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Paul was a regular feature for the rest of his upper sixth year. He told me he had a girlfriend but that the sex with her was disappointing - she just wasn't into it as much as he was, happy to do it once or twice a month. Lucky me - that meant that on other days he was in the mood, and our schedules aligned, he'd be in my bed with my husband watching us have very good sex.
He also lived up to his promise to introduce me to new guys who needed starting out on their sex journey. Ever since that first time with Tom, where his friends had watched me take his virginity, Paul often talked to me about possible guys for me, sometimes showing me pictures.
The first of them was Ed, a sweet boy from the lower sixth. Paul told me that Ed was really shy and he wouldn't be able to perform - at least for the first few times - with an audience. Which isn't really the deal that I have with my husband - he likes to see me 'in action' as it were. So I said I'd have to check first. And of course he said OK, but he hoped to see me with Ed once I'd got him more confident. Paul gave Ed my phone number, and arranged for him to call me that evening. I was naked in bed, idly toying with my pussy, when Ed rang.
"Hi, it's Julie."
"Hello. My name's Ed. I think Paul has mentioned me?" It was as much a question as a statement. Maybe he thought it was all an elaborate hoax.
"Of course. You'd like to pay me a visit sometime"
"Well, if that's OK with you. I mean, not to put you to any trouble." He really was a shy one
Paul took a sequence of photos, starting with me completely decent in a dress and heels, with black lingerie and stockings beneath. In the second, I was sitting with just a glimpse of stocking top showing. Things progressed from there, but Paul only sent the first two to Ed. Needless to say, after the photo session we ended up having sex.
"Did Paul share some photos of me?"
"Yeah"
"What did you think?"
"I think you looked very sexy in that dress. And stockings. If it's OK to say that"
"Of course it's OK. I'm glad you liked what you saw. Tell me, whereabouts are you right now?"
"In my bedroom"
"That's good. I'm in mine. Is there anything else you'd like to see before we meet?" I was feeling playful. It probably wasn't fair to tease him, but I couldn't help it. "My panties are off and I'm touching myself while we're talking"
"Um, well, I don't know, um, maybe one where you show your panties?"
"Of course," I said. Just a moment. I leafed through the photos that Paul had taken and found one with my dress hitched up, perched on the edge of the bed, feet on the floor, legs spread. I was wearing quite sheer panties so the top of my slit was clearly visible through them. I sent the photo and gave him a few moments to have a look.
"Is that what you had in mind?"
"Oh fuck yes." I could hear in the background his hand wanking furiously.
"Stop touching yourself. Did I say you could?"
"Sorry." The sound of him wanking had stopped.
"Can you see my pussy lips through the panties in the photo?"
"Yes"
"My fingers are moving between those lips right now ... touching my swollen lips. Just a sec." I held the phone between my legs and slid three fingers in and out of the hole a few times, making a slurpy sound as they moved. I raised the phone back to my mouth. "Did you hear that?"
There was a whimper. "Yes"
"I hope you've not cum yet?"
"Nearly. But no"
"Good. You have to learn to wait. What were you thinking about while you were touching yourself?"
"About you"
"What about me? What were you doing. What was I doing?"
"I was taking your panties off so I could see you"
"Ah, you want to see my pussy without the panties. I can send you a picture if you'd like. But you have to promise not to touch yourself. Deal?"
"If that's OK with you? Yes I would like to see it, please?" Again, it was more of a question than a statement. I leafed through the pictures again. We'd taken them in most combinations of me getting undressed, and I found one similar to the previous photo I'd sent, this time with my panties off. I attached it to a message and clicked send. No response from Ed. "Are you still there?" I asked. I hope you've not started wanking again.
"Still here. You look amazing"
"Thank you. What would you do next?"
"Could I put a finger up it?"
"Of course. But maybe you should give my breasts some attention first. Would you like to see them?"
"Yes"
I sent two pictures this time. I figured he wouldn't be able to last much longer without making himself cum. The first photo was with no panties, dress off, bra still on. The second with the bra off. "What do you think of those"
"Oh god it's so hard please let me cum"
"OK. Just imagine that soon you'll be undressing me and touching me, feeling how wet I am for you ..." There was no need to continue - the groan from the other end told me he'd cum.
"Did you cum a lot?"
Silence for a while. "Yes. It's still quite hard"
"Oh really? I like the sound of that. What's the most times you can cum in a session?"
"Five or six"
"I really like the sound of that. You'll fill my pussy with lots of cum when you visit?" The sound of him wanking was starting again. "THe first time I'm going to have you lie on my bed and I'm going to lower myself onto your cock. Does that sound good?"
"Oh fuck"
"My hot wet hole sliding down onto you, then up, and down, and up, and down, and up, and"
There was another groan from Ed.
"I take it you do like the sound of that. I'm looking forward to Saturday. See you then." After I'd hung up I rubbed my clit until I got my own release.
That Saturday, midday, Ed and Paul arrived promptly and I let them in. The k**s were out, not returning until around 5pm, so there was plenty of time for fun. My husband took Paul to his bedroom downstairs, and I took Ed by the hand and led him upstairs to my bedroom. It was obvious that he was going to be too shy to make the first move, so I closed the bedroom door behind him and undid his trousers, and told him to step out of them. There was a bulge in his boxers - he was obviously already hard. I got him to lie on the bed and straddled his hips, released his cock from his boxers, pulled my panties aside and lowered myself onto him. I paused as soon as he was fully in, letting him enjoy the feeling of my hot wetness wrapped around his cock, and also because I thought that if I started riding him straight away he might cum very quickly.
"OK," I asked? He didn't respond but he reached for my breasts. I took off my tshirt, unclasped the bra, and leant down so that he could feel my breasts and suck on my nipples. Then I slowly raised myself up, and lowered down again, up, down, up, down, and I felt his cock twitch hard as he moaned and came inside me. I stayed in position with his cock inside me, his cum leaking out slightly, and gently tightened my pussy around his cock. Still nicely aroused. I leant down fully and kissed him on the mouth, and squeezed my muscles around his cock again. I figured it was worth a go, and so I raised myself up and he stayed inside me. "Very good," I said. I rode him again, still taking things gently, and moved his right hand from my breast down between my legs, guiding his fingers to my swollen clit. I'd been playing with myself before they arrived, getting myself close to orgasm but not following through, making sure that I was wet and ready to come if he could last long enough. I guided his fingers in circles around my clit, slowly picking up the speed of my movements on his cock, willing him to hold on. "That's it," I said the encourage him, "just a little bit longer. I'm going to come all over your cock and when I do I want you to cum too, OK?" He nodded and I concentrated, I was so nearly there. And then I got that warm feeling of knowing that my orgasm was going to happen and released his hand, riding him hard now, and then I was moaning as I came and I watched his eyes go wide as he felt my pussy contract around him and then the twitching of his cock as he came inside me again.
I leant down to kiss him again and this time his cock did fall out; he'd obviously cum a lot, because it quickly dripped out of me as I rolled off him. "Thank you," I said. "Was that OK for you?" Ed nodded, and I reached down for his sticky cock and squeezed it gently in my hand. "When you're ready again, tell Alexa that you want to drop in on the downstairs bedroom. And I'll come right back. OK?"
"Thank you," Ed said - the first words he's spoken since he arrived, and smiled. I went into the en suite and wiped myself, then went downstairs to my husband's bedroom. Paul was lying naked on my husband's bed, his cock in a delicious looking semi. "How did it go," my husband asked.
"Good, I think he'll remember his first time. He managed to hold on the second time until I came." As I was answering, I walked over to the bed and lay beside Paul, taking his cock in my hand. Paul kissed me passionately, his hand moving under my skirt, over my stocking-clad leg, and then touching my pussy - my panties were still pulled aside from riding Ed. His finger slid into me easily, and his thumb rested on my clit, applying pressure. His cock was almost fully hard and I pulled him towards me, rolling onto my back as I did so. His hand moved to the waistband of my panties to take them off, but I asked him to leave them on so that Ed could remove them. I raised my knees and guided Paul into my wet hole. I looked at my husband and smiled, then gave Paul all my attention, our mouths locked together, my hands on his buttocks pulling him into me with long rapid strokes, my excitement quickly building again towards another orgasm. Paul paused his thrusting while my pussy convulsed around him, then started again, and was guiding me towards coming again when Alexa responded to Ed paging me.
I broke off the kiss and Paul paused, his cock buried deep in me. "Sorry," I said.
"It's OK. Go and give Ed a good time. I'll be waiting"
Paul rolled off me and I straightened my panties and went back upstairs. Ed was sat on the end of the bed, his cock hard and ready for more action. I moved to stand in front of him and undid my skirt, letting it fall to the ground, so that I was just in my panties. "You take them off," I told him and he slid them down to my thighs, then his hand moved to touch my pussy. "Do you like it," I asked and he nodded. "Give it a kiss," I told him and he kissed each of my outer lips in turn. "Now around the hole," I said and his tongue traced around the inner lips, "and now up to the clit," and he licked up the slit until his tongue found my clit. I moaned appreciatively. "Now little circles, like you did with your fingers"
Ed licked me for maybe a minute before I moved to lie on the bed, finished taking off my panties, and beckoned him to move on top of me. He paused above me, his cock just brushing my pussy, and I reached down and guided him in. "That's it. Nice and gently. There's no rush. Now kiss me as well"
Ed's mouth found mine and he started to thrust. Paul had got me quite close to orgasm but I knew I'd need a couple of minutes to get back there. When Ed started to speed up his thrusting I told him to pause, and I reached down for my clit, giving it some attention while Ed had his cock in me. When I knew I was close I told Ed to start again, mashing my clit with my fingers as he thrust inside me. He started to cum first, and I pressed hard on my clit and then I started to come as his ejaculation was finishing.
When Ed rolled off me I went back downstairs. It was an odd scene I suppose - Paul lying on the bed with his cock sticky with my pussy juices, my husband in his chair chatting with Paul. I climbed onto the bed and took Paul's cock in my mouth, getting it back to full hardness, then lowered myself onto it. "Cum for me this time," I said to Paul, and we kissed as I rode his lovely cock. As soon as my orgasm started Paul thrust up hard and deep two or three times and then moaned as he started to cum. We were lying together, his arms around me, when Ed paged Alexa. "Back soon," I said to Paul, and went back upstairs.
"Right, Ed, new position," I said to him and knelt on the bed, my ass towards him, then reached down and parted my pussy lips. The tops of my thighs were sticky with Paul and Ed's cum. "You can put it in yourself this time," I said and waited for him to move behind me, then the tip of his cock was between my pussy lips and he slid into me. "Now hold my buttocks gently apart - that's it - so you can get in nice and deep. Watch the way it moves in and out of me ... in and out" It was too much for him and with a groan he came inside me.
"Sorry," he said.
"It's OK," I replied. "I knew seeing it would be a lot for you. But a good sight I hope?"
"Amazing," he replied.
"Next time, my husband would like to watch. Why don't you come downstairs with me this time"
"I'll try," he said.
Back downstairs, Ed and my husband watched me and Paul indulge in hot passionate sex, me coming twice before Paul finished inside me. When he moved off I beckoned to Ed, and he took Paul's place between my legs. I'm sure I've mentioned before that once I'm in the flow I can orgasm quite easily, and this time I didn't need to rub my clit for me to orgasm with Ed - in fact, I held back a little for him to catch up.
After Paul and Ed had gone, I had a shower then a cuddle with my husband, then got dressed and into mummy mode before the k**s got home.
He also lived up to his promise to introduce me to new guys who needed starting out on their sex journey. Ever since that first time with Tom, where his friends had watched me take his virginity, Paul often talked to me about possible guys for me, sometimes showing me pictures.
The first of them was Ed, a sweet boy from the lower sixth. Paul told me that Ed was really shy and he wouldn't be able to perform - at least for the first few times - with an audience. Which isn't really the deal that I have with my husband - he likes to see me 'in action' as it were. So I said I'd have to check first. And of course he said OK, but he hoped to see me with Ed once I'd got him more confident. Paul gave Ed my phone number, and arranged for him to call me that evening. I was naked in bed, idly toying with my pussy, when Ed rang.
"Hi, it's Julie."
"Hello. My name's Ed. I think Paul has mentioned me?" It was as much a question as a statement. Maybe he thought it was all an elaborate hoax.
"Of course. You'd like to pay me a visit sometime"
"Well, if that's OK with you. I mean, not to put you to any trouble." He really was a shy one
Paul took a sequence of photos, starting with me completely decent in a dress and heels, with black lingerie and stockings beneath. In the second, I was sitting with just a glimpse of stocking top showing. Things progressed from there, but Paul only sent the first two to Ed. Needless to say, after the photo session we ended up having sex.
"Did Paul share some photos of me?"
"Yeah"
"What did you think?"
"I think you looked very sexy in that dress. And stockings. If it's OK to say that"
"Of course it's OK. I'm glad you liked what you saw. Tell me, whereabouts are you right now?"
"In my bedroom"
"That's good. I'm in mine. Is there anything else you'd like to see before we meet?" I was feeling playful. It probably wasn't fair to tease him, but I couldn't help it. "My panties are off and I'm touching myself while we're talking"
"Um, well, I don't know, um, maybe one where you show your panties?"
"Of course," I said. Just a moment. I leafed through the photos that Paul had taken and found one with my dress hitched up, perched on the edge of the bed, feet on the floor, legs spread. I was wearing quite sheer panties so the top of my slit was clearly visible through them. I sent the photo and gave him a few moments to have a look.
"Is that what you had in mind?"
"Oh fuck yes." I could hear in the background his hand wanking furiously.
"Stop touching yourself. Did I say you could?"
"Sorry." The sound of him wanking had stopped.
"Can you see my pussy lips through the panties in the photo?"
"Yes"
"My fingers are moving between those lips right now ... touching my swollen lips. Just a sec." I held the phone between my legs and slid three fingers in and out of the hole a few times, making a slurpy sound as they moved. I raised the phone back to my mouth. "Did you hear that?"
There was a whimper. "Yes"
"I hope you've not cum yet?"
"Nearly. But no"
"Good. You have to learn to wait. What were you thinking about while you were touching yourself?"
"About you"
"What about me? What were you doing. What was I doing?"
"I was taking your panties off so I could see you"
"Ah, you want to see my pussy without the panties. I can send you a picture if you'd like. But you have to promise not to touch yourself. Deal?"
"If that's OK with you? Yes I would like to see it, please?" Again, it was more of a question than a statement. I leafed through the pictures again. We'd taken them in most combinations of me getting undressed, and I found one similar to the previous photo I'd sent, this time with my panties off. I attached it to a message and clicked send. No response from Ed. "Are you still there?" I asked. I hope you've not started wanking again.
"Still here. You look amazing"
"Thank you. What would you do next?"
"Could I put a finger up it?"
"Of course. But maybe you should give my breasts some attention first. Would you like to see them?"
"Yes"
I sent two pictures this time. I figured he wouldn't be able to last much longer without making himself cum. The first photo was with no panties, dress off, bra still on. The second with the bra off. "What do you think of those"
"Oh god it's so hard please let me cum"
"OK. Just imagine that soon you'll be undressing me and touching me, feeling how wet I am for you ..." There was no need to continue - the groan from the other end told me he'd cum.
"Did you cum a lot?"
Silence for a while. "Yes. It's still quite hard"
"Oh really? I like the sound of that. What's the most times you can cum in a session?"
"Five or six"
"I really like the sound of that. You'll fill my pussy with lots of cum when you visit?" The sound of him wanking was starting again. "THe first time I'm going to have you lie on my bed and I'm going to lower myself onto your cock. Does that sound good?"
"Oh fuck"
"My hot wet hole sliding down onto you, then up, and down, and up, and down, and up, and"
There was another groan from Ed.
"I take it you do like the sound of that. I'm looking forward to Saturday. See you then." After I'd hung up I rubbed my clit until I got my own release.
That Saturday, midday, Ed and Paul arrived promptly and I let them in. The k**s were out, not returning until around 5pm, so there was plenty of time for fun. My husband took Paul to his bedroom downstairs, and I took Ed by the hand and led him upstairs to my bedroom. It was obvious that he was going to be too shy to make the first move, so I closed the bedroom door behind him and undid his trousers, and told him to step out of them. There was a bulge in his boxers - he was obviously already hard. I got him to lie on the bed and straddled his hips, released his cock from his boxers, pulled my panties aside and lowered myself onto him. I paused as soon as he was fully in, letting him enjoy the feeling of my hot wetness wrapped around his cock, and also because I thought that if I started riding him straight away he might cum very quickly.
"OK," I asked? He didn't respond but he reached for my breasts. I took off my tshirt, unclasped the bra, and leant down so that he could feel my breasts and suck on my nipples. Then I slowly raised myself up, and lowered down again, up, down, up, down, and I felt his cock twitch hard as he moaned and came inside me. I stayed in position with his cock inside me, his cum leaking out slightly, and gently tightened my pussy around his cock. Still nicely aroused. I leant down fully and kissed him on the mouth, and squeezed my muscles around his cock again. I figured it was worth a go, and so I raised myself up and he stayed inside me. "Very good," I said. I rode him again, still taking things gently, and moved his right hand from my breast down between my legs, guiding his fingers to my swollen clit. I'd been playing with myself before they arrived, getting myself close to orgasm but not following through, making sure that I was wet and ready to come if he could last long enough. I guided his fingers in circles around my clit, slowly picking up the speed of my movements on his cock, willing him to hold on. "That's it," I said the encourage him, "just a little bit longer. I'm going to come all over your cock and when I do I want you to cum too, OK?" He nodded and I concentrated, I was so nearly there. And then I got that warm feeling of knowing that my orgasm was going to happen and released his hand, riding him hard now, and then I was moaning as I came and I watched his eyes go wide as he felt my pussy contract around him and then the twitching of his cock as he came inside me again.
I leant down to kiss him again and this time his cock did fall out; he'd obviously cum a lot, because it quickly dripped out of me as I rolled off him. "Thank you," I said. "Was that OK for you?" Ed nodded, and I reached down for his sticky cock and squeezed it gently in my hand. "When you're ready again, tell Alexa that you want to drop in on the downstairs bedroom. And I'll come right back. OK?"
"Thank you," Ed said - the first words he's spoken since he arrived, and smiled. I went into the en suite and wiped myself, then went downstairs to my husband's bedroom. Paul was lying naked on my husband's bed, his cock in a delicious looking semi. "How did it go," my husband asked.
"Good, I think he'll remember his first time. He managed to hold on the second time until I came." As I was answering, I walked over to the bed and lay beside Paul, taking his cock in my hand. Paul kissed me passionately, his hand moving under my skirt, over my stocking-clad leg, and then touching my pussy - my panties were still pulled aside from riding Ed. His finger slid into me easily, and his thumb rested on my clit, applying pressure. His cock was almost fully hard and I pulled him towards me, rolling onto my back as I did so. His hand moved to the waistband of my panties to take them off, but I asked him to leave them on so that Ed could remove them. I raised my knees and guided Paul into my wet hole. I looked at my husband and smiled, then gave Paul all my attention, our mouths locked together, my hands on his buttocks pulling him into me with long rapid strokes, my excitement quickly building again towards another orgasm. Paul paused his thrusting while my pussy convulsed around him, then started again, and was guiding me towards coming again when Alexa responded to Ed paging me.
I broke off the kiss and Paul paused, his cock buried deep in me. "Sorry," I said.
"It's OK. Go and give Ed a good time. I'll be waiting"
Paul rolled off me and I straightened my panties and went back upstairs. Ed was sat on the end of the bed, his cock hard and ready for more action. I moved to stand in front of him and undid my skirt, letting it fall to the ground, so that I was just in my panties. "You take them off," I told him and he slid them down to my thighs, then his hand moved to touch my pussy. "Do you like it," I asked and he nodded. "Give it a kiss," I told him and he kissed each of my outer lips in turn. "Now around the hole," I said and his tongue traced around the inner lips, "and now up to the clit," and he licked up the slit until his tongue found my clit. I moaned appreciatively. "Now little circles, like you did with your fingers"
Ed licked me for maybe a minute before I moved to lie on the bed, finished taking off my panties, and beckoned him to move on top of me. He paused above me, his cock just brushing my pussy, and I reached down and guided him in. "That's it. Nice and gently. There's no rush. Now kiss me as well"
Ed's mouth found mine and he started to thrust. Paul had got me quite close to orgasm but I knew I'd need a couple of minutes to get back there. When Ed started to speed up his thrusting I told him to pause, and I reached down for my clit, giving it some attention while Ed had his cock in me. When I knew I was close I told Ed to start again, mashing my clit with my fingers as he thrust inside me. He started to cum first, and I pressed hard on my clit and then I started to come as his ejaculation was finishing.
When Ed rolled off me I went back downstairs. It was an odd scene I suppose - Paul lying on the bed with his cock sticky with my pussy juices, my husband in his chair chatting with Paul. I climbed onto the bed and took Paul's cock in my mouth, getting it back to full hardness, then lowered myself onto it. "Cum for me this time," I said to Paul, and we kissed as I rode his lovely cock. As soon as my orgasm started Paul thrust up hard and deep two or three times and then moaned as he started to cum. We were lying together, his arms around me, when Ed paged Alexa. "Back soon," I said to Paul, and went back upstairs.
"Right, Ed, new position," I said to him and knelt on the bed, my ass towards him, then reached down and parted my pussy lips. The tops of my thighs were sticky with Paul and Ed's cum. "You can put it in yourself this time," I said and waited for him to move behind me, then the tip of his cock was between my pussy lips and he slid into me. "Now hold my buttocks gently apart - that's it - so you can get in nice and deep. Watch the way it moves in and out of me ... in and out" It was too much for him and with a groan he came inside me.
"Sorry," he said.
"It's OK," I replied. "I knew seeing it would be a lot for you. But a good sight I hope?"
"Amazing," he replied.
"Next time, my husband would like to watch. Why don't you come downstairs with me this time"
"I'll try," he said.
Back downstairs, Ed and my husband watched me and Paul indulge in hot passionate sex, me coming twice before Paul finished inside me. When he moved off I beckoned to Ed, and he took Paul's place between my legs. I'm sure I've mentioned before that once I'm in the flow I can orgasm quite easily, and this time I didn't need to rub my clit for me to orgasm with Ed - in fact, I held back a little for him to catch up.
After Paul and Ed had gone, I had a shower then a cuddle with my husband, then got dressed and into mummy mode before the k**s got home.
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