Leaving Raddling Close Part 9 of 9
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The Sunday morning dawned early, bright and clear. Sally was upstairs getting the room ready for their first guest of the day. It would be Pradeep, from number four who liked a good, hard shag with Sally without Steve being involved. Pradeep had moved into the Close with his partner, Justin, only a few months before Steve and Sally had arrived. They had not made many connections with the other residents of the Close, so were somewhat relieved when Steve and Sally were happy to chat with them.
Justin was a hairdresser and a very good one. After around a month, Sally urgently needed her hair done but couldn’t get an appointment anywhere. She had called round to number four to plead with Justin only to find he was delighted to be asked. Sally was very pleased with the results, so it had become a frequent arrangement. She had asked what else Justin did and he had listed his talents, including waxing. Sally made an appointment for a leg wax and again Justin proved well skilled and very professional. On her second waxing appointment, she asked, part joking, if he would wax her pussy. She hated to have any hair down there.
“Of course, my dear! Just slip your panties off and we’ll take a look.”
About an hour later she had the smoothest lips she had ever had. At first, it felt a little strange to be sitting there, legs hooked over the arms of the chair and not have a man rock hard and about to shag her, but Justin was gay, and she did nothing for him. Waxing her pussy was added to the list of regular appointments.
During one such appointment, Pradeep had arrived home. Sally was leaning back in the chair, legs wide open, while Justin waxed her lips when Pradeep came into the room. No problem she thought, Pradeep is Justin’s partner and is also gay. So, she just said, ‘Hi Pradeep.’
On this occasion, Justin needed to leave for another appointment immediately he had finished with Sally, so rushed out leaving Sally to get her stuff together. She was just putting her panties back on when Pradeep came into the room. His trousers were undone, and he had a massive erection sticking out the front. Sally was both surprised and impressed. His dark coloured skin made the swollen head look almost purple.
“Pradeep, I thought you…” He was now close to her.
"I'm bi, but don’t tell Justin, please. I was married for a few years to a beautiful Indian girl, but she couldn’t stand the men in my life.”
Sally just couldn’t stop her hand reaching out, taking his end onto her palm and wrapping her fingers around his shaft.
“I’ve heard you and Steve are swingers, so I’m hoping …”
He stopped as the sensation of a woman’s hand on his cock hit him. He gasped. Sally started to kneel.
“Please don’t,” said Pradeep, “I get enough head from Justin. I only want to eat and fuck pussy.”
And he did. His pussy eating was excellent and had Sally screaming with pleasure. When he pushed his cock into her it filled her with both its length and girth. And he had stamina, driving in and out of her at a set rhythm for a long time, not even faltering when she came heavily, continuing until he pumped into her, leaving her nicely waxed pussy in a real, sticky mess.
Although he didn’t make regular requests, Pradeep would phone her to see if he could ‘come round’ once or twice a month. Each time, Justin had no idea what he was doing. Pradeep never wanted Steve to be involved or even watching.
"I just want to be certain you are OK with it," Sally had said when she explained Pradeep’s request to him. "It's just that if he comes around he'll want it to be just him and me, so no watching. I think he has all the ‘man' in his life he needs." Steve was still cool about it. After all, Sally often let him be alone with other women.
Pradeep arrived on time on that Sunday morning, and Steve let him in.
“Hi Pradeep! Sally’s upstairs, usual room.”
“I don’t know what I’m going to do when you leave!” Pradeep did look honestly at a loss. “Sally was perfect. No threat, just great, relieving sex.”
“I’m sure you’ll find someone,” said Steve. “You’d better get up there or she’ll start without you!”
Pradeep came into the room. Sally was reclining on the bed wearing hold-up stockings and an open lace top. “Hi there, big boy,” she purred. Her hand was already at work on her pussy. He slipped his shirt off and pushed down his shorts. His cock sprang upward, slapping against his stomach.
He got on the foot of the bed and crawled towards Sally. As he did so, she opened her legs wider and wider. When he was just in range he lunged at her pussy, burying his face into her lips. His tongue ravished her, pushing between them, lapping at her clit, licking out the juices that poured from her. Then he sucked her clit into his mouth and she came deeply.
Downstairs Steve could hear their moans and screams of pleasure. While he preferred to be watching Sally have sex, he was quite happy just hear the effect she was having on Pradeep and he was having on her. When she screamed ‘Oh Fuck' he knew she had cum.
Watching Sally and hearing Sally as she had sex with other men had started early in their relationship. After the Christmas party night, when they had first shagged, he saw Sally frequently. They had sex every time he visited her place, or she came to his. However, she made it clear this wasn’t an exclusive agreement. A night in January she called him late and asked if she could come and stay the night. Steve eagerly agreed. When she arrived she was a bit hyperactive. He hung her coat up and then saw her short skirt, a top stretched across unfettered breasts, with a lot of cleavage showing. She put her arms around him, pushing her hips against his.
“I want to fuck,” she whispered to him. “Now!”
She backed away from him, pulling him by his arms, continuing until she sat on the sofa and spread her legs. She lifted her skirt, exposing her pussy to him.
“You liked the idea of sloppy seconds in that video, so here’s your chance.”
It was, she squeezed her pussy inside and white cum slipped out from between her lips. Steve's cock was trying to rip its way through his jeans. He undid them, not taking his eyes off her used pussy for a second, dropped them to the floor and stepped out of them. Dropping to his knees between her thighs he took a closer look. Her lips were swollen, glistening with cum and pussy juice. Her inner lips were stretched out making a kiss shape. He had to eat her before ramming into her. Tina's words from all those years before ran through his head as he lowered his lips onto hers, ‘If you can't eat it, you can't fuck it' and sucked and licked the sticky mess.
“Who was it,” he asked between licks.
“They…”
That pushed him over and he sat up, then pushed his cock, slowly into her. She was hot as usual, but instead of a watery wetness, the inside of her pussy was silky, velvety smooth. The more of his cock he pushed in the more cum came out. He watched himself disappearing into her used pussy, the other men’s cum pooling on to his leather sofa until he was right up to the hilt. Sally wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him sharply towards her.
“Fuck me hard!” she growled at him. So, he did. Hard, very hard. Slamming against her. She writhed on his cock making it push harder against the inside of her pussy on the in-stroke until she orgasmed, the shudders causing her to clench her pussy and force out more cum. Steve saw the new flood and pumped his load inside her. It seemed like it wouldn’t stop, pump after pump sent his spunk deep inside her, until he slumped forward, his head resting on her still covered tits.
Upstairs Sally and Pradeep were moving on to phase two. Recovered from her orgasm, Sally got Pradeep to lie face up on the bed, then moved until her body was above his head. She lowered herself to sit on his face, her swollen and wet lips spreading around his nose, her clit pressed onto his mouth. Once in place she rocked back and forth, starting gently but getting rougher and rougher.
She knew he did not want his cock sucked, but he did like it held. She wrapped both hands around it and used it to pull herself back and forth. Its size and hardness always impressed her. He was rock hard, and her first finger and thumb could not close together around it due to its girth. Pardeep was grunting and groaning, both very muffled. Her rocking increased until the thrill of his beard on her clit got her off again. Shuddering, all her weight went on his face, and her hands gripped harder on his cock. He was finally forced to push her off, and she lay on her side, next to him with her head by his knees. Steve heard Sally's second set of screams and knew she had come again. ‘Should be one more,' he thought.
As his relationship with Sally deepened, he got to know some of the men in her life. Most were married or in committed relationships so snuck away to shag with her and then quickly departed, but one or two were more relaxed. One such guy was Pat. He was in his fifties, married with grown-up kids, and had done rather well for himself. He visited the Birmingham area once a month and had been introduced to Sally by one of Ballcock's major client bosses. He had a charisma, wined and dined Sally, who responded by becoming a regular fuck partner. It was an easy-going relationship. Pat knew Sally had a lot of other sexual partners and was unfazed by it all.
On one visit she had said she couldn’t make a particular day because she had made an arrangement with Steve. Pat had been persuasive. He was staying in a friend's place just outside Birmingham and it was impressively appointed. Indoor pool, jacuzzi, four poster beds, tropical conservatory, the works. Finally, he suggested she bring Steve along. He would arrange for them to have a fine dining experience with a waitress and waiter hired in for the evening.
It was another step. Sally knew Steve was cool with her having sex with other guys, but in front of him at that stage of their relationship would be new territory. But then there could be sloppy seconds… After she agreed to them meeting Pat, she realised she had taken another step herself. She cared about Steve and didn’t want to upset him, something that she didn’t feel for any other man in life.
Steve had readily agreed, and they drove out together. Pat greeted then warmly and showed them around the place. It must have cost a fortune. The hired in staff were already at work in the kitchen, the table was laid for three in the conservatory, the pool was surrounded by palms and bushes and was just too much for Sally. She stripped off and jumped in.
“Come on!” she called to them after surfacing. Pat and Steve had got on well as soon as they met.
“I don’t think we’re allowed to refuse," suggested Steve, and they stripped off and joined Sally. After a little splashing around she moved in between the two of them, put a hand on each of their cocks and pulled all three of them together. Feeling their bodies next to hers, she started to kiss one then the other, getting a welcoming reaction from both.
“I think we all understand, and I think we are in for a fun evening,” she whispered, delighting in feeling both cocks stiffen in her hands. They ate dinner just in dressing gowns, not even bothering to cover up properly when the waiter or waitress came in.
Pat told them, "They were recommended by a friend. Very open minded I'm told so don't hold back. Sometimes they join in if you fancy that?"
Sally didn’t hold back. As the dessert was served she was naked on Pat’s lap, with his cock tucked between her thighs. She asked Steve to move his chair next to Pat’s and then spoon fed the dessert to both of them, often letting a little cream drop onto her breasts so one of the other, then both could lick it off. A mouth sucking on each nipple was a sensation she loved.
They left the table for the lounge. It was furnished with white sofas, upholstered with very soft leather. Sally sat between them, their mouths went to her breasts, their fingers in her pussy, and her hand helped their cocks to stiffen ready to pleasure her. She took Pat first, straddling him, taking all of his cock into her then rising and falling slowly. After only a minute or two she switched to Steve and then back again. When she was on one of them, she always kept her hand on the other’s cock, as well as making her nipples available for both to suck. It was ideal for her. Her pussy was always full of cock, her breasts stimulated, but the little breaks the guys had stopped them blowing too quickly. She came on Steve’s cock first, then on Pat’s, then he took control and held her up with his hands around her waist and pounded up into her until he blew.
Sliding off him, she lay on the sofa, legs wide apart, her head in Pat’s lap.
“Sloppy seconds served for you sir!” she joked to Steve and he slipped his hands under knees and pulled himself into her. As he slid in and out of her, she licked Pat’s cock clean, continuing to do so until Steve groaned, and she felt his spunk flood into her.
In Raddling Close, the noises from upstairs changed from human moans and groans to a rhythmic clanging and bumping. He had become used to hearing this on Pradeep's visits.
Sally had told him Pradeep liked to pound her hard and long, and it sure sounded that was what she was enjoying. Predictably she was screaming, calling to the god of fuck at the top of her voice. The clanging and bumping did not miss a beat until Pradeep let out a howl and all went silent.
It was about fifteen minutes before there were sounds of people moving upstairs. While he waited, Steve’s mind moved on from their first threesome with Pat onto a warm July, Saturday night. Sally had arranged for him to come to her place, have a meal and stay the night. However there had been something odd in her insistence on the timing of the date when normally she was very easy going about such details. Steve was staying late at work on the Friday night to sort some stuff out so was still at his desk when Sally came to say ‘bye’.
“Don’t be late on Saturday,” she said, leaning forward to give him a kiss.
“Am I ever?”
“No comment! There’ll be a nice surprise for you.” Sally turned and walked to Vince from Personnel who was waiting to take her out for the evening.
Steve wasn't late on Saturday. Sally let him in, sat him down and got him a glass of wine. She unusually chatted aimlessly while he sipped at the wine. When he was about halfway through the wine, Sally came over to him, took the glass from him guided him towards the bedroom.
“Turn around,” she said as he stood before the door. Steve did, giving a little laugh.
“Now close your eyes.”
He did, and Sally put a travel eye mask over his eyes. She opened the door behind him and manoeuvred him backwards.
“Keep it on.”
Steve heard the door close and the key turn. He thought about just removing the mask but decided to play along for a while. He sensed there was someone else in the room. He felt someone behind him. A hand first brushed his crotch then firmly engaged his cock. Another hand undid the stud of his jeans and unzipped him. The first hand slipped into his briefs, wrapped around his cock and gave it a slight pull.
He reached behind him and felt a warm, smooth, soft body. His hand moved upwards and felt a naked breast, then down and found a very smooth, soft pussy. He felt the body rise.
“I’m Lilliann, Sally’s friend from Holland. I’m your surprise.”
She turned him around and walked him until he felt the edge of the bed, where she turned him again and pushed him so he fell onto the bed face up. His jeans were pulled off, his shirt opened. He could feel Lilliann moving on the bed, then a nice, hot and wet pussy rested on his face, his lips against her lips. Her body nestled against his, he could feel her breasts on his lower stomach, then her hands and mouth engaged his stiffening cock.
He started to lick her lips, then pushed his tongue between them. She tasted sweet and he moved onto her clit which responded by quickly swelling. He sucked it between his lips, pressed on to it to keep in place and passed his tongue back and forth across it. He could feel Lilliann’s body thrill. By now he was hard to throbbing with the combination of her hands, mouth and a face full of wet pussy.
“That’s ready,” she said, and her pussy was lifted away from his face. He felt her move down his body and then his cock was slowly consumed into a hot, wet, velvety pussy. Once she was settled on him, with his cock fully in her, she said, "What is it like to have your cock in a woman you've never seen?"
“Incredible!” he gasped in reply.
She released his hands and said, "Take your blindfold off."
He blinked a little. The lighting in the room was low. Lilliann had soft-cut, blonde hair, a slim waist and very prominent, full, but firm looking breasts. She smiled.
“Like what you see?”
“Very much!”
She started to ride him, producing a rhythmic squeak from the bed. Her breasts moved together as she rose, rebounded off each other and swung wide apart on the down stroke. Steve was fascinated and reached out to cup them in his hands. They were firm, with large, dark nipples that he gripped in his hands.
“Harder,” she said, “squeeze them as hard as you can!”
Her riding quickened.
“Sally was right, you are a good fuck!” gasped Lilliann.
Steve heard the lock click and Sally came in and joined them. She rested her hands on Lilliann’s shoulders. Lilliann paused her riding, just moving her hips from side to side to keep Steve's cock happy. The two ladies kissed, mouth to mouth, with a quick flick of the tongue. Sally's hands slipped down from Lilliann’s shoulders and cupped her breasts.
“Magnificent aren’t they,” she said looking at Steve who nodded in agreement.
“We met through a student exchange scheme in the last few years at school. I stayed with Lilliann’s parents and she stayed with me when she came to Britain. Lilliann’s then-boyfriend was my first fuck! It's taken a lot of time, but this is my repayment." Sally finished with a little giggle.
“You are right, he is a good fuck,” said Lilliann and started to ride Steve again.
“And I think he likes you!” added Sally, “so everyone is good!”
She went and sat in the chair, slipping down her shorts before sitting. Her hand went onto her pussy and began to play side to side. Lilliann’s riding became rushed, her cheeks slapping down on Steve’s thighs. She started to shudder but kept riding. Steve burst into her. On feeling the hot surge of spunk, she stopped and collapsed on Steve’s chest. He looked towards Sally just in time to see her head sweep back as she became the third person to orgasm in the room within a few seconds.
To be continued…
Thank you for taking time to read my story. If you liked it, please leave a comment here. Come back soon for Episode 7! Rex.
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