropping both bra straps down as you push me forward and unhook my bra. Letting my 40 D’s spill into your hands.
Brushing your thumbs across my nipples, I lean further into you, as I start to take off my shoes.
‘No, leave your shoes on.’ He whispers into my ear.
I moan as I replace my shoe. You step back, dropping your hands down to my ass and grabbing both cheeks firmly. You slowly raise my skirt. You gasp, when you realize I am not wearing underwear.
‘Have you been like this all week?’
‘Yes. I was hoping you would notice my arousal coming from my pussy, it’s been wet all week.’ As I turn around into you cupping my hand behind your head to kiss me. Letting my tongue explore your mouth as your tongue meets mine. I lean into you moaning, getting wetter.
You reach behind, me cupping my ass and pulling it towards your hardening cock. I start unbuttoning your shirt. As my hands explore your chest, lightly running across your nipples, watching you breath heavier as I take a nipple to my mouth, to play with it.
You break from me, breathing as heavy as I. I start to unzip my skirt.’ No, please leave this on also.’ I just smile as I reach out to undo your pants. First the belt-buckle, slowly, then your button and slowly unzip you. Pushing both pants and underwear, down your ass and to the floor. I kneel down as I help you step from your shoes and pants.
‘Oh my….it’s so hard, it must be painful.’ As I look up, you look down as I take your throbbing cock into my mouth. You stagger back a half step as I engulf your cock into my warm moist mouth. Allowing my tongue to sweep over it, slowly, seductively, sucking as I reach for your balls.
You grab my hand, pulling me up to stand up against you, pulling me against your chest and cock. Tucking my ass so my pussy feels your hard on. Placing your hand onto my back you lean towards me, stroking your tongue down my throat to my tits. Taking a nipple into your mouth, I gasp, as your bite and pull on one then the other again.
I continue to moan. Reaching with your other hand you tease my clit. Moaning into me as you feel how wet I really am. I spread my legs to allow you further access as you probe and stroke.
Suddenly you stand up bringing me with you. You step back and look at me as I look at you seeing the feral desire in each other’s faces.
‘Now!’ You growl. You step forward to the desk and scatter papers to the floor. Grabbing a tit you pull me to the desk. But instead of leaning me back, you turn me, bending me over as the cold glass hits my front, pushing my shirt up, you reach from behind and rub my pussy with your cock. Back and forth, faster, faster.
Entwining your fingers into my hair, pulling my head back.
‘Cum baby. I want to hear you scream.’ Faster, faster you rub my clit and pussy as my cum builds.
‘I want to be in you when you cum, tell me baby, tell me when.’
My cum builds stronger, I try to hold back, suddenly I feel it releasing in a wave through my body.
‘Yes, yes, NOW.’ I scream.
One final thrust you find my hole and slam into me as I cum. My pussy clenches and convulses as you start to pound me. I arch my back and move my hips to meet each thrust, deeper, deeper into my pussy. You keep moving, moaning with the feel of my tight, dripping, hot pussy. You want to cum, but you can’t. It feels too good.
I build for another cum, from your slow, deep thrusting, pulling out to your tip, then pounding in deep again. Each time you pull out you can feel my juices on your balls. You slap my ass, lean forward, pulling my head further back.
‘You are not screaming.’ You growl. ‘I need to hear your scream.’
‘You first.’ I reply.
You speed up the rhythm you lay your chest on my back, biting my shoulder, you reach to the front and find my clit. Pinching it. Releasing my hair you grab my hips to pound me harder.
‘Ahhhhhhh, yes, fuck me, please fuck me hard.’ As I cum you stand back up and slap my ass again. Pounding, slamming deep into my pussy.
‘MMMMMM, I need to cum baby, help me cum now. ’ I push back with all my strength. Making you come out. I turn, sit on the desk and grab you by the shirt, pulling you into my mouth, guiding your cock into me at the same time. I lay back as you pull my hips to the end of the glass. Going deep into me, sucking my tits, moving faster, building momentum.
‘Ohhhhh, I can feel you getting bigger, harder baby, harder.’ As I meet each thrust I cum, letting my muscles pull your cock further into me, feeling you cum. Letting my pussy milk all of you out.
As you still keep cumming I push you off of me. You stumble backwards with a surprised look on your face, falling to the ground. I fall to the ground with you, taking your pulsing cock into my mouth and taking all your cum, milking you dry. You start to squirm.
‘Okay, stop I’m sensitive!’ I just clamp harder sucking you harder, to feel you spill over the edge.
Finally I hear your scream. As I slowly release your cock, one last final hard suck. You lay back panting. I straddle the top of you rubbing my pussy along your twitching cock. Then slipping it back into my pussy.
The End
Ultra Class
“NEW FROM TRANS-GLOBAL AIRLINES THE ULTIMATE IN LUXURY TRAVEL! YOU’VE TRIED BUSINESS CLASS; YOU’VE TRIED FIRST CLASS. NOW FOR THE FIRST TIME EVER, TRY ULTRA CLASS, THE FINEST IN-FLIGHT EXPERIENCE OF ALL TIME!”
Dan knew he was a lucky bastard.
It had been an idle whim that had made him pick up a Twak bar at the newsagents when he was buying his customary pack of twenty cigarettes one rainy Tuesday morning. He wasn’t a great chocolate eater but he just happened to have a craving for some.
And when he’d opened the wrapper to see he’d won a prize, he’d almost thrown it away because, frankly, every on-packet competition offer always said you’d won a prize. But as the top prize was supposed to be a luxury weekend in New York, staying at the Waldorf with ultra-class flights, he’d made an idle enquiry on the online competition site.
And even when the garish website had informed him that he’d won the main prize, he hadn’t really believed it, although he had left his contact details just in case.
It was only when a bubbly PR woman from the Twack confectionery company had rung him on his mobile to congratulate him that he’d really started to believe he that maybe luck had finally been kind to him.
He’d been secretly elated for a few days while he considered whom he would take with him but then he’d got a call from his wife, Mary, about a letter from the stupid PR woman at Twack. She’d also been excited at the prospect of going to New York which really pissed Dan off as he hadn’t been planning on taking her.
Dan was a long distance lorry driver. He was happy driving his wagon for several reasons but the main one was that he didn’t spend much time at home. He didn’t know when he had begun to feel like this, vaguely remembering that when he’d married Mary he’d actually wanted to spend time with her and she with him. But gradually this feeling had disappeared so that when he was home he wasn’t particularly happy and neither was she.
So, although he’d have loved to have taken a young or indeed any woman with him if he’d known any, he’d actually planned to take one of his mates to New York and just pretend he was making a haul to Scotland or something.
So he’d been feeling a bit miserable about things until his wife’s mother had broken her leg the week before they were due to go. Now, he actually got on reasonably well with his mother-in-law so this wouldn’t normally have been an occasion for celebration, but when Mary said that she now couldn’t go to New York because she had to look after her mum, he’d been secretly ecstatic although of course he’d made a lot of sympathetic noises.
She’d even suggested he take one of his friends instead but, at such a late date, no-one had been available; nor were the tickets transferable so he couldn’t sell them and so Dan had bravely agreed that he’d just have to go himself.
And here he was, on flight TGA6969 from London Heathrow to JFK New York, the sole occupant of the ultra class cabin lounge, normally only affordable by millionaires and then only the richest ones.
The plane was a Bobus 666, the brand new quadruple-decked superjumbo and the whole top deck was composed of the secure ultra class cabin, which only had four seats in it anyway. Although seats was probably the wrong word as they were more like huge leather armchairs.
There was a full size bar from which Dan had already received a bottle of ice-cold beer, separate sleeping cabins with king size beds, a Michelin-starred รก la carte in-flight meal service and giant individual plasma screens with complete home entertainment systems to name just a few of the luxuries.
And then of course there were the cabin crew.
Obviously when TGA had decided to create a separate ultra class they had picked the very best and most photogenic cabin crew available.
Now in his mid-forties, Dan had never been very popular with the ladies. His brow was low and heavy, his eyes too close together and he was naturally short and unalterably chubby. Nor was he a fashion photographer, a lap-dancing magnate or a high-class pimp so he had never spent any time in the company of seriously beautiful women.
Which was he was even more glad he wasn’t with his wife because right now he was surrounded by the most lovely, the most stunning, the most perfect women he had ever seen outside of the pages of the most glossy of the top-shelf gentlemen’s magazines.
There were four stewardesses in the cabin, despite the fact he was the only customer, and if he had been asked to pick four fantasy women he couldn’t have come up with any better than he could see in front of him right now.
They were no doubt used to the most demanding and prosperous passengers as no-one else could afford ultra class and so they probably thought he was some sort of eccentric nouveau riche scruff. He certainly wasn’t going to tell them that actually he was in fact a chronically poor working class scruff because right now they were treating him like royalty.
He’d read everything he could about ultra class when he’d found out he’d won the prize. The usual passenger was likely to be a Russian oil billionaire or a Saudi prince and the tips that were rumoured to be given to the air crew were legendary, often supposedly running to many thousands of pounds. Dan had $500 of spending money given to him by Twack and there was no way he was giving any of it to anyone no matter how well he was cared for. But, of course, they didn’t know that so he was happy to take advantage of the service while he could.
Wherever he looked there was a beautiful smiling young woman in an elegant blue blouse, a short navy skirt and a classic dainty air-hostess hat wearing tights or, Dan dared to hope, stockings with surprisingly high heels.
After they had taken off, Dan studied them in turn trying to decide who was the most gorgeous.
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Ellie was in charge of the cabin crew, a tall Scottish statuesque blonde with blue eyes and enormous breasts. Lin was a petite oriental American woman with a sinuous figure and gorgeous delicate features. Helena was also American, black with a long straight pony tail, generous curves and liquid golden-brown eyes. And finally Wendy was an English willowy redhead with startling green eyes and a perfect shapely bottom.
As he sipped his beer and studied them, they asked him every few minutes if there were anything they could do for him, each with a wide fixed smile. He wondered if their faces hurt or if they’d had special smiling training to allow such an unchanging expression.
Not that he was in anyway unhappy. He was just enjoying being in their company. The hint of cleavage when they bent down, the sway of their hips as they walked past, the faint whiff of sophisticated perfume as they leant over him all made for a heady and invigorating combination. In fact, Dan found himself becoming somewhat physically aroused and he therefore crossed his legs so as not to embarrass himself.
Dan realised that something was wrong half an hour into the journey. He hadn’t been able to get the entertainment system to work and had asked Wendy to sort it out for him.
He could see the four stewardesses conferring and then taking turns to try things on his screen and then the others without any apparent success. When Wendy came over to talk to him, her smile, although still there, was apologetic.
“Mr. Flan, I’m really sorry, I have to apologise most sincerely on behalf of Trans-Global Airlines as well as the entire ultra class cabin crew. I’m afraid that the whole ultra class entertainment system is out of order. I would offer you a, um, downgrade to First Class but I can’t even do that as the flight is entirely full apart from this cabin. Please accept my apologies and rest assured all of us will do our absolute utmost to make your journey as comfortable as we possibly can.”
Dan was a little distracted and so didn’t really take in what Wendy was saying at first. He couldn’t help but look down her blouse as she leant over him. She was wearing a scarlet bra which nicely held her reasonably sized breasts and her bosom looked creamy and freckly. He looked up into her deep green eyes to realise that he’d been staring and that she knew exactly at what he’d been looking. However her red-lipsticked smile didn’t falter and she maintained eye contact as she waited for his response.
It took a second to take in what she’d said. No entertainment? On an eight hour journey?
“What! I don’t believe this,” he complained. “This is supposed to be the ultimate in luxury travel. What the hell am I supposed to do for eight hours?” Dan wasn’t much of a reader and so hadn’t bought a book or anything else to occupy his time.
Wendy’s eyes flared in what looked like real concern. He realised that it was really important to her that he was happy with his journey. He decided not conceal his displeasure.
“I’m going to complain about this as soon as I get to JFK. We’re only thirty minutes into the flight and I’m already really disappointed with TGA,” he grumbled.
For the first time he saw hesitation in her smile. “Oh, Mr. Flan, I promise we will all do absolutely anything we can to make your journey really enjoyable. Please allow us the opportunity to impress you with our very best personal service before you decide on making an official complaint.”
Dan was still irritated but Wendy was just so beautiful with her rich auburn hair and gorgeous leggy figure that he found it difficult to remain truly annoyed with her.
He huffed, “Well, we’ll see. I still don’t know what I’m supposed to do for so long.”
“Perhaps I could get you another drink?” Wendy said in her cultured accent.
“Yes, thanks,” he replied. As she walked away towards the bar at the front of the cabin to consult her colleagues, he watched her bum sway from side to side in her tight short navy skirt.
“Oh, fuck, she’s so hot,” he thought to himself as imagined what it would be like to feel such an amazing butt. He adjusted his erection in his trousers uncomfortably and tried to distract himself by looking out of the window at the sea of fluffy white cloud but he couldn’t help but think of Wendy.
“Mr. Flan?”
He looked up startled to find Ella standing over him with a bottle of beer and glass on a tray. He realised two things simultaneously. One was that she had been standing there for a while trying to attract his attention while he’d been fantasising about taking Wendy roughly from behind. And the other was that he was sporting an obvious erection.
He crossed his legs in a vain attempt to hide it but as Ella lifted her lovely blue eyes to meet his, he could clearly see she was aware of his awkward state.
“Oh, yes, I mean, er, yes?” he stuttered, discomfited by her presence, her height and her magnificent chest.
“Mr. Flan, I know Wendy has already said sorry to you,” she said in her delightful Highland accent, “but, as head of the cabin crew, I really wanted to add my own heartfelt apologies. Is there anything I or any of the rest of us can do to make up for this terrible situation?”
It took a little while for Dan to untie his tongue. If Wendy had been slender and elegant, Ella was curvaceous and sensual. Her mouth was parted slightly as she smiled and her light pink lips looked moist. Her blonde hair was tied back in a short pony tail and her considerable breasts strained at her blue blouse as if they were trying to escape. Once more Dan couldn’t help but look down her top at her black bra and into her magnificent cleavage. He squirmed in his chair as his erection flexed involuntarily.
“Are you sure you’re feeling OK, Mr. Flan?” Ella said, noticing his wriggling. “If you’re in any discomfort at all, I, or any of my colleagues, would be more than happy to ease it for you.”
For a few seconds, Dan was breathless. What was she saying? He looked down at his obviously bulging crotch and back up at her.
“Oh, Mr.Flan, that does look uncomfortable,” Ella said looking down too. “I’m particularly concerned that one of the ultra class cabin crew might have caused your, um, distress? Was it Wendy?”
Dan didn’t know what to say. He felt a strange mixture of extreme arousal and complete terror. He settled for nodding uncertainly.
Ella looked back over her shoulder. “Wendy? I need you to come and help Mr. Flan,” she called.
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Dan let out a deep animal groan as Wendy swayed back towards him.
“Wendy,” Ella instructed pointing to his lap, “look at what you’ve done to Mr. Flan. I’m afraid it’s your responsibility to make it better for him.”
Wendy made an exaggerated show of licking her lips. “My pleasure,” she said as she knelt down in front of him, still smiling.
Dan held his breath in astonishment as Ella, leaning seductively over him, reached down and slowly tugged his fly down. She slid one of her perfectly manicured hands inside his trousers and pulled his cock out firmly.
“Oh, fuck,” he swore in disbelief at the coolness of her hand on his aching erection.
“There you go Wendy, kiss it better,” Ella said. Wendy bent her head down and pecked her hot red lips slowly onto the very tip of his knob, causing him to moan in anticipation. Her lips felt warm and wet, and left a sticky red mark which was then washed away as she swirled her tongue around his glans.
“Oh, fuck, yes,” Dan swore at the remarkable feeling of her tight mouth slowly sliding down his throbbing dick. He couldn’t believe this was happening but he was determined to enjoy every second of his good fortune.
As Wendy slowly bobbed her head up and down the length of his shaft, pausing occasionally to flick her tongue over his knob or suck on his heavy balls, Dan looked up at Ella.
He knew he shouldn’t have done it without asking, but he couldn’t help himself as he reached up to squeeze her big firm boobs through her blouse.
Instead of complaining, Ella inclined her head slightly to the left and beamed at him. “Would you like me to get my breasts out for you, Mr. Flan? I can guarantee that they’re most satisfactory.”
“Oh, yes,” he grunted in reply.
Ella unbuttoned her blouse unhurriedly to expose her magnificent bosom, encase in a pretty lacy bra, before reaching behind her to unclasp it.
Her knockers were as big as he’d imagined although even firmer and more upstanding than he’d have thought possible. Her nipples were light brown and hardened almost instantly at his touch.
“Oh, wow, you’re tits are amazing,” he said to her as he groped both firmly. She just smiled back.
He could feel himself getting closer to orgasm and, although he desperately wanted to make the experience last as long as possible, he couldn’t stop himself racing towards climax. He looked down into Wendy’s big green eyes peeping out from under her sweet blue hat as she smiled up at him around her mouthful of cock, her tight pursed pink lips gliding up and down his shaft deliciously, before reaching out once more for Ella.
He buried his face between Ella’s boobs and licked and sucked her nipples for a few more seconds before barking out in pleasure as he began to spurt repeatedly in Wendy’s willing mouth.
“Oh, yes,” he shouted, bucking his hips to squeeze every last drop of jism onto her agile tongue before collapsing back into his seat.
As Wendy stood up she wiped a few stray drops of cum into her mouth with her slender fingers, before noisily swallowing and then giving him another big smile.
“Was that OK, Mr. Flan?” she asked pertly.
He nodded in contentment. “Oh, yes, that was more than OK. Thanks, Wendy.”
“My pleasure, Mr Flan,” she said turning to walk to the front of the cabin.
“I hope you’re finding our ultra class service more satisfactory, Mr. Flan. I’m sure we can continue in the same vein all the way to New York so that you’ll feel no need to complain about your treatment,” Ella said smoothly, still topless.
“No, really, that was amazing,” Dan replied. “It would be great to do that again but I’m not sure I’ll be able to,” he said honestly, not having tried for years to come more than once in a day.
“Oh. Well, I think we might be able to help you out with that as well, Mr. Flan. Let me go and ask Lin to come and sort you out with a little something,” she said. “Before I go and find her though, I assume you’re happy for me to keep my blouse off, Mr. Flan?”
“Oh, yeah,” Dan approved. “That would be great.”
“And the rest of the girls?
“Oh, yes. Them too,” he said. “I’d love to see their tits as well.”
When Lin came to see him a few minutes later she was also naked from the waist up. Her skin was a lovely golden olive colour and her breasts pert with hard dark nipples.
“Hello, Mr. Flan. I’ve got this for you she said passing him a small blue diamond-shaped pill and a glass of sparkling water.”
“What’s that?” he asked.
“Oh, it’s just something that will help you recover. We have a range of, um, pharmaceuticals available on the flight for the exclusive and discreet use of our ultra class passengers. Ella mentioned you might like this so you could maximise your in-flight experience. Don’t worry, it’s completely safe.”
Dan took and swallowed the pill, finding it difficult to tear his eyes away from Lin’s lovely boobs.
“Please feel free to touch as much as you want, Mr. Flan,” she said noticing his gaze. “After all we’re here to serve you,” Lin added generously.
“I don’t mind if I do,” he replied taking her nipples between forefinger and thumb and rolling them gently as he appreciatively squeezed her tits, causing her to moan momentarily. Her nipples, which were long for the size of her breasts, popped up nicely in response to his tweaking.
“Oh, Lin, you’re so beautiful,” Dan said before pulling her down onto his lap to nibble on her cute boobs.
“Ooh, Mr. Flan, you’re so naughty,” Lin replied cheekily but she held his head to her bosom and wriggled her tight bottom on his crotch as he licked and sucked.
After a few minutes Dan could feel some response to Lin’s delightful wiggling as his cock began to show signs of life.
“Would you like me to suck it for you, Mr. Flan?” Lin asked mischievously.
“Oh, fuck, yes,” he replied lustfully causing her to giggle but she slid down his body and within a few seconds was lovingly sucking and licking him.
Dan looked up to see Ella striding up to him her big chest thrust proudly out in front of her.
“Hello, Mr. Flan. I trust Lin is providing you with an acceptable level of service?” she asked with her habitual smile.
“Oh, god, yes. She’s amazing,” he replied, reaching out for another feel of her big tanned breasts.
Ella allowed him a decent grope before asking, “Do you like my breasts, Mr. Flan?”
“Oh, wow, yes I really do,” he said enthusiastically. “They’re the best I’ve ever seen, let alone touched,” he added sincerely.
“Thank you, Mr. Flan. But you really must have a look at Helena’s bosom. I think you’ll find it even more agreeable than mine. Please can you ask Helena to come up,” she asked the passing Wendy whose exposed breasts had red nipples with a light scattering of freckles on her porcelain skin.
Wendy was back thirty seconds later with Helena in tow. The contrast between Wendy’s paleness and Helena’s smooth dark brown skin was charming. Helena, although still tall and relatively slim, had a more rounded, hourglass figure and her boobs were spectacular.
“Hello, Mr. Flan,” she breathed in a delightful drawl, leaning over him from his left. Dan couldn’t believe his luck as with one hand he fondled Ella’s lovely bottom and with the other squeezed Helena’s full, firm and formidable tits with their big dark hard nipples.
He glanced down at Lin’s gently bobbing mouth and up to Wendy’s sparkling eyes as she watched him being serviced by her three colleagues
At that moment he knew, that whatever bad luck he’d had in his life, the cosmic balance was now being restored spectacularly.
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He groaned in utter bliss.
Without really thinking, he had slipped a hand under Ella’s skirt, past her exciting stocking tops to caress her glorious arse.
“Would you like me to remove my skirt, Mr. Flan?” Ella asked politely, her smile seemingly amused at his frantic clutching.
“Oh, yeah,” he moaned as Lin’s lovely mouth sped up in response to him reaching full hardness.
Ella slipped out of her skirt deftly, to reveal that she was wearing hold-ups and a tiny black thong.
“Oh, wow,” he moaned as Wendy and Helena also discarded their skirts. Wendy’s suspender belt and kickers were scarlet like her bra and Helena’s g-string was also black with a delicate pink floral pattern.
“Would you like to try out my mouth, Mr. Flan?” Ella asked him.
Without waiting for an answer, she knelt down gracefully in front of him and took his cock from Lin. Her eyes continued to smile up at him as her mouth pursed around his rigid shaft, her tongue laving his knob generously.
Lin had stood up to take off her skirt to reveal a complete lack of underwear apart from her hold-ups. A tiny tuft of dark pubic hair pointed down to the delights of her dark pink pussy lips, clearly visible between her legs.
Dan noticed a startled glance pass between Wendy and Helena at Lin’s lack of underclothing but they barely hesitated before divesting their own knickers to reveal a bright red strip of hair and a tight curly pubic thatch respectively.
Dan allowed his hands to wander to Lin’s and Wendy’s arses as Helena knelt down next to Ella at some unspoken signal. He groaned in pleasure as his fingers found their tight moist cunts at the exact same moment Helena’s tongue joined Ella’s on his cock.
He fingered the two smaller girls as he watched Ella and Helena virtually snogging each other around his cock. A two-girl blowjob had always been a major fantasy of his and the reality was proving to be significantly better than he could ever have dreamed. Their tongues mingled and swirled around his glans before they alternated working on his balls and shaft.
All-in-all, it wasn’t a surprise when began to come once more. Ella carefully directed his spunking dick, unloading his thick white jism all over Helena’s dark brown generous tits.
He wasn’t sure in the excitement of his climax, but Lin and Wendy had been squealing in pleasure as his fingers strummed their clits and it seemed to him that at least Lin but maybe both of them had come under his relentless rubbing.
In any case, as Helena stood up with her spunky tits thrust out in front of her, they both leaned over to lick them clean, all the while maintaining eye contact with him as they lapped up his spunk from her enormous firm breasts. They took a long time sucking her nipples clean, causing Helena to sigh in apparent pleasure.
Ella stood up and deliberately removed her own g-string joining her colleagues in exposing her neat golden pubes.
“I hope you enjoyed that, Mr. Flan,” she said.
“Yes, you could say that,” he agreed.
“Good. Would you like another beer while we serve you lunch?” she asked.
“Yes, please,” Dan replied, lost in the wonder of the situation.
Lunch was amazing, possibly the best food he ad ever tasted and a far cry from his usual fry-up or burger on the road. And of course it tasted even better being served by four perfect sexy young women wearing nothing more than cute hats, stockings and high heels.
He couldn’t get over the perfection of their bodies nor how generous they were in sharing them with him, encouraging him to touch them intimately as they passed or served him.
As he ate his wondrously light yet satisfying dessert, Wendy, noticing some stirring in his trousers at her fit tight body, knelt down in front of him to suck him gently hard again.
Ella came over to check he was OK.
“Mr. Flan, the girls and I were wondering if there were any other fantasies we could fulfil for you during the rest of the journey? We’re more than happy and willing to do anything you’d like.”
“Really?” he squeaked as reached out to feel her beautiful pink cunt.
“Oh, yes, Mr. Flan. There’s nothing we wouldn’t do for you. Please just ask,” she replied, allowing him to slide a finger into her pussy.
Dan considered briefly. “Could I fuck you? I mean, all of you?” he asked tentatively,
“Of course, Mr. Flan,” Ella replied immediately. “Anything for an ultra class customer. As soon as Wendy’s got you nice and hard you can take your pick of any of us in any position you want or perhaps we can suggest some interesting ones for you if you want. Is there anything else you’d like?”
Dan swallowed hard at the thought of shagging someone as perfect as Ella. He paused, considering his other darker ruder dreams, before guiltily asking, “I don’t suppose I could try, well, you know, doing it up your arse? Or if that’s going to far then maybe you could do some, er, lesbian sex?”
Ella’s smile didn’t falter although she did let out a small sigh as he slipped in another finger. “Mr. Flan, I can assure you that all of our bottoms are more than available for your unconditional use as often as you want. I can guarantee you’ll enjoy them most thoroughly. And of course we’ll make sure you get a proper girl-on-girl show to help you get ready and in any combination you’d like. I can honestly say it would be our pleasure.”
Wendy sucked him hard over the next half an hour until Ella came back to suggest he come to one of the cabins to enjoy the rest of his journey.
The two of him led him to the cabin which turned out to be more like a large hotel bedroom, with an enormous comfortable-looking bed and sofa. Making the bed look even more appealing, Lin and Helena were lying on it, kissing passionately.
“Hello, Mr. Flan,” they chorused as he entered before Helena said, “We thought we’d warm up a bit for you. If you’re happy with the two of us performing for you, please sit down on the sofa and watch.”
“Why don’t we get you out of these clothes first, Mr. Flan,” Ella suggested as he made his way to the coach to enjoy the show.
“Well, um, I suppose…” Dan replied uncertainly, embarrassed at undressing to expose his hairy flabby body in front of these goddesses.
However, Wendy and Ella deftly stripped him off before kissing him lovingly all over his corpulent hirsute form including simultaneously nibbling his nipples before making there way down to his dick via his belly. They began to tenderly suck, lick and slurp his cock and balls as he watched the two girls on the bed.
Dan couldn’t work whether there was real affection or lust between Helena and Lin or whether they were just fabulous actresses but he was completely amazed at the enthusiasm with which they threw themselves into their hot lesbian embrace.
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They began by passionately kissing whilst caressing each others’ boobs before progressing to sucking each others’ nipples. Lin then pecked her way down Helena’s flat stomach before licking her pussy lips up and down and sliding two fingers up her cunt.
Meanwhile Wendy and Ella were flicking their tongues over his knob, occasionally breaking off for an ardent snog with each other. Ella then began bobbing her mouth up and down his cock, making an immensely tight ring with her lips and sucking intensely while Wendy affectionately sucked his heavy balls.
By this time Helena was moaning in joy, approaching orgasm as Lin’s skilled tongue worked its magic on her clit and pussy. Even more excitingly, Dan distinctly saw Lin slide an inch of her tongue up Helena’s arsehole before wiggling it vigorously, causing her to squeal in bliss.
“Oh, wow,” he exclaimed before saying, “please can you do that to me?” to the two girls sucking him off.
Ella and Wendy glanced back to see what he meant before Ella agreed, “Of course, Mr. Flan.” However Dan noted that they gave each other a long glance before Wendy rolled her eyes and bent down to stick her tongue up his arse.
As Ella began to suck him again, Dan acknowledged the amazing feelings exploding through him as they pleasured him. Surely nothing could feel better than this?
He watched as Helena eventually screamed in climax, convulsing her thighs around Lin’s head who then lay back on the bed with her legs open. Recovering quickly, Helena enthusiastically obliged, burying her face between Lin’s smooth thighs with her curvaceous taut brown arse pointing invitingly towards him.
Despite how wonderful Ella’s hot sucking mouth and Wendy’s agile tongue felt, Dan decided he just had to get his cock into one of them and quickly.
Gently pushing their heads off him, he strode to the side of the bed and positioned himself behind Helena’s lovely bum, before sliding himself into her pussy in one smooth thrust.
Helena moaned into Lin’s cunt as he entered her but writhed her butt athletically back against him as he got into a rhythm.
“Oh, fuck that’s lovely,” he said as he shagged her. He could hear a quick whispered conversation behind him followed by the feeling of a tongue wriggling wetly into his arsehole, trying to move in time with him as he pushed his hips back and forth.
He realised it was Wendy when Ella sat down on the bed beside Helena to lick his nipples. He gratefully fondled her enormous firm boobs in return.
Lin was the first to come as Helena continued licking her hungrily despite the vigorous rogering she was getting from Dan. Indeed she came moments later as his energetic thrusting inevitably pushed her over the edge of control.
Dan however pulled out of Helena’s enchanting pussy, keen to try out one of the other delightful holes on offer.
As soon as he was out, Ella dropped down to suck and lick him clean of Helena’s heady juices. He allowed her to bob her mouth on him and for Wendy to wiggle her tongue inside him for a few blissful moments before disengaging and lying back on the bed.
“Come here, Ella,” he ordered, desperate to be inside her.
Ella smiled as she replied, “Certainly, Mr. Flan.” She climbed onto him and slowly lowered herself onto his willing pole with a long sigh.
“Am I tight enough for you, Mr. Flan?” she asked helpfully.
“Oh, fuck, yes,” he replied before grabbing her hips and pushing up into her.
She rode him in a controlled way without losing that smile although he couldn’t see her face anymore after he grabbed Lin and got her to sit on his face.
He paused to look at Lin’s perfect peachy buttocks and her bulging pubis and cunt before burying his tongue between her sweet pink labia. She tasted clean and scrumptious and he heartily ate her causing her to grind herself over him, covering his face in fresh pussy juices.
As Ella fucked him, he reached out with his hands to find Helena’s formidable boobs and Wendy’s snug cunt to either side of him. If his mouth hadn’t been full of pussy, he’d have shouted in elation.
He could feel himself getting close to coming once more but wanted to fulfil his final fantasy, the one thing he’s always wanted to try and had never thought would happen, at least not with any of these dream women.
So after Lin squeaked out yet another orgasm, Dan rolled her off him and, while squeezing Ella’s huge tits, thought about whom he’d like to bugger.
After a minute, he decided. “Wendy, I want to fuck you up your arse.”
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Wendy’s smile faltered momentarily before she brightened up again. “Of course, Mr. Flan. My bottom is yours to do with what you want,” she confirmed magnanimously.
“We’ll get her ready for you, Mr. Flan,” Ella said climbing off him, seemingly not even haven broken a sweat despite her exertions.
Wendy got on her hands and knees, pushing her bum up and back, giving Dan an exquisite view of her pretty red arsehole and plump wet pussy.
“Oh, wow,” he said, happy at his choice. “Let me just try out your cunt…,” he said before sliding into her.
As he fucked her, Helena slid under her into a sixty-nine position and began to lick her from below. Under Ella’s direction, Lin began to tongue Wendy’s gorgeous rosebud bumhole, using lots of saliva to really lubricate her well. Ella took Dan’s hands and placed them familiarly on her breasts.
Unsurprisingly under such extreme attention, Wendy lost her calm professional demeanour and swore out loud as her first orgasm shuddered through her. In fact she began chanting, “Oh fuck, oh fuck,…,” as multiple climaxes ripped through her elegant body, despite an admonition from Ella.
When Dan pulled out of her cunt and lodged his knob at the tiny tight entrance to her most personal of holes, Wendy was panting in pleasure.
Ella and Lin grabbed hold of a buttock each and pulled them apart to ease Dan’s entry but it took several powerful thrusts before he was able to push himself all the way into her snug taut bottom, Wendy pushing back to help him despite releasing several screeches as he thrust himself in to her.
“How is she, Mr. Flan?” Ella asked happily, “Nice and tight, I hope.”
“Oh, fuck yes, she really is,” Dan replied in wonder at the hot cosiness of her anus.
Once he was in, Lin, without being asked, knelt down behind him to stick her agile young tongue into his arsehole and Helena pushed herself down the bed to suck on his balls.
“Ella, I want to see you touch yourself,” he ordered knowing that the combination of a tight bottom and tongues on his testicles and anus were just too much to maintain control for much longer,
“Certainly, Mr. Flan,” Ella replied before sitting at the top of the bed with her legs apart and reaching down with her right hand to finger her pussy and clit.
Dan was in a haze of pleasure. He couldn’t hear the mighty plane engines any more. All he could perceive was the heavy smacking of his large belly on Wendy’s lovable arse, the wet slurping of Helena’s mouth on his balls, the moist squelching as Lin’s tongue worked nimbly on arsehole and Ella’s frenzied panting and moaning as she brought herself to orgasm.
She had finally lost her smile as her mouth was now slack with lust and her eyes were closed as she rubbed her clit in a frantic circular motion.
Dan and Ella came together. Ella gave a surprisingly low visceral groan as her body tensed in release. Dan just shouted, “Oh fuck yes!” as he pumped Wendy’s petite arse full of spunk, before finally withdrawing and collapsing onto the bed in unqualified contentment.
After a few moments of recovery, Ella was the first to speak. “Well, Mr. Flan. I sincerely hope that our performance met with your approval?”
“Oh shit, yes,” he said with feeling, even as Lin tentatively licked at his cock, fresh from Wendy’s divine bum. He idly fondled Helena’s fat boobs with one hand while stroking Lin’s gently sucking head with the other.
“I’m sure Lin will be able to get you ready for another bout a little later. In the meantime can I offer you another drink and perhaps another, um, pharmaceutical pick-me-up?”
Over the next few hours Dan fucked all four stewardesses in all of their holes. The moments he would remember for the rest of his life included the instant when his cock was in Ella’s mouth and a ball each in Wendy’s and Lin’s mouths respectively while Helena reamed his arse. He would also never forget making a daisy chain as the girls licked each other out with him forming one of the links with his happy cock and lucky mouth.
By the end of the journey he was exhausted and his cock was extremely sore despite the use of several proprietary lubricants.
But, of course, he was happier than he’d ever been.
As the plane made its descent, he looked forward to the cabin crew in their seats. They were now all dressed but still looked immensely sexy.
He wondered what he would do for a tip and decided to get them something in New York, having established that they would be the crew for the return journey.
As he left the plane, he thanked each of them with a hug, a kiss and a grope. “Girls, thank you for the best few hours of my life. I’m going to buy you each something special this weekend as you really deserve a gift.”
“Oh, Mr. Flan, you really shouldn’t,” Ella replied with a smile but her eyes had lit up at the mention of a present. He realised that she was probably thinking diamond bracelet rather than the much more likely ‘I-LOVE-NY’ mug but he didn’t disabuse her. He thought maybe it was best if he left them the gifts at the end of the reverse flight.
“Mr. Flan, have a lovely time in New York. I think I can confidently speak for the crew when I say we’re really looking forward to flying you back to London. And we’ll do our absolute best to make your return journey even more satisfying. If you can think of anything else you’d like to try then we’ll be more than happy to put our bodies at your disposal. Thank you for flying with TGA,” Ella finished off with a big beaming smile.
Dan strode off the plane knowing that he really was a lucky bastard.
The End
Dee Poses
My wife Dee loves to pose for me in both video and still photography. Although very shy, she does have the desire to show herself to me, and is willing to go as far as I want her to in our sexual foreplay. Most recently, I’ve been able to get her to be a lot more open verbally during our video shoots, so much so, I’ve found out some of her deepest, darkest fantasies.
I’ve always been aware that she has fantasized about being with another woman, but never in my wildest dreams, knew that she had fantasies about other men. I was shocked at the notion that she was hot for other guys, but more because she is so shy and hadn’t ever mentioned it before. On the other hand, she’s a beautiful brown haired, brown eyed lady, with a 32b 25 37 body, perky brown nipples placed high on her breasts, and a beautiful round ass. We’ve often shared fantasies of her making love to other women, so it wasn’t a big leap to consider fantasizing about her with other men.
So, the only natural thing to do was to try and figure out a way to combine a photo or video shoot with another man, and still managing to get her to go along when she found out. I decided I should get someone she found attractive and that could quite possibly get her to go all the way.
Jon, an acquaintance from work, seemed to be a solid choice. She’s never said much about his appearance, hes a physically fit, 6 ft 200# construction worker. Dee always seems to hang close by when he’s here. I was sure she’d go for Jon, and I approached him to see if he’d be interested.
Not so surprising, he said he’d jump at the chance, and even had an idea of how to proceed. His plan was to have me set up a video shoot, have Dee wearing sexy clothing and a blindfold. Jon gets to the house before we do, hides downstairs and waits.
At 7 p.m., I had Dee get dressed in a black outfit with stockings, told her we’d be doing a sexy video. I led her to the bedroom and placed her on the bed, gave her an erotic story to read, and told her I’d be in in a couple minutes. The story was about a woman who was fucking another man while her husband watched, an idea that she said turned her on, yet would never do. In fact, Dee has often mentioned that someone videotaping us having sex was very exciting notion, but was too shy to actually do it.
I returned to the room, Dee was slowly rubbing the crotch of her sexy black outfit, and asked me what I wanted her to do. I opened the camera bag, prepped the video cam and grabbed a blindfold. Dee, somewhat surprised, put on the blindfold and waited for my instructions. At that point I told her I wanted her to imagine someone being in the room with us taping her every movement. I wanted her to imagine that she was performing for a man and that she was to go all out while I watched. She seemed confused and asked who she should imagine, my suggestion was someone that we both knew. Maybe Bob or even Jon.
That way there’d be a face to think about as we got her undressed and ready to be fucked. I knew she would pick Jon, he’s better looking and has a bit more personality than Bob. So…JON IT WAS!
I put on some light music, Jon’s cue, and started taping. Dee loves the camera, even when she can’t see it, and started dancing and bending over to expose her round ass. I give the camera to Jon and let him continue the recording session. It didn’t take very long and Jon had a good sized bulge in his pants. Dee was rubbing her tits through the lacy black outfit, slowly running her hands to her pussy.
Everyone was getting turned on, I kept giving instructions and asking her questions to get oral responses. Yes she was getting horny, yes the thought of Jon taping her in this state of dress was making her wet, and yes, she’d like to do many things to him. She unties her top, and exposes the meaty part of her breasts, careful to tease with her nipples, but by moving around a bit, Jon was able to get shots of those swollen gems.
I told Dee to put one foot upon the bed, and give me space to crawl between her lovely legs to get shots of her sweet pussy. She complied and Jon got a very hot view of my wife’s swollen pussy lips and bush. She maintained this position and I ordered her to bend forward so I could see her tits. She complied and for the first time, opened the top enough for Jon to get a clear view of her puffy nipples. Jon is now rubbing himself through his jeans, but is diligently filming away.
Dee sprawls out on the bed, lays her head off the edge of the bed and starts to rub her untrimmed pussy and tits at the same time. She’s in my favorite position and wants to suck my rock hard cock, so I move in and start fucking her mouth. Jon is within inches of her with the camera, and I ask her if she’d like to do this to Jon. She says it might be fun fantasy but she didn’t think she could possibly go through with it, after all, I was the only man who has ever seen her naked.
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As I fucked her mouth, I slid my hand down her stomach towards her pussy. I slowly ran my fingers into the top of her panties, and slowly rubbed her clit. She seemed to be resisting my efforts, but soon I found that the more I rubbed the more she responded. After about 5 minutes of petting, she had her legs wide open and my fingers were slipping in and out of her moist slit. Her pussy was agape, ready for whatever I had to put into it. As her breathing became more labored, and my cock was pumping in her mouth, I pointed at Jon to get down between her legs and fondle her juicy pussy. He kept taping, and he awaited my instructions to dive in and lick Dee’s cunt.
After several minutes, I felt Dee tense up, she stopped sucking on my cock for a few seconds, and I realized she knew there was someone else in the room. She was somewhat panicked, and asked who was there with us, I told her to imagine it was Jon. A moment later, she engulfed my cock whole, and started working me in a more fevered pitch. Her ass gyrating to the motion of Jon’s tongue, and her mouth being filled by my cock.
Dee was getting into this when I decided I wanted to watch. I told her its time for her to perform for me, that I would tape for awhile and that she could pull the blindfold and do what she wanted to do..that is fuck Jon! She removed the blindfold and asked me if I was 100% sure it was okay. I said yes, and Jon asked her to open her legs and rub herself.
Dee seemed somewhat apprehensive, but she spread her legs and played with her pussy as Jon had asked her to do. She told him to place the head of his dick against her pussy while she masturbated, something that really got her hot. I taped them playing and told Jon to push his cock ever so lightly against her moist opening.
It’s a weird feeling watching another man’s cock head disappearing into you wife, but at the same time it was very exciting. Dee was getting dangerously close to orgasm, her eyes closed and voice not much more than a whimper. Her breathing had become labored, and her hips were rising to the pressure of a stranger’s cock against her pussy.
I told Jon to roll her to her hands and knees, and then continue to push his cock against her pussy. They complied, with Dee rubbing her clit with the whole palm of her hand. Jon moistened his thumb and pressed against Dee’s asshole. She let out a low moan, she enjoys someone playing with her ass, spanking and rubbing her asshole, but doesn’t get into anal intercourse.
I moved to a better position, one where I could see her rubbing and Jon’s cock as he entered her. Dee let out a familiar groan, I ordered Jon to fuck her deep and hard. Dee was screaming from her orgasm as Jon was fucking her doggy style! I was getting it all on tape!
Dee was screaming at the top of her lungs “FUCK ME”! Jon let out a groan as he too was beginning to cum, and quickly unloaded in my wife’s cunt. I crawled up to my wife and forced my cock in her mouth as she was trying to keep Jon’s dick inside her. I could see the sweat glistening on her back as she swallowed my cock whole. It really didn’t take me very long to explode and shoot my load down her throat.
We all laid down and I awoke about a half hour later to find my wife sucking on a sleeping Jon’s dick. He was getting hard again, and she didn’t waste anytime getting him back to erect. Jon woke and positioned himself so that Dee could suck his cock, and then, get on top of him to control the thrusts.
I grabbed the camera again and sat off the bed taping her lovely mouth swallowing Jon deep. When Dee decided to mount Jon, she told me to get behind her with the camera, she wanted me to watch as his cock was totally swallowed by her pussy. I taped her as she slowly squatted on his dick, watching as his cock was surrounded by her moist pussy lips and ever so gently she took him all the way in.
What a tremendous turn on, like slo motion watching his cock slide into my wife’s slit. She started increasing her motion and I saw Jon reach up and start gently fondling Dee’s breasts. I kept the tape rolling, and as she bounced up and down, Jon grabbed her ass cheeks and spread them. I could see his cock sliding in and out, getting more and more of my wife’s juices on his cock, and still got to see her tight asshole. Once again, Dee exploded, “FUCK ME FUCK ME”, and I got to the head of the bed so I could capture the rapture of her orgasm. I also took another shot at her mouth with my cock, it is awesome watching a woman in such intense pleasure, still trying to please both of us.
Jon and I were quite satisified, and Dee just wanted to go to sleep. One thing though, as a finale to our tape session, I thought it only appropriate that she clean her juices off Jon’s cock, something Jon didn’t seem to have a problem with either.
Now Dee has on occasion, licked her fingers after they were in her pussy. It doesn’t happen very often, but I thought a close up of her licking Jon’s cock and getting all that stickiness off him would be awesome. Dee held up Jon’s now limp dick, and I closed in to get the tight shot. She worked for about 3 minutes and got him cleaned up, then I suggested she do the same for me…although I just wanted her mouth, I hadn’t fucked her so I didn’t have her juices on me at all. When Jon got up to leave, I was just about to come for the final time that night.
Dee was turned on with Jon in our lovemaking session and has suggested that next time, we bring in a woman.
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One Final Night
Our first year of college was almost finished. Since I was taking an astronomy course, one of the rare night classes offered at the college, I had the absolute worst exam slot for my final final exam of the year: 7:30PM-10:30PM on a Friday night. With the exception of the graduating Seniors and the sixty or so students enrolled in the two night classes of the semester, virtually everyone had left the campus already to begin their Summer Breaks.
Fortunately, my best friends were willing to stay behind. Cherry and I had been close friends since middle school and had both been accepted to the college by Early Decision; we had dated briefly in high school, and when she had come out as being bisexual, I was one of the few who stood by her, which had further cemented our close bond. Helen had been assigned by the college to be Cherry’s roommate, and the friendship they shared had sprouted quickly, soon resulting in a Sapphic encounter which I was privileged to witness firsthand as I purposely and voluntarily watched from across their small dorm room.
By Fall Break, the three of us were inseparable. Although we did engage in sexual relations – sometimes one-on-one, sometimes as a threesome – there was more than just sex which linked us together. Perhaps some would call it a poly relationship, but it was not really love – just something residing in that murky gray area between friendship and love, something which “friends with benefits” could not accurately explain to others.
All of that was rolling through my mind as I crossed the main quad following that damn exam. I glanced up at the clouds, hoping they would part, but, alas, the forecasted rain began to fall slowly as I approached the dorm.
Since it was a building for first-year students, almost everyone had already moved out. On the south wing of the building, I saw that I had apparently left the light on in my dorm room, and I saw that Jerry had already returned from the exam, for he stood at his window and waved. On the north end of the building, the light in the room that Cherry and Helen shared was off and the blinds were closed, but I knew that they were there, for they had instructed me to come to their room after I had finished the exam.
After leaving my backpack in my dorm room, I went to the north wing, headed one floor up from mine, and knocked at their door. A few moments later, Helen opened the door.
She was naked, and the area around her mouth was wet. My eyes quickly peered into the candlelit room to locate Cherry writhing upon the cool tile floor, her bare body greedily accepting her own fingers.
I began to harden instantly.
Wrapping an arm around my waist, Helen pulled me close, kissing me slowly. The taste of my longtime friend upon this newer friend’s mouth further solidified my arousal. I broke the kiss long enough to close and lock the door, then took Helen into my arms, kissing her again, tasting Cherry again.
When we separated at last and I looked to Cherry, I found she was still on the floor, still masturbating, avidly watching me, clearly wanting my attention. I crossed the short distance and knelt beside her, taking her hand and bringing it to my lips so that I could taste her more directly. She smiled, lust evident in her eyes.
“I want to watch you fuck Helen,” Cherry whispered huskily.
“You don’t want him to have you?” Helen asked with a bit of surprise in her voice.
Cherry shook her head. “I’ll have him to myself all summer long. This is the last time he’ll be able to fuck you until the fall semester.”
Helen was clearly touched by Cherry’s generosity, and bent down so the two young women could kiss. As they kissed, I took Cherry’s right nipple into my mouth, suckling gently, and was elated to have both Cherry and Helen touching me. Soon Helen shifted her attentions from Cherry’s mouth to her roommate’s left breast, and I just knew from her touches and her sounds that Cherry was truly relishing the attentions to her chest.
“Ow!” Cherry gasped, and I knew the Helen had bitten her roommate somewhat hard. So I did the same. Helen and I essentially traded turns in biting Cherry, making her squirm beneath us. As I began to play with Cherry’s clitoris, her sounds of pain began to be interspersed with sounds of pleasure, and Helen took my hint and began to work her fingers inside Cherry.
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