What with it being Mother’s Day on Sunday, Chloe and I did the right
thing and took the train home to visit our both of our Mums on Saturday morning.
Knowing that the trip home would also involve a little period of enforced celibacy
and the pretence of virtuousness, we’d done our best to satisfy our libidos the
day before. I had stayed late at work to fuck my boss and Chloe had gone out
with the boy from the post-room and had a quickie in the pub toilets, but we
were both back at my flat waiting for the Irishman to arrive and continue the
party by nine-thirty.
None of us got much sleep on Friday night. Ted was an absolute star.
Neither of us allowed him much time to take a nap and he always rose to the
challenge, so when we all eventually decided to get up in the morning, the sheets
were covered with huge, sticky puddles of spunk that had oozed from our pussies
and soaked into the mattress.
After showers and breakfast, Ted gave us a lift to the station and after
we’d each kissed him goodbye and settled into our seats on the train the
memories of the night before stayed in my mind. The previous evening hadn’t
satisfied my libido, but rather the opposite was true. If our destination had
been anywhere else I know that I would have escorted the girl to the toilets on
the train and gone down on her. The only reason why I didn’t is that I knew
that my Dad would be meeting me at the station and there is no way on Earth
that I would greet him with a kiss when my mouth had just been pressed against
a teenager’s cunt.
It was really lovely to be home and see my family. Even my sister’s
husband was on good form (he only talked about fishing briefly). So on Sunday
lunchtime we all went out to a foodie pub for lunch.
By complete coincidence across the room was Emma with her family. She
gave me a friendly wave when we walked in. She did look great. She was very
well dressed and was displaying enough of her ample bust to make my Dad whisper
an appreciative comment to my brother-in-law and receive a playful smack from
my Mum. When I was asked how I knew the girl, I didn’t want to admit that I’d
got up to all sorts of sexy naughtiness with her last Christmas, so I told them
that she was an old school friend of my flatmate.
After I’d eaten my pudding I excused myself and went for a pee. As I
walked to the toilets I was aware that Emma had left her family’s table and was
following me. I held the door open for her so see could join me. I asked her
how she was.
She followed me into the cubicle and closed the door behind us. I pulled
my knickers down and sat on the seat and tinkled away as she stood before me.
As I pissed she told me that she was still with Simon, but now he did whatever
she told him to do. She had sourced a chastity cage and she insisted that he
wear it all the time. She said that now he was completely under her control.
“I’ve told him
that he can only fuck me after he's brought me another man. He’s only
allowed to fuck me if my cunt is already full of another guy’s sperm. I make
him arrange everything, when we’re out, I tell him which guys I might want to shag and he has to go and ask the man to screw me. That way it looks like it’s not
my idea, but usually after he’s asked a guy to fuck me I tell him that he has to
leave us alone. Sometimes it's fun watching him squirm with his cock in the cage, but the other guy's don't always appreciate it! Some do of course, some seem to enjoy humiliating him as much as they enjoy having me, and then they really go to town. One bloke got Simon to suck his cock after he been doing me up the arse and he made Simon politely ask if he would 'bring along another well-hung stallion to have a threesome my girlfriend'. Most of the guys Simon has asked to fuck me have had bigger
dicks he has, and he’s started to apologise if they’re not large enough to
satisfy me. I make him look at the bulges in their trousers and tell me how big
he thinks their cocks are before he approaches them. He always has to wait for
his turn and if he's found me a guy or two who're really well-hung I usually don’t even let him watch! He has to wait outside his
bedroom and listen to us all screwing. I always make sure that he knows how much I’m
enjoying getting fucked. I’m always pretty vocal. Then I invite him in to lick
my messy pussy after I’ve been shagged while the others watch. It’s only if Simon can make me cum after
another guy’s fucked me that I will even consider unlocking his cage. When I do,
he’s ever so grateful”.
It was only then that I realised that I was idly fingering my cunt as
Emma was speaking.
*
When Dad took me back to the station, Chloe was waiting on the platform
with her parents. About thirty seconds after the train pulled away and we
stopped waving out of the window I dragged her into the toilets and pulled up
my skirt and yanked my knickers down. I told the teenager all about her friend’s
news until I flooded her mouth with my longed for climax.
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