self control to supersexyhornygirl part 1
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Since Andres and I had unexpectedly spit roasted Lisa that night, we’d had a few more visits to her place. He and I would go over and both treat her, very much as she wanted, roughly. We’d spend a few hours fucking and leave her cum-soaked and grateful on the floor of her lounge.
A previous housemate, Australian Graham, had returned to the UK for a week on business in Winchester and asked if I wanted to go out for a few pints. Graham was a trusted mate. Well, trusted as in…. If I lent him £10k and he said he’d pay me back next week, then he’d pay on that date. However, I’d never tell him I was heading out of town and leaving my gf on her own. I could probably also trust him to drop by unannounced, knowing I was away.
I said yes to the beers and said we’d arrange a time later. Knowing he and Andres would get on, I also invited him. Graham had met Lisa when she and I were together. It had been a few years since we’d seen each other. Andres and I were still sharing a place in Southampton, Graham was in Winchester and I’d planned to spend that evening with Lisa. Cunningly, she lived in a small village half way between both locations. No useful public transport though. I suggested this village to the lads and suggested they taxi home at the end of the night and that I’d collect. They agreed and I collected Graham and drove the three of us there.
It was a warm summer evening and we were having a good night. I’d told Lisa I’d pop in to her place later on and stay the night because I had my car. I also had a little plan. I’d been wondering how much further I could push Lisa but didn’t know how much further she’d go after her spit-roast. Graham was a trusted mate so adding him to this little gangbang would be easy. Andres and I told the tale of her spit-roast and he was definitely up for it.
I was WhatsApping Lisa all evening and asked her if she’d put on some sexy underwear for me and then answer the door in it later on. She said no. She has a communal hallway and she wasn’t going past her neighbour’s door in a naughty outfit. Well, she didn’t object to being forced to her knees outside his door and being made to suck my cock, while he was in, that time but she’d probably forgotten. I said it was okay to wear a robe and she agreed to wear the sexy stuff. I was plotting and scheming while we were out drinking as to how we were all gonna get our cocks in her.
I asked her to get ready early and sent some photos to me so I could see what I was getting later that night. She obliged at around 8:30pm with a mirror shot of her outfit. I then asked for tits, pussy, ass and over the course of the next 30 mins, she happily sent them over. I showed the boys and they were happy with what they were getting too.
I messaged her to say wouldn’t she like to join us. Just pull a dress over the undies, pull on some heels and pop down the street. She did her makeup and was with us in twenty minutes. We had a cracking night. Andres and I were super horny. Both of us copping a feel when we could and leaving Graham feeling left out.
As it was approaching closing time I looked at the taxi rank and it was packed. I suggested that we go to the shop and grab a few beers and the lads could wait for a taxi at hers. All the bars in the village closed at 11pm and it didn’t really feel like the night was over. She said okay and then we wandered up to the Co-Op and bought a box of beer, some wine and a bottle of vodka.
Once in, Graham unboxed the beer and put it in the fridge. He offered them around and Lisa took a wine. She was horny, I could tell.
I gave her a little nod and gestured with he head towards the bedroom. As if to say, do you want a word? “Put some music on lads.” I said and gestured towards her CD collection. We went to the bedroom in her tiny flat and I said that the lads wouldn’t stay long. Her window overlooked the main street so we could see when the crowd died down.
I got a little playful at this point and pulled her in to me to kiss her. She was seriously horny and I ran my hand up her inner thigh, sat her on my knee opposite the mirror, spread her legs and worked my fingers in to her sloppy puss. My other hand was getting one of her tits out when the music came on, a little louder than she was happy with, neighbours, and we went back to the lounge.
Once the music was right we all sat and chatted. I was wondering how to move things on to more sexual matters without being overt. Lisa’s flat overlooked the mainstreet and she was at one end so her and Andres went to the window for a smoke. The night was warm and Lisa had two barstools there. The comfortable Ikea type. We all congregated there with Andres on a stool on one side of the high window and her on the other side. I wandered over and took her place but guided her to sit on my knee while Graham stood opposite us, next to Andres.
Lisa was struggling to be ladylike as she was wearing a very short dress so eventually elected to just stand between my legs and lean against my chest. The conversation rolled on and I was still struggling to think of an indirect way to move things on. I think the lads were also sensing that I was drawing a blank. The conversation briefly stopped and we all looked out of the window. We could see people milling around at the other end of the mainstreet. The biggest pub in town was there, as was the taxi rank. There were still quite a few people, chatting or eating takeaway and awaiting a taxi.
“Bloody taxis, ay lads?” I said, sounding a little exasperated. “You should see what Lisa has on under this dress.” I said in a very knowing way.
“Shut uuup.” Lisa exclaimed, more surprised and embarrassed than upset.
The lads weren’t exactly sure what to do so stuck to the code and changed the subject. I can’t remember what to, but I carried on. “Seriously lads, we were gonna get straight down to it as soon as she and I got back here if not for those bloody taxis.”
Lisa was like a rabbit in the headlights and I could feel her embarrassment but the lads were perfect gentlemen.
“You’re a very lucky man.” Said Graham, who was immediately backed up by Andres who echoed his words.
“Well Graham, Andres knows exactly how lucky I am, don’t ya.” I was half laughing when I said it and then got a back elbow from Lisa in my ribs. I was referencing the threesome that she, Andres and I had and she thought that Graham didn’t know about. She was really unhappy now. “Hey,” I yelped, “Graham doesn’t know what that means.”
Lisa settled down and I was tempted to mention the spit-roast. The lads knew about it but it might have been too much for Lisa. Instead I went on to say, “I was only telling them how good you look under here, that’s all and you’ve certainly got nothing to be ashamed of, have you.”
Lisa gave a kind of affirmative sigh as if to say no she hadn’t and I, filthy fucker that I am, carried on.
“Let’s be honest, that knickers and bra set is really no different from a swimming costume in coverage and in fact, if you add in sussies and stockings, you’re wearing more than you would at the beach…wouldn’t you?” “Anyway….. let’s have another smoke, ay?” I got one of my cigars out and Lisa immediately and with great indignance told me I was not smoking that shit in the house. It was enough of a distraction from the previous conversation and Andres quickly offered her a cigarette. She accepted and Andres immediately lit her cigarette while Graham got us all another round of beers from the fridge and poured Lisa more wine.
“Seriously though,” I was going to be relentless, “It’s funny how we see things.” “Under this dress lies the body of a Goddess,” Lisa was humoured by this but just told me to ‘leave off’. She loved the praise. “Honestly, lads, I k** you not, she has the sweetest boobs ever… nipples like cherry tomatoes and delicious to suck on...” Another elbow to my gut. “…and despite wearing more than she would on the beach under here, she’s scared anyone will see, aren’t ya?”
She blurted, embarrassed again, “It’s different.”
I let it go and Andres changed the subject. There was tension in the room now and whether consciously or not but Lisa was pushing her arse against me. She was still leaning against me as I was sat on the stool. She continued smoking her fag and I began to, very gently, kiss her neck. I immediately felt her react in a very positive way. I think the last few minutes of conversation were playing on her mind.
“Who do you think the best kisser is?” I said in her ear. “Andres or Graham?”
“I don’t know,” she said incredulously, “I haven’t kissed either…” She stopped talking having spotted her own error. She had kissed Andres.
I carried on, “Well, you haven’t kissed Graham, just give him a little snog and see.”
Graham was on duty immediately and not sure what to do, he just waited. I could feel Lisa’s indecision but, and a few tense seconds seemed to take a lifetime, she said, “Okay.”
She put her ciggie in her right hand and walked the two steps over to Graham, reached up, fag in hand, for the back of his neck and she kissed him. A little peck on the lips first then tongues and then deeper…and longer. Andres and I looked at each other, a little surprised, then like stupid teenage boys, started cheering a little. They stopped, a little embarrassed. Lisa was flushed, her face and neck bright red and her a little out of breath. She came back to lean on my as I was sat on my stool, pressing her arse in to my crotch a little harder than before.
“What you doing back here?” I asked playfully, “You’re supposed to kiss Andres next…and then compare to see who’s the best kisser.”
She pushed herself off me and went the two steps to Andres. No hesitation this time and he was the same height so she just went for it. She’d kissed him before, no surprises. It was a little more perfunctory this time. It was still a good 20 secs and the then she came back to lean on me.
“Where’s mine?” I said in mock resentment. So she turned around, kissed me on the cheek, and in a clipped way said, “There ya go.” Smirked and took a draw of her fag. We all laughed at that.
The lads said complimentary things and made fun of me until I asked, “So, who was better?” She got a little embarrassed now, “I don’t know…” and threw her ciggie out the window. Andres copied this and I said, “So do it again.”
She, still embarrassed, said “No.” So I moved things along.
“Who do you think is the best neck kisser out of the three of us?” and I immediately began to caress her neck with her teeth. I know from great experience that she loves it. “Let Andres have a go, he’s got me to beat.”
Andres didn’t need to be asked twice. Lisa was laughing at the absurdity of the whole thing but once Andres started kissing her neck and I’d stopped, she was pressed between the two of us. A familiar place for her to be. I felt her get hotter, and heard her catch her breath. It was only a few seconds in when I loudly said, “Time’s up!” “Graham get over here, you got some big competition, I’m awesome at this.”
Graham’s approach was a little more subtle, it’s why the kiss took so long. He kinda creates an atmosphere and then there was Lisa, again, sandwiched between me, sat on a bar stool and a mate of mine who was kissing her neck.
“Graham, kiss the tops of her shoulders too, mate, she loves that.”
Lisa’s dress was fairly tight and was covering ger shoulders. He moved it as far as he could kissed her a little more but couldn’t move it far so stopped. I started again, stopping for a sec to say, “How was that?” and then pulled up her dress a little to give me more shoulder access. She was in a world of her own. “Andres, have another go, mate.” He was straight in kissing her neck and I was unzipping her dress. She barely noticed and she was in the mood, now, that I’d seen her in so many times before. She just wanted to hoover stuff up with her pussy. I opened her dress enough that Andres could kiss her shoulder. “Now Graham…” I said and he began quickly. …”Pay attention, you’re going to have to pick a winner in a minute.”
I got no idea at all what was going through her mind but she turned and looked at me like, “What the fuck you on about?”
I nodded to Andres, who came back in and all three of us were kissing her, Andres on her mouth, Graham on her left shoulder and me on the right side of her neck. I eased the dress off her shoulders and it bunched up between me and her. I tried to slip her arms out but she resisted.
She gave a moan of pain and disappointment that was more like a sigh.. kinda and eased her head back so Andres couldn’t kiss her any more and whispered “It’s too many.”
The situation was moving on and quick as a flash I said, “Don’t worry, I’ll stop.”
She lowered her head and Andres began kissing her again. I tried to move her to get her arms out of her dress. She let me this time and she surrendered as I presented her lingerie clad form to my mates.
They didn’t waste any time. Andres took the lead and took down her shoulder straps. I unclipped her bra but she tried to shrug me away. I’d said I’d stop and it looked like she didn’t want three cocks. Seconds later, her bra was flung somewhere by Graham. Both the lads had their mouths on her nipples and she was cradling their heads with her hands.
I didn’t waste any time. She was stood straight up in front of me so I came in behind, reached around and slid my fingers down the front of her panties. She tried to shrug me off again and the lads stopped sucking.
“Hey, they stopped, there’s only one guy touching you now!” I said it laughingly and spun her around. “Where’s my kiss then?”
“Arsehole!” was all she said, with a little venom in her eyes, but also surrender.
Andres was taking off his shirt and Graham was following his lead. I was kissing Lisa on the mouth and had put my fingers back inside her knickers.
“Andres, mate,” I stopped kissing her a sec, “Pull her knickers out the way.” And then I went back to kissing her. She looked a little shocked but went with it and stepped out of the knickers which were now around her ankles. It was another moment of surrender as her knickers came down.
The lads were now shirtless. I turned Lisa round again and presented her to them once more. “Let the lads have a go and see how sloppy your puss is.” I couldn’t see her face but she moved her feet apart as Andres went for it. She leaned against me again. Andres went down on her. As she leaned back against me I leaned down and cradles one of her thighs. I lifted it up and to the side to give Andres better access. Graham was kissing her mouth now and she was whimpering. I was kissing her neck and she didn’t give thought to what was going on.
“Graham’s turn” I whispered. Lisa, as if waking from a dream appeared to look about then accepted what was happening.
Graham seemed to be quite the lover. She gave a massive indrawn breath when he started eating her. Andres and I exchanged glances, surprised, jealous, humoured, horny and went back to what we were doing. Lisa was kissing Andres hungrily. She could taste her own pussy on his mouth. I don’t think it mattered what we did now. She was invested, naked, past the point of no return and from the look on her face earlier, ready to hoover things up with her clunge.
I eased myself out from between the barstool and Lisa and sat her on the stool. Graham was still going to town on her pussy and she was aware of so little of what was going on around her. She looked down at Graham, who was equally oblivious and Andres and I stripped off stood at either side of the stool and guided each of Lisa’s hands to our cocks.
Graham had worked a couple of fingers in to Lisa’s squelchy pussy. She looked around at what was going on. There was an element of self-awareness in her glance but also, of denial. She was scared of what she’d think of herself the next day. She quickly disowned those feelings in favour of hiding in the situation she was now in.
Graham, out of the corner of his eye, could see Andres and I getting clumsy handjobs. Like mother, like daughter… and probably felt uncomfortable at eye level with cocks. He stood up like he was looking for instructions and Andres took his place, standing between Lisa’s legs, took a step forwards and worked his cock in to Lisa. She just looked in to his eyes, lost in the moment.
Graham stripped off and he and I had an awkward moment that we laughed about later. Both stood there naked with no access to the girl.
“Dude,” I said to Andres, “Get her on her knees.”
She didn’t need telling twice. That girl could be an Olympic cock sucker. She was hungry for it, and she got down and practically lunged at Graham’s cock. With Andres and I in hand she was getting sloppy on Graham. She was like a woman possessed. She was taking turns on each cock like she was born to do little else. I thought I’d seen her hot with Andres and I but this was something new.
Graham moved behind her and knelt down. Andres and I moved directly in front of her and she continued to wank us both. Her chin was covered in here own saliva, she was breathing heavily and looking up at Andres and I, then craning her neck behind her to check that Graham was indeed going to fuck her. She whimpered, almost a moan this time. She needed something inside her. She looked round again as Graham moved in to position and then back at Graham and I as if she was confirming she’d been a good girl and was getting a treat.
Graham grunted, Lisa moaned and Andres and I almost growled as Graham stuck her with his cock. We all felt it. The tension was high. Graham didn’t hang about and started pounding, looking down on her arse rather than at us. Lisa was grunting so hard I couldn’t get my cock in her mouth. It was a bit hilarious.
“Who’s gonna fuck her next?” Graham said. “I don’t wanna cum yet.”
Andres was there immediately and we set up a chain. Hand to mouth to pussy. Lisa couldn’t stop cumming. It was like orgasm after orgasm gripped her body. We’d only been at it for a few minutes.
As we all relaxed the boys began to chat about giving her a bukkake finish. I know Lisa and know that even when she’s that horny, that she’d be too embarrassed to say anything. She just put her mouth on Andres’ cock and kept sucking.
“Don’t worry lads, she loves cum.” “Let’s all time it to dump our loads on her face at the same time.”
The lads loved the idea. Andres got down to fuck her and Graham was in her mouth. She was wanking my cock.
“Hey lads, get her on her back on the coffee table, then go as hard as you can, as fast as you can until you’re gonna shoot, then dump it on her face.”
The lads just nodded and grunted. Lisa didn’t say anything and tried and probably tried to pretend that none of this was happening to her, despite that fact that she loved it. People are funny, ay? They disown parts of themselves they are embarrassed by.. but when they do that they’re also throwing away the possibility of change.
Graham and I were wanking our cocks either side of Lisa. She was on her back getting fucked and loving every inch of Andres. He was ready, started to grunt, pulled out and shot a string of cum at Lisa. She, good girl that she is, opened her mouth but most of it went in her hair. Graham jumped in next. Lisa reached up to pull him in for a kiss and was disappointed. Graham wanted to be nowhere near Andres’ cum.
“Pin her by the throat, mate, she loves that.”
Graham did and that probably sent him over the edge. He was a bit more strategic than Andres. He made it round the coffee table to her side and shot his load right near her cheek. She greedily swallowed some of it. Then it was my turn. I was casual about it. I got inside her and went slow. She was frustrated by this. “Play with your clit, slag, and I’ll go faster.” She hates this but grudgingly complied. I loved the grudging element. She was like a moody teenager. I was going deep and speeding up. “Did those nasty men spunk on you?” I said in leering tones. “Did they use your nasty pussy?” Lisa hated this kind of talk. She couldn’t hide from it.
“Fuck off.” She said.
I was speeding up more now and getting a little frenzied. She knew me and could feel I was about to cum. She knew she should expect a large load. We came together mentally in the next few moments. She could feel me getting a little harder in her pussy, she could see my expression change.
“In your mouth…?” I said, breathlessly.
She just nodded and had began to sit up before I’d pulled out and grabbed her hair. I pulled her mouth towards my cock. Her hands grabbed my hips and she was panting and moaning when I shot my load on her face and in to her mouth.
The moment was over, we were all a little breathless and as soon as Lisa left, quickly and embarrassedly, there were just three naked guys in the room, reaching for their pants.
We all pulled them on , took a look at each other, nodded and began to laugh.
“So, that went well, we got there in the end, ay?”
I left the room and closed the door, heard Lisa in the bathroom, I grabbed her bathrobe from the back of her bedroom door and opened the bathroom door. She was sitting on the loo. I gestured with her dressing gown to say I’d brought it for her and put it on the side of the bath.
“I can’t believe I did that.” She said, looking at her knees.
“Yes you can you dirty slag, you loved every inch of cock and drop of cum.”
She looked ashamed but put on a brave face and forced a smile. She had loved it, she was just struggling to admit it. She couldn’t compute what she’d just done with her own internal view of who she is. None of it made sense, but she loved every minute.
She came in to the lounge to find us lads stood around in our pants. “Cigarette?” said Andres.
Lisa came over in her robe, leaned against me, like before, and lit a cigarette. We chatted like it hadn’t happened, until Lisa innocently commented that she needed to wash her hair. We all laughed at that and in that moment there was enough horniness for Andreas to reach out and stroke the side of her face. I slid a hand inside her robe and played with her boob. It felt like Lisa allowed herself to slide in to a very dirty mood, right in that moment. In reality, Andres opened her robe while he kissed her and then played with her tits until she finished her fag. Graham got his fingers in her pussy while she casually smoked. Then she slid to her knees, shed her robe and we started again.
There was less intensity this time, there was no rush to finish and we tried all kinds of kinky shit. Lisa got three cocks in her at the same time. She was truly ashamed of herself the next day, after the lads had gone and we’d slept.
She was sat in her stool and telling me that she didn’t know how to look herself in the mirror with respect. She was still wearing her bathrobe and I was still talking about it as she allowed me to lift up her legs, wank myself to hardness and then fuck her while I told her how dirty and shameful she was.
A previous housemate, Australian Graham, had returned to the UK for a week on business in Winchester and asked if I wanted to go out for a few pints. Graham was a trusted mate. Well, trusted as in…. If I lent him £10k and he said he’d pay me back next week, then he’d pay on that date. However, I’d never tell him I was heading out of town and leaving my gf on her own. I could probably also trust him to drop by unannounced, knowing I was away.
I said yes to the beers and said we’d arrange a time later. Knowing he and Andres would get on, I also invited him. Graham had met Lisa when she and I were together. It had been a few years since we’d seen each other. Andres and I were still sharing a place in Southampton, Graham was in Winchester and I’d planned to spend that evening with Lisa. Cunningly, she lived in a small village half way between both locations. No useful public transport though. I suggested this village to the lads and suggested they taxi home at the end of the night and that I’d collect. They agreed and I collected Graham and drove the three of us there.
It was a warm summer evening and we were having a good night. I’d told Lisa I’d pop in to her place later on and stay the night because I had my car. I also had a little plan. I’d been wondering how much further I could push Lisa but didn’t know how much further she’d go after her spit-roast. Graham was a trusted mate so adding him to this little gangbang would be easy. Andres and I told the tale of her spit-roast and he was definitely up for it.
I was WhatsApping Lisa all evening and asked her if she’d put on some sexy underwear for me and then answer the door in it later on. She said no. She has a communal hallway and she wasn’t going past her neighbour’s door in a naughty outfit. Well, she didn’t object to being forced to her knees outside his door and being made to suck my cock, while he was in, that time but she’d probably forgotten. I said it was okay to wear a robe and she agreed to wear the sexy stuff. I was plotting and scheming while we were out drinking as to how we were all gonna get our cocks in her.
I asked her to get ready early and sent some photos to me so I could see what I was getting later that night. She obliged at around 8:30pm with a mirror shot of her outfit. I then asked for tits, pussy, ass and over the course of the next 30 mins, she happily sent them over. I showed the boys and they were happy with what they were getting too.
I messaged her to say wouldn’t she like to join us. Just pull a dress over the undies, pull on some heels and pop down the street. She did her makeup and was with us in twenty minutes. We had a cracking night. Andres and I were super horny. Both of us copping a feel when we could and leaving Graham feeling left out.
As it was approaching closing time I looked at the taxi rank and it was packed. I suggested that we go to the shop and grab a few beers and the lads could wait for a taxi at hers. All the bars in the village closed at 11pm and it didn’t really feel like the night was over. She said okay and then we wandered up to the Co-Op and bought a box of beer, some wine and a bottle of vodka.
Once in, Graham unboxed the beer and put it in the fridge. He offered them around and Lisa took a wine. She was horny, I could tell.
I gave her a little nod and gestured with he head towards the bedroom. As if to say, do you want a word? “Put some music on lads.” I said and gestured towards her CD collection. We went to the bedroom in her tiny flat and I said that the lads wouldn’t stay long. Her window overlooked the main street so we could see when the crowd died down.
I got a little playful at this point and pulled her in to me to kiss her. She was seriously horny and I ran my hand up her inner thigh, sat her on my knee opposite the mirror, spread her legs and worked my fingers in to her sloppy puss. My other hand was getting one of her tits out when the music came on, a little louder than she was happy with, neighbours, and we went back to the lounge.
Once the music was right we all sat and chatted. I was wondering how to move things on to more sexual matters without being overt. Lisa’s flat overlooked the mainstreet and she was at one end so her and Andres went to the window for a smoke. The night was warm and Lisa had two barstools there. The comfortable Ikea type. We all congregated there with Andres on a stool on one side of the high window and her on the other side. I wandered over and took her place but guided her to sit on my knee while Graham stood opposite us, next to Andres.
Lisa was struggling to be ladylike as she was wearing a very short dress so eventually elected to just stand between my legs and lean against my chest. The conversation rolled on and I was still struggling to think of an indirect way to move things on. I think the lads were also sensing that I was drawing a blank. The conversation briefly stopped and we all looked out of the window. We could see people milling around at the other end of the mainstreet. The biggest pub in town was there, as was the taxi rank. There were still quite a few people, chatting or eating takeaway and awaiting a taxi.
“Bloody taxis, ay lads?” I said, sounding a little exasperated. “You should see what Lisa has on under this dress.” I said in a very knowing way.
“Shut uuup.” Lisa exclaimed, more surprised and embarrassed than upset.
The lads weren’t exactly sure what to do so stuck to the code and changed the subject. I can’t remember what to, but I carried on. “Seriously lads, we were gonna get straight down to it as soon as she and I got back here if not for those bloody taxis.”
Lisa was like a rabbit in the headlights and I could feel her embarrassment but the lads were perfect gentlemen.
“You’re a very lucky man.” Said Graham, who was immediately backed up by Andres who echoed his words.
“Well Graham, Andres knows exactly how lucky I am, don’t ya.” I was half laughing when I said it and then got a back elbow from Lisa in my ribs. I was referencing the threesome that she, Andres and I had and she thought that Graham didn’t know about. She was really unhappy now. “Hey,” I yelped, “Graham doesn’t know what that means.”
Lisa settled down and I was tempted to mention the spit-roast. The lads knew about it but it might have been too much for Lisa. Instead I went on to say, “I was only telling them how good you look under here, that’s all and you’ve certainly got nothing to be ashamed of, have you.”
Lisa gave a kind of affirmative sigh as if to say no she hadn’t and I, filthy fucker that I am, carried on.
“Let’s be honest, that knickers and bra set is really no different from a swimming costume in coverage and in fact, if you add in sussies and stockings, you’re wearing more than you would at the beach…wouldn’t you?” “Anyway….. let’s have another smoke, ay?” I got one of my cigars out and Lisa immediately and with great indignance told me I was not smoking that shit in the house. It was enough of a distraction from the previous conversation and Andres quickly offered her a cigarette. She accepted and Andres immediately lit her cigarette while Graham got us all another round of beers from the fridge and poured Lisa more wine.
“Seriously though,” I was going to be relentless, “It’s funny how we see things.” “Under this dress lies the body of a Goddess,” Lisa was humoured by this but just told me to ‘leave off’. She loved the praise. “Honestly, lads, I k** you not, she has the sweetest boobs ever… nipples like cherry tomatoes and delicious to suck on...” Another elbow to my gut. “…and despite wearing more than she would on the beach under here, she’s scared anyone will see, aren’t ya?”
She blurted, embarrassed again, “It’s different.”
I let it go and Andres changed the subject. There was tension in the room now and whether consciously or not but Lisa was pushing her arse against me. She was still leaning against me as I was sat on the stool. She continued smoking her fag and I began to, very gently, kiss her neck. I immediately felt her react in a very positive way. I think the last few minutes of conversation were playing on her mind.
“Who do you think the best kisser is?” I said in her ear. “Andres or Graham?”
“I don’t know,” she said incredulously, “I haven’t kissed either…” She stopped talking having spotted her own error. She had kissed Andres.
I carried on, “Well, you haven’t kissed Graham, just give him a little snog and see.”
Graham was on duty immediately and not sure what to do, he just waited. I could feel Lisa’s indecision but, and a few tense seconds seemed to take a lifetime, she said, “Okay.”
She put her ciggie in her right hand and walked the two steps over to Graham, reached up, fag in hand, for the back of his neck and she kissed him. A little peck on the lips first then tongues and then deeper…and longer. Andres and I looked at each other, a little surprised, then like stupid teenage boys, started cheering a little. They stopped, a little embarrassed. Lisa was flushed, her face and neck bright red and her a little out of breath. She came back to lean on my as I was sat on my stool, pressing her arse in to my crotch a little harder than before.
“What you doing back here?” I asked playfully, “You’re supposed to kiss Andres next…and then compare to see who’s the best kisser.”
She pushed herself off me and went the two steps to Andres. No hesitation this time and he was the same height so she just went for it. She’d kissed him before, no surprises. It was a little more perfunctory this time. It was still a good 20 secs and the then she came back to lean on me.
“Where’s mine?” I said in mock resentment. So she turned around, kissed me on the cheek, and in a clipped way said, “There ya go.” Smirked and took a draw of her fag. We all laughed at that.
The lads said complimentary things and made fun of me until I asked, “So, who was better?” She got a little embarrassed now, “I don’t know…” and threw her ciggie out the window. Andres copied this and I said, “So do it again.”
She, still embarrassed, said “No.” So I moved things along.
“Who do you think is the best neck kisser out of the three of us?” and I immediately began to caress her neck with her teeth. I know from great experience that she loves it. “Let Andres have a go, he’s got me to beat.”
Andres didn’t need to be asked twice. Lisa was laughing at the absurdity of the whole thing but once Andres started kissing her neck and I’d stopped, she was pressed between the two of us. A familiar place for her to be. I felt her get hotter, and heard her catch her breath. It was only a few seconds in when I loudly said, “Time’s up!” “Graham get over here, you got some big competition, I’m awesome at this.”
Graham’s approach was a little more subtle, it’s why the kiss took so long. He kinda creates an atmosphere and then there was Lisa, again, sandwiched between me, sat on a bar stool and a mate of mine who was kissing her neck.
“Graham, kiss the tops of her shoulders too, mate, she loves that.”
Lisa’s dress was fairly tight and was covering ger shoulders. He moved it as far as he could kissed her a little more but couldn’t move it far so stopped. I started again, stopping for a sec to say, “How was that?” and then pulled up her dress a little to give me more shoulder access. She was in a world of her own. “Andres, have another go, mate.” He was straight in kissing her neck and I was unzipping her dress. She barely noticed and she was in the mood, now, that I’d seen her in so many times before. She just wanted to hoover stuff up with her pussy. I opened her dress enough that Andres could kiss her shoulder. “Now Graham…” I said and he began quickly. …”Pay attention, you’re going to have to pick a winner in a minute.”
I got no idea at all what was going through her mind but she turned and looked at me like, “What the fuck you on about?”
I nodded to Andres, who came back in and all three of us were kissing her, Andres on her mouth, Graham on her left shoulder and me on the right side of her neck. I eased the dress off her shoulders and it bunched up between me and her. I tried to slip her arms out but she resisted.
She gave a moan of pain and disappointment that was more like a sigh.. kinda and eased her head back so Andres couldn’t kiss her any more and whispered “It’s too many.”
The situation was moving on and quick as a flash I said, “Don’t worry, I’ll stop.”
She lowered her head and Andres began kissing her again. I tried to move her to get her arms out of her dress. She let me this time and she surrendered as I presented her lingerie clad form to my mates.
They didn’t waste any time. Andres took the lead and took down her shoulder straps. I unclipped her bra but she tried to shrug me away. I’d said I’d stop and it looked like she didn’t want three cocks. Seconds later, her bra was flung somewhere by Graham. Both the lads had their mouths on her nipples and she was cradling their heads with her hands.
I didn’t waste any time. She was stood straight up in front of me so I came in behind, reached around and slid my fingers down the front of her panties. She tried to shrug me off again and the lads stopped sucking.
“Hey, they stopped, there’s only one guy touching you now!” I said it laughingly and spun her around. “Where’s my kiss then?”
“Arsehole!” was all she said, with a little venom in her eyes, but also surrender.
Andres was taking off his shirt and Graham was following his lead. I was kissing Lisa on the mouth and had put my fingers back inside her knickers.
“Andres, mate,” I stopped kissing her a sec, “Pull her knickers out the way.” And then I went back to kissing her. She looked a little shocked but went with it and stepped out of the knickers which were now around her ankles. It was another moment of surrender as her knickers came down.
The lads were now shirtless. I turned Lisa round again and presented her to them once more. “Let the lads have a go and see how sloppy your puss is.” I couldn’t see her face but she moved her feet apart as Andres went for it. She leaned against me again. Andres went down on her. As she leaned back against me I leaned down and cradles one of her thighs. I lifted it up and to the side to give Andres better access. Graham was kissing her mouth now and she was whimpering. I was kissing her neck and she didn’t give thought to what was going on.
“Graham’s turn” I whispered. Lisa, as if waking from a dream appeared to look about then accepted what was happening.
Graham seemed to be quite the lover. She gave a massive indrawn breath when he started eating her. Andres and I exchanged glances, surprised, jealous, humoured, horny and went back to what we were doing. Lisa was kissing Andres hungrily. She could taste her own pussy on his mouth. I don’t think it mattered what we did now. She was invested, naked, past the point of no return and from the look on her face earlier, ready to hoover things up with her clunge.
I eased myself out from between the barstool and Lisa and sat her on the stool. Graham was still going to town on her pussy and she was aware of so little of what was going on around her. She looked down at Graham, who was equally oblivious and Andres and I stripped off stood at either side of the stool and guided each of Lisa’s hands to our cocks.
Graham had worked a couple of fingers in to Lisa’s squelchy pussy. She looked around at what was going on. There was an element of self-awareness in her glance but also, of denial. She was scared of what she’d think of herself the next day. She quickly disowned those feelings in favour of hiding in the situation she was now in.
Graham, out of the corner of his eye, could see Andres and I getting clumsy handjobs. Like mother, like daughter… and probably felt uncomfortable at eye level with cocks. He stood up like he was looking for instructions and Andres took his place, standing between Lisa’s legs, took a step forwards and worked his cock in to Lisa. She just looked in to his eyes, lost in the moment.
Graham stripped off and he and I had an awkward moment that we laughed about later. Both stood there naked with no access to the girl.
“Dude,” I said to Andres, “Get her on her knees.”
She didn’t need telling twice. That girl could be an Olympic cock sucker. She was hungry for it, and she got down and practically lunged at Graham’s cock. With Andres and I in hand she was getting sloppy on Graham. She was like a woman possessed. She was taking turns on each cock like she was born to do little else. I thought I’d seen her hot with Andres and I but this was something new.
Graham moved behind her and knelt down. Andres and I moved directly in front of her and she continued to wank us both. Her chin was covered in here own saliva, she was breathing heavily and looking up at Andres and I, then craning her neck behind her to check that Graham was indeed going to fuck her. She whimpered, almost a moan this time. She needed something inside her. She looked round again as Graham moved in to position and then back at Graham and I as if she was confirming she’d been a good girl and was getting a treat.
Graham grunted, Lisa moaned and Andres and I almost growled as Graham stuck her with his cock. We all felt it. The tension was high. Graham didn’t hang about and started pounding, looking down on her arse rather than at us. Lisa was grunting so hard I couldn’t get my cock in her mouth. It was a bit hilarious.
“Who’s gonna fuck her next?” Graham said. “I don’t wanna cum yet.”
Andres was there immediately and we set up a chain. Hand to mouth to pussy. Lisa couldn’t stop cumming. It was like orgasm after orgasm gripped her body. We’d only been at it for a few minutes.
As we all relaxed the boys began to chat about giving her a bukkake finish. I know Lisa and know that even when she’s that horny, that she’d be too embarrassed to say anything. She just put her mouth on Andres’ cock and kept sucking.
“Don’t worry lads, she loves cum.” “Let’s all time it to dump our loads on her face at the same time.”
The lads loved the idea. Andres got down to fuck her and Graham was in her mouth. She was wanking my cock.
“Hey lads, get her on her back on the coffee table, then go as hard as you can, as fast as you can until you’re gonna shoot, then dump it on her face.”
The lads just nodded and grunted. Lisa didn’t say anything and tried and probably tried to pretend that none of this was happening to her, despite that fact that she loved it. People are funny, ay? They disown parts of themselves they are embarrassed by.. but when they do that they’re also throwing away the possibility of change.
Graham and I were wanking our cocks either side of Lisa. She was on her back getting fucked and loving every inch of Andres. He was ready, started to grunt, pulled out and shot a string of cum at Lisa. She, good girl that she is, opened her mouth but most of it went in her hair. Graham jumped in next. Lisa reached up to pull him in for a kiss and was disappointed. Graham wanted to be nowhere near Andres’ cum.
“Pin her by the throat, mate, she loves that.”
Graham did and that probably sent him over the edge. He was a bit more strategic than Andres. He made it round the coffee table to her side and shot his load right near her cheek. She greedily swallowed some of it. Then it was my turn. I was casual about it. I got inside her and went slow. She was frustrated by this. “Play with your clit, slag, and I’ll go faster.” She hates this but grudgingly complied. I loved the grudging element. She was like a moody teenager. I was going deep and speeding up. “Did those nasty men spunk on you?” I said in leering tones. “Did they use your nasty pussy?” Lisa hated this kind of talk. She couldn’t hide from it.
“Fuck off.” She said.
I was speeding up more now and getting a little frenzied. She knew me and could feel I was about to cum. She knew she should expect a large load. We came together mentally in the next few moments. She could feel me getting a little harder in her pussy, she could see my expression change.
“In your mouth…?” I said, breathlessly.
She just nodded and had began to sit up before I’d pulled out and grabbed her hair. I pulled her mouth towards my cock. Her hands grabbed my hips and she was panting and moaning when I shot my load on her face and in to her mouth.
The moment was over, we were all a little breathless and as soon as Lisa left, quickly and embarrassedly, there were just three naked guys in the room, reaching for their pants.
We all pulled them on , took a look at each other, nodded and began to laugh.
“So, that went well, we got there in the end, ay?”
I left the room and closed the door, heard Lisa in the bathroom, I grabbed her bathrobe from the back of her bedroom door and opened the bathroom door. She was sitting on the loo. I gestured with her dressing gown to say I’d brought it for her and put it on the side of the bath.
“I can’t believe I did that.” She said, looking at her knees.
“Yes you can you dirty slag, you loved every inch of cock and drop of cum.”
She looked ashamed but put on a brave face and forced a smile. She had loved it, she was just struggling to admit it. She couldn’t compute what she’d just done with her own internal view of who she is. None of it made sense, but she loved every minute.
She came in to the lounge to find us lads stood around in our pants. “Cigarette?” said Andres.
Lisa came over in her robe, leaned against me, like before, and lit a cigarette. We chatted like it hadn’t happened, until Lisa innocently commented that she needed to wash her hair. We all laughed at that and in that moment there was enough horniness for Andreas to reach out and stroke the side of her face. I slid a hand inside her robe and played with her boob. It felt like Lisa allowed herself to slide in to a very dirty mood, right in that moment. In reality, Andres opened her robe while he kissed her and then played with her tits until she finished her fag. Graham got his fingers in her pussy while she casually smoked. Then she slid to her knees, shed her robe and we started again.
There was less intensity this time, there was no rush to finish and we tried all kinds of kinky shit. Lisa got three cocks in her at the same time. She was truly ashamed of herself the next day, after the lads had gone and we’d slept.
She was sat in her stool and telling me that she didn’t know how to look herself in the mirror with respect. She was still wearing her bathrobe and I was still talking about it as she allowed me to lift up her legs, wank myself to hardness and then fuck her while I told her how dirty and shameful she was.
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