As my nipple was in his mouth, I felt him grasp one of my hands and move it round to my back… I knew this move well enough to position my other hand right next to it behind my back and with his large hands he held my wrists together whilst his other hand undid my skirt at the back. This was a well practiced routine that never ceased to turn me on and as my skirt fell to the floor I felt Abi’s eyes on me. I’d almost completely forgot she was there, out of my line of vision as she was and, as I turned my head to look for her, I let out out a small gasp as I found her on the chair, leaning back, her legs slightly apart, her knickers around one ankle and the vibe in her hand, clearly working on her clit. But it was the look on her face that elicited the gasp… staring straight at me she had the same expression trained on me as the first time she saw me wet my knickers for her in public. It was a look of complete lust, utterly turned on, completely rapt in the act that played out before her and I was the object of her desire. I very nearly came just through that look… but right at that moment Steve turned me around and pushed me onto the bed, pulling my knickers off as I fell back onto the soft linen quilt.
Before I knew it he was between my thighs, gently breathing on my fully waxed pussy, his eyes searching up my body for mine. I gazed back at him and for a few seconds our eyes locked, before both of us looked at Abi whose expression hadn’t changed but the position of the vibe had… it was now nestled in the folds of her beautifully trimmed pussy while her other hand was teasing her clit, slowly and methodically… I could tell her breather had quickened and that she was really enjoying herself. Steve looked back at me with a big wide smile and gently spread my waiting wet lips with the fingers of both hands, parting me completely, opening me up for him to see deep into my most intimate place. With another look at Abi, whose gaze remained firmly on me, Steve dove his tongue deep inside me and I threw my head back as the incredible sensation of his tongue exploring my willing cunt enveloped me.
I knew what Steve liked in this situation… gentle, quiet, girly moans… the odd “Oh Daddy” thrown in… not too much, just a liberal sprinkling. I also knew that although I was nearing a climax, i wouldn’t be orgasming for a while yet. Sure enough, as the tingling sensation began to spread across my body before slowly refocusing on my pussy he pulled away. The next part of our liaisons was always different… but this time he gently pulled me off the bed and walked me over to the desk. I guessed what he’d want and delicately arched myself over the front of the desk, my legs feet about a meter apart and my bum pointed towards him. I knew I was wet, but I didn’t realise how wet until I saw a couple of little streaks running down my legs as I looked back at him. As he gripped my waist, I felt the tip of his cock against. my soaking pussy lips. As he gently rubbed up and down, from my ass to my clit and back again, teasing me in the most incredible way, I felt my juices coat his cock and im spread them up and down before he gently entered me… slowly, in one move, pushing all the way inside my pussy until his balls were hard up against me.
I let out a long, slow, deep groan, quite different to the light, girlish whimpers I’d expressed on the bed. This man was inside me, taking me, owning me… and all the while my girlfriend, the woman I loved was on a chair, a few feet away from us, masturbating to the site of her girlfriend being fucked by a man shed never seen before. At least, i thought she was on the chair. In actual fact she was now standing beside me, her bum leaning on the desk, her hand caressing my cheek. I looked up and locked eyes with her and then glanced back at Steve, who was smiling, willing me to do what ever I wanted with Abi.
I straightened up a little and gently took a step back, all the while keeping my bum locked to Steve’s groin and his cock deep inside me. Abi moved in front of me and sat on the desk, her legs open and I moved back towards her, nestled between her legs while Steve gently moved in and out of me from behind. As she took my face in her hands and pulled my lips towards hers, she momentarily refocused her gaze on Steve. I’ll never forget what happened next… as she whispered in the sexiest, low deep voice to him “Fuck her for me Steve”. She then began kissing me… deep, long, slow passionate kisses… her tongue darting into my mouth and mine into hers. one of her hands began to move down her body and at first I thought she was moving towards her own clit, but no, it was mine that she was reaching for.
As her fingers found my engorged clit, I let out another deep, long moan and pushed back on Steve’s cock hard. Her touch was wonderful and I marveled at the scene currently playing out. That I was being fucked by a client… someone paying for the privilege whilst my girlfriend, someone who had no interest in men, not only let him, but seemed to be reveling in it as she worked to bring me to what I felt sure would be an earth shattering orgasm.
I steadied myself in this new position and maneuvered one of my hands to her own beautiful Pussy. Abi loved to be fingered… ideally 2-3 fingers working their way in and out, with a little finger finding her asshole and the thumb brushing her clit. It was a over I had mastered and, although the current position made it tricky, it was far from impossible. As I slid in and out of her, I felt the muscles of her cunt contracting against my fingers… I knew she wasn’t far away from orgasm and I couldn’t wait to cum at the same time as her, with Steve’s cock still thrusting into me. But Abi had other ideas. She moved her hand away from my clit and gently grabbed the wrist of the hand that was pleasuring her. “I don’t want to cum til it’s over… til it’s just you and me” she whispered in the quietest voice directly into my ear. I knew immediately that this meant I needed to avoid cumming too as this should be a moment we shared together.
I knew I wasn’t far away… i could already feel the crescendo rapidly approaching and even without Abi’s wonderfully dexterous fingers stimulating me, it was only a matter of a couple of minutes before I crested the wave and the oncoming orgasm exploded throughout me pussy, radiating across my body. Try as I might, I knew there was very little I could do to stop it. What I also knew, however, was that Steve was rapidly getting to the same point and I knew the signs that meant it was time for me to gently pull away, allow him to slide out and move onto the final stage of our erotic adventure.
I pushed my bum back gently and then moved forward again, the move that I knew would have him slip out of me, particularly given how wet and aroused I was. As I felt his depart my aching cunt, I turned, dropping to my knees at the same time… His glistening cock was waiting for me, rock hard and twitching, eager to feel my hot mouth around it. As I always did, I looked up and found his lustful eyes gazing down at me… that look of utter desire, slight helplessness and urgency ever present. As I brought his cock to my lips, one hand wrapped around it, the glistening head, covered in my sticky juices, I opened just enough for him to pass through, feeling my lips all the way in… and devoured him whole.
There is a certain technique to deep throating that it took me quite a while to master but once you’ve got it, its really not that tricky… providing the guys isn’t massive! Breathing in through your nose and out through your mouth whilst making a slight “ahhh” sound works and on your knees has always worked best for me, especially if the guy is a little taller. Looking up into their eyes helps too and it ensures you’re more likely to be in the right position. With his cock point slightly down, its just a case of slowly, gently gliding it in and slow, gentle and deep have always been my key watch words when it comes to blow jobs. As he made it all the way in, I felt hands gather my hair and hold it behind my head. As Abi held my hair she knelt down and whispered to me “You look so pretty with his cock in your mouth!” I’d subsequently find out that she said it loud enough for Steve to hear and was looking directly at him as she said it.
Clearly this had the desire effect as I felt his cock stiffen, felt his balls contract a little and the next thing I knew he was exploding into my mouth, down my throat… a veritable torrent of his hot cum flooding into me. And I fucking loved it! I loved knowing that Abi was holding my hair back, right by my side… I loved knowing, feeling, tasting how much Steve had enjoyed our encounter… and I loved the fact that, after this was over, once we had all cleaned up, dressed, said our goodbyes and Abi and I had made our way back to my place, we’d spend the rest of the long night ahead recounting the moments, whilst reveling in each other’s bodies and delivering wave after wave of pleasure to each other.
I hope you enjoyed the first installment of my Escort Stories. Please let me know what you think in the comments… and if you’d like to read more. Until then… have fun 😉
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