Procrastination

If any guy walking down my street had happened to knock on my door this afternoon he would have been dragged inside, bundled up the stairs and fucked hard by two girls until he was utterly satisfied. All day Chloe and I have been quietly obsessed with the prospect of the night ahead and horny as Hell.

I called Ted around lunchtime and told him in no uncertain terms that his services would be required. I didn’t tell him what we had planned, only that he should bring his car and be available to take us “somewhere”.

Having done that, the only other thing we had to do was work out what we should wear on our visit to St. John’s Wood. Of course there was an awful lot of procrastination. I opened the wardrobe and pulled out any number of dresses and skirt/blouse combinations, I rummaged through my lingerie drawer and pondered upon my options there. It was impossible to make a decision, so we gave up and went back to bed. 

I never managed to make my mind up. I spent most of the afternoon with my face against the duvet with my bum in the air enjoying Chloe’s skill with her tongue as she played with my cunt and arse-hole.

No underwear and a little cotton summer dress. That’s all we think we will need this evening. Ted will be here in a minute…

Exposed

I worked late yesterday evening. 

Paul wanted to fuck me first thing, but when I got to the office we found another colleague in early to finish a report. It was deeply frustrating. 

The stream of text messages I’d received from my boss would normally have been enough to turn me into a randy little whore, but my knickers were also completely soaked by the anticipation of the weekend to come. I don’t think I have ever had such an unproductive day at the office.

If I wasn't composing suitably saucy emails to Paul or writing up yesterdays post I was trawling through file sharing websites looking for pictures of the pornstar who was staying with the Model in NW8. Her career has certainly taken off. I found masses of photographs and movies available to download but avoided the temptation to fill up my work hard-drive. Unlike my client, this pretty blonde girl does plenty of boy-girl work. I was gazing at a series of pictures of her riding a huge cock when I realised that Lora was watching me. She came and sat next to me as we clicked through the images. 

I told Lora all about the phone call the night before. She was clearly jealous of the plans for the weekend. If she hadn’t already made arrangements with Charlie the beautiful red-head, I’m sure that she would have moved Heaven and Earth to watch Ted fuck the girl on the screen. I know this because she had her hand up her own skirt as we looked at a photo of the blonde girl getting buggered.

After work, when the office was empty, I went to Paul’s office and pulled my wet knickers off. I couldn’t wait for foreplay and he took me on the desk. It was so wonderful to feel his dick inside me again. He fucked me hard. I bent over his desk and lifted the hem of my short dress and wiggled my bottom at him. He put his hands on my bum and his thumbs followed the line of my black satin suspenders across my arse as they disappeared up my skirt. He grabbed me by my hips and pulled me backwards onto his much-longed-for dick. He fucked me passionately, his hip-bones colliding with my wobbly buttocks as he impaled me on his fat long cock. He filled my cunt with each thrust, fucking me so hard that my cervix felt bruised, but as he fucked me my mind was focussed on the images I’d been looking at all day and the thought of Ted fucking the girl in the pictures.

Paul’s balls emptied into my pussy, he collapsed over me and pressed my body against his desk. I felt his cock twitching inside me, pumping the last of his spunk into my womb. I didn’t cum, but I didn’t care. 

I genuinely forgot to put my knickers on again (if Paul didn’t pick them up off the floor then they would still be there when the cleaner arrives).

I joined Lora and Chloe in the pub afterwards. Lora looked at me with utter distain when arrived, a little later than I’d promised. But she forgave me before she raced off to Victoria to get her train because I promised to tell her about everything that will happen over the weekend.

Chloe was with “Sugar” and the other guys from the post-room. I went to the bar and bought a round of drinks. My boss’s spunk was running out of my pussy and into the tops of my stockings so I had to pass the beer and wine to one of the guys and nip into the toilets in search of a handful of tissue paper. Chloe followed me in and because she’s been learning from me and becoming a terrible slut, she asked me to issue a summons to the boy who has an awful crush on her to provide her with a quick fuck in one of the cubicles.

It meant that we were on the tube later than either of us expected, but as we sat there she whispered in my ear that she was convinced that the rather geeky guy, looking slightly the worse for wear, sitting opposite us was the man she wanked off earlier.

I blame the Pinot Grigio, but it took very little effort to persuade my young friend that what the guy wanted above all else was to take a look at two girls’ recently fucked pussies. 

We watched him closely. When we both knew that he’d noticed us in our short skirts and his bleary eyes kept darting down to the tops of our stockings, it was only going to be a matter of time before we parted our legs and exposed our pink sticky cunts to his view.

The poor chap will wank off tonight until he’s raw.

Girly phone-sex

I was sitting in my pyjamas on Thursday evening. The television was on, but I was paying very little attention. I knew that on Friday Paul was going to fuck me at work. Despite appearances to the contrary a girl can’t have everything – and for the past few weeks I haven’t been able to have Paul’s fabulous cock. I know that’s going to change tomorrow. When Paul wants to fuck me he starts off by sending me suggestive text messages and it makes no difference whether I ignore them or not, because they keep coming and always get more explicit until he gets me as horny as Hell.

So as I heard Chloe in the bath I started to play with myself. I admit that I was tempted to bring my flatmate into work with me at seven o’clock. All it would have taken was a quick message to my boss and he would have been there waiting for us.

We would have him lying naked on his back across his desk while we pulled down our knickers, pulled up our skirts and squatted over him. With our high heels digging into the leather surface on either side of his body I would be able to take all of his big dick in my pussy as she had him service her cunt with his mouth.

I was miles away for a moment, my imagination filled with the easily obtainable fantasy as my fingertips strummed my clit.

I was brought round by the sound of my phone beeping to alert me to in incoming message. I assumed it was the latest from Paul’s stream of filth. My phone was in my bag on the kitchen table, but the teenager had got out of her bath and was pouring out two glasses of wine from the fridge. She brought the drinks and my phone into the living room, passed me my glass and handed me the handset.

I saw that it was from the Model. I opened the message to see that it contained only a picture. I opened the image and saw a picture taken from a girl’s point of view of a blonde girl licking her cunt. I wasn’t a professional photo; it must have been taken on a phone, so I immediately assumed the photographer was my friend. Then it dawned on me that I recognised the pretty blonde girl. She was one of the girls that featured in the DVD that the Model had sent to me. She was one of the girls who my friend had been fucking with a strap-on in the film that we had left Ted watching when Chloe and I had taken a bath together in Kent. I was about to show it to Chloe when the phone rang. It was the same person who’d sent the picture.

“Jayne darling, how are you? And are you alone? Can we talk?”

“Hello, I’m fine thanks. I’m here with Chloe. But it’s OK”.

“She’s turned into quite a little whore hasn’t she? It must be wonderful to have such a pretty little plaything willing to do whatever you tell her to do. I’m really rather jealous. I hope that she’s not wearing any panties at the moment. Or have you relented on that little rule?”

“Oh no!” I couldn’t help but laugh a bit, “She still goes everywhere Commando. At the moment she’s just got out of the bath, so all she’s wearing is a big towel”.

“Did you just get my photo?” She sounded a little breathless as she spoke.

“Yes,” I said, “Isn’t that…”

“Yes it is. She’s going to be staying at my place for the weekend. She’s about to fly out to the Caribbean for a shoot, but for now she’s got her face firmly pressed between my thighs. She’s far better at licking my cunt when the cameras aren’t rolling. What about you? If your little sex-toy is nearly naked, what are you wearing?”

“Me? I’m in my pyjamas at the moment”.

“I want you to take them off, so that you can be getting your cunt licked as I speak to you”.

Chloe may do everything I tell her to do, but I always find it very difficult not to follow any instructions the Model gives me.

I relayed her orders to my flatmate, lifted my hips off the sofa so that she could pull down my pyjama bottoms then opened my legs and indicated that the girl should settle down on the floor in front of me. I leant forwards and untucked the bath sheet from around the girl’s bust and let the towel fall to the floor, then I beckoned her to come forward and pleasure me. I couldn’t help but gasp a little into the phone as the teenager’s tongue met my clit.

“Isn’t this good?” she asked.

“It’s heavenly”, I murmured in reply.

“We’ve been reading your blog”.

The Model is the only person I know who’s aware of my confessional. It’s sometimes a relief to be able to share my sexual exploits in person.

“You have been busy haven’t you? We were both very impressed with your latest adventure, and we were rather pleased to have played a minor role in the fun. That charming Irishman has a bit of a crush on me doesn’t he?”

“He’s always made that perfectly clear. When you pissed over his face in the winter he thought he’d died and gone to Heaven!”

“And he’s very attentive to you and Chloe after he’s driven you home from here?”

“Very!”

“Then I'm glad to be of service! I must admit, we were both intrigued to hear about his self-control. Do you think he could repeat his achievement with the four of you girls in Brighton?”

“I’m sure that he’d love to try”.

I was aware throughout the conversation that the Model was catching her breath as she spoke. Her blonde colleague was clearly excelling in her skills. 

The recognition of what the woman on the other end of the phone was saying dawned on me and the thought of taking Ted to St John’s Wood and watching him fuck each of us was almost unbearable. I pulled Chloe’s mouth hard against my cunt and fucked her face vigorously.

“Of course, we might have to test his resolve and shackle his hands. I think if he could take a blowjob from our two friends while he watched us fuck and still not cum, then perhaps he could satisfy all of us”.

The idea of producing such an amazing exhibitionist display made my heart pound. I grunted as Chloe licked and fingered my cunt with expertise. I could hardly speak as I listened to the woman down the line describe exactly what they planned to do. Her words and the teenager’s tongue brought me to a shattering climax and I dropped the phone and grabbed handfuls of Chloe’s chestnut curls in both fists and howled in ecstasy.

This weekend is going to be incredible.

Absentmindedly playing with Ted's cock

We carefully dried each other with the fluffy bath sheets as Ted waited for us both to go back. His marble-hard dick had lost nothing of its rigidity in our absence. When we appeared, we were both wearing the hotel’s soft bathrobes loosely over our shoulders. We settled on his knees, our robes open exposing our breasts, our nipples erect and eager to be kissed, licked and sucked. 

His mouth met each in turn. I let the robe slip from my shoulders, and pushed my tits into his mouth as I cradled the back of his head and pulled him into my bust. He swapped his attention to Chloe and I checked the strength of his erection. He didn’t disappoint us.

“Jayne says that you have some new underwear for me”, said Chloe.

He indicated towards his luggage with a nod, and she rose and went to open his bag. Two parcels were lying on the top, each wrapped in the familiar pink of Agent Provocateur.

Chloe opened them both and laid the contents out on the bed as I sat on Ted’s knee. There were two lilac satin and black lace bras, with matching suspender belts, and to go with each a pair of traditional seamed pure silk stockings. He knew how I had forbidden Chloe to wear any panties so there was only one tiny thong.

I sat on his knee. One arm was draped around his shoulder and with my free hand I played with his stiff dick.

“Do you know,” I said, “that when I fucked my boss with Alice that he wanted to fuck both of us when we were wearing the sameoutfits?”

Ted nodded, and then he rapidly shook his head. He clearly didn’t know what response he should make.

“It was very erotic,” I said, “and he fucked us brilliantly. Are you going to match him?”  

It was cruel, but it proved worthwhile.

Chloe wrapped the suspender belt around her waist as I sat on Ted’s knee playing with his wonderful thick cock. She clipped together the hooks and eyes just below her navel, and then she spun it round her waist. She made sure the symmetry of the garment matched her body. She then sat on the bed and gathered up each of the stockings into her grip and slid her legs into the stretching soft silk. Her shapely legs were transformed into very desirable “fuck me pins” as she straightened the seams and attached the suspenders,

As we watched her, I absentmindedly played with Ted’s cock, letting him know that watching Chloe dress in this lingerie was turning me on as much as him. With spit in my palm, I gently squeezed and toyed with his velvet glans in my hand.

We swapped positions. Chloe sat on his knee as they watched me dress in the same outfit. She slowly wanked Ted off while she toyed with her clit. 

The Irishman’s eyes switched backwards and forwards from the girl fingering her cunt as she sat on his knee, to me putting on the same outfit he’d given to her. The only difference between us was when I stepped into the flimsy pair of tiny knickers. I pulled them up let the small triangle of lilac satin cover my five blue stars. The g-string slipped snugly between my buttocks and I let the waistband snap into place around my hips. I knew what was coming.

Ted pulled his wrists against their restraints but couldn’t release them. 

He wanted to get into my knickers and I couldn’t help but wonder how long I would be wearing them. Immediately I could feel the little gusset begin to soak with the moisture dripping my cunt.

Fully dressed in the lingerie I approached them. Their eyes were glued to the triangle of satin that disappeared between my legs as I brought it close to their faces. Instinctively, Ted tried to reach up and pull my knickers down, but his restraints prevented him.

I said, “Who wants to lick my twat?” and before the words left her mouth, Chloe had pulled my panties down to my knees.

She got off Ted’s knee as I turned around. I presented my naked arse to him to bite.

His teeth and his tongue explored the soft flesh I had presented to him, he nipped and bit and licked my arse, edging closer to my cunt, He leant forward, as much as he could, hoping to meet my wet pussy with his tongue.

Chloe was on her knees in front of me and he met her tongue duelling against his to reach my clit. I gasped as two people fought to taste the fresh juices pouring from my cunt, 

My knickers were still stretched between my knees. With my legs apart Chloe teased my clit with her tongue as she knelt in front of me and without breaking contact with my friend’s mouth, I lowered my cunt onto Ted’s waiting dick. My pussy covered the tip of his dick and as I rested my hands against the arms of the chair, he found it easy to thrust upwards into my cunt. 

Chloe was sucking and licking my clit as the Irishman penetrated me. Her mouth was welded against my pussy as each inch of his dick rapidly pounded into me. A stream of filthy obscenities flowed out of my mouth at high volume in the staccato rhythm of his thrusts.

The orgasm hit me like a juggernaut, and I collapsed onto Ted’s erect dick. He filled my cunt as I fell onto him. My body quivered and shook while Chloe continued to stroke my so sensitive clit with her soft tongue. In ecstatic delirium I shouted, “Now please fuck my girlfriend up her arse!”

Chloe rose to her feet. She helped to pull me to my feet and Ted’s dick slipped out of me with a loud plop and slapped back against the Irishman’s flat stomach. His cock was covered with the pearly secretions of my cum. Very wet and slippery, and eager to penetrate my housemate’s arse. 

For the second time Ted watched a girl back onto his dick, but this time Chloe guided his rod against her tight sphincter. It gave way against the pressure, and his head slipped into her. I knelt between their feet, and as Chloe brought her heels up to rest on the seat of the armchair, it gave me a perfect view of Ted’s slow repetitious thrusts into my friend’s tight ring.

Chloe’s arse-hole accepted the first inch of Ted's cock, but then more and more

.

When I saw that Chloe was fully impaled, I met her clit with my tongue. I was sucking and licking the teenager’s cunt as she was getting deeply buggered by an Irishman whose balls were tight with semen. I could see how heavy his balls were as his dick pushed upwards into Chloe’s arsehole.

Ted and I could both hear how close she was to cumming, but my interest in making her orgasm waned. All of my attention was centred around the girth of his dick opening her arse, and I suddenly didn’t care whether Chloe got off or not, I simply wanted to watch Ted dick and bollocks unload. 

As I was watching, Ted’s balls lifted in his scrotum. I was paying attention and when the Irishman withdrew I managed to pull his dick out of the teenager’s arse as the first massive pulse of spunk shot out from his cock. It landed right across my face from my hair to my chin.

With the second pulse I took his dick between my lips and I have never felt so much sperm enter my mouth. I was fully aware that Ted’s dick had just been in Chloe’s arse. I loved the bitter taste of it.

As the third pulse of spunk hit the back of my throat, it was more than I could swallow. 

The fourth and the fifth landed on my throat and over my tits. Chloe collapsed on top of Ted in the chair, her legs wide open and she felt my semen spattered face return to her pussy. My spunk covered tongue stroked her clit and I brought her to her orgasm in seconds.