“We have,’ Jenny sighed, my cock felt like it grew an extra three inches when she said that, and Jenny’s grip did feel like it tightened around mini-Mike.
“What happened?” I pressed as I slid my finger inside her. Across from us Mel was kissing down Hugh’s body towards his cock whilst the humanist pastor gently stroked her hair. Mel continued to kiss down Hugh’s slim body till she got to his tool and kissed from the root, all the way up a swollen vein before she started to kiss the crown. Mel raised her eyebrows to Hugh and he nodded back before Mel engulfed his tool all the way to the base. I moved my thumb over Jenny’s clit as I watched this situation develop, drawing more of a response from Jenny as she watched her best friend. “Tell me what happened?”
“We were…oh that’s nice. We were both drunk after a…a…ooh, that feels good,” Jenny continued as I took further action and took her unpierced nipple into my mouth, enjoying the sensation of it being flesh only. “And we…we were sat on the sofa and…Oh God, Michael. We got closer, giggling and…Oh shit…I asked her if she had ever been with a girl?”
“Had she?” I asked, whilst my eyes were fixed on Mel, sucking on Hugh’s cock, until someone moved behind her, someone I knew all too well, someone I knew better as “Sir”…my boss, Frank Forrester. Frank moved behind Mel, his hand softly stroking her backside, a touch Mel seemed familiar with as her eyes lidded in delight at his caresses. Mel looked back and I could see her mouth the word “Frank” whilst laughing. Frank knelt forward, his tool in his hand, rubbing it up and down Mel’s pussy. Mel bit her lip, all girly, and then nodded as he slowly slipped his monster inside Mel, her eyes closing in delight as she turned back around to face Hugh’s cock and restarted chugging it down, the three of them moving together like they were one.
“She said…she hadn’t ” breathed Jenny, her eyes watching Mel too, as she continued with the story. “We both leant forward and kissed, giggling as we did at the silliness of what we were…Hmmm…doing. Oh yeah! And then we…Ooh!…we stopped giggling,” Jenny remarked as I moved my face back up to hers and our lips moved against each other, our eyes closed, the image of Mel and the story of the lesbian tryst put on hold as I wanted to experience the joy of Jenny’s mouth on mine.
“What happened next?” I asked, opening my eyes and gazing across at Mel who looked like she was in heaven with Frank’s cock pounding into her from behind with long deliberate strokes and Hugh’s thick cock in her mouth.
“We stopped giggling and I felt Mel unbutton my blouse and…fucking hell…grab my breasts,” Jenny sighed as I moved my finger in her tight insides to try and find her G-Spot whilst my palm moved against her clit. Mel and her two fellas all moved so she was upright on her knees with one hand on Hugh’s tool and another on Frank’s as he bent over to Mel and they both smooched like teenagers, both Hugh and Frank standing either side of Mel as she looked at both tools, her mind racing as to what to do before she took Frank’s member in her mouth, her hand moving up and down Hugh’s rod.
“What else?” I asked as I moved my mouth over Jenny’s left nipple, my tongue moving round the rough surface enjoying the feeling of it swelling beneath my tongue.
“Ugh…she…oh yeah…Mel removed my top and my bra and moved her hand down my jeans and…HOOOO…pressed two fingers against me,” Jenny whimpered. I took that as a cue and moved two fingers onto her clit, rolling them round her nub. I looked back over at Mel to see where she was at, and her position had changed again. She was now rolling her hips up and down Hugh’s tool, her face showing just how much pleasure she was getting from his stubby rod, as her cheeks hollowed whilst her mouth sucked on Frank’s stiffy, although I was distracted somewhat as Jenny gripped my tool.
“Carry…fuck…carry on with…your er…your story,” I managed to mutter, as her hand moved slowly down my length, before my mouth went back to Jenny’s nipples, standing up like tiny bullets.
“I started…HMMM! Pulling at her clothes till…oh my stars…till we were both naked and…OOH…and then I leant back and…” Jenny continued as my eyes were again focussed on Mel who now had someone else paying her attention. Mel was rolling her hips up and down Hugh’s tool whilst he was resting on his arms, leaning up to suck on Mel’s incredible tits, whilst she now had two standing suitors on either side of her, one being Frank the other being Doctor Bart, her hands moving down both of their erections as she looked up dolefully at them, yearning their approval as she occasionally lost concentration and closed her eyes in bliss at the pleasure Hugh was giving her.
“You leant back and what?” I questioned, as I reached round Jenny and pulled her right to me, her eyes going wide in joyful shock at the move, her eyes locked on mine as her hand moved up and down my cock and my fingers played with her pussy, my hand loving the feeling of hairs against my palm, before she leaned forward and pressed her lips against mine, her hand caressing my jaw as her tongue lolled lazily against my firmer more urgent movements.
“She…that’s good…she moved her face between my…fucking hell…legs and…started licking me,” Jenny breathed, her face inches away from mine. In my mind I could just imagine the two of them, younger and naked, Mel’s tits hanging down as she moved her face between Jenny’s legs, the slim blonde with her bobbed hair looking down and submitting to Mel’s hunger whilst her tongue danced across her quim. I could feel my desire peaking, the lust growing in Jenny’s eyes as she looked at me. I moved round and knelt between her legs, pulling them toward me and plonking her on her back. I moved over her and aimed my cock at her opening. Although I wanted to watch her mouth wrap around my end, taste her pussy lips and enjoy her new and interesting flavour, there was something else I was craving from her, an intimacy, a closeness. Jenny reached down to my cock and moved the head inside her, my hips then doing the rest as I bundled my meat into her warm, welcoming wetness. “Oh, fucking Hell, that’s nice,” Jenny said, her face inches from mine.
“More,” I advised her as I started to roll my hips, moving my dick in and out of her sumptuous snatch. “Tell me more of your time with Mel”.
“OH FUCK!” screamed Mel. Jenny and I looked over at what was happening next to us. Mel was leaning forward onto Hugh, trembling, with Hugh’s dick in her pussy whilst Doctor Bart eased, carefully into her arse, the two men slowly grinding their hips into my Mel. She raised her head, a look of bewildered ecstasy on her features as Frank looked on, his hand moving up and down his tool as the two men enjoyed Mel’s amazing body.
“Oh my God. She’s fucking wild, isn’t she?” Jenny asked in amazement upon seeing her friend let loose in such a display of wanton frenzy. I turned back to Jenny as I led on top of her and watched as her eyes came back to me. Those bluey-grey-green circles sat in a pale milky ocean stared back at me. I’d always seen Jenny as Mel’s skinny mate who I lusted after but probably shouldn’t, but now, feeling her naked body beneath mine as I slowly rolled my cock inside her, watching her eyes glaze over upon each thrust, I realised she was so much more. I moved forward and kissed her, losing myself in the moment, our tongues dancing, our breaths combining, till I felt something cold and wet move down the crack of my backside.
“What the?” I said as I looked around and saw Sylvia there, an open bottle of lube in one hand and her other hand gliding up and down her plastic, strap-on rod.
“Hey there, Sarge,” Sylvia responded as she looked down on me, her huge, frizzy mop of red hair making her look like a lion, and I wasn’t looking forward to being fucked by a lion. I was just about to protest when I felt Jenny’s finger against my face, moving my gaze back to her.
“Hey. It’s okay,” Jenny said, looking back at me. “The thought of this really turns me on,” she continued. I thought for a moment before I turned back to face Sylvia and nodded.
“All right,” Sylvia cackled as she pushed a gooey finger into my anus, lubing and loosening me up, before inserting another finger. I relaxed as I gently maintained my rhythm in and out of Jenny, the devilish pixie whose eyes were glistening with mischievous delight at the thought of me getting pegged by Sylvia as I continued to fuck her. I felt Sylvia’s hand on my back as she steadied herself, the head of the plastic strap-on pressed against my back passage. I relaxed myself as much as possible as I felt the artificial phallus sink into me a couple of inches. I opened my eyes and gazed at Jenny, whose look of desire spurred me on. I moved my cock out of her and eased back onto the dildo, as Jenny stared at me in wonder, impressed at my commitment before I moved forward and slammed my cock inside her, slowly moving back and then ramming her, building up a rhythm behind and in front of me. “Fucking Hell,” commended Sylvia, moving little as I did the thrusting heavy lifting.
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