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I was recently doing some work for a client who just brought a large state house in the Somerset countryside. I had never met him in person, all business had been done over the phone and via email. After a couple of months of work he invited me to lunch to personally thank me for everything I had done. I gratefully accepted and we arranged to meet in a restaurant the following week. The restaurant he chose was exclusive and owned by a famous chef near where he lived. I decided to go and buy a new skirt suit for the occasion and picked a navy skirt that showed my pert bum perfectly. I matched that with a long sleeved white shirt and jacket.
On the morning of the lunch my husband went off to work and I started to get ready early as it was a good hour and a half drive to the restaurant. I slipped on some bright red french panties, suspenders and the skirt, but the matching bra was to bright for the white shirt and looked stupid. As you can see from our photos, I am not blessed with big boobs and quite often I don’t wear a bra .. so decided not to wear one. I would have my jacket on so it wouldn’t matter anyway. I slipped on my high heels as the taxi turned up and headed off to the lunch.
I was met outside the restaurant by my client and his business partner. Both were tall men in their late 40’s. My client came over and introduced himself as Jon. He was a good looking guy with dark brown hair with a splash of silver creeping in around the sides. Dark brown eyes that seemed to look deep into my soul when we made eye contact. “This is my partner, Oliver, I hope you don’t mind him joining us” Jon asked. “Not at all” I replied as I shook Oliver’s hand. “Nice to meet you” his voice was deep and matched his look. He had a shaved head and obviously looked after his body. We walked into the restaurant and were shown to our table and had our jackets hung up. Before we had even sat down Jon ordered a bottle of champagne. We sat and started chatting. By the time we had eaten our main course we had drunk 2 bottles of champagne and a bottle of wine and I was starting to become a bit tipsy and really relaxed. I caught Oliver looking at my chest and I suddenly dawned on me I had no bra on. I went to the ladies to ‘powder my nose’, and was shocked when I saw in the mirror that my nipples were hard and erect and poking right through my shirt. After a little panic I realised there was not a lot I could do. I didn’t have my jacket to put on to cover myself up with and to be really honest I was slightly turned on knowing that Oliver had seen. I went and sat back down. The men had obviously been talking and now I caught both men grabbing a quick peek. This turned me on even more and a could start to feel my pussy tingle with excitement. By the time we had finished desert we were all slightly drunk. Both Jon and Oliver were now staring and not being discreet about it either. “We might have some more work for you, if your interested” Oliver asked. “Why don’t you come back to my place and we can put some ideas to you” Jon followed with. It was still early afternoon and agreed. The money was good and I was feeling naughty. I was now drunk and horny. I wanted both these men.
We walked back to Jon’s place. It was a huge modern house that backed onto the sea. As we walked in through the front door, Jon took my jacket and hung it up with his. Both men had wedding rings on so was expecting to see their wives in the house, but it was empty. I sat in an armchair opposite a large sofa where Oliver sat. Jon had gone to get more drinks and soon came back with more champagne and a bottle of vodka. I knew where this was going and it got me excited. My nipples hardened again at the thought. Now both men were sat opposite me on the sofa and made no attempt to hide the fact they were looking at my pointy shirt. As we chatted I slightly opened my legs, just enough that both men had a flash of the top of my suspenders. I’m sure I could see a slight bulge in Jon’s trousers as he crossed his legs. “Don’t try and hide it now” I said. “I would be worried if you weren’t turned on with all the time you have spent staring at my nipples”. Jon winked at me, “oh you saw us did you”? I stood up and started unbuttoning my shirt, “if you wanted to see, all you had to do was ask”. Both Oliver and Jon sat in shock as I finished the last button and sat down in between them. Jon didn’t wait and pulled my shirt to one side and clamped his mouth down around my nipple. I shivered with pleasure and started rubbing his hard cock through his trousers. Oliver soon followed suit and sucked my other breast so I started rubbing his cock as well. My pussy was now starting to tingle more and more. I could feel my panties become wet. I undid Jon’s belt and button and I slid my hand inside his boxers. I grabbed hold of his cock in circled the tip with my thumb. My husband loves it when I do that to him and Jon seemed to be loving it too. Oliver was now starting to try and pull my skirt up. I raised my bum off the sofa to allow him to do so. He stroked the inside of my thighs lightly which caused me to let out a small moan. He got off the sofa and positioned himself between my legs, breathing warm air around my throbbing cunt. Jon pulled his trousers off allowing his hard cock to stand tall and free. 7 inches of cock pointed straight at my mouth, so I lent over and started sucking for all I was worth. His salty pre-cum hit the back of my tongue as I slid my mouth up and down. Oliver started licking my pussy though my panties, he tried to pull them to one side but soon gave up and pulled them down. He paused for a second before slowly fingering my clit with his thumb. I felt his mouth wrap around my huge lips before he sucked hard and used his tongue to enter me. The situation got to me and I came for the first time in Oliver’s mouth. By body shuddered, I pulled my mouth of Jon’s cock to moan but wanked him hard with my hand. Oliver stood up and undressed. He had a swimmers body with a six pack but not a hair on him. His cock was as a little smaller but much thicker. I reached round grabbed his arse and pulled him closer to me. While still wanking Jon’s cock I put my mouth around Oliver’s shaft. He grabbed the back of my head and slammed his hot piece of meat down the back of my throat, making me gag. That’s one thing I never get from porn, the feeling of almost throwing up is horrible. I pulled away from Oliver to take a breath too only find Jon’s cock forcing its way back into my mouth. I went back and forth sucking them both, wanking one while sucking the other.
Now I needed to feel cock deep inside me so I took control. With Oliver’s cock still in my mouth I got onto my knees and shoved my arse in Jon’s direction. He got the hint and unzipped my skirt and pulled it off, leaving me just in my stockings and high heels. I was in heaven. I felt Jon place the tip of his cock in the opening of my dripping wet pussy. With one slow forceful shove he pushed all 7 inches deep inside me. Hitting the back wall of my vagina. I moaned loudly as he pulled back the pushed back in to me. He started to build up a rhythm, and I started backing into him forcing him to fuck me harder and harder. Oliver was wanking his own cock now in my face as I struggled to keep from screaming. Jon stuck a finger in my arse causing me to come hard. My pussy clenched hard around him, his body went ridged as he unloaded what seemed like a litre of cum inside me. I looked up at Oliver who was still stroking his cock in my face, “shove that in my arse NOW!” I yelled. Jon moved out the way so his friend could fuck me. He shoved two fingers in my cum filled pussy and then rubbed them on my arsehole for lubrication. I yelped has he struggled to get his wide head in my bum. I reached back and with both hands pulled my cheeks apart for him. Ever so slowly, millimetre by millimetre, he stretched me until he was in. Jon now sat in front of me with his semi hard cock covered in a mixture of mine and his juices. His friend fucking me in the arse. The pleasure building up again. I bent down to get a better angle for Oliver and started to lick the juices of Jon’s balls. Oliver pushed my face lower and into Jon’s cock. The shaft of his penis now rubbing in my face. He was almost hard again and started wanking furiously. His knuckles occasionally hitting the top of my head. He was looking me straight in the eye when without warning he shot his second load all over my forehead and into my hair. Oliver was pumping hard and fast now, I came again! He started moaning loudly, then just like Jon his body went stiff as he filled my arse. He left his deflating penis inside me for a few seconds, as he pulled out I felt his cum trickle out, past my pussy and down my leg.
The three of us sat there for a minute or so and let our bodies recover. Jon got up and went to get me a towel. I wiped my face, and called a cab. My panties were soaked As I put them back back on. “Thanks for the lunch” a said as I headed to the door, leaving them both still hot, sweaty and naked on the sofa. As I got in the cab the smell of sex was amazing. My arse hurt and I still had cum in my hair, not to mention to mixture in my pants and now all over my skirt. When I got home I saw that my husband was home from work. I paid the cab driver and quietly opened my front door. There I took of my shirt and jacket and skirt and went to find my husband to show him what a bad girl I had been. When he saw me standing there in my pants, suspenders and high heels, his jaw dropped. I explained what had happened the told him he was not sleeping till I had both holes filled again. He fucked me harder then ever before, mixing his cum with Jon’s in my pussy and Oliver’s in my arse.
“How come you get all the fun”? He asked. I told him I would make it up to him. His fantasy is my next mission.
On the morning of the lunch my husband went off to work and I started to get ready early as it was a good hour and a half drive to the restaurant. I slipped on some bright red french panties, suspenders and the skirt, but the matching bra was to bright for the white shirt and looked stupid. As you can see from our photos, I am not blessed with big boobs and quite often I don’t wear a bra .. so decided not to wear one. I would have my jacket on so it wouldn’t matter anyway. I slipped on my high heels as the taxi turned up and headed off to the lunch.
I was met outside the restaurant by my client and his business partner. Both were tall men in their late 40’s. My client came over and introduced himself as Jon. He was a good looking guy with dark brown hair with a splash of silver creeping in around the sides. Dark brown eyes that seemed to look deep into my soul when we made eye contact. “This is my partner, Oliver, I hope you don’t mind him joining us” Jon asked. “Not at all” I replied as I shook Oliver’s hand. “Nice to meet you” his voice was deep and matched his look. He had a shaved head and obviously looked after his body. We walked into the restaurant and were shown to our table and had our jackets hung up. Before we had even sat down Jon ordered a bottle of champagne. We sat and started chatting. By the time we had eaten our main course we had drunk 2 bottles of champagne and a bottle of wine and I was starting to become a bit tipsy and really relaxed. I caught Oliver looking at my chest and I suddenly dawned on me I had no bra on. I went to the ladies to ‘powder my nose’, and was shocked when I saw in the mirror that my nipples were hard and erect and poking right through my shirt. After a little panic I realised there was not a lot I could do. I didn’t have my jacket to put on to cover myself up with and to be really honest I was slightly turned on knowing that Oliver had seen. I went and sat back down. The men had obviously been talking and now I caught both men grabbing a quick peek. This turned me on even more and a could start to feel my pussy tingle with excitement. By the time we had finished desert we were all slightly drunk. Both Jon and Oliver were now staring and not being discreet about it either. “We might have some more work for you, if your interested” Oliver asked. “Why don’t you come back to my place and we can put some ideas to you” Jon followed with. It was still early afternoon and agreed. The money was good and I was feeling naughty. I was now drunk and horny. I wanted both these men.
We walked back to Jon’s place. It was a huge modern house that backed onto the sea. As we walked in through the front door, Jon took my jacket and hung it up with his. Both men had wedding rings on so was expecting to see their wives in the house, but it was empty. I sat in an armchair opposite a large sofa where Oliver sat. Jon had gone to get more drinks and soon came back with more champagne and a bottle of vodka. I knew where this was going and it got me excited. My nipples hardened again at the thought. Now both men were sat opposite me on the sofa and made no attempt to hide the fact they were looking at my pointy shirt. As we chatted I slightly opened my legs, just enough that both men had a flash of the top of my suspenders. I’m sure I could see a slight bulge in Jon’s trousers as he crossed his legs. “Don’t try and hide it now” I said. “I would be worried if you weren’t turned on with all the time you have spent staring at my nipples”. Jon winked at me, “oh you saw us did you”? I stood up and started unbuttoning my shirt, “if you wanted to see, all you had to do was ask”. Both Oliver and Jon sat in shock as I finished the last button and sat down in between them. Jon didn’t wait and pulled my shirt to one side and clamped his mouth down around my nipple. I shivered with pleasure and started rubbing his hard cock through his trousers. Oliver soon followed suit and sucked my other breast so I started rubbing his cock as well. My pussy was now starting to tingle more and more. I could feel my panties become wet. I undid Jon’s belt and button and I slid my hand inside his boxers. I grabbed hold of his cock in circled the tip with my thumb. My husband loves it when I do that to him and Jon seemed to be loving it too. Oliver was now starting to try and pull my skirt up. I raised my bum off the sofa to allow him to do so. He stroked the inside of my thighs lightly which caused me to let out a small moan. He got off the sofa and positioned himself between my legs, breathing warm air around my throbbing cunt. Jon pulled his trousers off allowing his hard cock to stand tall and free. 7 inches of cock pointed straight at my mouth, so I lent over and started sucking for all I was worth. His salty pre-cum hit the back of my tongue as I slid my mouth up and down. Oliver started licking my pussy though my panties, he tried to pull them to one side but soon gave up and pulled them down. He paused for a second before slowly fingering my clit with his thumb. I felt his mouth wrap around my huge lips before he sucked hard and used his tongue to enter me. The situation got to me and I came for the first time in Oliver’s mouth. By body shuddered, I pulled my mouth of Jon’s cock to moan but wanked him hard with my hand. Oliver stood up and undressed. He had a swimmers body with a six pack but not a hair on him. His cock was as a little smaller but much thicker. I reached round grabbed his arse and pulled him closer to me. While still wanking Jon’s cock I put my mouth around Oliver’s shaft. He grabbed the back of my head and slammed his hot piece of meat down the back of my throat, making me gag. That’s one thing I never get from porn, the feeling of almost throwing up is horrible. I pulled away from Oliver to take a breath too only find Jon’s cock forcing its way back into my mouth. I went back and forth sucking them both, wanking one while sucking the other.
Now I needed to feel cock deep inside me so I took control. With Oliver’s cock still in my mouth I got onto my knees and shoved my arse in Jon’s direction. He got the hint and unzipped my skirt and pulled it off, leaving me just in my stockings and high heels. I was in heaven. I felt Jon place the tip of his cock in the opening of my dripping wet pussy. With one slow forceful shove he pushed all 7 inches deep inside me. Hitting the back wall of my vagina. I moaned loudly as he pulled back the pushed back in to me. He started to build up a rhythm, and I started backing into him forcing him to fuck me harder and harder. Oliver was wanking his own cock now in my face as I struggled to keep from screaming. Jon stuck a finger in my arse causing me to come hard. My pussy clenched hard around him, his body went ridged as he unloaded what seemed like a litre of cum inside me. I looked up at Oliver who was still stroking his cock in my face, “shove that in my arse NOW!” I yelled. Jon moved out the way so his friend could fuck me. He shoved two fingers in my cum filled pussy and then rubbed them on my arsehole for lubrication. I yelped has he struggled to get his wide head in my bum. I reached back and with both hands pulled my cheeks apart for him. Ever so slowly, millimetre by millimetre, he stretched me until he was in. Jon now sat in front of me with his semi hard cock covered in a mixture of mine and his juices. His friend fucking me in the arse. The pleasure building up again. I bent down to get a better angle for Oliver and started to lick the juices of Jon’s balls. Oliver pushed my face lower and into Jon’s cock. The shaft of his penis now rubbing in my face. He was almost hard again and started wanking furiously. His knuckles occasionally hitting the top of my head. He was looking me straight in the eye when without warning he shot his second load all over my forehead and into my hair. Oliver was pumping hard and fast now, I came again! He started moaning loudly, then just like Jon his body went stiff as he filled my arse. He left his deflating penis inside me for a few seconds, as he pulled out I felt his cum trickle out, past my pussy and down my leg.
The three of us sat there for a minute or so and let our bodies recover. Jon got up and went to get me a towel. I wiped my face, and called a cab. My panties were soaked As I put them back back on. “Thanks for the lunch” a said as I headed to the door, leaving them both still hot, sweaty and naked on the sofa. As I got in the cab the smell of sex was amazing. My arse hurt and I still had cum in my hair, not to mention to mixture in my pants and now all over my skirt. When I got home I saw that my husband was home from work. I paid the cab driver and quietly opened my front door. There I took of my shirt and jacket and skirt and went to find my husband to show him what a bad girl I had been. When he saw me standing there in my pants, suspenders and high heels, his jaw dropped. I explained what had happened the told him he was not sleeping till I had both holes filled again. He fucked me harder then ever before, mixing his cum with Jon’s in my pussy and Oliver’s in my arse.
“How come you get all the fun”? He asked. I told him I would make it up to him. His fantasy is my next mission.
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